Hello dear readers. I hope everyone's been good. This is the last chapter that has Rainbow's influence on it, (even though the rest of this story will too. This is just the last I've had his input on). I hope that you all enjoyed the last chapter and that you enjoy this one, just be warned, things get a little...racey.

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

Point of no return

The rain had nearly stopped, a light dribble passing through the night was all that remained of the storm. If Lynn knew it was going to lighten up like this then he would've suggested that him and Lincoln just sit in the van till now. Checking his phone, The father of eleven saw that it was just past eight in the evening.

"Ugh, the rain may have stopped but it's pretty dark out now. I hope that Lincoln found a safe place to stay at, Lord knows what could've happened to him, especially with what type of people are out here". Lynn said to himself as he kept walking the streets looking for his son.

"Ha, that's rich coming from you. You're just as much a danger to him". Lynn clenched his fist, shutting his eyes as he tried to push those thoughts away, no matter how right they were. "I know, that's why I'm going to get him home safe with Rita and the kids and leave for good. I shouldn't be around him". Lynn thought as he looked around, trying to figure out the best place to keep looking.

"Maybe I should start asking around, someone has to have seen him running around". Lynn said as he ran up to the first person he saw. "Hi, sorry to bother you two but have either of you seen a little girl run through here not too long ago? It's my daughter, she has a blue dress and blonde hair. About this high". Lynn said as he approached a couple, holding his hand up to where Lincoln's height would be at.

The two just shook their heads and kept on walking, not bothering to give Lynn another moment of their time.

Groaning in frustration, Lynn frantically went from person to person as he ran down the street, hoping that someone may have seen Lincoln. But as he kept moving, Lynn found nothing but people who didn't see Lincoln, or didn't care enough to even look in his direction.

As Lynn kept running around, praying that he found a lead somewhere, he just hoped that his son was staying safe, and not trusting some stranger.

Meanwhile, a few blocks away from his father, Lincoln was following Jake to the teen's friend's house. The teen had told the Loud boy in disguise that his friend was throwing a party, and that he could wait there and use his phone if he had to.

Lincoln was a little weary of Jake, something seeming off about the teen, but the boy wasn't interested in going back to the motel where his father was, at least this way he could call his mom to come get him.

But what happened after that, Lincoln wasn't too sure of.

The matriarch of the Louds would want to know why Lincoln was calling her to get him, why his father wasn't around. And what could he say? "Oh mom, dad's some sick pedophile. He was gonna rape me!" The boy could only imagine what that'd do to the family, but it wasn't like he could just say nothing right?

"But...dad didn't really try anything. I-If he really wanted to...he could've. So why didn't he?" Lincoln thought to himself as he kept walking with Jake to his friend's place, which was supposedly only one more block away.

"Paul's house is just up ahead. You can relax there for a bit, hang out with some of the other guys. I'm sure they'll love to meet you cutie". Jake said, craning his head to look back at Lincoln as they kept walking. "H-He thinks I'm cute? Hehe, if only he knew I was a guy. I'm sure he'd feel differently. Can't let them find out, who knows what him and his friends will do?" Lincoln thought to himself as a small blush appeared on his cheeks, he'd never been called cute by another boy before.

A few minutes later and the pair arrived in front of a house that looked like some college frat home. There were a few people standing around out front, drinking and talking and party music could be heard coming from inside the house. Lincoln wondered how long until someone called in a noise complaint with how loud the place was.

"My friends are inside, let's head on in and I'll give you a phone to use once you've gotten settled in". Jake said as he motioned for Lincoln to follow him "O-Okay..." Lincoln said in his high-pitched tone, definitely not wanting to drop the act now that he was surrounded by a bunch of older teens. Lincoln could only imagine what would happen if his secret got out.

As he followed Jake inside, Lincoln could see more and more teens smoking and drinking what he assumed to be alcohol, this whole thing was seeming more and more off with every step he took.

"This guy here is my friend Paul. This is his house". Lincoln heard Jake say as the boy turned his head to see a few guys sitting on a big couch. A couch which Jake promptly joined them on, leaving a small amount of seat for Lincoln himself. "Come on, sit down for a bit, relax. We don't bite...hard, hehe". Jake said with a light chuckle as he patted the spot next to him.

Not wanting to seem rude, Lincoln obliged, sitting down next to the teen.

