I figured it out in stages. First I was probably about six and got my hands on some playboys and penthouses. I looked at the pictures, and after showing them to a more streetwise friend, I knew what I thought sex was. I then asked my mother about sex, and why some guy would want to stick his penis into a girls pee-hole, and then urinate inside. I had no idea what seman was. I was slightly off, and had no idea what seman was. Though I kind of had the idea. Anyway I eventually learned the differences from school, and all that jazz.
Both of my parents told me straight up what sex was. The thing I never figured out is what do birds and bees have to do with sex?
Uhhmmmmmmm... I'll refer you here: http://bbs.clutchcity.net/php3/showthread.php?s=&threadid=48909 ----------------------------- I learned from this thread. This is how I feel. Uuuugghhh, better get to work...
Chef: Nowww, children, every problem can be worked out. What was it? Stan: We... killed our teacher and they found our seamen in her stomach Chef:...Oh, children, that's a problem we all have to face at one time or another. Here: let me sing you a little song that might cheer you up. Sometimes you kill your teacher and they find your semen in her stomach, and uh Wait! What the what?!
If we tell Chance about this, it could change his music forever. ... Um, Chance? Ever notice how so many rock songs are by guys singing about girls? Well, there's a reason. Um, uh, somebody help me out here...
I learned the story of the Byrds and the Bee Gees at a young age. My life has been nothing, but sex, drugs, rock 'n' roll, and discos ever since.
I remember when I was a kid and didn't know much - these were some of my issues with it: I knew you would pee in a girl - I couldn't understand what you would do if you had to do number 2 as well. I got big props on the bus one time because I explained what a blow job was: a girl would lick a boy's thing and then blow on it to make it dry. (I had a very literal mind) One Christmas, we were reading the Christmas story at home and the "virgin Mary" came up. For some reason, someone asked me if I knew what virgin meant. I said, "holy and pure, right?". My brother (3 years older) burst out laughing and my mom took me in the other room and showed me a book. I was like, "oooohhhh".
