The gray skies were starting to clear as Billy expertly piloted the boat to rest alongside the dock. Cutting the engine, he quickly tossed lines to Toby and Ali. They pulled the boat in against the dock and tied it to the waiting cleats. The bumpers Billy had put out squeaked as the low waves in the harbor gently lifted and lowered the sailboat, their home for the next week, up and down. His parents had graciously offered to let them borrow it for the trip, a vacation for the group of the childhood friends, reuniting after another year away at different colleges.

Ali and Toby had arrived on the island on the same ferry the day before. They met up at the terminal and spent the whole crossing talking non stop about what we'd been up to for the past year and their upcoming adventure. The conversation was just starting to slow when the ferry docked and they disembarked, walking off with their bags and scanning the waiting crowd for Billy. He waved them down and greeted them warmly then led them to the car. On the way to his parent's vacation house they stopped in the little town to get dinner and supplies, Billy leading them to all the best shops and avoiding the tourist traps. Ali and Toby followed along, remembering some of them from previous visits. They stopped at a hardware store, a bookstore, and a boutique where Ali picked out a new bikini. They picked up dinner from a little restaurant and, having planned their meals ahead of time, they made an efficient trip through the grocery store, splitting a week's worth of food, snacks, and drinks. With their packed bags still in the car, it was a tight fit as they took the short drive to the house. They unloaded the food, dropped their bags where they would be sleeping, and sat down to eat and continue to catch up.

Each of the friends took turns telling each other of their adventures throughout the year, the trials and tribulations of their freshman years in college. From the way Billy told it he’d spent most of the year partying, but seemed to have spent enough time focusing on his classes to at least decide that he was probably going to major in some form of engineering, or biology, or maybe business. Ali had been much more studious, always knowing she would study psychology, and was well on her way to getting her prereqs out of the way. Toby’s experience had been somewhere between the two. They still weren’t sure of the direction they wanted to go, but had become more comfortable with his non-binary demiboy identity, using gender neutral pronouns full time now, not just with their friends. The conversation broadened as the night drew on. They reminisced, shared their dreams for the future, and discussed the trip they had ahead of them until they couldn’t keep their eyes open any longer.

They were all yawning in the crisp morning air as they loaded the boat, none of them having gone to bed until the small hours of the morning. Their bags were thrown haphazardly into the cabins, then the food passed down to Toby in the galley. Designated as chef for the trip, Toby loaded up the cabinets, fridge, and freezer with the provisions, then started the kettle, boiling water to make tea for them all. While Toby did that Billy and Ali set about making the boat ready to sail, doing a final check of the lines, the dingy, the fuel and water tanks, the computers and electronics, and everything else the boat needed to set sail. When the final checks were complete they locked up the car, grabbed some pastries from the cafe, and cast off.

The calm sounds of seabirds and lapping waves in the harbor were punctuated by the staccato hum of the diesel motor as it pushed them out into the bay. While Billy navigated them towards open water Ali and Toby went inside to get the cabins set up. Ali had the cabin in the bow and Billy and Toby would be sharing the one in the stern. The dining table could be turned into another bed, but Billy and Toby said it would be too much hassle. The real reason they were sharing had more to do with what they expected to get up to at night. Billy and Toby had been experimenting and eventually having sex since they hit puberty. It started as messing around after the lights went out during a sleepover and instantly became the highlight of any time they could get together. Slumber parties, camping trips, and days left home alone all had the extra thrill of lust.

Ali was the only one who knew, having caught them once at a sleepover birthday party at Toby’s house, the first that their parents decided Ali had to sleep separately from the boys. Toby had been disappointed that they wouldn't be able to stay up all night talking together but excited by what Billy and Toby could get up to instead. They were making out and touching each other under the blankets with their underwear around their ankles when the doorknob slowly turned and Ali snuck into the room. She didn't see much, but their frantic shuffling and Billy's empty sleeping bag on the floor told the story. Her only response was a tactful raised eyebrow while they pulled on their underwear under the blankets.

