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gaypornolover (0)
Active User Posts: 153 Registered: Jul 09, '11 Location: Birmingham, UK |
The porn nostalgia thread! This idea got some support on another thread I started, and I decided it would be a good one. This thread is to discuss porn nostalgia. Tell us about your earlier memories of porn - where did you first see it? How old were you? How did it make you feel? My own porn story starts when I was very young and found a porno mag in an abandoned house I was looking in! I must have been about 12 and just starting puberty and to have sexual feelings. It was a straight porno mag, but it got me very excited just to know such things existed! I looked at it there but didn't dare take it home! I didn't see any more porn until I was older, but in the meantime I used to look at the underwear sections of my mom's home-shopping catalogues! Sometimes I'd look at the men then turn to the women just before I came - to try and convince myself that's what had turned me on and I wasn't really gay! I wasn't kidding myself though! When I got to be about 15 or 16, I'd buy the odd straight porn magazine in my local stores. I didn't know gay porn even existed, and I hoped some of the mags might have some men in them having sex with the women. Most didn't - I tried looking at the women but although the sexual and "dirty", furtive nature of the magazines excited me, really the women did nothing for me. One magazine featured a series whereby a reader was chosen to pose with a model - you never saw his cock but it was better than nothing! I was lucky to be able to buy porn mags - you had to be 18 but I bought my first when I was 15 or 16. I was never challenged - I just looked older than I was. Then I found some men's bodybuilding magazines, which featured the models just in g-strings. They were the closest I could get to gay porn so I bought them for a while. I still had no idea gay porn existed until I was 16 and we went on our final family holiday together with my parents and sibling, and I saw gay porno mags on display in a department store - this was Amsterdam, and they are much more liberal about these things! It blew my mind, and I was so frustrated I couldn't buy one, but at least I now knew gay porn existed! It was around this time (about mid-1990s) that softcore porn mags for women were launched in the UK. I went to town one day and found a newsagent (I don't know if they have them in North America - a small store which sells newspapers, magazines, tobacco and sweets/candy) in the city centre which sold gay porn mags! I was so excited! I went into town but I was shocked to find the magazines cost £4.99 (probably about US$8-9)! I'd assumed they cost the same as the straight ones which were less than half that price. I didn't have enough money! I'd only got £5 but I needed bus fare home and it was too far to walk! The frustration was incredible! So I got a copy of "For Women" magazine, which was about £2.99 I think - I had just enough. The assistant was a kind middle-aged lady who looked kind of surprised at my choice, but after a few seconds she recovered from her shock, wiped the shocked expression from her face, and made a big effort to be nice and even offered to put it in a paper bag for me! I'll never forget her or that little shop - sadly gone now - but it was a really nice moment and she was kind to me. That magazine was a revelation - it only had about 3 models in it and very softcore - no erections, just naked men - they tried to make it seem like the nude pics were just incidental and the rest of the magazine was just normal women's magazine articles. I still have that magazine and I wouldn't part with it though it seems tame now, as it means a lot to me and brings back memories! Anyway I still wanted proper gay porn, so I waited till my 17th birthday and spent my birthday money from relatives (sorry, grandma and aunties!) on TWO gay porn mags, costing the grand total of £9.98 - a lot of cash to me! I had to go to a different store - no kind lady in this one! The assistants were male and obviously not gay-friendly, though of course they were happy to take gay peoples money! I waited around until the store was quietish, but it was never entirely quiet being in a busy city centre (downtown?!). They gave me funny looks and I knew they were talking about me as I left, but I didn't care - I had my first real GAY porn! That was nirvana - one of the magazine had stills of two men having sex with each other - it's hard to describe how incredible that was! Still pretty softcore - in those days even gay mags didn't show erections in the UK so the sex was suggestive - you didn't actually see a cock in a mouth or an ass, but it was enough for me! I hid my porn underneath my dresser draws - there was a space in the bottom if you pulled the bottom drawer out. Finally they started selling softcore gay porn in mainstream stores like HMV - record stores which also sold videos. I'd buy these VHS tapes - they cost about £19.99 on first release but you could sometimes pick up older titles for as little as £4 - 5. Again I wasn't 18 but nobody ever challenged me! I still have and remember which was my first softcore tape. Although they sound lame, the lack of explicitness did mean the directors had to be creative, and there was a lot of slow stripping as once the guy was naked there wasn't much more you could show - so in many ways the videos were more erotic than hardcore porn today, which has no build-up - everyone is naked straight away, so some of the sexiness and teasing element has been lost which is sad - and why I can still enjoy the occasional old softcore video even when I can watch much harder stuff with real sex in it! This was back in the olden days of porn - in the UK censorship laws were so strict you still couldn't show an erection, so again all sex was implied - fucking and sucking was filmed from behind so all you saw was an ass going up and down, never the actual cock going in. Frustrating, but still pretty strong stuff for me and it just meant a lot to see men having sex with each other, implied or not - I now knew I wasn't the only one who wanted this and other men really have sex with each other! I forget when hardcore porn was legalised in the UK. They introduced a new "R18" video classification I think the in the late 1990s. This classification can only be sold in licensed sex-shops, and still has some restrictions you don't see in other countries porn, but it allowed erections and full sex to be shown for the first time. They seemed to be very cautious at first, allowing R18s to be released for a limited period, but the early R18 porn was over-catious - they'd show erections but only briefly, and oral sex but only for a few seconds - and anal sex was still implied rather than fully shown. I guess they were testing out what was possible. Then it seemed to disappear for a while, then the law was clarified and the first full-sex R18 videos came out around 2000. Technically these can still only be sold in licensed sex-shops, but European Union law means you can order them online via another European Union country, usually the Netherlands, so you get websites which sell them marketed direct to the UK, but despatch them via another EU country. Of course the internet has made video classifications almost irrelevant, and since broadband was introduced at decent speeds, you can now enjoy internet porn from around the world. I rarely buy porn DVDs now, though I occasionally still do if it looks hot and it's reasonably priced - the price has come down a lot thanks to the internet. I also like to support the gay sex stores as I don't want them to disappear. Whoops, this turned into kind of a novel! Hope I haven't bored everyone! Tell me about your first porn experiences and any funny stories around them... let's take a porno journey into the past. Especially interested in our older contributors who will remember even before VHS videos.... Edited on Sep 23, 2012, 10:17am | |
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| 09-23-12 01:15pm - 4473 days | #2 | |
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Cybertoad (0)
Disabled User  Posts: 2,158 Registered: Jan 01, '08 Location: Wash |
Ok guess i'll take a dive in this one as, so many many many years ago. Me and my pals found an interesting way to make money, as a kid I always had cash even though my family did not give me allowance. I did the typical kid thing for awhile mowing lawns. One day as my dad brought me along to take stuff to the dumps I saw piles of Lawn mowers just thrown to the side. Well I thought I could fix those up and sell them, but they were 5 miles away and well I didn't drive at age 10  . So I went and grab my best friend and said hey we could make some cash doing this. We drove our bikes to the dumps on Sunday ( they were closed sundays). And had made a large board with skates of them to haul a few mowers back. While we were there at the dumps and about to take our haul we saw, near the employee shed Biclcycles. OK as a kid it does not get any better then having free bike parts. So we took the mowers with plans to return the next week for bikes. Eventually we would have a small repair business repairing these for others around the neighborhood at age 10 and 11 this was good money.Ok so about the porn .....I know what the hell Cybertoad what the hell does the dumps, bikes and mower have to do with porn ? Well we went back that next week to get the first set of bikes. The employee shack was about 15x20feet and bikes stacked in a pile maybe 100feet long near it. Must have been 2000 bikes. So I started digging through the bikes and notice my friend let call him RM, was no where to be seen. I started looking and on the far side on the shed was a covered boxes maybe 30 boxes and he was looking in one of them. He turn