Submission

by Element53

Kyle is a chaste priest battling the sexual tension within himself. An inhuman spirit seeks to set him free.

Three months earlier

Kyle ran at a steady pace through the nature trails, listening to soft rock and working up a decent sweat. The ground sunk and squished slightly underneath his feet as he ran. It had rained two days ago, and the air still felt humid from it. The summer sun was bright above, but in the dense evergreens it was a bit cooler.

Kyle loved running the trails in town. It was one of the only moments he felt truly alone and could be with his thoughts. Sure, he passed others while on the trails, but the music kept him occupied in his own space within his mind. There had been some…things troubling him as of late. Particularly those based on his own selfish desires.

Kyle knew has was gay, and although he had accepted it and had even told a few close friends and relatives, he still preferred to keep himself disciplined. He was a priest, after all. He had always been taught that frivolous sex and lust were something to be discouraged. However, in the past few weeks Kyle had experienced a test of faith.

It had started here, in the midst of the trees and leaves and humidity. Kyle was jogging, as had become his habit, and he just so happened to pass another runner going the opposite direction. Only this runner was something out of Kyle’s deepest dreams.

He was tall, and he was very well built. He came around the corner from behind a tree and Kyle immediately saw how scantly he was dressed. He had on a sleeveless oversized shirt that hung down low past his chest. Kyle remembered how he could see the sides of his tanned pecs, the faintest beginning of a few curls of chest hair peeking out of the tank. His eyes drifted down and saw that he was wearing the shortest workout shorts Kyle had ever seen on a man. If they were even a centimeter shorter Kyle would have been able to see the start of his butt.

Kyle had never had much of an athletic build. He had always been healthy but certainly on the skinnier side of things. This sight of someone who was flaunting the sculpted body they had clearly put the work in for filled Kyle with immense desire and jealousy.

The handsome stranger got a few feet away from him when everything in Kyle’s memory started to move in slow motion. His thighs and pecs shook as his thick legs hit the ground. The way his form shifted from one position to the next as he ran, and all the while being drenched in glistening sweat. Kyle could make out the long wire of his earbuds bouncing in tandem with his body just as he looked up to notice the stranger paying him the quickest of glances as they passed each other.

Present day

Kyle imagined looking back to see the stranger’s a—

Kyle shook his head. He knew that allowing himself to be taken away by desire like that wasn’t right. He could feel his manhood already beginning to swell. It was a sin, and it was a sin that had been plaguing him for months now.

He stood at the front of an empty sanctuary, silently praying and looking up at the pure white statue depicting his Lord. He’d asked God to forgive him a million times over for what became of that moment. Kyle never thought he would resort to touching himself but…in any case he had put it behind him.

Kyle now stood in the cold and silent sanctuary, beckoning to God yet again to forgive him for these heinous thoughts. Behind him sat rows and rows of vacant pews. No one was here to witness this, but Kyle still felt as though the seats were lined with the judging stares of his peers and predecessors. Around him were dozens of lifeless candles. Their unlit wicks almost seemed to give off an extra degree of chill, as though cold flames danced in their center. In front of Kyle stood the heavy marble bath where he had witnessed and performed so many baptisms underneath the marble statue of Christ.

All this immaculate creation to honor holiness, but Kyle felt like a stain upon its pure white surface. No amount of prayer or asking forgiveness could stave off the lust bubbling up inside of him. Even with his lapse of judgement that day in his office, he still wanted more.

Amid Kyle’s desperate prayers, a sudden wind blew through the otherwise still sanctuary. It was warm against the cool A/C of the building. Kyle opened his eyes to see the water inside the font dancing into motion from the gust. A chill ran up Kyle’s spine and his animal instincts kicked in. He quickly rose up from his knees and whirled around, thinking someone had walked into the sanctuary. When he turned around, however, he was met with the same empty pews.

“What was that?” Kyle thought to himself, his eyes darting around the room quizzically.

Another development emerged into Kyle’s senses. A smell. It was faint, but he could smell something earthy and dank, with a slight twinge of spice. A small noise came from what sounded like the left side of the room. Kyle curiously but cautiously walked over to where he thought he heard it. It sounded like a thump against the wood of the pew, but upon investigation Kyle found nothing. It was just a regular pew waiting for Sunday morning.

Another noise broke the formidable silence yet again, this time coming from near the baptismal font where Kyle was just standing.

