Hello dear readers! I hope everyone's been staying safe. I hoped you all liked the last chapter and that you enjoy this one. I know it's a bit small, especially after how long it's been since my last update, but I promise the next one will be bigger, and better.

smile: Yup, just you wait. The drama has yet to subside.

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

Gotta get away

The rain was coming down hard, not as crazy as when they first arrived at the hotel but still more than the boy should be dealing with. But Lincoln didn't care, he didn't know where he was running to, where he was going, but he just knew that he couldn't stay with his father anymore.

The man he thought he could trust, his own dad, was masturbating to the thought of him. So many different things ran though Lincoln's head as he sprinted away from the motel, hearing his father calling out for him.

But the only thought he allowed himself to focus on, was finding a safe place to hide out for a bit.

Things had gone from one high to one very far low in the span of the day. Lincoln had started out ecstatic that he got to go with his dad to work, then progressively the day just got worse and worse. Lincoln was really wishing he just stayed home, then none of this crap would've happened.

There was hardly any light out, the street lamps being the only source of luminescence in the night. "I don't even know what damn time it is. Let me check my phone". Lincoln thought to himself as he went to grab his purse. Only to realize that he left it and his phone back at the motel room, the same room his father was probably waiting to ambush him at.

"God damnit! I was so scared that I just bolted without a second thought. Sure it was almost dead but I could have used it to call...someone, anyone". The Loud boy then realized what this could do to the family, his sisters, his mom.

If he told them what Lynn was doing, it'd end up breaking their family apart. And if he just kept it a secret, how long until Lynn tried something with him, or one of the younger ones.

Lincoln shook his head as he wiped his eyes, trying to fight back the tears that were threatening to come back. "I need to get out of this rain, I-I think I'm far enough away now, gotta find someplace to hide for now". Lincoln said to himself as he checked his surroundings.

Spotting a nearby warehouse, Lincoln made a dash for the covered building and was thankful the door was unlocked. Quickly making his way inside, Lincoln shut the door and started to dry himself off. Making his way further into the building, Lincoln found that the warehouse only had two rooms before opening up into some type of loading area.

There were no walls in this section of the structure, only the roof overhead, the angle of which allowed the rain to hit the outer edges of the floor. "I...I guess I can wait out here for a bit…wish I had my damn phone though". Lincoln grimaced as he sat on the loading dock and watched the rainfall.

"I wonder if dad is even still at the motel...or if he's out here looking for me". Lincoln wondered as he sat there, his head resting in his hand.

Meanwhile back at the motel, Lynn Sr. was pacing back and forth, trying to think on his next move. Sure it was raining like crazy but he didn't want to follow Lincoln out with how scared the boy probably was of him right now.

Lynn knew he was going to go out and find his son but he just had to figure out how long before he did so. He trusted that Lincoln could take care of himself, what Lynn was trying to focus on now, was what to say when he found him.

"Hell is there anything I even could say? He caught me doing...that, to the thought of him". Lynn said to himself.

"It's one thing to catch your father doing that, but its a whole nother ball game to find out he was thinking of you while doing it". He added. Lynn could only imagine what was going through his son's head right now, how scared and confused he must be over all this.

Lynn knew he shouldn't have allowed Lincoln to go to his job like that. The man didn't know what he was thinking to go along with his son's plan, this whole thing was crazy from the start.

"Maybe it's because you were finally ready to give in to your dark passenger. To taste that forbidden fruit and defile that tight, little-"

"No! Shut the hell up already!" Lynn exclaimed, yelling at no one but himself as he pounded his fist against his head. "Why is it all coming back so strong? I haven't felt like this in...I don't even know. But this is different. It's not just some random kid I saw on the street, this is Lincoln. It has to stop". Lynn told himself.

"I'm weak, my family doesn't deserve someone like me in their lives. Lincoln doesn't deserve me as a father. Maybe once tonight is over..." Lynn's voice carried off as he started to entertain old ideals. "...Maybe once its all done, Lincoln is safe back home...it'll be time to end it". Lynn said to himself.

The Loud father waited another ten minutes before heading out into the storm, the rain starting to let up a little bit. Lynn was glad that there was a lull in the downpour, hopefully his son found somewhere safe to hide out. But now that he had his chance, Lynn grabbed his phone, and Lincoln's and made his way outside.

