12 and older

In his usual fashion, my brother led me to the fridge to show me a "cool new something from the supermarket". (The last time he did this was for Cadbury Milk Chocolate Frogs.)

"Da jie da jie!"

A can of cola-flavoured Naughty G.

Thought process: miracle molecule horny goat weed raunchy advertisements rumoured to be aphrodisiacal horny goat weed naughty for him & her horny goat weed in my fridge among the cans of root beer in the hands of a boy barely 13-year-old he wants it because it's Cola.

In that moment it was as if my brother bought flavoured condoms because he thought they were candies.

A bit of backstory: my brother is no longer a primary school kid. It has been so for three months and eighteen days. Now he has classmates who tell him stuff like "your dick will pop up when you think about girls" (and he tells me everything because he's clueless). He'd probably ask me for permission to look at porn someday.

On one hand I want to weed out these little fellas and bash their heads in. At the same time, I want to be all-cool and think it's perfectly normal to be horny at this age. Oh, glorious puberty! (Never mind that I was a negative example, having only confirmed the details of copulation during biology at the grand age of I-shall-not-say.)

But out of precaution, I googled horny goat weed to make sure it wouldn't further my brother's development. As of yet he's still a golden child with a whiny voice.

Then we shared the can of Naughty G, cola-flavoured.