Now actually somewhat nervous, Kyle made his way back to the front of the font. The smell of cloves and musk was very apparent now. Not wanting to turn around, Kyle stared into the water, his own visibly frightened face staring back at him.

Suddenly, a wave of euphoria came over him. Kyle knees buckled and he had to catch himself on the ledge of the pool. Kyle hunched over the water, feeling a foreign fever take hold of his body. He felt warm and tingly, like tiny feathers were deftly and gently gliding over his skin. He could feel this sensation through his button up and dress pants.

Kyle started to take deep and relaxed breaths, standing back upright and on his feet. His crotch was swelling and getting hard, but any recollection of him trying to pray it away just moments ago was lost on what he was currently experiencing.

The sensations of light caress continued onto the pucker of his ass, and Kyle let out a soft whimper. His cock reached its full mast at an unremarkable 5 inches, but it felt harder than it had ever felt in Kyle’s life. It twitched and bumped all on its own from the intensity of the erection. Kyle could feel the smallest amounts of pre leaking from it.

Kyle’s resilience finally broke and he let out an audible moan that echoed through the sanctuary. He arched backward while holding onto the ledge of the font, every strain of his back and forearms feeling like ecstasy. It was in this moment that Kyle opened his eyes and saw the reflection in the water of the thing standing right next to him.

As quickly as Kyle saw the pitch-black silhouette and let out a sharp gasp the thing reached forward and grabbed Kyle’s shoulder. It whirled Kyle around to face it and grabbed hold of the hard as steel cock burgeoning in Kyle’s pants. It didn’t feel like it had grabbed his cock on his pants, it was as though its hand had gone through his fly and was touching Kyle directly. Its grip was just as hard. It held Kyle there paralyzed in fear and lust.

Amid the sensations of pleasure and pure terror, Kyle was able to get a full look at what was seizing him. At first glance it looked like a black mass in the rough shape of a person, but a closer look revealed details within the swirling darkness. The thing’s body was that of a heavily built man, with broad shoulders, thick legs, and a clear definition to the outline of its arms. Kyle could see small differences in the shadows of its front that made out a shelf of pecs and a strong jawline. However, once Kyle stared into its face he realized what he was truly looking at. Just like its other features, its face was shrouded in darkness, but Kyle could make out a mouth that was protruding open from a set of sharp and jagged teeth. It was twisted into a devious smile, showing that the thing was enjoying what it was doing. Kyle looked further up to see the clear definition of four horns protruding from its forehead, and a pair of red eyes with glints of white glowing behind its silhouette. Kyle was facing down a demon.

The demon held Kyle by his cock in its vice grip. It stepped closer to him and leaned into Kyle’s neck. It gave a deep and guttural inhale before opening its monstrous mouth and extending a snakelike tongue. Its tongue wrapped around Kyle’s neck completely and snaked down to his collarbone. It felt wet but left no trace of moisture. The demon had started to slowly massage Kyle’s cock, making him squirm.

“P-Please, God, help me!” Kyle whimpered as best he could, but upon his prayer the demon growled and let out a roar that was easily the most awful sound Kyle had ever heard. It sounded like a lion’s roar, and man’s yell, and a bat’s high-pitched screeching.

It gripped Kyle’s cock harder and pulled him upright. It yanked him up against its body and gave a deep purring sound. Kyle couldn’t help himself and reached up felt the demon’s torso. Even though it looked like a mostly black silhouette, Kyle could feel the peaks and ridges of huge pecs and large abs. Its skin felt like an animal’s paw. When Kyle felt downwards his hand glided smoothly, but when he went up, he was met with rough friction. Kyle felt its bulbous shoulders and massive biceps. He squeezed them and felt how hard and sinewy they were underneath the swirling shadows.

With the expertise of an incubus, the demon reached behind Kyle and dug its claws into his ass cheek while still holding onto his cock. He felt phantom claws painfully dig into his flesh, no, his soul. It opened its mouth again and its tongue snaked forward. Kyle opened his mouth to scream but was quickly gagged by the tongue as it shot into his mouth and down his throat. It wiggled back and forth unnaturally, sliding over Kyle’s own tongue. The smell of mildewy earth and cloves was intense now. The fiend’s tongue felt intensely cold and wet, and yet it still burned like menthol.

Another layer of Kyle’s willpower broke as he began to softly buck his hips. The demon purred again and let Kyle thrust his cock in its hand. It moved its clawed fingers over Kyle’s hole and dove a pair in without hesitation. Kyle gasped and wriggled, but he couldn’t do anything to escape the demon’s snare. Pain mixed with pleasure as the demon’s claws scratched at Kyle’s insides, its tongue still dancing within Kyle’s throat.

