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Lynn's Top Concern	By : GoneWithTheWhim Category: +G through L > The Loud House Views: 4061 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own the Loud House. I do own a house, but mine is rather quiet. No money was derived from the creation or publication of this work.

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Loki Loud did not wake up in a good mood.
The birds outside were too loud, Loni was snoring thunderously, Bebe had to cover the morning shift at the Bodega and couldn't answer his texts, and, most of all, his ass was really sore.
While he pondered the extreme case of morning wood currently tenting his blanket, Loki cursed Lynn and also Loni's stupid measuring tape. That thing HAD to be wrong.
As he stretched and rose out of bed, pulling on some boxers and a fresh T-shirt, he told himself that it didn't matter. Lynn didn't matter when he had Bebe in his arms.
He told himself that Loni insisted he was a much better top than Lynn.
He told himself he had to stop telling himself stuff because this was getting ridiculous.
He should never have taken that bet.
Ah well. It was over now. He'd be back to strictly being on top from now on.
With his morning wood wearing off, Loki became acutely aware of a more urgent sensation. He really, really needed to take a leak.
Loki groggily lumbered into the hallway and made his way towards the bathroom. He was about to enter when a red blur sped by, hip-checked him out of the way, and stole the facilities from right under him.
"Sorry Loki! Gotta empty the big fire hose!" Lynn smugly called out.
Left trembling with fury and urgent need, Loki began pounding on the locked door. "Dang it, Lynn! I'm gonna kick your ass when you come out!" he roared futilely, knowing full well that Lynn would be long gone after he finally got to empty his own bladder.
Not accounting for yesterday's unexpected case of getting his ass plowed by an overenthusiastic teenage sportsman, Luke was having a great day.
His various gigs had been paying off; he was finally able to afford that shiny new high-end bass he'd been dreaming of for months.
Playing a new guitar for the first time was a lot like having sex with someone for the first time, and he'd just about creamed his pants when those nice deep hums finally rocked him to his core.
It had a warm body to hold and smooth curves to caress.
It had a nice, hard, long shaft you could gently grip and run your fingers along for hours.
Best of both worlds, just as he liked it.
On top of that, Lars seemed to be doing well. Luke wasn't too sure what Loki had told their little brother, but he'd perked right up. Well, as perked as Lars could ever be behind his curtain of doom and gloom.
With that concern out of his mind, Luke was occupied with nothing except trying to find out how loud he could crank the bass before the windows started shaking and Mrs. Grouse started screaming.
It all came crashing down with only a single comment.
Luke had been showing off his new acquisition to each of his siblings as they came by. Linka was always happy to hear his music, Leif had admired the craftsmanship, and Leon had babbled something about it being shiny.
And then, there was Lynn.
"Cool! That looks expensive, though. Are you sure you're not compensating for something?" he'd said, walking off laughing before Luke could retort.
Mood. Ruined.
Lane's morning began with a silent stakeout. It was time for payback.
Shortly after breakfast, he had 'gone out for a walk' through the back door, snuck by the fridge to retrieve the weapon he'd prepared last night, and hid behind the garage. At some point, Lynn would come by, and then he would show the little brat.
Certainly enough, preceded by the sound of a bouncing basketball, Lynn made his appearance.
All according to plan. As Lynn was mid-toss, Lane pounced out of his hiding spot and planted the pie he'd carefully smuggled out directly into his brother's face. Bullseye. He prepared to make his getaway, only to notice Lynn wasn't giving chase.
Instead, the athlete remained immobile and blinked once or twice, before dragging a finger through the cream and having a taste.
"Hm. Banana again? You're getting predictable. Nice texture, though."
Lane stared him down incredulously. No shouting? No tantrum? No violent threats or hurled sport implements? "Donut try to fool me, Lynn. I know you want to get baklavat me. Aren't you going to show your... bear claws?"
He could barely finish his sentence without wincing. That last one was awful, even for him. He needed to get some new material if he wanted to get more rise out of Lynn than he would out of flatbread.
