No

"Huh, not even you, Ben? You seemed so eager to help Rob originally."

"Yeah, well the stakes are a little higher now..."

You speak up, "hey Ben, I get it."

"Okay, well then this. is. about. to. get. awesome."

Round 4 (for real)

*Poof*

"AHHH!"

You both scream.

"What in the actual fuck!" Ben says.

In front of you, sitting in magically-appearing chairs, are your bodies. Well, at least from the neck down. Neither of these doppelgangers are willing to hide their (wait, your?) boner tents and even in the confusion and fear you grab a healthy eyeful of Ben's filled undies.

Man, he IS thick. Wait!

You look down at your body. It's still there.

"Let me catch you both up to speed. These are like, voodoo dolls, if you will. They're exact replicas of yourself and you'll feel everything that they do. See?"

He pinched a nipple from each of your clones.

"Ow!"

"Hey!"

"The game is, like my other games, pretty simple. First to cum loses."

"WHAT?!" Ben shouts.

You just swallow in fear.

Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god.

"Obviously you'll be playing with the other guy's turf. You have 5 minutes to make the other guy fill his shorts with cum. Good news, if you end up filling your clothes with cum you'll be quickly discarding them into your washing contraption to clean them!"

"That's not good news, man!" Ben was clearly taking this a bit worse than you.

"I know, I know. I can hear your thoughts. 'I'm not gay!' blah blah blah. Listen, this isn't about gay or straight, this is about winning, riiiiight? Sure, Rob is probably better at making a guy cum but you're straight so you should be able to hold out, yeah? And, Rob, as I said you probably are better at making a guy cum but the idea that every feeling your body will absorb is being administered by a hot dude!"

Then the last part was said directly into your mind, "and none other than your long-term super-secret crush, Ben!"

"So, are we clear on the rules?"

"Wait, what if neither of us cum!" Ben always was smarter than you.

"Good question, Ben. If neither of you cum then one of these helpful folks here will get a minute each. And if they fail then we'll start walking around the street asking more folks to lend a hand. In short, one of you is going to cum, one way or another, and that will be the end!"

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

So if I cum, which it's going to be hard not to knowing Ben will be doing whatever he plans on doing to my body, then I'm walking home naked without the ability to cover myself! People may take photos! So it's settled, I need to get Ben to cum. I'll use all my tricks. I just hope he doesn't go completely soft knowing it's a dude playing with him.

Wait, it's ME who's going to play with him. OMG. I'm going to get to mess around with Ben's body AND it's under the guise of this stupid, horrible, amazing game. OMG! But wait! That also means Ben is going to see me naked! He's going to go over to that voodoo thing and whip out my dick! He's never seen my dick! And I'm still hard dammit! No no no! It's a win-lose any way I look at it!

"Oh my god you two could write the world's longest and most boring novel with the thoughts in your head. Whatever, fuck it, BEGIN!"

We both just look at each other.

"I.. I'm not sure what to do man," you say to Ben. "I mean, we could just forgo the 5 minutes and let these folks have their way with us right?"

"Yeah.. that's true."