Ahmad, in the throes of solitude, succumbs to the allure of self-pleasure. He starts by removing his shirt, baring his muscular torso. His hand trails down, cupping his crotch, feeling the growing heat. He frees his hard cock, letting it stand proud. He begins to stroke it, lost in vivid fantasies, his breath quickening. His grip tightens, his rhythm increases, his body tensing with each stroke. With a final, shuddering gasp, he finds his release, painting his chest with ropes of semen, a satisfied smile playing on his lips.