Brother’s Dilemma: Chapter 6

**Brother’s Dilemma: Chapter 6**
*By: SoleMann*

Okay… just calm down …stop thinking about all the foot action that was going on in the waiting room before you pop a stitch… after how today went, the last thing I want to do is have to go back there… just take it easy and stick to the facts…

My attention kept drifting between mom and Lexi’s feet, when suddenly my foot bliss was broken by a loud clank. The receptionist had over zealously slid open the small tinted window as she went to inform me that the doctor was ready to see me. I quickly turned away as I got up, so hopefully neither of them would notice the tent in my pants, and headed through the door. Like before, I was directed to one of the small rooms and told to change into the hospital gown and take a seat. Now came the second wait until the doctor finished up her other patients and got around to me. At least that would give me some time lose this chubby I was sporting.

No sooner had that thought entered my mind when the door suddenly swung open and the doctor came strolling in. Only this time rather then being in her scrubs, she was in her more professional looking outfit with her white lab coat over a light blue dress shirt and a knee length black skirt on. Her long legs were encased in hose and she had classic business black heels on. I almost had to do a double take to make sure it was her. She still had her hair pulled back in a ponytail, but she let some wavy strands loose to frame off her face giving her more of the sexy librarian look rather then the girl next door.

She told me perfect timing, the consultation before me went quicker than anticipated so she’d now have more time to go over things with us. Without any warning she immediately walked up to me and unceremoniously flipped my gown up to expose my privates. Seeing my chubby, she tried to hold back a smile.

“You happy to see me, or did something in the waiting room get your attention?”

She then gave me a pouty look. It was no win situation; it would’ve been awkward enough to admit that her new stunning look was the cause, let alone admit it was from the foot show mom and Lexi gave me in the waiting room. I just blushed and tried not to meet her gaze.

Relax she said, I was just messing with you to try and break the tension. She then proceeded to take my member in hand and told me that it looks like everything’s cleared up nicely and we shouldn’t have any problems going ahead and setting a time for the procedure. She just needed to go over the results of the test and more fully examine the area. But to put it bluntly, I wasn’t erect enough yet to do a proper exam, so I was told to just relax and lay back for a few, while she looked over my test results.

She sat down on the stool across from me, lifted her legs hooking one of her heels over that same chair rod as before, then crossed one leg over the other like mom had just done in the waiting room. She looked me right in the eye and spoke.

“If I remember correctly, this should help speed things along.”

She then dropped the heel of her free foot off and onto the floor, exposing her long lovely nylon encased foot. Despite how embarrassing the situation was, by the time she finished glancing over the results and letting me know everything looked good, I was at full mast.

She noticed this, gave me a coy smile, slid her foot back into her pump and continued on with the exam part of my consultation. She started manipulating my foreskin and jotting down measurements, so she could plan out how much excess skin she needed to remove. Too much and there wouldn’t be enough to reach full mast, and could cause painful erections afterwards for a year or more until the skin stretched out. Not enough and there would still be a fold and I would end up still having the same complications I’d been having down there. In any case, it was better to error on the side of the former then the latter.

Huh? Wait, what does that mean? But before I could get the words out, she turned, cracked open the door and said something to one of the nurses passing by, then sat back on one of the stools. Seconds later there was a knock on the door and I could faintly hear mom’s voice on the other side. She looked over at me and casually told me that I just might want to cover that up before mom opens the door.