Flashback

This was going to get really hot. Girls fighting with pillows, it was going to make their bodies move. Their breasts jiggle, a lot. Oh god. Sam gulped, and looked at his member. He was so turned on. And the urges were growing now. It had been a long, long time since he had masturbated. He had left the habit years ago. But he was so fucking horny now, in front of five naked beauties. Women who were purposefully edging him... while not edging him at all. Endurance test!

He suddenly remembered why he had left the habit.

Long ago, when he was still in high school. He was a gooner. Porn was his playtime. He'd schedule his day and his other activities around watching porn and gooning. This was before he got a girlfriend.

So, one day he was home alone. He had an elder sister, who was an intern at a law firm and she wasn't home. He had working parents. He went up to his room. Opened up his laptop. Went to xhamster, and began gooning. One time. Two times. But as he working up on the third time, he didn't hear the door.

But it opened. And in came his sister!

It was an embarrassing scene, but his sister looked at him with such a disgusted look. It was imprinted in his mind and his heart. It never left him. The look haunted him. He genuinely loved and respected his sister. She was an inspiration for him. And when such a person looks at you the way she did, it does something to your mind. From that day, their conversations were very meek. Very nonchalant. It hurt him so much. He realized how bad masturbation is for him and for the relationships that he deeply cared about. Porn addiction, in general, was so bad. And so he stopped. He could never masturbate again, every time he tried to, his sister's haunting face came to his mind. He got nightmares of it.

So much so, he became depressed. One day, many weeks later. Looking at his depressed state, his sister confronted him about it. And he fucking broke down. He sobbed. And sobbed and sobbed. He was wasted, he wept clinging on to his sister. She melted that day, and forgave him. Although, she said: "I don't have to forgive you, since you did no harm to me. Just to yourself." After that, bro left gooning. Joined football. Wooed a girl.

"SAM!" Cassy jerked him by the shoulders. "Where the fuck you been!?" she exclaimed. He jolted out of his trance.

"Oh God... sorry. What happened?"

"We're beginning the battle. You're up first." Cassy said. Sam stood up.

He looked down at himself to notice that he was not as erect as he was earlier and his head had gone inside again. He looked up and by chance saw Sarah in front of him. She was looking at his penis too. She had a serious expression, but he could see her hands fidget. But when she saw him looking, she looked away and stopped fidgeting.

"You're up against her," Jenna said. "Aayra."

Sam looked at Aayra, the Muslim girl. She stood up. And took her pillow. Sam was handed his by Cassy. And Aayra smiled mischievously. Sam gulped. He looked down, his mast was throbbing strong once again.

Here goes nothing...