Whispers of Desire: Anonymous Indian Boy's Bathroom Fantasy

The bathroom door clicks shut behind him, leaving the Indian boy alone with his thoughts and desires. The room is filled with the scent of soap and the sound of running water, a symphony that stirs his loins. He leans against the cool tiles, his hand finding its way to his throbbing cock. He strokes it slowly, his mind filled with fantasies, his body tensing as he nears the edge, until finally, he finds his release, his cum merging with the water at his feet.

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