Lady Violet Bridgerton was extremely pleased that Benedict had decided to spend the rest of the Christmas holiday at Bridgerton House. It was always better to have as many children near her as possible.
At around 5 o’clock in the afternoon, Benedict poked his head in Gregory’s room and announced to his little brother that he had already ordered a bath for two.
“Leave us.” Benedict told the waiting servants after the two brothers had already lain down in their bathtub. After the door had been closed, Benedict stood up, then stepped right next to Gregory while he was completely naked.
“What the hell are you doing?” Gregory asked, being slightly embarrassed. He was not familiar with seeing his second eldest brother fully nude. No, actually, he had never seen anybody without clothes in his life.
“Right, modesty.” Benedict took a towel and wrapped it around his waist. He got another one to dry himself. “You stay in the water. Don’t worry. I won’t be looking at you. I’ll do the talking, then you can have questions.”
“Now, the male body parts.” Benedict looked down to his waist. “You know that they tell the difference between male and female bodies, right?”
“OK, I know it.”
“When you reach puberty, which is now for you, these guys here start producing sperms.” Before Gregory could protest, Benedict got rid of the towel covering his groin and pointed towards his balls, or testicles.
“Can’t you explain with your clothes on?” Gregory asked, while trying to cover his private parts with his hands under the water.
“Yes, but I believe it would be rather confusing.” Then he continued as if he was just simply explaining the functions of a clock.
“Sometimes, you have so much liquid in the balls, and it is released through this guy here.” Benedict lifted his penis. “That’s the thing you found out in the morning. It’s not pee. It’s semen. That’s what male bodies make to create babies.”
“Gosh, you’re huge!” exclaimed Gregory. Obviously, he was distracted from Benedict’s lecture.
“Thank you!” Benedict was very pleased with his brother’s remark. “Now, you know there is nothing to worry about.”
“But, how could I avoid… having wet pants when I get up?” Gregory was still worried. “It’s messy, and uncomfortable.”
A broad, mischievous smile appeared on Benedict’s face. “You have never pleased yourself before, right?”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean this.” Benedict stroked his penis. Just in a few seconds, it was fully erect, like a large, really large sausage. Gregory was shocked, he had never thought that a penis could be that big.
“So, I would do this” Benedict stopped moving his hand up and down his manhood. “to feel good. The semen comes out of my cock, and voila! No more wet dreams!”
“Do you do this often?”
Benedict paused for a moment. “Not really, I have ladies, and …” He suddenly stopped before giving out too much detail about his rakish lifestyle. His mother would surely banish him from Bridgerton House if she found out that he had mentioned improper topics to his little brother.
“So, you can masturbate. But don’t do it too much. Four times a day is definitely a warning sign, maybe three is already too much.”
Feeling relieved and bewildered at the same time, Gregory looked at Benedict’s large back and round, muscular arse as his brother climbed back into his bathtub. Although the way he illustrated the lecture was rather unconventional, Gregory felt that he had understood so much more about his body.
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