Hi, my friends call me LBF. Really, they do. It stands for Little Brother Fucker because, well, I’ve managed to fuck a number of little brothers. (And by little brothers I mean younger brothers of people I know, not actually little kids… just so we’re clear on that!)
This blog is intended to Chronicle my sexcapades with both little brothers (LBs) and others.
The Origins
The beginning of LBF is quite humorous, really. I went to a wedding reception where I managed to sleep with the little brother of one of my friends. I did it in a hotel room with LOTS of other people there, including another Little Brother (LB), who we’ll get to in a minute. The best part of that night was in the heat of passion, the original little brother yelled out “ride the stick,” which I immediately had to repeat to my girlfriends ad nauseum.
A couple of years later, I had sex with the other LB present that night (The Brainiac), thus LBF was born. One of the guys in the group said to me one night “hey– there’s the little brother fucker,” and the name stuck.
The LBs
I wish I’d started this blog earlier, because there’s lots of “juicy” stuff that might never make it to the page. But, for now, a quick introduction to each of the LBs:
The Original– I haven’t slept with him since the first “ride the stick” night. I’ve seen him on a number of occasions since then and he thoroughly enjoys his title as the “original” LB.
The Brainiac– Hmm… the Brainiac. This guy is smart. Like genius smart. And cute. And funny. He was present at the first LB night and we’ve slept together a number of times since then.
The Beauty– Believe it or not, I don’t generally like “hot” guys. But I liked this one. He’s kind of the “hidden” LB, ‘cuz some people don’t know about him.
The Bad Kisser– This is a guy who I had a random one-night stand with once. And then again. And then he helped me out of a bind. He’s a good friend to The Republican, and I think they have some sort of ‘competition’ going on for me, but there’s really no competition as far as I’m concerned. He’s a horrible kisser.
Non LBs
The Ex– Technically, I have lots of exes, but there’s one in particular who keeps popping up in my life. I haven’t slept with him in years, but he’ll likely appear from time to time. He’s an older brother.
The Republican– He’s an older brother, but he has the heart and soul of a little kid. And I don’t mean that in an entirely bad way. We kinda sorta tried dating about a year ago. And now we’re friends.
The Gangsta– Another older brother, I’m hoping I don’t have to talk about him much here. We fucked around a couple of years ago… he was really the first person to fuck me over. He calls occasionally. I don’t answer.
The Others
There are a few other guys in my life… guys I’ve never slept with and never will, guys who I can sometimes share more with than my girlfriends because, well, guys are just *easier* like that…
The Brother– Oddly enough, my brother plays a fairly significant role in some of these stories. He’s also the closest thing I’ve had to a “best friend” in my life.
The Buddy– A friend of mine who is super-cute, but also has a super cute girlfriend. He’s always good for happy hour and a beer. He also has some cute friend prospects.
The Frienemy– A co-worker who used to be my enemy, but is now my friend. I have a tendency to divulge a little too much to him and he has a tendency to throw it back in my face. He’s married to a great girl, has a great house and I’m immensely jealous of both of them.
The Good Guy– He’s smart, funny, great with kids, gets cuter every time I see him and has quick comebacks to everything. He’s also married. I’d say that if he wasn’t married, he’d be ideal for me, but I have a feeling I’d find him too “nerdy,” which is different from “dorky.” I like nerdy. I do not like dorky.
So, there you have it. A brief rundown of the people you’re likely to meet on the LBF Chronicles. Of course, I’m hoping that there will be more characters as time goes by, but here’s a start.
