Yes

"Of course I'll accept, bro. I just want you to be reasonable," You accept.

He seems to calm down. "Cool... so I'll see you tomorrow?"

"Yep."

He nods. "Kay, I'm gonna go brush my fucking teeth now."

"It's certainly a fucking mouth," you whisper to yourself.

"What?"

"I said peace, bro."

At home you lie awake thinking about the next challenge. There wasn't really any way you could rig the game in your favor. It was more down to luck and you just had to hope your load shot farther.

Wait! You just had an idea: you'll drink a lot of water before going over to Bob's and then your cum will be so watery it'll have to travel farther than Bob's! Excited, you go to sleep dreaming about the amazing deepthroat you're going to get.

You spend the next morning drinking so much that you're confident your piss could pass for tap water. When you arrive at Bob's though, you start to have some doubts - maybe you didn't drink enough.

"Dude, could I grab some water," you ask, trying to sound as casual as possible.

"Yeah dude, help yourself."

You make your way to the kitchen, where you start downing the whole bottle as if it were just a shot of vodka. When you're done you suppress a burp and find the trash can where you're greeted with a surprise - its filled with 5 empty water bottles! Looks like Bob had the same idea as you did!

Nervously, you head back and find a porno already rolling. Some skinny whore is trying to deepthroat a bbc that looks so big it probably wouldn't even fit up her cunt.

"Alright dude, here's the rules," Bob explains while rubbing his junk (you just had to sneak a peak), "We're gonna sit down here and jerk off like always. When we're ready, we step up to where the tape is," he gestures at the blue duct tape on the floor "and shoot. You can't touch the tape with your feet, but we can get as close as possible. Got it?"

He really though this through, you think. You nod and turn your attention to the porno. The bitch is gagging now, throat stretching trying to take the invading monster. Yet for all that she looks almost happy. You sneak a peak at Bob's cock and wonder how this is going to turn out. How you want it to turn out.

Bob starts moaning and gets up to the tape. You appreciatively watch his tight ass shake as he gets more and more aggressive with his fist. He lets out another moan as he finishes, but by that time your eyes are elsewhere. His sperm flies incredibly far - almost a yard in distance. You're not sure if you can win.

Either the show Bob just put on, or the intimidation of his distance, you're not sure witch, but one of them sends you to your climax. You step up, make sure to angle your cock right, and let loose.