I've got some bad news

It was Thursday when he received the message.

Lincoln had his laptop set on his lap while sitting at his desk and opened the app he and his friends had to chat online while playing some video games. As he was in the middle of looking over some unread messages on the server with his friends, he received a message from Pacowski who added him as a friend a few days ago. He already had an account that wasn't associated with his real-life identity, and Pacowski made a new one right before he added him with an anonymous name. They figured this was better than email or texting since they were both on accounts with nothing linked to their names, which seemed easier and safer this way.

On top of that, they both knew not to send images or videos to each other. Lincoln already told himself that he would refrain from recording himself in any way. He didn't want it to come to bite him later in the butt.

What happened? He typed.

He feared the worst. Had his teacher been found out. Did he come clean due to guilt? Was he arrested? Maybe he just didn't want to meet with him anymore. A multitude of these thoughts swirled in Lincoln's brain.

He waited anxiously, watching some funny videos on the side to help with it. He got thirty seconds into the video when he got a reply.

I'm moving out of town

Lincoln looked at the message for a while, he didn't know how to react to the news.

Oh

Did something happen?

He only had to wait a few seconds before receiving the response.

We'll talk about it at my house

Lincoln had his address, which he put down in his mental notes when he walked home after their session a few days ago. He didn't bother putting it down anywhere else, either on a file or on paper. He knew his way around town, and Pacowski's house was in an area he found familiar.

He sighed, it was too late today, so he had to go tomorrow Friday afternoon. He didn't want to wait too long. He just hoped nothing terrible happened.

Ok

I'll come tmrw

Another minute passed before he received his reply.

Alright

See you

Closing his laptop, Lincoln decided he needed a drink, suddenly getting thirsty.

He arrived at Pacowski's house right after school, walking there on foot this time. The two of them decided it was a good idea not to drive around with each other in the same vehicle. Anyone could spot and recognize them on public roads. Questions and rumors would come up, and that was what got the ball rolling to them getting caught. In a small town like Royal Woods, it was inevitable.

He looked around the neighborhood as he waited following ringing the doorbell, trying not to look too suspicious like he was dealing drugs or something. Even though what they were doing was arguably worse in some people's eyes. Luckily, Pacowski's particular neighborhood was a quiet one. It wasn't near any schools or public buildings, and the nearest plaza was many blocks away.

Suddenly he was answered. The door opened and Pacowski greeted him with a smile. "Hey, bud! Come in!" He stepped aside to let the boy through.

He smiled at the sight of his teacher and walked in.

"I just finished dinner, you want some?"

Lincoln raised a brow, smirking as he dropped his school bag near the front door. "Dinner so early?"

Pacowski shrugged. "Yeah. I eat something small right before bed too."

"Well, what did you make?" He asked, walking with him to the kitchen.

"Some pork, macaroni, and potato wedges." He notified. "I'm no expert chef though."

"Well, some could say I'm an expert critique," Lincoln boasted.

"I'm gonna take that as you want some?"

"Yeah, why not? Might be the last chance I could try your food." Lincoln said, the awkwardness settling in shortly after causing him to look away.

Pacowski said nothing to that.

The two sat at the dinner table. Pacowski served the both of them food, his plate having more food than Lincoln's. For drinks, they decided to be simple today and just have some water.

A little after they started to eat, Pacowski started to explain. "I'm going to coach at a different school, all the way in Detroit." He started.

Lincoln hummed, his mouth filled with food.

"School's nearly over." He continued. "It's the last two weeks for you guys."

"So only two more weeks, huh?" Lincoln said with a sad smile.

Pacowski shook his head. "Two days."

Lincoln's mouth opened in shock. "Oh…"

Pacowski sighed. "I'm heading to college. They needed someone, and… I got the position." He took a bite out of his food.

Lincoln, not knowing what to say and not wanting to cut in just yet, followed suit.

"For the last two weeks of school for you guys, there's going to be a substitute." He informed. "They need me as soon as possible, so we agreed for me to be there Monday. There's no summer school for college kids. And also… the pay is really good."

Lincoln nodded, taking another bite of his potato wedges.

"I'm sorry… This is so sudden." Pacowski said, looking away with guilt on his face.

The boy's eyes widened and he shook his hands. "No! Don't be! This is amazing, Pacowski! I'm happy for you!"

He smiled at that. "Thanks. I'm glad I'm finally able to coach some good players, rather than some elementary school students. No offense."