and said look, as he held up a book with a motorcycle and a girl on it completely nude. This was 1970 and Easy rider was a new magazine apparently. I had never seen a book like this ever. Most nudity I saw was when I got out the tub LOL. So I was in shock and aww as I starred at this black haired girl legs long enough to reach from the sissy bar to the handle bars and she had these two very large items attached to her chest. So as we completely forgot why were were even there, I think was bikes we sat and started reading this miracle of human design, putting undressed women in a magazine. As we started looking there was other magazine too Penthouse and Playboys and wow ok now what do you do with these? He and I knew there was something not quite right about taking them home and showing mom.  .We grabbed a few of the boxes and hid them in a old house that was near by out in a field half way between my house and the dumps. No one went there as you had to go over several streams and a rail bridge to get the that side of the field. Well, bikes were cool, and mower too. But a boy and boobies well hot damn. Now we knew this was a find, but we knew our fell males in the neighborhood would find them interesting. Aww but alas this was our find. But for a fee we would let you have one. So in my back yard I had a shed a large one given to me for repairing the bikes and the mowers and a small room in back where we kept the reading material. The kids would come by and could read a magazine for .25 or buy it for a 1.00 We had a good thing going and about $800.00 a piece for 1970 was a shit load of money for me and RM. Well this was one great spring and summer. As we started to wind up summer for school we knew it would be hard to get supplies at the dumb so with a large tow-able sled with wheels we took it to the dumbs bright and early about 7am. Sundays were quiet very quiet at the dumps. we loaded up the sled and pulled it down the to edge of the dumps behind two large trees near the road but could not be seen. We then took my freinds bike with what would be like a wagon being towed behind him. We took about double what we had ever before so we sat and read a few of our finds. It was about 9am and time to head back summer was hot and well we did not want to haul bikes back at 99 degree. So I started walking over the hill to my bike near the road and my pal was just about behind me and I heard " FUCK " now we didn't cuss much, maybe it was the fuck from porn or just knowing that was the best word for now, but RM, let FUCK fly. I looked at him and he was not looking at me. about 300 yards away there was a white truck pulling up to the main entrance. He layed his bike down and I hit the dirt. The man pulled in and went to the shed. We had come here later and never saw anyone. He went over to the side where the boxes were. as we didn't move a muscle. He came out from that side and was peering around. He walked to his truck grabbed some binoculars and look through them, from that far away it looked like he looked right at us. After 10 minutes he walked to the gate and locked it and went in the shed. My friend and I crawled about 50 feet to the edge of the hill where would could not be seen, took the boxes out of the wagon and dragged his bike near flat down the hill. then went back up and got the reading material. You would think that was the end of it ? No this would be a cat and mouse game over the next 5 years. And the closest he came would be when I drove my car there. After I turned 15 we stopped and never went back the dumps had moved and you could no longer get in very easily from the back side. And if you did you could not bring much back. It became a guess of whether he would be there or not, he would park near he garbage sometimes to blend in so it became a scout mission every-time we went. Over all we made about $6000.00 in those years selling porn, bikes and mowers. As the mid 70's would roll around I would begin transporting other material that is not porn related.  So that was my first taste of porn, I never saw movies until I was like 17 or 18 and it was some old reel my dad had, and I setup and my friends came over and watched and we drank beer. The movie was more stripper then anythink. ( mom made day throw it out we recycled it and watch it LOL ) The rest is too long of a story, and I have more then spent $6000.00 for porn since the 70's. But it was fun and a adventure, and to this day the rush of porn was nothing to being chased and stalking for our supplies. I do it all again !  CT Since 2007 Edited on Sep 23, 2012, 01:24pm | |
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| 09-27-12 12:37pm - 4469 days | #3 | |
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Thomas20 (0)
Active User Posts: 60 Registered: Dec 27, '09 Location: England |