"Nah, Lane." Lynn admitted with a shrug before grabbing his sweat rag and calmly wiping the cream and crumbs off of his face. "You got me good with your little boy prank, but I've been meditating on these and, you know..."
He cracked a fiendish smirk. "I figured I should be the bigger man." Without further ado, he made his way back to the house, leaving Lane behind to angrily crumple the empty pie tin while muttering about some terrible revenge.
The atmosphere in Loki and Loni's room was absolutely crushing, dead silent aside from the older brother trying to text hard enough to ram his finger through his phone, venting to his girlfriend about their jerk of a fifth-eldest brother.
Loni was deep in thought pondering his measuring tape. He extended and rewound it repeatedly while fixated on the numbers, searching for some great truth of the universe that may have been eluding him. Why was Lynn making such a big deal of this, and why were his brothers getting so carried away?
Someone knocked at the door. "It's us," came Luke's voice. "Can we talk about Lynn?"
"Sure," Loki muttered.
Two more frustrated brothers all but collapsed into the room, shutting the door behind themselves.
Luke threw his hands up in frustration, allowing his guitar to hang loosely around his shoulders. "Dudes! This has got to end. Lynn's insufferable!"
"You can say that again," Lane interjected. "His big prick is making him act like one!"
Loki rolled his eyes at the gag, but concurred. "I've been thinking the same thing, but what CAN we do? You guys know Lynn as well as I do. We could just dogpile on him and kick his ass, but that wouldn't accomplish much."
"He'd probably just assume you did it because you're jealous." Loni observed, still fiddling with the measuring tool. He held it out at a very specific length. "Wait, you guys aren't jealous, are you?"
Silence took over the room.
"Aw, you guys." he continued, pulling the nearby Lane into a one armed hug and looking pitifully at his other two brothers. "It's not about the size of the... uh..."
It wasn't hard for Loni to read the expression on his brothers' faces. He opted not to finish the cliché.
"Still, though, it's not good for anyone if he lets it go to his head like that. I really haven't a clue what we could do."
The brothers remained pensive for a time, with Loki doing some research on his phone, Lane comically pacing across the room in increasingly silly gaits, Loni still twiddling his fingers around his measuring tape, and Luke fingering his bass to the tune of a famous quiz show's thinking theme.
As it would turn out, the answer would come in the form of Lynn whining and wincing in the hallway outside.
"Aah! Jeez! Linka! Ow! Let go!"
Amidst the bemused stares of her brothers, Linka barged into the room, dragging the flailing Lynn Jr. by the earlobe.
"Sit." she ordered, stern-faced like an angry schoolmarm.
Lynn did so almost automatically. What Linka had done to him, the other brothers didn't know, but they found themselves following along with the command.
"Linka? What's the big-" Loki began, only to be cut off by his sister.
"Hush." She commanded.
Linka stared Loki, Lane, and Luke down. "I can't believe you guys! Lars was stressed out all day yesterday over all of this nonsense, and you three jerks were so busy thinking with your dicks that none of you guys got anywhere near helping him."
Loki sat up to object. "Hey! I had a big talk with him!"
The sisterly glare quickly forced him to silence. "What was his issue, then?"
"It was... he was worried about if it was okay to have had sex with a boy." Loki asserted.
"And?" Linka questioned, motioning for Loki to keep speaking.
"And... Uh..." He stammered, thinking back to his talk with Luke yesterday. Lars's question finally came back to him. <i>"One more question: How did you decide who would be, uh, on top?"</i>
"Dang it. I cut him off too soon, didn't I?" He asked flatly, burying his face into his palm.
"He was scared you'd find out about any of this. When he finally opened up, you were in such a hurry to let the uncomfortable subject you barely let him get a word in, didn't you? Some helpful brother."
"Hah!" Lynn laughed, only to be shot dead by Linka's glare.
"And you, mister," Linka said, roughly poking her brother in the chest as she turned to face him. "You started this whole stupid thing, but I'm ending it." She took a deep breath. "I've been told about your little rule, Lynn, and how you've been running wild on these four. We're doing this. Right now." Without breaking pace, she glared back at the scolded elder brothers. "And you three are going to witness it all. Do I make myself clear?"
