Matt smiled a big smile as he pronounced his wish on Mr. DeSoto. "Now you can -- you know -- even if I am not around," he suggested. As he looked over Mr. DeSoto's hairy, manly, muscley body, Matt wondered if he shouldn't put a similar wish on himself about being around hot guys.
"Is this wise?" Mr. DeSoto asked.
"Wise?" Matt replied. "It will be fun."
"But how will I get my size back?" Mr. DeSoto asked. "What if you aren't around to restore me?"
"Hmmm..." Matt tapped his finger. "You're right, that could be a problem." Taking the wand, Matt continued, "I wish Mr. DeSoto's size would be restored after every one of his orgasms." Before Mr. DeSoto could protest further, Matt looked out the window and saw his father drive up. "Gotta go!" Matt said, and he wished himself back to his own house.
Mr. DeSoto looked down at his soft cock and said, "Sounds like we're in this together." He got up and tossed on some clothes to head down for dinner.