Brother’s Dilemma: Chapter 26

**Brother’s Dilemma: Chapter 26**
*By: SoleMann*

As I lay there, now enveloped in the odor emitting from Britt’s shoes that she walked in barefoot just this morning, I can’t help but be get aroused by the aroma. My swollen manhood once again starts to spring to life, causing me to have a constant aching as it strains against my freshly stitched up penis.

I can’t believe a day that started so bright and cheery, with Lexi making me breakfast followed by her and Britt gaming with me, could turn into this nightmare. Not only am I suffering from my penis being swollen to twice its size from Steph carelessly removing the compression bandage too soon, but to find out my whole family has had a hand in doing this to me all along.

Well… except for dad, who’s been out of town pretty much for most of this. And maybe Lexi… although mom said Lexi was the reason that she made the doctor do her worst to me, she mentioned that only my older sisters had come up with the idea. But then why did mom say that Lexi was all up for helping her test me by going to my doctor’s visit with her? In any case, it didn’t sound like she tried to stop them either, so maybe she felt hurt after finding out that my fetish had a hand in us drifting apart.

As I sit there, alone and devastated from the morning events, I grab the remote and turn my attention to the TV in hopes of finding something to take my mind of things.

After hours of scrolling thru the channels, Lexi knocks at my door and enters the room.

“Dinners going to be ready soon, but since it’s been awhile, you should probably go pee first.” Lexi states dispassionately.

I can’t even look her in the eye after all that’s happened today, so I just nod my head in agreement.

Then without saying another word, Lexi comes over to my bed to give me a hand getting up and out of it. Only unlike this morning, it is twice as painful due to the swollen condition my penis is in. Eventually after a couple false starts and many jolts of pain, she gets me to my feet.

“I was thinking,” Lexi says calmly, breaking the awkward silence. “Since it was much easier when you crawled back from the bathroom this morning, you can just crawl there by yourself to take care of business. I’ll just wait her until you’re done, then you can just crawl back and I’ll help you into bed.”

Once again I just solemnly nod my head in agreement.

Lexi helps me get down on all fours, causing me even more pain down there in the process. Once down, I brace myself for the inevitable jolt of added pain I’m going to get once Lexi’s feet come into view. Only this time rather than looking down at her cute little toes, I’m met with the site of her ratty old gym shoes.

I then start my long lonely crawl to the bathroom. How offended or disgusted must Lexi be from what mom just revealed to her about my attraction to her feet this morning, that she’s covered them up so I can no longer see them. She even chose her dirtiest most disgusting pair of shoes, probably hoping it would turn me off even more.

I continue on my journey to the bathroom, do my business, and then crawl back to my bed. Once again without a word, Lexi painfully helps me up and into bed. She then leaves my room, and comes back shortly with my dinner, only to leave again in silence.

I sit there just staring at my food, not really in the mood to eat. This morning it was a cheerful “eggs and bakey”, now it’s just plop the plate on my tray and leave without a word. My stomach starts to rumble a little as the smell from the food overpowers the odor from Britt’s shoes. I guess my body is telling me something, and for a change it’s not something that causes me pain, so I take the hint and start slowly picking away at my dinner. Still not totally able to get my mind off of how upset Lexi seemed to be with me. Sure we’d drifted apart over the years, but she never showed any malice towards me like my older sisters, so hurting her hit me a little harder.

I’m just finishing my last bite of food when Lexi strolls in holding a glass of water.

“You all finished eating?” she inquires.

I just nod, still not really being able to meet eyes with her.

“Good,” she says holding her hand out with a pill in it, “because it says you’re supposed to take this with a glass of water after eating.”