The room was bathed in flabbergasted confusion from all except, ironically enough, Loni.
"Oh, Linka, what kind of plan have you got this time?" he pondered aloud.
"W-what? You want to do... that?" Lynn stammered. "But... you're a girl!"
"Then it shouldn't be too hard for you to win, should it? I thought that's how you liked your bets." Linka retorted with a smirk.
Loki looked between the two. He should have stopped this. Linka didn't know what she was getting into. He had to stop her before it was too late. He moved to stand, but Luke and Lane forced him back down.
"Dude, no," Luke whispered. "We can step in if it gets too bad, but I think Linka's got one of her plans in mind. Look at Lynn."
Lane chuckled, taking in his younger brother's expression. "I don't think he has any idea what to make of this. I think this is our big chance."
"Fine," Loki muttered, burying his attention in the screen of his phone. "But if this gets too rough, I'm stopping it."
"Oh, I get it," Lynn stood up and marched around his sister as he reasoned out her actions. "You're pretending to be mad. You heard about my big secret and you wanted a piece of it too." Stopping and facing her, he grinned smugly. "Sure thing, there's plenty of Lynn to go around. I'll play, but you know the rule. If you lose, you have to take it."
"That's the rule. If you win, you get my butt. If you lose, I get yours." Linka nodded.
"Nah," Lynn waved dismissively. "I've had plenty of ass from these guys," Lynn smugly nodded towards their brothers. "If we're doing this, Linka, you're putting your pussy on the line."
The sole girl flinched. She hadn't expected him to be bold enough to claim that. Still, she remembered how distraught Lars had been last night. It was a risk, but it had to be done. "Fine, but that's raising the stakes. In that case, if I win, I get your ass AND you have to do something to make it up to Lars."
"Sure, whatever," Lynn dismissed her terms. It wasn't like there was any risk for him. "I know you just want this," he outlined his crotch with a double-chop for emphasis, "So, I don't know why you have to make such a scene of all this."
Linka rolled her eyes, and sat down by Loni, carefully arranging her skirt to avoid flashing anything improper. Unlike her, Lynn's kept his bulge plain to see.
"If you're so confident, then go ahead and let's see the goods," Linka challenged playfully.
Their audience watched with rapt attention as Lynn stood in front of Linka and pulled down his shorts and boxers, revealing his cock. "Is this what you were hoping for?" he said, giving a lewd thrust of his hips and making his member bob up and down. "Is it as impressive as you heard?"
Linka studied the length and girth of her brother's member, curious but apparently unimpressed, going as far as to raise one hand for comparison. "Not bad."
Then, she stood up in front of her brother.
If Lynn had gotten curious stares, Linka was drawing absolute attention. That she'd even dared Lynn into this game was already odd, but that she was apparently preparing to compete despite her obvious handicap was something else.
Linka gave a devilish smirk, took hold of her skirt, and proudly flipped the front of it up, revealing the secret it had been concealing all along.
A strap-on dildo hung from a fashionable orange harness at her crotch, clearly outsizing the boy by an inch or so.
Linka grinned. Lynn's eyes grew wide. The room erupted in 'ooh's and 'aah's of shock and surprise, followed by laughter.
"Oh my gosh, Linka!" Loni exploded.
"Now that's what I call a comedy prop!" Lane guffawed.
Loki's frustration at the situation slowly turned to a bemused smile. He made a mental note to see if he could find one of those, wondering how it would look on Bebe.
Furious, Lynn hiked up his shorts. "What!? That doesn't count! That's not even a real dick!"
Luke placed a hand on his shoulder and stopped him from rushing out of the room. "Boy, you're gonna carry that weight," he laughed. "What do you think, bros?" He asked the room, "Show of hands, does it count?"
Four hands rose, leaving only the impartial Linka and the frustrated Lynn.
"No way!" Lynn stomped his foot. "I'm not doing it!" He gestured towards his eldest brother, palms turned up and a frown on his face. "Loki, you're the stickler for rules in this family! Seriously! You know this is bullshit!"
