The Kids Grow Up by Trish Hanan (novel24 .TXT) 📖

and Harry giggled.
Harry got a couple of good books to help him and knocked on the door to Jackson’s room, he had decided to do him first thinking that a gay son would be easier than a daughter.
“Come in,” Jackson called out and Harry peeked in.
“Hey Jackson, we need to have a little talk, is right now good for you?” he asked and watched a wary look come over his son’s face.
“Sure Dad, come on in,” he said and Harry carried his book in with him. He saw him glance at the stack of books with curiosity and sat down on chair facing the bed and smiled at his almost teenage son. Harry cleared his throat.
“I hate to be the one to break it to you, Jackson, but your father and I have decided that its time for the most embarrassing moments in your life,” he informed him solemnly. “It’s time for you and me to have the sex talk,” he said with a twinkle in his purple eyes. Jackson’s purple eyes widened and his mouth opened.
“The sex talk, oh, no way, man, we don’t have to do that, Dad,” he pleaded. Harry shook his head.
“Nope, I’m afraid you’ve been out-voted on this one, you’re getting too old not to know this stuff and I hate to use clichés here, Son, but you’re body is changing and you’re changing from a boy into a young man. There are some things you’ve got to be curious about and I’m the man to tell you everything you’ve been wanting to know but afraid to ask,” he told him and smiled. Then he opened the first book to a big picture that showed the inside of a penis and Jackson’s face got red but he looked really interested in it so Harry’s finger pointed to everything and he described what it was and how it worked.
Then Jackson began to ask questions and before he knew it Harry was turning more pages in other books and showing him neater stuff about babies and the female side of things and how babies were made and all of that was cool. Then he talked about masturbation and how cool that was and he even talked about technique and how to hide a woody when you got one at school. He was really cool about a lot of things.
Then he talked about sexuality and how to determine your own and how it didn’t really matter who you picked as long as you were happy. And he talked about the difference between making love and having sex and that made lots of sense to Jackson. Then he talked about desire and feelings that he could have for someone and Jackson admitted to having feelings for someone and Harry said that was great, feelings were a great thing to have, that’s what made them different from animals. He told him to go real slow with his feelings though until he was sure they were returned because just because he had feeling for someone didn’t mean they had to have them for him. He said the worst thing in the world was trying to force someone to return your feelings when they couldn’t and that made perfect sense to Jackson.
And they talked about sometimes sex being like ‘scratching an itch’ and that was perfectly alright as long as you knew that’s all it was because sex was supposed to be fun and you were supposed to enjoy it and if you didn’t, well, you were doing it wrong. That made Jackson laugh. They talked about incest and rape and child molestation and all the scary stuff that went along with sex. And then Harry told him the best thing about sex and that was the one thing Jackson really wanted to know about but was afraid to ask about and that was blow jobs. Harry explained all about them, how to do them and how to get them. He even gave Jackson a little rubber dick to practice on if he wanted to. Jackson grinned and hugged him. Then Harry explained that he shouldn’t tell his Dad he gave that to him, Jake was a little embarrassed by his son’s sexuality, not that he was gay, he was okay with that, but no one wants to admit their son might want to have sex.
“But you’re okay with it?” Jackson asked a little confused. Harry smiled.
“As long as it’s with boys your own age and everyone agrees to it, I’m fine with it,” he told him. Jackson hugged him again.
“You’re the best, Dad,” he declared and Harry kissed him.
“I just want you to be safe, Jackson, and be careful, darling, don’t confuse sex with love or love with sex, keep the two separate and you’ll be fine,” he said and Jackson nodded. Then Harry grinned.
“Now I have to have the same talk with Emma and I haven’t a clue what to say to a girl, is there any hope she’s a lesbian?” he teased and Jackson giggled.
“Not a chance, Dad,” he said and Harry laughed and stood up.
“Oh, well, wish me well,” he said. Before he left the room, Jackson called him back.
“Hey, Dad, how did you know I was gay?” he asked. Harry grinned.
“Like I wasn’t an almost thirteen year-old gay boy myself?” he teased and Jackson looked surprised.
“Oh, yeah,” he said. Harry grinned and shut the door. He knocked on the door to Emma’s room and peeked in when she said to come in.
