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Literally Normal	By : AberrantScript Category: +G through L > The Loud House Views: 8278 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own The Loud House and make no money off this work of fiction.

Chapter List
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- 4
Author's Notes:
I want to thank Siege and Gabe for their help in planning this story out. Some humorous drama should start in the next chapter, and I'm hoping it goes well.
Disclaimer: The Loud House Copyright Nickelodeon (2019)
Chapter 3: Getting Comfortable
Lori was brushing her hair in front of the vanity. Leni had finished her nightly ritual of fifty strokes, and was peacefully snoozing under her pink bedsheets. The oldest girl took the time to unwind and lean back in the chair.
She was a good sister today. She helped her brother come back from the depths of destruction and insanity, and now he was gonna live a long, healthy, well-adjusted life.
You're a good sister, Lori.
She smiled as she sat the brush aside and got her facial cream out.
Right as she opened the lid, she heard light tapping at the door.
She turned around in her seat with a cocked eyebrow.
"Literally who would be up this late at night?" she whispered to herself.
With a sigh, she got up from her chair.
Lori's loose boxers and tank top swished around her as she walked over to the door on her bare feet.
She opened it just a sliver and peeked outside.
"Who is it?" she asked quietly.
A hand touched the door, pressing it against her, trying to get in.
"It's me, Lori," her one and only brother replied, "Let me in."
The girl moved aside and opened the door for him. As he passed by, she noticed his cheeks pink.
Oh, crap, she thought to herself as she hurriedly lifted her straps back over her shoulders, hoping he didn't see too much.
Not that he hadn't seen her breast before anyway, but-
Ok, you're overthinking things again, Lori.
It's only been a handful of hours since their talk earlier. He was in her room much quicker than she expected, but he was trusting her.
This was a valuable improvement.
She had to make good on her promise to help him; to not screw things up and ruin his life.
She took a breath and went to check on Leni.
The adorable blonde girl suddenly snored, loud enough to cut the silence into pieces.
"I didn't know Leni snored," Lincoln whispered as he slid up beside Lori.
Lori smiled as she lifted the pink blankets up to Leni's neck.
"Well, no one's perfect, Lincoln. Now, get on my bed."
"Yes, ma'am."
Soon, Lori had her blankets pitched into a tent, and the two siblings were huddled in the safety of her shelter.
Alone in just their pajamas, the two smiled at each other.
"So, what's up?" Lori asked him.
Lincoln warmed at her friendliness. For whatever reason, she was being nicer to him, and he liked it.
He scooted a little closer to her as his cheeks burned.
"R-right, so, uh... h-how do I do it?"
Lori blinked, tilting her head a little.
"Do what?"
Lincoln gulped and looked down at his pants. He gestured to his legs.
"Y-you know... feel good... I tried, and it didn't..." he coughed, "It didn't feel good, to say the least."
Lori's mouth opened, "Ohhh," her hands fidgeted with her boxers.
"Well, what did you try to do?"
The boy chuckled awkwardly, tugging on his collar.
"W-well, um, I grabbed it."
His entire body was burning.
"And?" she encouraged him to continue.
"A-and I tugged on it, but it didn't feel good. It hurt..."
"Ahh, I see."
The two sat in comfortable silence for a few moments before she touched his knee.
"Right, take your pants off, and I'll show you how to do it."
Lincoln's mouth gaped, his heart sputtered and spun.
"B-but, ain't that... y'know... weird?"
Lori smirked at him as she tugged on his pants.
"Not as weird as spying on your sister, Linc. Anyway, you don't have to take them all the way off; just enough to work with."
The boy gulped and scratched his neck.
"Are you sure you can't just, y'know..."
He held his hand up and lifted it up and down; all awkward and blushy.
"Give me a general idea to work with?"
Lori grinned at him, pushing his shoulder.
"C'mon, what's the problem? You got to see mine, didn't you? How is this different?"
The boy stared at his lap, his hands clutching his pants.
