Gaming Buddies Discover Each Other

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This is my first story on Literotica, and it is a True story, in that the people existed and the general idea of what occurs did happen. To me. I have taken some artistic license with events and changed names for obvious reasons. All characters are over 18 and portrayed as close as my memory allows to the events that actually took place, apart from embellishments here and there. The time frame for this story is in the late 90's, and both characters are in the military.

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"The Court will consider your proposal. In the meantime, take rest in our city and recoup from your journey. A runner will be sent when your presence is required," Eli intoned, in the voice he'd come up with for the character.

Wrapping up their tabletop play session, Sean handed out experience points and the players talked about their plans for their characters and what they'd be doing until the next session and munched on the remaining snacks together.

"So what do you think?" Sean whispered to Eli.

Eli scooted closer, "about the game so far? I think they're loving it, look at them conspiring about what they're gonna buy and stuff."

"Yeah, I hope they stay as interested as they are now. Your voice acting was hilarious by the way. I'm glad you didn't feel weird just sitting in and playing some NPCs for me."

"Dude, I had a blast! The profiles we came up with were the perfect starting point. Knowing how they fit into the local culture and political ecosystem was exactly the prod I needed to make them interesting."

"They were, too!" Sean exclaimed, wide eyed. "I loved the way you croaked that street beggar's voice," he imitated, "the guys all seemed to respond to it as well!" He could see Eli starting to blush as he looked away.

"Aw, I'm glad you liked it. I always used to do voices for my siblings back home. I always wondered if I could maybe do it professionally, like for cartoons and stuff. But that seems really hard to break into."

Sean nudged Eli with his shoulder, "you totally could. I'd definitely watch whatever you were in."

"What about the setting and story seeds you planted in that setting?" Eli asked, turning to look at Sean, "I mean, the world feels alive. There's all sorts of story hooks being dragged in front of them, from the criminal syndicates' operations they spotted to the Emperor's entourage rushing past. They don't know the details yet, but it's like we've got an entire world waiting for them to explore. It's wicked cool! Like being in a fully-fledged novel!"

"Well, I mean, I've been working on it a long time, and you helped!" Sean pouted. "I just wanted to make sure that any way they turned, we had a good set of characters and life-like cultures and ecosystems waiting to react to whatever the guys decided to do. And those characters largely came to life because of YOU!"

"Nah, man, all I did was add a voice and a teensy bit of personality to the amazing profiles you wrote." Eli said, "Your character sheets, backgrounds and even the whole backdrop of who these people work for, where they live, what they eat and such, all of it gives depth and flavor. All I did was breathe them out."

"Are you two done fawning over each other, or can we get to shopping and approving our character changes?" said one of the others, speaking up finally. The other three guys were looking at Sean and Eli strangely.

"Oh.. uh, yeah!" stammered Sean. Eli just blushed.

The others gathered around and started playing out the next moves for their characters as Sean mediated, giving them lists of what was available at each shop they visited. Eli sat back and watched with a smile on his face, enjoying everyone else's excitement. Sean looked back at him and grinned, and Eli winked encouragement.

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Eli slumped into his desk chair as Sean flopped sideways on the couch. "Dude, I never figured they'd have gone with that option, did you?" Sean moaned.

"Hah, you presented it to them. But, yeah, I think they may have an over-inflated sense of the party's abilities if they're chasing that particular lead," said Eli, pulling up their shared notes on Google Drive.

"I know, right? How am I gonna keep the Big Bad Evil Guy away from them long enough for either them to figure out that 'this way there be dragons' or for them to get strong enough to have a chance at survival?" Sean opined.

"Well, every evil bad guy has minions and lieutenants and layers of Big Bad Evil Deeds happening. Maybe show them one of those operations and have them chase it instead of the big guy directly?" Eli suggested as he turned and flicked on the TV and threw a movie into the DVD player for some background noise and perhaps inspiration.

"I guess. Maybe in following the lead they already saw, they stumble across a drug delivery to a local dealer or distributor?" Sean said, sitting up.

"Ehh... I dunno, it seems like an overused trope, and the whole war-on-drugs thing is tired anyway."

"I guess. What about prostitution?"

"Ha! They'd be more likely to enthusiastically take part!" Eli barked, sitting back down at the computer.

