Hello dear readers! I hope you've all been staying safe. I hope you all enjoyed the last chapter, we're almost at the point where Rainbow left off. With the original vision he had for the story and how much I still have left to write, I'd say we've got about five or so chapters left till the end.

Kingyaoiguy247: Well if that got you horny I can only imagine how you'll be for this chapter, especially the later ones I got planned. By the way, nice story so far. As much as I love straight smut, the fandom needs more quality gay stuff.

Tristen: Oh we've only just hit the tip of the iceberg for the craziness that will ensue for these two.

Now without further ado, let's get to the story.

Feeding the wolf

The rest of the work day went uneventful as the hours flew by and both males in the Loud family tried to sort through their mixed up thoughts and feelings.

Lynn didn't know what came over him in the elevator, he thought that he had his issues under wraps. That everything was under control and he had a handle on his feelings.

But what transpired in the elevator proved that things were far from his control. "You got a damn hard-on from your own son! You know the sick people who do that and you made a promise to never be one". Lynn thought to himself as he went through his work in a daze, only snapping out of it to have his lunch break with Lincoln.

But it seemed that Lynn's hopes of Lincoln not realizing what was going on in the elevator weren't to be answered. Lincoln kept acting off, like his mind was somewhere else anytime Lynn tried to speak to him. Lynn just prayed that his son was just feeling off or something and he didn't figure out that his own dad got a boner while he was grinding up against him.

By the end of the day Lynn was more than ready to head back home and forget this day, regretting allowing Lincoln to go with him to work, especially dressed as he was.

"Alright, I'm gonna go grab my lunch bag and clock out. Hopefully that storm is almost over with, I haven't been keeping track of it". Lynn said to Lincoln as the boy waited in the hall for his father to get back. "S-Sure thing daddy. I-I'll wait here". Lincoln timidly replied as Lynn disappeared around the corner.

"I must be losing my mind or something. There's no way dad got a boner while we were in the elevator. T-That'd mean he was getting turned on by me...his own son". Lincoln thought to himself as he leaned against a wall.

The boy didn't want to entertain the possibility of his dad thinking he was hot...even though Lincoln was doing the same not too long before. "No! Don't go back to thinking like that. I-It was just a random thought in the midst of an already messed up fantasy. J-Just hormones or something like that. Get a grip Loud". Lincoln told himself just as his dad made his way back.

"You ready to head out Linka?" Lynn asked as he held up his lunchbox and motioned to the entrance. "Y-Yeah". Lincoln replied and followed his dad to the front lobby. "Aw hell". Lynn breathed out as the two made it to the front. Lincoln wondered what his dad meant until he saw the scene outside.

Outside, the rain was unrelenting, pouring down the hardest that Lincoln had seen in his eleven years on earth.

"Well, before I say we just wait the storm out here, let me check what the forecast says on my phone. For all we know we could be waiting for it to let up for hours". Lynn said as he pulled his phone from his pocket. "Ha, that's what I was worried about...Maybe I should've checked the weather before we left. Sorry sport". Lynn said to his son as he looked at the forecast.

"I-It's alright...so what are we gonna do?" Lincoln asked. "I'm gonna see if I can still get us home in this rain, if it gets too crazy...well then maybe we'll stay in a hotel or something for the night. This storm won't be letting up till well into the night". Lynn replied.

"O-Okay. W-Well let's go then I guess". Lincoln said as he quickly made a dash for the van, Lynn following as fast as he could behind the boy.

After getting in the vehicle and turning up the defrost, hoping to clean up some of the fog on the windshield, Lynn put the wipers on and waited for a moment so he could clearly see out the window. "Alright, let's give it a minute and then we'll leave. You okay sport?" Lynn asked as he turned to look at Lincoln, still dressed as a girl.

"Y-Yeah. I'm doing good dad. Kinda wishing I brought a change of clothes now though hehe". Lincoln said. "You didn't think to bring your normal clothes for when we left my job?" Lynn asked him. Lincoln just shrugged in response.

