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Mac didn’t ever think he would end up here in life, but to be honest, he wasn’t really that upset about it.
He was in one of the back bedrooms of the strip club he and the gang regularly went to. He wasn’t enjoying the women dancing, and after enough complaining, the gang eventually decided they could all do something else. All at once, their eyes had landed on the sex doll made to look like Dennis that was in the chair next to Mac, and they all silently agreed on what they would do next.
The bedroom consisted of a bed in the middle of the room, a small loveseat at the foot of the bed and a folding chair on the left side of the bed. Mac and Charlie were sat next to each other on the loveseat, and they made Dee sit in the folding chair, which she argued against but after one imagined comment from the Dennis doll, she complied.
Frank was on the bed, fucking hard into the sex doll. The others watched, not really wanting to get in on it with Frank.
Mac had his hands on his thighs and was staring down at the floor. He had no want to watch Frank fuck a doll made to look like his son; biological or not, it was weird. Charlie, on the other hand, had no problem watching, and was rubbing his erection through his pants.
“I wanna go next,” Charlie said, shakily exhaling as he talked.
“No, what? No, you’re not going next. I’m going next cause I’m the one who paid for it. It’s mine,” Mac retorted, snapping his head up to raise his voice at Charlie.
“Just go at the same time, idiots,” Dee interjected. “The thing has two holes.”
Mac and Charlie shared a look. Charlie shrugged slowly, silently telling Mac that he was open to it. Mac bit his lip and thought for a moment.
“Fine.”
Frank made a garish noise, pulling everyone’s attention back to him. He slowly got up from his slumped position and rolled out of the bed. Much to everyone’s displeasure, he took his time getting dressed.
Charlie took this as his cue to stand up. He looked at Mac before starting to get undressed. Mac swallowed nervously before joining Charlie and taking off his own clothes. Dee watched them as they undressed.
“Dee, stop fucking look at me,” Mac snapped. Dee recoiled a little, like she thought she was being sneaky with her staring.
“Okay, so who’s gonna be where?” Charlie asked, now fully naked.
“Well… I don’t really wanna fuck the hole Frank just fucked…” Mac said, stepping out of pants. He noticed Charlie quickly look at his dick before meeting his eyes again. It gave Mac a little more confidence.
“Okay, so you’ll fuck his mouth?” Charlie asked, like they were talking about the weather. Mac nodded. Charlie nodded back before getting on the bed, situating himself where Frank had been, between the doll’s legs.
“Oh, dude, I won’t need any lube or anything,” Charlie said, rubbing his fingers against the doll’s stretched out hole. “It’s so wet already.”
“Gross, Charlie,” Mac said, kneeling at the head of the bed behind the doll’s head. He grabbed the lube off the nightstand and squeezed some out onto his hand. “Can we flip him over? I wanna see his face…” Mac said the last part quietly, it was only for Charlie to hear.
Charlie would’ve made fun of Mac’s incessant crush on Dennis if he wasn’t so drunk and horny. He opted to staying quiet and helping Mac flip the doll over onto its front.
Mac quickly slathered his cock up with lube and slipped the head of his cock into the doll’s mouth, letting out a small groan as he did. He thread his fingers through the faux hair that felt just like Dennis’. He pushed further in, going slowly like the doll would feel it.
Charlie lacked such finesse, quickly pushing his dick all the way into the doll’s asshole. He groaned deeply, pulling out and doing the same thing again.
“Fuck, this feels good,” he threw his head back as he continued fucking into the doll fast and hard. The doll was slightly bouncing back and forth from Charlie’s thrusts, pushing it down Mac’s dick and then back up off of it just enough to give Mac some friction.
“Yeah, it does,” Mac sighed pushing the doll’s head all the way down his cock. He held the head there and fucked into the doll’s mouth. He let out a small whimper of Dennis’ name, which caught Charlie’s attention.
“Dude, can you imagine… if he actually let us do this?” Charlie asked, breathlessly, slowing his thrusts down to stop himself from coming too fast. Mac moaned at Charlie’s question.
“Yeah, would you like that, Mac?” The doll said to Mac. Mac whined, all high and breathy
“It’d be so great to just…” Charlie continued, “just to shut him up every once in a while.”
“Hey, stop talking about it like it’s Dennis. It’s just a hole to put your dick in,” Frank said, reminding the others of his presence on the loveseat.
“Shut the fuck up, Frank,” Mac grumbled, speeding up his thrusts. He tuned out whatever Frank said after that.
Mac and Charlie continued to fuck both sides of the doll, both of them moaning like they were competing over who could sound more like a pornstar. Dee watched, focused on them like she physically couldn’t tear her eyes away.
Mac felt his orgasm impending, and he started moving the doll’s head quickly up and down his cock. “Fuck… fuck, Dennis…”
Charlie held the doll’s hips tightly, now relentlessly pounding into it. He mumbled out Dennis’s name before spilling into the doll, groaning loudly as he did. Mac started thrusting his hips up to meet the doll’s head as it came down. He lasted a couple more thrusts before coming inside the doll’s mouth.
“Fuck…” He whined, looking up at Charlie. He watched Charlie pull out, and let out a small content sigh at the sight before following suit.
Mac looked down at the doll’s head and pulled it up by the hair to look at its face—Dennis’ face. He brought his other hand up to rub against the doll’s rubbery cheek, staring at it lovingly.
“Mac, what’re you doing?” Frank asked, leaning to the right so he could see past Charlie.
Mac dropped the doll’s head like it was something illegal he had just been caught with. His face flushed.
“He’s just being weird,” Charlie said, dismissively waving at Mac’s behavior. “He just misses Dennis.”