They writhed like that for a few minutes in front of the empty congregation before the demon let its fingers out of Kyle’s ass. Its tongue shot back into its mouth like a tape measure. Kyle had a fragment of a second to breathe freely before the demon forced him around and pushed him down over the water. With its feet it kicked Kyle’s legs apart and bent his knees inward. Kyle managed to support himself with his arms against the ledge of the font, but there was still no escape.

The demon groped Kyle’s ass through his pants and knelt down, spreading him open. With a wicked flick of its claw, it made a single tear in the rear of Kyle’s pants, exposing his hole and sending a cold draft down his pant leg. Kyle couldn’t fathom how the apparition wasn’t ripping the rest of his clothes or his skin in the process. It felt as though his soul was the one being forced upon, not just his body.

The demon glided its maw over to Kyle’s hole, Kyle could feel its teeth grazing his skin and winced in fear of it biting down. The same serpentine tongue made quick work of diving deep into its prize. Kyle swore it felt slightly thicker than from when it was in his mouth just moments ago. The demon ravenously ate at Kyle, letting its tongue jolt around and thrashing its head as it went about its work.

“Ohhh.” Kyle moaned deeply, his voice echoing again through the otherwise silent room. The demon purred again, this time sounding rhythmic, almost like a chuckle. It sent its tongue further into Kyle, making him squirm. He could feel the end of it writhing around aimlessly inside him. The demon clawed and groped at Kyle’s ass, sending small but sharp shots of pain through his system.

Just as quickly had the demon whirled Kyle around it slowed down, and the demon’s long tongue went from being deep inside Kyle to slithering its way back from whence it came. It took its claws away from Kyle and stood back up. For a moment, Kyle stood there against the ledge. His knees bent, his back arched, and his chest held over the water. He started to look behind to see if his attacker had disappeared when he felt something hot slide itself over his lower back. An erotic chill ran up Kyle’s spine.

Two hands took hold of his hips, and the demon slid its cock over the top of Kyle’s ass again. Kyle whipped his head to the front again, trembling. He looked up at the white marble depiction of Jesus hanging on the cross; it was motionless but ever gazing down on him. His eyes widened as he felt the head of the demon poke at his hole. The demon expertly guided its pitch-black cock into its victim, relishing in the yelp Kyle let out.

“A-Ah!” Kyle yelped again, feeling the sharp pain as his hole stretched at the girth of the demon’s tool. It felt terribly painful and amazingly sensual at the same time. The demon continued to slowly press into Kyle for what seemed like forever until Kyle felt its legs touch his own. The demon remained motionless for a few moments, letting Kyle settle in, before beginning to make slow but powerful thrusts into him.

Kyle felt his heart in his throat. He couldn’t believe that entire thing had fit inside him. Every thrust felt exhilarating, a sinful combination of pain and pleasure. Kyle’s short little dick twitched in response, pre oozing at the tip inside his pants.

“F-F-…Fuck!” Kyle yelled, which made the demon make its purr-growling again. It began to pick up the pace. It slapped its groin against Kyle’s ass, making smacking noises that echoed off the grandiose walls of the church. It leaned forward and wrapped its shadowy arms around Kyle’s chest and pulled him up. It fondled and caressed his body as it continued to fuck him into submission.

Kyle had finally let go. He was moaning like a bitch in heat with every thrust the demon made into his body. His attacker seemed to be letting go as well, huffing and grunting in delight as it held Kyle captive. Kyle turned around to look at the demon, and it in turn looked straight back at him, as evil often does. Kyle reached back and caressed its rough head, all the while the fiend continued to give Kyle the fuck of his life. Kyle felt the smooth bone-like texture of its horns, and the fiend’s eyes flashed with a fiery blaze.

The demon stopped for a moment and readjusted itself. It moved its arms from holding Kyle’s torso to hooking them under Kyle’s arms. In a single hefty lift, the demon rose Kyle up off the floor. The feeling of being lifted so easily made Kyle even hornier. He could feel the demon’s staunch muscles flexing in order to keep him held aloft. The demon began to bounce Kyle up and down its behemoth cock. Kyle arched his lower back, giving himself completely to the sensations he now worshipped.

The demon turned Kyle around. Kyle was no longer facing the font, but instead looking out at the rows of empty pews as the demon continued to fuck him relentlessly. The demon reached down and ripped open the crotch of Kyle’s pants, exposing his hard little dick, bouncing before the empty congregation.