"Oh... wait... what if the prostitution ring was the end of a human trafficking funnel, and our guys don't find out about it until AFTER enthusiastically participating. Then they'd REALLY have motive to go after the cartel. We gotta build this out!" exclaimed Sean, getting up and leaning over Eli's shoulder.

They worked diligently most of the evening, fleshing out a whole crime family and structure of bad guys and their cronies. They traded off who did the typing, sometimes Sean taking over and tapping away at an idea while Eli nuked some food in the microwave, and other times Eli fleshing out character descriptions while Sean laid on the couch and fired off ideas. Before they knew it, the sun had set and it was AM instead of PM.

"Oh dude, it's really late. I have to get my uniform ready for tomorrow. I have an honor guard detail after lunch," said Eli, sleepily rubbing his eyes and stifling a yawn.

"Fuuuuuuck, I really want to keep at this. We're almost at a point we could be ready for the next session," said Sean, failing to stifle his yawn and causing a chain reaction in Eli.

"Quit yawning, that shit's contagious," Eli mumbled, playfully throwing a pillow at Sean.

"You quit..." Sean grumbled, stuffing the pillow behind him on the couch. Eli joined him on the other end of the couch and they sat watching the movie for a bit.

After a few minutes, Eli looked over at Sean and noticed his head bobbing. Sighing, he turned his attention back to the movie. As the credits rolled, he turned off the TV and turned to see Sean completely passed out, flopped over on the arm of the couch.

Not wanting to wake him, he gently moved the pillow out from behind his back and under his head, then lifted his legs onto the couch. Sean scooted back against the back of the couch in his sleep and mumbled something about "player initiative." Eli chuckled as he dug through his closet and found an extra blanket which he then draped over Sean gently. Clucking his tongue, he couldn't help but notice how cute his friend was as he slept.

Sighing and resigning himself to taking care of his uniform in the morning, Eli doffed his shirt and pants, killed the light and crawled into bed. I guess even dudes can be cute, he thought. And with that, he drifted away into another world of make-believe and fantasy.

***

As Eli drifted off to sleep, he thought to himself, "why the hell did I think he was cute? Why cute? That's a word reserved for girls and guys that girls like. Why the HELL did I think he was CUTE?" But, as sleep took him, the only thing he could picture was Sean's dimpled face grinning at him, and the look of serene peacefulness on his face as he snuggled into the pillow.

Tumbling through the initial stages of dreamful sleep, Eli found himself in a tavern, living out a scene from the game they'd played the day before. The adventurers all sat at a table on the far side of the tavern, exactly as Eli had imagined them. Eli stood at the bar, wiping the counter absentmindedly and looking for customers that might want an ale. The barmaid sashayed away from the bar carrying a few that he had apparently filled recently, delivering them to the adventurers. He stared after the maid, and something struck him as odd.

She was wearing tight-fitting hose and a loose tunic, much like many other men wore in his establishment. Her hair was sandy blonde and tied high in a bun and her shoulders flexed tantalizingly underneath the tunic. As she turned to come back to the bar, Eli saw something even stranger.

She had Sean's face!

His gaze shifted lower in a panic and he saw that this person had no visible breasts, but as his gaze shifted further south, he did lay his eyes on an entirely different kind of bulge. As he stood there, frozen and wide-eyed, Sean the Barmaid reached the bar and flipped up the countertop hatch to come behind the bar. He caught Eli's interrogating stare and quipped, "really, honey? You're gonna get all hungry on me now?"

Flabbergasted, Eli stammered, "Are you... is this..."

"Oh hon, did someone cast a stuttering spell on you again? Those student wizards are bastards, I don't know why you allow them in here," Sean said, shaking his head. He turned and bent over to grab some more glasses from under the sink and Eli was treated to a full view of Sean's round, firm ass and hip lines that cut in at just the right angle.

Muttering something about cleaning the bar, Eli turned abruptly and went to the other end of the bar, the sound of Sean's giggling receding in the distance. He was as good as his mutter, and continued cleaning the bar top, when out of the corner of his eye he spotted movement that screamed violence and heard Sean shout.