Loki shrugged. "Yeah, yeah, I hear you Lynn. You can chicken out if you'd like."
Lynn cocked an eyebrow. That seemed too easy. His brother's smirk confirmed as much.
"Of course," Loki continued, "That would mean you never meant to uphold your end of the bet in the first place, and you'll never get to fool around with any of us again. If that's what you want, then you're free to walk out of the room."
The youngest brother in the room looked to his elders with pleading eyes but found no mercy amongst them.
He thought of turning tail and leaving. The thought disgusted him. He dreaded the idea of getting his ass pounded, but that was nothing compared to the dread of losing his competitive cred or the respect of his brothers. Or any chance at further sexual play.
Better Linka than one of them, he supposed.
"Fine," he huffed. "Let it be known that Lynn L. Loud Jr. is no quitter. You win, Linka. Let's just get this over with."
"Brothers?" Linka asked their audience. "A favor if you please?" She adjusted the toy at her waist. Loki and the others, spurred forth by a mix of arousal and schadenfreude, watched the situation unfold with great attention.
"Yeah, Linka?" Luke asked, speaking for the others.
Linka smiled devilishly. "Dogpile on Lynn."
Before he knew what was happening to him, Lynn found himself at the bottom of a brotherly pile, then unceremoniously hoisted over Loki's shoulder.
"Mind if I borrow your bed, Loni?" Linka asked.
"Make sure you put it back when you're done," Loni chided. He made sense of her question only after Loki planted a flailing Lynn stomach first against the mattress.
Emboldened by her brothers's attention, Linka marched up to Lynn, straddling his body and pressing the hard length of her toy against the crack of his ass. "Isn't this exciting?" she whispered. Her warm breath tickled his ears. "Your first time on the receiving end, and you get to have it with your favorite little sister."
Lynn gave a pitiful whimper. Her artificial cock felt enormous against his ass. His hormones were fighting against his ego. Having his little sister mounting him like this, grinding against him and making him her plaything was doing things to him that he'd never imagined. His cock was painfully hard, trapped in his underwear between his body and the mattress under him.
He wasn't going to enjoy this. He didn't want to believe that he could possibly enjoy this.
From his limited vantage point, Lynn hazarded a look at his brothers. Loki was overseeing the process smugly. He was reclining in his bed and occasionally peeking from behind his cellphone. Lynn just hoped he wouldn't text anyone about this. It was clear Loki was enjoying the payback for last night, but Lynn knew his brother enough to discern there was more to that attitude than met the eye. Concern. This was his "You need to learn a lesson from this" face, not his "I'm going to make you into a pretzel" face.
Luke and Lane, on the other hand? Their expressions were pure amusement, with a twinge of arousal. Sat on the floor with their back against Loki's mattress, the two of them were eyeing him like wolves surrounding an injured fawn.
Clearly, the sight of his defeated form, prone on Loni's bed with his butt up in the air while their little sister prepared to plow him from behind, was the height of comedy to them.
As for Loni... He had apparently vanished while Lynn wasn't looking. That matter seemed less important than the thick rubber cock still resting heavily against his hole with only his shorts protecting his sensitive hole.
Lynn felt his sister's hands gently running against his hips, calling him back to attention. With a sigh, he followed her tactile directions, folding his knees under himself and raising his ass up while his chest remained pressed against the mattress. "Fine, just do it already so we can forget about all this," he muttered.
Lynn closed his eyes and cringed as he felt the shaft of her artificial cock grind against his hole. Any moment now, she'd be forcing that thing up his ass and ramming him until he couldn't walk.
... was this how Lars had felt? How about the others?
Linka's fingers moved a bit higher up his waist, and pulled his pants down to his bent knees. For some reason, Lynn felt a lot more exposed when he wasn't the one doing the revealing. He braced for impact as the dildo slid off of him.
Instead, he felt her gently grip his cock, and involuntarily shuddered in pleasure when she began smooth, slow strokes up and down his length.
"Haah..." Lynn panted from the stimulation. "Aren't you going to fuck me?"
"Shhh... One thing at a time." Linka murmured. "There's no fun in going right to it."
