In the dimly lit backroom of a Delhi chai stall, a group of off-duty Sardar cops find a young, restless boy trying to pick up a fight. Instead of arresting him, they offer him a different kind of punishment, one that involves more moaning than screaming. The boy, though hesitant, is drawn to their confidence and the prominent bulges in their pants. He's pushed against the wall, his pants yanked down, as the policemen take turns fingering his tight, virgin hole, preparing it for the rough, deep thrusts that follow. The boy's cries fill the room as he's filled with thick, hot cum, each cop marking his territory, claiming him as their initiation gift.