Lincoln/Luna/Sam drabble

	Luna’s impressionable mind wasn’t sure how to deal with the messed up situation she was witnessing. She had thrown all caution to the wind, put her feelings on the line and finally mustered up every ounce of courage in her body. All the stage fright she accumulated over the years couldn’t compare to the first moment she talked to Sam. She had faced the music and it faced her back, cultivating into a magical symphony of friendship and eventually, love. Or so the rocker thought. Luna didn’t know what love was but she knew this wasn’t it.

	Little Lincoln huffed and puffed. This wasn’t the first time he had been through this but it was the first time with a stranger. Her touch was cold and distant, unlike those of his sisters. A whirling tornado of confliction stirred about within the lad. It felt as wrong as it did right and boy did it feel right. He tried to look away but all he saw was his sister, sitting across the bottom bunk starring back at him. He turned back and focused on the blue streak of hair in front of him. He tried not to seem enthused but his excited body betrayed him. He wasn’t sure whether to push the older gal away of pull her close.

	Sam had the boy pinned down like a lion cornering its prey. All she could do was snicker and smile as she ran her digits up along the length of the 11 year old’s soft torso, humming a beat as she explored his body.

	“You know, you’re a real cutie Lincoln,” Sam smirked as she removed her jacket and shirt, revealing a teal bra adorned with white stars. “I bet you get all the little ladies at your school. I can see why Luna was confident enough to confide her deepest secret with me.”

	Luna winced. She thought sharing secrets with each other would help deepen their relationship. She didn’t know why she opened up with such heavy ammunition but she regretted it immediately. The fact that Sam didn’t dump her degenerate ass right then and there was a miracle. She wanted so desperately to impress the cute rocker girl she’d do just about anything. It seemed that her guitar was tuned more than her own brain.

	“Sam, be gentle with him, will ya?” Luna pleaded in a rather defeatist tone. “He’s not some piece of meat, he’s my little bro.”

	“Hey Luna, don’t make me do all the work by myself,” the topless rocker coerced her partner over with that cool, warm smile that won her over in the first place. “It’s no fun if it’s just a duet! Besides, the way you described it earlier was amazing and you said it was alright!”

	“Luna…” Lincoln whispered as Sam planted little kisses along the length of his neck. The gyrating motion of her palm against his ever growing groin was over stimulating. The musk she emanated was similar to Luna’s albeit so much more alluring. He couldn’t even finish his thoughts.

	“Come on Luna,” Sam beckoned with an overly sweet smile that was unbecoming given the situation. “You’re still my little drummer girl, right?”

	Luna’s eyes darted between her brother and lover. The trembling sensation in her heart. The stirring sensation in her gut. The cloud in her mind that fogged her judgment. All these components formed a cocktail that addled her love-drunk mind and went against everything she knew. The lavender lass crawled across the bed, cradling Lincoln’s head in her lap.  The boy’s beating heart was going haywire.

	“I love you Sam but I also love my bro. You’re gonna play second fiddle to this sweet child o’ mine, you got that?”

	 “Sounds like a deal to me Luna,” Sam grinned and nodded in agreement before stretching over to give the trembling 15 year old a peck on the lips. It quelled Luna’s trepidation and sent her heart aflutter.  “Let’s get this show on the road!”

	Luna looked down at her bro. A sense of sorrow filled her as she realized the awful mistake she made. To rope an unsuspecting 11 year old into a mess like this was unforgivable. It was gonna take a lot of work to make it up to him. She figured right then and there was as good a time as any to get started. Luna lived up to the name of Lincoln’s favorite band, giving the lad a smooch imbibed with carnal desires that could rival just about any he’d ever experience in his life.

	Sam wasn’t about to be left in the dirt. She unbuttoned the boy’s jeans and pulled down his red briefs. The blonde haired rocker, was salivating in anticipation as Lincoln’s stiffening cock flopped out right before her.

	The boy was flushed bright red at the thought of a stranger looking at his most intimate spot. Luna could feel the heat radiating off his face as she continued her sloppy assault on his face. A bead of drool connected the sibling’s lips as Luna pulled herself away. Lincoln’s dizzy face was a sign that he was enjoying the show more than any of them were expecting.

	“Luna,” Lincoln spoke up to the one he trusted, looking for some direction and reassurance. “What am I supposed to do?”

	“Do what feels right bro,” Luna said as she took a hold of her brother’s hand.  “I’m here for ya so don’t worry about a thing.”

	“Don’t worry Lincoln, I’m not gonna bite!” Sam interjected as she ran the tip of her index finger along the boy’s cute, throbbing cock. “Now just relax and let me and your sis take you to heaven.”