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“Alright, alright, I’m coming!”
You wonder who could be banging at your door this late in the night. They’d better have a good excuse, whoever they are. You come down the stairs, wrapped in a warm blanket, and unlock the front door. The banging — it’s more like a scratching sound actually — suddenly stops.
You take a look outside but no one’s there. Nothing but the snow and a cold gust of wind that blows past you and rushes into the living room. You shiver from the freezing cold and close the door back up. You don’t know if that was your imagination, but you can almost swear you heard the faint sound of bells outside.
You grumble as you climb the first step with the firm intent of getting back into bed as soon as possible, but something catches your eye. In the corner of the living room, its face barely visible, lit up by the embers in the fireplace,
something
is sitting in your armchair, its bright red eyes staring back at you like two precious gemstones.
You remain frozen in place, falling quiet all of a sudden. Its shape is hard to make out in the darkness, but whatever it is, it’s definitely not human. This time, you’re hoping it’s your imagination playing tricks on you, but the glowing red eyes blink and the creature moves slightly.
“I know you can see me.”
The voice is deep and smooth, velvety almost. It hits you to your core.
“Are you just going to stand over there? Don’t make me come get you.”
You don’t know what that implies but you know that thing is making a threat and you don’t like it one bit. There’s nothing in arm’s reach to defend yourself, and you’re not sure how he’s going to react if you try and make a run for it.
“W-Who are you?”
You try to sound brave and calm but you’re actually scared shitless.
“Come and see for yourself.”
There’s the tiniest chuckle at the end of his sentence. It sounds quite sinister. You’re not sure you want to risk another question from the staircase, so you slowly step into the living room.
“Sit.”
The creature points to your couch with its clawed finger. You can see him a bit more clearly with each step you take. The creature’s entire body is covered in a layer of dark fur. His head is adorned with thick, twisted horns. His features are sort of goat-like, but you can clearly distinguish his sharp fangs and a very long tongue. There is an eerie smile on his face as you sit down in front of him.
“Are you a demon?”
You never really believed in this sort of thing, but this seems like the most plausible explanation at the moment. The creature lets out a bellowing laugh, and as his head shakes, you can hear the same bell sound.
“Come on, you’re a smart boy, you can figure out who I am. You own a calendar, right? So you know tomorrow is Christmas.”
“... Krampus.”
You breathe out his name and Krampus gives you a big toothy smile. You got it right, but you still don’t know what he’s doing in your house. The demon looks around the room and seems rather disappointed.
“No lights, no stockings, not even a glass of milk and a cookie. Just this shabby excuse of a Christmas tree. Don’t you decorate your house for the holidays anymore?”
You certainly didn’t expect Krampus to sit here and judge your Christmas decorations. Still, you feel like you have to explain yourself.
“Well, I live on my own. Have for a few years now. I don’t have time to do a lot.”
“Oh, is that it? It seems to me that you think that all this is beneath you.”
“Look, I know you think you know me, but you don’t.”
Krampus marks a pause. Then he stands up, towering over you. He must be at least eight feet tall. He walks towards you, his hooved foot making a peculiar sound on the floor. Uh-oh. It looks like he didn’t really like your tone.
“Oh, but I do know you, boy. I know you used to be scared of me.”
He takes another step forward but you move back slightly. Krampus smirks, satisfied.
“... Still are, maybe.”
“I don’t understand. Don’t you just visit kids anyway? That’s why I was scared of you.”
You’re trying to buy some time, but you’re struggling to think of what to do once he gets his hands on you. You know damn well there’s no escaping that beast, and you don’t know what to expect with him. Krampus laughs again and blocks the way out of the living room.
“Of course I prefer kids, but the naughty come in all ages. And you have been very naughty, I know that for a fact.”
He runs his tongue over his fangs as he speaks and you realize too late he has cornered you. You press your back to the wall as he inches closer, heat radiating off his body.
“You’re not a child anymore. A lump of coal or a little scare won’t do, no. You’re the last one on my list, and I’m going to make sure I take my time with you.”
His claws stroke your cheek as you turn your gaze away from him. His tone is weirdly … flirty? You’re not exactly sure what to make of that, but you can feel your heart beating a lot faster with the imposing creature’s body so close to yours.
“That’s it, you understand. You’re mine. Now, are you going to be a good boy and walk to that couch on your own, or am I going to have to make you? The choice is yours.”
You sincerely hope Krampus can’t tell how flustered you are, but he has been pretty good at reading you up until now. You can’t deny that the scenario is turning less and less scary, and more and more arousing. He doesn’t have to tell you twice, and you walk to the couch on your own.
