The Guilt

Jason and I slept until midnight, it was time to go back home. We we drove back home in the late hours of the night, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of contentment. The cool night air wafted through the open windows of the car, and I caught a glimpse of the stars twinkling in the sky above.

I glanced over at Jason as he drove, his strong hands gripping the steering wheel with confidence. I couldn’t help but admire the way his jawline was illuminated by the soft glow of the dashboard lights. Despite the exhaustion creeping into my bones, I felt a sense of warmth and comfort being in his presence.

As we pulled up to the house, I realized that I had been so caught up in being a whore that I hadn’t even thought about how Sebastian would react to my sudden disappearance. I knew he would be worried, but I also knew he trusted me enough to know that I could take care of myself, which made me feel even more guilty.

When we walked into the house, Nathan and Sebastian were already fast asleep.I let out a sigh of relief knowing that I wouldn’t have to face anyone just yet. I whispered a soft goodnight to Jason before making my way upstairs to my room.

I peeled off my clothes and took a quick shower, the warm water soothing my tired muscles. I dried off and slipped into my pajamas, I couldn’t help but think about the events of the weekend. From gay sex to being punished for having the time of my life, how crazy!

I crawled into my bed and sank into the soft mattress, my eyelids heavy with exhaustion. As soon as my head hit the pillow, I was out like a light, completely succumbing to the embrace of sleep. My dreams were filled with visions of vast, uncharted wilderness. ?

The morning sun streamed through the curtains, bathing the room in a golden light. I groaned as I stretched my aching muscles, feeling the soreness from yesterday’s events. But despite the fatigue, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of contentment and fulfillment.

I made my way downstairs to find Nathan and Sebastian already awake, sipping on their morning coffee. Sebastian’s eyes lit up when he saw me, relief flooding his features. “Where did you go yesteday?” he asked, concern lacing his words.

I smiled sheepishly, knowing I owed him an explanation. “I went out with a friend,” I replied, watching as understanding dawned in his eyes. “I should have told you, I’m sorry.” I lied through my teeth and I felt bad.

Sebastian nodded, his expression softening. “Just let me know next time, okay? I worry about you.”

I hugged him tightly, grateful for his unwavering love and concern. “I will, I promise,” I whispered, feeling a wave of emotion wash over me.


After eating my breakfast, I spent the whole day in bed, not only because I was tired but also because I was trying to avoid the guys. I needed time alone, and I felt guilty. With all the sex I had the whole weekend, I was hesitant to face them.

As I lay in my bed, I couldn’t help but think about Sebastian. He was always the one who made my heart race and my body ache with desire. But after the weekend I had with Alex and Justin and then with Jason, I couldn’t help but feel like I had crossed a line.  I needed space to clear my head.

While I was trying to fight off the exhaustion that weighed heavy on my eyelids, my phone suddenly buzzed with a text from Sebastian. "Hey, are you okay?" he asked, his concern evident even through the screen. Before I could even compose a response, another message came through, this time from Jason. "Just checking in, how are you feeling?" 

I quickly typed out a reply to both of them, assuring them that I was just tired and that I would be fine after a good night's rest. Satisfied with my response, I switched off my phone and closed my eyes, willing sleep to come and claim me.

It was in the early hours of the morning when I finally roused from my slumber, about 2 am, the darkness of my room illuminated by the soft glow of the moonlight filtering through the curtains. Rubbing my eyes, I sat up and stretched, feeling the stiffness in my limbs from lying in one position for too long. A sudden pang of hunger hit me, reminding me that I hadn't eaten dinner the night before. 

With a sigh, I swung my legs over the side of the bed and made my way to the kitchen, my footsteps echoing in the silence of the house. I rummaged through the pantry and fridge, eventually settling on a bowl of instant noodles as my late-night snack. As I waited for the water to boil, my thoughts drifted to the impending return of our parents in three days.


We made a pact to keep our relationship hidden from our parents, knowing that they wouldn't understand or approve of our unconventional arrangement. It was a risky move, but the love we shared was worth any potential consequences. However, with their return looming closer, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease creeping in.

How were we going to keep our secret under wraps once our parents were back home? Would we be able to maintain the façade of being siblings when all we wanted was to be together? These questions swirled around in my mind, threatening to overshadow the happiness and contentment I felt whenever I was with Sebastian, Nathan and Jason.

As I slurped up the last of my noodles, I made a silent vow to myself that we would find a way to make it work, no matter what obstacles lay in our path. We were stronger together, united in our love for each other, and I knew that as long as we had each other's backs, we could overcome anything.


Feeling a renewed sense of determination, I cleaned up the kitchen and made my way back to bed, the weight of exhaustion once again pulling me under. Before I drifted off to sleep, I whispered a silent prayer to the universe, asking for the strength and courage to face whatever challenges lay ahead.

And with that thought in my mind, I succumbed to the embrace of slumber.