Indian Gay sex story — Substitute 2

Continued from Part 1

We did not say anything to each other the rest of the night. The next day, I took Kamini out to the pool for a swim. Kami wore a new black and white striped bikini that left nothing to the imagination. She said she bought it just to celebrate my cast coming off. She did look hot, smoking hot. I saw the way the other guys at the pool stared at her. Some of the guys wolf whistled as we left the pool. “Don’t strain that muscle dude.” “Don’t waste all his energy Kamini, we need him for the competition this weekend.” the guys laughed as we walked out. “Let’s go to my dorm, Tina is gone for the week.” So we went back to Kami’s dorm. “I’ve been waiting for this,” Kami said as she unlocked her door. As I shut the door, I grabbed Kami and pulled her into a passionate kiss. Damn, I thought, I missed kissing. I quickly rid her of her bikini, and picked her by her ass. I carried Kami to her bed. “Damn girl, it seems like forever, since I had you.” She tightened her legs around my waist as I lowered to the bed. “Then ‘cum’ and get me big boy.” With that, I deepened the kiss, shoving my tongue into her waiting mouth. I slid my hand down her side slowly, grazing her breast along the way. “Touch me,” she moaned. “Gladly,” I said as my hand cupped her ass. I kneaded her ass as I grinded my dick into her softness. I broke the kiss, and kissed my way down her beautiful neck, across her sexy collar bone, and licked a line between her firm tits. “Oh yes, yes, Swim, that’s it,” Kami moaned. I traced a line up one tit, and circled her taunt nipple before drawing it into my mouth. I knew what she liked, and was trying to make up for the last months. As I sucked on her nipple, I slid my hand down her thigh. As her moans of pleasure increased, I slid my hand slowly up to her already moist cunt. “You like it baby, you want my finger?” I asked her as I stuck my finger up her cunt. “Yeessss,” she hissed, “yes, stick it in me deeper.” I did as she asked, and slowly lowered to her flat stomach, kissing my way down. “Oh God, Swim, eat me, lick me, oh God suck me,” she begged.

“As you wish,” I said as I flicked my tongue across her clit. I licked her, running circles around her clit with my tongue. Her moans increased, I knew she was getting close to an orgasm. I plunged my tongue deep into her cunt, and pulled back out. I traced my tongue from her ass all the way to her clit, before thrusting into her cunt again, just as she had her first orgasm. “Baby, please fuck me now, fuck me now,” Kami pleaded. “As you wish,” I said as I shoved my cock in her cunt. Now I have never had an issue getting hot. I never had to stop because I could not get it up. But I suddenly found myself only semi hard. I pumped her several more times, and still nothing. “What’s wrong Swim,” asked Kami as she panted. “I guess it has just been too long, maybe I need a minute.” I stated. “Let’s fuck like we usually do, maybe that will help,” she suggested sounding a little frustrated. So I sat on her vanity bench, and Kami came over and knelt down. “This may help some also,” she said, licking my dick. As she began to give me a blow job, my prick began to firm up. As she took most of my dick in her mouth and started bobbing, I grab the back of her head and pushed balls deep into the throat. As she gagged and tried to raise up, I held her in place a moment longer as the vibrations from her throat felt better than ever. “Fuck you Swim, you know I don’t like to deep throat, you asshole.” Kami yelled. “I’m sorry, just fuck me.” I said. With her already lubed from her orgasim, she lower herself on my now very hard dick. “That’s it, fuck me harder,” I moaned to her. I grabbed a tit in my mouth and sucked, nipping at it a little. Kami moaned in pleasure, as that was what she liked. I grabbed her hips and begun to meet her thrusts with my own. We were really getting into it hot and heavy. Our moans and groans were just adding to the pleasure. “Let’s try a different way,” I asked as she orgasmed for the second time, still I had not. “How,” she asked breathless. “Just turn around, and let me fuck you backwards.” So Kami did as I asked, and lowered herself onto my still rock hard dick. As I increased the thrusts, she increased her moans. After about ten minutes, I could feel her reaching another climax. “Uuuggghhhh, yeesssss,” she hissed. Feeling a little cheated, I suddenly raised her up slightly, repositioned, and entered her tight ass. (Now we have done this only once before, and Kami did not like it at all, making me promise not to do it again.) “Ouch, ewe, no you fucking bastard,” Kami screamed, “STOP”. At this point a couple of thrusts was all it took before I was shooting stream after stream of cum, everywhere. Kami shoved off of me as cum landed on her back, ass, and my stomach. “Sorry baby, I did not mean to, it just happened,” I tried to explain as she cried. “Don’t fucking touch me,” she screamed as I tried to hug her to me. “Kami, I really am sorry, I was so fucking horny, and it happened. I didn’t intend to do it, I was just not thinking. Please, come here, please,” I begged her. She raised her tear filled eyes to me, and slowly walked toward me. “Don’t ever fucking try that shit again, or we are through!” she stated firmly. I pulled her into my arms, and lifted her up, carrying her to her bed. We laid down, holding each other, with me whispering apologies in her ear. She turned over and kissed me, and at that point I knew all was forgiven. I managed to pull her cover over us before we fell asleep, just in case Tina came back early.

