Billy stares at the message, the cowboy's heart racing. He clutches at a horn, tugging at it as he ponders the meaning of the words here. His father's number, messaging their neighbor…?
He feels sick, dropping the device and stumbling to his feet. That's when he catches himself in the mirror, all dressed down in that femmy and expensive underwear, showing off his private areas and turning himself into this sex object for what and for whom?
He glances back at Cody, who lies sprawled out on the bed, sleeping soundly, his chest rising, his falling, his dick pulled over to the side. A moment ago, he was ready to ride that shaft or have him plow into him, and now? What does he want now?
He gathers up his things, shuffling about, stumbling in his pants as he pulls them up over his prodigious butt, only to trip, knocking over the coyote's nightstand and sending it tumbling over, knocking it down, a small reading lamp down, and a few books as well.
Cody leaps up from bed, startled and groggy, looking this way and back down. "What the hell? Billy, what's going on here?" he asks, reaching out for the cowboy.
Billy spins around, slapping Cody's hand, snorting and stumbling to his feet. With his chest rolled back and his eyes flaring, he's pretty intimidating despite his state of dress.
"What are you doing to my family!?" he demands, throwing the phone to the coyote.
Cody fumbles it a moment, glancing down at the screen. His ears were lower, and a whimper rose from his throat.
"My parents are happily married! My Dad… oh fuck… you're fucking my Dad. Mom… poor mom." He grabs both horns, shifting back towards the door.
Cody grips the phone tight and barks. "You want me to explain?"
That stops Billy's movement, but he says nothing.
"You're anxious about what's happening. I'd be, too," Cody says, tossing the phone back at him.
It hits Billy on the chest and clatters to the floor.
Cody rolls his eyes, huffing, hands on his hips. "Listen, this is gonna be hard to hear, but guess you'll have to now, but we're having a little thing, got it?"
Billy winces, his eyes watering up.
"That's right… yer dad and me… and yer mom."
Billy swallows, staring at Cody, his jaw practically unhinged from shock.
Cody strokes his chin, placing his other hand at his elbow. "It's a long story, and I doubt you wanna hear it, but I'm addin' some spice to their marriage. You can understand wantin' to hang out with older people, I'm sure."
“….eeewww…”
"And this is why I didn't wanna tell ya," Cody says, flopping onto the mattress. "Though, I probably should. My bad.”
"You can't tell them about us," Billy says quickly.
Cody quirks an eyebrow. "That's what yer concerned about? Not that you're fuckin' a guy who's fuckin' your parents?"
"No, I mean yes, I mean aaagh!" Cody shakes his head, snorting.
"Let me ask you somethin', Billy Boy," Cody says, hand firmly on his knee and the other on the bed. "Why exactly are you feeling bad about this, hm? Is it because of some thoughts of a taboo? Is it makin' you squeamish? Is it the lies? Any one of those would be a good reason."
Billy takes a deep breath, one hand on his chest, one covering his delicates. "What about Beth?"
"Yer sister?" Cody growls. "What about her?"
"Are you… are you going to, planning to?
"Planning to what, hm?"
Billy licks his lips and locks his gaze on Cody, furrowing his brow. "Are you planning on developing a relationship… f… fucking her too?"
Cody shrugs, shaking his head. "I mean, before you found out, it seemed natural to explore the possibilities. It's not like I'm manipulating you all into doing things you don't want to do. Walk out that door right now, and we don't have to ever speak to one another again."
"Maybe she needs your brand of magic working on her," Billy says in a low, soft voice.
"Whoa now," Cody hops up. "Whatcha sayin', son. You want me to put the moves on your sister? Well, ain't that interesting. Now, why on earth are you bringin' that up?"
"It'd be weird if you didn't at this point," Billy says, pulling his hands away. "After all… we're all a little messed up in the Kine family."
Cody steps around him, placing his hands on his shoulders. "Are ya? Or is it just you, hm? Here, I thought you were just a cute little twink. You're a regular old hedonistic degenerate, ain't ya?"
Billy's lips quiver at those words, and he places his hands on his cheeks. "M-maybe it runs in the family?"
"Maybe, or maybe it's just the way you are. Ain't nothing wrong with it, s'long as no one gets hurt."
He wraps his hand around Billy, palm pressing against the cowboy's length, wrapping around it. "Fuck, cowboy, you're so hard right now. Is this going to be our secret? Or should I tell her that Billy Boy sent me?"
"N-no!" Billy shudders. "You can't. I don't want any of them to know."
"Fuck, you little perverted mastermind. You're something else, ain'tcha.
"I'm… I'm me."
"And what exactly are you?"
"I'm a dirty little slut who wants to send you over to creampie  my older sister!"
"That's the dirtiest out of your family so far," he says, "And yer parents thought they were cheatin' on each other 'til I told them the truth.”
Billy bites his lip.
"Fine, Billy. For now, I'll work on her, and I'll fuck her, and I'll give you all the lurid details. But, how about we do what we set out to do?"
"M-moo?"
Cody lets go of Billy's cock, throwing him down onto the bed and standing behind him, letting his now rejuvenated coyote cock fall onto his crack, rubbing up and down along it. "I'm gonna show you how I breed a cow."
"Show me what you do to all of them!" Billy whines.
Cody smirks. "Oh, I'm sure we'll get to that soon."