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Under a bridge my brother, a friend of ours, and I found a bag full of old smut magazines. Everything from Playboy to more hardcore stuff. It was all very water damaged so most of the magazines were ruined, but we treated what we salvaged like they were the crown jewels and kept them hidden in a dry, safe place.
Under the bridge downtown, I found a box of smut...
Why is it so common to find an old porn mag in the woods?
Probably someone throwing them away, but they can't throw them in the trash at home because wife, kids, parents etc. I once found a plastic bottle full of cut outs from porn mags in the highlands. They all had writing and really detailed drawings on them.
If a kid got his hands on a porn mag, you didnt want to keep it at home cause your parents might find it, and you wanted to show it off to your friends. So you stash it in the woods and then bring your friends out to see.
And then some other kids find it and steal it, and hide it elsewhere in the woods. And the cycle continues...
Whoever left them would've been proud
Are you sure it was water damage?
Believe it or not, some creepy old dude who ran a store in my neighborhood called "Anything Liquidators" had a big box of dirty magazines in the store and would let kids look through them. His store mysteriously closed down right around the time I got my first modem.
God damn I wonder why
Internet killed the Pawnstar
Doing god's work.
After midnight some channels would change their content to purely erotic material. So whenever your parents were out for the entire night you'd be up spanking it on the family couch.
Edit: I'm sorry, mom.
I remember watching the static on Pay-Per-View porn because you could see a boob and nipple every few minutes. Sure it was rainbow colored and squiggly but a boob is a boob.
Oh god, yes. If you watched long enough, sometimes the interference would clear up and a whole scene would play completely visible other than being blue and green. In all my years on the internet, I have never once seen anything that got me as hard as my first scrambled cable porn.
The sound was always perfectly clear though. This technique was also how I "watched" a majority of the WWF ppvs
Skinamax... If you know you know
My parents cancelled Cinemax after they figured that out.
They didn't "figure it out", your mom caught your dad in the middle of the night.
It was an innocent misunderstanding, he was just examining the television channels for inappropriate content, and she walked in on him during the investigation.
Investigation is hard work, so obviously he got warm from that and had to take his pants off to help cool down.
Exactly! She should be thanking him for being such a dedicated worker, enduring the warmth and the darkness so he could ensure the material the television displayed was of the highest quality!
USA UP ALL NIGHT! with Rhonda Sheer
Howard stern late night on E! Was my vice and it wasn’t just for the show.
Howard stern, wild on e, girlsgone wild commercials, mtv skinz, cinemax late night. I was so happy my mom went to bed early.
who else here has tried to masturbate to Talk Sex With Sue? C'mon, anybody? Bueller?
That's gonna be 5 steaming hot charcoal briquettes from me
Baby blue movies on CityTV
Zalman King's Red Shoe Diaries.
Found a mag in the woods.
I don't know who was running around the early 90's leaving porn in the woods, but they're American heroes.
Edit: Apparently this is a global phenomenon. Maybe it's one dedicated person, or a group, or an entity... I'm sure the SCP foundation is on it.
Whyyyy is this so common? Who were these people leaving porn in the woods?
I'm sure most people's first time smoking pot was in the woods
I literally found a cardboard box full of porn in the same exact wooded area where I smoked weed for the first time. It was almost like the porn fairy was keeping an eye on me in middle school.
The porn fairy must’ve been real. It honestly explains so much of what the redditors in this post experienced in their childhood.
Kids like me. Steal a playboy from your dad or a friends house. You can’t keep it in your room because your mom would find it. So take it to the woods and stash it in a place you can bring your friends to later.
Johnny Fappleseed, if you will
Not just American, this was a UK thing as well. Globalisation was alive and well even back in the Eighties!
Canadian heroes too apparently. Found a Swank in the woods when I was 12 with a buddy.
His name was Johnny PornoSeed and he stands among greats like Paul Boozeyan and Casey Cigs.
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Australian checking in.... just want to say that this phenomenon existed here too back in the 90's!
Many afternoons were spent flicking through pages of Hustler, Playboy, Penthouse et al under the shade of the trees with my pants around my ankles.
Usually a stash in a garbage bag in a wooded area.
Don't ask how or why, it was just a rite of passage before the digital age.
Edit: Finally reddit fame! (Look Ma, I got a gold!)
You know what? This is fucking true. Or you had a friend that had a vhs tape of the shit.
Holy shit this is exactly what I came here to post. I had no idea that was a common occurrence.
Born in 93. I found a duffle bag full of sticky hardcore porn mags in the woods and WAS the friend with the VHS tape. Then we evolved into the limewire stage. And now we are here in the golden era of porn.
93? I'm 31 ( today ! ) so thats 88, and this seems odd only because of the year.
when you were 8 the browser wars, dot com bubble, and ebay had all had their fame already.
How did you start with the magazine stash and vhs tapes??
***EDIT: To all who replied to this. Thank you. In hindsight you're points are obvious but perspective being what it is that had not occurred to me at first. Central Maryland here, dad was a programmer who telecommuted. As soon as I saw these comments I recalled that oh yeah I was spoiled with an ISDN line in the 90's .....
Seriously, how do all of us pre-internet folks have the same experience with this? Did some homeless convention make it a rule to leave unsolicited porn around in the woods?
Johnny Fapple-seed walked the nation, awakening the hormones of young Americans everywhere.