As they got a little older and it became easier to get time alone together the sex became more frequent, then one day it stopped all at once. Billy wanted to ask a girl out and didn't think it would be right to be sleeping with them at the same time he was going out with someone else. Toby didn't want to stop him, she was really cute and they were sure she would say yes, and they’d never talked about a relationship. They were just best friends with benefits. Still, they missed more than just the sex when it was over.

Billy's relationship came and went, plus one or two more but they didn't get back together, just friends through highschool then away to university. Toby had a couple flings this last year at school but nothing that stuck. All three of them were single going into the trip, a situation that had all of their brains spitting out fantasies port and starboard, unbeknownst to one another.

"That's done," Billy announced from the other side of the table, exhaling more smoke into the already hazy compartment, grimacing at the now acrid taste coming from the roach in his fingers.

"Give it to me," Toby said and took it from his outstretched hand. "I gotta pee anyway."

Ali hadn't smoked in a while and was blissed out on the bench next to them, head leaning back listening to the smooth electronic music playing throughout the boat. When she didn't show any sign of getting out of their way Toby stood on the bench and stepped over her. Their first real night on the boat and already the main cabin was a bit of a mess. Remnants of dinner and snacks filled the galley, drink cans and playing cards fought for room on the table. Their heavier layers, necessary earlier when they were outside in the evening chill, were now discarded around the cabin.

Toby climbed up the stairs and opened the hatch to the stern. The cool crisp air was a sudden contrast to the smokey humid warmth below. They walked out into the dark and took one last puff off the joint while looking up at the stars, then flicked it into the water. They spent another minute marveling at how little light pollution there was out here before unzipping his fly. They heard the hatch and Billy's footsteps as their stream started to splash into the ocean. They assumed he needed to relieve himself as well and would wait his turn or go off another side of the boat. Instead he walked up behind them and wrapped his arms around their chest, pressed his body against mine, and leaned his head over their shoulder.

They were both a little drunk, a little stoned, a little cold in the ocean breeze. He was warm and strong behind me, and sounded confident and playful when he whispered into Toby’s ear.

"I want you."

He swallowed hard and responded in a voice that sounded more like begging than they meant it to.

"Yes please."

One of his hands drifted lower, eventually brushing mine aside to take a gentle hold of their cock. He held the tip between two fingers, pointing it upwards so the stream formed an arc and made as much noise as possible when it hit the rippling water below. His feet shuffled closer and he felt his erection press against their ass.
"I haven't been able to think about anything else for weeks, months maybe" he whispered urgently, then began to kiss and nibble their ear. "No one at school was ever as good as you." As their stream tapered off he started to stroke their cock slowly while telling them how good he was going to fuck them later.

"What about Ali?" Toby asked.
"Sure, her too if she's into it," he responded.
"No you idiot," they giggled. "What if she finds out?"
"So what if she does?"

They were going to say more, but he started to kiss their neck and found the spot where their neck meets their collarbone that makes them melt and they stopped thinking about such things.
They did have enough cognitive function left to consider that if they left him in this state he wouldn't be able to last as long later in bed as he had been bragging about. They softly took their hardening cock from his grip and tucked it back into their pants. They turned around and knelt on the teak in front of him, lifted his shirt up and saw the head of his uncircumcised cock poking up past the waistband of his sweatpants. They ran their hand up his leg and over his cock, leaned in to swirl their tongue in his bellybutton, then down, to play with the head of his cock with their tongue and lips.

Billy groaned loudly. They were glad of the loud music in the cabin that would mask it from Ali, assuming she hadn't completely passed out. They pulled his waistband down below his balls and started to play. His cock was long and thick and would have eclipsed their more average member if they pressed them together. Toby could fit about half of it past their lips before it began to be a challenge. They took it deep for a bit, then kissed and licked up and down his shaft. After sucking and stroking his cock for barely a minute they could tell he was about to explode. They knew he would be pent up and have a huge load so they pulled off and let it shoot into the ocean for a moment, then took his pulsing cock as back into their mouth. His hands gripped their hair, pushing and pulling, shoving deeper and fucking his cum down their throat. It was a familiar taste, nostalgic, neither good nor bad but one always associated with a pleasure in their memory.

