Ash and Brandon are having some trouble sleeping as well

Ashley was in a strange and somber mood as she entered the master bedroom together with Brandon. At the one hand she'd longed for spending these full two weeks in the same bed and resort as her beloved boyfriend, but with today's events fresh in her mind it was difficult for her to enjoy their privacy.

"What if I'd actually kissed him...?" She thought while she could see Zachary's handsome face in front of her eyes again, and found herself wondering where they'd been if only Brandon had arrived just a few minutes later. Would Zack have returned her feelings for him, like she'd been certain she could see in his eyes? Or would his loyalty to her boyfriend have kept him away? "Like it failed to do for myself..."

Simply put, it didn't feel right for her to go to bed with Brandon at the moment, and she'd much rather stayed up and talked to the others until they were much too tired for anything else than sleeping. Now she'd instead have to relive that passionate moment with Zack in her head for the entire evening, and it filled her with equal parts of both guilt and desire for what could have been.

"No, Brandon... I'm sorry...!" She staved off his attempts to make up for the time they'd been apart at the lake, even as her body reacted immediately to his tender kisses and his hands on her hips. She really needed a good fucking, just not quite when she was in a mood like this. "And not quite with the same guy as she'd spent so many nights before...?"

"No! I shouldn't be thinking about something like that!" Some small part of her kept objecting out loud, while other parts only cared for the heated promise she could feel in her boyfriend's strong arms. Still she'd already made her decision though, and she felt strangely relieved as Brandon finally let her go and get ready for sleep. "Perhaps it'll all be back to normal again tomorrow...?"

Again, some parts of her refused to believe so however, and she ended up staying awake and writhing for at least an hour in their bed until she was finally able and drift off to sleep...

"Yeah, right!" Brandon thought to himself as he'd listened to his girlfriend's vague explanation - something about being too tired and not really being in the mood right now -, but had managed to keep himself from saying something stupid out loud at least, as he knew full well that it would only hurt their relationship even more. "That's not what it looked like when you were talking to Zack or Kurt...!"

He was also well aware of his own guilt in this entire situation, and he couldn't keep from wondering if she'd stayed by his side throughout the entire day if only he'd managed to keep his eyes of Heather.

"Or my hands, for that matter..." He groaned inside as he could still remember the feeling of holding that sexy cheerleader captain in his arms, even if it'd only been for a couple of moments. He'd wanted her so much that he'd most likely not been able and stop himself if only she'd asked him for it, but as it turned out she'd left him hanging while they both seemed to realize that their actions wouldn't be right to his girlfriend.

As his mind wandered he found himself truly curious about what it'd actually been like, if he'd continued all the way down that dangerous road with Heather, and it caused his cock to stir and rise while he lay at his girlfriend's side. Subconsciously he reached down to correct it inside of his trousers, but then continued stroking it slowly as he could feel a thrill of excitement at the gentle touch.

For some reason he'd never really been much for wanking even in his younger teens, and ever since he got steady with Ashley he'd had even less of a reason to keep doing it on his own in her occasional absence. Right now it felt like he could really need to vent some steam though, or perhaps he'd never get to sleep tonight with the picture of Heather's hot body still swimming around in his head.

He didn't know how to get things going without waking up Ashley again however, as it seemed like she was fast asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow, and so he ended up dragging out on his eventual climax for so long that he'd almost fallen asleep himself before he was even close to finished.

"Ugh, damn...!" The young man almost groaned out loud as he reached his peak by far more suddenly than he'd anticipated, and he was struck with guilt and embarrassment as he'd managed to soil both his hand and the entire front of his trousers with the powerful ejaculation. Otherwise it really did feel a lot better to have it over with though, and a sudden tiredness swept through his body and caused him to finally fall asleep before he'd even had a chance to clean up all the mess he'd created.

Hopefully he'd wake up long before Ashley though, as was usually the case whenever they stayed the night in either of their parents houses, and perhaps she wouldn't even notice if she actually did wake up before him...