A young, uncut Tamil boy, his skin glistening with sweat, stands in front of a mirror, his reflection showing a lean, muscular body. His hand, dark against his lighter skin, grips his long, thick cock, stroking it slowly, his eyes locked onto the sight. His other hand wanders, pinching his nipples, tracing the lines of his abs, his breath hitching as he imagines the sensation of his cock sliding into a tight, waiting hole. His strokes become faster, more urgent, his grip tighter, until with a final, shuddering breath, he comes, his cock pulsing, his body shaking with the force of his release.