What are several things your Dad told you during "the talk" ...

Mine told me to always respect women and to keep my pants zipped up. Good advise, although I have violated the zipped part on several occasions.

"if you sleep with dogs, you'll wake up with flees"

Always made me laugh 😄

My dad (or mom, for that matter) never had "the talk" with me, so my sex education was left for me to discover on my own, through friends, or through the school's sex education program.

My dad used to tell my brother "wrap it in latex or she'll get your pay checks"

Never had the talk

I was painfully ignorant when I went to my wedding bed.

My dad was a doctor, so everything was very clinical. Being the 60s, the social jist was abstinence till marriage.

Never had "the talk" either. My dad was just short of 50 when I was born, so there was always a sizeable age difference. Most of my "education" came from Penthouse magazine.

My father told me "don't get pregnant, a pregnancy and the abortion will disrupt your life."

Most of the sexual information came from my mother and she was very open about it. I could hear them at times at night and I could tell it was a wild time in their bedroom. She didn't teach me about S&M. I learned all about that on my own when I was 11-12 when I started tying my friends to the kitchen chairs with my jump ropes.

I never had a real talk either, but while I was quite young my mother offered one jem that amuses me and all of the intimate female friends that I have had. Either the talk was short or my memory was/is selective: "Never touch a girl's stomach."

This had unintended consequences: 1) I became obsessed with whatever magic must lurk there, and 2) I have come to believe that this was perhaps the worst advice that I have ever been given! Oh the delights that would have been missed!

My dad was in his early 40's when I was born, as the 5th of six children. (3 older brothers, the closest to my age was 6 years older than me. There was also an older and younger sister) He never gave me "The Talk." (I believe that my older brothers got it, though.)

I went to Catholic School, and when I was about in 6th or 7th grade, I brought a permission slip home for my mother to sign, which she did. Then one day, the nurse took the girls from our classroom, (There were 2 classrooms for each class) and the boys from the other class came into our room. Then the Priest who dealt with the Parish youth (Including the school and CYO.) came in and explained the biology involved in sex and puberty (Fortunately, Fr. M. was not one of those pedophile priests that you hear about.) The emphasis was on the changes in males, but he did touch on the female, also. We had these classes a few times that year. Of course, the only birth control mentioned was abstinence, and we were advised to avoid masturbation. (Of course, the same was being done with the girls, with the emphasis weighted more to their bodies)

The rest was learned by the usual methods,(Peers, Penthouse, etc) and some talk with my older brother.

We never had "the talk." I wonder if it was a generational thing, because even before I found this site I sensed that those of us who are now in our 50s, 60s, and early 70s discuss male sexuality and experiences (including genital exams and enema use) more openly with each other.

My father never gave me 'the' talk. For which I am very grateful. He did have a thing about circumcision and since I was not cut when born, he kept on and on about it, lapsing into gross exaggerations and scare talks about the possible consequences: never ending infections and possible amputation. This even until before I was to be married, when 25.

On the other hand, he was very worried about me possibly getting someone pregnant. When he came home after his sea voyages to war zones or wherever, he usually gave me a bag full of condoms, muttering things about being very very careful. He didn't stint on those I have to say. He'd say he bought them in Hong Kong or Singapore or Japan, implying they were the very best. And they were obviously the more expensive type, pre-lubed and rolled up in a small casing, not in a flat foil. I think they might have been made of gut, they were very sturdy.

Too bad I didn't have any need of them in the traditional sense until I was 21 though. My girlfriend was on birth control on her own anyway.

There is one thing he did impart to me in the way of seaman's 'knowledge'. It went something like: people (and by implication ladies too) are like seagulls - all they do is eat, shit, fuck and squawk.

Yup, succinct and to the point. Nothing but the bare essentials of life ... ha ha ha

Never got "the talk" from my dad. When I was about 9, my mother sat me down and explained about human reproduction. I think she drew the short straw on that because she was a science teacher, plus she was at that point a stay at home mom. When I got home, my dad asked if I had any questions, to which I said no.

He was incredibly uptight about sex, and still is.

A couple of years later, when I started puberty, I had a school pamphlet and access to an encyclopedia, and so I was able to read enough to figure out how to masturbate on my own. They never mentioned anything about that even though they had to know I was doing it all the time (locked bedroom door, well worn swimsuit magazines, crusty towels and underwear).

Later, I found out my parents expected me to teach my younger brother (2 years younger) the basics about sex so they wouldn't have to, so I did. Once he got into puberty I even showed him how to masturbate, although that wasn't exactly my intention at the time. I guess my dad got off easy.

Ah--the talk-----told me not to have unprotected sex until I can support at least 3 people, meaning myself, the girl and the future baby since condoms are NOT foolproof and there were a lot of 9 month surprises back then.

My dad was not in the picture at that age. Mom was always pretty matter of fact about anatomy and I knew all the part names and what they were for well before I had much urge to use the knowledge. My mom knew I was gay and after she noticed that my sleep over buddies and I were naked in the morning she bought me a box of condoms and used a carrot to show me how to use them. She told me all the time to be careful - even though boys don't get pregnant they do get sick.

Zero, zip, nada, never had "the talk" with my dad or with anyone.

We never really had "the talk", but i do remember him telling me when i was about 20 "Don't rush into anything".

Never had the talk with my dad. I kind of learned things in the locker room and from my buddies.

My dad always told me to practise safe sex, so i did i always gave a false name.