Thanks GPL for your thread idea and your story. Also Cybertoads story. They make brilliant reading. I especially relate to the general order of things in GPL's story as I am in the UK and not a lot older. Obviously for me at least though GPL there were girls in the magazines ! Sadly my first magazine I bought was loaned out never to be seen again, although we did a swap so I have still got his one but its not quite the same as still having the very original one I bought. Edited on Sep 27, 2012, 01:57pm | |
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| 09-29-12 03:51am - 4467 days | #4 | |
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gaypornolover (0)
Active User Posts: 153 Registered: Jul 09, '11 Location: Birmingham, UK |
Thanks for your contribution Cybertoad - you were one enterprising young man there! Wow! I can just imagine how I would have felt coming across such a treasure trove! Heaven! Thomas - tell us a little more! You were lucky that you could get magazines with the models you wanted - I would have killed for gay mags back then but hey, at last I found them! A pity you don't have your first mag any more - I find they really can bring back some powerful memories and the feelings that went along with them. It's difficult for me to describe how I felt after so many years of waiting - and it wasn't just seeing the naked pictures either. For me, just having confirmation that there really were other men out there just like me was incredible. I kind of knew that, but somehow it was difficult to believe emotionally - and there was absolute proof! Not only that but it was a British magazine, so it meant I knew that they really were other young men like me - the models in one of them were as young as 18 so they weren't much older than I was. Knowing they were only a little older than me and British really brought it home - especially when the model bios told me they came from ordinary places in the UK, not just London! Finally, they had readers letters pages so I could see ordinary people were into men too, not just models... oh memories! | |
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| 09-30-12 12:12pm - 4466 days | #5 | |
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rearadmiral (0)
Active User Posts: 1,453 Registered: Jul 16, '07 Location: NB/Canada |
I'm glad you started this thread. I'll defintiely be weighing in with my tales of perversion! On a separate note, I had completely forgotten that porn was essentially illegal in the UK until very recently. That seems so strange... I really think that with the advent of the internet the whole legal concept of "community standards" is an anachronism. But I could be wrong since it does seem that there is still some life in the porn DVD world. I have no idea why, but I guess that not all porn buyers have embraced the world of internet porn. | |
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| 09-30-12 12:15pm - 4466 days | #6 | |
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rearadmiral (0)
Active User Posts: 1,453 Registered: Jul 16, '07 Location: NB/Canada |
I know yours is just the second story posted in this thread, but I suspect that no one will be able to top the fact that at such a young age you became the neighbourhood porn dealer. Great story! | |
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| 09-30-12 01:36pm - 4466 days | #7 | |
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rearadmiral (0)
Active User Posts: 1,453 Registered: Jul 16, '07 Location: NB/Canada |
This is a great idea for a thread. I hope to read a lot of stories posted here in the coming days. I know that not all guys get bitten by the porn bug, but I got bitten and was hooked at a fairly young age. The problem was sourcing it. I was too young to buy it, and even if I could there really weren’t a lot of place to buy it in the late 1970s and early 1980s in a small, hyper-conservative Canadian town. I’m guessing my first real opportunity to see some porn came when I was maybe 13 or 14. My parents sent me to Ottawa for a few weeks one summer to spend some time with family there. One of my cousins was few years older then me and was obviously at least 18 since he could buy porn. His parents had a much more liberal attitude than my own so he didn’t have to hide it. If you stepped into his room there would be stacks of Penthouse magazines. I was like a kid in a candy store! When he wasn’t home I’d sneak in and ‘borrow’ a few, using them only for the articles, of course. I thought the gig was up when I heard him complaining that some of his magazines were missing. This was an important lesson for me – porn users know their collection. If you borrow some of it they will notice. When it was time to go home I did borrow a dozen or so on a permanent basis. Upon arriving at home I told my best friend of my haul and he and I started as porn buddies. Unfortunately for my collection, I had lent him a few of my stolen Penthouse magazines and he was a bit careless and got caught. His mother was as uptight as mine and those magazines