Tyler was used to the other three Sons treating him like a little brother because they knew their limits most of the time. Reid never babied him past protecting him in fights, and Pogue's brotherly instincts came out whenever he felt Tyler needed cheering up... or there was something wrong with his car. Caleb, however, was always the 'big brother,' and Tyler was pretty sure that quality was what had attracted him to the older boy at first.

He liked that Caleb cared, and he liked that Caleb was willing to spend extra time with him, even when he didn't ask. However, he didn't like that Caleb seemed to hold back with him, as if he had virgin ears and virgin eyes, and he didn't like that Caleb would try to tell him what to do, as if he couldn't think for himself. Tyler knew his intentions were good, but he had enough of it, and he finally snapped.

"Stop treating me like a kid, Caleb!" he yelled one movie night at Caleb's house when the eldest had decided against watching Hostel because it was too graphic. "I've watched porn before, I think I can handle Hostel.

Reid and Pogue were both laughing at the youngest's outburst, while Caleb was staring at him in disbelief and shock.

"Um..."

"No, I'm not done. I'm sick of you telling me what I can and can't do, Caleb. If I wanna follow Reid into something stupid, and yes, I know most of what he does is stupid, I'll follow him into it because I want to, and you don't have to tell me that it's stupid. Trust me, I know.

"And another thing! If you want my poor PG-13 eyes and ears to be kept innocent, why in all hell would you let me near Reid and Pogue? Hell, let me dorm with Reid? I know there's stuff out in the real world, Caleb, and if you haven't realized, I'm turning 18 soon, AKA, I. Am. Not. A. Kid."

Tyler ended his rant with a huff of air and sank into the couch, his arms crossed against his chest defiantly.

"Baby boy..." Reid laughed and fell off the couch with the force of it, "Baby boy exploded."

Pogue joined him in his laughter again and hit the couch cushions with each laugh. "Man, Caleb, you just got served."

"Uh, Ty... can I talk to you in the kitchen?" he asked and nodded his head towards the kitchen before getting up and walking towards it, walking to kitchen and hoping that Tyler would follow.

Tyler sighed and glared at Pogue and Reid for laughing before he got up and followed Caleb. He was expecting one of Caleb's infamous lectures when he walked into the kitchen, but instead, he was greeted by a hand grabbing his shirt and pushing him into the wall, followed by a body pressed against his and a mouth crashing down on his.

Tyler had gasped in surprise at the initial impact, and Caleb had taken full advantage of it by invading Tyler's mouth. He sucked Tyler's bottom lip in between his own and ran his teeth over it, followed by his tongue, then went on to explore his mouth. Tyler tried to gain access to Caleb's mouth, but Caleb wasn't up to playing nice at the moment. He dominated the kiss until he pulled away, breathless and flushed.

He looked down at Tyler, who was panting and looking back at him with wide, lust darkened baby blue eyes. His tongue darted out to lick his kiss-swollen lips, and Caleb took its place with his lips, this time just brushing them against Tyler's.

"I know you're not a kid. Trust me on that one."

Tyler opened his mouth to answer, but he couldn't get his voice to come out, so he just closed it and nodded.

"But if you want, you can prove it to me... in my room... right now."

Pogue and Reid got a little worried when the other two didn't come back for a while, so they went on a search for them. After checking the kitchen, they wandered upstairs and were about to check Caleb's room, but they heard a moan sound from the crack in the door and stopped to look at each other.

"Does this mean Caleb's a pedophile?" Reid asked, and the two of them started laughing all over again.