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.

***

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.

As he kissed his way up Sean's chest, the light from the window was making Sean blink and squint. He leaned over Sean's face and kissed him, their cocks now pressed together between them. Sean giggled through the kiss, "you're squishing me, big man."

"Sorry about that," Eli intoned in the voice he used for the barkeep, "let me fix that." Sean giggled even more as Eli rolled off of him and then lifted him in place on his chest, kissing him furiously. Sean moaned and started using his hips to rub their cocks together in a thrusting motion. They broke the kiss, breathless, and Eli whispered, "we... really should... stop... I do have... duties today..."

With a pout, Sean stopped his hip-thrusting and sighed. "I know. I was just really enjoying that."

"Fuck, me too. You know," Eli said, painting a serious look on his face (a difficult task with more than one cock straining against his abdomen), "we should probably talk about this."

"Later. You go do your thing," Sean whispered back.

"I won't be back until really late, and I figure we both need sleep after last night," Eli said, raising his eyebrows and letting his head fall back to the mattress.

Sean leaned forward and kissed Eli's jaw, "Then we can talk tomorrow."

With that, Sean got up, retrieved his sweatpants and boxers, tossed Eli's boxers at him with a grin and swept out the door without even getting dressed. He lived next door, so Eli listened as Sean opened his door and went inside. When his door had closed, Eli sat up and began to really wonder what in the name of hell had just happened.

***

The next day, Eli awoke and felt strangely sad that Sean wasn't wrapped around him. He'd dreamed again of being the barkeep with Sean the barmaid, but this time the dream was... very exciting. They'd committed acts on each other than he'd only seen in the odd trans or gay porn he'd clicked into while bored. He was still processing the wake-up of the day before, and didn't honestly have an answer for the question, "how do you feel about that?" To say that he was completely unable to process the dream he'd just had was an understatement.

He waited in bed for a while, wondering if Sean would knock on the door. No knock came. Shrugging, he got out of bed and brushed his teeth and showered, then as he was getting dressed, he wondered if he'd missed a knock. Pulling on his boots, he stepped outside and walked over to Sean's room. The light wasn't on, and he didn't see any movement, so he figured Sean had headed to the chow hall for breakfast.

Walking to the chow hall, his mind wandered to past experiences with girls and he tried to relive how he'd felt then. After having sex with girls, he'd felt accomplished, dominant and satisfied. Well, he thought, at least one of those is true of yesterday. I was definitely satisfied. But, why did he feel so apprehensive, so anxious? Was it wrong to have enjoyed his friend's company and his physical touch?

Eli had grown up in a strict Christian family, so he knew what his parents' answer to that question would be, but what was his? If God didn't want guys to be intimate, why did it feel so good? Why did Sean smell so good to him, why could he still feel his butt cheek in his hand, begging to be massaged and caressed? Everything about the experience had been good, but still Eli was anxious.

Arriving at the chow hall, Eli glanced around looking for Sean, but didn't see him. There was only one route to and from the dorm, so Eli got his eggs and bacon to go and started the trudge back. He kept running over the events of that morning and trying to figure out how he should feel, and just kept coming up blank. He really liked hanging out with Sean, and thought he was one of the most creative people he'd ever met, but did he like-like him? Even... love him? Nah... stay the hell away from that word. Eli had never said it to any girlfriend before, and had long resolved not to unless he intended to be truly serious with them.

All of his high school relationships might as well have been flings. Mostly, Eli chased girls because he enjoyed the chase, and because he enjoyed sex. His first had been at fifteen in the back of his parents' minivan in a dark parking lot, and as thrilling as it was, it mostly was so because he had succeeded. His chase had been successful. Certainly, he felt protective and even possessive of the girls he dated, but he had never been able to honestly tell himself that he "loved" any of them.

Back at the dorms, Sean's room was still dark. Gingerly, Eli knocked at the door and looked through the holes in the blinds on his window. No movement detected. Discouraged, Eli opened his door and walked inside, tossing the breakfast on his desk.

Had he made a mistake? Sean had seemed fine, even eager, when he left the other morning. Was he just not there and hadn't told Eli his plans? Maybe that was it. Eli sat at the desk and started eating, casually browsing the web looking for something entertaining. He clicked in to some videos of hapkido practitioners doing a form he had yet to learn, and watched them intently as he ate.

SLAM

Was that Sean's door? Eli paused, unsure. He slowly got to his feet and opened his door to look out towards Sean's room and saw Sean walking towards the stairwell.

"Sean! Hey! Do you want to come over and talk?" Eli shouted after him.