Loki set down his phone and found himself pondering the spectacle. He'd never stopped to consider that his sister had such ideas in her. Where had the white-haired pure little sister he remembered gone? He would need to have a very serious talk with his girlfriend's little brother.
"She's got the devil in her heart," Luke quipped to his roommate as they watched Linka tease her prey.
"Actually, I'm pretty sure she's got him in her hands!" Lane laughed. "You guys think she'll get through to him?"
"At this point, I'm willing to try anything," Loki shrugged. "So we might as well wait and see what happens."
Through the haze of Linka's caresses, Lynn felt one of her fingertips slowly brush up against his testicles and make its way to his backdoor, gently probing for entrance. He winced and shivered at the strange touch, and desperately tried to forget that three of his eldest brothers were watching him suffer through this.
"I need you to relax for this, okay?" she said, rubbing gentle circles around the sensitive flesh.
"That's easy for you to say!" Lynn snapped back. "You're not the one who's about to take it in the ass!"
"Funny that," Lane chuckled. "You didn't seem that concerned when it was your cock and my ass."
"You're lucky Linka's nicer than we are, working you up to it and all," Luke concurred. He adjusted the crotch of his pants, regretting his preference for tight leather. "Ain't she sweet?"
"Sh-shut up!" the younger brother gasped as he felt his sister gently insert her middle finger. It was an odd feeling, but not painful.
"Give him two!" Loki jeered. "He's a tough guy, he can take it!"
Linka smiled at the sight of her brother writhing at her touch while she kept rubbing his shaft and worked a second finger into his ass. "It's funny," she murmured. "You're complaining, but it sounds to me like you're really enjoying this."
He could deny it day and night, but she had him where she wanted him. He was prone on a mattress with his pants around his ankle, and she was straddling his legs, still fully clothed, with that massive toy peeking out from under her skirt, forcing little gasps and moans out of him.
"Ngh... Dang it! I should have known you'd cheat." He muttered.
The brothers watching shared a chuckle. A sore loser, as always. They watched Linka release her grip on him, adjust her toy and line herself up. They'd all hoped they'd be the ones to teach Lynn a lesson, but getting to watch as almost as good.
Almost.
Lynn gave a little moan as Linka's fingers slipped away. A tiny recess of his mind lamented the sudden emptiness, but was soon hushed by his screaming masculinity. He did not enjoy this. He did not. Only girly boys like Lars and Lane took pleasure in taking it. Everyone else just put up with it like Luke and Loki. Yeah. That was definitely how that worked.
"Alright, big boy," Linka teased as the tip of her toy began prodding at Lynn's entrance. "Deep breaths, here it comes. Loki, do you have any lube?"
Lynn heard some rummaging, grinding his teeth as he felt the cock's thick head probing his anus. Linka moved about some, and cool gel was poured against his entrance, making a shiver course through his whole body.
"Thanks!" He heard his sister say. She was being entirely too chipper about this.
As the thick toy began to penetrate him, Lynn forced his eyes closed. It hurt, but maybe not as bad as he'd expected it to. He slammed his fist against the mattress to vent stress as his ass stretched to accomodate his sister's intruding girth.
"Mmm... You're so tight, Lynn." Linka purred, caressing her brother's butt and spreading his cheeks as she slowly worked the toy in. "I wonder how this would feel if I had a real cock. Don't you?"
He certainly was now. How different would this be with a real flesh and blood cock? Did he even want to know? Of course he didn't. No way.
"What if I had a cock like Ron Andy?" Linka whispered into his ear, before stopping to gently nibble his earlobe. "Would you believe me if I said he's even bigger than this toy?"
Dang it, was she serious? The twerp who'd dared bang his sister was bigger than him? Lynn grimaced at the thought, not sure if he should be mad at Ron Andy for outsizing him, or at Linka for bringing it up.
Not that he had time to focus on any of this; his sister was still going. It felt like she'd be penetrating him forever. Was she going slowly, or was that thing just that long?
And yet, the pain was slowly fading away. He felt weird. He felt... full?
He heard his brothers whispering, but he couldn't make their voices out through the haze.