The cold air bit at Kyle’s freshly exposed groin, but it still felt so erotic to be naked in front of the room he so often preached to dozens of people. If they saw him now, in this state of animalistic rutting, they would be horrified and disgusted, but Kyle didn’t care. He’d never felt so free, so alive. All that pent up sexual tension must have called to the demon and enticed it here. The demon knew exactly what it was doing, and it greedily took advantage of its quarry, eager to give this pathetic priest what he so desperately wanted.

The demon picked up the pace even further, huffing and groaning in its own infernal pleasure. Kyle felt the tension between them reaching a climax. He knew what was coming.

The demon lifted Kyle higher as it let out a bestial moan. This time, instead of sounding horrifying, it sounded like a cacophony of sexual gratification. Like a whole group of men all climaxing together and in a symphony of orgasm. It was still unnerving in a way.

As quickly as the demon had begun to moan, it was filling Kyle with its seed. Kyle felt the hot demonic cum explode inside his gut. Kyle couldn’t see it from his vantage, but pitch black liquid had started to spurt from the sides of the demon’s monstrous cock. Its spunk was dark like the night sky, but it had a silvery iridescence to it. The demon’s cock twitched almost a dozen times, each time shooting streams of cum deep inside its victim.

The demon’s dark seed sputtered out from Kyle’s hole as it filled him to capacity, making wet splattering sounds as it hit the pressed carpet below. Kyle felt the hot liquid churn inside him. Strangely, it almost felt as though the liquid itself was moving, not just from still being lifted up and down on the demon’s cock. His insides were writhing.

The beast finally let Kyle down onto the floor. Kyle was dropped to all fours as the demon slowly pulled out. The immense pressure inside him subsided, but he could still feel the bucket’s worth of cum squirming in his gut. A wave of euphoria suddenly passed over Kyle, and he felt every fiber of his body begin to tingle and tense.

“Ohhhh,” Kyle moaned, lost in the sensation. “Ohh, fuck…oh fuck!”

Kyle’s body seized, and he looked down at his hands to see his forearms begin to grow. He felt his knuckles cracking as his fingers stretched out and his palm widened. Kyle’s biceps burst with muscle and the sleeves on his shirt exploded into shards of fabric. Kyle felt his shoes crack open as his feet grew, followed by his pants as a new set of tree trunk thighs ripped open the seams.

“Fuuuhhk!” Kyle screamed in pleasure as he rose up onto his knees. Mountainous shoulders and boulder-sized pecs strained at his shirt until Kyle took it by the collar and ripped it open. He looked down and watched as his entire chest pulsated and twitched like a scene from a horror movie. A deep crevice formed between his pecs as his nipples widened and his stomach rippled into a cobblestone muscle gut.

The demon had slowly made its way around and in front of Kyle, watching its infernal seed do its handiwork.

Kyle’s hips grew wider, and the hole the demon had deftly made in his white briefs was straining against his now-growing cock. He reached down and tore his underwear open. Now free from the constraints of mortal fabric, Kyle’s once humble dick swelled and stretched into a boastful 10-inch behemoth that was thickening to rival a can of soda. His balls were ballooning into a ripe plum of masculine iconography.

“Ohh..ah! Ah fuck!” Kyle screamed as the veins in his new monster cock swelled and his cock stretched forward one more inch. His massive balls churned and he started to cum. Only, this wasn’t his usual amount of cum, this was a sinful culmination of all his years of repressed sexuality. Thick ropes of white cum leaped out from his 11-inch dick, slapping onto the ground and cascading into the empty aisle before him. The thinly pressed beige carpet made an erotic and wet thumping sound as it became soaked.

Kyle once again dropped to all fours as he kept cumming jets of seed. The demon stepped forward and held Kyle’s head up by his chin, watching as his victim was helpless against the most potent orgasm he had ever hoped to experience. Kyle gazed back at his benefactor, realizing what it had done to him.

The last fragments of Kyle’s shirt fell to the floor as his back cracked and widened. His back arched as his ass plumped up and his hole twitched. Fat splattering sounds continued as his cock shot onto an already cum soaked carpet.

“Uughhhh,” Kyle moaned, his voice notably deeper, as the edges of his vision started to darken. He finally stopped cumming, only to feel himself beginning to lose consciousness.

The demon dissipated out of existence as Kyle fell to the ground in a puddle of his own cum.

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