Sumanth, in the throes of solitary ecstasy, explores his body with newfound hunger. He starts by teasing his nipples, pinching and rolling them until they're hard peaks. His hand then trails down, tracing the lines of his abs until it reaches his throbbing cock. He wraps his hand around it, feeling its heat and hardness. His strokes are slow and steady, building a rhythm that matches his racing heart. He lets out a low moan, his eyes closed, lost in his fantasy. His hand moves faster, his grip tighter, his body tensing as he nears his climax. With one final, powerful stroke, he comes, his body shuddering as he paints his chest with his release.