He fucked their throat then held them as far down as they could manage. Toby had underestimated the amount of cum he still had for them but was able to swallow most of it. They looked up into his eyes while his cock twitched a few last times and saw his relief and satisfaction, plus a spark of something more.

Alone in the cabin Ali decided now was as good of time as any to use the head. She giggled a little bit at the pleasant way her head spun a little as she stood up, a result of the booze and the gentle rocking of the boat, and was grateful again that she didn’t get sea sick. She was happier than she’d been in months. The stress of school and everything that came with it were melting off. It felt so good to finally let loose after such a long year of focusing strictly on her studies. The only thing that could have made this trip better was someone to share her bed with at night. She’d had a few nights with a boy at the beginning of the year, but a combination of her focus on school, and poor luck at the few social events she’d made it to, resulted in a dry spell lasting the rest of the year. She had her vibrator tucked away in one of her bags with her underwear, but she would have much rather have had someone warm and strong to get her off.

Ali was just about to pull down her shorts, thinking about how unfair it was that the boys could just stand up and go off the back of the boat, when she glanced through the small porthole in the bathroom that looked out onto the back of the boat from just above the deck. The light was dim and her view not entirely unobstructed, but there was no mistaking the scene that was going on before eyes. She bit her lip as she watched Billy with his arms wrapped around Toby’s smaller frame and his lips pressed against Toby’s neck. Memories of catching the two of them in bed together came flooding into her mind’s eye. She felt a little embarrassed to be spying, but as Toby turned around and dropped to his knees there was no way she could tear her eyes away.

She could feel herself getting wet as she watched, and almost subconsciously her dominant hand slid over her body and under the waistband of her shorts and panties. Her fingers slid past her clit to her entrance, feeling just how wet she was, then using some of that wetness as she played with her clit. She wished she had her toy, but it was in her cabin and she thought if she went to get it she might miss the whole thing. As she listened to Billy’s moans and suppressed her own, she started to imagine herself in Toby’s position, then what it would be like for both of them with their hands all over her body.

She was annoyed when Billy didn’t last long enough for her to finish. Feeling pent up and frustrated and like her pussy might start dripping through her panties, she finished using the bathroom as the boys headed back inside.

Toby let Billy pull him in for a long deep kiss when he stood back up, but pushed his hands away when he reached for his cock. “Not now. We’ve been out here too long already,” he whispered, looking back at the hatch to the cabin. “Ali’s gonna come looking if we don’t go back in soon.”

“I don’t care,” Billy replied in a low voice that was almost a growl, looking into their eyes. “I want you and I don’t care who knows.” Toby felt their cheeks start to burn at the passion in his voice and his eyes that told them he meant he wanted them for more than just sex.

“Well I do.” They tried to change the subject quickly, not sure how they felt about the emotions he’d sensed in his friend. Despite having sex regularly they had always just been friends with benefits, nothing more. He swallowed hard as he looked into the taller boy's eyes, so full of lust and longing. It was hard to resist his friends' desires, and his own, but the fear of the embarrassment he’d feel if they were caught by Ali again won out.

Billy’s laughter finally broke the tension as Toby reached out to tickle the side of his stomach, a tactic they’d often used to get away when the two would wrestle when they were younger and he was using.

“Fine, fine,” Billy said through his laughter, stepping back. “You win. I’m going to get you back for that later tonight though.” He tweaked Toby’s nose then turned around and walked back inside, stumbling just a little from the intoxication and the rocking of the boat. Toby took a few moments to collect themself before following, taking a deep breath to settle his nerves and letting their his erection settle down to something less noticeable through his tight shorts.