After being able to see a bit clearer now, Lynn put the van in reverse and pulled out of the parking lot. The two were startled by a car horn behind them and Lynn realized he accidentally cut someone off when driving out onto the street. "Sorry". Lynn said aloud as he kept driving forward, squinting as he tried to get a better view of the road.

"You sure it's safe to drive dad? M-Maybe we should wait". Lincoln said to his father as he worriedly looked out into the storm. "It's supposed to be like this all night Lincoln, we might as well just try to power through it". Lynn countered. "But the house is like over half an hour away, and that's in low traffic. I can only imagine how long it'll take us in this weather". Lincoln argued.

"I'm sure we'll be fine. I'm driving carefully and there's no-" Another loud horn from the side alerted Lynn that he was slowly merging into another lane, almost hitting another car. "Ah, crap..." Lynn said under his breath as he focused on the road ahead.

The next few minutes were silent as Lincoln let his dad keep his attention on the road, the only sounds cutting through the void were the heavy raindrops pounding the van and the thunder in the distance. As Lynn narrowed his eyes in front of him, he noticed a pair of headlights coming his way. "That's weird I know I didn't drift into another lane again..." Lynn thought as he kept his eyes on the lights as they got closer.

As they kept moving closer, Lynn was scared for him and his son's safety, what was this driver doing?

A moment later and the headlights were getting dangerously close, and Lynn had to swerve into the next lane to avoid the car that came speeding his way. The two Louds heard a big crash behind them and Lynn figured the car had hit whoever was behind the van. Slowing down, Lynn looked in the rear-view and saw the accident, one of the cars flipped over.

"O-Okay, I'm not risking your life over this. T-There's a motel up ahead. We're gonna stay there till this blows over...Maybe the forecast will turn out to be wrong". Lynn said as Lincoln tried to calm himself down from the scare the two just had. Lynn turned into the motel entrance and found a close by parking spot.

Taking the moment to collect himself, Lynn took a deep breath, looking over at his son who was obviously still shaken over what happened.

"I-I'm sorry Lincoln...I should have listen to you. I-We...haaa, we almost..." Lynn couldn't seem to finish his sentence or didn't want to entertain the notion of him or Lincoln dying in a car wreck.

"It's okay...W-We're safe now. T-That's all that matters. Um, let's get a room and then call mom?" Lincoln suggested. "Y-Yeah, that's a good idea sport". Lynn said before turning the van off. "Let's go". Lynn said as he hopped out of the driver side, quickly followed by Lincoln.

Wanting to get under cover from the rain, Lincoln ran for the front door, and because of the wind, the back of his skirt was getting blown upward, giving Lynn another clear view of his son's ass. "N-No Lynn! Stop it already". Lynn thought to himself as he shook his head and caught up to Lincoln.

"What would Lincoln think if he noticed you looking at him like that?" Lynn wondered, but he knew deep down how his son would react. "Y-You're like one of those sick child molesters on tv!" His son's voice rang out in his head. And Lynn hated the fact that it wasn't far from the truth.

After what happened in the elevator and the way Lincoln was acting the entire day, Lynn just wanted nothing more than to give into his urges. Throw his son on the ground, tear off his panties and fuck him like crazy.

Doing his best to bury those thoughts, Lynn walked into the motel lobby, followed by Lincoln trying to dry his hair a bit.

Back at the Loud house, Rita was starting to get worried. Usually, Lynn called her right after he gets out of work. But that was over fifteen minutes ago and she hadn't gotten any word yet.

Seeing the terrible storm that was heading their way, Rita hoped Lynn and Lincoln didn't get caught in it. "I'm calling him". Rita stated in her head and quickly pulled out her phone. It rang three times before Lynn picked up on the other end.

"Hello?" Lynn asked. "Lynn, oh thank god. Are you alright, W-Where's Lincoln?" Rita worriedly asked.

"We're both good honey. But...well the storm is pretty bad, we almost got in a wreck". Lynn informed her. "What!? Is Lincoln okay? What happened?" Rita asked, now in full on panic mode.

"I-It's alright dear. We're both fine, Linc's just a little shaken up is all. But we're probably going to stay in a motel tonight. It's way too dangerous to drive right now". Lynn told her. "I don't know how I feel about that Lynn..." Rita said, the concern very evident in her voice.

