FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

“Wholy Unholy”

His name was Angel; but he never really was exactly that. He was led into a life of lust, want and the desires of the flesh as early as seventeen years old. His potential in life was squandered by the men around him, and his weekends were often lost in some night club or some back alley, either fucking some random stranger off the street or indulging in drugs for greater and greater highs. His crashes were the only thing that he didn’t like, so the constant state of his drug induced haze was the only thing he looked forward to. Juvenile Hall didn’t stop him, court orders meant nothing to him; he simply adjusted his routines to be caught less and less.

By the age of twenty, his family had given up on him and vanished; he didn’t know where, he didn’t really care. They never really supported him anyway. All he wanted was the next high, the next fuck. He frequented spotty night clubs and bathhouses for his next thrill; his overt pleasures often spilling into public. He didn’t care, he never cared anyone anyone else; and that led him to his ultimate demise:

It was at a club called “Nova” a gay bar that had opened only a few weeks prior; it had your typical crowds, typical music and strobing lights. But what no one realized were that those lights were a nasty safety hazard, no one even noticed that a fire had begun until the blaze had begun to consume massive portions of the crowd, patrons ran, scrambling towards the door, killing dozens in a crush at the limited entrances as the fire enveloped the entirety of the main room. Angel was in the bathroom with his latest conquest; he had the man bent over a toilet, plowing into him so hard that his screams were echoing the ones outside. Angel never did look around to see what it was about, if these people were watching he would have just let them. His high was exquisite, even when the smoke began to curl its way into the bathroom, he only tightened the grip on his partner’s hair, pulling it back and dragging his tongue lewdly along his neck and face, plowing him harder and harder. He’d cracked the tiles behind the toilet, giving into his pleasure as the large man tightened around him and he really began to scream this time.

“Dios mio...yes scream for me baby... fuck! Give your soul to me!” His voice sounded so feral that it almost alarmed him, but he didn’t care, he felt the wet slap of the other man’s ass against his cock as he pounded him relentlessly.

Angel didn’t see the fire as it broke into the bathroom, he didn’t feel it as the flames began to consume his flesh. He didn’t hear the man under him scream as he was suddenly engulfed and turned to ash. Angel rolled his hand across his scalp, he could feel his fingers tingle like fire as his hair fell and burned away, until the world around him was gone and he lay now crumpled on the floor of a barren, molten landscape. His body writhed in pain as his charred remains came to a rest.

Suddenly, Angel began to breathe again, his eyes opened and he felt a surge of strength course through his body, he rolled over onto his back and howled, feeling his muscles grow, his body popping, his bones crackling like fire as he screamed, his voice echoing into the abyss of the black sky above. His skin became a tough, thick armor of flesh, his dark eyes suddenly illuminating a brilliant gold color. The pain of his horns now growing from the top of his head felt more orgasmic than painful, his thick, swollen demon cock writhing, then spewing a fiery white volley of cum over and over again. As it splashed against his body, where it landed created small nubs, almost spikes along his torso. His nipple also became a target, the result made it look like a human piercing directly through his tit with a silver barb of metal now jammed through it. As the transformation, the wake of his orgasm slowed, he felt his body collapse and relax. His massive muscle was quite a change from his normally lithe form, and as he dragged a finger up the trail left by his cumshot and placed it to his tongue, he grinned. He tasted even better than he could have ever imagined.

Time meant nothing in this place between realms and soon the demon found that he was able to travel back and forward through time itself. After he claimed several thousand demonic asses, accepting their seed as his payment, he began to find ways to change between dimensions; his first was to a time in the western United States somewhere in the early nineteenth century. He felt a swirl of sand vortex around him as he appeared amidst a darkened desert. Immediately the smell of musk and lust struck him like a brick.

A campfire in the distance, the demon crept low; attaining a human form to better fit in. He crept toward the fire and saw three men sleeping in a semicircle around the blaze; the firelight dancing their shadows across their bodies. His eyes danced across the men; two of them were rather attractive, the third...was passable. Prowling amongst them, the demon approached the first man; a large man with a curled up, tight mustache that twitched very slightly as he snored. He lay on his back and as the demon approached swiftly, his fingers slowly stroked through his facial hair.