There was a different energy in the cabin when Toby descended back down, a bit of awkward tension in the air. Ali was worried about the redness of her cheeks, even though she could have passed it off as a reaction to the alcohol without even lying, but Billy was oblivious and Toby too focused on trying to get their cock to settle down. Billy wasn’t making it any easier with his little touches and meaning filled glances.

They talked about the forecast and where they’d anchor the following day for a while until, with an exaggerated yawn, Billy announced he was ready for bed. Toby and Ali quickly agreed at the same time, talking over one another in their haste to escape the awkwardness they each thought they were experiencing alone. With a little giggle and a quick hug the three retreated to their separate rooms.

Toby barely had time to close the door behind them before Billy pulled them down onto the bed and started to tug at their clothes. They could only laugh at their friend's eagerness as they let him pull off their shirt. Billy kissed their chest aggressively, occasionally sinking his teeth into their skin hard enough to leave a little mark, as he pulled their shorts and boxer briefs off together. Once he had Toby naked he descended on their cock without hesitation, making up for a certain lack of skill with enthusiasm. Toby dropped their head back, lost in the pleasure as Billy’s hands and mouth roamed over his body. They held a hand over their mouth to silence a groan as he took his balls into his mouth one at a time, sucking gently while his hand stroked his cock up and down. It was only when his tongue started to move lower that they stopped him.

“Wait, I need a shower first,” they said, knowing what Billy had planned next and pulling his head away. Billy groaned and flopped down onto the bed.

“Fine, just hurry,” he said with a grin and sarcastic sigh.

Toby stuck out their tongue at his friend then dug through a bag for their pouch of toiletries, thanking themself silently for including a bottle of lube in with his other things. Stepping through the door into the head, they blew a kiss and winked at Billy and closed the door behind them. They didn’t take any extra time getting ready but they also didn’t rush. They took a few deep breaths to relax as the hot water ran down over their head and they rubbed themselves all over with soap. Squirting out a bit of lube, they made sure they were ready for the night ahead, then rinsed off the excess, turned off the shower and dried off.

On the other side of the boat, Ali had immediately stripped off her clothes, dug her little vibrator out of her backpack, buried herself in blankets to mute the buzzing, turned it on to a low setting and held it against her swollen clit. She bit her arm to stay quiet as the first waves of gentle pleasure washed over her and she imagined what was going on in the other cabin. The sound of the shower running brought her out of her reverie for a bit, thinking there was no way they were done already, until she realized why one of them, Toby she assumed, might want to be clean before they really got started. When the shower turned off she turned her toy up and let her imagination run wild.

Suddenly a little embarrassed, Toby hesitated before opening the door back into the cabin he was sharing with Billy. They took one more breath and turned the handle, and any hesitation vanished when they saw Billy waiting naked for them and the way he looked back at them. Without a word Billy took their hand and drew them back down onto the bed, laying the wet towel down on the bed underneath them. He kissed and caressed them again much more gently now. His hands wandered over their still damp skin as his tongue pushed its way through their lips to explore their mouth. Toby didn’t resist at all, finally letting go of their reservations and giving up all control of the situation to Billy.

For a while they made out, Billy’s body pressing Toby’s down into the bed. When they finally had to break away for air, both of them panting as they stared into each other’s eyes, Billy could no longer resist and rolled his friend over onto his stomach. His lips started at Toby’s neck and he kissed his way down their back. His hands squeezed their butt then one of them slid under his hips, lifting them up a little then wrapping around their cock. It was as hard as his own as he rubbed against their butt, feeling Toby press back against him. His mouth moved lower and lower, past the small of his back and to his cheeks. He gave one of them a nibble then pushed his tongue between them. Even through the blanket Toby bit down on his moan of pleasure was very audible as Billy started to eagerly tongue his hole.