"We'll be alright Rita, we'll stay the night and then be home by morning. The storm should blow over by then". Lynn told her. "O-Okay...um, make sure you get a room with two beds". Rita said. "Uh, okay why-Hey wait...A-Are you insinuating that? I...Rita I don't know how many times I have to tell you that It's under control". Lynn said.

"But how can I be sure of that Lynn? And this is our son we're talking about. One who you let go with you to work...dressed as a girl". Rita said. "I'm not talking with you about this now. Me and Lincoln are going to stay here, in separate beds. And we'll be home tomorrow morning...I love you Rita". Lynn said before hanging up the phone.

At the Loud house, Rita stood there, holding the phone to her ear, even though her husband had hung up a minute ago. "Please Lynn, don't break the promise you made to me". Rita said in her head as she looked out the window.

Back at the motel, Lynn left Lincoln by a waiting area while he went up to talk to the desk clerk. Pulling his phone out of the small purse he had, Lincoln started playing around on it while he waited for his dad to get them a room.

Looking at the battery, Lincoln saw that he only had ten percent left...and he didn't bring a charger with him. "Dangit...maybe this was all a bad idea. I just wanted to see dad's work...and now..." Lincoln lamented to himself, fully regretting his decision now.

Stashing his phone back in his purse to conserve power, Lincoln looked at all the boring magazines the motel had on a coffee table in front of him. As he reached his hand out, Lincoln was reminded of the fact that he was still wearing a skirt, a skirt that he'd be wearing the rest of the night.

"How did I think this was a good idea?" Lincoln thought as he looked around his surroundings. Just then a boy that had to be at least Luna's age sat down next to him, giving him a glare that Lincoln didn't know how to feel about.

"Hey there cutie...What's your name?" The boy asked him and Lincoln cleared his throat before speaking to him. "Y-You talking to me?" He asked, resuming his Linka persona. "I don't see anyone else here". The boy said. "My name's Jake, what's yours?" He asked Lincoln again.

"I-It's Linka". The Loud boy answered, feeling very small in the teen's presence, a small blush appearing on his cheeks. "So what you doing here all by yourself?" Jake asked. "I-I'm not alone. My dad's just over there". Lincoln pointed to Lynn by the desk, who was now making his way over to the pair.

"Come on Linc. I got us a room". Lynn said as he approached his son. The teen shot Lincoln a confused look. "I-It's short for Linka. U-Um see you later jake". Lincoln said in his feminine voice before getting up to follow his father. Jake went to give his number to him, but as soon as the boy turned back around, Lincoln and Lynn were gone.

The two Louds got a room on the first floor of the two-story motel. It was near the entrance so the two didn't have to walk too far.

After heading into their room, Lynn turned the lights on and set his stuff down on the bed closest to the door. Lincoln took that to mean the other bed was his, and set his purse on it, sitting down on the edge of the bed.

Lynn couldn't help but stare at his son's bare legs, Lynn wondered how smooth that skin must feel, and just what was hiding under that skirt. God, how much he'd love to just flip his son over, pull off his clothes and tear into that untouched hole. "Lynn get a fucking grip! You made a promise to Rita, to yourself. You can't give in now". Lynn thought to himself as he tried to rid his mind of those thoughts.

The man turned the television on, hoping it might distract him from what the urge inside was telling him to do.

Lincoln seemed to notice his father's distress and asked him if everything was alright. "Y-You okay dad? You seem a little...tense". Lincoln said. "I-I'm fine Lincoln. I...today has just been a bit draining is all". Lynn told him.

"Come on Lynn, why don't you have Lincoln help you...relieve some of that tension. I'm sure he'd love it". Lynn shook his head, he thought his feelings were under control, that the therapy worked and the urges were gone. But as he kept glancing over at his son, dressed up as a girl and looking so...beautiful… "Fucking hell, come on Lynn. Urges or not, this is Lincoln. Your son. You. Can't". Lynn reminded himself.

