An intimate conversation

"Hey Hunter. You got a minute?"

It was after midnight and Hunter had thought everyone else had gone to sleep. He had lounged on the couch in the downstairs living room and read a book in an attempt to make himself tired. Sadly the book had been too engrossing and the young man had read chapter after chapter. The room was dimly lit by the reading lamp behind him, so as not to disturb anyone. At the intrusion he sat up, suddenly alert, and found his cousin at the room's entrance. He immediately set his book down.

"Of course Ty. What's up?" Hunter asked in a quiet voice.

Tyler looked around the room nervously, his hands figitted in front of him. He paced back and forth and from body language alone Hunter knew something had been troubling his cousin greatly. That deduction churned something in his gut. Even so, Hunter didn't press, instead he just watched his cousin and waited patiently. Eventually, Tyler sat down across from him.

"I jus-" Tyler started before he stopped. The young man looked down and away in one direction and then another before he looked back at Hunter. "I need to talk to somebody."

Hunter nodded, "Okay. About what?"

Tyler rocked back and forth in place. Whatever this was about, Hunter could tell it'd been eating him up inside for a while. "I-I think there's something wrong with me."

The first thought that entered Hunter's head was that his cousin was sick; but he shook that away. If Tyler was ill he would have said that. This was something... different. So Hunter's mind raced with a myriad of possibilities as to what else it could be, until he saw that Tyler was incredibly anxious. So instead Hunter just blinked and took a half-moment to collect himself before he tentatively asked, "How do you mean?"

Tyler covered his mouth before he clenched and un-clenched his free hand. He still rocked and shook slightly. "Hey." Hunter reassured him. "It's okay Ty. You can tell me anything."

The other young man nodded and still rocked in his spot before he looked at Hunter with worried eyes and said in a quiet voice "I-I got these... urges."

Hunter blinked and nodded still wondering what this was about. "...okay. That's... pretty normal."

Tyler hugged himself and shook his head vigorously, "Not these ones man."

At this point Hunter was wondering if his cousin was trying to come-out to him. If so it would seriously have surprised him. Tyler didn't give off a 'gay vibe' at all. But weirder things had happened. But he then dismissed that idea, even if Tyler was gay, the guy knew there was nothing "wrong" with homosexuality. Hunter reasoned it must be something else still.

"Alright then. What sort of urges do you have."

The two sat in the dim light for an agonizingly long moment while Tyler gathered his courage, while Hunter patiently waited for him. It felt like an eternity before Tyler finally confessed, "I-I wanna fuck my family."

Hunter blinked, genuinely surprised, but he didn't say anything; his mind was too busy. Did Tyler mean his immediate family? Their extended family? Did Tyler want to fuck him!? His mind turned to the disembodied voice he'd heard in his vision earlier in the day; were Tyler's sexual desires a part of it? The silence apparently spooked Tyler who shot up immediately, "See! Even you think I'm fucked up!" He exclaimed quietly and moved to leave.

"Ty, Tyler!" Hunter called after him softly and the other young man stopped, "Come back and sit down. I don't think you're fucked up."

"Y-you don't?" Tyler asked almost in tears he was so scared.

Hunter shook his head reassuringly. "No man I don't."

Tyler hesitantly moved back to sit across from his cousin. "Why not?"

Hunter gave a little shrug and a sigh, "Look man, is what you told me uncommon? Sure. But have you checked out how many porn sites are out there that cater to the **** fetish? It's... more common than you might think."

"It's one thing to find two strangers pretending to be siblings fucking each other hot." Tyler shot back somewhat dismissively "It's another to want to actively fuck your sister."

Hunter had to grant him that point and nodded in concession. "That's... true." before he quickly added "but everyone has their kinks. So long as we're being honest..." he sighed and summoned his own courage "I've got the hots for my mom."

It was Tyler's turn to stop and blink. "Seriously!? You're not just saying that to make me feel better?"

Hunter nodded again and raised his hand as though he was preparing to testify in court, "Swear to God man. I want To. Fuck. My. Mom. So if you're fucked up then so am I. People who live in glass houses and all that shit."

Tyler sat back, blindsided by his cousin's confession. "Huh." he said blankly after a while. "Do you think it could have something to do with us being the kids of wizards?"

Hunter sat surprised at that contemplation, and wondered if it could be. He'd never felt that way about his mom before he'd made the change, but the memory of the time before faded with every passing hour. He wondered if in a weeks' time he'd be able to recall it at all. And when he thought about his history since he'd made the change he remembered that ever since he entered puberty his mother had been a nightly star on his sexual fantasies. In fact if his sexual fantasies were turned into a TV show Denise Curze would be the first name in the opening credits.

"Could be." He mused.

Tyler nodded before adding, "Maybe we are just both fucked up."

Hunter laughed, before adding with a smile "Maybe."