You’re a good sis, HazelNutCoffee.
I would never in a million trillion years have that conversation with my brother, who is 9yrs younger than me. He’s traumatized to know that I breastfed my kids, and as far as I know still blushes at the mention of underwear.
He’s also not into girls.
While I can imagine how awkward the conversation must have been, I think it’s great that your brother has someone he can go to with questions like that, and that you were able to give him advice without freaking out completely.
No, my little brother has never asked me for sex advice, which is good, because he’s obviously got more experience in that direction than I do.
As it happens, my little brother got married a few weeks after he graduated from college to his first “real” girlfriend. They’ve gone on to have two children, and really, just knowing that she was on the Pill for the first couple of years of their marriage counts as more than I really needed to know about my brother’s sex life.
Thanks burundi. 
I always respect your opinion, and it’s reassuring to know that not everyone thinks I’ve scarred my brother for life.
And I’m also grateful to know that I am not the only big sister out there that finds such conversations with my little brother . . . disconcerting. I think I can deal with it now, as long as the advice doesn’t get too . . . er, specific.
My little brother and I are 6 years apart. When my little brother was 8 I corrected his misconception that every single sexual encounter ends with a baby. When he was 11 I corrected his misconception that band-aids would make a suitable condom substitute. When he was 14 he was going through my purse to look for a pen and found my birth control pills so I had to explain about that. When he was 16 I told him if he needed condoms I would buy them for him.
That is the sum total of all of our conversations about sex. I like to think that I did as much as I could to educate him and help him out without ever having to have the kind of conversation Hazel had with her brother. :eek:
Aw, shucks…thanks and likewise.
Speaking AS a younger brother… Is it possible he was just looking for new and exciting ways to squick his older sister out? Tormenting my sister is always one of the great pleasures in life, and being able to find a NEW way to do so would be awesome.
And no, I would sooner DIE than ever talk to my sister about… that stuff.
My neices and nephew were all delivered by the stork. That’s all I ever need to know.
Good lord, I’d never ask my older sister about sex! That’s just… wrong…
She did walk in on me getting my first BJ, though. That was awkward.
Okay, then Nevermind my post! You’re good
Behold the value of the long-winded OP!
My little brother is only a couple years younger, and the first time he had sex it was with his girlfriend in the back of mycar. While I was driving. Damn kids.
Also, when he got into Rocky Horror, he asked me where to buy extra-large fishnet stockings and a cheap corset. We never had any problems talking about sex.
Later he backlashed into a particularly repressive and weird Christian sect - he’s the preacher and he owns snakes and goats, so I don’t talk to him much any more - I’m afraid he’ll tell me what he does. I know it involves Chick Tracts and Sword of the Lord pamphlets, though.
He’s (3 years younger) never asked me for advice, but when we were both in college I heard a few (probably exaggerated) stories.
I assume his technique for pulling chicks improved from when I got my driver’s license. I took him to Sonic, and he turned to the girls in the car next to us and said, “So, either of you want to sit on my face and wriggle?”
My sisters and I are in the late 40s to mid-50s range. I don’t know what they talk about with each other, but I’ve never had more than the briefest conversations about sex with either of them. I don’t want to know what they’re doing in bed with their husbands (I assume there has to be at least occasional sex, but I’d rather not think about it, thanks), and I’ve never shared with them what I do with my wife, or with my girlfriends in my younger days.
Everyone talks to me about sex—I’m a OB/GYN RN. My little brother is 40 and although he’s yet to seek advice from me, I’d give it, just as I have to my sisters, my friends and both of my grown children. You haven’t lived until you hear “Mommy, where are those condom things? They used to be in your nightstand…”
My brother is 13 years younger than me, and almost 12, so he’s at the stage where he’s all confused and horrified by everything from underwear on down. I know he’s getting the “amazing changes going on with your body” and “hormones make your underarms smell funny” and “AIDS is bad, mmmkay?” lectures at school. I’m trying to be there to answer the awkward questions.
These topics have come up:
“What exactly does ‘blow job’ mean?”
“So I like this girl… um… what now?”
“Why do people have sex? Is it fun? Aren’t you embarrassed?”
I try to take a pro-active and matter of fact stance on things, actually. I’m the one who explained the mechanics of sex/menstruation/fertilization/childbirth to him, actually. It was after he asked that last question on my list, which is something to field, lemme tell you. I stuck to clinical language, but when I was done he looked like this: :eek: He was better off, though. He vowed never to bring related subjects up ever again…but a few months later: “How do gay people have sex when they have the same stuff?” Curiosity killed the teenager and his sister.
If a conversation like yours came up, I’d be a little embarrassed, but I’d try to reassure him. Sounds like you did ok.
ETA: The girl question was centered around how to talk to the elusive creatures, in case that wasn’t clear.
My brother is 9yrs younger and unfortunately we were never close. Never talked about sex - though we did talk about music, drugs, and alcohol.
I’m a guy with older sisters, two actual little sisters, and a female friend who might as well be a little sister (she and my baby sister often comment on how similar the two of them are).
When I was, oh, 13 or so, I might have asked one of my older sisters – a particular one of the three, mind you–for advice sexually; I can’t imagine doing so at 21, thought I might have asked for romantic or relationship advice.
My baby sister and my might-as-well-be-a-sister friend both take sick pleasure in annoying me with stories about their sex lives, particularly because they know that, while I’d never hit either of them, I’ll happily take my frustrations out on their husbands. 
The Word demands that the Sword of the Lord be forever unsheathed!
I can’t imagine talking in detail about sex with my brother; he’s eight years younger than me. He won’t even tell any of us if he has/has ever had a girlfriend, and Og knows I wouldn’t ask for details if he did have one.
However, I had to explain periods to him when he was somewhere around eight or nine, after he ran across a bit of evidence and was worried about me. That was fun. Not. “It’s just biology!” I kept telling myself. “Biology! He’s gotta know eventually, right?”
My brother an I are a year apart and in our mid-fifties. We’re close and always have been so we’ve talked about damn near everything in the universe. I introduced him to his wife of 30 years. We were roommates in college. In the 1970’s. We have NEVER talked about sex. I can’t imagine a situation where we would.
Does it count if my children’s friends would come to me about sex - but my younger brother and even my own kids would rather die than to talk with me about it?