Indian gay sex story — Your ass is mine now

My name is Jackie. I was regular 18 year old kid, 5’11 45 kgs. I love playing soccer, I had just moved and I was forced to switch teams because of a new district. The spring season was about to start and I was nervous about meeting my new teammates. I arrived to practice early, in hope to make a good impression on the coach and players.  Practice went easier than I expected, they guys were awesome and we seem to click on all cylinders. I was surprised how I quickly I adapted to the pace of the group, and lucky I didn’t have to fight to hard for my position.
I was a center midfielder. I enjoyed the rush of scoring goals as much as the next guy but it was the building up of the play that I enjoyed the most.

One of my key targets was Kamaljeet Singh. Kamaljeet was a striker and one of the better finishers have played along side. It was like he danced with ball as he paraded to the goal.  Kamaljeet was a good looking kid, he was taller than most boys that age at least 6’3. He had short blond hair good physique and toned body. Kamaljeet was one the first person to introduce them, when I was arrived on the pitch that first day. He jogged up to me, his radiating smile in tow. He politely stuck out his hand and said “Hey, you must be one the new guys trying out. I’m Kamaljeet one of the captains.”I politely replied “Jackie nice to meet you”
His grip was strong, as we started to part his index finger gently grazed over mine, I thought it was be odd but I didn’t ponder to long.
(I’ll admit I was horny kid, always jacking off when I could, but I never thought anything but girls. Their tight pussy and voluptuous breasts and their passionate moans of lust as I fucked them make me hot. Yet I received an unnerving and stimulating feeling that excited me when Kamaljeet grazed my finger.)
Practices got more intense and Kamaljeet and I stated to become friends. We always trained together always pushing each other to harder and faster.  It was Saturday and today was our first game. The first half went smoothly, Kamaljeet connected on my pass to him. Naturally we over celebrated, lots of camaraderie but then something unusual happened. Kamaljeet and I embraced after the goal, we were quickly surrounded by our teammates, in midst of the celebration, a hand gently slap my ass and then firmly squeeze my left cheek in an alarming but erotic fashion. In all the commotion I was unable to tell where the hand came from. The rest of the game went smoothly we finished a 3-0 victory.

Most of the season went about the same.  Lots of hard practices but we were running the league. Being in the locker is part of the team experience. Lots of bull shitting, on the field always some type of horseplay. Coaches and players always touching each other, padding each other on the ass. A tradition I never understood, but I learned to accept it. When Kamaljeet played along with tradition, they were always an ode of intimacy. It was always an awkward and paralyzing moment, I felt excited and exposed at the same time.<
It was the last game of the year championship time, but we all knew it was going to be breeze. I finished with one goal and one assist, and Kamaljeet with two goals. A party celebration soon followed. The parents cheerfully celebrated such a meaningless accomplishment while us kids stuffed our faces full of pepperoni and orange soda.  While eating Kamaljeet turned to me and asked.
“Hey man would want to come over next weekend?”
Kamaljeet and I had become quite close over the last few months and I never thought anything of it when he asked.”Yea sure I said.
“Great, it will be fun” he added We collected our trophies and went our way.
I received a phone call on Wednesday, to my surprise it was Kamaljeet. Although we had been friends, we never spoke on the phone or did many things outside of soccer. We basically confirmed the plan for the weekend, I hadn’t slept over many guys house’s before never been my things, but since I was still fairly new to the area, and I would be in a new school next year so making friends was important.
Friday came around and I packed my bag for Kamaljeet’s house. I decided to sneak some liquor and a 6 pack from the cabinet and some roll blunt and porno mags I got from my older brother. I know it was bad but I was young and every once and while you need to let loose. Kamaljeet knew everyone so I figured impressing would help me meet new people when school started.

