Demon possessing a pretty little religious boy. He’s never touched himself, that’s a sin. Suppressed his urges for other boys. But he can’t deny it to this thing, it’s inside him. It can hear his thoughts, feel what he feels. And now he has no control as it keeps him conscious and toys with his body.
“You like this.”
“No…n…noooo”
Jerking him off to videos of boys touching, kissing, making each other bleed. The cross necklace around his neck burns but not as bad as the shame in his gut. He tries to excuse it, he wasn’t in control. He didn’t want to.
But it’s laughing in the back of his mind as he tries to scrub his hands clean of his own spend.











