Brokeback Island

The next week, in addition to Vaughn arriving on the island on Wednesday per his normal schedule, there was a new visitor. A large yacht docked alongside the ferry, and Vaughn looked at it in disdain, with a hint of intrigue. He had a fine appreciation for anything of value, and a keen desire to increase his own wealth. This money hungry aspect of his personality touched everything that he did. One of the reasons that he was always so short tempered with people was because he felt that their sloth and incompetence wasted his valuable time, that he could be using to earn more money.

As he was watching, a tall, slim young man came out on the deck of the yacht and looked around, a rather bored expression on his face. His eyes suddenly fixed on Vaughn, who was standing on the ferry dock, looking up at his boat. Will, who was the owner of the boat and quite a wealthy young man, was rather spoiled and used to getting what he wanted. And right then, what he wanted was a piece of the sexy cowboy. Will narrowed his eyes suggestively at Vaughn, who returned his gaze coolly.

"Like what you see?" Will called down, aware of the double meaning that could be read into the words. "Wanna get on?"

"No thanks," Vaughn grunted, and then wheeled around, stalking off the dock. Will was rather miffed, but brushed the rejection off with ease. He would have that cowboy, he was sure of it. He just had to find the right approach...

Vaughn strode to the animal shop and barged in, doing his dealings with Mirabelle as quickly as he could. Then he finished up with a smirk and headed for Mark's farm, already itching to give the boy a good fuck. His throbbing erection felt like it was about to burst out of his tight jeans, and he longed to free it, then sink it right into Mark's willing ass. The thought of that made him groan to himself, and he walked faster.

He stopped dead in his tracks at the farm however, when he saw that Gannon the carpenter was there. He was apparently building an animal barn for Mark. Vaughn rolled his eyes when he also saw Taro there, doing Goddess knows what on the farm. Having a guy like that around meant that Mark and Vaughn would not be getting any privacy. It was too risky. Taro was the kind of person who strode right in, never knocking first.

Vaughn spotted Mark in the field, watering his plants, and strode over to him. Mark jumped a little when Vaughn cleared his throat behind him, but turned around quickly; a meek, eager expression on his face. "Meet me in my room at the inn in 15 minutes. Room 204," he grunted, then turned around without another word, not even waiting for Mark to agree. He knew that Mark would jump right on anything Vaughn asked him to do, so he stalked to the inn with a smug expression.

As he mounted the stairs, he paused in his ascent when the owner called out to him. "Oh, sir, I'm sorry, but we're waxing the floors today. You can't go up there." This was answered by a stream of obscenities uttered under Vaughn's breath as he wheeled around and stomped out of the inn. He felt incredibly pissed off at all the people getting in his way today, but also so aroused that he thought he was going to explode. He needed release, NOW.

Just then, Mark walked down the path timidly. He looked confused when he saw Vaughn standing outside the inn, and he hesitated as to what to do. Vaughn spotted him then, and narrowed his eyes, making Mark wither a little under his gaze. Vaughn looked around quickly, then moved in closer to Mark. "They're waxing the fucking floors...ugh." Mark nodded, playing with his fingers a little in nervousness. Vaughn glanced over at the path heading west. He could see a deep, dark forest in the distance, but the bridge was out. It was a long drop to the fast running river below, so that way was totally out. His mind worked frantically for a solution.

Vaughn looked down south at the beach, and he immediately thought of Denny's shack. He could kick Denny out for a little while, and fuck Mark in there. It was better than nothing... He jerked his head towards the beach, motioning for Mark to follow him there. Mark did follow, several feet behind him just in case.

They reached the beach, and Vaughn strode over to the shack, knocking on the door. There was no answer, so he rattled the doorknob. It was locked. Vaughn scanned the shore for Denny, but he was nowhere to be found. He sighed in defeat, and gritted his teeth to try to ignore the aching, pulsing hardness that was straining to get free from his jeans.

Just then, a voice called out. "Yoohoo!" Vaughn turned around, looking irritated, and squinted up in the sun to look at the yacht. "Did you change your mind? Wanna come aboard?" Will purred, leaning over the edge of the boat. Although Vaughn had initially been completely uninterested in Will, the sudden allure of a private place to fuck Mark overrode everything else. He motioned for Mark to follow him, then strode up the ramp, boarding the yacht. "Who's this?" Will asked, sneering a little at Mark.