His little sister could have just gone to town on his ass, plowed him senseless like he'd done to his brothers before, but instead she was making it last, forcing him through every little feeling, every little involuntary gasp and moan his body could produce.
And then, mere moments after it had begun, it stopped. Her felt her skirt against his ass, her shirt and breasts against his back, and her panting breaths against his neck.
"Did he really just take the whole thing?" Lane asked.
Luke leaned in to inspect. Sure enough, the entire toy, up to the flared base, was lodged up Lynn's rectum. "Whoa, you did it, bro. I didn't think you had it in you." He laid back against the mattress, shrugging. "Guess you were right, Lane. Look at his cock, though," he chuckled.
"Huh. I was sure he'd go soft. I think our little brother is enjoying this more than he lets on."
Sure enough, Lynn had to come to the realization that his body was betraying his bravado. Despite everything he refused to admit, his member was hard as a rock and leaking pre-cum. He was aching for release.
He was about to move one hand to pleasure himself when a faint knock came from the door, chilling him to the bone.
"It's us," Loni whispered.
'Us.' The word frightened Lynn. Still, he was in no position to stop anything.
Loki opened the door, and Loni crept into the room, immediately followed by Lars.
Linka had told Lynn he would have to make it up to Lars. He hadn't considered what that meant until now.
"Oh, look!" Linka playfully teased, still laying on top of her brother. "Lars came to watch too."
She reached out and patted the mattress in front of Lynn, wiggling the toy inside of her squirming brother as he did. "We saved you the best seat in the house."
Though he couldn't see much from his position, Lynn heard Lars gasp at the sight and hesitantly walk across the room. His younger brother's black-and-white-striped pajamas came into view, pitched like a tent. The sight of his sister and brother in such a lewd position was having an obvious effect on the younger Loud.
Lynn forced himself to look up, flinching half way through the movement when the shift in position caused the dildo to rub against his insides.
Despite his arousal, his younger brother didn't look sure about all of this.
"Isn't there something you should tell your brother?" Linka whispered into Lynn's ear.
"Dang it, Linka, what are you planning now? Isn't this enough punishment already?" Lynn grumbled, but was met with silence and stillness.
For a moment, he almost forgot the thick girlcock stretching his insides when he met her unimpressed glare.
There was no way out of this, was there? "Fine, fine. I'm sorry, Lars. I was a jerk."
Linka mussed up his hair with her hand, "See, that wasn't so hard, was it? Now, I wonder... how could you make it up to him? Any ideas, Lars? Is there something your brother can do to make it better?"
Lynn saw Lars's eyes go wide. He saw the bulge in his brother's pants twitch.
... Linka, you conniving bitch.
"Y-yes," the youngest brother nodded. Linka's hints had gone through loud and clear. "That would be... Nice."
"Such a nice brother," Loni crooned. At some point, Lynn realized, he'd joined them on the bed, sitting right behind Lars with his legs on either side of the gothic boy. "What do you think, Loki?"
"Definitely," Loki agreed, in his most caring big brother voice. "So true to his bet."
"I hate all of you," Lynn groaned.
"Aw! We love you too!" multiple voices retorted.
"Jerks." Lynn peered at the other bed. The good news was Loki wasn't filming any of this. He wouldn't have put it past his older brother.
The bad news was Loki was obviously rubbing his erection through his pants, while Lane and Luke had skipped even that decency. Lynn could see Lane's cock out of his pants and Luke's hand rubbing it slowly. Luke's own member, meanwhile, was only out of sight because Lane was currently busy sucking on it with his head in the musician's lap.
Of course they were getting off to his troubles. What else could he possibly have expected.
Pressing the toy hard against her brother's anus, Linka pushed him to scoot forward until his Lars's fabric-covered cock was poking him in the cheek. "Tsk, tsk," she chided. "Eyes on the prize."
Lynn tried to turn away. A fake cock up the ass was already a hard blow to his ego, but a real one in his mouth? The macho part of Lynn dug his heels in. No way.
