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JOSKA

I was a priest, but I was never a rule-follower.

I believed in living life the way you wanted to, without anyone telling you what was right or wrong. Like any man, I had certain needs I needed to fulfill, and despite being a religious person, sinning was something I did on the regular.

I wasn’t bothering anyone with it, and the people who came to Mass and listened to me preach every Sunday morning didn’t know about the things I did the nights before. I was not harming anyone, and it wasn’t my intention to ever do so.

Everyone had secrets, and so I had mine.

There was only ever one instant in which I was caught doing something I shouldn’t have done, and I learned from that mistake. It had cost me my new job, yet, it was an experience I’d keep in my memory forever.

It was a few years ago when I got a new job in Fort Collins. The church I got hired at was a beautiful historic place, and I was told that every Sunday morning, it would be visited by around three-hundred people. The two churches I had worked at before were smaller.

It was a big church to say the least, and I had always wanted to preach in front of that many people, but it never came to that. All because I had a threesome with two college girls on the altar.

***

fifteen years ago

I moved to Fort Collins with the intention of getting a job there, and while it wasn’t very easy as a priest to find a job so easily, I did find one only a week after coming here. Coincidentally, while I was settling into my new apartment, the priest of the biggest catholic church in town quit, and I was made aware of it by a post in one of the online forums I was a member of.

I didn’t have to think about it. I immediately applied, and sure enough, I got invited to an interview to see if that position was a right fit for me. The two people who had interviewed me didn’t seem to have needed time to evaluate me or see if there were other priests fitting for the position, because only a day after the interview, I got a call saying that I got the job.

Luckily, I was a simple man when it came to working, and so, I agreed to start at my new position soon.

I had settled into my new apartment right in time for my birthday. It was the Saturday before my first day at the new job, and because I didn’t know anyone in this city, I decided to celebrate my thirtieth birthday at a night club.

I was good at starting conversations, especially when I started with the topic of me being a priest. That always entertained others, and I was determined to bring it up at the club and hopefully spark a few interesting new connections.

My night did go just as planned. Although, I hadn’t planned on leaving the club with two beautiful blondes. They had caught my attention earlier tonight, when I was standing at the bar, ordering my second beer. They were both watching me, giggling as they observed me from across the bar. I nodded at them and smiled, tilting my beer at them to toast to them.

They both lifted their drinks, giggled some more, and then I made my way over to them to introduce myself.

“You’re very handsome,” the blonde on the right said when I stopped in front of them. She grinned up at me and twirled a strand of her hair around her finger.

“Thank you. You’re both very beautiful. I’m Joska,” I said, holding out my hand to the one of the right first, then shaking the other girls’ hand.

“ Joska …that’s such a hot name.”

“ So hot,” the other one said, grinning. “I’m Poppy. This is Alexis.”

I looked between the two, admiring their beauty. Now that I had them right in front of me, I could see that Poppy had blue eyes, and Alexis’ were brown. That would help me tell them apart. They looked like models, and as a man, I liked models. Though, I also really liked exotic looking women, and women who weren’t stereotypical looking. Actually, I liked all types of women.

Before I could continue this conversation, I needed to make sure that they were of age. There were way too many girls these days who looked way older than they actually were.

“And how old are you two?”

They didn’t get offended by my question, nor did they hesitate to answer.

“We’re both twenty-two. We’ll be graduating college this year and we both live in the city. Now that you know everything about us, tell us about you, handsome.”

I smiled at Poppy. She was very genuine, but Alexis also had that kindness in her eyes. “I actually turned thirty today, and I moved here just a week ago,” I told them.

“No way, actually? Happy birthday!” Alexis said excitedly. “We have to drink to that.”

We all took a sip of our drinks, and when I lowered the bottle from my lips, I continued with, “Are you girls here often?”

“Occasionally. Whenever we feel like it. We are usually more the bar type of girls,” Alexis said.

