“did you have fun with your friends darling” my mum said while folding up my clothes “yeah it was good as always my team won” I answered feeli...g good about it“thats good sweetie, when your done come down and I will get you some dinner”“thanks mum wont be a sec”as I turned to look at my mum through the glass shower door I could see my mum looking down towards my cock through the fogged up glass then she left the room. I got out of the shower and dried myself and put on some shorts I didn't put a. Fourteen seemed to be what would do it for me. Not that anything had been done about it yet.Chet had been quite explicit about India being my opportunity.The LaLit Hotel unabashedly hosted a gay bar and strip club, Kitty Su, which I went to that evening. The place was crowded and I got a lot of attention. There weren’t that many non-Indians in the place that evening. I wasn’t really in tune with cruising bars, though, so I drifted around with a drink in hand and smiled at those who smiled at. I stood at the entrance for a few seconds, letting my eyes adjust to the low light, and listening to the music coming from the stage. There was a slight odor of weed in the room, which kinda surprised me, but I didn’t really mind. A nice buzz along with good music was always a good blend.The band was doing a slow, stripped version of Fool For Your Stockings, and I made my way to the bar thru the crowded table area. It was very dark and the tables and chairs were all full and close together, so. He grabbed his coat and headed out.It was pouring, drenching rain outside. Mitt could barely see through his glasses. He huffed and puffed, desperate to make the bus stop on time, his shoes making splashes in the puddles. Water was soaking his socks, drowning his feet. His stomach growled impatiently, and he saw several restaurants taunting him, way out of both his price range and his available time...."You are so amazing, Mitt! You always seem to know just the right thing to say!"Mitt smiled..