Brother’s Dilemma: Chapter 17

**Brother’s Dilemma: Chapter 17**
*By: SoleMann*

“You best get you but in gear or you’ll be messaging these puppies later.”

“Yeah, once we both beat you, you’ll have two pairs of feet to massage.”

I brush their taunts off and try to concentrate on winning the game. Normally this would be a dream come true scenario and I’d fake losing just for the chance to massage their feet for a month. But now just the thought of having their soft supple feet in my hands caused a twinge of pain down there from the stitches.

I now doubled my efforts, determined to win the game. Not only would a month’s worth of shoulder massages after a long day of gaming hit the spot, but the grueling pain down there due to having the object of my desire in my hands would be unbearable.

Just as I started to catch up to them, I noticed something out of the corner of my eye. Brit started nervously scrunching her toes and rubbing her feet together. This caused my attention to drift for a second, just long enough for me to lose control, and my guy to start to scrap against the guard rail slowing him down. The sound it made snapped me back to the game and luckily I recovered from it.

I was about to catch up again, when I felt something brush up against my hip. I glance to my left to see Lexi doing her usual leaning left and right getting into the sharp turns of the game. Only her soft little feet were so close to my side that they were accidentally rubbing up against it. This sent a tingle down my body followed by a sharp twinge pain in my fresh stitches.

This caused me to totally lose my concentration and my guy went spinning out of control and off the track, followed shortly by the sounds of the crowd cheering as both Lexi and Brit’s carts crossed the finish line.

“YES!” they both shouted out in unison.

“You suck! I told you we were just letting you win.”

“Now get ready for a whole month of massaging our feet while we just sit back and relax watching movies with you.”

Why, why, why did my dumb cocky ass have to up the ante? I squirmed in my seat, as the thought of losing the bet, and now being forced to massage their feet for the next month sank in. What normally should be heaven would become hell as my throbbing member would constantly be straining against my stitches the whole time.

I was broken from my thoughts when Steph poked her head into my room.

“So how’s our little patient doing?” she cheerfully asked. “Judging by all the commotion going on in here, I take it he’s feeling better.”

“Not as good as he was feeling a few minutes ago, before he lost the race and our little bet.”

The two starting laughing as Steph just gives us all a puzzled look.

“Well, you guys better wrap things up in here,” she states. “I’m just going to hit the shower real quick. Then I have to checkout out his bandages.”

“So have everything cleaned up and be out of his room by then.” She gets a coy smile on her face. “That is unless you two want to stay and watch?”

What the heck? She’s just kidding right? It’s bad enough having her do it. I don’t need an audience too.

“Eww… gross. We’ll be sure to have everything put away and be out of here long before then.”

As soon as Steph leaves the room, Lexi and Brit quickly gather up all controllers and put the game system off to the side so Steph has plenty of room to work when she gets back.

“Well, we’re outa here.”

“See you later for movies and a massage.” They giggle as they both head out of my room.