I agree! In the conservative little place where I grew up, porn was a sparse commodity. Back then, the most hardcore thing I ever saw was a copy of Playboy that a friend stole from his older brother. Years later, in college, I did janitorial work at the athletic dorm in the off-season ... and one day I opened a desk to find not one, but TWO of the most hardcore gay porn magazines! I had never seen such things! Kept those magazines until they eventually fell apart! Those were very innocent and exciting days. Kids today take their porn for granted. We had to work to find ours! But it all makes for some good

I remember that man. Hot porn was like gold in the pre-internet days. And hard core was really expensive when you bought it. The first hard core I ever saw almost made me cum in my pants....LOL. I could hardly imagine that such magazines existed. I shot countless loads of cum over a picture of a dick half way into a pussy.

Well, being the young man that I am, I can't say I had to work very hard to find porn. The first time I saw porn was actually on the Internet, when I got curious one day and looked it up (I was about 10 or 11 at the time). Boy was I thrilled with this new world I had stumbled upon! A few weeks later, I was snooping around and found an old Penthouse in my older sister's room. That magazine certainly got a workout! I finally figured out where my sister had gotten it from when I found my dad's stash in his closet. He had a TON of magazines in there. I spent many an afternoon wanking to those magazines after school before anyone else got home.

When I was 14, my mom found a porno DVD in my room. She gave it to my dad to talk to me about it. I was mortified! But my dad was actually pretty cool about it. He showed me his stash (which he didn't know I had already been into for a couple of years), and then he actually gave the DVD back to me.

Roger, we must have grown up in the same era. If any of the guys I grew up with, had a porn collection ... they guarded it like it WAS gold! And it was expensive back in those days! It wasn't until after my college years, that I saw my first porn movie ... and I bought it myself! First hardcore movie that I ever saw ... and I think it DID make me cum in my pants! Guys of our generation really valued their porn. Today, it's in mass-production and readily available. I think it has somehow lost much of the "mystique" it once had. We felt an extra little thrill from something "so naughty" ... today, it's just some more nudity and sex, "ho hum."

By the way, ortizitthisone: you are lucky, to have such a cool dad. That's awesome!

Yes Tut, it would be nice if the porn today could be as exciting as porn was the first time I saw it. Or if sex could even be as exciting as it was the first time a girl spread her legs for me. At least as time has passed I've actually done just about everything I ever saw in the porn mags. The hardons are not quite as hard these days, but Viagra does the job.....LOL.

BTW, part of the allure of the old porn for me was going into a sleazy adult book store or the back room of a newsstand operation. You had to look old enough to get into the store (or the back room).....although the clerks really didn't seem to pay much attention. Maybe some of the soft core titty mags like GENT could be browsed. But the hard core stuff would usually be in sealed plastic sleeves. You had to pay the money to look at that....what young guys now see on the internet every day.

One thing about the internet though, is that there is still some surprisingly expensive porn with content only available on a subscription basis. Fortunately, there is also tons of hot porn which is free.

One thing though about young dudes and that great internet porn. When I was a young teenager, my personal private computer in my room had some awesome parental blocking software on it that kept out the porn....ALL the porn. My computer was tied down tighter than a drum. And oh how I wanted to know the magic number code that would release it.

When I turned 17, the magic code was entered and I got to see the adult internet. (Although I had sneaked peeks elsewhere of course, that was not the same as having all that masturbation material in the privacy of my room.) But for another year after I was 17, the agreement was that I couldn't clear the cache. So my browsing history was open for surprise inspection anytime....LOL.

Hustler...think I was about 16. Found it in the trash. many hours and sticky pages. when i was old enough to buy on my own I would have 8-12 'saved' at once. open them all to my favs and spank away. toss em when they got too cum stained. loved those wide open pussy shots. Then they started showing hard cocks as well. still get a tingle thinkin of it

Pretty late for me, a friend bought me a copy of Club International when I was 18, still have it, bit tatty now, but still love to wank over it 10 years on!

Mayfair, when I was about 13. I actually bought it from a supermarket even though I doubt I looked anything like 18. It took me ages to pluck up the courage to pick it up and buy it

I would go into a downtown newsstand and look at the magazines in the racks. It also took me a long time to actually pick one up and buy it. Until then, I can't remember ever wanting anything as badly as I wanted a porn mag. My first one was GENT.

Amazingly given my dedication to all things porno, I bought my first two in a moment of guilt and confusion when I was as old as 20. I'd sort of avoided them until then because the general attitude to top shelf mags at that time (1979) was they were for the raincoat brigade, and I'd always be too embarrassed to buy them. Also I'd had a really good sex life up to that point and had just finished a serious emotional relationship, so it may have coincided with that. But there I stood one fine morning, my cock hard as a rock gazing up at the front cover of Mayfair with the sexiest babe on the cover, legs apart showing tight little panties over her little bulge, black stockings and suspenders beckoning me in. I also grabbed a Men Only which turned out to have as its centerfold, the first crystal-clear photo of a shaved cunny complete with crinkly labia and protruding little clitty that I'd ever seen. I almost squirted as I took them down from the top shelf of the newsagent. My life then was ruled by porn mag searches in newsagents and later sex-shops all over the place. I remember the excitement the dry mouth the instant erection as i walked through the door of a shop intent on buying some of their top shelf nirvana. I think the actual purchase of the porn became a big part of my masturbation process itself - and I remember one particular shop that specialized in huge boob mags, where the sales lady herself had a massive pair! We never talked, but she must have known where my eyes were every time I handed over a Big 'Un's or similar big tit wank mag, and it was clear what I'd be doing in an hour or two's time. I used to fantasize that she'd take me round the back of the shop and let me wank off all over her titties as she masturbated her sloppy pussy - unfortunately she probably just thought I was a pervy little git! I used to have a constant pile of about 100 mags, which I would purge every so often - throw away some, keep the best ones, and buy a load more. I haven't bought one for at least ten years now because of the glorious era that is internet porn - although I sometimes yearn for the excitement of the top shelf purchase and the fruitless task of disguising my erection at the sales counter! Hey ho. What next for porno I wonder? Virtual reality would be interesting.

I still buy a lot of porn mags, well over 50 a month I'd say. For me a lot of the excitement comes in actually buying them. I make no sectret that i am excited about buying them and i like everybody in the shop to know that I am going home to have a huge session

Hustler was my first Mag. The centerfold was a blonde with hugh tits spreading her legs wide exposing her pussy. Wish i still had it cause i would still love to jack to it!!!

"National Geographic" and any underwear ads in the newspaper or mother's "Womens Own"...not many readily available when I was growing up!!