"Yo, your Chad's teammates aren't you? So glad you could make his breaking in party."
"Oh, you must be Mack! Ray told me about your shindig. I'm not Chad's teammate, but Rick here is. This is so fucking lifelike, it almost like using the real Chad as a urinal. Aaah, yeah, and he only dribbled a few drops. Guess he was thirsty."
Mack burst into laughter. "I think you're the first to do that. Any other suggestions, we've only been face fucking him."
"He does give a mean blow job, but how about a rim job. If we stretch out his rubber tongue, I bet it could his the prostate. Heck, we can stretch his jaw between a guy's thighs and hook it on his balls. Then he can tease his balls and ass with his tongue before shoving it up the chute," Bruno said. Then he added, "Hey, Rick, you haven't cum yet. You want give Chad a go?"
Rick was staring at Chad reading his lips. "Help me! It's really me Chad! Mack's a psycho. No, don't let Brun-"
Chad was cut off by Bruno grabbing his tongue and stretching it almost 2 feet.
Bruno slapped Rick's chest to get his attention.
"You okay. Rick? Now drop trou and I'll position the trophy head to give you a ball and rim job," Bruno said.
"Uh. I dunno?" Rick said uncertainly.
Mack looked at him intently, and Rick felt uneasy under his gaze. He asked, "Is anything wrong?"
Rick wanted to say, Yes, something is really wrong. That isn't animatronic, that head really is Chad. But he was surrounded by Mack's friends and teammates. That Goliath was huge, and he was header this way.
"I guess I shouldn't have mixed drinks, feeling a bit queasy," Rick replied.
"A Chad rim job will fix that. " said Bruno, as he opened and lowered Rick's trousers. He backed Rick into Chad's face, reached between Rick's legs, grabbed Chad's lower jaw and pulled it between Rick's legs and over Rick's balls.
He whacked Chad's head, ordering, "Now eat ass, Chad!"
"That's so fucking cool. Rick's already rock hard," laughed Nick Machiavelli, "you two are going to be permanently on my guest list. "