* All persons in this story are at least 18 years of age *
Benjiro stood at the edge of the gym against the wall, lined up with his fellow teammates as they all observed one of the visiting Westside club members currently competing. It was a tall boy with broad shoulders and a long, skinny cock that he was pumping with an alternating hand technique. It wasn't against the rules since he only used one hand at any given time, but he would jerk himself strong with one hand and then switch to the other with no obvious pattern to it. Whatever he was doing, it seemed to work in his favor; he signaled his orgasm and was spurting a decent load within a minute and a half, carefully keeping his grip just underneath the flare of his cock head and very slightly rubbing himself there while he ejaculated.
"Damn," Kaori said to Benjiro as she stood next to him. "He's got your record beat I think."
Benjiro nodded nervously, acknowledging that he was up against another contender for the speed record. Without his trusty ball stroke maneuver, which was no longer allowed, he was not at the top of his game anymore when it came to being fast and reliable. He needed three or four minutes typically.
The tall boy sighed contentedly and threw his hands in the air victoriously while the coaches ranked his orgasm. He left his spent load on the floor in front of him and swaggered back to his teammates, who were lined up in the same manner as Benjiro's team only at the opposite end.
"You got this, bro," Sakura said, standing at his other side and slapping his shoulder. "Just focus and breathe. Time goes slower when you're masturbating."
Benjiro nodded, familiar with the common saying. She was saying that he needed to ignore the passing of time and just pay attention to the sensations in his dick. If he focused enough and was able to push out any anxious thoughts about how long he might be taking, then maybe he might still be able to pull off his old tricks and cum fast.
Their team still hadn't found any new members to replace Aiko and Junichiro, mostly because there wasn't enough time left in the school year and students were already well into their classes. No one would just dump another class that they'd spent months studying for, and this particular club required a bit more commitment than most were willing to give anyway.
"Team 2, you're up!" One of the opposing coaches called out for Benjiro's team to present their next competitor.
Kira walked over to Benjiro from a few feet away and smiled at him. "You can do it, Benji."
Benjiro smiled back and nodded confidently. On the sly, he noticed that Kira had turned to face away from the other team and had rotated her hips toward the wall, where she very quickly reached below her skirt and pulled her panties to the side for him to see. He was careful not to make it obvious but he appreciated the quick pussy flash. Even if someone had seen this happen, they would likely just think that she was discussing techniques with a fellow club member.
Benjiro stepped forward and undressed from the waist down, leaving his pants and underwear in a pile and entering the center of the gym. Both his coach and the opposing coach were watching carefully with their clipboards, and the other team was respectfully silent. The last competitor remained pantsless, as did all the others who had already competed. It was kind of a tradition to stay naked like that to indicate who had already cum and who was left. On their side, Izumi, Paolo, Hideki and Hina had already cum, leaving Benjiro, Sakura, Kira, Kaori, Onsu and Koji left.
"Ready?" Coach called out to Benjiro, nervously adjusting his glasses. He knew that Benjiro probably wouldn't be able to match the last boy's speed, as well.
Benjiro stood with his hardening cock out and his hand in the air, taking a deep breath and then lowering it to signal that his time could start. He grasped his manhood firmly in hand and began beating himself off. He was facing his fellow teammates who were lined up against the far wall, and could see the earnest expressions on their faces. They were silently cheering him on since no audible cheering was allowed.
"This is where it all comes together," Benjiro thought to himself.
Masturbating along with your fellow club members was one thing, in a small room full of friendship and fun, but this was what all the work was for in the end. He needed to prove himself here in front of everyone else, to cement his place in the country's fight against declining birth rates. He needed to become a well-oiled fuck machine that could cum on demand wherever and whenever it was required of him.
"Picture Sakura's pussy and asshole," he told himself. "Picture your cock sliding up her tight little butthole. Smell her sweet pussy. You're fucking her! Kira is watching us do it. She's masturbating and fucking her pussy with the biggest dildo you're ever-"
Suddenly Benjiro felt a twinge in his balls, surprising himself. Maybe he would be able to keep his title after all!
He made eye contact with Sakura across the gym and she nodded at him. He kept imagining how she smelled and what it would feel like to fuck her in the butt, how tight it would be and how long he would last jamming his cock up into her guts and going balls deep until he couldn't take anymore and spewed his brains out inside of her intestines. He purposely imagined it as lewd and obscene as he could, hoping the depravity would spur him on faster.
"You're fucking your sister!" he told himself, encouraging his orgasm. "You're deflowering her precious butthole!"
In a bit of shock, Benjiro felt his cum start building up inside of him and he signaled with his hand in the air and a loud grunting "Cumming!" as he started spurting thick and heavy shots of sperm onto the floor in front of him. He had to abandon his intense control of his ejaculations in favor of a quicker orgasm, but this didn't seem to affect his volume. He had a good six or seven strong spurts thanks to some intense practice sessions last night and this morning in preparation for this meet.
Once he was finished and the coaches tallied their scores, Benjiro heard his teammates clapping and cheering respectfully for him. He walked back to them and slapped hands with Onsu, his non-masturbating hand specifically. Onsu hadn't competed yet so he didn't want to get any fluids on his friend pre-match.
One by one, the team members finished competing one by one. Because the other team had two additional members, the scores would be calculated across the board and averaged out to make it fair. When it was Sakura's turn, Benjiro watched proudly as she bent down low and thrust her hips forward to play with both her holes. She came fast as well, not at record-breaking speeds or anything but it was a competitive advantage to go last so you could watch everyone else masturbate first and get even more aroused.
"I wonder if she thought about me," Benjiro mused.
After the meet, Coach took them out for ramen like he normally did. There was a ramen house that they frequented as it had a private room for them, which made conversation about club activities possible without making other customers uncomfortable. Coach always waited to announce if their team won or lost until they were all seated at the table, so they were eagerly awaiting that moment as they all found a chair and quietly waited. Coach stood and cleared his throat.
"First off," he began, rubbing his forehead anxiously, "I want to say that you all did a great showing. We were down two members, as you know, and I feel like our club still had a very strong presence at the meet. I'm proud of you all for being so diligent and keeping up with the classwork."
"Coach," Koji spoke up from across the table, "can you just get to the point already?"
Coach cleared his throat. "We won, of course."