So the next day I went back to my dorm, Manoj was packing to leave. I grabbed a few more hours of sleep as we fucked several more times throughout the night. (Make-up sex is AWESOME!!) when I got up Manoj said he decided to leave today instead of waiting until tomorrow, so he could beat traffic. “Have a great time bro,” I said as he was leaving. “Yeah see you,” Manoj said, sounding a little down. So for the next week or so, life was back to normal. Kamini practically moved into my dorm since her roommate was back, and Manoj was gone. The sex was great, but always seemed to be missing something. I think Kami began to feel it also. About the middle of the second week, however, I began to have problems with our lovemaking. No matter how much I pleasured Kami, she was never really able to pleasure me fully. Don’t get me wrong, she made me cum, but it just was not the same. I could not figure out what was wrong. On Friday night, we went to a party at a Frat house, not my usual thing, and we had a little too much to drink. When we got back to my dorm, and tried to get it on, I just could not get it up. “What the fuck Swim! Don’t I turn you on anymore? Is there someone else? That’s it, you met someone else isn’t it…who the fuck is she, tell me and I’ll kick the bitches ass!” she screamed at me. “There is no one else, I swear, I don’t know what the fuck is going on, but I don’t need you bitching all the time, is that all I am to you is your boy toy, your fuck buddy?” I screamed back. We had never had a fight like this, I am sure the alcohol had a lot to do with it. But I think it just made it worse than it would have been when it eventually happened, which I know it would have. “Fuck you Steven, if that is what you think, I’m not the one that can’t get it up!” she yelled. I do not think she has ever called me by my real name. “Fuck you bitch, maybe if you tried something new once in a while I could get it up, maybe I am just bored with you!” Kami reached back, and slapped me across the face and walked out slamming the door behind her.
I sat up all night trying to figure out what the hell happened. Over the next couple of weeks, I stayed to myself apart from practice and competitions. The guy on the team never asked me what was wrong, they just assumed it was the break up. I spent the rest of the time alone in my dorm. Unlike before, I became quite good at masturbating, what choice did I have anyway. I lost track of time, was in my own little world, not even realizing how much time went by. One day at practice, I just could not nail my dive, and the coach bitched me out. I walked back to the dorm in a pissed off mood. As I stepped into my room, time stopped for only a split second, Manoj was back.

Without stopping to think about it, I threw my stuff down, and ran to him. I pulled a surprised Manoj to me, pressing my mouth to his so hard I tasted blood. Manoj returned the kiss just as hard, forcing his tongue into my awaiting mouth. There was no need to say anything, our actions spoke for themselves. As I pressed my mouth to his harder, I no longer knew if the blood I tasted was mine or Manoj’s, but it did not matter, all I wanted was to get as much of him as I could. As we wrestled against the wall I had shoved him against, things began to heat up. I grabbed two handfuls of his soft wavy blond hair, pressing him even closer, as he reached for the hem of my shirt. We only stopped our kiss long enough to remove our shirts, and them pressed together even harder. I felt and heard a long low growl come from deep within Manoj. As Manoj began to dropped my shorts to the floor, I finally broke the kiss. Without saying a word, I think he thought if he said anything, the moment would be lost, I began a slow wet trail down Manoj’s incredible body. Inch by inch I tasted every bit of his skin as I could. I have never experienced a taste like it, sweet, but with a salty sweat taste. I halted my journey down his body long enough to pleasure both nipples, biting and pulling, twisting and licking each to a firm point. Then I began the long journey over his tight abs, and on down to the bald sweet spot I was looking for. And then for the first time, I grabbed some one dick besides mine. He was almost the same size as me, about 7 inches of cut meat. At first I just held it in my hands and stared. Finally I licked the tip, and experience the most erotic feeling I have ever had. I began lick from top to bottom, around and around. I engulfed as much as I could, but only got about 4 inches in. I bobbed on him for a few more minutes, and then moved to his perfectly balls. As I was sucking his balls, he grabbed at my head, and just rubbed. I think the shock of what was happening was too much for either of us as neither one had said anything up to this point. Both of us were however, panting and groaning, getting continually louder. As I released his balls, I placed my tongue at the base of his prick, at the top of his ball sack. Slowly, but firmly I licked a straight line up to the tip, sticking my tongue into his slit, like he did me. Manoj suddenly yelled, “I’m gonna fucking cum.” As he began to shot string after string of cum, I caught it all in my mouth, however, I only swallowed a portion of it. I had plans for the rest. As he finished cumming, I lowered my mouth to his ass. I slid my tongue through my lips trying not to lose any cum, and licked his asshole. Manoj cried out in pure ecstasy, “Oh fucking yesssss!” As I moved my tongue in and out of his hole, I made my move. I placed my lips directly over his hole, forming a seal, and spit his own cum into his ass. By this time we had ended up on my bed, and I raised his ass just enough to keep the cum in it, and then rammed balls deep into his ass. We both moaned, “oh yeaaa.” I looked at Manoj for the first time since I kissed him. I could see pure pleasure on his face. As I fucked his tight ass, I felt his stiff dick pounding against my tight abs. I slowly lowered myself to his neck, and kiss a trial to his ear. “You can cum on me this time,” I whispered into his ear as I swirled my tongue around it. Then we met for a kiss just as passionately, just as hard as the first one. As my thrust became harder and harder I felt both my balls and his begin to fill. With the most amazing orgasm of my life, we came at the same time. I collapsed on the bed next to Manoj, as my now flaccid cock slid out of his gaping hole. We laid like this for several minutes as we slowed our breathing, and our hearts returned to normal.