The man’s eyes opened slightly, beholding the vision of a completely naked and well hung man crouched in front of him, his mouth opened but as the demon pressed a finger to his lips he uttered a soft “Shhhh...” and the man’s words froze in his throat. He watched as the man’s long claws dug at his shirt, making short work of his suspenders, which snapped back over his shoulders, loosening his pants. “I need you Robert...” The demon whispered and leaned in, his breath hot and dry over the man’s ear. “I need your lust...do you want me too?” The thick accent aroused the man, who quickly grew hard under his clothes. The demon drew his claws back and shredded the man’s pants in half, discarding them to the side like garbage as he placed his manhood firmly against his ass. He grabbed Robert’s button up shirt and with a sharp rip, suddenly tore it open to reveal a thick lining of hair along his chest and stomach that the demon then raked his tips through. “Yesssss...” He hissed quietly as he grabbed Robert’s hips and pulled him upward, his legs draping over the demon’s shoulders as he pressed them flush together. Robert’s member throbbed and bobbed over his stomach as the demon’s face grew closer; his handsome features lulling the human into a stifled gasp of security. His hands trembled as they worked their way up the demon’s olive skin, hair dangling down over him as his lips pushed into a wicked smile before he plunged himself deep into the man.

Robert let out a howl of pleasure as he felt the cock press its way past his defenses and the other man’s arms curled around him, pulling him closer, his fingers sliding through Robert’s thick, graying hair as he gave into the forbidden passion. The pair breathed together as the demon thrust into him, again and again. His body doubling over, most accommodatingly as the demon’s lustful growls grew faster. His tongue latched onto the human’s, drawing him into an open mouthed kiss. Robert’s eyes rolled back and he breathed in, smelling the demon’s spicy-hot breath as it slivered into his nostrils. Opening them again, he was rather shocked and surprised to see the man’s face contorting as it pressed against him. The smell of brimstone became instantly intoxicating and the man’s dark eyes suddenly flashed with a deep yellowish gold color. His hands found the massive claws of a demon, which quickly grabbed him, his mouth burning out any cries for help as the demon began to claim him, thrusting his expanding cock deeper and deeper into Robert’s wanting hole, the man couldn’t help but want more. The demon’s claw encircled Robert’s head, causing it to light up with an electric sensation, warmth and a numbing heat radiated throughout his body as the demon went faster, his body growing larger and larger until Robert felt like he was going to burst.

The demon craned his neck down, thrusting into the human hard enough so his hips would ride up and he could wrap his tongue around his cock. “Yes... feed me your lust... feed me your soul...” He growled as he entwined his tongue around the man’s thick flesh and in an orgasmic cry, Robert climaxed hard; spewing his seed wetly into the demon’s mouth; he grinned in glee as his lips captured the spewing semen and it drove him wild as well, sending him over the edge before he too erupted deep within the human. Robert’s body tightened up as it filled with his liquid fire; and in an instant, the man evaporated in a pillar of writhing flame, leaving nothing behind but a pair of pants haphazardly discarded.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and a piercing pain that came across the demon’s shoulder, causing him to crumple forward, roaring in pain as he glared at the man who had sat up and trained a rifle on him. His face had gone pale and white, his hands trembling as he stared at the beast, his eyes falling to the massive horse-like cock dangling between his legs as he turned around. Surely he would be next. He swallowed the lump in his throat, trying to reload his weapon as quickly as possible.

“You have no lust for me to consume...” He growled coldly, looming over the man. The demon raised a massive claw. “You. Are useless to me.”

The man had raised his gun again, and as the demon went for the kill, suddenly the world changed around him and he found himself falling through a clear blue sky towards the ground. But the ground looked strange, covered in water, he was nowhere near the desert he had been in seconds before. He crossed his arms and felt his back begin to burn; he suddenly sprouted wings of his own, and as the air caught them, his descent was arrested and he was looking into the gaze of someone--something else.