"Nah, not right now. I need to get some food and then I have to go see Sgt Carruthers about something." Sean replied with a half-turn in Eli's direction.

"We could eat together!" Eli suggested.

"Nah, that's ok. I'll eat at the chow hall," Sean replied, turning the corner to the stairwell and disappearing.

Eli's eyebrows furrowed in worry. This was unlike Sean, even before their little encounter the other morning. Now he was REALLY worried he'd done something wrong.

That worry ate at him the rest of the day, to the point that he wasn't able to eat. By the time he went to bed, he was listening for the slightest noise to indicate Sean was home, but he heard nothing.

Sean was definitely avoiding him, he thought.

***

Eli didn't see Sean at work the next day, but he rarely did anyway. He DM'ed Sean, "Hey, want to grab lunch?" and got no response. Absolutely overcome with worry, he got little to nothing done at the office, to the point his supervisor pulled him aside.

"Hey, are you alright? You've been really distracted today," he asked.

"Yeah, yeah, just dealing with some drama with friends," said Eli, telling a half-truth at least.

"Ok, well, if you need anything, let me know. Deal with the drama and let's get back on track, okay?"

"Yeah. I gotcha. I promise I'll be back on task tomorrow."

"Great. See you at PT?"

"Yep. Though, I have hapkido afterwards, so I'll probably want to take it a little easy."

"Ha! You know our trainer doesn't do 'easy.' I'll see you there," the supervisor said, walking out the door.

"Heh. Yeah," Eli muttered.

PT was every bit as much of a pain as it usually was, with their crossfit-obsessed trainer putting them through circuit training for nearly two hours straight. Eli was a sweaty mess by the time he arrived at the hapkido dojo.

He looked around, but he didn't see Sean. Utterly dejected, he took his place in the class as it was about to begin, and began stretching. As the instructor began the ritual greetings and opening of the class, the door slammed and in ran Sean, also sweaty. His uniform was a mess, and he changed quickly into his gi and joined the class as they were warming up.

"Where have you been?" asked Eli

"Busy, dude." responded Sean, without looking.

They completed their warm-ups and went through some basic technique reinforcement with the instructor. The class had students of all experience levels from white belted beginners to 1st and 2nd Dan black belts like Eli and Sean. After the fundamentals practice, Eli and Sean left the formation to help some of the less experienced students with their forms. As they passed each other, Eli noticed Sean glancing at him, but with a furtive, guilty expression.

Next came time to spar. For these exercises, students of like experience levels were always paired off to prevent frustration. Sean paired off with Eli, a determined look on his face. They touched gloves, and instantly Sean was punching Eli, and hard. Eli blocked most of it, but got caught several times. This was way more aggressive than Sean had been in the past. Eli decided to respond in kind as they reset, touched gloves again and Eli used one of his favorite techniques, an offhand feint that set up a question-mark kick. He caught Sean square on the temple and knocked him over. The rest of the striking session went that way, with them trading aggressive blows and being extremely forceful with each other.

Finally, the instructor called a halt to the carnage and set the class to grappling practice. Once again, Eli was paired against Sean. As they rolled and grunted, Eli began to notice a sensation in his back whenever Sean took it that he recognized: Sean had a hard-on! Shocked, Eli missed defending a choke and had to tap out. After resetting, he looked Sean in the eyes and noticed something else there: hunger. The very idea of it made Eli's cock instantly twitch. They rolled again and this time Eli caught Sean in an arm bar. As he released it, Sean raked his fingers across Eli's cock and Eli had to suppress a moan. They stood and repeated the process until the end of class. Sean picked up his bag and bolted the moment they had finished the end-of-class ceremony, leaving Eli to wonder if he'd imagined it all.

***

Back at the dorm, Eli went first to his room, dropping his bag and sitting on his couch, gathering his thoughts. "No... I'd better go face whatever this is," he thought, and with that grim determination, he got up and walked out the door over to Sean's room.

He knocked loudly on the door, "Sean? I know you're in there. Dude, please open the door," he pleaded.

After a few panicked moments, he heard movement and then the door opened. Sean stood there and Eli was shocked to see tears in his eyes! He gaped at his friend, "dude, what is it? What's the matter?"

Sean wiped his eyes and sobbed quietly, and stepped back to allow Eli to enter the room. The door swung shut behind him. "Sean, what is it? Is it something I did or said?" Eli asked, his lip now quivering as well. He had never seen his friend this upset and it was affecting him deeply.