The feeling was unfamiliar but oh so pleasurable, and soon Toby had to tug his friend’s hand away from their cock to keep the feeling from overwhelming them. The last thing they wanted to do was cum this soon. Billy resisted for a moment, then took the opportunity to use both his hands to spread Toby’s cheeks wider apart and push his tongue in a little deeper.

“P-please,” Toby groaned after a few more moments. “Please, I…” He couldn’t even come up with the words to finish the sentence, but it was enough for Billy. Kneeling with his legs spread out over Toby’s legs and taking the bottle of lube from where they had set it on the bed, he squeezed a generous amount between their cheeks. Toby gasped a little at the cold, and then pushed their face down into the pillow as they felt Billy start to rub it in with his middle finger.

“Good boy,” Billy whispered into Toby’s ear as he felt their hole relax as he massaged it gently, taking his time. A little harder and the tip of his finger popped inside, and he heard a whimper come from Toby’s covered face. In and out his finger slid, and as it got easier he added a bit more lube, then slowly added a second, feeling his friend's hole stretch around them. He stroked himself a little as he continued to warm Toby up, precum squeezing out in anticipation.

“I-I think I’m ready,” Toby squeaked out, turning their head to look back at Billy behind them.

“Are you sure?” asked Billy, not wanting to hurt his friend. Toby just nodded in response, a blush and a grin growing on their face, even though they weren’t entirely sure.

“You’re not that big,” they teased.

Needing no further encouragement, Billy slid his fingers out and squeezed out more lube onto them then rubbed it onto his cock. He angled it down until the tip was pressing against Toby’s eager hole. They raised their hips up a little further and pushed back as Billy pushed forward. Toby almost regretted teasing their friend when the head of his cock started to stretch him wide, but as soon as it popped inside the feelings of pleasure running through him overwhelmed any indecision.

“Fuck you’re tight,” Billy groaned, causing Toby to blush even harder.

“Shh,” they hushed him. “Ali might still be awake.”

“Mmm, fine,” Billy moaned as his cock pushed further into Toby’s ass. The words were barely any quieter, making Toby wonder if Billy had actually heard, but then they felt his cock pushing against his prostate and any objections were lost, overwhelmed by the waves of pleasure coursing through him.

“Oh god, Billy,” they gasped before he grabbed a handful of their hair and pushed his face back into the pillow and his cock bottomed out inside his friend. He gave Toby a few minutes to get used to the feeling then started to move again. As he started to thrust slowly in and out he could hear Toby still making noise. Was he crying?

“Are you ok?” He asked with concern, letting Toby lift up his head. “Should I stop?”

“Don’t you fucking dare,” they replied, wiping their eyes and looking back. If they were crying, they were tears of pleasure, and the lustful look in their eyes made Billy grin. Reassured, he grabbed Tobys hips with both hands and started to fuck him earnestly.

“Boys,” Ali thought to herself as she rolled her eyes, able to hear every grunt and moan. “Billy at least should know how easy sound passes through a boat like this. Or maybe he does and he just doesn’t care.” That last thought made a shiver run up her spine at the idea of him wanting to be heard, maybe even wanting her to join in. She turned her vibrator up one setting higher, and almost immediately felt the orgasm that had been building inside of her break through her control and wash over her. It was the first one she’d had in a week, and she knew it wouldn’t be the last she had tonight. She rode it out, making it last as long as she could, then turned her toy off to give her now extra sensitive clit a break, and started to use her fingers instead. She slid two inside of her for a little while, listening to the boys fuck so close by, imagining what it would feel like to have one of them inside her instead.

Toby was finding it almost impossible to keep quiet as Billy’s cock pounded in and out of them. His rhythm and the angle of his cock made a deeply satisfying pleasure flow through their body, overriding their instincts to stay silent, so they pushed their face back into the pillow, hoping their moaning that filled the cabin wouldn’t be audible through the walls. Billy was much less concerned, and his low grunts were naturally quieter than the noises coming from Toby anyway.