His body was muscular, but not as big as his own, his eyes shining a brilliant silvery blue light that peered directly into the demon’s own gold yellow ones. His body glided in from nowhere, his skin awash with an ocean of stars; a brilliant sight that left the demon breathless for a moment. Angel could not make out any features to the man’s face, he appeared almost to have a mask below his eyes; in this swirl of magical energy, he could make out no nose, no mouth, not even a specific shape to his face, by all means he had no features, and yet he spoke effortlessly.

“You have lost your way, archdemon...” He spoke with a deep tambor to his voice, a sound that echoed and vibrated across the demon’s skin. “You have forgotten who you once were and have turned to humans to fill this insatiable desire of flesh...” His hand grazed the demon’s cheek, who quickly snatched it in his hard claw. The very touch burning the being and causing him to wince in pain. “Y-your touch...”

“You don’t know your place, creature. I don’t desire your pity or your redemption.”

“There is no redemption for you, Angel. Only guidance...acceptance.”

Angel’s mind swirled, the mention of his name sent memories flooding back; his life from before came to his mind. He put his hand to his head, his fingers crawling around one of his prominent horns before feeling it start to burn. “YAAAAARGH!!!” He roared in agony.

“Come with me, Angel.” He offered, “I can offer you more...”

“Fuck off!” The demon roared swiping his massive claws at the being, who deftly avoided it and drew a sword of his own, deflecting the demon’s attack as the pair separated. Angel smirked, his sharp rows of teeth peering out through his grizzled grin. “Oh looks like someone’s compensating” His tongue trailed across his lips lewdly as he stared at the being’s dangling member. “Maybe you could use a beast like me to put you in your place. Eh, angel?”

The being shuddered at the insinuation and raised his blade to the demon’s neck. “Do not call me that, imagine a being of your disgusting nature being named “Angel”.”

“Heh. You were the one that reminded me. I wonder what an angel’s ass tastes like.” He was practically drooling now.

The being narrowed his eyes, his power emanating as he rose higher above the demon. “The name is Zeke. And that I’m afraid is a pleasure you will never have.” He raised his blade, a brilliant light exploded from its reflections, causing Angel to raise a claw to block the brilliance of it. “Return to hell, beast! And never return!” He cried loudly as he brought the sword down, flooding the entire plane in a powerful burst of light.

“Nnhh!” Angel jolted awake and sat up again. He looked around in confusion, trying to figure out what had happened, when he realized that the landscape he had fallen to was indeed the same place he was familiar with, the same place he had been created. Immediately a smile crossed his face as his fingertip slowly stroked his face. “So.....Zeke.... I am going to have you. I will give you my A and put it in your Z...”

And so it began; a rivalry between good and evil, the archdemon of lust versus an archangel. Their battles were often fierce, calling down massive storms among the human world, clashes that rained storms, wrought lightning and wind and even destruction to the human towns and settlements they found each other in. For what seemed like thousands of years, they were each other’s Yin and Yang, one did not show up without the other intervening. And after many centuries of trying and failing to secure a foothold, Angel was beginning to take it personally.

It was dark out, pitch blackness surrounded the demon as he watched from a vantage between the veil. He saw a man, not unlike his father becoming a prime target for him. The demon’s cock swelled with anticipation as the large built man stormed out of his wife’s bedroom and crossed the wooden planked floors to the spare bedroom, cursing in less-than-eloquent Spanish slurs as he did so. He hadn’t been laid in almost three months, his wife never touched him, and the fact that he would hit up both regular and gay bars alike gave Angel his way in. The man stripped down to his underwear; a pair of slightly-overused white briefs and a wifebeater shirt; he seated himself on the bed and sighed, as if contemplating his life. And after a time, he finally turned and switched off the lamp to lay down; and as his feet rested under the covers, Angel slipped from his realm and into this new place.

