Editor's Note: This is the latest installment in our new series of true stories written by true Bros: Every Bro Has a Story.

Although college is truly the greatest and most important time in a young man's life, it does have the unfortunate tendency to rip apart a group of longtime Bros and scatter them about the various slam piece-filled institutes around the country. The only cure for this tragic separation is the weekend road trip.

Every Bro relishes the opportunity to make a quick trip to one of their hometown buddy's college for the weekend, and that buddy is surely just as stoked to offer up his futon for a couple nights. Since my boys went back to Loyola a few weeks before I headed south I decided to stop off in Baltimore last month. It proved to be a very good decision.  Keep Reading »

Junior year of college, three muffs were getting ready to move into an apartment together for senior year. This apartment was a three-bedroom stunner (read: dilapidated campus housing) that was configured so that two of the bedrooms were smaller and shared a bathroom, while the master bedroom was huge and had its own private bathroom to be enjoyed at will by the lucky master bedroom occupant.

The three muffs wondered how to fairly assign bedrooms -- what could possibly merit a large bedroom and private bathroom? We pondered several options, all of them ultimately too lame to work (like GPA, rock paper scissors, etc.). Finally, we determined the best way to decide who got the big bedroom was to have a contest that actually demonstrated who would make the best use of it: a hook-up contest. We drew up rules, assigned point values, and away we went for junior year, putting our single, college-has-no-consequences, doing-some-random-pledge-in-the-laundry-room-of-a-frat-section-suddenly-has-meaning behavior to good actual use (author's note: that last move was for the win).

This story became nothing more than an amusing college anecdote until this year when fall came around and, per usual, all of the muffs' male friends disappeared into what we like to call the fantasy sports black hole. Then suddenly it occurred to us that the rules of some of these fantasy football leagues were sort of similar to our hook-up contest. At which point we wondered, 'Why the hell couldn't you make a fantasy hook-up league?' Who doesn't need a little more fantasy "sports" in their lives, right?  Keep Reading »

We've all been there before. You did what you and everyone else at the bar thought was the hard part: getting the girl to leave with you. Whatever she said to you -- "Fine, I'll leave with you, but we're not hooking up" -- went in one ear and right out the other. Yeah right, sweetie, drop the innocent act, you little slut. You know exactly why were going back to my place -- whatever lets you sleep at night.

You hail a cab back to your place, offer the fine young lady a drink to ease her tensions, and then make your way to the bedroom... simple enough. At this point, you think you're gonna score as most of are led to believe as well. But to what degree? Well, that's another story.

Here comes the hard part: ensuring you get laid is the ultimate goal. If she's a complete whore, chances are you're golden; if not, it's gonna take some smooth talking and comforting on your end. You conquered getting to second base on the first hook-up in middle school but no matter what age, getting the chick to give up the holy grail isn't a guarantee. Chances are she's feeling a bit tense and doesn't want to come off like a total whore by letting you bang her within the first two minutes. Instead of forcing the issue by repeatedly pushing sex or even trying to warm-up the oven by going down on her, go with a different option to let her ease into the situation. The answer, my friend, is mutual masturbation.  Keep Reading »

Long holiday weekends chocked full of regrets and destroyed brain cells are my fucking calling card. And Memorial Day weekend just so happens to be the apple of my cock's tiny eye (or is it a mouth?). Memorial Day marks the unofficial beginning of summer, or as I like to call it, The Season of Sin. It's the time of year when the stench of sex consumes the air, when winter relationships crumble, and when girls wear significantly less and put out significantly more.

Each year, my closest friends and I plan our entire weekend around a warm destination, fast tracking our way to liver disease and unsuitable behavior. We have gone to some great places over the years, but this year we went back to Avalon, New Jersey. The last time we decided to spend the holiday in Avalon was 2006. At the time, I was still living in Miami and fresh off a horrific break up that seemed to plague me worse than cottage cheese plagues Oprah's inner thighs. To gauge just how bad I took this particular break up, you should know that it caused me to whore myself out just so I could get my self esteem up. Fat chicks eat pies and ice cream, and I like chicks to eat my cream -- we each cope in our own special way. But I don't want to go off on a tangent...