“Take off your pants.”
You can hear the smile in his voice, he’s clearly enjoying this. You slide your pants down to your ankles, baring your ass for Krampus to see. He runs his hand over your smooth and round ass cheek.
“I like that little peach fuzz you humans have on your buttocks. It’s adorable.”
With that last word, you can feel his tongue sneak up on you and lick your neck. It’s warm and oh so slimy. You shudder and let out a shaky breath. Krampus can tell you’re on edge. He bends you over the armrest and stands behind you. He weighs his birch stick in his hand and then lightly pokes your rear end with it.
“Not complaining, are we? I knew it …”
The first smack is a shock to the system. You almost jump when you feel the stinging pain on your ass cheeks. Then the demon hits you again, and a third time. You bite back a cry, you don’t want to give him the pleasure of making you scream only at the third strike.
Krampus then gently rubs his hand over the red marks and you hiss. He smacks your ass with his bare hand and gives it a nice squeeze, spreading your ass cheeks and exposing your tight pink hole.
His sharp claw draws dangerously near your ass crack, but his hand moves down between your legs and Krampus tugs on your half-hard cock. It’s twitching and growing in his large hand, and there’s nothing you can do to hide how his “punishment” really makes you feel.
“Getting excited, boy? Heh, me too.”
You feel something thick and hefty sliding in between your ass cheeks. You don’t even have to turn around to know that it is Krampus' dick. The creature grabs you at the waist and teases you, thrusting his hips back and forth and humping you. He leans forward and you can feel his broad, hairy chest on your naked back.
“I’ll show you what I do to naughty boys like you.”
His voice is just a whisper, but it makes your entire body tremble with anticipation. He licks your cheek playfully and chuckles.
“Don’t worry, I’m not going in dry, if that’s what you’re worried about.”
He moves back and you can feel his sharp teeth on your back and the hot air he breathes out on your soft skin. He makes you spread your legs even wider and suddenly, he flicks his tongue over your hole and slides it up your crack.
Your knees buckle as Krampus uses that skillful tongue of his to lather your ass in his saliva and work you open. He slips his thick and wet appendage up your ass and you can feel it twisting around in there, tasting you inside and out. Meanwhile, he’s pumping your dick in his hand, getting it fully hard in no time. Just when you’re about to cum however, he stops and pulls his tongue out of your ass before licking his lips.
“I hope you didn’t think I was going to do all the hard work. Put that mouth to good use.”
He makes you kneel in front of him and you get a faceful of his nutsack, catching a whiff of his musk. You balance his full, hairy balls in your hands. They’re as big as apples, slightly lopsided, and his sack hangs between his thighs.
You take Krampus to his word and start eagerly licking and sucking on his nuts, and Krampus can’t help but be slightly surprised by your willingness to bury your entire face in his crotch.
You look up and Krampus guides the tip of his cock on your mouth, smearing your lips with globs of precum that you lick right up. It tastes rich and slightly salty and that’s just the incentive you need to open up your mouth. You swirl your tongue around the tip of his cock, collecting more pre on your tongue before gulping it down.
“You really know how to handle a cock. I prefer doing it my way though.”
Krampus shoves his dick inside your mouth and he soon hits the back of your throat. Even as you cough and gargle on his cock, he holds you there with a firm hand on your head for a few seconds more than comfortable, letting out a loud moan. He eventually lets you take a gulp of fresh air before plunging his cock down your throat again and fucking your face nice and rough, his balls slapping against your chin.
The demon fixes the pace, moving his hips faster and faster. Precum and drool dribble down your chin and splatter on the floor beneath. Your vision becomes blurry as you shed tears that Krampus wipes from your cheeks with his thumbs.
His cock slips out and he slaps you in the face with it. You run your tongue along the length of it and use both hands to grasp his full shaft, slurping the precum right out of his slit. Krampus lets you have your fun, but he can’t wait to stuff your hole with his meat and hear what kind of sounds you’ll make then.
“You want it that bad, huh? Well, here it comes, boy, don’t waste a drop.”
You barely have time to put your lips around his cock before he blows his hot creamy load all over your tongue. You do your best to swallow it all, bobbing your head back and forth and playing with his balls to milk him dry. Krampus rides your face through his orgasm, his red eyes staring into yours as you gulp down his cum with no complaint.
The furry beast pulls his dick out of your throat very slowly, and it comes out all shiny and cleaned up from all the semen. Krampus sees you wipe the corner of your mouth and suck on your finger. He lets out a low chuckle and runs his hand through your hair, one of the first truly gentle gestures he makes towards you.
