Who taught you the "facts of life"?

I really don't see what the mystery is about. We all know that babies are dropped down the chimney by the stork, not just "a" stork, but "THE" stork. It is really quite simple. :)

Going through Catholic school as a kid, the priests and nuns always made a big deal about sex and what a sin it was. Human nature, being what it is, the thing most talked about and especially as something we shouldn't do, is the thing we most want to experience. When it came time for Confirmation class and practice (age 13) which involved us mingling with the public school kids who were also being confirmed, we found that we knew more about this stuff than the public school kids did. :)

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My first 'time';

Connie Ekert was Annie Oakley
I was, of course, Roy Rogers
One afternoon, after shooting bad guys all morning, we decided to head into Grampa's tool shed
One thing led to another, and before I knew it, she had her skirt up and underwear off
Took me awhile, but managed to get my bib overalls down to my boots
Then....we just stared at each other
She turned around
So......I turned around

We touched butts

Then we heard Grampa's voice

'What's goin' on in there?'


Connie was back in the altogether in seconds
Me, I only got my Oshkosh's to my knees before I heard Grampa comin' around the corner
Did some pretty fast mincing steps to get the heck outa there

Guess that could be counted as 'my first time'
Age 6 or 7 I guess
 
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Nobody in our family ever spoke about "IT".
My sex education and that of my peers, other boys, came from the advice column and the pictures in Playboy magazine.
And one of us got his hot and sweaty hands on a college level anatomy and physiology textbook......we passed that around, it helped a little bit in clearing up a few mysteries.
 
Oh boy, when I was in elementary, I like to hang out with my brothers and male cousins. I was "one of the boys". They talked about sex in riddles not realizing I'm smarter than them...😆🤣 One time our dog was in heat and was humped by the neighbor's dog. I asked my brothers if they were making puppies. They looked at each other and said, "we're not telling you". Needless to say, my brothers and cousins were killjoys.

I was an adult when asked, vanilla or non vanilla?...I blushed knowing he wasn't asking about ice cream. If I knew then what I know now, I'll be ready for discussion till the cows come home. 🙃😆😁
 
The infamous 9th grade "sex talk" at our school, girl's gym coach for the girls, boys in the other gym for their talk by their coach.

I don't know what the boys heard but we were told that we had to be in "control" because "boys just couldn't control themselves". Why? Well, they had their sex organs on the outside and it made them think about sex all the time. We girls had ours hidden so we weren't tempted all the time.

Honest to gosh, that's what passed for sex education back then. I couldn't look a boy in the eye for a month knowing what he was "constantly" thinking about....lol....as if any boys were tempted by 9th grade me.....

My Catholic-school-educated friend was advised never to let a boy take you to a restaurant with white tablecloths...it would make him think about beds and would turn him into a raging sex maniac.
 
My parent's had a book I can vividly remember with white plaster casts of various anatomical areas of men and women and in particular a woman who was pregnant. I don't recall my folks telling me about what was in the book but I do remember they made sure we had the book as a reference.

However I got my other information in bits and pieces from various friends and acquaintances. I recall a friend of a friend who had spent a lot of time in Europe who's father had paid a lady of the evening to introduce his son to pleasures of the flesh. I don't recall him being overwhelmed with his experience beyond letting others know that he was already experienced.

I had an almost life size poster of Raquel Welch with an image from the movie One Million Years BC. In my early teens I bought a rather large box of Playboy magazines from one of my uncles or cousins which had several years of the magazine that I perused regularly. I now think those things skewed my view of what a woman should be.

The area that I find most lacking in my knowledge of the birds and the bees were the basics of male/female relationships and dating. I really don't think I started to understand the basics of relationships until was in my early 20's. I only had a few dates while in high school and didn't really start dating more seriously until I had been in college a few years.

My parents were not openly affectionate and I rarely recall them hugging or kissing around me. I never recall them holding hands or anything like that. So it took a long time for me to feel comfortable with physical affection. The biggest source for me to start to understand that was a massage class I took in college. Although there was definitely no inappropriate contact during the class it helped me understand how to touch someone else in a positive way and how to accept being touched myself.
 
Yep, parent's that do not exhibit affection is like a kick in the head when you attempt to become involved with a person of the opposite sex.

Most of us learned about romance form the Saturday after noon movies. At age 12 or so the hugging and kissing was a primer on how it was done.
Then around age 14, boys started bragging on 'how to do it with a girl.-heady stuff!
On yea, the blind leading the blind.
Birth control-'what's that.'
Some years later we found birth control required putting 50 cents in the neighborhood gas station-Wallah! instant birth control

'Uh, how do you put'um on'?
'You screw up your gonn'a get a baby."
 
My earliest introduction to the facts of life was through National Geographic magazine, which was available in schools and occasionally would run pictures of naked pygmies from primitive tribes. Elementary school boys would secretively pass the relevant issues around to one another with much smirking, but this was really more of an intro to the female body, not that such images were terribly erotic. It was more of an "eww" than an "ahh!" factor.

For the birds and the bees, I was given an old medical book by my father as a preteen by Morris Fishbein, MD, that had a chapter on human reproduction. It was all rather clinical with a few line drawings, but other chapters in the book had black and white pictures of naked people who exhibited various genetic syndromes, abnormalities, and disorders. It was enough to scare me away from sex for some time... o_O
 
A discussion with my mother on the subject of sex could have been summed up in this old punchline from Miss Minnie Pearl.

"I never fooled with it sex was always your father's department!" ☺

So I set off to find the truth out behind the barn! ;)


“The truth is more important than the facts.”― Frank Lloyd Wright
 
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Who taught me the facts of life? It is obvious, Baywatch and Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Issue.
 
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My parents were not openly affectionate while we were growing up. In one's life, there comes a time you want answers to questions and I knew who NOT to ask. haha

When we're young and reckless, we tend to go way too far. Engaging in sex too early may leave one with a scar but undeniably, it makes you thrilled and breathless.
 
Well, my mother tried. Always nagging her girls if we had questions, so willing to talk, so wanting to inform. In actuality, it was D.H. Lawrence and "Lady Chatterley's Lover" when I was about 13.
 
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