chapter 1: he loved them
"Fuck me!" He heard his girlfriend yell, well can't really call her his girlfriend anymore. after all, she was banging his best friend.
who was this sad soul hearing his girlfriend getting fucked by his best friend? Lincoln Loud. That's the poor soul's name. The only brother to ten sisters.
Jesus, don't you feel bad for him? well, you shouldn't. why was he ok with Ronnie Anne fucking his best friend Clyde? Simple. he broke up with because He was in love with someone else. specifically his older Sister, Lynn Loud. Lincoln was a kind person and he knew he couldn't be with Ronnie if he was thinking about being with his sister.
Lincoln was 17, the age of drinking, smoking, sex and partying. but it was not for him, Lincoln was pretty much the same since he was 11. the only thing he hated was his hormones going haywire. Lincoln remembered his first time masturbating. he was just watching porn as most boys did his age did. he was getting close to finishing but as he did he couldn't help but think about his sister Lynn. they way she was getting muscle. the way her Abs shined when she would sweat. the way her tits would bounce when she jumped or would play basketball. All of those factors mad him finish, but after he did her pulled up his briefs and he ran to the bathroom and he puked, he was disgusted with himself. sick to his stomach.
every time he would see her and every time he would imagine kissing her. Fucking her. Just fucking her till her brains were mush. he would throw up and hit himself for thinking those thoughts. he would hate himself. he didn't know what was wrong with him. but he hated it and at the same time, he still liked it. he loved those thoughts, to him, they were like the thoughts of little kids thinking about candy or cake. Was it sick? Yes. Did he care? Of course, he did. Did he enjoy the thoughts? the thoughts of fucking his older sister? of kissing her and seeing her nude body and slipping his tongue into her mouth?
Of course, he did. In fact, HE LOVED THEM...
