Not too long after that, I was home taking a shower and my mother was upset that it seemed to be taking me a very long time. (I wasn’t doing anything special in the shower, I was just being slow.) My 14-year-old brother was also nearby in his bedroom. My mom yelled through the door “What’s taking you so long? When are you going to be done?” I then yelled back from the shower, “I’m soaping off! I’ll be finished in a minute or two!” When I then left the bathroom and went into my room wrapped in a towel, my brother met me and was hysterically laughing. I remember he said to me, “Dude, what are you doing telling mom that you’re jerking off in the shower?!?” (This was even more confusing to me because I didn’t know what “jerking off” meant, either.)My brother then had a very special discussion with me, explaining to me all about masturbation. He assumed by what I had said in the shower that I not only already knew about it, but that I was already doing it. He then seemed surprised that I was so clueless. He explained to me that “soaping off” was a way to masturbate using a bar of soap and a soapy hand to, as he put it, “get the job done”. He of course got me very curious as to what jerking off was all about, and what it felt like. I later tried to do it to myself, but was not successful. I asked my brother for more advice as to how to do it, and he showed me. First on himself (I remember my shock and amazement at his big spurts of strange new stuff shot out of him), and then doing it on my dick. Wow! What a feeling! Only about three little drops came out, but that was my discovery of what "soaping off" really meant.
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