were lost forever… My porn buddy and I were able to add to our collection since we used to meet half way between our homes just to hang out. The halfway point was a large dyke of boulders used to shield a road from waves. One day we met there and as we went around to the beach side of the dyke someone had dumped a few dozen porn magazines, mostly Playboy. There was also a porn novel, which was the one and only porn novel I’ve ever read. I have no idea what the plot was, but to this day I remember that it was my first introduction to the concept of rimming, and I remember a line that just seemed so absurd: one of the characters, I don’t even remember if it was a male or female character, but that character declared that he or she would “follow any person who will blow on my asshole to the ends of the earth.” I guess I could say that was an early exposure to the strange fetishes that many of us have. A year or so after that I discovered that there was a neighbourhood entrepreneur selling stolen porn magazines. My neighbourhood dealer wasn’t like Cybertoad in that he wasn’t selling found porn, he was stealing it from the neighbourhood general store and selling it to other kids. This guy was pretty much the neighbourhood gangster. He later went on to pull some break-and-enters and had a decent racket of stealing electronics from the department store where he worked part-time emptying garbage bins. (At the end of the evening he’d slide some boxes down into the trash compactor and then slide some stereo equipment or a TV down on top of it. Later, in the middle of the night he’d come back and access the base of the compactor and make off with the stuff.) Eventually he got a neighbourhood girl pregnant and left Canada for Florida. That was 30+ years ago and I don’t think he’s ever been back. Anyway, I became a regular customer of his and the fact that the magazines were stolen didn’t cause me any moral issues since I needed my porn fix! The flaw in buying my porn this way was that the guy I was dealing with wasn’t exactly sane or reasonable. I complained that one of the magazine he sold me was defective in that there was a printing error and many of the pages were missing. He gave me a replacement and I figured that was his way of keeping a regular customer satisfied, but I learned shortly after that that I was mistaken. I was getting out of the car with my parents and he came up yelling “where’s my fucking money!” I paid him to keep my magazine habit a secret. As an aside, this guy once came up to me while I was mowing the lawn and pointed a BB gun at me and demanded that I go to the local hardware store to buy him more BBs since they wouldn’t sell to him anymore. I didn’t do that, and my calculated gamble that he was likely out of BBs paid off. The next big deal in my porn buying days came in grade 10. I don’t remember how I found this place or why I even went in, but several blocks from the school was a dingy used book store run by a fat, smelly old guy. I went in and I’d guess that 80% of his inventory was porn magazines. The price was $1 per magazine. I remember being so excited and nervous that I was shaking. I wasn’t old enough to buy porn then, but I picked out a few Penthouse magazines and turned to the counter. I figured the worst that could happen was that he’d tell me to get lost, but all he said was “five bucks” and “you want a bag?” I remember tracking down my porn buddy when I got back to school and told him or finding Shangri-la only a few blocks away. That really was the inexhaustible supply we were looking for. I remained a steady customer there throughout high school. Around that time VCRs were becoming more popular. I scrimped and saved to buy one with the express purpose of sourcing some kind of porn. If I recall correctly, hardcore stuff was still illegal owing to the application of the “community standards” concept. In other words, a bunch of crazy church ladies could run the community as they saw fit. I was undaunted though and somehow managed to learn that a local electronics dealer was selling bootlegged porn from his shop. I strolled in and after making some small talk I dropped the question about what I’d heard. Sure enough it was true and he would burn me a couple of tapes. Those were the first hardcore porn videos I ever saw. I have no idea what the titles were. One of them was pretty good, and the other was pretty crappy. The video quality of both was poor. I’m guessing that these were copies of copies of copies. And the price, at $30 per tape, was pretty steep. Still, I had entered the video age! About a year after that the big news in our sleepy community was that some daring person was opening an adult shop where porn would be available for rent. I remember consciously thinking that although I’d likely be one of the first people through the doors I’d wait for two reasons: first, the cops would definitely be kicking the doors in during the first