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the Knowledge

Happy new year to all. Welcome to 2011; the portal to the second decade of the 21^st Century. Seems to me to be a great time to discuss sharing the why’s and where-for’s of our brotherhood of man; of being Male.

How many guys have dad’s who shared the knowledge? I’d ask you to raise your hands, but they’re probably (I hope, anyway) occupied elsewhere right now. Well, this is the internet and I wouldn’t be able to see them anyway, so never mind. Having just blogged about the benefits of jacking off, made me wonder – and not for the first time – why men are so afraid to instruct their male children in this time-honored practice. Why do (most) fathers make it such a big secret?

Guys, if you have sons, why do you want to deprive them of all the benefits of jacking off? You want them to live long, happy lives. Why not introduce them to the pleasure you’ve known? Why subject them to a struggle of discovery?

Sure, we all manage to stumble across it in time, in one way or another through devices of our own making. Maybe we find rubbing our stiff little pricks against the mattress feels good. Maybe we found stroking while in the tub or shower when they’re all soapy makes them hard and sends great sensations through them. Perhaps we’ve heard it whispered about; other guys at school might have alluded to it, never quite giving up the secret.

Just remember we fear what we don’t know. We’re afraid our sons will rebuke us? Ridicule us? Not accept what we’re telling them is truth?

But we must remember our kids are just as fearful. A friend’s son ended up asking me, rather than face his own father, if there was something wrong – if he had some terrible disease – because he woke up in the middle of the night spewing white, sticky “pee” from his dick. His anguished face, the catch in his voice was heartrending. As I explained what happened – and would continue to happen if he didn’t begin masturbating – I became more and more furious with his dad. How could he have allowed this to happen, when it could have been so easily avoided.

Of course, this kid then had a million questions; he was so eager for information. I answered each and every one. I explained, with as much detail as I could, how to jack off. The kid was so relieved, to now know what was happening to his body, to have the information, to have the knowledge of his parts and how they worked that he still keeps in touch long after his dad and I drifted from contact.

Now, maybe it wouldn’t be exactly acceptable to have a one-on-one show & tell, but worse things have happened in this world than a father taking his son into confidence; teaching him about his maturing body, how to care for it, and giving him a demonstration. Or, perhaps at the very least, buying/renting a solo video to watch together – or, if you’re really squeamish about it, as an assignment for him. Making sure he understands it’s normal and healthy, it’s nothing he should be ashamed of. Welcoming him into manhood.

Besides, it’s a great way for him to learn more about himself. What feels good, what does or doesn’t make his cock rock hard, and most importantly how to control the time of ejaculation. What? You want your son(s) to go through life blasting off a Minute Man Missile? I didn’t think so…

Another very positive side effect of instructing your sons in the art of whacking off is you no longer have to hide the activity from one another. You can now respect that your kid is behind his closed bedroom/bathroom door enjoying himself without feeling shame. He’ll understand and won’t be scarred, or make a big deal of it, if he stumbles across you charming your snake at some point.

Wow. Open and honest with one’s children, what a concept, eh?

A joke guys used to share in high school would be to every once in a while yell “Hand check!” How I wish I’d known then what I know now. My hands never would’ve moved from my cock! Our society has come a long way in admitting and accepting the practice. But, there’s such a long, long way to go. All you men (and women, too!) who are reading this: Get busy. Talk to your kids, teach them. Then, of course, get busy yourselves; alone...

or with a buddy...