It was 4 months since the incident with Tolkein. Kyle strangely didn't feel as bad as he did at first...thinking about it now made him laugh. Kyle was watching true crime on his phone he recently became obsessed with crime documentaries and school shooters. Something about these sick people and their actions itched an itch in his soul that he was never able to scratch until now...to make things worse he recently has been getting his airsoft gun and Playing school shooter, often shooting his toys or something like that. Only when his parents weren't. Laughing like a maniac while doing so. He got up from his bed just to do that and he walked to his closet to get his airsoft gun. "Hehe, it's playtime!" Kyle giggled as he went to his toy box and got out his most human-looking toys.
Like action figures and lined them up. He even had lockers made out of legos, his setup was dedicated and was always the same. He went to his clothing drawer and got out a pixel camo mask and put it around his face and pulled it over his nose. He turned around and loaded his airsoft gun. He smiled big. He kicked two boxes out of the way as if they were doors. "Everybody on your knees!' He shouted in character. He then mimicked scared screams for the toys "What if you did this in real life, Kyle?" That fucking voice was back. Kyle shook his head and continued to play his twisted game firing at his toys and laughing. As Kyle fired he felt this wave of heat, he looked down at his airsoft gun, and his eyelids drooped. Something about this was somewhat exciting. He stopped what he was doing and began to pull down his pants and underwear he moved his airsoft gun in between his legs.
He bit his lip. "What am I doing?" he thought as he then got onto his knees. The stock pressing into his privates
He then moved the airsoft gun back and forth between his legs. His face flared up with blush..."Oh g-god..." Kyle growled. This felt so good, the stock was textured and it hit his spot perfectly. He bit his lip as he went faster... "god, this is so naughty..." he uttered. He continued to show his gratitude to his airsoft gun... he eventually finished. Groaning loudly. But then Kyle's room door came open. "Kyle are you alri- WHAT WHAT WHAT?!" Sheila screamed shocked to see her son in a very sexual position with his airsoft gun between his legs.
4 hours passed and Gerald came home. They wanted to talk to him together.
"Sheila I'm sure it's not as bad as it sounds, he's a growing boy, he's going to try things, it's what boys do, even if it's a little... odd." Kyle was on the couch watching true crime again, the one on was about a mall shooter. As it showed cut footage of the shooter walking around with their weapon. Kyle bit his lip. Kyle grabbed the blanket next to him and covered himself and began to pleasure himself. He kept eyeing the kitchen making sure his parents weren't looking. Sheila looked past Gerald and looked at Kyle. "Gerald he's doing it again!" Gerald looked back and saw Kyle masturbating on the couch. "I... Sheila just let him finish before you give him the boot?" Gerald. "Like I said Sheila, has a growing boy. Please understand that."
Sheila didn't like it but she knew Gerald was right." but it's so inappropriate!" Sheila said. They both heard a quiet groan from the living room not long after. Sheila began to walk over to him and confront him, blocking the TV. "Mom get out of the way of the tv! I'm watching true crime!" Kyle screeched annoyed trying to move to see the tv. "Don't yell at your mother Kyle!" Gerald said in a stern parental tone. "Grrrr!" Kyle growled. Gerald rolled his eyes and tried to be a supportive parent.
"Kyle we want to talk to you about, uhhh. How do I say this?" Gerald took a deep breath. "Your uhh, little game with your airsoft gun." Gerald. Kyle groaned in response
"Jesus Christ..." Kyle uttered rolling his eyes and turning off the tv. "We want you to know that it's normal... and ok to use things other than your hands for self-relief... but an airsoft gun is far from appropriate for that Kyle," Sheila said sincerely trying to follow Gerald's lead. Kyle growled at them. "FUCK YOU GUYS SERIOUSLY!" Kyle screamed as loud as he could at them. Thinking they were trying to humiliate him. He ran to his room and locked the door behind him. He fell back against his door and slid down it. And began to ball, he didn't know what was happening to him and why he was having these inhuman desires.
Kyle was definitely unwell