"None taken." He said. "Although, now you won't have cute butts to stare at during class."

He chuckled at that. "That isn't funny."

"But seriously," Lincoln kept on. "This is amazing, dude. You're already doing amazing for yourself as a regular teacher, and you're only going up!"

"Thanks, Linc," Pacowski said. "I'm glad you're taking this well."

Lincoln frowned. "Did… you think I was going to do something?" He hesitantly asked.

Pacowski shook his head. "Oh, god no! You're a good kid, Lincoln. I just thought you'd be sad or angry that we wouldn't get to see each other anymore."

"Oh…" His frown slowly turned into a reassuring smile. "It's okay, Pacowski. I'd rather you do this than just stay around here to play with me anyways." He told. "You're my friend, I want what's best for you. We're not in a relationship or anything, I'll just be losing a friend with benefits. Besides, we could always just chat online."

Pacowski stared at him for a few seconds, before blurting out, "You're really mature for your age, you know that?"

Lincoln sheepishly smiled. "Maybe it's because I have to take care of my ten sisters?"

The two of them laughed.

They finished their food quickly after the talk and both of them felt better after it as well. Lincoln was about to put his plate in the sink and offer to help with the dishes when Pacowski pointed to his dishwasher, which he opened and revealed a couple of other dirty dishes.

"Woah, cool! I wish we had that at home." He admitted, before putting his dish inside.

Pacowski kneeled and pushed the buttons on the machine, starting it on the long cycle.

"While that's doing its thing," As he stood up he picked up Lincoln, straddling him against his side. "Wanna head upstairs? We can get one more night in before I leave."

Lincoln chuckled, "I'd love to!"

The large man carried him up to his bedroom, his pants getting tighter before getting there, and plopped him down on the bed.

They wasted no time. Pacowski angled towards Lincoln and kissed his lips, the boy returning it lovingly. He wasted no time and deepened the kiss, trespassing Lincoln's mouth with his tongue.

Their kiss was as passionate as ever. Lincoln's tongue failed to fight off Pacowski's, but that was what he was loving most about it. They both recognized the taste of the dinner they just had together, the hint of cheesy macaroni most present, but it didn't ruin the kiss in the slightest.

They drew away from each other, gasping for air.

Lincoln began taking his clothes off, his gym teacher not having to ask. He started with his shirt, which he peeled off with little struggle.

Pacowski followed suit, taking care of his own clothing.

"You wanted to try butt stuff, right?" He mentioned, making Lincoln stop for a second.

"I, uh-"

"If you don't want to, that's fine." He quickly said. "I was just curious if you still wanted to, that's all." He told, pulling his pants down.

Lincoln resumed undressing. "I-I do! I mean… This is the last chance I'll be able to do it. Might as well, right?"

"Even so, that doesn't mean you should force yourself," Pacowski warned. He was now in the nude and leaned above Lincoln, who was laying on the pillows and now fully unclothed himself, his small but stiff dick standing proud. He looked into his eyes and held his cheek with a palm. "You can always wait for the next person."

Lincoln shook his head, his hand above Pacowski's on his cheek, rubbing soothingly. "I trust you. I want my first time to be with you, no one else."

Pacowski smiled down at him, before propping him up by his armpits. "Let's go make sure you're clean then."

He took Lincoln to his shower, which didn't have as much space as the school's locker rooms, but still fit them just fine. They cleaned each other swiftly but thoroughly using soap, wanting to get back to the bed as quickly as possible. The only naughty stuff they did was some light grabbing, kissing, and obviously, making sure Lincoln was clean down there, Pacowski cleaning himself because he might as well. After they were finished, they dried off and headed back to the bedroom.

Once back on the bed and fresh out of the shower, they came onto one another once more. Pacowski was kneeling on his bed and sitting on his legs, with Lincoln sitting in his lap facing towards him. As they kissed the older man ground himself against Lincoln, his cock rubbing under his tight ass. Lincoln's cheeks weren't spread enough to make the perfect hotdog, so he reached down and pulled them apart for him, making him gasp.

When Lincoln first felt Pacowski's cock being placed between his butt cheeks, his body tingled. Then he started grinding his cock between his cheeks, he whined and embraced closer to the man.

Pacowski ended the kiss, a string of saliva stretching between their tongues.

He continued to rub himself against him. "How does it feel?" He asked.

"Kind of weird… but a good weird." Lincoln groaned out.