One of Billy’s hands reached down beneath Toby’s writhing body and wrapped once again around their cock. Slowly and gently he stroked it back and forth, knowing how sensitive his friend would be, wanting to give them pleasure but not so much that their fun would end too soon. Precum leaked from the tip of Toby’s cock, coating Billy’s palm and making it slide slickly over their smooth shaft. After the blowjob he’d received earlier Billy felt like he could keep this up all night.

Even with Billy treating their cock so gently Toby could only last so long before having to push the boy’s hand away again. Billy resisted for a few moments, holding his hand still, wrapped tightly around the base of their shaft, then gave it one more squeeze before letting go. With that hand now free Billy started to run his fingers over Toby’s back and sides, feeling their supple skin move underneath them, hot and a little slick with sweat. The cabin was small and the heat from their bodies and their breath had warmed it quickly, the windows starting to fog with condensation. Billy ran one hand through Toby’s hair then drug his fingernails down their back, leaving quickly fading red streaks behind them.

Toby gasped into the pillow and arched their back further, the pain of the scratches turning to ecstasy along with every other sensation transmitted to their brain, clouded as it was by weed and sex. Their breathing was hard and their hands grasped at the pillows and sheets around them. Then they felt Billy’s strong hands wrap around their wrists and draw them behind their back, gently but irresistibly. He held them there with one hand, using them like a handle to pull the smaller boy’s body back into him as the pace of his thrusts increased. His other hand reached forward, fingers again running through Toby’s hair, but this time he tightened his grip and lifted their head up off the pillow. Toby bit their lower lip hard, needing to do something to keep from crying out. They couldn’t protest though, it all felt far too good for that. All they could do was hold on, try to stay relaxed, and hope that this feeling would never ever end.

Ali came again, her toy barley at half strength this time. Her clit was so sensitive now that was all she needed to take herself over the edge. When its vibrations became too much she turned it off and tossed it to the side and started to use her fingers instead.

As Ali lay alone in her cabin, the boat gently rocking her to sleep, she found herself surprised by the emotions bubbling to the forefront of her mind. There was the relief of course, the release of tension that came from a night of pleasure, but there was envy too as she thought about the boys in bed together. It wasn’t just the feeling of someone warm pressed up against her either, it was the presence of her two closest childhood friends specifically that her heart was yearning for. She always felt so safe and cared for when they were around, so much more than with any of the boys she’d dated or slept with. She would never admit it to them, would barely admit it to herself, but she had always had a bit of a crush on them. In the past she’d dismissed it, chalked it up to them being the only boys who were truly kind to her. She just cared for them deeply, she’d told herself. Now though, with more experience and a year away from them, she was starting to realize there was more to it than that.

The idea thrilled and terrified her. Even if they’d felt the same way, they had each other now, and even if that was just sex, and she had her doubts, how could she ever choose between them. Billy was so handsome and confident, and Toby was so sweet and caring. And they were both so strong, each in their own ways. When she finally drifted off to sleep the fantasy that turned into dreams was the three of them together, like the old day, but closer than ever.

In the other cabin Toby was having a similar revelation. With Billy asleep with his arms around them, the things Billy had said and the way the words had made them feel kept them awake. As they stared out into the night sky and the gentle waves through the porthole. They remembered the disappointment, the heartache they’d felt when Billy started dating and their physical relationship had ended. At the time they hadn’t seen, or hadn’t wanted to see, that it was so much more than just the sex that they’d missed. It was the intimacy as well. Falling asleep in each other’s arms, sharing their secret bond and knowing they could tell each other absolutely anything because of it. They weren’t sure if they loved Billy, loved him as more than just a friend, but if they did then they’d been in love with him for a very long time.