Sean looked up at Eli and, through tears and with a broken voice stammered, "I just... I wanted to be happy about the other day. I had always dreamed of having a boyfriend, but my parents and now the stupid military are against it, and I worried that I had put you in a bad position by doing what we did and starting this. I don't want you to get in trouble too, I worried you'd hate meee..." he sobbed.

Eli blinked at his friend, processing what had just been said. Slowly, he reached out and put his arms around Sean and held him tight, his face against Eli's chest. "Sean... you are my best friend. I would risk anything to make you happy. I'd bury bodies, hell, I'd MAKE the bodies for you. I'd go steal the stupid balls hanging off of Chief Barnes' truck for you." He felt Sean giggle-sob into his chest.

"You're the most important friend I've ever had in my life. When Sophie cheated on me and broke up with me last year, you were the guy who comforted me and kept me sane. When I was bullied by the NCOs at work for having a thick, fast-growing beard, you bought me an electric shaver with a charger I could keep at my desk. You're my fucking hero, dude," continued Eli.

Sean looked up with a tear-streaked face, snotty nose and bloodshot eyes, "Are you sure you want be with me? I'm such a mess. I always thought I was bi, but I never had a girlfriend before. You were my first kiss yesterday."

Eli looked at him in shock, "are you serious? You never kissed anybody until me?"

"See, you think I'm pathetic," Sean sobbed, burying his face back into Eli's chest.

Rubbing Sean's back and kissing his head, Eli whispered into his ear, "No, Sean. I don't think you're pathetic. That was one of the best kisses I've ever had. You're a natural. I would love to have more of those kisses."

Sean looked up, "You mean it? I thought I was a wreck. I was just trying to do what I saw in pornos."

"Dude, as soon as I've cleaned off the snot from your face, I intend to kiss you thoroughly," said Eli with a smile.

Sean looked down at his feet, "and you don't think it's weird that I crawled into bed with you and cuddled with you and wanted to kiss you?"

Grasping Sean's face, Eli bent down until they were eye-to-eye, "Sean, would you believe I had a dream about you that night before we kissed? And that I wanted to kiss you too?"

"Really?"

"Yeah."

Wiping his nose on his sleeve, Sean threw his arms around Eli's neck and sobbed. Eli lifted him off the ground and set Sean's butt on his hips as Sean wrapped his legs around Eli. The sobbing gradually subsided as Eli rocked Sean and caressed his back.

Walking over to Sean's bed, he laid Sean down and said, "don't move, I'll be right back." He walked to Sean's vanity and grabbed some tissues. Sean giggled as Eli gently wiped away the tears and snot and drool that had caked his face. "Now," Eli said, "are you ready to be kissed?"

Sean threw his arms around Eli's neck again and whispered a pouty, "yes, please."

Eli let Sean pull him down into a sloppy kiss. His own smile never left his face. They lay there making out, caressing each other's faces for some time before Eli broke the kiss, "Okay... one of us is ripe from working out, and I'm afraid it might be me. Shall we get showers?"

Sean pouted and sighed, "could... do you think... you could join me in mine?"

Eli grinned, "you've been thinking about that this whole time, haven't you? Look at that tent you've pitched in your pants!"

"Don't tease me, you've got one, too," Sean groused, reaching down to grab Eli's cock through his gi pants.

"Yeah. I guess we should do something about that," Eli said, feigning resignation.

"Oh, is it going to be a chore?" Sean growled, poking Eli in the chest.

"Actually I was wondering if we'd even fit in the shower. These things are like broom closets," Eli said as they walked into the bathroom. "In any case, you are way over-dressed for a shower."

Sean looked at Eli, cocked his head to one side, stepped back and stripped off his gi top and bottom, leaving him in a jockstrap. Eli gawked as Sean turned around and bent over, giving him a full and unobstructed view of his ass and hole as he stripped off the jock. He was hairless on his asshole, too.

Sean turned around, saying, "and now, I think YOU are the one who is over-dressed." Reaching up to his taller partner, Sean pulled the gi top from Eli's shoulders, exposing his chest. Kissing down his abdomen, Sean removed Eli's gi bottoms as well, taking his boxers with them. Stepping out of his clothes, Eli gazed down at his lover and saw him gazing at his cock. "Even the other morning, I didn't realize how big you are."

"Me? I'm average, I guess. Never had any complaints before," Eli bragged absentmindedly as Sean kissed his way back up to his face and lips.

"Oh, I'll bet you've left a trail of satisfied lovers in your wake, Mr body odor. Go get in the shower. I'll be right there."

