Page 59 of Mass Sins

Epilog

BENNIE

three months later

It had become a habit to sit in the back, watching Joska preach every Sunday morning at Mass. While I didn’t really believe in God anymore, I still listened to what he said. I liked to watch the people around me nod and agree with Joska’s words, and I also enjoyed watching him speak to some of the churchgoers after Mass.

He always took the time to give advice or simply listen to them, and once they left, his focus was on me. I was still amused by the fact that Joska became a whole different person when it was just us. He was still the same, deep down, but the thing that changed was the way he talked.

Way more dirty words were said, and the way he couldn’t take his hands off me whenever we were together was a side of him all of these people would never get to know.

This morning, I decided to do something that never even crossed my mind before meeting Joska. Especially not in church. I had still way too much respect for this place, but Joska had talked about this once before, and I wanted to surprise him by showing him just how naughty I could get.

After wishing Joska good luck for today’s Mass, and before any of the people entered the church, I hid under the altar, right where I knew Joska would be standing when Mass started. There was a white fabric with colorful stitching covering the altar table, and because it fell over the front, nobody could see me under there.

My heart was pounding in my chest as I listened to all the people come in and take their usual places. There was some talking, and when the organ started to play, I heard them all stand up.

Joska appeared on the top level of the altar, and after quickly glancing into the crowd, he turned his back on all of us to say a silent prayer, facing the crucifix above him on the wall.

I took a deep breath and shifted on my knees to get more comfortable. I didn’t want to move too much once he stood in front of me.

Once he turned around, he scanned the crowd again, searching for my face. I patiently waited for his eyes to meet mine, and as he took the two steps down to the lower level of the altar, he finally noticed me.

The sight surprised him. He stopped in his tracks, looking into the crowd once more before frowning. His expression quickly changed when his eyes met mine again, and he immediately understood what was going on. The tiniest smirk tugged at his lips, and though this had initially been his idea, there was a hint of unsureness in his eyes.

He stepped up to the table and cleared his throat when the organ stopped. He greeted the crowd, then started with his speech.

I couldn’t focus on what he was saying. I had his crotch right in front of my face, though I couldn’t see what he was wearing under his alb. Well, I did know what he was wearingunderneath, and I started to wonder how I would get to his jeans without anyone possibly seeing my hands moving under there.

While he continued to speak, he took a step closer until his hips were pressing against the table. I watched as he lifted his gown on one side, sliding his hand underneath it. It wasn’t very noticeable, but I was still paranoid. A few seconds later, he pulled his hand away again.

He widened his stance just slightly, and that was my cue. It was my turn now.

I took another deep breath, then reached under his gown until I was able to pull down his jeans and boxers. I pulled them down just enough to get his cock out, and when I wrapped one hand around his base, I felt his body tense.

He was still talking, still preaching while I did the most sinful thing underneath the altar.

It was thrilling, for sure, but I was scared we’d get caught.

Though, I knew he would make sure that wouldn’t happen.

I leaned in and pulled his cock into my mouth, and I heard him clear his throat and cough.

“Jesus Christ,” he said, his voice tight. “…is the embodiment of love and grace.”

Good save.

A grin tugged at my lips, and before continuing, I let him take a breath. When he started speaking again, I moved my head back and forth slowly, taking him in inch by inch until his tip hit the back of my throat.

When the organ started to play again, Joskaaccidentallydropped the song booklet, and after pulling out his cock out of my mouth, he crouched down to face me. He needed to be quick because the song would be over soon. Cupping my jaw, he leaned in to give me a quick kiss.

“After Mass, I will fuck you so damn hard. Fuck, baby, this is the best surprise ever.”

I smiled at him. “I’m glad.”

“You’re incredible.” He chuckled and pressed another kiss to my lips before grabbing the booklet and standing back up. I didn’t hesitate to reach under his gown again, wrapping my hands around his cock to pull him back in.

I sucked on it as it hardened. I had to do all the work this time, without him holding my head still and thrusting into me. I wanted to make him come, but I wasn’t sure he would be able to do so without letting everyone in this church know.

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