Okay, I'm back! I got a few really awesome reviews, and I am more excited to finish this story than I was the first . Anyway, here it goes. Something very exciting will happen in this chapter… just saying. Please review and look out for new chapters. DISCLAIMER!

General POV

Things had been a bit tense between Tyler and Jeremy after the whole scene in Jeremy's bedroom. That was almost two weeks ago, and they still hadn't stayed over at each others' house. When they played video games, there was no playful name-calling and horsing around.

They both knew the reason, too. The reason was that they had both felt something for the other, but neither would admit it. As awkward as it was to be together, neither boy could stay away for long…

"Hey, Ty. What's up, man?" Jeremy asked as he walked up to Tyler's locker at the end of the day on a Friday and shot the older boy a smile.

"Uh… not much, dude. What's up with you?" Tyler asked his friend, while discreetly raking his eyes up and down the length of his body. He was too busy indulging himself in that fine sight to notice that Jeremy was doing the same to him.

"Pretty much the same. So… what do you have planned this weekend?" Jeremy inquired looking up…expectantly?

"Nothing so far. Wanna' hang out or something? My Mom will be gone if you wanna' help me trash some stuff at my place." Tyler prompted with a mischievous smirk playing on his lips.

Jeremy chuckled at this and said, " Sure, man. Will you drive me home? I just need to grab some stuff and leave Jenna a note so she won't freak when I don't come home."

"Yeah. No problem. Hey, by the way, is your aunt still doing it with Mr. Saltzman?" Tyler asked, the small smirk turning into a full- blown grin when he saw the annoyance flare up in his friend's eyes.

"Dude. Seriously, doing it? How old are you? Twelve?" Jeremy said shaking his head, but a slow smile crept onto his face anyway.

"Whatever. So, are they?" Tyler inquired again, shutting his locker.

"How should I know? Me and my aunt don't exactly discuss intimate details of her sex life, okay?" Jeremy answered, then added, "Why? You want me to put in a good word for you?"

"Oh, yeah! You know how I like that vintage ass!" Tyler said, both of them cracking up.

"Dude. That's disgusting." Jeremy said after he had stopped laughing.

"Whatever. It's not like you're offended." Tyler replied. "Come on."

The two boys walked out of the school and got into Tyler's car. The older boy started the engine and took off for the Gilbert residence.

When they pulled up, Jeremy said, " You wanna' come in? It should only be a minute."

"Sure." Tyler answered, following Jeremy up the walkway and through the front door.

"Elena? Jenna?" Jeremy called when they got inside. When no one answered, both boys shrugged their shoulders and trudged up the stairs to Jeremy's room.

When Jeremy was done throwing stuff together, the two boys went back downstairs and Jeremy took out a notepad to write Jenna a note.

Tyler discreetly looked over Jeremy's shoulder as he watched his friend write…

Jenna and Elena,

Went to Tyler's. Will probably stay for the weekend. I have my cell if you need me.

Love, Jer.

Tyler smirked at the other boy's scrawling handwriting. It slanted slightly downward as he wrote across the pad and the ink splotched when he signed his name. It was so Jeremy.

"Alright. Let's go." Jeremy said.

When the boys got to the Lockwood mansion, they walked through the front door to find it dark and no one in the house. The sun was setting, and the hired help was off for the weekend.

"Whoa. I can see why you wanted company. This place is depressing when it's empty." Jeremy said, marveling at the high ceilings as Tyler turned the lights on.

"It can be even more depressing when it's full. Trust me." Tyler. He tried to make it sound light, but his voice choked up slightly in a forlorn way.

Jeremy put his stuff by the door and followed Tyler into the parlor. He sat down in a green velvet armchair while Tyler poured them both a glass of his father's bourbon.

Jeremy took the drink but just peered into in and sloshed it around for a few seconds.

"What's wrong, Jer?' Tyler asked. He had already finished his drink, and was pouring himself another.

"Nothing. I just…I feel weird drinking a dead guy's booze. Okay?" Jeremy answered in a huff.

"Dude. He's as dead as he's ever gonna' be. It's not like he minds. Just drink it." Tyler said with a morbid chuckle.

Jeremy shook his head at Tyler's lack of grief and took a long swig.

"See? Better, huh?" Tyler said.

"Yeah. Better." Jeremy said.

A couple of hours later, the boys had finished the bourbon and half a bottle of rum when Jeremy suddenly asked, "Did you really mean what you said about my aunt and wanting to do it with her?"

Tyler, being about twice as drunk as Jeremy, answered truthfully. "Nope." Then, he giggled stupidly before adding, "I want to do it with you."

Jeremy looked at him like he had lost his mind, but there was a glint of happiness in his eyes as well. "Really?" He asked hopefully.

"Yep." Tyler answered, popping the P. "You're so hot. I've wanted to jump you ever since that day in your room a few weeks ago…when we almost kissed. That was a good day." He finished, getting up from his seat on the floor and sitting on the couch next to Jeremy's chair.

"If you really felt like that, then why did you tell me to forget it happened?" Jeremy asked.

"Cause I am Tyler Lockwood! The Tyler Lockwood. Can you imagine what people would say if they found out the dead mayor's son was disgracing his father's memory by boning another guy?" Tyler yelped with a distressed look in his eyes. "But I want to. I want you way too much, dude."

Jeremy was so overcome with happiness that he couldn't speak. He did the only thing that was logical to his buzzed mind. He grabbed Tyler by the back of his head and kissed the life out of him. He felt the older boy's tongue snake into his mouth and his teeth nip his bottom lip. He tasted the liquor on Tyler's breath It didn't matter to either of them that they might not remember exactly what happened in the morning. All that mattered was that they were finally together, if even for a moment.

"You wanna' go upstairs?" Tyler breathed out as Jeremy's lips worked their way down his neck hungrily.

"Why go all the way upstairs?" Jeremy asked playfully, "No one's home, remember?"

Tyler gave Jeremy a knowing smile as they went back to kissing. Before long, clothing was discarded. Sweet things were whispered. Love was made. Bodies were spent as they lay completely exposed in the middle of the carpeted floor. The next morning was soon to come as they lie asleep, still wrapped up in each other.

Yay! Jyler loving! Sorry I got them tipsy first, but I thought it would be easier to just go for it that way. Please review. I plan on updating soon. Love and Hugs!