"Get on your hands and knees. Lemme see that cute butt of yours." He ordered.

Lincoln blushed but got into position. He was surprised they were getting right to it when usually they would play around a little before getting to the main course.

He felt the movements of Pacowski, the bed shaking as he got into position. He waited as he was spread by his coach's giant hands, fully expecting to feel something round poke at his hole, but instead, he felt something wet against his entrance, and he gasped out at the cold touch.

Pacowski greedily lapped up his snack. He put his mouth around Lincoln's young pink button and went at it, licking furiously. Hearing Lincoln's moans kept him going, and the taste of his boy pussy made it all the more addicting.

Lincoln curled his head towards his body because of the pleasure. From the angle his body was in he could see his own spread legs with his dick wiggling around under him, with Pacowski's set of appendages behind him. As the licks came, so did his cries of bliss. The tongue on his butthole felt very unnatural, but he couldn't deny it felt amazing. His head bent upwards again, his eyelids now resting against the pillows and he couldn't see anything. He clutched the bed sheets tight as the assaults didn't stop.

Pacowski was enjoying himself just as much. He swirled his tongue around his pink slit, not a single hair in sight on his smooth young skin. He went down, kissing the patch of skin between his anus and balls, which made Lincoln noticeably shiver. Continuing to move down, he kissed his two small pearls repeatedly, switching from the left testicle to the right, even heading back up to quickly kiss and even nibble his perineum again.

Lincoln's legs shook as he received the mouth play. He couldn't believe how good it felt back there and wished he could have tried this sooner. Sure, his partner stuck a finger in there last time and prodded his prostate, but this was just as good, and there was yet to be any penetration.

Pacowski reluctantly stopped worshiping Lincoln's balls and went back up to the main course. He licked his anus a couple of times, before spreading his cheeks as wide as he could and pushing his tongue inside.

Lincoln moaned as he felt the tongue explore his entrance. He could tell when it swirled inside him, tasting the insides of his ass. What made it even better was how rough he was gripping and massaging his ass cheeks.

Pacowski explored inside him for a few more seconds, before retreating and started licking him again. After giving a few, he took his teeth and nibbled on the edge of his hole.

Lincoln received the minor pain as shocks of luxury, arching his back and groaning into the bed.

Reaching down, Pacowski grasped Lincoln's dick and began to milk the boy. He stopped giving the rimjob and looked over to his nightstand. Using his free hand while his other was pumping his dick, he opened the drawer and took out a box of condoms and a small bottle of lube.

"Stay there, okay?" He instructed as he stopped stroking Lincoln's dick, taking out one of the condoms and putting it on.

Lincoln whined at the lack of stimulation and squirmed, which made Pacowksi's cock throb with how adorable he was acting.

With the condom wrapped on his cock, he squeezed some lubricant out of the bottle into his open palm. Rubbing it on both hands now, he used one of his fingers to lube up Lincoln's anus, the boy shivering and gasping at the cold touch. He pushed his finger to lube inside his asshole, swirling around so that he made sure to get it everywhere in there, switching fingers occasionally. His fingers went farther in compared to his tongue, so Lincoln's insides were getting stretched a bit as he fingered him. He then chose to put a second finger in, making the Loud boy moan, his entrance feeling cold and slick.

"W-what is that?" He asked, panting and trying to look back at him.

"Lube," Pacowski shared. "It's so you don't get hurt. I don't want to rip you apart." He said with a chuckle.

Meanwhile, his other hand smeared lube on his cock. When he thought it was enough, he sat up, grabbing a towel on his nightstand and drying his hands of the lube quickly. He got into position behind Lincoln, hands holding onto his sides to keep him steady.

"You ready?"

Lincoln nodded.

"Alright then. Relax. It makes it easier. It might hurt a little at first, but only for a short while." Using one of his hands, he aimed his cock at Lincoln's entrance, and prodded it, making the boy clench. He rubbed his back soothingly to calm him and chose to just grind on him until he did, which he slowly did.

Then, being as tender as he could, he pushed forward.

Lincoln felt his entrance widen as he was entered. He tried his best to stay relaxed as Pacowski said, the back rubs he was receiving doing wonders.

"Let me know if I should stop." He heard.

He was fine so far, there was slight pain as Pacowski warned, but it wasn't too much to handle. The pain slowly but surely turned into pleasure, and he bit back a moan as he was probed deeper. He felt Pacowski's massive cock as he kept going, and he could swear he felt the veins.

