Meet Masanobu Sato, world masturbating champion. Actually, don't meet him. Cause that will just encourage him.
I am amused by the World Masturbatory Circuit's firmly (ahem) held belief that, if you speak about it formally, in terms typically used to describe track meets or athletic challenges, a masturbate-a-thon does not sound like a whole bunch of dudes whacking off together for an entire day.
I also love that this is what it took to outdo competitive eating. First, guys compete to see who can eat the most. Then, guys compete to see who can jerk off the longest. And we all know what comes next...Competitive pangs of regret and sadness, followed by competitive fitful sleep.