Then there was Ali. Their girl next door. The girl they’d had a crush on for as long as they’d known her name. She was their friend though, and they were too afraid of what that admission would do to their friendship. Billy felt the same too, they knew, one of the things they’d confided in each other late one night. What they realized now though, was their feelings for her were far too similar to how they felt about Billy for their comfort. If those feelings were the same, if they were in love with them both, they couldn’t see a way that could ever have a happy ending. Surely they couldn’t have their cake and eat it too.It was all too much, and it was no good trying to figure it all out now though they knew, not with the afterglow making their every nerve tingle and the pleasure chemicals flowing through their brain and fatigue muddling their thoughts. Tomorrow though, they certainly had some thinking to do.

The next morning only Billy was oblivious to the awkward tension in the cabin. That had always been a problem for him, or a superpower, depending on how you looked at it. So many times he simply failed to notice when there was drama going on around him. Today he had the additional excuse of lack of sleep. It had been past midnight when they’d all gone to bed, and even later when they’d actually gone to sleep and the morning had come all too early.

Even though they all would have enjoyed a slow morning and stayed in bed ‘till noon, they had a destination in mind today and if they wanted to arrive before nightfall they would need to leave much earlier. So Billy had groaned and stretched when his phone’s alarm had gone off softley beside his head. The view out the window above his head was clear and blue, the air cold and crisp. There was condensation around the edges of the portholes and he shivered softly as he extracted himself from Toby’s arms and the warm bed. After pulling on a pair of sweatpants he opened the door to the main cabin and stepped in. Stepping over to the control panel, he flicked on the boat's small heater to combat the chill in the air.

Toby followed him out to start breakfast as the air in the room’s began to warm. They still came out wearing a rather large and warm looking sweatshirt with the hood pulled over their head. With Ali still in her room Billy gave Toby a sleepy kiss on the lips before sitting at the table and opening a map. The boat had electronic navigation and GPS, but he always liked to get a sense of the day's route as a whole on a paper map before they set off. Fewer surprises that way, and he enjoyed the tactile feel of the textile as his finger traced out their path.

The smell of bacon finally summoned Ali from her room. She’d been awake since she’d heard Billy’s alarm, being reminded as soon as she awoke how well noise traveled through the boat and what that had resulted in the night before. As she stepped into the cabin her eyes met Toby’s for a brief moment before they both flashed a quick awkward smile and looked away from each other. They had heard Ali moving around so clearly as she got ready in the morning. They were mortified to think that she had heard what the two of them were doing the night before, was actually starting to think she must have, and was afraid they’d find confirmation of that in her eyes.

“Sleep well last night?” Toby asked as he filled the kettle and the water heating, trying to make the question sound nonchalant.

“Mmhm,” Ali muttered back, looking at her phone to avoid looking at her friend, afraid she would start blushing if she met their eyes and imagined what their face had looked like last night.

The feelings the night before had awakened in both of them hadn’t gone away in the morning light. If anything they were stronger, but still neither of them were sure how to process them. Every time Toby looked at Billy and he gave them that crooked smile their heart would skip a beat, and Ali could feel the new, deeper, connection between them and longed to be part of it.

As soon as the kettle boiled all three of them took turns making the hot and caffeinated drink of their choice. Moisture fogged the windows as the cabin was warmed by the heater, the hot moist air pouring from the mouth of the kettle, and their breath. With the hashbrowns on the stove not quite ready, Billy climbed up the stairs and out into the cockpit with his hot coffee held up to near his face, his hands holding the warm mug tight. The cold air was invigorating, helping him to wake up as he checked the boat over, making sure nothing had changed overnight and making ready what he could for the day’s journey.

Ali followed him out not long after. She walked out to the bow of the boat and sat on a towel with her mug of tea with a blanket over her shoulders. She didn’t particularly enjoy the crisp morning air as Billy did, but shivering in the cold was better than being stuck in the cabin with Toby with nothing to do. There was an ache between her legs left over from the night before that sent tingles up her spine every so often. She could feel her panties acquire a dampness that had nothing to do with the moisture in the air or the drops of dew covering the boat and slowly soaking into the towel under her butt.

