"You're late!" your brother yelled as you and Katie finally made it to the secluded beach area.

"By like ten freaking minutes! Suck an egg bro! Not my fault your little beach area is in the middle of fucking nowhere and we couldn't find it at first and got lost!" you shouted back. That was a total lie, but it sounded convincing enough. You and Katie had hailed a cab, done your other shopping in no time flat, gone back to the hotel to drop off your purchase along with Katie's old bathing suit and then had the cab take you here. You were late because you had gone back to the hotel, but you figured your brother didn't need to see the stuff you had bought yourself on his dime.

And besides, the secluded beach really was in the middle of nowhere! You were just lucky that the cabby was a local and knew the address!

"Well drop shit and join the rest of us then," your brother yelled from above the smoke coming from the grill.

You took his word and dropped everything you had purchased before grabbing a spot on an empty beach chair. It looked as though the beach had several pre-planned fire pits available and your brother and the guys had set up around it. There was a permanent grill of decent size, which was good since there were five large guys in this party, next to the large fire pit. And it looked as if one of the guys had neatly stacked wood for a fire later, leaving it unlit for now. There were towels strewn about, what looked like a pile of folded blankets and a couple of beach chairs. One of which you were now occupying. There also seemed to be several coolers of varying shapes and sizes situated around your brother, even a few in-between the blankets and chairs. Curious you opened the nearest cooler.

"Sweet baby Jesus!" you exclaimed with joy as you reached in and pulled out a cold beer which you stuck beside you so you could crack open the bottle of Jack Daniels you had also pulled out. Cap off you lifted the large bottle to your lips and took a swig, better to start the day off right!

Once you let the bottle from your lips and screwed the cap back on you put it back in the cooler and as you closed the lid of the cooler and made to crack open your can of beer you saw Katie a few feet beside you at another chair. She was very carefully putting her things next to the chair she intended to sit at next to you, though she was doing so bent over at the hips instead of squatting. And over her bent form you caught your brother staring from the grill, food long forgotten.

"Katie, why don't we get a little more comfortable mkay?" you asked with the tilt of your head.

"Oh, okay. We can set up stuff later then," Katie said with a smile and shrug of her shoulders. You only nodded emphatically as you pulled off your giant loose lime green tank top and shoved it messily into your Bert face bag. Katie followed suit by taking off her thin hoodie and tank top, folding each nicely before putting them in her beach bag. You had persuaded her to buy a pair of tiny little black canvas shorts with adorable butt pockets. You had chosen correctly.

"Do you need me to help apply sunblock for you so you don't get your hands messy?" you heard your brother ask from right behind Katie. You had watched him almost literally appear out of nowhere in a split second as soon as Katie had started shedding layers. You were too good sometimes, you just had to grin.

"Oh, uhh, okay?" Katie stammered out once she gained control of herself since Matt had obviously scared her from the way she had jumped and whirled around to face him, a blush staining her face. It only grew as she replied, going from her shoulders into her hairline and becoming a nice shade of tomato. You chuckled and handed your brother the sunblock when he stuck his hand out to you and snapped his fingers impatiently.

"Shads what the fuck bro? You're burnin' shit!" you heard shouted from behind your brother. You had to lean back all the way to be able to see around your gorilla of a brother. Syn was waving his hands above the smoking grill like a man possessed, you chuckled silently to yourself as you watched him freak out.

"Bro. Busy. Do it yourself," Matt shouted at Syn over his shoulder as he held up both hands and squirted sun block into one before turning his attention back to Katie.

"Why don't you two get more comfortable as Katie has a lot of skin that needs to be covered, thoroughly I might add, in that sunblock. I'm going to go somewhere, uh else," you offered as you stood from your chair to leave the two weird love birds alone. Katie glared at you as you grabbed your cigarettes from your bag but you simply gave her an exaggerated two thumbs up before walking away completely. -xXx-
You had grabbed the cheap volley ball set you and Katie had bought and were currently seeking out a level spot in which to set it up. Or level enough that could be found far enough from the fire pit so drunken volley ball at night didn't ended up with a melted volley ball. You had bought two extra balls just in case but you had rather not smell burning volley ball later. Spot found you sat with a cigarette between lips, beer can nestled in the sand, you went about opening the game, wondering how you were going to set it up by yourself. You sat there and grumbled at the box and it's contents for about ten minutes before giving up for a moment and just sat in the sand and stared out at the horizon.

