The Confidence That Comes With Age – Between Two Worlds

When I look back on my life, I see decades of clearly defined roles. I'm still a religion teacher who enters the classroom every day and leads students to reflect on the big questions of life. I used to be a priest, but that phase is behind me. That role required complete dedication and integrity – I was the one who was expected to provide answers, security and stability.

At the same time, however, I live in a different reality. In the online communities I have joined in recent years, I'm not defined by my position or my former priestly status. I'm not seen through the student pulpits or church pews, but through my courage to tell who I really am and what I miss. During the day, I'm the one who shares Bible references and answers the questions of young people. In the evenings, I can allow myself a different kind of freedom – for example, enjoying the company of several men at the same time.

Sometimes I do it to further accentuate the contrast by wearing the top of my old priest's uniform without a skirt, as if I were combining two different roles in the same moment - the official one and the secret one. I sit on top of the man lying on my bed and take him deep inside me. I wait for the second man to sit on top of me and push his rock-hard cock deep inside me, all the way to the base of my tight ass. The third man brings his cock into my mouth and I start to suck it. Now you feel the fulfillment and the grip of a greater power in my body and mind. I want this to go on forever. It does, however, go on until morning...

It is paradoxical that it is only in my late fifties that I have found this freedom. When I was younger, I carried with me insecurities: how I look, whether I'm enough, whether I can even think about things that do not fit the expected image. Now I dare to admit that it is precisely those thoughts – even those that take me into situations where I'm completely under someone else’s gaze – that make me human.

Many may find it strange that a religious teacher thrives in communities where people live by different rules. For me, it is not a contradiction but a unifying experience. I'm still the same person – but I'm a broader version of myself. I learned that self-confidence does not come from complete control, but from the ability to be visible as you are, without shame.

When I was younger, I thought that dignity and self-confidence went hand in hand. Now I understand that true self-confidence is the ability to laugh at yourself, step out of roles and give yourself permission to live.

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