"I...I think I'm gonna use the bathroom real quick. Be right back". Lynn said as he stood up and headed into the restroom. Lincoln shrugged as he went back to watching tv, not thinking anything else of it.

In the bathroom, Lynn pulled down his pants and sat on the toilet. Sighing heavily, Lynn looked down at his half-erect member. "Why can't I get the damn thoughts out of my head!? I-It's not right". Lynn asked himself.

"Rita was right to worry. I'm a damn danger to my own son...no! No Lynn, you have it under control...you just have to-to relieve some of the tension is all. Like you used to do". Lynn thought as he gently gripped his cock and started to stroke it up and down.

"I know why it's gotten like this...it's cause he wasn't at that age yet...but now. Fuck, I really thought it'd be fine, that I'd be fine". Lynn thought as he kept jerking his dick. His mind then created a fantasy as he lost himself to the pleasure. The Loud father imagined his son, kneeling down on all fours on the bed, still dressed in that skirt and blonde wig.

"Come on daddy, let's just have some fun already". Lynn heard his son's voice echo in his mind, and he couldn't help the moan that escaped his mouth as he started pumping his shaft faster. Lynn imagined Lincoln using his hands to strip him of his clothing, undoing the button and pulling the zipper down on his pants.

As Lincoln pulled his father's pants and boxers down, Lynn's erect cock bounced out, nearly hitting the boy in the face. "Oh, it's so much bigger than I remember". Lincoln said as he gripped his dad's member. "Oooh, Lincoln..." Lynn moaned out, not realizing he said it aloud and the walls of the motel were as thin as back home.

Outside the bathroom, Lincoln looked towards the door, faintly hearing his dad call his name. "Dad? Did you say my name?" Lincoln called out. Raising a brow, Lincoln got up and made his way over to the bathroom.

As he got closer, Lincoln could see that his dad accidentally left the door slightly open, and the boy could see through the small crack between the frame and door. Lincoln's eyes widened when he saw his father.

The boy covered his mouth as he stared at his dad, sitting on the toilet, his pants around his ankles and his hand on his penis. "W-What? D-Dad is jerking it!? With me right here in the next room?" Lincoln thought as he continued to watch his dad, finding it hard to take his eyes off him. As he watched his father, Lincoln couldn't help but notice he was feeling a bit hotter, and his dick was starting to harden.

"A-Am I...getting turned on right now?" Lincoln thought to himself. "O-Oh yes, Lincoln...just like that". Lynn groaned out and Lincoln had to stifle his gasp. "N-No way...is he...is he doing that...to me?" Lincoln wondered as he bit his bottom lip.

Meanwhile in Lynn's mind, he had bent his son over the bed, hiking the boy's skirt above his waist. Lynn smirked as he stared at his son's ass, how plump and tight it looked. Not being able to resist, Lynn gave a light slap to Lincoln's ass. "Mmmhm, Harder daddy". Lincoln commanded him, and Lynn happily obliged.

Not wanting to wait anymore, Lynn ripped the panties off of Lincoln and groped at the boy's ass, spreading his cheeks.

Lynn licked his lips before kneeling down behind Lincoln and digging his face into the boy's ass. "Oooh god! Yes". Lincoln moaned out as Lynn started driving his tongue into his ass. "Gotta get my boy ready for the main event". Lynn said before continuing to eat his son out.

Back in the real world, Lincoln was getting uncomfortable in his panties and hesitantly pulled them down, his cock springing free. "T-This is so wrong...but, then why does it feel so good?" Lincoln asked himself as he started stroking his dick, starting at a steady rhythm.

The boy couldn't help himself as he started jerking his dick. For some reason that Lincoln couldn't explain, he was really turned on now, and seeing his father doing the same thing he currently was...it stirred something inside him. Eyeing his dad, Lincoln was starting to get into it as he stroked his dick faster, biting his lip to try and quiet his moans. The boy leaned on the door for support as he started losing himself in the feelings.

Lynn was getting close to his limit, rapidly pumping his shaft in his hand as his mind went wild with the fantasy of him and Lincoln together. And he was just getting to the good part. Lynn imagined himself standing over his son, his cock in his hand as he prepared to enter Lincoln's ass.