He was now decently deep inside of him. His insides were warm, and he could stay like this for hours. But his hormones begged for his release, forced him to move on.

"You good?" He breathed out.

Lincoln could barely nod, let alone speak, melting in the sensations as his body was trembling.

Pacowski drew back until his dick was nearly out of him, then pushed back into him.

Lincoln moaned.

His thrusts were slow at first, Lincoln slowly adjusting to his size. When it felt a little easier to move inside of him, he started hastening his humps.

As he started to slam inside of him, the wet slaps echoing through the room, Lincoln moaned and his arms shook. His hands were too unstable, and he dropped to his elbows, his eyes now right against the mattress again making him blind to his surroundings.

Pacowski reached down and fondled him for a couple of seconds, stimulating his little dick and feeling the wet precum, before towering over Lincoln and pinning his wrists to the bed as he fucked a little harder. He knew he had to be careful, not wanting to hurt the little guy. Looking over, he slowed his thrusts and grabbed one of his soft pillows, placing it under Lincoln's head and chest.

The boy managed to grab it with his free hand and the strength he had left, laid his head on its side, and wanted to thank Pacowski for making him more comfortable in this position but was crying out too much to do so. He felt his arms hug him from behind around his chest and arms, and also felt his large chest against his backside. He got a kiss on his head through his white hair, and then some nibbles on his earlobe.

Now completely on top of Lincoln, he slammed hard into him. He kept reminding himself to go at a medium speed since this was Lincoln's first. With every thrust, the boy gasped out, and even he couldn't contain his rapid breathing against his neck as his cock was pumped inside his warm behind. He felt every part of his young untouched insides, and he loved that he was the first to invade this space. The boy under him had lost all control of his body, and could only lay there and take his dicking, the cute sounds he received only drove him further. He was too entranced by the pleasure to realize it in time, but when he felt Lincoln's asscheeks against his upper thighs, he realized he hit the back of his inner walls. Widening his eyes and sitting up, he looked down at Lincoln worriedly and asked, "Y-you okay, Lincoln?"

Lincoln made a sound. He was light-headed but managed to respond. "D-don't fucking stop!" He yelled.

His cock throbbed inside of him when he perceived the sentence, and the boy felt it too.

Swallowing his spit, he continued where he left off. Telling himself that Lincoln asked for it, he hugged him close and thrust into him. Slaps were heard throughout the room once again. He slammed so hard that he couldn't stop Lincoln's body from bouncing at every slap, his small cock bouncing up and down in the opposite direction his body was, and large balls slapped themselves against Lincoln's hairless ones.

He felt himself getting closer, and he didn't dare slow down.

Lincoln couldn't move in his embrace, but he didn't want to. He was glad Pacowski was holding him, as he doubted he had the energy to keep his body from going limp.

"I-I'm gonna…" Pacowski gasped out, not able to finish his sentence.

Lincoln moaned, and after some more thrusts, he couldn't stop himself from cumming on the bedsheets.

In the middle of his orgasm, Pacowski started his. He buried himself deep into Lincoln, his cock flaring and stayed inside of his deep cave.

They rode out their orgasms together, Lincoln cried out after feeling his flare, and Pacowski simply moaned. The Loud wet the bed with his cum, and the other filled the condom with his.

Pacowski collapsed, falling to his side and bringing Lincoln with him. As they panted heavily, he slipped his cock out of Lincoln, making the boy squirm, and took off the condom filled with his cum.

"You were great…" He said between his gasps. "Here."

Lincoln looked up at the condom with his lidded eyes, and after a second of gazing, he opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue, gladly taking his reward.

Pacowski fed him his cum, and watched as the kid tasted his milk and swallowed it with no hesitation. Once the condom was empty, he threw it to the side of the room, reminding himself to pick it up later. For now, he embraced Lincoln from behind and spooned him.

Without any more words being said, the two laid there quietly.

He didn't know if a couple of minutes passed or an hour, but when he called Lincoln's name he felt the boy look up to him as a response, telling him he was still awake. He held him close, and draped a leg over him in the spooning, resting his head on top of his.

Lincoln hummed in content.

"So... how was it?" He asked quietly.

"Better than I ever imagined." He replied instantly, his voice barely a whisper.

He chuckled. "How are you feeling now?"

"A little sore," He admitted.

"Was I too rough on you?" He asked in a joking manner, rubbing his skinny chest.

Lincoln giggled. "I'll be fine."