"I-I guess it's not..."
Lori was picking up some worries; worries that she wanted to disperse before they could grow and fester and destroy his vulnerable sexuality right at the beginning of puberty.
She touched his cheek.
"Hey, I already saw it a lot when you were a baby anyway. Me and Leni changed a lot of your diapers, Linc. I won't make fun of you either."
He looked up into her eyes, his face pressing into her palm.
"You can trust me, Linc," she assured him.
He found himself smiling just as his sister was. And then he took a breath and unbuttoned his pajama pants. He shimmied them and his briefs down to his knees, and held his breath.
Lincoln didn't know what to expect. But laughter, disgust, teasing... any of those, and more, were on his mind.
Lori didn't give any comment when she saw his penis, however. But she did tap his hand.
"Go ahead and take them off. It's better to be comfortable when doing this."
He felt some of his tension release as he kicked his bottoms off. He kept his socks on, though. Even though things were tense and warm, his feet tended to get chilly.
"Can I take my shirt off, too?" he asked.
"Of course," Lori told him as her eyes took in all of her brother.
Soon the boy was naked except for his socks. His hands were on his lap, his legs were outstretched, and he was smiling and waiting.
Lori felt her own breathing shake for a moment as she saw her brother's naked body only inches in front of her.
His penis was flaccid, but his balls were bigger than she remembered. His mound had some peach fuzz on it.
"R-right, show me what you did."
Lincoln coughed, "Well... ok."
His hand wrapped around his flaccid member and he pulled on it, flinching as pain shot up his spine.
"Ow," he cried, letting go of his dick.
"See? That doesn't feel good at all."
She couldn't help it. She had to smile at that.
Lincoln grimaced, and then pointed at her.
"Y-you promised you wouldn't laugh."
Lori shook her head, "I'm not laughing, am I?"
Lincoln pouted, holding his hands over his sore wiener.
Lori hummed.
"That's obviously not gonna work, so you need to try something else."
She looked at his crotch, and considered what to do.
"Have you tried stroking it?"
Lincoln shook his head.
"Like, petting Cliff? No, that sounds weird."
Lori tsked, "Nah, more like-"
She reached over for a hairbrush on the nightstand.
She planted the bristle-end between her thighs.
"Right, s-so let's pretend this brush is your co- your penis."
"Penis?"
"Y-yeah, that's what it's called. Now, pay attention."
She wrapped her hand around the thick handle; kinds shaking a little. Her face was burning with embarrassment.
"Right, so this is stroking it."
Her fingers started pumping up and down.
Lincoln watched her closely.
Lori watched him watching her, as she kept up the motion.
"Now, give that a try."
Lincoln wrapped his fingers around his flaccid dick, and slowly imitated his sister.
The good news was that it didn't hurt. The bad news, if it could even be called that, was that nothing was happening. He was feeling some tingles, but otherwise it wasn't feeling "good."
Lori watched him, and started frowning. His penis wasn't getting hard.
"Are you nervous?" she asked him kindly.
He shook his head.
"Not really. It... feels weird, but it's not amazing."
Lori nodded, "Yeah, I can tell. Your di- uh, penis should be getting bigger."
Lincoln looked at her funny.
"L-like it does when I see Rusty's magazines?"
Bingo! Lori smiled.
"Yeah! What makes you excited in those magazines?"
Lincoln blushed.
"Well, I-" he coughed, his hand still slowly pumping his small cock, "I like to see b-boobs."
Lori grinned wider.
"Really, well then, I'll just-"
But then, she stopped. Her phone was all the way over there, and it was off and charging. She spent too much time on it anyways. Plus, this little cocoon they made with her blanket was comfortable and warm now. She really didn't want to mess that up.
"Hmm, well... what if... I showed you my boobs? Would that help?"
They both saw his dick twitch and start growing, just a little.
Lincoln squeaked in embarrassment. But Lori just giggled.
"I think he agrees with me."