When we arrived in Avalon on Friday morning, we hit the liquor store, the beer distributor, and then we headed to our hotel. Once we got there, the hotel staff took one look at us and knew none of us present were 25 years old -- the age you apparently need to be to find lodging in this town. Then, after we failed to produce evidence that we were 25 (we weren't), they proceeded to tell us we couldn't check in. So my best friend JB, who apparently had venom coursing through his veins, engaged in a less-than-cordial exchange with a female staff member.  Keep Reading »

There's something about the spring air that gets chicks to do naughty things. Take this past Saturday for example. I went over my buddy's parent's new house, which next to the Bunny Ranch in Vegas, is the biggest panty dropper I've ever been to in my life. Pool, hot tub, movie theater, wine cellar, the kid might as well open his own brothel there. I came over thinking it would be only dudes but much to my delight, there were three chicks from the town over joining us on this lovely evening. As soon as I arrived, my other buddy shot me a quick wink and then made the motion as if he were tossing me up an alley-oop. In hindsight, it was one of the kindest gestures any man has ever done for me. Our host and my other buddy had already paired off with chicks so I was left with an adorable brunette with a nice rack and beautiful ass. I was stoked.

We started flirting and things were looking good but it got fucking annoying how she kept texting every 10 seconds on her phone. Playfully, I eventually took her phone from her and put it in my pocket. Terrible move... she started flipping out and I legitimately thought she was going to have a heart attack. She went after my pocket with the intensity of a lion so I gave her phone back, very creeped out. However, as the night wore on and after several vodka sodas, she started paying less attention to the phone and more to me. We walked out back to the hot tub and after dangling our legs in the water to heat up the oven, started hooking up.  Keep Reading »

Sick and tired of failing at relationships? Are you in a tizzy over your ex-girlfriend posting pictures on Facebook that suggest she is now banging some other chap? Can't seem to ever find that girl who you want to commit to? Well friend, you're not alone. And I have a potential answer to all these problems, a way to escape your past relationship blunders, feel good about yourself, and drop a hot load in the process. The one-night stand!

Like most rational people, I hope to find a nice girl when I go out, but nine times out of 10 things don't pan out that way, so I go with plan B (not the infant killer, the other plan B). While being single for the last four years, I have learned something about myself -- I am horny as hell and hand release just doesn't cut it. Now I'd like to think of myself as a gentle and caring individual, so rather than date a girl who I don't really like -- wasting her time and mine -- I have become a gigantic fan of the one-night stand. It's clean, it's uncomplicated, it leaves me feeling a bit naughty and at the end of the day I can still look at the reflection I see in the mirror and shower it with pleasantries.

The one-night stand is not for everyone though, so please use discretion before proceeding. People who should avoid them are those who fall in love easily, suffer from bouts of sever epilepsy, or have the closing speed of an offensive lineman when it comes to sealing the deal.
Below is a list of Do's and Don'ts to follow throughout the night -- from getting dressed to your exit strategy.

Clothing:
Do wear something that you look good in and feel confident wearing. If you're unsure about what you're wearing, a strong chance exists that you look like a tool. If you generally dress like a turd, seek help from a girl.

Don't pop your collar, blow your hair out like a Guido (unless you're going out in Staten Island), or put on anything that is inappropriate for the situation. A three-piece suit is a first-class look for when you're out poaching cougars but it has no place being in a collegiate atmosphere.  Keep Reading »

Just spotted this new Minute Maid commercial for its "Enhanced" line of juices, which you should apparently drink lest you confuse your daughter's teacher for a drunken Spring Break hook-up in Mexico.

There's nothing better than an open bar. The only thing that makes it slightly less cool is when the open bar is for investment bankers and you are crashing their party. My thoughts on investment bankers are that they...  Keep Reading »

Introducing our first original BroBible video, "Babefax.com," which asks the question: What if we knew as much about our women as we did about our cars? Enjoy.

