Lynn plugged the input cable into Lincoln's laptop and sat it down between them. The video/media player came on automatically and Lynn squinted her eyes and concentrated on her work. "Do you even know what you're doing?" Lincoln asked her as she fumbled her way through the first prompt. "No, as a matter of fact I don't." She responded in a proud tone, the young jock not at all ashamed of her lack of tech skill. "Who even owns camcorders anymore anyway? We're just lucky this is her digital one, the only VCR our family owns is in Luan and Luna's room!" Lynn continued her semi-blind clicking and scrolling until she finally stumbled onto something she recognized. "Ok this is it! Are you ready Linc?" she asked. "Ready for what?" he began, but before he could finish asking he heard the click of a mouse. "Oh you'll see" Lynn answered and settled in next to him as the video began to play.
"So wha-" Lincoln began to ask again before being mercilessly "sssssshhhhhhhhh'd" by the strong willed girl huddled up next to him. "Just watch" Lynn commanded. On the laptop monitor in front of them the little play button dissolved away and the screen was filled with a candid view of one half of Luna and Luan's bedroom; the half where the beds were. Framed perfectly in the center was the bottom bunk of Luna and Luan's bunk beds and sitting on said bottom bunk bed was a slightly nervous looking but smiling Luan Loud. "It's on" a voice from off camera quietly murmured.
Luan looked a bit flushed and flustered, she smiled nervously at the voice and without uttering a word or a sound she laid down on her back on the bed. She lifted her plaid yellow skirt up and hitched it under her butt, lifting her knees and spreading her legs and exposing her white cotton panties to the camera. She then slid her hand under the brim of her underwear and down into the private area hidden beneath them, clearly making contact with the body parts concealed within. The outline of her hand began to to move around slowly, gently and rhythmically under it's confinement and Luan's breathing began to become heavy and lustful as she toyed with herself. Her neck and chest began to take on the same shade of red as her face.
Lincoln's eyes were glued to the screen. He felt a pang of guilt about what he was doing, what he was seeing, but he just couldn't look away. He had never thought about Luan "that way" before, but then again he had never seen her doing anything like THIS before. It was a lot to process and the eleven year old boy's brain was trying to make sense of it all. It was Lynn who finally broke the spell. "You like it don't you ya perv" she asked him in an amused tone, "I knew you would". "No I don't!" Lincoln snapped back defensively, but Lynn just laughed off his protest and reached for his crotch. "Let's see if you're lying or not" she taunted, grabbing at the zipper on his blue pants. Lincoln curled up into a defensive posture and batted her hands away, fending her off as best he could. She backed down but mostly just because she didn't want to knock over his laptop and possibly break it. "You don't have to lie to me Lincoln" she cooed, "I think the two of us are way past that point, don't you? We both know you don't care about the whole brother-sister thing" Lynn said as she reached out and stroked Lincoln's cheek with her fingers, half tauntingly but also gently and longingly.
"I-it's not that..." Lincoln explained, his eyes returning to the laptop in front of him and taking in what was on the screen once more. His dorky older sister, her braces, her buck teeth, her pale skin and her bony legs. "It's just that... well..." he turned and looked at Lynn, quietly comparing her tan, toned thighs to the ones on the screen, "she's not really my type" he finally confessed.