I rode my bike to his house, it’s only a few streets away. The night was pretty vanilla, dinner with the family and ice cream for dessert. We rode our bikes to the store and picked some snacks, mountain dew, the usual for of a night of movies and drinking. On the way home I told him about the booze, he seemed hesitant but I assured we would be careful as to not alert his parents. I wanted to light up so bad but I knew couldn’t hide the smell. We started with a few beers, and then I took out the whiskey. We slowly sipped; Kamaljeet was clearly inexperienced as he could barely handle a drop.  Every few minutes I would pass it around but it never felt like he actually drank any. After about 25 minutes I was starting to feel it so I put it away because I knew I couldn’t handle it.
The words were just pouring out of my mouth. I took out the old playboy mags and checked out all girls commenting on their tits and shit. We started talking about girls in our class, he told a few I should try to avoid as they were turning out to be whores in training. I asked if he had been with a girl, and to my surprise it hadn’t. He said he had a girlfriend, but all they had done was make out.
He asked “You done anything with a girl?”
“Just once and, a few blow jobs” I said.
I was getting so horny but I wanted to wait till until he was passed out. He reached for whiskey and took another swig.  I didn’t notice it before but he was getting pretty tipsy.
It was around 3 am when the movies finished. The affects of the booze were starting to wear off. Kamaljeet started talking about all these kids in our grade, told me about the douches and the punk the people he used to get into fights with. He was a big kid I figured most wouldn’t fuck with him, but I always look for a challenge. I started trying to egg him on; trying to see which one was stronger. I had to admit his big frame was hard too pin, but I lasted a while considering my smaller size, and the fact we were trying to remain quiet.  We were each trying to get the upper hand on the other. We were each trying to get the best angle and hold on the other. Eventually we were just in our underwear and sweat was gleaming from our bodies. After about ten minutes my strength was diminishing and I found myself pinned to his floor.  Then that intimately exciting and unnerving feeling struck me again.
I was caught in that paralyzing state the he usually left me in when he awkwardly touch or caressed me. Even still this was different than before. He gazed into my eyes with an unfamiliar look. It was something I hadn’t seemed before, but seems to freeze me even further. He had my hands pinned to the ground, he body weight was on me and I couldn’t move. He slowly grinded his cock over mine and then he lowered himself over me and put his lips on mine.
I was so shocked about what was happening, half of me wanted to fight him but what really worried me, was that part of me was actually enjoying it. I left him put his weight on me; I enjoyed his kiss and found it all to be quite passionate. Still, I had a nervousness in my stomach, I had never thought about guys in any sexual way, and the rush of all this panicked me. I still felt the carefree from the booze and allowed to embrace Kamaljeet’s advances. I started to allow myself to accept his kiss and give back as passionately as I received it. Our near naked bodies coiled together, when suddenly I felt the pressure of being lifted off one of my hands. Kamaljeet’s reached for his nightstand and grabbed something from the drawer. In the darkness I didn’t see what it was, and he kept me too focused on his kissing abilities. The object was quickly on the floor and Kamaljeet’s hand quickly probed for the waistband on my underwear.
This was a new and exciting feeling. Another man caressing my dick and ass, the loss of control was exciting and erotic. I felt my cock grow in excitement when suddenly underwear was at my ankles and my ass was lifted into the air. I had an idea of what was coming next but I was too horny to stop anything from happening, it was exhilarating. Kamaljeet reached for the object he searched for earlier, I now realized it was vaseline and the inevitable fact that I was going to be fucked entered my conscious mind.  I heard him lather his cock, and soon he fingered my hole. The gel was cool on my hole as he slowly entered me. It wasn’t long before he had two fingers fucking the insides of my tight ass. I felt so helpless, but I was in ecstasy giving myself up to his will. As he fingered my ass aggressively he kept saying “You like this you?” Do you like the way I finger fuck your ass, Bitch?”
I was surprised by his use of language, but it turned me on so I nodded and let out little moan as he thrust his third finger deep in to my hole.
“You ready for my cock baby” he asked.

I looked up in to his eyes and gave him a look and I pleaded for him to stop. I admit it felt good but the liquor in my body was leaving and I was becoming more rational. He noticed me second guessing the situation and that when he put himself on me again and kissed me passionately.  Once again I was under his spell and open my legs and felt his cock probe my hole.  He noticed my movements.

“Spend them for me baby, give me all you hole!” he said.
I let the comment slide as I was lost in the passion.
“Take a deep breath” he said as he slowly move his cock against my pucker.
He entered me slowly. He was extremely gentle; he looked me in the eyes and held me close as he went deeper and deeper. He kissed my neck as he slowly fucked me.  After a few minutes my ass had adjust to his cock and he was no longer gentle. He pounded my hole and continued to lick and suck on my neck. With ever thrust I let out little moans. He put his lips to my ear.
“Shut the fuck up” he whispered as he covered my mouth and then licked the side of my face.
He continued to pound my hole, I never felt attracted to men but the way Kamaljeet fucked made me hornier than any woman had before.
Take My COCK bitch!!!  You ass in mine now!  He said as he drilled faster and faster into me.

I realized I still had a free hand and I reached for my cock and started to jerk off. I was so horny that I knew I wasn’t going to last long. He thrust became more sporadic and forcefully, I knew he wasn’t going to last long.  The way he pounded my ass, it only took about two minutes for me to empty my load on my chest.  I could hear the change in his breathing; I knew he was about blow his load in my ass. I started to feel something warm in my ass and knew he was about to blow. He quickly took both and forcefully grabbed my hair and yelled “I’M CUMMING I’M CUMMING into my ear, as me made on last forceful thrust and I felt him erupt into the furthest depths of my ass.”
After, he finished we just laid there still intertwined with his softening dick still inside me. He released the grip on my hair and held the sides of my face. He gave one last probing kiss as cock plopped out of my used ass.  He got up and went into his bathroom to clean up. He put on his boxer and crashed on top of his bed, without so much as word or glance in my direction.
I glanced up to his ceiling and tried to figure out what had just happened. I made my way to the bathroom, my ass hurting like a bitch and I got ready for bed. I found my underwear and lay on the floor where my make shift bed was. I rolled on my side and tried to fall asleep, but I had so many questions and thoughts running through my mind. The last thing I remember thinking about was what was in store for the rest of the weekend.