What the hell, here goes -
My parents never told me anything about sex. My mom would try her best to "demonize" it the best she could if it was ever brought up. My first formal sexual "education" was a brother studying the youth book with me. The part about "the husband lies close to his wife and inserts his penis into her birth canal" has forever haunted me. I mean, WTF?!? How is someone around 10-12 years of age supposed to know what this means?
I do not remember having any sex-ed classes up until high school. In 9th grade, I believe, our Biology teacher had a "special visitor" come to class one day. I don't remember where he was from but faces lit up around the class when he broke out his easel and large photographic pictures. Wow. That was probably the coolest day in high school. I remember all the guys giggling like crazy and the girls cringing and saying "gross!" When he was all done with his presentation, he threw out condoms to the class. This happened around 1987-88. No parent's note was ever needed for that special day.
I was a pretty good kid through my school years, but once I turned 18, all sorts of bad thoughts had already been planted. Tijuana was a quick drive across the border. Friends and I would always go down there. The most shocking thing I have ever seen to this day was down in TJ - and I saw it when I was only 18 too(just a little after I was baptized). For anyone who has been to TJ, you know how when you walk down Avenida Revolucion the bar guys are always trying to drag you into their clubs. Well, one guy kept telling us "donkey show, donkey show, pussy, pussy." We had NO CLUE what he was talking about so we popped in. Nasty little club. And what was on the stage? Oh yeah, you guessed it. My very first 'live' visual of a woman getting screwed. And not by a human. I was both disgusted and awed at what was happening. I mean hell, this was the first naked woman I had ever seen getting screwed. Geez, can't believe I told that story. If any of my old friends from CA are reading this, they for sure know who I am now.
After that, some worldly friends I had would let me borrow videotapes that were recorded from gang initiations. One I remember was a chick getting banged over and over by a whole string of guys. The guys kept yelling to the camera, "Night Train!" I learned quite a bit from those real life videos, not from "professional" pornos with horrible dialogs. Too bad my parents found a tape one time(the last one I ever got to see). But lucky for me, my mom didn't turn me into the elders.
The rest of my life is history. No one gets to hear anymore juicy stuff.
