Caught in the throes of teenage hormones, an Indian boy finds solace in his private quarters. With a raging erection, he begins a slow, deliberate handjob, his grip tight, rhythm steady. His breath hitches as he imagines forbidden scenarios, his pre-cum lubing his strokes. The room fills with his heavy breaths, the slapping sound of flesh on flesh, and the occasional whimper. His body tenses, back arches, as he nears the edge. With a final, powerful stroke, he spills his load, his body shuddering with the intensity of his release.