There was more to the story then what I told because I didn't really think it mattered. When I was 11 and he like... 5. Literally, like, a child - he wanted to touch each other. Sure it happened, not a big deal. We had a short, and quite akward conversation about it. This is the first time we've spent like time 'alone' per say (there where other people in the house) but we've built trust over the years and share a lot of interest. Basically - I thought he was going to cry or something, he was REAALLY ashamed. And I laughed a bit and was like, bro - you where a kid. It was just curiosity. And told him that he needs to flee from that, and by 'that' i mean sex, I told him there was nothing wrong with the way his feels, but to not focus on it, I mean, he's 12. And I told him we don't have to have conversations like this especially if he's embarassed and that we can just have a good time and that I would be there for him if he needs me :)