There wasn't a lot of room so she had Lincoln scoot a little away from her. She bent forward and pulled the tank top over her back, past her hair, and she tossed it on the bed, beside them.
She smiled even wider as she saw his strokes get firmer and his dick kept growing.
"Do you like what you see?" she asked him, a bit shy and flushed.
He nodded, his breathing getting harder, his hand almost blurring on his dick.
"W-would you lay down a-and make a se- um, a sexy look? Like one of those girls?"
Lori put her legs out and laid back without saying a word. But there's wasn't much room in their makeshift tent, so Lincoln was left kneeling beside her chest, leaning over her. Lori was looking up at him; his hand pumping his cock above her boob.
Her eyes were half lidded and she bit her lip.
"Like this?" she asked him, her voice and breath caressing his member.
He couldn't reply. He saw her smutty grin, her feverish eyes, and her naked breasts with hard, pink nipples. His breath caught and his eyes clenched shut.
Lori felt something in her body stirring. The desire to see his cute little face just as it was right now; full of lust and close to the edge of no return... She wanted to help him jump from that cliff. She wanted to be a part of this... His very first climax.
"Does it feel good, Lincoln?"
His eyes opened and locked with hers. He nodded, his face pink and starting to sweat.
Lori looked at his hand pumping his cock. She licked her lips.
"It looks really good to me. So hard... thick..."
Lincoln's hips were moving now as he fucked his hand without any thought other than not stopping.
"Do you feel a pressure yet? Like something is building up inside?"
He nodded his head, his hand coming down on her leg to steady himself.
Lori moaned as his weight settled on her thigh. Her skin was on fire beneath his palm.
"You're going to feel really good soon. Keep going, don't stop."
His eyes clenched closed once more and he hunched over her. His dick touched her breast, but he didn't notice.
Lori moaned again as his precum shlicked on her tit for a split second.
"L-Lori, w-would you, um..."
She smiled at him, giving him all the courage he needed to continue.
"S-say something dirty..."
Her eyes gazed lovingly at his cock. His hand was pumping it so hard, so good.
She bit her lip.
Her arm slid under her breasts and she pushed them up.
"You like my tits, don't you, Lincoln? They're making your cock so fucking hard."
Her other hand touched his thigh, and that contact coupled with Lori's naughty voice, was too erotic for the boy.
He cried out and his dick shot his cum all over Lori's exposed chest.
He nearly fell onto her before he caught himself and laid down beside her.
Both were grinning; then he realized her boobs were covered in white goo.
"What's that?"
Lori touched it, getting it on her finger and thumb. Rubbing it a little before grabbing her tank top and wiping it off.
"It's your semen. It comes out when you feel really good."
"Why does it come out though? What does it do?"
Lori balled up her shirt and tossed it onto the ground, satisfied that all his sticky cum was cleaned up.
"Alright, twerp, I'm too tired to answer anymore questions tonight."
Lincoln nodded, and pulled his pants back up. When he started to climb out of their tent, Lori grabbed his arm.
"Where do you think you're going?"
Lincoln looked down at her, his eyes perusing her milky breasts more than a few times.
"I thought you wanted to sleep."
Lori smiled, "Yeah, but you'll literally wake everyone up. Thin walls and squeaky floorboards. Remember?"
He was about to ask her where he was supposed to sleep-
She turned around, showing him her back, and snuggled into her blanket.
"Just sleep with me for tonight. We'll get cleaned up in the morning."
Lincoln felt his heart blossom with warmth, and he smiled as he slid up behind her.
Lori hummed as she felt him wrap an arm around her belly, and she grabbed it, threading her fingers through his, and pulled it up to her breasts.
His hips pushed into her butt, and his legs toyed with hers.
She could feel his nose pressing on her naked back, and his gentle breathing as he slowly fell asleep was so comforting to her.
As sleep started to overtake her, Lori thought to herself that this feeling of being spooned by her brother in the afterglow of helping him find his own pleasure...
It was something she could get used to.
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