"Want help now?" a voice called from behind you.

You whipped your head around to see a dripping wet Zacky standing a few feet behind you, looking as if he had been standing there for a few minutes at least. He had dripped a good sized puddle into the sand around his feet so he couldn't have just arrived. You glared at him through your aviators as he ran a hand through his wet black hair, slicking it back with salt water.

"Fine," you finally replied as you stood and put your cigarette butt into your finished beer can so as not to litter on the beach. Dusting off your butt you bent and grabbed the box and waited for Zacky to come and help.

Approaching Zacky handed you the two beer cans he had apparently been holding in his other hand while standing and watching you fight with the box and took it from you. You gladly handed it over and nestled the beers deep down in the sand where it was cool since they were still unopened and wouldn't get sand in them. Deftly Zacky ripped open the box and slid out the contents while you looked on unamused, of course he could do it with ease. Stupid boys and their stupidness. Zacky unfurled the volley ball net, the bag of pegs to hold it in place between his teeth as his hands worked. You just stood back and watched him work, admiring the ink on his arms as he toiled. The work was really quite beautiful, from not only an artistic point of view but from a tattoo artist's point of view. If anything was to be said he had good taste in ink, or whoever picked them out for him did.

"Here take this. Where do you want it set up?" Zacky asked as he handed you one end of the net.

"Down here a bit," you replied as you took the offered end and lead him to where you wanted the net set up. Once in place where you wanted your end you waited for Zacky to walk the full length of the net across from you. Once he had gotten to where he needed to you watched him rip open the package of pegs with one hand and his mouth and patiently waited.

"Catch Sanders," Zacky called out once he had pegged in his end of the net securely, tossing the pegs your direction. You lunged for them and fell short, almost dive bombing in the process.

"Nice shot Baker," you scoffed as you picked up the strewn pegs and went back to your fallen end of the net. Picking it up you started realigning your end and securing it into the sand.

"Not my fault you catch like a girl," Zacky replied with a shrug of his shoulders and a raise of both his eyebrows.

"Not my fault you throw like a girl," you shouted in response across the sand as you finished putting in your pegs in, unbeknownst to you being watched from the grill the entire time.

"Truth," Zacky answered as he made his way across the sandy playing area and bent to grab the buried beers. Walking to meet him you grabbed the one he held out to you, cracking it and downing half of it at once.

"We got to draw the lines of the playing field in so no one can cheat," you said, now half empty beer in your hand hanging at your side as you nodded at the sand with your hand.

"Sure, do you..." Zacky started to say.

"Kales, why don't you go swim with Katie. I got the rest of this" Jimmy shouted as he jogged up to the two of you, completely cutting off whatever Zacky was going to say.

"Uhh, sure okay?" you replied, perplexed but shrugging it off. Chugging the remainder of your beer you tossed the empty can at Jimmy who caught it mid air before crushing it and dropping it in the sand. You completely ignored the confused look Zacky was giving Jimmy before running off to where you saw Katie approaching the ocean's edge.

"Bro?" you heard Zacky ask Jimmy, but if Jimmy replied you were too far away to hear it.

"So how's your sun block?" you asked Katie as you reached her and dropped your shorts before kicking off your flip flops as you stepped out of the small amount of jean material.

"You're pure evil," Katie glared at you.

"Oh you loved it so don't even try and seem all miffed or something. Swimming are we?" you asked as you turned to look out at the beautiful ocean.

"I'm going to get you back you know that right?" you heard Katie ask you.

"Sure, in your dreams. Revel in it Katie. My brother may have a reputation for being a man whore like the rest of them, but he doesn't show true affection to many. Actually outside of me and the guys there really isn't anyone else really. You now fall into that category. You had him right from the start, Mrs. Your Nose Is Pretty. So enjoy it. He may be my brother but underneath all that tough tattooed dick headed rock star, he can be a really great guy. Sometimes. I stress the sometimes here," you offered before running into the surf without waiting for a response. But if you were any judge of Katie at this point she was going to be too flabbergasted to answer anyways. -xXx-
"Oh my god I can't move. Too. Full. Going. To. Die," Johnny whimpered before belching loudly into the beach breeze.