week, and second, I didn’t want to be the first guy getting a membership. The cops did visit but the place stayed open. The stuff they were selling and renting wasn’t to the liking of a small cabal of church ladies, but our town did need to act like it recognized that we were in the last decades of the 20th century. I did get a membership there, and as it turned out I was #25. I remained a regular renter there, eventually breaking the law by buying a second VCR and copying what I rented. I amassed a decent porn collection and would continue to grow it by renting and copying porn in any place where I lived. Eventually the internet came along and changed everything again. I think that we’re really in the golden age of porn these days since porn is cheap, plentiful and varied. I couldn’t have imagined how accessible porn would become back in the days when I was buying used magazines from a dirty shop. My collection now is so big that if it were in any other medium other than digital I’d need a large room just to house it. These are great days to be a porn collector. | |
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| 10-01-12 02:21am - 4465 days | #8 | |
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graymane (0)
Suspended  Posts: 1,411 Registered: Feb 20, '10 Location: Virginia |
It all started with infatuation with my first grade teacher, after which I began to play around with my pecker. Augmentation developed on the advent of beautiful movie stars who were turning on my mental x-ray vision with bolder body-language..... and later as subliminal eroticism started sneaking into films; and picked up dramatically when musicals with well known sexy dancers (like Cyd Chrisse) serving up eye-candy in sexy dancin' outfits and tights came on the scene. Log-flogging fantasies was live and in technicolor at my bedtime enjoyment for months following.  | |
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| 10-02-12 04:16pm - 4464 days | #9 | |
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Micha (0)
Active User Posts: 321 Registered: Jul 04, '10 Location: san jose ca |
As a young student in a Catholic school, I participated in paper drives that the parish held once or twice a year. Used paper was collected for recycling and the students volunteered to collect and sort donations. Newsprint had to be separated from glossy magazines. I noticed that the older boys gravitated to the magazines and newsprint was handled by younger boys and girls. When I ventured close to the magazine bins, the older boys seemed secretive and up to something. As the years passed and I became one of the older boys, the mystery cleared up. I should explain that when it was explained to me where babies come from, I assumed that the reason for the act of sex was to procreate. The recreational aspect of sex was some how passed over, so I did not connect the sensation in my genitals when viewing the skin mags with the sex act. That eventually cleared up. I had a playboy magazine hidden in the garage. I don't remember where I got it. Featured in that issue was Playmate of the Year Donna Michelle. I remember she looked great sans clothing, but looked awkward when dressed. As years passed, my appreciation for the female form and my collection of such examples grew. My father had a locked briefcase full of European and Scandinavian Erotica. It took no time to learn to jimmy the lock without damaging the latch. When he figured it out, I thought I was in a world of shit, but he just laughed and gave me the briefcase, and the key. Buddy, an older jazz musician who managed the local pool hall, invited me and several friends to his place to smoke dope and watch his rather extensive collection of 8mm porn movies. Most of the women wore sunglasses and high heels for the entire scenes. The men all kept their socks on. Another friend, Bud, who was about the age of my parents, quit his job and bought a smoke shop. He carried every manner of tobacco products and had an entire wall of magazines of all sorts, half of which were skin related. In the late sixties The Presidents Commission on Pornography finished its study and published its findings. I don�t think it sold more than 5 or 10 copies until someone had the idea to illustrate it. In a city of forty thousand people, about 30 miles from San Francisco, home of the Mitchell brothers and the birthplace of mainstream porn, Bud sold more than fifteen thousand copies at $25. Every other manner of bent and fetish was represented on those magazine racks. Bud flew to Europe for a buying trip and came home with hundreds of pounds of printed matter and I, along with three other friends became his evaluators. It was a rough job but it had to be done. One thing Bud did was have a sample magazine that could be leafed through before buying a wrapped edition. This was immensely appreciated and he did a huge business. The mayor, chief of police and several councilmen were