In the dim light of the temple, Preet, a devout gay dasi, finds solace in his forbidden desires. Alone with his thoughts and a throbbing erection, he pulls out his thick, uncut cock and begins to stroke it slowly. His mind drifts to the image of his temple's priest, his body aching for the older man's touch. He imagines sucking the priest's cock, feeling it slide in and out of his eager mouth, tasting the salty pre-cum that beads at the tip. His stroking becomes more urgent, his breath hitching as he nears his climax. With a final, desperate suck on his fingers, he comes undone, his body convulsing as he spills his load onto the cold temple floor.