He spun around and saw a barbarian with his arm around Sean, hand firmly between his buttocks and apparently not letting go as Sean protested and spun in an attempt to dislodge the uninvited intruder. Eli didn't hesitate. He vaulted over the bar, knocking over a patron, and ran at the barbarian. He had no idea what he would do, only that he needed to help Sean. The barbarian towered over him, a brick wall of muscle and menace, but he didn't see Eli coming. Lowering his shoulder, he drove himself into the midsection of the barbarian, who shuffled sideways a few steps.

"Lookee here, boys! We have a new playmate!" the barbarian roared. Eli grimaced and did the only thing he could think to do. He punched the barbarian right in the crotch. THAT got him to let go of Sean, but now Eli had other problems. Namely, one donkey-punched and VERY pissed-off barbarian.

"Huh. Seems you need a lesson in manners, bar-man," the barbarian muttered as he raised his fist. Eli tried to duck out of the way, but the last thing he saw was a bright white light...

Eli jerked awake, his head throbbing. It was resting against the wall. Apparently in his thrashing, he had worked his way off the pillow and thrown his head against it. Muttering curses, he rubbed his sore skull and readjusted the pillow, willing himself to go back to sleep.

***

As light flooded in from the nearby window, Eli blinked sleep from his eyes and yawned. Taking a deep breath, he realized he felt something odd. He was laying on his side, and there was something on top of his side. He looked down and saw an arm.

Panicking slightly, he realized he felt warmth behind him. He slowly craned his neck around, only to be greeted by Sean's snoozing face, mere inches from his!

Now completely panicked, he tried to remember the events from the night before. He remembered Sean falling asleep on the couch. Did he crawl in bed at some point? What was with him snuggling up like this? He was practically spooning Eli!

Slowly Eli rolled over, leaving Sean's arm in place above him, and as he did, Sean snuggled in even tighter, lifting his head over Eli's other arm and burrowing in to his side.

Now, Eli had never been opposed to same-sex romance. Heck, lesbians were hot as hell, and gays were at least fun to be around even if he hadn't ever been interested. He had never thought of himself that way, though. His teenage years had been spent chasing skirt like a sex-crazed madman. His one major steady girlfriend had given up the goods with comforting regularity while they dated. But this? Eli was in brand-new territory.

Eli looked down at Sean's face, still dozing and half-conscious. He wondered if Sean even knew he'd done it. He wondered if his best friend was just snuggling up to -something- in his sleep, not aware it was Eli. He looked at the ceiling in relief, deciding to go with that explanation for the moment. Then he looked at Sean again.

"God he is cute," Eli thought. But this time the thought didn't cause unrestrained panic. He was strangely comfortable with the idea.

"I wonder what it'd be like to kiss him," came another unbidden thought.

Before he could even process that he'd had that thought, he leaned down and kissed Sean on the forehead. Nothing happened. He didn't feel gay, or somehow unclean. He lingered near Sean's face, his scent filling Eli's nostrils. He decided he liked it, and that thought was jarring in and of itself, but not enough to cause him to want to move.

Sean stirred as he felt Eli's breath tickling his forehead. He cracked open his eyes, smiled and leaned up planting his lips on Eli's.

Eli paused in shock as Sean's lips explored his, but in a split second he made the decision, "this feels good. Fuck it, I'm gonna go with it." He kissed Sean back, doing some exploring of his own. Their tongues gradually got involved, flicking into each other's mouths and seeking each other out, but tenderly, almost like each boy was having their first kiss.

Sean slowly moved his arm until his hand rested on Eli's chest, where he started to caress in careful, tentative circles around his best friend's muscles. Neither Eli nor Sean were what you would call gym bros, but both worked out regularly and practiced hapkido together. Being in the military, they were required to keep a certain level of fitness. As Sean explored Eli's chest, Eli moved his arm to cradle Sean's back, where he began to caress and explore. The kiss seemed like it would never end.

But, all good things must come to a middle, so they broke the kiss to breathe, and as they did so, Eli stared into Sean's eyes. They tried to communicate nonverbally all the things they were feeling as their hands continued to explore. A grin slowly grew on Sean's face and he tenderly reached back in for more of Eli's lips. Eli, confused but agreeable, obliged him.

As they continued to explore each other's lips and faces, their manual explorations began to get more adventuresome as well. Sean's fingers were now tracing the "V" from Eli's stomach to his waistband (he always wore boxers to bed) while Eli's fingers were preoccupied with verifying just how firm Sean's ass was, and whether it was anything like the dream he'd had the night before. It was.