“Be careful human. If you’re too good at this, I might keep you all for myself.”
Krampus sits on your couch, spreading his legs wide, his cock still standing thick and hard among his thick bush of pubes. Krampus takes it in his hand and gives his tool a few pumps before slapping it in his palm. It’s already oozing juices again, pumped up and ready for more action.
“Come and sit on Daddy Krampus’ lap, boy.”
You hurry over and climb on top of him. He holds you close in his strong hairy arms and your cock is rubbing against his stomach. You reach for his bearded face and Krampus lets you explore, his face mere inches away from yours.
“I still can’t believe you’re real.”
“Yup, I’m the real deal.”
His hands wander down and grab your ass, sticking his thick cock between your buns as you grind down on his dick. The tip of his cock catches on the tight wet rim of your hole. You position yourself just right, arching your back a bit more, and Krampus slides right in with a deep and drawn out moan.
You take it slow but gravity does its trick, pulling you down on the demon’s cock as more of it stretches out your hole and fills you up. Krampus smiles as you wrap your arms around him, he can feel your labored breath on his fur. Eventually, you bottom out and the beast’s dick is sheathed all the way up your ass. You can feel it throbbing and twitching inside.
“You’re a tight fit, boy. Don’t worry, I’ll make it feel good. Hang tight, and let Daddy run the show.”
Krampus holds you up by the thighs and stands up. You wrap your legs around his waist and the demon purrs as you rest your face in the crook of his neck. He starts moving and making you bounce on his cock, dragging his fat cock in and out of your ass, each time trying to shove it in deeper to see how much you can really take.
It doesn’t take long until you start moaning, Krampus forcing the sounds out of your throat with his relentless fucking. You clench tight around his cock and you can feel his claws scratching your skin.
“Your ass really is hungry for my cock, sucking me in like that. I might not be able to pull out …”
“Completely fine by me.”
Krampus smirks and shoves your back against the wall, picking up the pace and fucking your brains out. The demon starts kissing you on the neck all of a sudden, greedily and voraciously. He makes his way up and your lips touch. His body is like a furnace pressed up right against you and he’s not letting up any time soon.
Your mouth parts open and Krampus slides his thick slimy tongue past your lips and down your throat and you can feel his hot breath on your face. You tug on one of his horns and Krampus grabs you by the wrist. He pulls out his tongue and you cough.
“Easy on the horns, human.”
Krampus licks your cheek and resumes fucking your ass. You’re his plaything, bouncing on his cock helplessly, moaning and whimpering as he pounds you nice and hard. The demon’s large hands grasp your waist and he pulls you on his dick like a pocket pussy, wrecking your insides with each thrust.
Your heart is pounding in your chest and Krampus can tell by the way you sound and cling to him that you’re close. He swallows your moans with a kiss and you come instantly, coating the fur on the demon’s belly with your seed. Krampus pulls you by the hair, baring your neck, and bites down playfully.
“You’re too cute. My turn.”
The demon takes you back to the couch and lies on top of you with his cock still balls deep in your ass. He traps you under his body and the strong scent of sex and musk fills your nostrils. He’s clearly working up a sweat as well. Krampus fucks you into the couch, pressing down on you and thrusting his hips at an erratic pace. He’s panting and drooling all over your face.
“I’m ‘bout to fill you up … boy …”
And that was an understatement. As soon as he says this, Krampus buries his cock deep inside you and releases his seed. It’s never-ending, Krampus pumping more and more cum into you until it spills out of your ass. His orgasm lasts for more than a minute. He pulls his cock out and finishes on your belly, your loose hole clenching onto nothing and letting out his creamy load in big fat globs of cum dripping down onto the couch.
Krampus lets out a satisfied sigh and looks down at you, your flushed cheeks and messy hair. You’re just about the cutest thing he’s ever seen from that angle. The demon strokes your cheek and you hold onto his arm as he pulls away. Krampus relents and joins you for some cuddles, holding you right against his broad chest.
“If that’s your “punishment” for naughty boys, then I’ll have to make sure to stay on the naughty list next year …”
“Looks like someone has not learned his lesson … I’ll make sure to be rougher next time.”
“I’d love that.”
“See you next year then. And seriously, call your mom. She misses you.”
All of a sudden, you feel extremely sleepy and your eyes close on their own. Strong arms carry you up the stairs and to your room and you wake up the next morning well past sunrise. You check your phone and many “Merry Christmas” texts from your loved ones appear on your screen.
You could almost bring yourself to believe that what happened last time was just a super intense and super weird wet dream but you turn your head and find a single jingle bell and a small piece of coal on your nightstand. And also your ass is very sore.