The man’s face was heavily bearded, the whiskers curling over the end of his beard as he lay there on his back, staring up at the ceiling. His eyes were half-lidded and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Angel liked to toy with his victims first, he began to aparate as a quick moving wash of cloud that moved across the floor and up the man’s leg from the base of his bed. The demon’s influence washed across the man’s crotch, he reached down and grabbed it, itching the sensitive skin as Angel’s essence came across it. The cool sensations crawled up the man’s skin, making him shiver in pleasure making his cock grow within the confines of his underwear. He reached down and itched his fingers across it again. “Mmmhhh...what is happening this time?” He asked himself as he drew back the covers and watched in terror as the massive, red skinned demon suddenly rose from underneath. He opened his mouth to scream.

“Shhhhhhhhh...” The demon’s deep voice coaxed him, gently placing a finger on the man’s lips as he loomed in closer, his claws gliding down the man’s hairy body. The sound of his fingertips audibly grazing over the hairs lining his stomach and chest as his thick, gargantuan cock laid overtop the man’s confined briefs, pulling them back shamelessly as his golden eyes possessed the man’s words. “Anhelas esto, ¿no es así, papi... este toque prohibido, este toque exquisito?”

“I-I-...” The man was at a loss for words as Angel drew his lips in closer and locked him into a kiss. The man froze in terror now, his body seizing up as the demonic grasp tightened on his cock, dipping into his underwear and reveling in the lustful need of the moment. He let out a gasp as the demon’s lips seemed to draw his soul from his mouth.

Angel released the man’s mouth, letting him keep it open as his hands worked over his body. He slowly brought his lips to the man’s chest, then the man’s tummy until he was face to face with his throbbing member; which he eagerly wrapped up in his tongue and pulled it entirely into his mouth. “¡Señor en el cielo!” He felt his words escape him as Angel chuckled, lifting his mouth from his wanting cock.

“Mmm oh he has nothing to do with this...” He replied in a deep, dark tone.

Suddenly, a brilliant flash of light exploded from the bedroom’s window, illuminating the entire room in a blink and with a forceful, concussive blast, sent Angel hurtling across the bedroom and into the opposite wall, through the wall, and through another wall until he crashed out into this human family’s back yard. He landed hard and groaned in pain as the powerful angelic entity appeared. His skin shimmering with brilliant stars and galaxies; his deep blue eyes glowing with a strange calm that always sent shivers down Angel’s spine. “That. Is. Enough, Angel!” He growled as he raised his weapon. “Begone or else feel my wrath.”

“Your... wrath?” Angel doubled over laughing in amusement. “Sweet cakes, you have about as much wrath in you as I’ve got a conscience.” He grinned as he got to his feet, his massive body looming over that of the smaller being. “Face it... pretty boy.” He growled, his voice getting deeper. “You’ve never faced something like me.”

“This isn’t safe to be doing this here...” Zeke cast a spell and as Angel charged toward him, he brought his sword up in between them, pulling the both of them into some deep, dark void-like space.

As Angel came into contact with him, Zeke grabbed onto his massive shoulders, and the pair tumbled across the no-gravity plane. Why was this the place he chose? Angel knew that the further beyond reality they went, the harder it would be to maintain his power...the...harder...his eyes gazed into Zeke’s flushed expression; he was putting up a fight, but something was different about this time. Something that pressed against the demon’s stomach; glancing down, Angel finally noticed the angel’s rampant, uncontrolled hardon, throbbing against him and quickly, he switched tactics, grabbing Zeke’s thick member and pulling both of them together. Their bodies came together and Zeke made an audible gasp, his lips so close now.

“Well, well... the pure Zeke. Lusting for lust...himself.” He taunted, his fingers sliding down and cupping the man’s balls, making Zeke moan. “Such...beauty, I’d hate to deflower such a man...” His lips curled into a grin of delight as he came closer. “Oh, who am I kidding. I love this.” He said as he pulled Zeke into a passionate, unadulterated kiss, thrusting their bodies together as they continued to hover through this place. The kiss was strange; the angelic face was featureless, he could not feel lips, cheeks or even a nose. The sensation was akin to kissing a balloon, still-what resembled a mouth parted for Angel’s tongue and he felt it slip deep into the void. Their bodies crashed together as Zeke wrapped his arms around Angel, dropping his weapon and giving in to the moment.

