This story is the first in a series of stories between two people who met here on Literotica and future stories will lead into some transgender stories, a sci-fi twist, and just plain adoration between two consenting adults. The stories are a combination of both our interests in each other and erotic stories. They are also our first attempts at erotic writing, so we hope you enjoy this and future stories.
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Well, wasn't this just a fine mess, I thought to myself.
Looking around me at all the stores, buildings, people, hustle and bustle of India. So much to do, so much to see and here I was.......... LOST!
Well, I guess that is what I get, I considered. Less than two weeks out of the military and free to set my own course, I had chosen India.
It really did seem like a good idea at the time. I had spent time in Europe, in Japan, and throughout the United States, but when my last station was in Thailand and when the military had offered me a one way ticket home, all I had asked was.... "Do I have to use it now?"
The answer was no, it was a one time-one way ticket back to the United States that I could use at my convenience.
Tapping my pocket, I made sure everything was still there and smiling to myself, at least I am smart enough to avoid the pickpockets.
Back to the first problem, I was lost and I did not speak the local language. Now, that was probably not the brightest idea, but many people could speak a little English and I was doing pretty well with my translation book.
Walking into a small cafe nearby, I stumbled through ordering lunch and settling in to watch people. One of his favorite hobbies actually, the hustle and bustle of people going about their daily lives without one little concern for a twenty-two year old American enjoying lunch and a beer.
Finishing my meal, he set about finding a way to get back to the hostel. I had a small card I had written the address on, but now I had to find someone who could understand what he wanted.
"Excuse me?" I asked the lady behind the counter.
Nope, no luck there. Very nice lady and we communicated enough for me to order my food but that was the limit of our abilities.
"Hello?" a voice said from behind him. "Can I help you?"
Turning, I met an amazing face, a couple inches shorter than me but about my age and with the greatest smile I had ever seen. Stammering "Yea,.....umm... please. I am a little lost, I am looking for this hostel." Showing him the card.
"Wow, you are lost!" he laughs. "How did you get halfway across town??"
Laughing nervously. "Well, I just started walking this morning and ended up here this afternoon. Half way across town you say, well, that is problematic. Thanks for the information. My name is Bill, by the way." extending my hand.
"Deem" he responds, taking my offered hand.
Our hands meet and there is an instant of immediate calm between us.
"Listen, I just moved into town about a year ago myself for a new job and am still finding my way around. I was heading to the waterfront to browse the shops and check out the local scene. Wanna tag along? There will be more public transit available there" Deem smiled at me.
"Sure, why not?! Lead on." I reply
We spent the next few hours wandering the shops and markets around the waterfront.
Laughing with each other's dry sense of humor and sharp wits. Before we know it, the sun is near the horizon and we decide to grab some dinner. I find myself drawn to the dark eyed, dark haired man, now although I had always found men interesting, being in the military made it very difficult to take any actions towards finding exactly how far these feelings could lead.
We started drinking and laughing, then Deem suggested maybe to step into a club and see what was going on.
"Sure!" I said, not wanting the evening to end, although I was a little worried because the number of cabs and similar ways of getting back across town were becoming harder and harder to find.
In the club, Deem and I start drinking even more, laughing and even getting up and dancing with several other people during a song we both recognized. At the end of the song, as we were heading off the dance floor, I tripped over something and stumbled, Deem caught me and helped me stand back up.
Did he just let his hand rest on my hip a little longer than needed, I thought to myself. Just my imagination, I thought. Returning to our drinks, Deem sat a little closer to me than he was before, just over the music he asked "Having fun?"
"Yea, this is a blast and the company is great! Thanks for showing me around." I turned to him. Our faces are a little closer than normal, I obviously blush a little feeling the urge to lean and kiss him.
Now it was obvious that he was thinking the same thing.
Looking around, then turning back, expecting something, but Deem shook his head quickly.