Eli turned on the water and waited for it to get warm while Sean kissed and caressed all over him. Stepping inside, he closed the shower door and watched as Sean went to the water closet to use the restroom. He looked around and found Sean's body soap and found himself interested in what soap his lover used. Memorizing it for later, he read the label and smelled it, realizing it contributed to the smell he enjoyed that morning when he kissed Sean for the first time.

The toilet flushed and Sean emerged, opened the door to the shower and said, "Hm... let's see if we can squeeze me in there." With some tiptoeing and readjusting, Sean and Eli shared the shower stream in the tiny cubicle of a shower stall. Eli was still holding Sean's body wash, and looked for a rag or loofah or something. Sean giggled and said, "you know, I don't think we have room for that. Why don't you just use your hands and body to lather me up, and I'll do the same for you."

Grinning, Eli squirted a handful of body soap into his hand and into Sean's hand and replaced it on the floor of the shower by dropping and kicking it into place. Snickering, Sean reached around to Eli's back and began rubbing the soap into his back and shoulders, creating a thick lather. Eli did the same, working his way down to Sean's tight little butt. "Need to get this nice and clean, I think," he muttered into Sean's ear.

"Mmmm, yeah. Make sure to get inside, too." Sean crooned in response as he brought some of the lather around to Eli's chest. Using his own chest, he scrubbed the lather into Eli, slipping and sliding in the heat of the pouring down on them.

Reaching between Sean's cheeks, Eli began to gently explore, soon thereafter finding his hole and caressing it. Sean moaned and kissed Eli's shoulder and neck as Eli practically lifted him off the floor of the shower on his toes. Teasingly, Eli gathered some of the remaining lather and using it as lube began to probe Sean's asshole.

"Ohhhhhhhhhfuuuuuuuccckkk...." Sean moaned into his ear while biting it. Sean apparently decided that he couldn't be the only receiver of pleasure, so he reached down and started to lather up Eli's cock and balls, stroking and teasing as he arched his back into his lover's hands.

"Mmmmmmm, you're gonna make me cum if you keep that up," said Eli, probing deeper and deeper into Sean's butt. He began thrusting into Sean's hands, eventually stopping his explorations and setting Sean down. Sean immediately went to his knees, and Eli was concerned he was going to try and take his cock into his mouth even with all the soap, but Sean continued to lather Eli's legs, butt and asshole as well. "Ohholyshit..." Eli muttered, bracing on the walls to keep his legs from buckling. "That is... a new sensation."

"You never got curious?" Sean asked, looking up and getting a face full of water and suds for his efforts.

"Nope," Eli moaned, "you're my first experience with it."

"Well," Sean sputtered, "at least I was able to give you a first of some kind."

Eli lifted him to his feet and pressed him against the wall, lifting his legs and wrapping them around his torso. "You're my first boy crush, and the first person I've cared about this much," he said, staring at him eye-to-eye.

Sean paused, staring back, and placed his hands on either side of Eli's face and drew him into a tender, passionate kiss. Eli ground his erect member into Sean's butt, feeling the suds wash away and Sean's own hard cock pressing into his belly. They kissed until the water started to run cold. Eli let Sean down gently, "Go dry off, and find me a towel!"

Sean giggled, "I think I may have a spare in here."

"I hope so! I'm not going back to my room naked!"

A towel appeared promptly, and Eli stepped out to dry off. Before he was done, Sean came over and took the towel from him, "I'll finish this, thank you." He rubbed and dried and worked his way down Eli's body, finally drying his legs and feet. Staring at the wobbling cock in front of him, he said, "I think it's time I did something with this."

Gingerly, he took Eli's throbbing member in his hand and started stroking and caressing. Eli leaned his head back and moaned. Sean kissed the tip, "I've wondered what this tasted like since our first morning together," he whispered. Then, he began to lick and kiss up and down Eli's shaft, briefly wrapping his lips around the tip and then dragging them back down and around.

He briefly paused to fondle Eli's balls with his tongue, giggling. "That tickles!" Eli shuddered, feeling himself getting harder and harder.

"Mmm but they're so nice!" Sean said happily, "they deserve attention, too!" as he continued showering them with said attention. He licked his way back up Eli's shaft and paused, "you should go sit on the edge of the bed," he said, looking up into his lover's wide eyes.

Eli complied, and Sean nestled himself between Eli's thighs, having dragged a cushion off of his couch to kneel on. He continued licking and dragging his lips up and down Eli's cock, then reached up and grasped it and brought the tip to his lips. Slowly, he took more and more into his mouth, flicking his tongue across the glans and frenulum. As his lips glided down the shaft, he sucked and stuck his tongue out to rub along the bottom of Eli's engorged tool, eliciting a much louder moan than before. Smiling around the meat in his mouth, Sean looked up into his lover's face, "THAT sounded like it felt good."

