In the dim light of his room, Simbu, a young man with a hunger in his eyes, takes a seat on his bed. His hand wanders down to his crotch, rubbing the growing bulge there. He unzips his pants, his cock springing free, already hard. With a groan, he begins to stroke himself, his hand moving up and down his length, his breath coming in short gasps. He leans back, his eyes closed, lost in his own world of pleasure.