The repetitive tinkling tune of Kayden’s game was beginning to irritate Lucas. Actually, maybe beginning was not the right word.

Spending all day at school and the whole journey each way on the train with pupils locked on his gaming console was tolerable (as long as he gave basketball at least some of his attention during practice), but Kayden choosing his games over Lucas when they finally had alone time was too much to put up with.

Each day he was allocated between one and three hours of time to be genuinely alone with his boyfriend (dependent on basketball, homework and his parent’s schedules), and yet he couldn’t get so much as a look from him lately. His frustration had been building for some time, but the mind-numbing melody played during the battle sequences of Kayden’s latest purchase had him at the edge of insanity.

They were sat on Lucas’s bedroom floor, the way they had when they were kids. Back then they had always played video games together, now Lucas felt like a spectator. He huffed a soft breath through his nose and tossed away the ‘Basketball Monthly’ magazine he had been idly flicking through.

If Kayden wanted to play, Lucas could entertain him just as well as any pixelated characters. How could he have forgotten how much fun they had together?

Kayden had his petite frame curled around the hand-held console, head ducked to stare at the screen. A sliver of pale skin was visible between the waistband of his shorts and his white top where he was bent forward. The temptation was too much to resist. Lucas grinned to himself and crept closer, just enough to reach out a finger, slide it under the soft material and drag it up Kayden’s spine. Kayden jolted, a full-body shiver running through him, and shuffled along the floor to remove himself from Lucas’s reach. He did not bother to look up or acknowledge Lucas’s efforts to get his attention. That was fine, Lucas had no issue with going further.

He followed Kayden’s movements, placing himself at his back again with his knees either side of Kayden’s hips, but his target wasn’t the slightly-oversized shirt this time. He laid his hands over Kayden’s knees, pausing for a moment in hopes of a reaction that did not come, then began to slither his long fingers down the velvety skin. Kayden’s legs twitched once but he continued to play without hindrance, beating back hoards of enemies with his magic staff seamlessly.

When Lucas reached the edge of the black shorts, which blocked the rest of his boyfriend’s flesh from view, he skimmed the edge, running the pads of his fingers back and forth a few times in warning. He gave Kayden a few seconds to say something, to tell him to keep his hands to himself. He said nothing. The battle music continued.

Lucas’s hands slipped under the shorts and grazed along the delicate skin of the inside of Kayden’s parted thighs. He began to massage with his long fingers, the tips catching the line of Kayden’s boxers when he got too forceful. Another twitch of muscle under his hands rewarded him for his efforts but no sounds came. Those were Lucas’s favourite, Kayden’s pretty little sounds. He got rougher in his stroking, almost pinching at Kayden’s inner thighs as he worked to coax a noise, anything, from his boyfriend.

Kayden decimated a troll with a fire ball and tilted his head further forward in concentration. The motion caused his hair to part either side of his neck, leaving the back exposed. Lucas followed his movements and latched his lips to the vulnerable patch left exposed by the dislodged hairs. Kayden’s thumb slipped to the wrong button, causing his character to jump instead of block. He took five hit points of damage but continued as though nothing had happened. Lucas sucked on his neck gently at first, he tasted mildly of sweat and smelled of flowery shampoo, then his lips became more insistent, pulling at the skin and sucking on it until a mark began to form. The pink blotch got larger and darker and gained a couple of shallow bite marks around the edges as Lucas marked his territory more and more. Usually, Kayden was pretty shy about Lucas leaving signs of their private time for their classmates to see. Lucas couldn’t tell if his reason for not objecting was due to his stubborn focus on his game or because no one would see the purple bruise under his hair. His hands hadn’t stopped stroking Kayden’s inner thighs.

Having not received the satisfying reaction he thought he would, Lucas shifted tactics. His left hand pulled out from Kayden’s shorts and reached up to his thin chest, dancing along the material that covered it gently.

A slightly deeper than usual breath was the only indication that Lucas was making any kind of progress on his boyfriend’s concentration. But Lucas was not a quitter. His index finger traced a light circle around Kayden’s nipple, then again, and again, until the little bud in the centre hardened and poked through the material of his shirt. Lucas grinned into his neck - now he was getting somewhere. Kayden said nothing, but he hesitated when an orc swung at him and took ten hit points of damage.

