Kyle couldint control his hands as they made short work of pulling his member out of his pants. He looked down at his new wooden dick and couldint belive what he was seeing. It looked like his dick had been masterfuly carved out of a piece of Oak. There was a beatful wood grain that ran up and down his dick. It was now a deep brown color. His right hand grasped his shaft his hand felt the ridges of the viens on his dick but his dick sat motionless. The head was buldged out and he rubbed it only feeling a deep pleasure but no feeling. He grasped the shaft and started to run his hand up and down his new member, each stroke filling him with more and more extacy. He couldint take it and started to shoot loads of dark sticky sap all over the floor. Kyle took his hand off his dick and had some sap on his fingers.