He looked up at his little brother pleadingly. While Lynn couldn't make out the younger boy's eyes, as usual, Lars was biting his lip. This was his 'I'm excited but also kind of scared' face.
Lynn sighed in defeat. Loki was right. He'd made his bed, and if Lars was ever to trust him with any of this kind of stuff againm, he had to lie in it.
On top of that, if Lane could do it—and judging by the suckling noise filling the room and Luke's increased breathing, he certainly could—then so could he. He wasn't about to be so easily outdone.
This was all still bullshit, though.
"Ngh..." Wincing from the sensation of his anus still adapting to the invading girth, Lynn abandoned himself to his fate. He tried to reach for Lars's pajama bottoms and pull them down to reveal his member, but the movement was too much given his situation, even with Linka helping ease him through it. Lynn thanked all that was good and sporty that she was going easy on him.
"Here, let me help you with this."
Loni's voice surprised Lynn and, apparently, Lars. The older brother wrapped his arms around Lars's waist and pulled the boy up into his lap. "Larsy? Are you ready?" he asked gently.
Lars nodded, and allowed his second-eldest brother to lower the waistband of his pajamas, which also led to Loni 'accidentally' brushing against the younger boy's sensitive skin.
The haze of sensations from being penetrated was slowly ebbing out, allowing Lynn the clarity to try and do right by his brother. He gently gripped Lars's member with two fingers of his right hand and gave it an experimental lick, like a popsicle. He was rewarded by a deep shudder and a gasp from his little brother. The taste wasn't anything like he'd dreaded, Lynn reasoned. No different than if he'd licked his own arm.
Maybe he could get through this in one piece. He inspected his brother hesitantly, considering his next move. This was unknown territory to him.
As luck would have it, he had a guide. The corner of his eye caught Loni observing over Lars's shoulder. "Why don't you try little kisses along his shaft? I bet he'll like that."
Lynn did as instructed, peppering the length of his brother's cock with the kind of little smooches he usually reserved for mom's cheeks and Linka's forehead. He nearly lost his focus halfway through, when Linka decided to bend down further for a close look. In doing so, she pulled half of the strap-on out of him, making him flinch with shock and pleasure as the toy ground against his insides.
"Ahhh! Lynn! Please! More!" Lars moaned as his brother hesitantly worked his cock. His hands wanted to shoot out and grab his brother's head and push him further into his crotch, but Loni had taken a hold of them when he wasn't looking and was holding them away gently
"Okay, now wrap your lips around his tip," Loni advised, carefully watching Lynn work. He gave Lars's hands a gentle squeeze. "It's his first time too, Lars, let's not rush him. You too, Linka, give him a moment," he added with a wink to his sister.
Linka nodded and stood as still as possible while Lynn tried to focus on the next step. This was much more an intellectual than physical pursuit for her, but the urge to really start fucking her brother and see what kind of cute moans she'd be able to pull out of him was making her burn up with excitement. It didn't help that the back of the toy ground in just the right places against her own body.
Closing his eyes, Lynn pressed his lips to the tip of his brother's cock. Emboldened by the feeling of Lars's entire body tensing up when he did, he threw away his apprehensions and decided to see how much of the shaft he could take in his mouth before he started gagging.
The answer was, as it turned out: 'enough to draw a delightfully girly moan out of his gothic brother.' This encouraged Lynn to pull back up, run his tongue against the shaft as he did, and then go back down for another helping.
"Looks like we've got a natural." Loni smiled appreciatively as he watched Lynn go. Lars grinding against his cock while thrashing in his lap from the pleasure of his first blowjob was nice, but seeing him and Lynn getting along was its own reward, even if Linka had had to force it. Speaking of which...
Loni winked to his sister. "Do it."
Not that she needed any further encouragement. Linka grabbed a solid hold of Lynn's hips, causing Lynn to gasp around Lars's member and his eyes to go wide as she thrust her hips, pushing the toy into Lynn as deep as she could go, and forcing him down Lars's cock as far as he could take it. She paused for a moment, allowing him to regain his composure and breathe through his nose, before slowly pulling back and repeating the movement.