You and Katie had swam for a while before being called in by Syn who had seemed to take over grilling duties since he seemed to not trust your brother with it anymore. He had cooked up burgers and hot dogs for lunch, while your brother had been trusted enough to pull out the potato salad and other such beach foods and condiments from another cooler. With the amount of coolers present, and not all full of booze, you wondered just how long your brother had intended for you guys to stay. An entire cooler of beer hand been demolished by the end of lunch, and a second was half way through it's life span. But since this was you and the guys it didn't really surprise you. You all consumed alcohol at an alarming rate normally, but when having a mini vacation and at the beach... Well that amount doubled if not tripled. And besides, lunch had taken an hour or there about so the amount of alcohol consumed was reasonable. And besides you that first time, no one else had touched the liquor. That was for later, when the real partying began.

"I concur. My compliments to the chef!" you called out before letting your own belch rip through the air. Quite proud of yourself you sat back and mock bowed to the applause everyone was giving you.

"Thank you, thank you. I know, I'm a professional," you replied in mock severity as you grinned and took another sip of your beer.

"Professional belcher... On the girly circuit! Ha!" Syn exclaimed before letting rip his own belch. His lasted way longer then yours, but lacked the ferocity and volume yours had. You scowled at him and were about to tell him just what you thought of his long winded and wimpy belch but were cut off by another.

You whipped your head around to see Jimmy two people off to your left proudly sitting straight up in his chair. His head was cocked back, throat exposed as he let rip a truly impressive belch. He even had one hand clasped dramatically over his heart, his other out in the air as if his belch was a proclamation from the gods themselves! You heard an unfamiliar sound as you started to laugh and looked past Jimmy. There in his very own chair was Zacky cracking up from uncontrollable laughter at Jimmy. Once you got over the shock at the sound of his laughter, something you hadn't really heard in so long you couldn't even remember the last time you had truly heard it like this, you started laughing in response. Your joined laughter was punctuated by a belch that only your brother could produce when he had been downing beer at a good solid rate, it sounded like it ripped a hole in time and space. This set off a whole chain reaction of belches. Belch after belch was let rip around the group as more and more beer was shot gunned to help produce them. Poor Katie seemed to be shaking her head in complete loss as she laughed hysterically at each and every one of you guys. The belching ended and rolled into ridiculous laughter when Johnny went to let out a belch and let out the wimpiest, most girly sounding release of air ever imaginable!

It took a few minutes or so before everyone had calmed down enough, had wiped all the tears from their eyes, from Johnny's abrupt end of the belch game. Everyone sort of sat around in comfortable silence for a handful of moments before Jimmy popped up in his chair.

"Chicken anyone?" he asked the group with a grin.

"But we just ate! Don't we have to wait an hour or something?" Johnny whined as he clutched his stomach.

"Dude, short shit we just let out enough methane to put a hole in the ozone. I'm pretty sure it's safe for us to swim," Jimmy replied as the rest of us started to stand and getting ready to head down to the water. Johnny just whined as he clutched his extended stomach. Which with a stomach like his was a hard thing to accomplish, maybe he had really eaten that much!

"Fine, you stay here and digest like a Wendy Whine Ass. We're playing chicken in the water. Dibs on Kales!" Jimmy told Johnny, shouting the last part before grabbing my wrist like lightning.

"Dibs on Katie," your brother shouted. You saw him grab Katie's hand out of the corner of your eye just as fast as Jimmy had grabbed yours.

"Awww seriously guys? Why do I have to be stuck with Zacky's balls against my head?" Syn whined as he looked pathetically at all of you.

"Because you're too slow?" you offered with an evil wiggle of your eyebrows.

"Why don't you ride Zacky's shoulders?" Katie offered from beside your brother. Next to Katie his mammoth size seemed to grow exponentially, he dwarfed her in shadow like a sky scraper next to a two story house.

"Because there isn't a chance in hell he could lift and carry me in the water. No offense bro, but there really isn't," Syn replied, shooting a glance Zacky's direction.

"You honestly think I for a second want your nasty ball sack rubbing against the back of my neck? Hells to the no!" Zacky replied with a Cheshire cat grin before heading off towards the ocean before the rest of us.

"Chicken!" you exclaimed loudly before dashing off to the water happily, feeling better that teams had been called! Besides, you had to pee!

Notes

Whose up for an good game of chicken eh?