"Hi, I'm Mark. I'm a farmer," Mark whispered, only earning another sneer from Will. "Well, Mark, I am William Terri Luce Andrew Karick Johnathan Toriji Hams Reding Roger Sazak Annick Primus Junior Darshaniack, the third. But you can call me Will." Both Vaughn and Mark just stared at Will for a moment, but he rolled his eyes. "Anyway, what's your name, cowboy?" he purred at Vaughn.

"Vaughn," he grunted. He was already looking around, trying to figure out where they could get some privacy.

Will followed his gaze. "Oh, would you like a tour?" Vaughn grunted in assent, and so he and Mark followed Will into the cool depth's of the yacht's cabin. When Will opened a door to a large bedroom, Vaughn's eyes lit up. He wasn't sure how to properly breech the subject with Will, so as was his way, he just said it bluntly.

"I wanna fuck him in here."

Mark gasped, and Will just arched an eyebrow. "Oh, my, my, we get right to the point, don't we? You just barge on my boat so you can fuck your little boyfriend. What's in it for me?" he asked, deliberately dropping his voice a few notes in order to sound seductive.

"You can watch," Vaughn grunted.

"Just watch? Oh dear, that's a little stingy." Will clucked his tongue, folding his arms over his chest.

Vaughn sighed heavily. "What do you want, then?"

Will narrowed his eyes and licked his lips. "I want him to suck me off while you fuck him." Mark blushed, then looked to Vaughn, whose gaze on Will was steely.

"Fine," Vaughn responded, and Mark gasped a little. To his surprise, Vaughn laid a hand comfortingly on his back. "It's okay," he said. "I want you to do it." Mark nodded, and then the three of them moved into the bedroom. Vaughn immediately pushed Mark down on the king sized bed, kissing him roughly, his tongue plunging into Mark's mouth as his hands undid the fastenings on the little farmer's clothing. He pulled away to undress himself, and Mark finished disrobing the rest of the way, making sure to retrieve the tube of lubrication from his pants pocket before his clothes slipped to the floor.

Vaughn stood in front of the bed, stroking his throbbing erection with one hand. Evidence of his lust shimmered all over the head of it, and he groaned deeply when Mark took the initiative, moving forward suddenly and sucking on it. Will watched from the corner of the room in approval. The boy's technique was not very advanced, but he was definitely eager; and that was better than skill. Will felt himself getting hard as he watched Mark take Vaughn's hardness all the way down his throat, never flinching once. Will couldn't wait to plunge his own cock down that willing little throat.

Vaughn pulled out of Mark's mouth, then made a small gesture with his hand which Mark immediately reacted to, getting on his hands and knees on the bed. Vaughn climbed on the bed as well, snatching the lube up off the covers where Mark had left it. He squeezed out a generous amount and slicked his length down, then positioned himself behind Mark. He angled the tip of his cock up against Mark's tight little entrance, and then pressed himself slowly inside. It took every bit of restraint he had to not just plunge himself all the way in, but he wanted to give Mark time to adjust to it. No need to tear up the boy; he wanted to be able to fuck him a lot more over the next two days.

Mark moaned and whimpered in pleasure, arching his back and offering himself fully to Vaughn. His own dick was rigid, it throbbed and ached for release. But there was no way for him to stroke it and service Will, he realized as Will suddenly appeared before him, nude. Will stroked his erection, looking down on Mark with narrowed eyes. Mark shivered a little, but was aware that Will was rather attractive - his body was long and lean, and his limbs were toned without any muscular bulges whatsoever.

Will noticed Mark ogling his body. "You like this?" he asked.

"You have a really nice body," Mark whispered shyly.

Will nodded dismissively. "Pilates," he explained, then came closer, bumping the tip of his hardness up against Mark's mouth. Mark hesitated, but remembered that Vaughn said it was okay. He opened his mouth and took Will inside. Although Will had a nice sized manhood, it was not nearly as thick or long as Vaughn's, and was much easier for Mark to accommodate. He wiggled his tongue in his mouth over Will's cock, making Will shudder and moan. Mark moaned too, but it was muffled by Will's cock, as Vaughn began to fuck him harder.

Vaughn was a little annoyed that he wasn't able to hear Mark's sex cries, as they were part of the experience that worked him up so much; but, it couldn't be helped. He satisfied himself instead with Mark's muffled cries and with the sounds that Will was making as Mark serviced him. Vaughn openly leered at Will's body, liking the way it looked. He wouldn't mind giving him a good hard fucking too - if not just to wipe that smug look off his spoiled little rich boy face.