"Guys, this here is Linka. I met her at the motel down the road. She's gonna stay here for a bit to chill. Be nice". Jake said to his friends as he pointed at the Loud boy in disguise. "H-Hi everyone". Lincoln said, awkwardly waving to the other people.

"Paul's parents are out of town for the next couple days so we have free reign to party till they get back". Jake said as he motioned to his friend Paul on the other side of the couch. "So just take a load off and relax for a bit, I'm sure you want to get warmed up after being out in that storm for a bit". Jake said as he rested a hand on the boy's leg.

Lincoln was starting to feel uncomfortable, Jake was petting his thigh like it was a perfectly normal thing. "I-I'd actually like to...to use that phone you mentioned. I...I wanted to call my mom". Lincoln said.

"Oh okay, it's down in the basement, follow me". Jake said as he rose from his seat. "I-In the basement? W-Why is the only working phone in the basement? don't any of you have cellphones?" Lincoln asked in disbelief. "Oh Paul's house is notorious in school for being a near dead-zone. Anything other than a landline barely works here, it's part of the reason it's taken him this long to throw a party like this. The other phones in his house got busted, the only working one is downstairs". Jake explained.

"Um, o-okay then...L-Let's go". Lincoln said as he got up and followed the teen to the basement entrance, with a couple of Jake's friends following behind the pair.

Meanwhile, a couple blocks away from the party, Lynn Sr. was still frantically searching around for his son.

No one he approached had seen any sign of his boy dressed as a girl. Lynn was starting to get worried, that storm was rough, and while it may have died down, it was still night time in an unfamiliar part of town for Lincoln. Lynn trusted his son, but he knew that Lincoln could be a bit...naive at times, and if some ill-meaning stranger approached him with a bright smile and the hopeful promise of help, Lincoln might just go with them.

Lynn knew all too well what type of people are out there, in a way he was like some of them. "Maybe he went back to the motel after the storm quieted down. If he wasn't too scared of seeing me that is...m-maybe I'll just go back". Lynn thought to himself as he turned to head back to the motel.

As he did so however, a young boy approached him out of the blue, he looked to be about Lincoln's age. "H-Hi there". The boy awkwardly greeted the Loud father. "Um...hi. I-Is there something I can help you with?" Lynn asked him.

"A-Actually I think I can help you. You're looking for your daughter right? The cut-um nice looking blonde girl in the blue dress?" The boy asked. "Y-Yes! Why have you seen her?" Lynn immediately perked up. "I-I saw her following a boy somewhere, I think to a party that their friend was throwing is what I overheard. The kid goes to my school...he's not the nicest of people". The kid said as he looked away.

"Oh geez, w-well where did they go? Can you show me?" Lynn asked the boy. "Yea. Follow me". He said as Lynn quickly followed the boy as the two sped off in the direction that the boy saw Lincoln and Jake in last.

"Please be okay son. I'd hate for you to get hurt because of something I did. I'd never be able to live with myself". Lynn thought as the two ran.

A couple blocks away and Lincoln had followed Jake downstairs, thinking he'd finally get to call his mom and for this crazy day to be over with. But as the boy descended the steps, he kept feeling like he was just digging himself into a bigger mess.

"The phone's just over here Linka". Jake said as he walked further into the basement. Lincoln started walking towards the boy but as soon as he got close, Jake grabbed him by the arm and brought him close to a pole near the center of the room. "Ack, w-wait! What the hell?" Lincoln cried out as he was manhandled by Jake.

The pole had a pair of handcuffs on it which Jake quickly fastened to Lincoln's wrists, binding him to the pole. "Ow. W-What are you doing!? L-Let me go". Lincoln demanded as he tried moving his arms away from the pole, only to find that the cuffs weren't budging.

"Sorry Linka, no can do. Besides, I'm sure when we're done, you won't wanna leave". Jake said with a grin that Lincoln wasn't fond of in the least bit. "W-What do you mean. What are you gonna do to me?" Lincoln asked him, tilting his head so he could see Jake standing behind him.

"Oh you're a smart girl, I'm sure you'll figure it out". Jake said as he advanced on Lincoln, while a couple of the other teens pulled out their phones, pointing them in Lincoln's direction.