As she looked towards the horizon over her steaming mug she took a few deep breaths and tried to meditate, but she couldn't clear the previous night's events from her head. If only she’d been able to cum before her vibrator had died, maybe the boys’ moans wouldn’t still be playing on a loop in her mind. At least now that it had been charging all night she could finish the job at the first opportunity.

Toby called them back down when breakfast was ready, and they all dug into the hashbrowns, bacon, and avocado that Toby had prepared. The tension eased a little as they ate, the conversation almost normal as Billy described to them the route he had planned, what help he would need from them, and a few interesting things they would be able to see on the way. Despite the temperature this morning the day was supposed to be warm with a steady breeze, just right to sail comfortably and still make good time.

Ali and Billy emptied their plates first and thanked Toby before heading up onto the deck. As Toby finished eating and cleaning up he heard the clatter of Ali and Billy pulling up the anchor. The motor rumbled to life and the boat turned towards the entrance to the cove and out into open water and the steady breeze. By the time they were ready to raise the sails Toby had finished inside and joined them on the deck.

All three of them had on light jackets to ward off the wind, but the sun was already warm when it shined onto their skin. Billy steered them into the wind, using just enough propeller to keep them pointed in the right direction, then wrapped a rope around a winch and told Ali to pull. The mainsail unfurled and flapped in the breeze as they repeated the process with the headsail. Billy turned the wheel and the sails caught the wind with a gentle snap and they began to accelerate through the water. He turned off the motor and the boat went blissfully quiet, the only noises coming from the sails in the wind and the hull in the water. They all began to relax in the sun as they settled in for the day.

Billy was at the helm most of the time, but he was able to use the boat's electronics to steer most of the time, just keeping an eye out on the horizon for anything unexpected. They each spent most of the morning keeping to themselves, still waking up. Billy listened to music as he sailed, and Toby lay in the sun with their tea and one of the several paperbacks they’d brought with them.

Ali went forward to the bow to try to meditate but became increasingly frustrated as lustful thoughts continued unabated and soon she gave up on sitting still and tried some yoga instead. It was better than sitting still but she quickly realized it wasn’t going to give her the relief she needed. When she couldn’t stand the frustration any longer she stalked back to her cabin, muttering an excuse about being cold to the boys as she passed them, refusing to look at either of them, afraid of the blush that would result.

Once they’d heard Ali’s door close, Billy stepped around the helm and over to the bench where Toby was lying to interrupt their reading with a kiss. Toby’s eyes would flick towards the stairs that led into the cabin, but they couldn’t resist letting Bill do whatever he wanted with their mouth. The kiss went on and on, Billy’s tongue slipping between Toby’s lips and exploring their mouth like he owned it. Toby was left breathless and blushing when Billy finally pulled away and gave him a wink.

Directly below them Ali locked the door and threw herself onto the bed. She yanked her vibrator from the bag it was tucked into, the magnetic charging cable popping free then thrust it inside her panties and against her clit. She pressed the button to turn it on, holding it down so it would go straight to the strongest setting, then froze as nothing happened. Her frustration began to turn to anger as she pressed the button over and over again and each time getting the same result. “God damn it,” she muttered as she pulled it out of her pants and reconnected the charger. That's when she noticed the little light that told her it was charging wasn’t turning on.

“Maybe it's just the outlet,” she thought to herself in desperation, but when she tried using it to charge her phone it worked just fine. She even tried another outlet anyway, but nothing she did would bring the toy back to life. She stared down numbly at the chunk of silicone and electronics and began to fume.

“Fucking useless piece of crap,” she hissed as her temper got the better of her and she hurled it across the cabin where it bounced off the hull and fell to the floor.

“What was that? Are you alright?” Toby asked, poking their head down into the main cabin.

“I’m fine, it was nothing,” Ali replied, before throwing her head back onto the pillows and thinking about how the hell she was going to do without relief for this whole trip.