"Good." He kissed his cheek. "As long as you are alright."

The two stayed in each other's warmth for a little while, enjoying the rest.

Pacowski broke the silence after some time. "There's something I want to ask you. But I wanted to wait until we…" He coughed. "Cleared our minds."

"Mhm?" Lincoln replied. "What is it?

"There's this friend of mine, a truly swell guy. I want you to meet him. Get to know each other."

"...for?" Lincoln asked curiously.

"Well, I know I'm going to be gone, so…" He smiled. "I know you're going to miss having our little fun. I'm sure he would love to tag in my place."

Lincoln smiled back. "I think I'd love to meet him." He said, his smile faltering a little. "But I think I'll need to get to know him first.

"Oh yeah, of course," Pacowski replied. "You guys have a lot in common. Say, do you like video games?"

The boy raised a brow with a smile. "I do."

He beamed. "Then I'll introduce him to you tomorrow before I leave. Trust me, you'll love him. We go way back."

With that, the two laid on the bed together for some time. Once they felt rested, they cleaned up and had a nice relaxing day watching television for a few hours before Lincoln eventually left for home.

Later arriving home on time for his curfew, none of his family questioned where he was as usual. After taking another shower for the day, the only thing he did that afternoon involving any of his sisters was helping with some of their activities; Participating in Lola's tea party, and helping Lisa with a safe experiment more specifically.

Other than that, he went straight to bed and read some comics before falling asleep, a little exhausted from all the action he had earlier.

The next day, Lincoln woke up early and left for Pacowski's. He met his parents at breakfast and let them know he was going to hang out with some friends. They simply told him to be safe and have fun.

He rode his bike there, only taking him fifteen minutes to arrive. He knocked on the front door, and Pacowski answered. "Hey, Linc! Ready to meet him?"

"Sure am!" Lincoln replied.

"Alright, you can leave your bike in my garage. We'll take my car."

The ride was even further away from Lincoln's house. The Loud House was around the southwest area of Royal Woods, while they headed more up north. In the car ride, the two were silent. It wasn't awkward, just peaceful.

Ten minutes of driving later, and they arrived. It was a neighborhood that Lincoln hasn't ever been in before, and because it took around ten minutes to get here by car, it meant he was going to have to bike around forty minutes to get here the next time.

They parked and got out, walking up to the front door. The house was honestly marvelous. Lincoln would even say it was nicer than Pacowski's, and the man would have agreed. It was larger than the Loud House. Any larger, and Lincoln would have called it a mansion. The house he compared it to the most was Girl Jordan's. When he was first invited to her pool party, he had no idea she lived in such a large home.

They knocked on the front door and waited patiently. After a minute nearly passed, the door unlocked and opened, revealing a tall white-skinned man, around six feet, who looked like he was in his early twenties. His weight was about average for his size. He sported a navy blue hoodie and dark grey sweatpants with socks to match. He wore a messy hairstyle with no beard in sight.

"Morning, Pacowski!" He said politely, the two fist-bumping. "This must be, Lincoln." He said, looking down at him. "Nice to meet you, the name's Isaac." He put out a fist and Lincoln bumped it with his own.

"Nice to meet you," Lincoln said back.

"Isaac, it's been a while, huh?" Pacowski said with a smile.

"Yea," The man rolled his eyes with a smirk, "And when you finally come to hang out again it's your going away party." He said playfully. "Come in you two,"

Lincoln entered with Pacowski, and Issac led them to his large living room, where a very expensive 4k flatscreen sat.

"I find that a very good way to make friends…" He tossed something at Lincoln, which he caught. "Is to play some video games." It was a controller. He tossed one to Pacowski as well.

"You're on!" Lincoln said with hype.

So the three sat and enjoyed themselves on the console. They played a racing game notorious for being very chaotic, an FPS shooter, and then a party game. While they played, the two adults explained to Lincoln that they had known each other since childhood. Pacowski was the jock of the school and Issac was a bit of a nerd, but even though they were complete opposites, and they were a few years apart in age, their friendship was very strong nonetheless. They also had a third friend, but he sadly moved away years before graduating high school. They would always stick together, having each other's backs no matter what. Whether Issac was being picked on, or Pacowski was struggling in math class, they would help a friend in need. Even after heading to post-secondary, the two stayed in touch. Sure, they were beginning to form their personal friend groups separately, but nothing was ever going to replace their bond.

