Couple In Sync | Chapter 10: Couple Unsync [NOT Full Version]

“Please, baby. Say there are no feelings involved. I can’t lose you. I can’t do this without you. Just say it. Lie if you have to, baby I beg you. I don’t care. I just need to hear it.”

Couple In Sync | Chapter 10: Couple Unsync

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I. The Public Fall

Tyler’s lips parted and took the thick head of Brandon’s cock into his mouth without hesitation.

The wet heat was immediate and overwhelming. Tyler didn’t tease or play gentle — he sucked hard, hollowing his cheeks as he slid down the thick shaft, taking nearly half of Brandon’s length in one smooth motion. The wet, obscene sound of it echoed in the corridor, loud enough for the growing crowd to hear.

Brandon’s breath hitched sharply.

“Fuck…” The word slipped out before he could stop it, low and rough. His hips jerked forward involuntarily, pushing another inch deeper into Tyler’s throat. The younger man moaned around him, the vibration traveling straight up Brandon’s spine and making his cock throb harder.

Tyler looked up at him from his knees, eyes watering but burning with pure lust. He pulled back slowly, dragging his tongue along the thick underside vein, then swirled it around the sensitive head, licking up the fresh bead of precum that had already leaked out.

“You taste so fucking good,” Tyler whispered, voice hoarse and filthy. “I’ve been dreaming about this cock for weeks. So thick… so heavy on my tongue. I want to choke on it until I can’t breathe.”

He dove back down, taking Brandon deeper this time, relaxing his throat until his nose pressed against the trimmed hair at the base. He held himself there, swallowing around the thick length, eyes never leaving Brandon’s face.

Brandon’s hand instinctively moved to Tyler’s hair, fingers threading through the soft strands. He didn’t pull or force — he just held on, breathing hard through his nose as pleasure and guilt crashed through him in equal measure.

This is wrong. This is so fucking wrong.

But he didn’t stop it.

His eyes stayed locked on the end of the corridor where Mackie stood frozen.

Mackie’s face was pale, his hazel eyes wide with shock and betrayal. Tears were already spilling down his cheeks, silent and steady. His lips were parted like he wanted to speak, to scream, to beg Brandon to stop — but no sound came out. He looked completely shattered, like someone had reached into his chest and ripped his heart out right in front of him.

And Brandon couldn’t look away.

Look at what you made me do, Brandon thought bitterly, even as Tyler’s throat tightened around him again. You wanted this world. You wanted other men. You went behind my back with Aaron and now you’re crying?

Tyler pulled off with a wet gasp, strings of spit connecting his swollen lips to the head of Brandon’s cock. He stroked the thick length slowly with one hand, twisting his wrist at the head, while his other hand rested on Brandon’s thigh.

“Everyone’s watching you,” Tyler whispered, loud enough for the small crowd to hear. “They see how hard you are. How much you want this. I’m going to suck you so good you forget every rule you ever made with him.”

He dove back down, taking Brandon deeper, bobbing his head faster now. The wet, filthy sounds filled the corridor — gluck, gluck, gluck — mixing with Tyler’s muffled moans and the low, excited murmurs from the people watching.

“Fuck his throat!” someone called out.

“Make him gag on it!”

Tyler responded by relaxing his throat completely, taking Brandon all the way down until his nose was pressed against the trimmed hair at the base. He held himself there, swallowing repeatedly around the thick length, eyes watering as he looked up at Brandon with pure, desperate hunger.

Brandon let out a deep, broken moan. “Ugh… shit… fuck, Tyler…”

His hips started moving on their own, shallow thrusts into Tyler’s willing mouth as the pleasure built higher and higher. His hand tightened in Tyler’s hair, guiding him, but his eyes never left Mackie.

Mackie’s tears were falling faster now. His chest was heaving. He looked completely shattered, like every piece of trust they had built together was crumbling right in front of him.

Why isn’t he stopping this? Mackie thought, the words screaming inside his head. Why is he letting Tyler do this to him while I’m standing right here? Why is he looking at me like that?

The guilt and the hurt twisted together until he could barely breathe. He had broken the rules first. He had lied. He had let Aaron touch him in secret. But this… this was something else entirely. This was Brandon choosing to hurt him back in the most public, humiliating way possible.

Tyler pulled off again, gasping for air, spit dripping down his chin onto his chest. He stroked Brandon fast and tight, thumb pressing against the sensitive slit.

“You’re so close,” Tyler moaned, voice hoarse. “I can feel you throbbing. You’re going to cum so hard down my throat. And you’re going to do it while you look at him. While he watches me take what’s his.”

He wrapped his lips around Brandon again and sucked hard, hollowing his cheeks, using every trick he had.

Brandon’s breathing was ragged now. His moans were getting louder, deeper.

“Fuck… ugh… shit… I’m— fuck—”

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