Brother’s Dilemma: Chapter 22

**Brother’s Dilemma: Chapter 22**
*By: SoleMann*

After another 30 minutes of grueling pain as my swelling penis continues to fight against the stitches, I hear the front door swing open again. Please don’t be just Steph coming back because she forgot something, I think to myself while shaking my crossed fingers.

“MOM! You’re back!” I hear my sisters yell.

“Hey girls, how’s everything going?”

“Just fine mom,” Brit says.

“And you’re brother?”

“He’s doing fine too,” Lexi replies. “Brit helped me get him back in bed, I made him some breakfast, and then the three us played a video game together.”

“That’s nice of you dear. I knew I could rely on you to take care of things.”

“Oh, before I forget, Steph said to let you know she changed his bandages before she headed out.”

“Yeah, I already heard dear.”

“What do you mean you already heard? Did Steph call you?”

“No, actually you’ll never believe who I ran into?” Mom pauses for effect, “My friend Danni.”

“And that would be who?”

“Oh, I’m sorry. She’s my doctor friend that did the surgery on your brother. I ran into her as I was leaving the mall.”

“Is that why you were gone so long?”

“Yeah… I told her it seemed like forever since we had the chance to hang and have some girl time. She mentioned she was free for the next hour or so, and if I’d like to go grab a coffee with her and catch up. At first I declined saying that I’d like to get back and check on how things were going your brother. But she said she had spoken with Steph on the phone recently about changing his bandages and that he was doing just fine.”

Doing just fine? Seriously, what is it with medical people these days, or is it just that being females they have no clue about what I’m going thru down there?

“Then Danni said something odd about as long as I’m back home before it’s time for him to take his antibiotics, especially after Steph checked his stitches, and she giggled…. I didn’t get it, so it must be some inside joke or something.”

Although it eased my mind at the time, I’m starting to regret Steph sending my doctor that video. Crap, and the doctor knows all about my fetish too FML.

“Anyways, we went to that new coffee place I’ve been meaning to checkout to relax and catch up for a bit. If Danni hadn’t said she needed to head into the office, we’d probably still be there just chatting away.”

What the heck mom, you had one job, and that was to pickup my meds for me this morning. But instead you go hang out with your friend while I’m just sitting here wallowing in pain.

“So… why don’t you two get your lazy buts off that couch and help me bring all the groceries in.”

Then I hear footsteps heading towards the hall and moms voice yelling down to me.

“Hey Son, I’ll be back to check up on you in minute, we just need to get these groceries in and put away before they spoil in the heat.”

Well, it’s about time she notices me. I’m so close to getting some relief and I don’t want to rock the boat, so I just yell back, “Okay mom.”

I hear the sound of the front door opening and closing a couple times as the three of them unload the groceries from mom’s car. I can then faintly make out the rustling and clanking of things as the girls start to put stuff away in the kitchen. They don’t seem to be in any rush, and I can hear them chatting and laughing amongst themselves. Come on, less chatting and more working, I’m dying over here.

I hear a chair slide against the kitchen floor. That must be Lexi, she’s never been tall enough to reach the top shelves in the kitchen. Then the sound of a chair sliding again, followed by the murmurs of more conversation. What the heck are those three doing in there? It feels like they’re taking forever to put things away. Or maybe it just feels like that because I’m fighting against the ever growing pain in my swollen penis.

“Well, we should probably go check on your brother,” I hear mom say as the kitchen chairs slide again.

I hear footsteps in the hall, and then all three of them file into my room.

“Your sisters have been filling me in. I hear you’ve had quite an eventful morning.” Mom says as she folders her arms and leans against the doorway.

“I guess if you call going to the bathroom, eating and gaming a little, eventful?” I reply.

“Well, for someone who is pretty much on bed rest I’d say it was.” She chuckles a little.

“Mom, enough! We can chat later,” I say cutting her short, in no mood for her nonsense. “Did you pickup my medicine?”

“Oh, of course dear, I believe it’s in my purse, hold on.” She then leaves my room heading down the hall to the living room. I’m left there alone with my two sisters just standing their barefoot. A fact I couldn’t help but notice, and that was starting to cause the pressure to increase down there.

Mom comes back into my room and sets her purse down on my dresser and starts going thru it. As she concentrates on doing this, she starts bending her knee back and forth, flashing me the sole of her lovely high arched bare foot in the process. I try to look away, but I’m fixated on the teasing motion of her soft supple sole as her foot goes up and down on her toes. This causes a sharp shooting pain as blood starts to flow to my already swollen penis increasing the pain tenfold.

“Oh no, I’m sorry son, I must have left your meds in my car.” Mom says after several minutes of going thru her purse while unknowingly driving me crazy from pain, as she casually taunts me with the high arched sole of her foot.

Between the ever growing pain down there since Steph screwed up with my bandages, plus getting little to no sleep over the last 24 hours, something inside of me just snapped.

“God damn it mom, how fucking stupid can you be to leave my fucking medicine in your god damn car.”