No...

Your mental fantasies aren't enough however and panic starts seeping in as you fail to beat any life whatsoever into you cold, wet noodle. The crowd is chanting Masina's name now and you see a smile playing on her lips as her knees grow weaker, precum dribbling from the head of her cock.

'Is she getting off on this?" You wonder before admonishing yourself.

'Get your head in the game man! Don't you want those thousand credits or not?'

A couple of the other contestants have already warmed up their members and are now stroking themselves off in earnest. For a moment, you wish for the first time that you had spent more time in front of your computer practicing your self flagellation skills.

'Yes!' You sigh with relief as your member finally begins to swell within your grasp.

"...and the Champ takes it out once again!" You fumble your cock in despair and turn as the announcer declares Masina the winner, a self-satisfied expression plastered over her beautiful face, spent cock still twitching in the open air. She glances over at your half swollen member and smirks briefly before returning her attentions to the crowd. A group of her fans cheer out her name, holding up signs saying things like '#1' and 'We love Masina'.

'Wait...is that cum on some of them?' You notice that a few of them look like they have purposefully positioned themselves to be in Masina's 'splash zone'.

"How about a big round of applause for our losing contestants folks. What a valiant effort!" The announcer claps her hand against the megaphone supportively, leading the crowd to do the same. One of the assistants politely slides your trunks back up your legs and escorts you, along with the rest of the losers, off of the stage.

'Looks like I need to browse some porn later and polish my skills...' You sigh, vowing to come back some day when you are feeling more prepared.