Their tongues twisted lewdly, spit and saliva dripping from their tongues, curling between their mouths in a wet, overt display of dominance. Angel’s hands reached down the slim angel’s body, he could feel the stars and galaxies that swirled beautifully across his skin parting from the demon’s touch until he grabbed Zeke firmly by the ass, spreading him apart as Zeke’s legs straddled the demon’s massive legs. It felt like they were right side up, despite the world moving around them and for the longest time, their lips had never parted. But when they did, Zeke found himself sitting upright on Angel’s chest, the cleft of his ass squeezing the man’s raging hardon. He leaned back, feeling the tip begin to tease at his hole; and as Angel’s need for control kicked in, he grabbed Zeke by the hips and guided his cock inward; he suddenly snapped forward with no warning, burying his member deep inside.

Zeke howled in pain, then moaned in pleasure as the demon split him in two, their bodies locked together with the angel seated on top of the demon’s thick red cock. He leaned back and rolled his shoulders backward, driving himself deeper as his slender and well built torso rocked against the demon’s invading member. “Oh yes, yes. Angel I have wanted this for so long. We’ve be-been at war with each other for so many centuries...so...many eons... ahhh! Fuck!” His words filled the sky as his hips slammed down, colliding with Angel’s, their bodies slapping together as Zeke’s impressive, shining cock slapped down in the middle of Angel’s chest again and again. Angel’s hands climbed the angel’s thick, generous chest, thrusting into him as he bucked into him again, and again before pulling him into another passionate kiss. His hand grabbed the back of Zeke’s head and his fingers tightened over the strange sensation of his bare scalp, their eyes locked and Zeke pulled away, sitting upright, he began to drive himself down onto the demon’s cock, sending him closer and closer to the edge. Zeke’s cock was dripping copious amounts of precum over Angel’s stomach, wetting each slap more and more until Angel just couldn’t take it anymore.

“Rrrrrr!” He growled as he grabbed Zeke’s shoulder and hard as he could, he thrust himself upward, letting out a powerful, echoing roar that screamed through the space just between the two of them as he climaxed.

Pulse after pulse of the demon’s seed washed into Zeke’s body, coating his insides, dripping wetly from his ass, pouring cum over Angel that drizzled down his hips and onto the floor under them. As his thrusting slowed, he panted and trembled. As he slowed down, he looked at Zeke, whose eyes were still closed, his head low as he breathed in and out deeply, his stomach somewhat thicker now, full of the demon’s seed. Angel stared at him for a moment, concerned as the angel’s thick, pulsing cock still hovered over him. “Were you not ready to take me, Zeke? Could you not handle the pleasure I would give you? This was too easy...it’s almost as if you did this on purpose.”

Zeke let out a soft chuckle that made Angel’s eyebrows raise, as their gazes locked again, Zeke reached down and stroked the demon’s thick beard, pulling him closer and giving him a deep, hard kiss. “Perhaps...I did.”

Before Angel could consider what Zeke just said, the scenery changed somewhat, the starry plane now growing the ground of a forest under them, and quick as lightning, Zeke threw himself off Angel’s cock and effortlessly thrust him face first against a tree. “I’ve wanted this for thousands of years, Angel. After all this time, after these countless battles that ended in a stalemate, I’ve wanted to do this to you, to love you as hard as I wanted to and now. I have my chance.”