Eventually Sean worked up the courage to start to gradually inch Eli's waistband down. Eli felt the movement and despite his trepidation, he decided to allow it. He was enjoying pawing at Sean's butt anyway. It was soft, but firm, and virtually hairless. It felt almost like a girl's! But he also felt a growing stiffness on his side and the realization of what that was jarred him more than anything yet.

He broke the kiss abruptly, "Sean, are you sure we should be...?"

"Shhh," Sean cooed. "This feels good. I've never done this before either, but damn me if it doesn't feel good. Can't we just see where it goes?"

Eli couldn't argue with that. It DID feel good. His hand continued exploring his best friend's ass and hips, while Sean gradually moved Eli's boxers down until they caught on his rather stiff and quite sensitive cock. Eli didn't know whether it was due to what was going on or just morning wood, but he was hard as granite! Laying his head back and sighing out a whispered moan, he pulled Sean tighter as Sean lifted the hem of his boxers over his throbbing prick and down to his thighs.

"Roll over a little, that way you can touch me too," Sean requested in a very demure, shy voice. Eli looked down and saw his friend was blushing and wouldn't meet his eyes anymore. He slowly, gently rolled over, taking his arm from around Sean's shoulders and placing it between them, and with his other hand, lifted Sean's chin and began to kiss him intently.

Their hands roamed over each other even more. Eli gradually slipped Sean's sweatpants down his butt and out from around his equally rock-hard cock. Despite Sean's protestations, both seemed reluctant to go the next step until Sean accidentally brushed the tip of Eli's cock, which was leaking pre-cum.

"Oh my. You are hard as hell," Sean teased, flicking the tip again with the tips of his fingers.

Not to be outdone, Eli ran his hand down Sean's natural "happy trail" and caressed the base of his cock, wrapping his fingers around to massage the sides of his balls. Sean rolled his eyes in ecstasy and moaned. Eli whispered, "I do believe you are hard as well, friend."

At that they both broke up giggling, though the caresses continued. As the mirth died down, what replaced it was whispered moans and gasps as each caressed and fondled the other. Their pace quickened and became more focused as they listened to how each other reacted to their ministrations, doubling down on what brought the most dramatic gasps or moans.

"I'm getting close," murmured Sean.

"Me too," replied Eli.

After a few more moments, Eli felt Sean explode in his hand, and a warm sensation splash against his lower abdomen and arm. Seconds later, unable to hold back, he similarly painted his friend with his cum. As they lay there, catching their breath, they stared into each other's eyes, both processing what had just happened.

Sean got there first, declaring, "roll back over onto your back."

As Eli laid back, Sean squirmed down and began kissing his pelvic area. Concerned that Sean might be about to use his mouth on Eli's recently-evacuated and still-quite-sensitive cock and balls, Eli looked sharply down, only to see his friend carefully, lovingly kissing and lapping up all of the cum on his belly and legs. He thought about it for a moment, and his first instinct was revulsion, but then another thought occurred: "it's just cum. It came from me and him, and I've had my tongue in his mouth all morning." So, he laid back and focused on the sensations, which were incredible.

Sean cleaned him, without touching his cock again, carefully avoiding getting any cum from HIS chest onto Eli. Then having kissed his way up Eli's chest, he began licking and teasing his nipples. Nobody had EVER done that to Eli, so he jumped at the sensation and how powerful it was. It was like electric shocks radiating from his nipples all over his body every time Sean's tongue teased them.

After a quick kiss, Sean then rolled over onto his back and Eli got the picture. He sat up and moved between Sean's legs and began to carefully kiss his way from his knees up towards his balls. He inspected his best friend's package, finding it to be as hairless as his bum, before glancing around his thighs and finding the first glob of cum.

The taste was... interesting. Not bad, not amazing. It tasted like salt and, well, like Sean. He quickly found the next one and lapped it up as well. As he worked his way up Sean's hips and tight stomach, he, too, avoided Sean's cock. "A step to be taken another time, perhaps," Eli thought to himself. Then he thought how insane this entire situation was. He still would never have guessed in a million years he'd be licking cum off of his male lover's body after giving them a hand job, but here he was. He decided to reserve judgement and continue exploring.