Manoj was the first to break the silence. “I thought I was just your substitute. I thought when I left, that it was over. You made that perfectly clear,” Manoj said, choking up. “I almost did not come back, I was going to transfer colleges because I did not think I could face you again.” I still had not raised my head, I did not want Manoj to see the tears falling from my eyes. When I did not say anything, Manoj stopped talking. After a few minutes, I gained control, and raised my head to look into his gorgeous blue eyes. “I had the worst three weeks of my life. I broke it off with Kamini, I fucked up my dive, pissed off my coach, and had no idea why. Until I opened that door and saw you. At that moment I knew what it was. I missed you. I missed being with you, even if it did not seem I was. Something changed that last time, you know, after I had my cast off. I no longer needed you, but I did not know yet that now all I wanted was you. I needed you for a different reason. I still do not think I am gay, or even bi, but you will never again be my substitute.”
Manoj smiled bigger than I had ever seen him “as long as I am not your bitch now,” he laughed. “No not my bitch,” I said giving him a jab to the ribs, “now you’re just my Manoj!” “Very funny,” Manoj said leaning to kiss me again. So that is how my last year of college began. Manoj and I had a very aggressive relationship. We still did not hang out with each other away from the dorm. We both continued dating girls, but never anything serious, and we never brought anyone back to our dorm. It was now a sacred place, just for us. We continued this way through the entire school year. As graduation approached, our relationship changed. We spend more time just being with each other, not always fucking. We fell asleep in each other’s arms every night. The night before graduation, we spent the entire evening making love. We continued well into the night. Before we fell asleep, we agreed to meet back here at the room after graduation. We planned on having on last ‘hoorah’ before I left. I was busy all the next day, greeting my parents, having lunch with them, and saying goodbye to friends and my swim/dive team. The dive I had been perfecting all year paid off at the National Finals. I was offered a place on the US Olympic dive team, my dreams were coming true.

It took awhile after the ceremony to break away, but I finally said goodbye to my parents, as I was driving home in my own car. I ran all the way back to the dorm room so we could begin our private goodbye. I opened the door to find the room empty. I dashed down the hall to the bathroom thinking Manoj was there, only to have my hopes flushed. I slowly walked back down the hall to my room. I looked at the empty side of the room, my stuff was already loaded into my car, and slowly walked to Manoj’s bed. As I started to lie down to take one last deep breath of his scent, I saw an envelope laying there.
‘Dear Steven, I just could not bear the thought of saying goodbye to you. I know that you will go on with your life, and I will go on with mine. Eventually we will shove this past year to the back of our

memories, only to bring them back occasionally when something reminds us of each other. Hell, I don’t know if I will ever be able to swim again without being reminded of you. I hope you understand why I could not meet you tonight, time to move on. Just know when you are standing on the diving platform, pausing to gain your concentration, I will be there with you giving you that added height you need to perform perfectly. You never know, I may very well have built the platform you dive from.

I will be watching from wherever I may be, watching as you rise into the air performing that perfect dive, making your country proud, but more importantly, making me proud to have been a part of your life. And then, I will be with you as you lower your head for the official to place that gold medal around your beautiful neck. And I will be there singing our national anthem right along beside you. As the flag lowers, and the world watches you tear up, only I will know the tears are for a different reason. So go and concur the world SWIM! All my love, your substitute, your Manoj.