"Don't worry son, I'm coming. I'll get you home safe, and then you'll never have to worry about me again". Lynn declared as he picked a direction and started running, hoping to find Lincoln soon.

Back at the warehouse, Lincoln sat on top of a wooden crate, pondering the night's events.

"I still just can't wrap my head around the fact that dad was...ugh". Lincoln said to himself as he wondered what was going to happen next. Surely he'd have to talk to his father about it, no matter how much either of them wished to forget it happened.

"Maybe that's it, maybe dad will just want to act like it didn't happen, then we go on with our lives like normal..." Lincoln said as he stared at the floor, his mind slowly realizing that, that was not a possibility. "Heh, yeah I guess it is just wishful thinking on my part".

"You know you keep thinking what your dad did was so wrong, but are you forgetting that you were doing the same just earlier today. Not to mention that you were starting to again". That thought gave the boy a moment of pause. "I-It's not like that...I-I was just...It just kind of slipped in there. I didn't-I don't have a thing for my dad". Lincoln argued with himself.

"Yeah I'm sure you'd wish something else would just 'slip in there' Come on. I'm you we both know that you've thought about it before. Not just today". Lincoln frowned, he knew deep down that his head was right, he was just in denial. "I...but that's wrong. I-I still haven't ever done...that, while thinking of him. I-I-It's too...weird". Lincoln said to himself, not wanting to admit that he had a thing for his dad.

"Oh come on. You know how good that felt today, maybe you should try it again. See if it still feels...wrong, to you". Lincoln shook his head. "No I...I-I...I guess there is no one around". Lincoln said to himself as he looked around the building, not seeing anyone in site, and hearing nothing but the rain pouring down.

"M-Maybe real quick. Juts to prove that I'm not...into that". Lincoln said to himself as he gave one last quick look around, seeing that the coast was clear.

"O-Okay then..." Lincoln mumbled, lifting his skirt up and hesitantly pulling his panties down enough for his limp member to flop out.

Biting his bottom lip, Lincoln reached his hand out, gripping his junk in his hand and starting to stroke it up and down. "Mmmhm". Lincoln quietly moaned out as he started to gently pump the shaft, his member starting to harden in response to his motions.

Coating his hand with saliva for some light lubrication, Lincoln went back to pumping his dick, picking up the pace slightly as he closed his eyes, starting to think up a fantasy.

"You ready for daddy's dick?" His father's voice rang out in his head and Lincoln's eyes shot open. "D-Dad?" Lincoln whispered to himself as his mind wandered to the scene playing out.

Lincoln laid on the bed, still in his girly attire, his father hovering over him with lustful eyes staring down at the boy. "You sure you want to do this son?" Lynn asked him. Lincoln nodded his head. "Y-Yes daddy". He replied and Lynn moved in closer to his son, leaning on one knee between Lincoln's legs as he knelt over the boy.

Lowering his head, Lynn tenderly pressed his lips to Lincoln's, the boy moaning into the kiss as he reached a hand out to caress his father's face. Lynn stuck his tongue out and the boy gladly opened his mouth to give the man entrance.

"Oh daddy". Lincoln moaned as the two broke the kiss and Lynn went to undoing the boy's top, Lincoln doing the same. The two's shirts were quickly tossed to the side as they resumed their make out session, their hands roaming each other's bodies.

Back in the real world, Lincoln's dick was now fully erect, a fact that the boy was not going to focus on. He was now pumping his shaft in a faster pace, using his other hand to roam over his body as he got more into the fantasy, laying himself back against the crate and closing his eyes once more.

In his mind, both him and Lynn were now fully undressed, the boy straddling his father's waist as he peppered kisses along his dad's neck. "Mmmhm, Lincoln". Lynn moaned as the boy kept trailing kisses from his neck to his chest, stopping for a moment to lick at the man's hardened nipples. All the while, Lynn's dick was sliding up and down the crease of Lincoln's ass, rubbing against his hole with every movement.

Lynn gripped his son's ass cheeks as the boy kept moving his mouth further south, kissing and licking any tender spot of flesh he could.

Outside of his fantasy, Lincoln was steadily reaching his limit, small beads of pre-cum leaking from his tip as his hand furiously pumped his shaft.

