Yesterday being Mother's Day here in the U.S., the wife's family gathered for the afternoon. Once the initial greetings had been made and everyone settled in, everyone wanted to know why my BIL and his wife didn't have the oldest son in tow. Apparently, he was being moody, and surly. In other words, quite typical behavior for a young man his age, about to head off to college this Fall.
I leaned into my BIL's wife, "When you leave, stop and buy a bottle of lube and a hand towel. When you get home, hand them to him, and tell him to go into his room, close the door, jerk off, and not come out until he's got a smile on his face."
She laughed, of course, and I smiled. But the words and advice were serious. At her son's age, all guys are still going through hell. "Growing pains" are not a myth, not an old wive's tale. The body does hurt, there's an ache deep in the bones. Hormones are raging, our cocks just won't behave (sometimes no matter how frequent we jack off), our balls ache.
Mentally, we are still confused as to where we're headed, what we're supposed to do with our lives. We're antsy and anxious from pent-up sexual energy, yet (for most families) discouraged from doing anything about it. Or we feel we must hide the efforts.
It's especially important for guys his age to examine the sexual responses, to experiment, and learn from them.
There's no better time to encourage young guys to learn, to do, than during this annual month long celebration.