"W-Why are they filming? What is he-no...h-he can't mean..." Lincoln thought as he renewed his struggling. The boy stilled when he felt Jake's hand on his lower back, Lincoln turned his head to look up at the boy who still had that devious smirk on his face. "It'd be best if you just relaxed and go with the flow. It'll hurt way less". Jake said as he quickly hiked up Lincoln's skirt around the boy's waist, giving everyone in the room a clear view of his ass.

"W-Wait! P-Please don't do this". Lincoln said, praying to anyone who'd listen. "Shhh, shhh. It's okay, I'll be gentle...at first". Jake said as he started groping the boy's ass, squeezing his cheeks in his hands.

"Mmmhm, n-no. Stop". Lincoln pleaded again, but to no avail as Jake kept having his way, touching him however he pleased. Lincoln looked away as Jake leaned in close, the boy could feel Jake's disgusting breath on the back of his neck.

"You and I are gonna have so much fun tonight". Jake told him as he reached his hands around to the front of Lincoln's shirt, undoing the buttons just enough to grab at the boy's flat chest. "You may not be big like some of the girls in my school, but I bet that means you'll be even tighter than those sluts are". Jake commented as he started playing with Lincoln's nipples, eliciting some unwanted moans from the boy.

"Yea, see? I told you you'd like it". Jake grinned. "I-No, I-I don't.". Lincoln whimpered in response. "Well you may be saying no, but you're body...is telling another story". Jake laughed as he stood back and started undoing his pants.

Lincoln could hear the rustling of clothes and new what was coming next. "Don't worry, I'll get you properly prepped first". Jake said as he grabbed Lincoln's panties and pulled them to the side, exposing his puckered hole for all to see. "Damn Jake, she got a fine ass. We still get to have a go after you done?" One of the other party goers asked.

"Yeah sure. But she's all mine first". Jake reminded them as he spread Lincoln's ass-cheeks apart. "Don't worry, You'll like this bit". Jake told him as the boy stuck his face in Lincoln's ass, his tongue diving straight into his hole.

"A-Ahh, n-no. Stop!" Lincoln begged as he felt Jake's wet tongue penetrate his ass. The quiet laughter of the teens and the small moans coming from Lincoln were all that could be heard as Jake had his fun. "Alright, time for the next part". Jake commented as he pressed his middle finger to Lincoln's entrance. "No...n-no more". Lincoln said.

But Jake wasn't listening and slowly inserted his finger into Lincoln's anus. "A-Ah no. T-Take it out!" Lincoln exclaimed as Jake started pumping his finger in and out for a moment before adding another. The teen made a scissoring motion as he tried to spread the boy's hole, preparing him for what was about to come.

After a few minutes, Jake took his fingers out. Lincoln was panting heavily, scared of what came next. He may be getting turned on from Jake's ministrations, but this wasn't how he wanted his first time to go. He wanted it to be with someone he cared about, someone who cared about him.

The sudden slap of something long and hard on his back brought Lincoln's mind back to the situation at hand. He reluctantly tilted his head to see Jake holding his erection just above his ass. "I think it's time for the main course". The teen said as he poured a bottle of lube into his hands and coated his dick with it. He then applied a generous amount to Lincoln's hole, wanting to make sure everything went in as smoothly as possible.

"D-Don't, please stop. J-Just let me go. I-I won't tell anyone, I swear". Lincoln said as he began shaking like a leaf. Jake said nothing as he held a firm grip on the boy's hip, using his other hand to guide his dick to Lincoln's entrance.

"Don't worry, I'll take it slow". Jake said as he slowly stuck his dick inside Lincoln. "N-No! Nooo, stoooppp!" Lincoln shouted as he felt Jake's dick spread his inner walls.

Upstairs, Lynn Sr. had just walked in with the boy who saw Lincoln and Jake earlier.

The two were looking around as the teens threw their rager, the loud music drowning out any other noise. Lynn tried getting the attention of the party attendees but no one was paying him any mind. "Um, Y-You sure Linka followed that boy here? I-This doesn't really seem like a place she'd go". Lynn said to his young companion as he looked down to him.

"Y-yea. I mean, last I saw they were walking over here" The boy said as he looked around. The two kept searching around the house until they got to a door by the stairs. Lynn paused when he could hear faint sounds coming from the basement, it sounded like someone shouting.

