When I was 11, my brother and I made one of the great discoveries of our young lives. While playing hide and seek, my brother hid in the bathroom closet and while pushing aside the fancy linens reserved for the fancy guests that never came over, he felt it… the glossy pages of what would introduce us to the entire female form. The pages that would usher me from innocence to lasciviousness. He had found my fathers playboys!
If you are a male and you hit puberty before the Internet, you know what I mean. All you punks that hit puberty after the Internet and could simply search the word "boobies" or the phrase "blow job".... phssht, you know nothing of the treasure my brother unearthed. You are spoiled.
I kind of feel sorry for kids these days because it's almost like they have too much access. You should really have to start off with the Sears catalog lingerie section, move up to the sports illustrated swimsuit edition and then if you are lucky, you find one of your fathers playboys.
The question is: Do you remember finding your first porn-mag as a kid?
Not pre-internet but I remember using Windows 95 and Reel player to watch some pretty whatever porn. No idea where I found them. I remember there were a couple gay scenes. The porns wouldn't leave the Reel player history and my mom found it. I told her "ITS FROM THE POPUPS FROM THE GAME SITES!" I also masturbated with an electronic toothbrush. >.<
This is the closest I've ever come to abbreviating "laugh out loud" on Hubski.
I bet your mom believed you too. It's amazing how parents will believe what they want to believe about their kids. My brother was caught with his bowl in his room and said it was "a sculpture" and somehow got away with it.
Being a gay man, raised by heterosexual parents, I never would have been able to find porn, and experience the "treasure" your brother unearthed. So you don't have to feel bad for me, I was just fine with my internet porn! Haha
The sears catalog had you covered too: What the hell is that fella on the right wearing? the 70's sure seem odd.
Haha that woulda worked. I was so stifled that I would have jumped at anything that remotely showed near-naked men. And that is called style. Leotard style.
HA. Style? I was trying to read the text of the ad to see how they described it but unfortunately, its cut off.
Haha I did the same thing. Would have loved to see how much that beauty costed.
My uncle had a box of these of 10-15 second FLIC and GRASP porn movies he'd downloaded from BBSes, labeled as if they were old projects from work. I forget how I found them, but I'm pretty sure I still have the copies I made in a box somewhere. Also, there was ascii porn.
I do. I was actually prepubescent when I found my first porn. I was about five and the girl next door and I were playing as we did every afternoon. We were looking for magazines to cut up or something, and I remember I had found a big stack of National Geographics in my dad's home office. We grabbed all of them and noticed that there were other magazines underneath. Those other magazines were Penthouse and my dad had every one from 1979 onward. As I was five, that was . . . eleven year's worth of porn. The neighbor girl and I started playing doctor shortly after this discovery and subsequently told her parents where we'd gotten the idea. My mother was pretty mortified, but my dad thought it was pretty hilarious. I think he was a little bit proud. When I was 10, some friends and I organized a basketball tournament and the winning team would receive a backpack full of Victoria's Secret catalogs and a few ratty Playboys we found in the woods. I have never understood why people would stash porn in the woods, but whenever we'd go out to play there was always the vague hope of finding a stash somewhere.
Haha, I forgot all about porn in the woods, usually where the older kids would hang out, so you'd have to sneak out there when they were gone. I'm glad to know this wasn't just a phenomenon around me. I'll bet that's not a thing anymore, as I don't think anyone is leaving their iPads out there.
Somebody posted a short story here a while back about a kid that finds porn in the woods behind his baseball field. Anyone remember the title? It was good. scrimetime did you post it? Anyways, woods and porn were definitely a part of our childhood. EDIT: Here is the post I was referencing titled: You Will Never Sleep With a Woman Like That -GREAT READ.
Once I was the stasher of porn and not the finder. I lifted a Hustler from Barnes and Noble, as at age 12 other was no other easy way to get your hands on that sort of filth (my friends were babies, leaving the work to me, but fortunately at that time they didn't keep the porn behind the counter like they do now). We didn't have a clue what to expect, as we'd each seen Playboy but not anything dirtier. Anyway, you can imagine our bewilderment (borderline horror) at the sight of a woman in a black, crotchless, vinyl teddy with metal clothespin like things attached to it that were stretching her labia wide open. At that age, I had never come into contact or heard about S & M, so it was really a shock. Almost two decades have elapsed, and I have never been able to scrub that image from my mind. None of us had the guts to stash that in our sock drawer, so we ditched it in the woods.
Nick S. down the street. His dad had a subscription to playboy. He tore out a picture of a woman floating in a pool and gave it to me. I took it home and put it in my sock drawer. My mom proceeded to find it within days and beat me until I told her where it came from. I must have been about 6. A few years later, my mom's boss brought his VCR over to dub some movies, it was there over the weekend. I came home and pushed play on his VCR to see what movie he was dubbing. Let's just say my mom said he couldn't use our VCR anymore.
As a father, what would be your reaction if your son had something similar stashed in his sock drawer?
It's already happened. Except it was the browser history on the iPad. We talked about it, and continue talking about it as needed. If you freak out and treat the kid like crap, it becomes a forbidden fruit that they seek out and potentially get addicted to.
Right? I technically shouldn't be a part of this conversation because I'm so young, but I grew up without internet or TV for the most part because of my parents. So I am, and I know exactly what you're talking about :pI kind of feel sorry for kids these days because it's almost like they have too much access. You should really have to start off with the Sears catalog lingerie section, move up to the sports illustrated swimsuit edition and then if you are lucky, you find one of your fathers playboys.