In the privacy of his room, this Indian youth, barely legal, loses himself in the pleasure of his own touch. His cock, hard and yearning, demands his attention. He obliges, his strong hand wrapping around the shaft, pumping slowly at first, then faster as his breath hitches and his body tenses. The room fills with the scent of his musk, the sound of his wet, eager strokes, until finally, he finds his release, his body shuddering as he coats his stomach with his hot, sticky seed.