As soon as Lynn opened the door, he could hear Lincoln's high-pitched voice screaming out. "Oh god, no". Lynn thought as he rushed down the stairs, coming in just as Jake was inserting his dick into Lynn's son.

"Get the fuck away from him!" Lynn shouted as he rushed the two, quickly but carefully shoving Jake away from Lincoln. Lynn was now in a blind rage as all he thought about was getting his son out of here. He couldn't hear the faint murmurs of the others questioning what he just said.

The Loud patriarch wasted no time in pulling Lincoln's panties up to his waist before moving to the cuffs and trying to bust them off. "Ah, goddamnit. Keys! Where's the fucking keys?!" Lynn angrily demanded as he looked around the room.

One of the frightened teens pointed to a pair of keys on the bar beside him. Lynn shoved past the boy to grab them and quickly undid the handcuffs imprisoning his son. "Don't worry Linc. It's alright now. I'm going to get you out of here". Lynn said as he held onto Lincoln's shoulders and guided the shaking boy up the stairs.

The two paid no mind to anyone else as they quickly left the house, Lynn pulled out his phone and made a little call to the cops before they got too far away. Sure nothing could come from it, but he was at the very least gonna scare the shit out of the people who hurt his boy.

As they walked back to the motel, Lynn kept reassuring Lincoln that it was going to be okay. "When we get back. I'll call your mother, tell her the rain let up and we're coming home. I want you to sleep safely in your own bed tonight". Lynn said as they got closer.

"Oh h-here's your phone…It's dead but I figured you'd want it back". Lynn said as he handed his son his phone back, Lincoln took it without a word. Lynn hated how quiet Lincoln was being, but understood that with what he just went through, he needed time to process it all. "We're almost there, then you can relax before we head back". Lynn told his son as they were nearing their destination.

Once inside the room, Lynn lead his son to the bed and Lincoln sat down on the edge of it as his father just stood there awkwardly. The man tried to figure out what to say or do next as he looked down at his son. Sighing in frustration, Lynn pulled out his phone. "I'm going to call Rita, y-you can speak with her if you wa-" Lynn stopped when Lincoln reached out and pulled at his arm.

"D-Don't...call her yet. I-We...*Sniff". Lynn felt a tug on his heart as he watched his son start crying. Breaking down from all the events of tonight. "I...I was so scared. He-they t-oh god". Lincoln said as he put his hands over his face, crying into them.

Not hesitating for a moment, Lynn sat down next to his son, cradling him in his arms as he shushed him. Trying to tell him that everything was going to be alright.

"They won't hurt you again. I swear you're safe...especially when I'm gone". Lynn said as he stared at the wall. "G-Gone? What do you mean?" Lincoln asked him as he wiped his eyes.

"I...haa, there's something we need to talk about. Something I didn't think I'd ever have to tell you or your sisters". Lynn said. "Rita already knows…god knows why she stayed with me all these years in spite of it. Lincoln...I am a pedophile". Lynn told him. "Y-You're a...what?" Lincoln breathed out.

"I've never done anything, trust me on that. I...I've had all the feelings under control for years, it was actually in the back of my mind until today". Lynn said.

"That...that damn outfit. I never should have let you come with me Lincoln. But I guess I needed it to show me that I wasn't as in control as I thought, as you clearly know". Lynn added. The two stayed silent for a few minutes as neither knew what to say next.

"I...you didn't do anything though..." Lincoln quietly said. "What?" Lynn asked him. "You...you could've done something earlier. But instead you went into the bathroom...to take care of it another way. Y-You are in control". Lincoln told him. "I-It's not as simple as that Lincoln. That won't always work, and you're at that age that I'm-I'm a danger to you so long as I'm around. T-That's why its best if I leave". Lynn said.

"M-Maybe I don't want you to go. Maybe...maybe I...maybe we should do something". Lincoln said. "W-What are you saying?" Lynn asked.

"Maybe I…want you to have sex with me". Lincoln said as he looked up to his father and stared into his eyes.

I hope you all enjoyed that. I know Lincoln's shift to wanting to sleep with his father might seem sudden, but trust me, next chapter will get into it more. Next chapter will get into the point many of you have been waiting for. It'll be a while before I post anything in any of my stories, what with the holidays and everything.

But I'll try to have a chapter in something within a month or so. Until next time, stay safe everyone and see you all later.