Bob picked up his cell phone and called his twin team mates Russ and Taylor. They came over to join him for a j.o. session. He offered them each a magic sock. They were kind of grossed out, but the socks looked and smelled clean. Bob introduced them to Erick, they balked at the living jockstrap which seemed to be hard a work on Bob's cock.
"Ya see this guy called Vinnie cast a magic spell. This sock is Erick's brother Carter, and this one is Ryan the allstar quarterback. And they're all super cock hungry. Ready for the best jock off session ever?" Bob asked.
"No shitting, it looks just like Ryan," Russ said holding the heel of the sock up to his face.
"Guess I get Carter," said Taylor taking the other sock.
"Man, this is great!"
"I never knew that a quarterback could be such a good receiver," gasped Russ.
"Hey, that's exactly what I said when I used him!" Bob laughed.
They'd all cum two or three times. Russ and Taylor's cum had all been absorbed, but Bob was feeling pretty slimy in his condom underneath Erick's hungry pouch. He could feel his jizz starting to ooze out. Well, he'd better act fast.
He dropped his jock to his ankles, standing erect with his condom clad penis bouncing in front of the twins, he placed his hand on each twin's shoulder.
"Bobby needs a new pair of shoes!" he said with a wicked grin.
Their tongues hung open as their mouths widened to accommodate Bob's size 10 feet. He smiled as he watched a swoosh tatoo appearing on the sides of their shrinking skins. Bobby had his new pair of shoes.
Now should he find Vinnie, or go for a whole new wardrobe?