The indescribable moans from the bathroom continued along with weird grunting noises. Lincoln wondered two things: One, who was in the bathroom and Two, what exactly were they doing? Lincoln turns around and slowly tip-toes to the front of the bathroom door and puts his ear on it.
"Oh god, yes that's it! Fuck me!" The sister shouted.
(Fuck me?) Lincoln thought to himself.
Although Lincoln had known a wide vocabulary of curse words, he only actually knew what half of them meant. He just assumed all are used when you want to insult someone. (Why would someone curse herself off?) Lincoln wondered.
"Ohhhh fuuuck! You're so big!" The voice continued.
Lincoln's curiosity had gotten the better of him. He put his hand on the doorknob and slowly turned it. He knew that the door wouldn't be locked ,because a common rule in the family was that if you're in the bathroom you have to keep it unlocked. This was so it would be easier to get to them if they had a serious medical emergency in the bathroom.
Lincoln slowly pushed the door inward just enough to where he could see. What Lincoln saw next put him in a mixed state of confusion, shock, and panic. He saw….Leni…(But...why is she holding some big orange thingy that looked like what he had in his pants? And why is she...shoving it in her hole she used to do number one?) Lincoln wondered. All of these were good questions. But one question seemed to prevail over all others in his head.
Why is she saying my name?
Lincoln sat there and pondered about what was going on. But the more he stared at his sister Leni, the more he started to feel...strange. He started venturing her body with curious eyes. He'd always known that boys and girls had different body parts, but he's never seen them like this. He knew that when girls grew up they got these weird bumps on their chest, but he didn't know why exactly so he just thought they were weird. But now that he was looking at the bumps on Leni's chest… he was starting to feel something stir. He looked at the other curves of her body and felt his thingy begin to grow. When he felt this he started to panic.
He ran back to his room and got under the covers. "What the heck is happening to me?" Lincoln said to himself. He pulled down his pants to look at his thingy and for some reason, the whole thing was really hard. Lincoln didn't know what to do ,so he squirmed in bed trying to deal with his mixed feelings. But just when he was moving, he felt his thingy rub against his covers "Ahhhh!" Lincoln said in a light moan. He didn't know why, but when his soft covers went across his thingy it felt really good. Lincoln had never felt this kind of pleasure before, but he knew one thing for certain...he wanted more of it. He started lightly massaging his thingy with the covers, and it felt amazing. "Ohhhhh!" Lincoln started to moan to himself.
As Lincoln was pleasuring his thingy with the covers, something began to well up from the bottom of his shaft. As this was slowly inching up his thingy, it was starting to feel really, really good. "Oh gosh!" Lincoln said to himself as it was slowly rising. And then in one massive burst, it came out of the floodgates of his thingy "Good gravy!" Lincoln shouted to himself as the substance splashed his covers. Lincoln then started panting heavily as his whole body was extremely sweaty. "I don't know what just happened, but that was awesome!" Lincoln said to himself. As he began to recuperate from what just happened, he looked back down into the massive mess he made on his covers.
"Oh no! I wet the bed!" Lincoln panicked. "I can't let the others know about this! They'll make fun of me and call me a baby!" Lincoln worried. But then he looked at the mess more closely. "This isn't my pee." Lincoln said to himself as he examined the substance. It was some sticky, thick white substance. Looking at it made Lincoln worry less about making a mess in his bed, and more about his physical health. "Is….is there something wrong with me? Lincoln said to himself. He heard about people getting infections and how white pus was a common symptom.
Lincoln jumped out of his bed and put his night pajamas back on. He doesn't know what Leni is doing in the bathroom, but he knew that she would know best about how to care for him so he didn't care. He left his room and went to the bathroom and knocked gently on the door.
"AHHH!" Leni shouted on the other side. She didn't think that anybody was awake at this time. Nonetheless, she was quite annoyed at whoever it was because they were cutting into "Lincy" time. She took the dildo out and hid it in the cabinet for now, and put her nightgown on along with her sleep mask for extra assurance. "Who is it?" She said in a mildly annoyed tone.
"It's me. I-I had an accident." Lincoln says in a soft tone.
*Gasp* (My little Lincy!) Leni worried in her head. Although Leni was just masturbating and close to climaxing, her worry for her sweet little brother overcame any sexual need in her body. She swung the door open and took Lincoln in her embrace. "What's wrong Lincy poo? You didn't hurt yourself did you?" Leni says in a babying voice.
"I-I don't know." Lincoln says, shaking.
At this point Leni was beginning to worry profusely as she rubbed his snow-white hair and pecked him on the forehead.
"Do you want to tell me what happened?" Leni asked in a comforting tone.
Lincoln decided it would be best to be honest with her, but not spill the beans on everything.
"I-I was in the bed then my thingy-"
"You're thingy?" Leni interrupted.
"M-m-m-my thingy that I u-u-use to p-pee." Lincoln stated
"Oh ok go on." Leni said.
"My thingy got really...hard. It was rubbing against the covers and I started feeling really good" Lincoln continued.
As Lincoln was telling Leni all this, Leni could immediately tell where this was going and was in awe of how cute and innocent his face looked as he was trying to tell his story.
"T-then my thingy let out w-w-white stuff all over my blanket. A-am I sick?" Lincoln asked with doe eyes filled with worry.
Leni seriously could not help looking at his wittle face. It was like looking at a baby seal that just lists it's ball. "Oh Lincy!" Leni says as she rubs her cheeks all over his face. "There's nothing to worry about my wittle Lincy bear." Leni coos to Lincoln to ease his tensions. "This is a natural thing that happens to boys when they grow up!" She says she's flicking his cowlick.
"S-so there's nothing wrong with me?" Lincoln says looking up at her with eyes filled with wonder.
(Oh, if only you knew what you do to my heart!) Leni thinks to herself.
"No honey, of course there's nothing wrong with you." She says as she pets him. "Here let me go get your covers and wash them and you can use my blanket tonight." She tells him as if to reassure him.
"Are you sure? Don't you want your blanket?" Lincoln asks.
"I'll be fine sweetie." She says she kisses him on the head.
Lincoln then hugs his sister "Thanks Leni, you're the best sister a brother could ask for!"
When Lincoln said this, Leni's heart started to flutter and she hugged him back. When you live in a family with nine other sisters, hearing you're the best makes you feel so special.
Leni took Lincoln's covers and took them into the basement to wash. As she and Lincoln went down there, Leni got the detergent ready and set the washer to appropriate settings. Lincoln started to go back up the steps to the living room and upstairs, but then Leni stopped him for a second.
"Hey, Lincoln!" She says to grab his attention.
"Yeah?" Lincoln replies.
Leni then twirls her hair with her finger and looks to the side blushing "You know...if you ever need help with that...you can come get me and I think I can...assist you." Leni says in a seductive tone with half-lidded eyes.
Of course, Lincoln being the naive 11 year old he is just sees it as a friendly gesture "Really! Thanks Leni!" He says in gratitude.
"No problem." She says trying to keep a sexy voice.
Lincoln then heads upstairs to his room, covered in the warmth of his sister's blanket, and drifts blissfully off to sleep.
When Leni made sure Lincoln had left the basement, she took his covers in her hand, and found the gigantic mass of cum smothering the piece of fabric from her brother's sexual awakening. She looks intensely with hungry eyes. She isn't just wet, she's dripping. She then begins to lap up the substance with her greedy tongue, and cherishes the taste of her brother's love.
To be continued...
