>Lincoln lay in bed, unable to sleep
>The young boy hadn't been able to find any rest over the past week
>Always dragged out of bed at odd hours of the morning
>It was fun at first, it felt really good too
>But Lincoln has found the activities that his oldest sister puts him through to be taxing, to say the least
>Again, he never argued with how it made him feel
>He'd never experienced anything like it before
>But the issue was, Lori always wanted it
>All the time
>'Bobby isn't enough for you?' Lincoln thought bitterly as he gazed at his vibrating phone, Lori's picture flashing across the screen
>With a heavy sigh, he rose out of bed, not bothering to put on his pants
>He wouldn't need them anyway...
>Lincoln tiptoed out of his room, leaving the door open just a crack to be able to get back in silently
>Coming closer to Lori and Leni's room, he found their door to be slightly ajar as well
>No doubt by Lori
>Leni was away on a modeling trip in California and wouldn't be returning for another week
>'More time for Lori to get what she actually wants from me' Lincoln thought.
>Moving inside, he slowly closed the door behind him, locking it. Something he was instructed to do every time they did this
>He was then grabbed by the arm and thrown on to her bed
>In the first few days of their "adventure", Lori was more affectionate
>She kissed him, nibbled on his neck and ear
>They'd even cuddle for a bit afterwards, her telling how special he meant to her
>But as time progressed, she stopped being considerate of what he wanted
>Sure, he never blatantly told her that he really enjoyed the make out and cuddling sessions before and after the act
>But as her only male sibling, it should go without saying
>She yanked off his underwear
>Taking his soft flesh into her mouth
>Giving him attention there, just enough to make him rock hard
>That was about as much attention she gave him during these nightly visits
>She released his now, full erection, with a resounding"pop"
>It was too dark to see her, but he assumed she had already removed her own underwear
>Familiar hot tightness surrounded his dick
>Lori let out a shuddering moan, beginning to roll her hips
>Lincoln genuinely felt like a toy to her
>It felt amazing, having Lori ride him like this
>He could never deny that she brought him release
>But it felt so empty
>"F-Fuck.. Bobby.." She moaned out, lost in a world of pleasure and fantasy 
>That's what hurt Lincoln the most, she didn't even bother to use his name during this
>He was just her doll, her plaything
>Shr let out a low moan, him feeling her tightness squeeze harder around his cock
>He followed her release with his own, though, they were dry spurts
>She collapsed off of him, laying at his side
>Lincoln sighed heavily for the second time that night
>Shielding his eyes with his arm out of frustration
>"Lori...?" He asked tentatively
>"Hmm..?" She replied, already beginning to doze off.
>"I.. I don't want to do this anymore.." Lincoln admitted, nervously.
>Deep down, he was sick of being used by her, it had been stirring for some time now, but he couldn't take it anymore
>The least she could do was acknowledge the boy she was fucking, her own flesh and blood
>Her brother
>She moved to hug him, pulling him closer to herself
>This surprised the boy, his hopes rising
>But the flame was soon doused out
>"Mmm... Why, Linky..? You're really good at this.. Don't you like it...?" She asked, her voice full of seduction and need 
>Link felt as though he was going to be sick
>Forcibly removing himself from her grasp, he stomped out of her room, slamming her door shut
>He didn't care if they got caught, he just needed to get out of there
>Luckily, no one seemed to notice, or if they did, no one opened their door to see what the ruckus was
>He safely made it back to his own room, closing his door and flopping on his bed
>Fatigue set in, but he didn't sleep
>He didn't notice the tears rolling down his face, staining his pillow
>Nor his door opening silently
>Nor the dip in his bed as another occupant took their place behind him, spooning him
>He faintly remembered the scent of Lori
>Her soft lips against his neck and cheek
>And whispered words:
>"I'm so sorry, Lincoln"
>Sleep took him into her bosom and Lincoln had succumbed