Mark spent the better part of an hour trying to teach Zack how to walk in there new conjoinmnet. During that time, Zack always found someway to trip them. They spent most of their time on the floor than anything else.
Now, they find themselves again on the floor. Mark began pleading, "Please Zack just stand up. You almost had it that time."
Zack was stubornly sitting on the ground; Mark was trying, without success, to pull Zack onto his feet. "Mark, this position is hard to walk with for me. Not to mention this..." Because Zack was shorter, he had to lean backwards, and Mark foward, just so they could walk. This forced their dicks to be squashed together, even though they were wearing separate pants. "Everytime we move, our cocks rub. It is sooooo uncofortable. Plus my back is starting to hurt. Lets face it; I am too short for this conjoinment to work." He looked up into his brothers eyes with his perfect puppy dog eyes, adding, "Sorry Mark"
Mark couldn't help it when Zack did that. He sighed, "I guess your right." Mark then gave a crooked smile, "Maybe when you finally start growing..."
"Hey" Zack complained. He gave Mark a soft punch in the arm.
Mark ignored him. "...we can try this conjoinment again. So...until then, what conjoinment would you like to try next? I picked this one, so I will leave it up to you."