Raghuvarang, alone in his room, gives in to his carnal desires. His hand, a familiar companion, wraps around his rigid cock. He teases himself, his touch feather-light, drawing out his pleasure. His body responds, his muscles tensing, his breath coming in ragged gasps. He imagines a lover's touch, their wet, warm mouth enveloping him, pushing him closer to the edge. With a final, powerful stroke, he finds his release, his body shuddering as he comes undone.