4

Ben rolled a 4.

4 was kinda an annoying number, not good, not bad, and as such Ben was uncertain what that would mean.

“...what do I get?”, he eventually asked.

“Nothing”, I replied.

“What!”

“Relax! You get nothing because you are already wearing your swimsuit.”

“So it's underwear after all. Well, that was a waste of time.”

“Want to roll again?”, I asked grinning. “I would allow it, just this once.”

But Ben shook his head. “Thanks, but i'm good. 4 is technically still a good roll. No reason to jeopardize that.”

“Oh, you are so boring!”, I complained while standing up. “Anyway, i'm getting changed. Be right back.”

After I changed into my green Bikini, Ben was still sitting at the rest area. “Now, now, that won't do, take your shirt and shoes off.”

Ben had **** to obey and exposed his Spiderman Underwear for all to see.

“Isn't it strange?”, I started. “Underwear covers just as much as your average swimwear and yet one is embarrassing and the other isn't. Well.” I covered my Mouth with my hand to poorly disguise my smirk. “i guess these are slightly embarrassing.”

“Very funny, Sis” Ben grumbled. “Lets just go swimming already.”

Actually, I had some slightly different plans in mind. It would be very easy for Ben to hide his underwear in the water. That would be boring, so instead I took Ben on a stroll around the Waterpark.

While Ben was way too self conscious about his predicament, barely anyone gave him a second glance. Ultimately he was just a blob of flesh in a huge mob of blobs of fleshes (Shit, i'm a poet) If anything I attracted more attention with my killer body.

But that was about to change, while the main attraction of “Wet Willie” was of course water, there where plenty of other activities to undertake. One of them was beach volleyball. I quickly found a group of four (two girls, and two guys) who where engaged in a fierce competition.

Ben, well aware of my intentions gave me a pleading look. (IGNORE)

“Hey, guys! Room for two more?”

The Group turned their attentions towards us. “Sure...?”

Too bad, Ben, no more blending in the background for you. The Girls very quickly realized Ben's predicament but had the decency not to comment on it.

The Guys weren't that nice.

“Radical digs, dudes!” The bigger of the dudes commentated. “Spiderman is my jam, dude!”

“Now, now, Steve, it won't do to be rude to our guests”, interjected the second slightly smaller guy and adjusted his glasses. (not sunglasses, real glasses)

That was enough of an icebreaker to get the girls in on the action to.

“It looks cute on him tough”, commented a slightly chubby girl.

“That's underwear right...uh yeah it is..ahaha....not that it is that big of deal. My little brother forgets his swimsuit sometimes as well..he is only 8 tough...”

“Well!”, Ben cut in. “Now that we have that safely out of the way, lets focus on something else. Volleyball perhaps?”

The Group easily agreed, and since we where even, the decision felt on some jolly genderbased competition. Guys on one side, Girls on the other.

“Actually...why don't we raise the stakes a bit?”, I proposed smirkingly. “How about the Losers have to kiss each other? ON THE MOUTH!”

“Please just ignore my Sister. She was diagnosed clinically retarded.”

But the Girls where more then up for it. And the Guys(save Ben) quickly followed suit, clearly thinking they have an easy victory against a bunch of girls coming. Hehehe, Fools.

What they don't know is that I used to be captain of our volleyball team back in College. Ben on the other hand is as athletic as a sack of potatoes, an expired sack of potatoes.

So while the match up appeared to be relatively fair, in reality it was more like 4 vs 2.1

The Result was obvious from the start. I absolutely demolished them.

“Oh no! I can't believe this!” Surferdude cried out in dismay. “What a shocking loss.”

I let out a maniacal laugh. “My victory was preordained from the start! Now, give us a good show.”

“I suppose it can't be helped.” Glasses took off his Glasses. “Mind if we go first?”

“Y-yes please don't mind me!” Ben said, trying to bury himself in the sand. Yep, this will be good.

Glasses looked Surferdude deep in the eye, then he passionately embraced him and gave him a deep kiss. I am pretty sure there was some tongue action going on as well.

“Oi, oi” I started getting hot. “Are they...?”

“Yes”, Chubby coughed. “They are an...item.”

“Ah...”

“And before you get the wrong idea”, Chatty sighed. “We aren't.”

The Guys spend way too long kissing, before finally turning their attention towards Ben, still in the sand sitting in complete shock. “I go first.” Glasses declared and crouched down to Ben. He then gently cupped his chin. “Don't be afraid...just close your eyes, and stay still...”

Ben blushed, gulped and obeyed.

Glasses then slowly and carefully proceeded to join his Lips with Ben's. It was an innocent kiss. Just how a Prince might kiss a Princess. Complete pure.

Oh god....something might have just awaken in me.

“Its nice to have Gay friends” Chubby commented.

“Yes...nice” her friend agreed.

“Hot damn, Dave! You trying to make me jealous here?”

Glasses finally parted his lips and reapplied his Glasses. “Quite the contrary. My aim was to create a situation that prevents you two from kissing.”

“What do you...geh...” Ben was locked in a complete daze. Doing anything more to him would very likely constitute of ****.

“Do not worry”, Dave continued while scooping Ben up like a fainted heroine. “He will be fine after five Minutes.”

Unfortunately, this was kinda against poolguidelines, so we where kicked out of the park just like that.