The sultry air of Srirakaulam fuels the boy's inhibitions, his imagination running wild with images of toned, muscled men, their bodies glistening with sweat. He envisions their hands roaming, their lips crashing together in passionate kisses, the taboo of their union only heightening the pleasure. His strokes become more urgent, his breath ragged, as he gives in to the forbidden, painting his release onto his bare chest.