My sex talk.

I sometimes wonder how this could have gone differently. My mom was the one who gave me the sex talk, not my dad.
I was probably around 10, and not too bright. I mean, I'd jerk off into my underwear and just throw the shorts in the laundry, not even thinking about what they looked like. But apparently mom did notice. And then there was the time I was jerking off under the covers and she walked in on me. She didn't say a word but I knew that she noticed and she knew that I knew.
I guess it was a few days later that she sat me down to have "the talk". How my penis was supposed to work when I wanted to use it when I got married. Yup, you heard that right. "When I got married."
The way she explained it, when I get the urge to have sex, my penis will grow and get hard, like when I have to pee very bad. Then I can have sex with my wife.
That was it.
But to be honest, I would have loved it if she had taken it in her hand and given me a "hands-on" demonstration. And don't think I didn't jerk off to that image too.