Zeke’s hands grabbed Angel’s ass and roughly spread him apart, and before the demon could utter any word of objection, he felt Zeke’s tongue suddenly force its way deep into his pucker. Angel howled in pleasure, feeling the cool touch of the angel’s tongue pressing hard into his flesh, spreading his hole, wearing the muscle like nobody had ever done before. Zeke’s hands climbed up the demon’s back and raked their way back down to cop a firm grope, spreading them apart again and burying his face deep into Angel’s ass. His tongue deep inside, wriggling around as his hands firmly worked their way down Angel’s thighs and back up again. Angel was pinned firmly against the tree, it seemed impossible, a smaller being like Zeke? Holding him like this? It was...it was like nothing he’d ever experienced before, to lose control like this? Angel was... he was smitten, in fact he was more than smitten he...

“Ahhh! Ahh! Fuck!” He huffed loudly as his cock had grown thick and hard again, throbbing between his legs as Zeke grabbed his shaft and tugged it firmly down his face and mouth firmly planted. “Z-Z-Zeke!”

“I’ve never heard you like this before, Angel. You’ve put a little bit of the devil in me, it’s high time I put a little bit of an angel in you.”

With those words, Zeke dragged his wet tongue up Angel’s ass until his body draped over it, his cock pulsing at the beast’s entrance, and without a word of warning, he slammed every inch deep into Angel’s waiting hole. Angel cried out again, his body arching up only for Zeke to claim his body and grapple his neck with his lips, sucking it and leaving marks as he thrust in again, then again as he worked up a rhythm that began to speed up, their bodies slapping wetly together as his hands roamed down the demon’s larger body, finding his cock and stroking him. Despite their difference in size, Zeke dominated every move that Angel made, controlling him, making him move the way he wanted to. This kind of control, this kind of lust was everything Angel needed, his body melded with Zeke’s as the being thrust into him again and again, making his heart race even faster. He wanted Zeke...but not as a conquest... not just as a fuck toy... but...as something more.

Angel moaned louder, he could feel a warmth wash through his body, a shimmering light appearing directly in the center of his chest began to spread across his body, cooling the fire of his crimson red body, changing it, making it somehow... different. He felt his ass envelop the angel’s cock, his eyes soothing, returning more to the way they had looked in his life, the spines across his body began to lessen, he was becoming something else...but not quite different... he was no longer concerned with power, with being a demon. He was becoming a fabled Gargoyle; a protector, a powerful warrior of myth and legend and Zeke was making him into this...

“Oh gods... ahh-hahhhh Angel...”

Angel heard Zeke’s please and reached back behind him, grabbing Zeke’s ass and thrusting their bodies together as the angel let out a mighty bellow of climax as he came crashing over the edge, coming undone in Angel’s rear and pulsing his hot, molten liquid seed deep into Angel’s body, and soon, both men collapsed to the ground at their feet.

For several minutes, both Angel and Zeke rested on the ground under the tree that was now covered in deep, scarred scratches from Angel’s massive claws. Zeke was buried deep inside him, his warm, pulsing seed still flooding Angel’s interior as the former demon pulled the angel’s arm up and across his chest, the pair kissed tenderly.

“How--does it feel, having a little bit of angel in you?” Zeke asked after a while, his voice still raspy and short of breath.

“Mmm...” Angel cooed pulling him closer. “Better than I could have imagined...I am no longer absolutely bound by lust...I’m ...I’m free...”

Zeke chuckled, his muscles clenching, his lips pressed against Angel’s neck in delight. “I trust the lust isn’t completely gone though, is it love?”

“Oh no. For you...there will be no end to the lust I have.” He assured him. “But...what now?”

Zeke sat up slightly to look at Angel. “Let us leave this place. This plane that we’ve had our rivalries. Our allegiances, to the heavens and hells of our world no longer matter. But the loyalty we have to each other... that will be the true key to our happiness...”

“Yes. Yes, my love.” He said, grabbing Zeke by the hand and turning to kiss him again. “Let us find some place, some place we can always be together.”

Zeke smiled, his hand tightening around Angel’s claws. “I think I know just the place then, my love.” He repeated the phrase, making them both smile.

As their bodies shimmered, fading from one plane of existence to another, their held onto each other’s hands and kissed once more. An angel and a demon...finding love.

THE END