Alone in his room, the Delhi boy unzips, his heart pounding with anticipation. He's no stranger to the touch of a woman, but today, it's just him and his throbbing member. He grips it firmly, his palm slick with pre-cum, and begins to move. His pace quickens, his moans fill the room, and as he nears the edge, he imagines a pair of soft hands guiding his, pushing him over into oblivion.