clients, so there was never a problem with the family values types. His store had side entrance from the adjacent working class pub and rear entry from the alley on the water front so no one had to wear disguises to ply their hobby. He had hundreds of magazines and books in his living room and got frequent visits from pillars of the community, who couldn't be caught dead in his store. A few years later I had a computer on my desk. One of the first things I did with it was look for women in various stages of undress on that new internet thing. With a modem that delivered 14.4kps. It was grim. It took forever to look at a still image, and saving it, with 5 or 6 images filling a floppy disk, was not viable. I stuck with printed matter and video to satisfy my hobby. Fifteen years later, I introduced a friend in the northeast to the world of computers. I set up a system on his desk and loaded a mess of software to get him started. A month later he reported back by phone and broached the subject of erotica. "Don't bother says I. It's like watching grass grow. " "It's plenty fast" said he and he emailed me a list of 200 bookmarks to get me started. I found myself re-evaluating my stance on internet porn. With a DSL modem, it was a new game. Viewing videos was still iffy and the size of hard drives didn't make saving them viable, but still images were plentiful and burning them to a CD started a new section in my library. As technology improved, hard drive space grew exponentially, and photography and videography methodology improved, my collection grew.With a cable modem and much larger hard drives, videos took their rightful place in my collection. I have miles to go to compare with BadAndy, but at 14T+, I have a decent start. The difference between Naked and Nekkid Naked means without clothing Nekkid means without clothing........and up to something unless life also gives you water and sugar, your lemonade is gonna suck. Edited on Aug 20, 2015, 05:16pm | |
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| 10-03-12 08:50am - 4463 days | #10 | |
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Cybertoad (0)
Disabled User Posts: 2,158 Registered: Jan 01, '08 Location: Wash |
To be honest with the group to set the record straight, lol we did get the porn free, however ummm how we acquired it was not the most hmm how do we say straight up way to do so. Stealing ? Maybe not stealing, I like the word acquired. I think the porn was from liquor left overs when they did not sell. There was a major distribution house near us, so my guess was it came from there and was days before recycling. Because these book were new not used. And we got weird ones too. Like bondage stuff which kinda freaked us out then and we did sell much of those. The hottest sellers were the biker mags with chick and playboy cause every house knew what a playboy was. I wish I had that collection now would be worth pretty penny to have some 60's playboys. As as PC porn I recalled a ACSII file that was animated of ginger lynn mastabting in grainy black and white. I tried years later to play it on an new 486 pc I got and it played super fast lol was funny. From there I also learned BBS's were great for porn resources. Since 2007 | |
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| 10-15-12 01:05am - 4452 days | #11 | |
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biggest (0)
Active User Posts: 1 Registered: Oct 14, '12 Location: Chicago/IL |
My introduction to porn started, I think, when I was probably about 3 years old. It was brief and probably, to most, insignificant, but somehow my brother's friend was over and had a VHS tape. He put it in and all I remember seeing was a women on her back, squeezing her breasts and moaning. My brothers freaked out and shut off the television quickly but I was mesmerized and that vision was locked in my brain for life. Fast forward a few more years when I was about 7 years old and we had a weekend where my dad took us out to a summer cottage he would borrow from a friend from time to time off of Lake Michigan. It was a cute little house out in the middle of the forest and right off the lake. The first time we went there, we had to 'spring clean' the place and somewhere along the line my brothers came across an old Playboy magazine. They were flipping through it frantically and I was only able to catch small glimpses. But I knew where they stashed it and was able to sneak a few glimpses when no one was around. I still didn't know what masturbation was at this point so it was kind of useless, but fascinating all the same. Later, in my early teens, probably closer to 9 or 10, we found where my father stashed is lonely, single tape of pornography. A VHS tape recorded in long quality to fit 8 hours worth of video. It had a number of videos on it which I've been trying to track down ever since. One of which I was actually successful in finding just recently now in