“Emma, darling, we need to have a talk, are you free right now?” he asked and she nodded. He came in and sat in the chair that faced her bed. She looked at the stack of books he held with the same curiosity her brother had shown. He smiled.
“What’s up, Dad?” she asked.
“It’s time for the most embarrassing moment of your life, darling,” he told her and she looked blank. “Your father and I have decided that it’s time for your sex talk.” She shook her head and put the pillow over her face. Harry laughed.
“Go away, Dad, I’m not listening to you,” she insisted. He pulled the pillow away.
“It’s either me or one of your grandmothers, you pick,” he said and her eyes got a panicked look.
“Oh, God, not one of them, I pick you,” she said quickly. He laughed again and opened the book. She took one look at the picture of the female reproductive organs and blushed beet red.
“Oh, God, kill me now,” she said dramatically.
“That’s exactly what your dad said when I told him he was going to have to do the girls, he said he was going to have to kill himself,” he teased and she giggled. So he went on to describe her insides and how they worked and before she knew it she forgot to be embarrassed and got interested in how her body worked.
“Didn’t we talk about this already when we talked about my period?” Emma asked him. Harry nodded.
“We touched on it briefly but now we’re going to talk about it all, darling,” he told her and she looked intrigued.
Then he showed her the penis and she giggled and turned red some more but he explained how that worked and then showed her how they worked together and how babies were made and developed and that was really fascinating and she loved that part.
Then he showed her the vagina and she blushed again but was fascinated because she never realized that there were two holes down there and he suggested that she take a mirror one day and look.
“Not with you here,” Emma declared with another panicked look. Harry giggled.
“Of course not, I don’t want to see that, I’m gay remember,” he teased and she remembered and laughed.
“Oh, yeah, I forgot,” she said, “Sorry, Dad,” she apologized. He patted her knee.
“That’s okay, sweetie,” he forgave her. Then he showed her special parts of her body and talked about masturbation which was kind of embarrassing but still kind of neat, she’d beat none of her grandmothers would have never talked about that. And he told her all the things he had told Jackson about sex, love, desire and telling the difference between them and about sex being fun and if it wasn’t you was doing it wrong. She laughed at that too.
With her he talked a lot about birth control and how both people should be responsible for it but how in the real world men were selfish bastards and would leave it all up to her and then blame her if she got pregnant so in the long run it would be easier for her to just take care of herself and let the man worry about himself. And when she was ready and even if she wasn’t ready, but just in case she might want to experiment, she could come to him, privately and no one else, not her other Dad, not Dr. George, not anyone else had to know, and he would give her the birth control shot himself and it would just be between the two of them. She listened and she believed him because she knew her dad would never lie to her.
Then Harry showed her the little vibrator Kathleen had picked out for her and gave her instructions on how to use it and Emma was shocked and curious about masturbation and Harry showed her, her clitoris and how it was like a little woman’s penis and how fun it was to play with it. Emma giggled and blushed but she could see exactly what he meant and confessed to already doing some of that and liking it. He did tell her to use the device on low for a while until she got used to it and to use it over her panties until she got used to it.
“If you have any questions about what men and women do in bed together Emma you can ask your Aunt Kathleen anything at all, she’s really nice and she’ll answer any questions and won’t tell me what you ask, she’ll keep them private, just between the two of you. I don’t know anything about straight sex so I really can’t help you there,” he teased and she giggled.
“No kidding, Dad,” she teased him back.
He left some of the books with her and a rubber penis so she could practice and play with it too; and she thanked him and they hugged and he left the room hoping he had done a good job and that they wouldn’t run out and have sex. He laughed at that but what else could he do? He didn’t want them to run out and experiment with other kids and get hurt, he wanted them to know what he knew at that age and he knew a lot so he wanted them to know a lot. Knowledge didn’t mean you had to run out and did it, it just meant that when you did do it, you were prepared.
And of course both kids took the books and the rubber penises to show their friends and all the kids learned about sex from Harry and they all loved the books and giggled at the pictures except, of course, the ones that caused shivers, those they loved.
And of course Emma and Jackson showed their younger siblings Adam and Cassie and the two couldn’t wait for their sex talk the next year and get their