Seeing Lynn run the gamut of emotions from arousal to confusion to anger to defeat and back to arousal was getting Linka hot and bothered like few things before. Ron Andy's hot latino bod was close competition, but she could never have chosen.
Slowly building up the rhythm of her thrusts, she found herself analyzing the entire mess of brotherly arousal she'd started with her checkmate on Lynn.
Lars getting to enjoy some payback when each of her thrusts forced just a little bit more of his cock into Lynn's throat, and squirming in Loni's lap from the stimulation.
Loni, unapologetically dry humping his younger brother as he enjoyed the inadvertent lap dance, while murmuring loving little words of encouragement to each of them in turn.
Lane, who had decided that a circus act such as this one deserved an appropriate snack, and that the appropriate snack here was Luke's cock.
Luke, whose unbreakable focus somehow allowed him to provide the room with smooth jazzy riffs of his bass as he kept inventory of the situation and reveled in the delights of his brother's mouth.
Loki, who somehow maintained his aloof facade despite having discarded his pants and moved from fondling to vigorously rubbing his cock to the scene. Was Linka imagining things, or was he looking for an opportunity to jump in?
Of course, none of them quite held her attention like Lynn. With her brother beginning to push back against her thrusts, Linka shifted positions until she was penetrating him from further above, leaning more of her weight against him in such a way that her toy ground much more vigorously against her sensitive clitoris.
"Ladies and gentlemen," she quipped to herself and some imagined audience, "Our wholesome family."
With all of her attractive brothers and the sexually charged atmosphere in the room, it wouldn't be long before she reached her breaking point.
Lars, the youngest and least experienced, was the first to come to orgasm. His breath quickly accelerated as Lynn figured out new ways to drive him crazy. He frantically called for his brother to pull away; Lynn did so in a panic. Lars came just as his brother was retreating, and while Lynn was able, to his great relief, to avoid getting any in his mouth, he grimaced as a warm jet of goth-boy cum splattered his cheek and neck.
His complaints were cut off when the bass in the background rose to a crescendo and all eyes in the room turned to Luke, who punctuated the solo with a resonant moan before collapsing against the bed behind him, limply throwing up the horns with his right hand. Lane rose from his lap with a suspiciously full mouth, and winked at Lynn before swallowing the load in one go. "What's wrong, Lynn? I thought you liked protein shakes?"
Despite the intense grimace from the cum slathered on his face, the horrible joke, and the anal pounding he was receiving from Linka, Lynn was burning with uncomfortable arousal. When his sister grabbed hold of his cock and began stroking him vigorously, he did not last much longer. Splattering his own load amidst Loni's bedsheets with a muffled groan of his own, he crumpled forward, indifferent to Lars's softening cock pressing against his cheek.
Finally, it was Linka's turn. With one hand still holding on to Lynn for leverage, the other fondling her developing breasts, and the back end of the toy vigorously grinding against her sensitive lips and clit, the sole sister worked herself up to a mind-bending orgasm heralded by a series of cute little moans of her own. Finally, her light body collapsed onto her brother's.
While the more passive participants of the activities exchanged a few looks of amusement and satisfaction, Linka struggled through the afterglow, forcing herself to pull out of Lynn, drawing a final shudder from the boy. She crawled a bit further up his body so she could spoon him and whisper in his ear.
"Mmm... You were great. How was that? Not too bad?"
"Mmh..." he mumbled something intelligible.
She smooched his cheek —the one not dripping with boy juices, that is—before gently biting his ear. "What was that?"
Lynn squirmed at the affectionate stimulation. "... more." He groaned.
His eyes shot open as he realized what he'd just uttered without thinking. Why had he said that? He was still a bit delirious from his orgasm, sure, but... more? He didn't want more! He'd already just put up with all this.
Right?
Fortunately for him, his sister was much too worn out to act on that.
Unfortunately, that relief was short-lived.
"Mind if I get in on that?" Lynn could almost feel Loki's shadow being cast over him. "As eldest brother, I think I've got a thing or two I could teach you. Loni, care to give me a hand?"
Lynn cringed at the thought of what he'd apparently just signed up for.
Him and his stupid mouth...
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