Lincoln also learned that Issac currently worked from home, he worked for a big software company and did code for them. But his earnings did not just come from that job alone, he also had side hustles. It was hard for the boy to understand it all, something with the stock market, and trades online, but he did understand that Issac was a hard worker for sure.

The only break they took in the middle of gaming was for lunch, where Isaac ordered some food online, burgers to be exact. During eating, the three talked some more. Pacowski told his friend how he and Lincoln knew each other, and Isaac made a joke about teacher-student relationships. How if a boy slept with a good-looking woman teacher he would be considered lucky, but anything else would be considered creepy and disgusting. Their conversation carried over to other things, such as shows and movies, then athletics and comics. Pacowski couldn't contain his excitement about his new job, and both Lincoln and Isaac were extremely happy for him.

In the games they played, it only took Lincoln a couple of games to realize that Isaac was as competitive as he was. Able to go toe to toe with him in every game they played that afternoon. He told the boy he was playing video games since he was young since his parents were into them as well. As a kid naturally growing up with video games, it was inevitable for him to come across some competitive titles, and he grew into a very competitive person because of it. Not to say Pacowski was a slouch either. He may not have been as good as the other two, but he could undoubtedly pull his weight, much more so than any of Lincoln's sisters. He got a decent amount of wins. Because the three were all decently putting up a fight, the games they played never got stale, and time passed quickly in their minds.

Eventually, the time came for the two to leave.

"Well, I think it's about time we head out," Pacowski said, putting his controller down on the table in front of him. "I had fun."

"Same here." Lincoln put his controller down too and stood up.

"I'm glad you did," Isaac said, walking to the door.

He and Pacowski shook hands. "You're keeping in touch, right?"

"Of course," Pacowski said. "Take care of Lincoln while I'm gone." He said, hugging the boy to his side by the shoulder and ruffling his white hair, which he blushed at.

"Oh for sure. Whenever you want, come by, you've got my address." He told Lincoln. "You don't gotta be shy. The next time you drop by it'll be only us two. Think of it as our first date." He said with a wink.

Lincoln smiled up at him with his blush. "I-I'm looking forward to it."

Issac chuckled.

The two waved off Issac as they drove away. The ride back was a little talkative, discussions about the games they played and how Lincoln thought about Issac. Since it was getting to sundown and there were fewer cars on the road and people on the streets, Lincoln didn't have to be as careful hiding in the car.

"He's a pretty cool dude," Lincoln admitted. "You've known him since you were a kid. So I trust him."

"I'm glad to hear that," Pacowski said. "He's the best friend a man could ask for. Let me know if he does anything though." He told with a smile. "I'll make sure to beat his ass."

The Loud chuckled. "Sure thing."

When they got back to Pacowski's house, he parked on his driveway. "I'm seriously gonna miss this place." He sighed. "And you too of course."

Lincoln gave a sad smile. "Me too." He looked around swiftly for any potential watchers, and when he found none, he leaned up and pecked Pacowski on the cheek, which the man took happily. "Will you be online?" Lincoln asked.

"Yeah! Of course! I probably won't be on until next week, I'm going to be so busy moving and working at the school. I'll try though." He said.

Lincoln smiled. "That's fine. Just message me whenever."

He opened his garage so Lincoln could take out his bike, and they had one last goodbye.

He was reluctant to leave, but knew the longer he stayed the more likely he could be spotted out in the open. Though if that were to happen he could always say he caught him while riding by. Anyhow, he rode away, only looking back to give a silent wave, the man returning it. Soon, he turned a corner making it so he had no line of sight of his coach, and he sighed. It felt the same as when Ronnie Anne moved away. At least he still visited her and Bobby with Lori. He might see Pacowski in the future, or not, but it still hurt the same. It seriously sucked losing a friend. One of the things in life that you can't control.

On the other side of the spectrum, he was glad he met Isaac today. No offense to Pacowski, but Lincoln had a lot in common with the coder. It was another person he could geek out about new games, even some comics. He hadn't tried Ace Savvy yet, but he was already well acquainted with many other comics and manga. The man was willing to push Ace Savvy up the queue on his reading list after he recommended it to him as well, so that would be another thing the two could converse about. And to top it all off, he had a new partner for sex. Of what he read on forums from people online, every person was different, and it excited him to discover what Isaac had in store for him. As one guy put it, every person was a different rollercoaster, and he couldn't wait to ride this new one.

AN;

A little less smut in this one. Sorry, everyone.