The Sex Life of Matthew Sinclair

The second chapter of

“The Sex Life of Matthew Sinclair”

I’m actually writing more chapters right now,
exploring my personal kinks of course.

thank you anyone who take time to read
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Today is Monday, I go to work as usual in suit and tie. I’m waiting in line at the Starbucks nearby the office for some morning caffeine.

My mind goes back to the last Friday’s night. The sex with Lucas never gets boring. I’ve been a friend with benefits with him ever since we met at the club. Lucas knows a secret that I love being a cock slut. On the outside world I might come across as a respected well-dressed man, but inside I always love when I got taken down a peg, or being submissive. It’s a taboo I may say. But everyone got secrets, even a man like me.

As I’m waiting for my coffee, someone is checking me out. I glance at a 20 something woman who’s looking at me. I’ve never seen her before, maybe she’s new here.

She then approaches me, then start blushing, then she says "Good morning! I notice you almost everyday and haven’t gotten a chance to talk to you. I must say you stand out in that impeccable outfit!" She compliments me.

Oh, I know how this goes. "Really?" I smirk "Are you always this smooth with compliments?" I look at her seductively.

"Well, only to a handsome gentleman like you, mister…?" She speaks, leaning to me. Smiling now. That’s funny.

"Matthew Sinclair, but you can call me Matt" I say, wondering how long this would take.

"Oh, that’s just too much haha. I rather call you Mr.Sinclair" she starts blushing even more. "And my name is Judie, I’ve been an intern here for a week now"

"Intern huh? So you must not know something about me" I speak, meeting her gaze.

"Is there something I need to know, Mr.Sinclair ?" She then asks me, she makes a confused face now.

"Maybe for the fact that I am gay, Judie" I speak, catching her reaction. She was wide eyed now, but I guess she’s not surprised.

"Oh… well, I’m sorry that I was being flirty a minute ago. I heard something about you being gay and I didn’t believe it, Until now" she smiles politely and then grabs her coffee "but well, lovely to meet you, Mr.Sinclair"

I nod. Well, as I said earlier, looks can be deceiving, some women really want me to be their baby’s daddy, not knowing their baby’s daddy also loves to be a daddy’s cum hungry slut. I smile and chuckle, the thought of last Friday’s night slips in my head again. I quickly grab my coffee and leave, because no way I want people in the building see my bulge that’s so hard right now. Damn, the thought of a hot manly guy like me being disgraced just turns me on. Could not help it.

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Today’s work finishes earlier than I expect. I look at myself in the mirror, adjusting my tie and dress shirt’s collar. Today I wear a crisp white dress shirt paired with brown silk tie and silver cufflinks, beige Italian suit and brown leather shoes. I glance at myself again in the mirror, feeling hot and aroused by the reflection. Today I’m off to the gentlemen’s club, not so usual that I go there on Monday.

As I step in the club, the ambiance exuded an air of sophistication and intrigue. The dimly lit room was adorned with plush leather seating and the clinking of glasses mingled with murmurs of conversation. Damn, even on Monday people still here to have fun. i look across the club, searching for a familiar face or perhaps someone new to have fun with.

And there, amidst the small crowd, I saw Lucas. He stands tall, exuding confidence in his well-tailored suit, perfectly complemented by his crisp shirt and captivating silk tie.

Our eyes met, and I show a knowing smile as I approach Lucas. "I thought you’re here only on Friday and the weekend" Lucas leans in and whisper to me.

"Well, today work was off earlier, so I guess I could have another fun night again" I said, pulling him by my side to the bar stool. Lucas then smirks, he leans in and whisper to my ear "Oh, you’re a really cock hungry slut huh?" as he stroking my silk tie. I feel hot and horny right now, but I got to behave because there’s people around us.

We then start checking out our attire, he slowly pulls my silk tie for the kiss. Our lips open and our tongues meet, it’s such a hot passionate kiss that I crave for.

As me and Lucas deep kissing, I notice the arrival of a new gentleman. Clad in a white tuxedo that exuded sophistication. His charismatic presence and striking features immediately drew their interest. He then walks to the bar stool near us.

Jackpot.