In his head, the boy was now on all fours on the bed, his father standing behind him with his dick pointed at his son's entrance. "You ready for this Lincoln?" Lynn asked, really wanting to just shove it in but also wanting to make sure his son was really wanting this.

"Yes, please daddy. Give it to me". Lincoln said as he laid there and prepared himself for his first time. "Okay, I'm gonna start putting it in". Lynn told him as he grabbed the lube and coated his dick with it. He then used some to spread on Lincoln's hole, using a generous amount so there'd be as little pain as possible.

Grabbing his dick, Lynn prodded at the boy's entrance, teasing him a bit before slowly inserting it into his ass. Lincoln hissed in pain as his father's dick slowly spread his hole, the appendage sliding against his inner walls. "A-Are you okay? M-Maybe we should sto-"

"No...J-Just give me a moment. I can take it". Lincoln said as Lynn stood there, not moving an inch so his son could get adjusted to his size. "O-Okay, start moving, it's alright". Lincoln said as he wiggled his hips, ready for the real fun to begin.

Carefully, Lynn pulled back, then thrust forward into Lincoln's ass, eliciting a moan from the boy. "Ooh yes daddy". Lincoln groaned as he gripped the bedsheets tight, being pushed and pulled as his father started to fuck him.

Meanwhile, Someone was approaching the building that Lincoln was currently pleasuring himself in. But Lincoln couldn't hear the faintly echoing footsteps, or tell that the rain was barely audible now. As Lincoln was moaning, losing himself in the fantasy, the figure kept getting closer to the loading dock.

Lincoln's thoughts were only on one thing though, as he imagined his father pounding away at his ass the boy smiled as he felt himself getting close. But a loud snap sprang the boy from his fantasy, Lincoln immediately shooting his head up and looking around for the disturbance.

Now that he was paying proper attention, Lincoln could hear the footsteps getting closer to the building, and the boy knew that someone was coming. "Crap, crap, who is it?" Lincoln wondered as he quickly pulled his panties up and his behind a stack of boxes. "W-What if it's dad? I-I don't know if I'm ready to face him yet". Lincoln thought to himself as he saw a nearby wrench and grabbed it for his defense in case this stranger was hostile.

The sound of footsteps getting closer, Lincoln readied the wrench in his hands, preparing to strike whoever came at him. The figure rounded the corner and Lincoln swung without even thinking, too scared to not try and make the first move. "Haa!" Lincoln exclaimed as he swung the wrench at the person. "Whoa hey watch it!" The stranger called out as he dodged the attack.

Lincoln looked and saw that it was the boy from earlier, the one from the motel. "What the he-Oh it's you. Linka right?" The boy asked. Panting heavily, it took a moment for Lincoln to respond, nodding his head. "Um yea. J-Jake right?" Lincoln asked, using his girly voice to keep his disguise up.

"What are you doing out here all alone in the rain?" Jake asked him. "O-Oh nothing...just um, going for a walk". Lincoln replied. "In the pouring rain? Well, not really pouring anymore but still. Eh I'm not gonna pry, you alright?" Jake asked him.

"Y-yeah, I was just about to head back to the motel for the night". Lincoln told him. "Oh hey I have a better idea. Wanna come to a party with me? My friend is having one not too far from here. I was using the warehouse here as a shortcut". Jake told him as he pointed in the direction of his friend's house.

"Um, I-I don't know. I should really get back to my da-" Lincoln stopped mid-sentence. This was a way for him to not have to deal with his father yet, more time to think about how he really felt on everything. "...Actually yea. I-I'd like to go with you". Lincoln cheerily said.

"Alright cool. I didn't want you walking back to that motel alone anyways. So, follow me. It's only a few minutes walk this way". Jake said as he lead the way to his friend's place. "S-Sure thing". Lincoln called out as he followed Jake, unaware of what type of party this was going to be...

And with that chapter we are caught up to where Rainbow had left off with his version of the story. I still intend to use his original vision for the most part in these last few chapters, but everything from here on out will be my own words doing so.

I hope you all enjoyed that little chapter and like I said, the next one will be a bit longer, and a bit more intense than this story has been so far. And with a couple of my other stories coming to a close within a chapter or two, feel free to let me know which of my planned stories you'd like to see next.

Until next time, stay safe everyone. And see you next time.