Neeraj, in the throes of adolescence, seeks refuge in his room, away from the prying eyes of the world. With a pounding heart, he dares to touch himself, his fingers wrapping around his stiffening cock. He gasps at the newfound sensation, his body reacting instinctively to his touch. His strokes become bolder, more confident, as he chases the elusive pleasure that he's only heard whispers about. His breath comes in ragged gasps, his body tensing as he finally finds his release, his cock pulsing as he coats his hand with his seed.