Curiosity sparked, as our lips are apart, I glance to the new man in the club. Lucas notice him too. "Who’s that hot white tux guy?, I’ve never seen him before" I ask Lucas, the man is now staring at me mischievously, I nod and smirk.

"Oh, he’s a Swedish man named Oliver, he’s here for work" Lucas whispers to me, then he waves at the man. "Hey man" he says, "Haven’t seen you in a while, I thought you were back in Stockholm”

Oliver is so fucking hot, he has this blond hair and his eyes are ice blue, shimmer with a hint of something. He also wears white tuxedo which is unusual in this setting, but I assume that’s what he’s into.

"Good evening Lucas, I still got a week left" He speaks to Lucas then he turns to me "and…."

"Matthew Sinclair" I say “Just call me Matt" I look at him seductively and he gives me the same look back, seems like tonight is going to be a long night. "Matthew, that’s a nice name" He says, he gives me that look again. His voice is deep and seductive.

As time has passed, we trio talk to each other, the music in the bar fades in the background. I get to know that he loves to wears white tuxedo for fetish, and he got an invitation to the club by Lucas. Well, and it seems like they work in the same company, Lucas is a lucky bastard.

As the music fills the air, Lucas turns to us, a mischievous twinkle in his eyes. "Alright, gentlemen," Lucas says with a sly smile, "we’re all looking dapper tonight, especially you, Oliver" Oliver nods politely. “And the night is young. How about we have a little fun together while we’re still dressed up?"

"Fun? What exactly did you have in mind, Lucas?" Oh I know, I smile mischievously. Looking at him and Oliver.

Lucas leaned in closer, his voice barely above a whisper. "Well, I was thinking we could escape to a more intimate setting and explore the chemistry between us. We're all dressed up nice, after all."

Oliver’s having a playful grin. "Sounds like quite the proposition, Lucas. Count me in. Let's see where this night takes us."

We walked to the dimly light quiet bathroom, the sound of music faded away when we were in there, now it’s just the sound of our breathing.

Lucas kisses me, then I kiss Oliver then Oliver kisses Lucas. It goes on like this for a while. Lucas then look at me mischievously "someone is in heat tonight" his voice is so low and hot. He then slowly untie his silk tie, a mischievous smile plays on his lips. He looks into my eyes and whispered, "You've been a bad boy, haven't you?"

Oh yes sir

My heart is racing with anticipation as I watch Lucas slowly remove the tie from around his neck. With deliberate movements, Lucas moves closer to me and gently secured my hands behind the back with his tie, holding them together. My hands are tied behind me, and I’m nowhere to go now.

The touch of the silk tie against my skin sends shivers down my spine. I am completely at Lucas and Oliver’s mercy, my mind fills with anticipation for what would come next. The feeling of a suited boss being tied up in a dimly light bathroom just makes my cock harder than it already is.

Lucas then leans in closer, his lips brushing against my ear. "Now, boy, you're mine to play with” he whispers seductively. Lucas then shoved his hands on my shoulder and have me on my knees.

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Lucas’s point of view.

As I watch Matt on his knees like a slave, I pull the back of Oliver’s hair and kiss him passionately. Matt, on his knees, looking at us like a dog looking at the treat in his owner’s hand.

I know Matt for a while, his first impressions were cocky and arrogant. He came in the club like he owns this fucking place. Then later I found out how Matt is the biggest faggot cum slut you’ve ever met. Sure, he looks manly and well respected from the outside, but when you get him hard and horny, he will eventually be in heat like a total slut who just sniffed cocaine and ready to be treated like an object.

Tragic.

When we stop kissing, Oliver and I turn our heads to look at Matt. What a sign to see, I wonder how the men who work for him would think of him If they’re in this room right now. A slight smile plays on his lips as he meets our gaze, his eyes filled with a combination of excitement.

In that moment, Oliver and I unzip our dress pants, pulling out our cocks out of the fly. Oliver got some impressive length, the tip is pink, seem like he’s shaved too. Matt then leans in and put Oliver’s cock in his mouth, saliva all over. Oliver then pulls Matt by his tie and throat fucks him. Matt starts to gag now, then Oliver pulls Matt off.

