The desi lad, in the privacy of his room, decides to indulge in some self-love. He strips down, letting his hard, uncut cock spring free. He takes it in his hand, feeling the weight, the heat. He starts to stroke, slow at first, then faster, his grip tightening. His other hand cups his balls, rolling them gently. He's lost in the moment, his breath coming in short gasps, his body tensing as he nears the edge.