Masturbation Club and the Dance Studio

Cock hero was new but masturbation marathons were a thing. They promoted healthy lifestyles and money they earned went towards breast and prostate cancer. I started a competitive masturbation group. We would try to "outjerk" each other and increase our stamina. I got a dance studio to let us "practice" there while they "worked out" I say "worked out" because they were twerking classes. These classes would take place at night and the hot girls would wear extremely short "shorts" that went right up their asses. Sort of a thong thing goin. We would pay, not much per person, and pump our cocks to their shaking gorgeous asses. These girls were attention whores who convinced themselves that this was far from stripping. They would try to out twerk each other while we tried to outjerk each other. We agreed to rules like no cumming and to clean up after ourselves, of lube, pre cum, or accidental pop shot. At first they were cold to us, either ignoring us or being rude. Over time things relaxed. Part of why things relaxed is due to one of our group. He was a little retarded and a chronic masturbater. His Mom didn't know what to do with him. He would jerk to porn all day. She had him join the group for social reasons at least. Being with the group helped him to curb his time jerking and help him to communicate. The girls saw him change and lightened up. They were actually the ones who told us to have a few competitive stroking sessions where they would tease us and we would jerk to the last cock standing. As long as we popped on towels they were cool. In fact they got so cool that at times a girl would be shaking her ass in front of us real close, we'd pop, and a rope of cum would squirt out and land on their ass. They would laugh, we'd clean it off, no harm no foul. This whole thing ended when the asshole landlord raised the rent. He was a jerk to the girls and they hated him. They then used us to get revenge on him. Only girls would come up witht he plan they did. They told us the plan which involved us to promise not to jerk off for a week. That would prove difficult. So at the last night we were horny as fuck and the girls were having special extended twerk classes due to the closing. The had us jerk and jerk and jerk for the hour using all our training to impress them and build up our balls so they were full of jizz.. . Then for the next two hours we were going to cum. Cum and cum and cum, as much as we could. They wanted us to coat the place in jizz. They would wait til one of us was screaming that they were going to cum and then point to a place where they wanted us to deposit it. We would run over screaming while jerking to the spot to squirt. We came and came. The 8 of us had to produce at least 30 cum shots of different volumes. I know I came 4 times in the 2 hour period. Seems like every minute someone would scream "I'M CUMMING!!" and the girls would run, point, and yell "Over here! Pop pop pop!". We came on doorknobs, mirrors, all over the walls, and even the ceiling. Since the girls were joking about us hitting the ceiling with our spurts I got the ladder out of the back room, climbed up to the point where I was all squished against the ceiling, pounded it to the girl's encouragement, pointed my dick up, clamped down with all my strength, and had a painful squirt that made a long mark on the ceiling. It squirted across it and then hung down in a long sticky stream. Those chicks loved this. They jokingly pushed each other under it teasing each other that the sticky string of jizz would splat down on them. Having a bunch of hot girls teasing you, egging you on, and the chance of impressing them with your cumshot can do wonders. We were the painters, our dicks were our brushes, and our cum was the paint.

Since competitive twerking and masturbation marathons aren't a thing anymore I don't believe getting a group together like this anymore is going to happen.