I then grab Matt’s by his hair, ruining his slicked combed hair. "Looks who’s a cock hungry whore tonight" I say. Matt then leans in my cock and suck it. He gives me head almost every weekend, so I assume he’s already pro by now. I throat fuck him, the saliva is all over my dick, I don’t care.

Oliver and I then step aside to be closer, we pull our cocks close together. Matt is trying to suck on two cocks at the same time, he can’t, obliviously. Matt then sucks mine then suck Oliver’s, his lips are probably bruised by now. His eyes are red, lips are bruised. He’s having a look of that cheap prostitute that gives out blowjob for money. I fucking love that look on him.

"Oh fuck I’m gonna cum" Oliver mumbled. "Cum on his clothes, make him a mess" I say. Then Oliver grabbed Matt’s hair and pull him off, he jerks his cock with his left arm and cum on Matt’s silk tie, it does land on his crisp dress shirt’s collar as well.

I then jerk my cock quickly, grab Matt’s by his face then cum on his suit. His 3,000$ suit that he bought from Italy is now ruined, but I guess this rich bastard doesn’t give a shit. So let it be.

I didn’t notice that he was jerking his cock too. Matt quickly jerks his cock now that both of me and Oliver cum. I grab Matt by his hair and have him lick my shiny leather shoes, I tab his face by my right foot and have him lick Oliver’s too.

"Uhhh I’m gonna cum… FUCKkkk" Matt then cum on the floor as he’s licking our leather shoes. Pathetic. He then laid his back on the dirty floor, his fly still open. Looking at him right now is fucking hilarious, ain’t nobody going to believe me when I say some well paid executive is now laid on his back, lips are bruised from sucking cocks and cum all over his expensive clothes.

"Wow… that was… intense man, I really love it" Oliver says, he’s looking at me and looks down to Matt who’s laid on his back, smile still on his face.

"You’re welcome man, can you believe this man can be such a whore" I point to Matt, who’s now chuckling.

Matt gets up on his feet. I untie my silk tie that’s cuffing his hands. His expensive suit is now really ruined. "That was fucking humiliated, I love it man" Matt says, of course he does, fucking whore.

"Oh… I’m really sorry about your suit… That-" Oliver speaks, then I interrupt him "Oh don’t worry, you have no idea how many of his suits, dress shirts and silk tie gotten ruined" I turn to look at Matt "Is that right, pretty boy?" Matt nods and smirk, he looks like he’s a bit high right now. This bitch must have taken something before we got into the bathroom.

"Here, let me help you clean up" Oliver, a good guy is walking to the sink, damping the tissue and try to clean the cum of Matt’s suit. "Don’t worry man, I love having cum stain on me" Matt takes Oliver’s hand off him and smile politely. Of course he does. "Are you sure you want to walk out of the bathroom looking like this?" Oliver asks.

"You have no idea how many times he does it" I speak. "Now let us get you into your car incase you accidentally approach someone from your office, Mr.suited man" I call him that mockingly because that’s what people in his office call him. Mr.suited man, what a joke.

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Matt’s point of view

As I walk out the bathroom, cum stain all over me, I feel like a total slut. Every gentleman in the club smirk at me, I feel like I’m being objectified right now.

That certainly just makes me hard again.

As we walk to my car in the quiet parking lots near the club, I get into the car and say goodbye to Matt and Oliver. Luckily there’s no one in the parking lots or around here. Which is good because I don’t want to ruin my reputation of a well respected guy in the corporate world. I used to say something about how me being a gay man doesn’t change the fact that I’m still a man and act like a man. Being accepted in a corporate world as a gay guy is just hard. People tend to think you’re not being professional just because you’re gay. That’s why I have to redeem myself into something like a manly guy who’s just happen to like men. Kind of ironic after what I just did, I know.

I wonder what would they think If they find out what I did tonight. But to be honest I hope they don’t find out soon.

As I drive out of the parking lots, I look at the rear view mirror and see two figures of well dressed gentlemen walk back into the club. They’re probably going to have theirs personal fun too, that’s agreeable. I then glance at myself in the rear mirror, cum stain all over my suit, dress shirt’s collar and silks tie. My lips are fucking swollen I think I have to wear a mask to work tomorrow. But it was fun to release your inner self after a long corporate world sometimes.

It’s going to be a longer journey, and I can’t wait for what comes next.