Vaughn threw his head back and groaned. He was so terribly pent up that it didn't take him long to reach completion. The pleasure swirled through his body, pulsing and concentrating in one spot, then exploded as he climaxed, pulsing out deep inside of Mark.

On the other end, Will was holding onto Mark's head in his hands, thrusting into it greedily. He could feel himself getting close, and the sexy sounds the cowboy made as he climaxed were more than enough to push him over the edge. He gave three sharp cries as he released, spurting out into Mark's mouth. Mark pulled his mouth off slowly and swallowed, at the same time that Vaughn pulled out from behind. Free from his duties, Mark rolled back on his heels and began pumping at his own dick madly, aroused beyond the point of return. Will and Vaughn came out of their pleasure hazes long enough to notice what he was doing, and surprisingly, they both felt a twinge of guilt at Mark having to do all the work and then having to pleasure himself. Vaughn glanced at Will. "Suck him off," he commanded, gesturing at Mark.

Will would have normally told anyone that told him what to do to fuck off, but he was still feeling his afterglow, and felt grateful to the two men. So he moved forward without hesitation, grabbing Mark's hand by the wrist and yanking it off, then sucking full force on his dick. "Oh!" Mark cried out, pleased and surprised. It had been a long time since he had been on the receiving end of a blow job, and it felt just heavenly. He had been close to coming when Will interrupted him, and this new, more pleasing sensation hurried him along. He cried out in pleasure as he released, bucking his hips a little into Will's mouth. Will smiled as he pulled away, swallowing.

Vaughn had watched the two of them go at it, and now he was pleasantly surprised to feel his cock twitching to life once more at the erotic show. Will turned then and looked down at it. "Shall we do something about that?" he purred, then climbed on the bed on his hands and knees, spreading his thighs wide to offer himself. Vaughn groaned deeply, his cock becoming completely rigid at the sight. He moved forward quickly, spread a little more lube on himself, then watched in rapture as his length disappeared into Will's body. He wasn't as tight as Mark, but it was still incredibly pleasing.

Mark watched the two of them with a twinge of jealousy at first, but then realized that because Will looked so physically similar to himself, it was almost like getting to watch Vaughn fuck him from the outside. The idea of this turned him on immensely, and he too was soon sporting another hard on. He stroked at it absentmindedly, watching as Vaughn picked up the pace on Will, grabbing him by the hips and fucking him a little more roughly. Will moaned and cried out with pleasure.

Vaughn glanced down at Will, and noticed his burgeoning erection. He smirked. "Wanna get your turn?" He motioned with his head to the front of Will. Mark's eyes widened, then he scrambled to get in front of Will. Vaughn nodded in approval, and then Mark looked down on Will. He was obviously willing as well, opening his mouth wide and flicking his tongue out suggestively. Mark came closer, and pushed his hardness into Will's mouth. He squeaked and squealed with pleasure as Will sucked on him expertly.

Both Mark and Vaughn lasted longer this go around, because they weren't about to burst like they had been before, so Will got the fucking of his life. Vaughn rode him hard, gripping his hips tightly as he pounded him mercilessly. Not that it wasn't pleasurable - from the penetration alone, Will felt himself close to another orgasm. His cock was completely hard, and it bounced and twitched as Vaughn rammed him from behind. He sucked enthusiastically at Mark - he had initially been annoyed that the hot cowboy had another guy with him, but he soon grew attracted to the submissive blonde. He was the exact opposite of Vaughn physically, but Will was easily turned on by almost any kind of man. As long as he was young and attractive, all bets were off. Will didn't even care if guys were straight or gay. He had sucked off more "straight" guys than he could count. Almost any guy, if you offered him a free blowjob, would say yes.

Will's reflections were cut off as he felt himself perilously close to climaxing. He had to force himself not to try to reflexively grit his teeth, as that would be rather painful for Mark. So he just gave muffled cries as his hot release burst forth from him, spurting out onto the comforter below. Vaughn felt Will climaxing, his body clamping and squeezing around Vaughn's cock. Vaughn gave a low groan as the sensations pulled his release out of him. He gave Will's ass a few more thrusts as he climaxed, and he gave a smirk as he saw Mark's face contort with pleasure, then heard his high pitched squeals signifying his own ecstasy.

Will swallowed and removed his mouth from Mark, then collapsed down onto the bed as Vaughn withdrew from him. He groaned with pleasure. "I like you guys," he said weakly, trying to prop his head up with one hand. "You can get on my boat anytime."