I love pizza. All kinds. Especially, a thin crust topped with pineapple. But, if I had to eat it every night I'd get bored of it. Soon my boredom would morph into anger, followed by resentment, and pretty soon I'd start to hate the very thing that I once loved. That's kind of why I find fault with monogamy.

Humans, like most mammals, are not wired to be monogamous. According to scientific research, out of over 4,000 mammalian species, only beavers and a couple of other rodents, otters, bats, certain foxes, and a few hoofed mammals are actually classified as monogamous. Why is it that we group men and women in the same category as otters? Hell, even rattlesnakes know better than to spend their entire life with only one other snake.

Is it time that we ignore this notion of coupling off in favor of our genetic predisposition of promiscuity? Would your life be better if you had more than one girlfriend? It seems to work well enough for Hugh Heffner. Although interestingly enough, Heffner's 18-year-old son, Marston, has no desire to follow in his father's romantic footsteps, claiming, "I'm not going to have multiple girlfriends -- not at the same time. I can't imagine that."

Still, there are plenty of Bros that could imagine that. During an interview last year with vibe.com, Akon revealed his feelings towards polygamy by saying, "I think the average guy is doing [it] right now. He's just not married. Everybody that I hang with got multiple girlfriends." While fans were all up and arms about Akon's Big Love-ish beliefs, at the end of the day, maybe the idea of engaging in multiple relationships should not be such a fantasy after all?

That said, Bros, there is definitely a right and wrong way to date more than one woman at the same time. With this in mind, I've complied a list of suggestions:  Keep Reading »

Another Valentine's Day has passed and with it your one annual chance at guaranteed booty. While the thought of this may have you wishing you'd bought your valentine that http://www.brobible.com/Story/14431 bustier (you should have), there's no need to fear another year of bad one-night stands and next-day regrets. The time has come to get yourself a go-to girl for late night rendezvous and god-I-really-need-some-right-now hookups. Yes, my bros, it's time to get yourself a fuck buddy. For this I give you a little piece of advice I like to call A Girl's Guide For Guys On How To Maintain A Completely Sexual Relationship. Enjoy.

1. Keep it dirty.
Listen bros, you're there for one reason and one reason alone: sex. Guess what... So is she. By the time you get to each other your engines should be so revved-up there's no need for wooing, so make your meeting as porn-o-rific as possible. Got a new move you want to try? Go for it -- and more importantly, take it to level 11. The dirtier the better and the more likely any emotional attachment will be completely negated.  Keep Reading »

Aside from a bed covered with stuffed animals or a shrine devoted to "Star Trek," nothing puts a damper on sexytime quite like lame mood music. Personally, I'd rather sleep alone than be treated to selections of Enya, the "Titanic" soundtrack, or, worst of all, a compilation of nature sounds. Real thunderstorms are sexy. Simulated waterfalls, crashing waves, and jungle sounds are just plain creepy.

Typically, Bros customize their iPod playlists to their own musical taste or to that of their partner. Some simply hit shuffle and hope for the best.I'd avoid this latter option at all costs. There is nothing worse than being in the heat of the moment and having "Oops!... I Did It Again" pour from your speakers.

And so the question looms, what is the best music to set the mood? I'd say, that depends on the type of sex you plan to have. Below are playlist options created with "the nookie" in mind.  Keep Reading »

Establishing an image. This is of utmost importance for the bro. To establish himself at college, and more specifically, on his hall, as one of the most experienced and mature partiers in the freshman class. Hosting...  Keep Reading »

Sexy older women have always fascinated me. I think the term "cougar" is corny. If you're hot, then you're hot, regardless of your age. My story is about a hot, older woman who matched my sexual appetite and then left...  Keep Reading »

The new breed of female is a double-edged sword. On the one hand they are much easier to get in the sack and bang -- on the other hand, they are now complete whores and fuck every guy they meet. I recently heard a...  Keep Reading »