"Oh, you have no idea - oohhhhhhh - but you're gonna find out," Eli threatened as Sean took him to about 3/4 of the way down his shaft. "I am definitely gonna cum soon."

"Mmmmm," Sean replied. Using his hand to extend the stroke of his lips and tighten on the base of his cock, he began to take Eli in and out of his mouth, increasing the speed gradually.

"Ohhhhhfuck... I'm coming, dude.." Eli moaned. He jerked as spurt after spurt of cum shot out and into Sean's mouth, which kept moving up and down, but not as vigorously. Sean took care to avoid touching the head of Eli's cock as he swallowed every drop of cum he could. Very little leaked out around his lips, which just lubricated his efforts as he continued pumping Eli, gently milking every last drop.

Eli collapsed back on the bed, "FUCK dude. I have NEVER had my cock sucked like that. Are you SURE this is your first time?"

"I've always wanted to try that," Sean said, grinning as he joined Eli on the bed.

"You have got to be kidding," said Eli, turning to gather up his lover in an embrace and kiss.

Sean threw a leg over Eli's hips and started grinding their cocks together, exhaling in pleasure. "I still need someone to help me out," he hinted gently.

"So you do," Eli grinned, "give me a moment to recover from the best blowjob I've ever had, and I will do my best to return the favor."

"That... would be lovely," Sean grinned back, falling off of Eli to one side and laying back.

Eli gathered himself and rolled over to observe his new lover. He was slight, skinnier and shorter than Eli, but very trim, with well-defined abs and a gorgeous "V" running down his hips to his groin. His sandy-blonde hair was cropped short, of course, but he had a smattering of it above his cock, with a barely-visible happy trail leading down.

Eli started at Sean's mouth, kissing him while he used his hand to explore and caress his groin, legs and ass. He kissed his way down Sean's neck, stopping briefly to flick his tongue across his nipples, eliciting shivers from his lover. Spinning on the bed, he laid beside Sean and kissed his chest, abs, finally following that "V" down to his cock. Teasingly, he kissed the sides of the base of his cock and sucked a hairless ball into his mouth first, hearing the first moan from his lover in response. He reached across and got the other one, so as to not leave one un-loved, and then kissed his way up his cock.

Sean's cock was smaller than his, but no less fun for it. He decided to forego any further foreplay and just take the plunge by taking as much of Sean into his mouth at once as he could. As it turned out, that was most of it, leaving just a little bit at the base exposed. With Sean moaning and bucking his hips towards him, Eli backed off to the tip, circled it with his tongue, tasting that salty flavor of his lover, then plunged back down. This time, he relaxed his throat and managed to bump his chin against Sean's abdomen, his nose hovering over his balls. Circling his tongue around the shaft carefully to avoid his teeth, he slowly rose back up to the tip.

Sean was practically hyperventilating at this point, so he knew his lover was close, even if he wasn't able to articulate it. Eli used his hand and began to mimic what Sean had done to him, going down with his lips and using a tight grip with his hand on the base to stroke the rest of the way. It was only moments later that he saw Sean's balls begin to tighten and felt him swell in his mouth. The next moment, he felt the first spray of cum in his mouth. He sucked on the tip of Sean's cock while gently stroking down the shaft and back up, milking him for several more spurts and eventually just a steady dribble of cum, which he swallowed just the same as his lover.

He gave one last kiss to the tip before turning around to gather Sean into his arms and snuggle him in tight, just like that first morning.

"How was that, sweetie?" Eli asked.

"Fucking amazing, babe," Sean responded.

"You like it when I call you sweetie?" Eli asked.

"You can call me your sugarplum fuck-fairy if you like. I am yours," Sean cooed.

"Probably won't, but it's good to know," Eli chuckled.

"Can I stay in your room tonight?" Sean asked, with a concerned tone.

"You are welcome any time, any day, sweetie," Eli said, smiling. He saw Sean smile in response. "By the way.. would you mind doing me a favor?"

Sean opened his eyes, "of course. What is it?"

"Would you mind voicing the barmaid if the party ever gets back to it?" Eli said, looking away.

"Uh... sure?" Sean said, raising an eyebrow.

"Thanks. Sorry for the random request, but it'd mean a lot."

"You got it, babe. We'll funnel them back there eventually."

(To Be Continued?)