Michael and I were friends long before we were anything else. Since the first day of kindergarten, when we met at the swings - both of us alone, both of us shy. Two misfits finding solace in each other.

The years only brought us closer. We bonded over being slight outcasts in school, finding comfort in our shared interests. Before either of us realized what was happening, that friendship had grown into something deeper. Something neither of us could deny.

Today was supposed to be simple - Michael had bought a new co-op game he was excited about. We'd planned to spend the afternoon gaming, ordering pizza, and being our usual lazy selves. We grabbed our controllers, ready to dive in, when the screen turned blue.

"Installing game... 0% Estimated wait time: 40 minutes."

Michael groaned, running a hand through his long blonde hair in frustration. "Aw man... I was really looking forward to seeing you smile when we play," he admitted, glancing at me with those bright blue eyes that always seemed to catch the light.

We tried passing the time with jokes at first. A few playful shoves turned into lingering touches. Before I knew it, he was leaning into me, his soft lips meeting mine. That was forty minutes ago.

Now we're sprawled across his couch, our kiss having deepened considerably. Michael's tongue explores my mouth as his hands cup my face, holding me like I'm something precious. He shifts against me, and I feel his hardness pressing against my thigh.

The television dings suddenly, startling both of us. The installation is complete.

Michael pulls back slightly, his chest heaving. His cheeks are flushed pink, his lips swollen from kissing. His blue eyes darken with desire as they lock onto mine.

"Baby..." he mutters, his hand sliding down to cover himself through his jeans, "I, uh... Got a little problem here..."

He bites his lip nervously, clearly torn between the game we'd been so excited to play and the moment we're in.