"Since I got you prepped, it shouldn't hurt much at first. Then you'll be feeling nothing but pleasure. Y-You ready?" Lynn asked as he guided his dick to Lincoln's entrance. "Y-Yes daddy, pound my tight ass". Lincoln said, and Lynn smirked before slowly entering his son, going inch by inch to give him time to adjust. "Ooohhh god! I-It's so big!" Lincoln exclaimed as he felt his dad's dick spread his hole.

But as Lynn would soon discover, all good things must come to an end. Just as he reached the good part in his mind, He was startled by a loud noise.

"W-Whoa!" Lincoln shouted out as he fell to the floor, not paying attention to how much weight he was putting on the door. Lynn watched as his son fell face first on the bathroom tile, his skirt flying up and giving him a clear view of Lincoln's bare ass.

Lincoln shook his head as he slowly sat up, getting a bearing on his surroundings. The Loud boy quickly realized he was now on his knees in the bathroom, the same room that his dad was masturbating to him in. "L-Lincoln..." Lynn breathed out as the two made eye contact. Lincoln's eyes couldn't help but travel down to where Lynn's member was, rock solid as it stood at attention.

Realizing what was going on, Lynn quickly covered himself, pulling his pants up. "U-Uh...I-It's not, this isn't what it looks like". Lynn said, the sweat very noticeable on his brow. Lincoln pulled his panties back up, standing in the doorway as he looked at his father with a mix of emotions.

"I-I...I heard you. Y-You were calling my name out". Lincoln told him. Lynn's eyes went wide. "I...N-No Lincoln. I-It's not-"

"Don't lie! I-I heard you. I...I saw you. Y-You were doing...t-that, while saying my name". Lincoln said, his eyes staring in fear at his father. Lynn contemplated for a moment on whether he could lie his way out of this. But he knew that Lincoln was a smart kid, and that there was nothing he could say in this moment to have his son believe him.

Sighing heavily, Lynn looked into Lincoln's eyes. "O-Okay...I-It's true, I was...doing that...while thinking of you". Lynn admitted. And even though he watched him do it, Lincoln was still stunned when he heard his father's confession. The boy started to slowly back out into the room, with Lynn worriedly following him.

"L-Lincoln j-just...give me a second to explain". Lynn said as he tried reaching out for his son. "Explain what!? T-That you were...you were jerking it to the thought of me?" Lincoln exclaimed.

"I...Look I'm not going to hurt you. I-I would never touch you like that. P-Please just sit down and we ca-" Lynn started before Lincoln slapped his hand away.

"Stay away from me! I...Y-You're sick. I-I'm your son and you-I, you're just a sick pedophile!" Lincoln angrily shouted, tears welling up in his eyes. "Lincoln please just calm down and let me explain". Lynn tried to say as he got closer to Lincoln.

"I said stay back!" Lincoln exclaimed before delivering a swift kick to Lynn's crotch. The Loud father doubled over in pain, the hard hit to his balls knocking the wind out of him.

"I can't be here anymore. W-What if tries something? I...I need to leave". Lincoln thought to himself as he used this chance to make for the door. The boy quickly swung the door open and ran outside, not even caring that the rain was still heavily pouring down.

"Ah, L-Lincoln! W-Wait!" Lynn called out as he tried to sit up, but just ended up falling back to the ground as the pain was still too much for him. Lynn was powerless as his son ran out in the storm, and what was worse, it looked like he left his phone. Lynn just hoped that Lincoln wouldn't run too far before he could chase after him.

"And do what? You gonna tie him down and fuck him now?" Lynn shook his head. "No, no I wouldn't do that to him". Lynn told himself. "And yet you just fantasized about doing exactly that, some father you are". As Lynn clutched his privates, tears started to form in his eyes as he realized the voice in his head was right, maybe he was a danger to Lincoln.

I hope you all liked the chapter, I'll try to have the next one out within the next few weeks. But you all know how it goes, sometimes life just gets in the way. Either way, I'll be updating Come back whole next. Sometime within the next week or so.

Until next time, stay safe out there ladies and gents and I'll see ya later.