Being a boy with an older sister, my favorite pass time at that age was annoying her and her friends when she had them over. One night my sister had her friend Kim over for a sleepover. They were down in the basement watching TV, playing games, and talking about boys. Because of the noise, I was able to sneak down the stairs and hide behind the couch they were sitting on.

I sat there for a few minutes listening to them talk about boys and sex. I couldn't believe how dirty they were…

Friday night games were the worst. We had to travel long distances and were always coming home in the dark. But that wasn't so bad since it gave us ample opportunities for mischief on the bus ride home.

I was in the marching band and much to our delight, the cheerleaders had to ride on the bus with us (instead of the filthy football players).

On this particular night I was sitting alone in the second row, left hand side, and Jamie and her other cheerleader friend Nicole were in…

This happened to me one hot summer, way back when...

Christine was the youngest of four kids. She had three older brothers. For her it was both a blessing and a curse. The blessing was that if anyone gave her a hard time, her brothers would come down on the poor guy and either beat him silly or at least scare the crap out of him. Needless to day, almost no one gave Christine a rough time.

The curse was that her brothers also tormented her in their own way - but that didn't last…

Through most of my 20’s I played lead guitar in a regionally popular rock band. What does that mean? What that means is that within the tri-state area in the midwest (I won’t say where) my band was immensely popular. We regularly sold out 1000 seat venues, packed night clubs, did radio and TV appearances, and on more than one occasion, were tapped to be an opening act for emerging, nationally known recording acts such as Bon Jovi and Great White. Yes, this was…

This really happened...I will try to recreate the events as best I can recall.

I was cleaning up the kitchen when the front door was tossed open in a rage. I rushed around the corner to see what happened, and there was Gina storming into the house. She was a very close friend and often walked into the house without knocking, but this time something must have really upset her. She was red-faced and…

Every time I saw Doris walking down the hallway I always followed close behind her. You see, Doris had one of those epic asses that popped left and right as she walked. It was simply hypnotic in her tight fitting, pocket-less jeans and I couldn’t pass up an opportunity to relish in its splendor.  Don’t get me wrong, though. She knew it was the focus of a lot of attention and she made sure to give it a little extra oomph when she knew someone was watching -…

I recently read a comment someone made about ballbusting that rings so true to me. Basically they said that ballbusting (I think that word is fine, by the way) is pretty much universally accepted by the public, as can be attested by the amount of times you see it it movies, TV, and funny videos. Pretty much everyone laughs when someone gets hit in the balls, especially out in the public.

What is stigmatized, however, is consensual ballbusting. That is considered weird and unaccepted.…

After college I played volleyball in an advanced indoor league for adults. Think NCAA Division level 1 players a few years out of school. It was very competitive and intense. I played on a 6-man team for men and on a 6-man coed team. It is with the coed team that this story lies.

At one particular tournament here in Southern California we would run into practically professional level players of all kinds. Former USC and UCLA players were regular participants. One team seemed to be…

When I was in high school and then college I was in a popular local rock band. One of our regular gigs was at a summer camp closing weekend, where we would play a concert first for the entire population and then after 11pm, we would continue to play for just the counselors, who were all of age.

At the end of one of our shows I noticed this very cute girl sitting atop a table watching as we were tearing down the equipment. One of our roadies approached her for me and talked to her. He…

This is one of the more memorable times in my life. I thought I would share it here.

Jamie was a cheerleader at my school. She also happened to be best friend of the girlfriend of my closest cousin and I had known her for years by then. Jamie was Italian, about 5 foot 1, had dark curly hair, and was very cute. She also had a mouth on her. She would swear a lot, and seemed to use the words 'dick' and 'balls' quite often, too, which nobody complained about.

One day my cousin…