After a heavy storm, fallen trees block the only road into town. Dave is trapped in his neighborhood, and as an RN for the local hospital, he knows too many people depend on him to call out. Luckily, a helpful neighbor wielding a chainsaw comes to his rescue, but in the process of freeing them both, he is badly injured. Dave is only too happy to tend to those wounds, and in the process finds out exactly why his new lumberjack friend is nicknamed, 'Woody'.
"I'm guessing from the size of your hard on that you didn't get your nick name from your mom."
Right on both counts. The monster raging in his shorts was rising to goliath proportions. Ready for action. "The boys have called me Woody ever since they found out I have a twelve inch cock."
"Twelve inches, really? Can I see?"
Hearing the eagerness in Dave's voice nearly made him blow his wad right then. Not trusting his voice, he nodded.
Dave's soft fingers freed his shaft from his pants, caressing the skin from his smooth head to his round balls hanging from the base.
"Damn that feels good."
Watching the other man fondle his dick was the ultimate turn on. A pearl of clear liquid formed on the tip of his cock and the other man bent forward to lick it off. He groaned softly, and then wrapped his lips around his cock pumping him to taste more of his love juice.