the age of the Internet. The first film on this tape was called Naked Afternoon from 1976, starring the stunning Abigail Clayton and was exactly as I remembered it, but I digress. I've had no luck in finding the rest of what I remember on that tape. These lonely instances were just the introduction and were nothing compared to when the internet was brand new and at 15 years old, we discovered "gif sharing" on AOL. Remember when they charged by the hour? Crooks! Nothing like downloading a 12KB file over a 1400 baud modem and stunning 16 colors. It would take a good 20 minutes just to download a single, super low quality image. OH! I almost totally forgot about the low rest quality naked pictures we would be able to see playing Strip Poker on the old Commodore 64. That was great stuff too. Ultimately, just before broadband became a thing, I graduated up to mIRC and file sharing scripts that allowed people to upload to you for access to other downloads. I had quite the collection of stills going on there, and a number of small clips, but video was still a ways off. The problem with allowing random strangers on the internet to upload whatever they want meant you saw some FUCKED UP stuff that nobody should ever see, let alone kids in their mid-teens who are still trying to figure this stuff out. So I had an early lesson on just how messed up this world can be, without going into great detail. I'll just say, I've seen shit that "2 girls 1 cup" can't hold a finger to. Ironically, as a result, I've still never seen that video and have no intention to. Anyway, that's my story and I'm sticking to it. It's not terribly exciting but no one said it had to be.  Biggest | |
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| 10-15-12 08:43pm - 4451 days | #12 | |
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turboshaft (0)
Active User Posts: 1,958 Registered: Apr 01, '08 |
Not to digress too much from the original thread subject, but I read a article a few months ago about people who work for Google sifting through all the new "questionable" pics that come through Google Images--from the possibly-snuff to the boatloads of genuine child porn that has to be reported to the FBI within 24 hours. Pretty depressing, as they are employed as independent contractors for the first 12 months, not as regular Google employees. I.e., no benefits, etc., and they usually need counseling (and a less psychologically traumatizing job) afterwards. "It's incredibly obvious, isn't it? A foreign substance is introduced into our precious bodily fluids without the knowledge of the individual. Certainly without any choice. That's the way your hardcore Commie works." - Gen. Jack D. Rippper, Dr. Stranglove | |
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| 10-15-12 08:50pm - 4451 days | #13 | |
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turboshaft (0)
Active User Posts: 1,958 Registered: Apr 01, '08 |
No offense, but this is why I have always wondered who bodybuilding mags are really aimed at--just straight men with a purely platonic interest in other men's bodies? Watched a documentary recently where one of the talking heads said that men who put a lot of time and effort into their appearance are ultimately looking for the approval of other men, rather than just trying to attract partners. "It's incredibly obvious, isn't it? A foreign substance is introduced into our precious bodily fluids without the knowledge of the individual. Certainly without any choice. That's the way your hardcore Commie works." - Gen. Jack D. Rippper, Dr. Stranglove | |
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| 10-16-12 09:57am - 4450 days | #14 | |
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Joseph20 (0)
Suspended Posts: 20 Registered: Oct 15, '12 Location: Nagpur/MH, India |
Hi there, Thank you for providing the valuable information. | |
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| 10-16-12 11:01am - 4450 days | #15 | |
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Cybertoad (0)
Disabled User Posts: 2,158 Registered: Jan 01, '08 Location: Wash |
I would tend to agree, I am not homophobic by any stretch of the imagination. And not to sound stereotypical but being born in San Fransisco probably had those perks too.  I digress, I think that from being around other non-straight men allot I had many Friends that were male and gay and I could care less. However some were attractive and you kinda know it. If I went anywhere with my friend I dressed up a tad as I wanted to look good even though two dudes were just hang-in out. And I think I wanted him to know I looked spiffy too. Not in a sexually attractive way, but attractive none the less. Back in the day I had that Miami Vice look going on in the city. ( sue me) . But I would tend to think most guys would agree that when with other guys you want to look good.  Since 2007 | |
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