“Yeah, but if you’ll be here again next week, we will be too,” Poppy added with a flirty undertone.

I smirked and took another sip of my beer, then I looked around to take in the place. I didn’t enjoy the music too much, but it was a nice club, and the people seemed to be friendly and just here to have fun. My eyes met theirs again, and I gave them a little nod. “I’ll be back again for sure. But I like bars better too.”

“We can go to our favorite bar next weekend!” Poppy suggested. “It’s a college bar, but there’s older people there too. You won’t be the only thirty-year-old.”

I laughed, acknowledging that I wasn’t as young as they were anymore. “Sounds good to me. Do you want to dance?”

Both girls thought that was a great idea, and so we emptied our drinks before heading onto the dancefloor where they showed me just how good they were at dancing. They both got close to me, and I enjoyed giving their bodies some attention while their hands ran up and down my chest and back.

They weren’t shy. Not one bit. And I was starting to get hopeful that they’d come home with me tonight.

The night went on, and we danced until all three of us were starting to get tired. We got off the dancefloor and moved back to the bar, and I got us all a round of shots, and another round of drinks because we had already sweated out all of the alcohol before.

“Hey, by the way…what do you do for work?” Poppy asked, looking up at me with a tilt of her head. “You haven’t told us, I don’t think.”

“No, I haven’t,” I replied, pursing my lips before telling them what I did for a living. “I’m a priest.”

“Fuck off. No, you’re not,” Poppy said with a laugh.

“Are you really?” Alexis asked, her eyes wide.

“Yes.”

“Holy shit...uh, I mean, shit! You’re a priest? That’s so fucking hot!” Poppy exclaimed, laughing with Alexis.

I took two sips of my beer and chuckled when I lowered the bottle, and once they were done giggling about my profession, they both looked at me through their lashes with sexy smirks on their lips.

“I usually like calling men daddy , but I wouldn’t mind calling you father for the night,” Alexis said. If I hadn’t heard that before, I would’ve been impressed.

Somehow, though, I had heard that joke coming out of a girl’s mouth a couple of times before. It still was funny though, and I chuckled.

“I wouldn’t mind that either.”

“No, but…seriously. You’re really a priest? Aren’t you, like, too young to be a priest?” Poppy asked, sounding confused as the alcohol was starting to rush through her veins.

“You have to be at least twenty-five to become a priest. I’ve been doing this for almost five years now,” I explained as I rested my elbows on the bar behind me.

“So you’re, like, totally into God and all that?” Poppy continued.

I laughed, nodding. “That’s one of the requirements to be a priest. Can’t preach about things you don’t believe in.”

I watched them as they both stared at me. They were looking at me in a different light now, but it wasn’t a bad one. Actually, I thought telling them about my job increased the chances of me taking them home tonight.

“Wait, so…if you’re a priest, are you even allowed to drink alcohol and party all night?” Alexis asked. They were genuinely interested in what I did, and I wasn’t going to stop them from being curious.

“It is allowed. Maybe not in this amount but…we can keep that as our little secret,” I told them with a wink.

Poppy squealed. “A priest who’s sexy and sins. Damn, that is so hot!”

I looked at them, trying to figure out if spending the rest of the night with me was what they wanted. I then decided to take matters into my own hands and explain to them what my plan was.

The alcohol was having an effect on me, and my simple question of taking them home turned into something more.

“If you really want to get naughty with a priest, how about I show you my new workplace, and we sin together?”

They looked at me like I was crazy, and I didn’t blame them for that. It wasn’t usual to meet a priest who broke his own rules, and there were few women who would play along with it. But these two were adventurous. So, we ended up leaving the night club and going to the church I was supposed to serve at my first Mass.

We fucked, had the best threesome I’ve had in a long time, and in the morning before we could leave, we got caught by my acolyte. Well, he never officially became that, because I had lost my new job even quicker than I had gotten it.