With a viper-like pinch, Lucas grabbed the distended bead and rolled it between his fingers. A sharp gasping sound ripped from Kayden’s throat and his hips jerked forward once before he was able to take control over his body again. Lucas repeated the action, rubbing the nipple between his fingers roughly. This time, Kayden managed to stay quiet, although his hands had stopped moving about his console. A knight in blue and silver armour awaited his next command to the side of the screen.

Lucas pressed his lips together tightly, clawing back his annoyance with the dribble of patience he had left. Kayden couldn’t outlast him. He may be an experienced gamer but Lucas was going to win this game.

His right hand pressed deeper into Kayden’s shorts until he brushed the beginning lump of his boyfriend’s erection. He was winning this game.

Lucas wrapped his hand loosely around the outline of hi boyfriend’s dick and pulled on his nipple simultaneously, no tender touches any more. Kayden dropped the damn console, battle music still ringing out although now it was muffled under his laboured breaths. With his newly free hands he grabbed Lucas’s knees and braced himself against the torturous touch.

The console had been at least momentarily forgotten. Having finally been rewarded adequately for his troubles, Lucas gripped the now-hard member and bounced his hand in quick jerks that had Kayden’s thin hips jolting in rhythm with him. Little whimpering sounds began to drip from Kayden’s pouty lips and he tilted his head back to rest against Lucas’s chest, his cat-like eyes sliding closed and a bright blush highlighting his round cheeks.

“Which do you prefer?” Lucas cooed into his ear.

“Hmm?” Kayden mumbled, his hips rolling under his boyfriend’s hand and his gym shorts.

“Video games, or me?”

Kayden hesitated. Lucas pulled him roughly and his lower body jerked up from the floor with a stuttering moan. “A-ah hah!”

“Which do you prefer, Kayden?”

“I- I-”

“Answer incorrectly and you don’t get to cum,” Lucas warned before chuckling, “I’m a tough tutor, huh?”

“I have…” Kayden moaned softly mid sentence, long lashes fluttering. “Always preferred you.”

Without hesitation or break in hand movement, Lucas retorted, “I don’t believe you.”

Kayden’s face flushed redder than his uniform. “It’s true!” he snapped irritably. “Don’t make me say it again cause I won’t.”

Lucas smirked, mostly to himself as Kayden had returned to hiding beneath the hair that framed his face. He had not been expecting to get any kind of confession, so he still felt victorious despite his lover’s aggravated tone. He sped up, ready to drag Kayden through his climax, preferably kicking and screaming. He could give him pleasure that no console ever could.

His grip tightened and Kayden’s breaths got louder. He squeezed the ring just below his tip with every upward jerk and Kayden whined. He pulled on his puffy, distended nipple and bit into his smooth neck at the same time and Kayden came. His toes could be seen curling through his white socks, his thighs crushed Lucas’s arm between them, his head was thrown back with a few strands f brown-blonde hair clinging to his forehead with the lightest layer of sweat. And he cried out with his angelic voice, cracking just a bit at the end. Lucas’s hand continued to drag over him, slower and slower until he had finally wrung him dry. Kayden’s body slumped his full weight against Lucas, luckily he had never gotten that growth spurt his parents promised and he still fit perfectly tucked into Lucas’s chest.

Lucas leant down to nibble at Kayden’s ear before whispering, “from now on, play with me just as much, okay?”

Kayden made a noise that couldn’t be technically secured as agreement, but it was enough for Lucas. He understood Kayden in ways no one else did. And if he started giving his games too much of his attention again, Lucas could always find a way to steal the spotlight. He had no problem getting ‘hands-on’ with his lover if it were for the greater good. The greater good being his need for Kayden’s undivided affection.

Slow and delicate snores stole him from his thoughts.

He laughed quietly to himself - his boyfriend was just too cute. He pulled Kayden closer against him, supporting him gently and watching him sleep. Eventually, The console put itself into ‘sleep mode’ too.