Jeff had many questions, quite a few of them regarding what Kyle had just said about there being an “accident” and “them” trying to “fix it”. But the idea of what his brother meant by “taking care of him” in his newfound state was..... intriguing, to say the least.
Suddenly, Jeff realized something that had slipped his mind earlier. In Kyle’s words, “you’ve been hiding in that foreskin of yours”. Now that Jeff was more calm, cool, and collected, he was able to take a moment to pick up on something: he did indeed have a foreskin. One that made up a decent percentage of his new body mass, but a foreskin all the same.
At birth, much to his chagrin and sadness, Jeff’s mother had him- and Kyle -circumcised, mainly to do with advice from their aunt/their mother’s sister. The lack of intactness and sensitivity Jeff had faced his whole life as a result of this had always bothered him, but now here he was, an intact penis with a covered glans! Maybe the Chronivac had reverted him back into a natural penis, all attachments included.
Kyle frowned, thinking his brother had gone silent on him again. “Come on, Jeff. Talk to me. You want me to wash you off? Scratch any itches? Maybe..... play some more? Heh. Just, you know, tell me. I’m here to help you, buddy.”