Am Swedish and also found porn in the woods as a kid, so that Johnny must have been an international traveler 😁
Hobos gotta jerk it too man
Was taking out trash in a paper shopping bag. The bottom ripped out and 20 Playboy's dropped out. I hid them in the woods and visited often, until one day they were gone.
It's extremely interesting that no matter what part of the U.S. you were in, you could find woods porn there in the 70s and 80s. My friend and I found some in a 40-foot by 10-foot strip of brush between his house and his neighbor's.
Woods porn and Dad's Penthouse and Playboy collections FTW.
I'm from the southwest. Desert. There was no woods so no woods porn.
Desert porn, on the other hand....
Does it spontaneously generate? I live in the southwest desert and my boyfriend gave me a porn book. He swore it appeared in his garage.
But he didn't have a garage.
I think stealthy pirates leave it. Certainly the first desert porn I saw was unearthed by a big kid who lived on the block. Went to a vacant lot... He brushed some dirt away from a spot... There was a wooden box of some sort... He opened it.... Buried treasure!
Canada as well. There was a little group of trees with the exact same setup in my neighborhood as well.
Dude I'm from Scotland.
I share the joy of random porn mags in the woods. I was the guy with the vhs 😂
Stashed and discarded porn must have been everywhere.
I grew up in a sketchy university neighborhood in the southwest during the 80s/90s, and found gay porn on the curb while walking home from school one day. It was the first time I had ever seen men naked (obviously) and through a lense of sexual desire. I’m really surprised I didn’t become one of those women who have a thing for gay porn.
Woods here as well. Also in my buddy’s bathroom above the lights. His dad stashed them there. Lots of bush.
The smell of wet/moldy paper still makes he rock hard.
That's why we spent all that time playing outside. The woods were strewn with porn!
Same. Lots of sex magazines in the middle of the woods surrounded by abandoned appliances and and an empty bottle of Jim Beam.
How the shit is this a pattern? Who were the people putting porn in the woods?
The porno fairies.
Okay, so what we have here is Pan et Priapus. The clovenhoofed primal rearing of smut-smeared creation, ever brewing in the verdure, always entwined with the green and growing. Among the pagan darkness of the laurels, the images assemble. Where there are woods, there is porn, in the shadow of the horns.
I always saw dirty mags In the woods. Weird.
Yep. This is EXACTLY how I first found porn. Someone’s secret stash out in the scrub.
This is very close to my first experience. Somehow a friend and I got ahold of a single page from Hustler or the like and burried it in the sand at the playground near our apartments. Couldn't have lasted more than a week of retrieving it and reburial before it fell apart. Good times.
You composted porn.
It strangely was a right of passage.
Evidence: I also found 10-15 porn mags stashed in a bag in a wooded area when I was a kid.
Yes, this. A bucket in the woods we found on a boy scout trip.
Very common experience in the pre internet days.
So... I found my dads porn when i was like 12. I literally put it in the wooded area by our house. I was not about it and wanted it out.
As a 49yo, I have three and a half decades of self pleasure and porn appreciation experience. Gather round my padawans and learn how we procured porn in the olden days of the 1980's.
There was always a friend who's dad had Playboys under the bed. If he was really hot to trot he'd have Penthouse and once he even had a copy of Oui, basically a French version of Penthouse, so it was even dirtier. Sneak in during the day, borrow and gaze at the miracles of the female form and put them back. We were too young and innocent to have comprehended masturbation yet, or that's what my friend's dad did with them. We just enjoyed the images.
Once I hit the magical age of "holy shit my dick is rock hard and Jennifer Smith isn't a gross cooties girl anymore, and wow, if I sit in the front of the class I can look at the pretty teacher's legs in panthose" years old, I was blessed to have parents who got cable. We only had a couple of channels and it wasn't 24/7, but man, when the parents went out on a Friday night, I'd tune right to Cinemax. It was scrambled, but the audio wasn't. So if you could look past the image being split where the left is on the right and the right is on the left, and a squiggly rainbow band down the middle, you could see softcore porn. But you could hear it, and let me tell you fellow fappers, hearing two girls make out and moan will fire up your 12yo imagination more than Bob Ross on a great day.
Then there was 976 and 900 numbers. Whoa nelly, let me tell you, pick up the phone, dial a number which older boys would share with us, and a woman comes on and talks dirty to you. Having a deep voice at 14 helped, and yes, the phone bill was epic and the parental units were annoyed but not pissed. Plus they didn't know what the numbers were, since the names weren't listed on the bill and they didn't want to call them.
Fast forward to being 16 and being on the phone, a landline, with a cord, for hours a night with a girl. Yep, for your birthday you get your own phone line but you have to pay the bill. Excellent. Get a minimum wage job and when I had alone time I would call what I could afford. Turn 18, and you could buy adult magazines, which were helpfully available at the local book store. Like Amazon, but you walked in a building and picked up books. Be a bit of a smart ass and pick up what you want, take it to the counter and the probable school mate of yours who was a couple years younger than you would stammer and blush at the covers.
And that is how, during the Cold War era of the 1980's, long before The Undertaker threw Mankind off Hell In A Cell, and plummeted 16 ft through an announcer's table, we would forget about the feared Russian first strike by bopping our baloney to glossy magazine photos and phone sex.
tl;dr It wasn't as hard to get porn in the 80's as you might think. Also. Apologies for quoting Shittymorph. It seemed to be a moral imperative.
Edit: Guilded?! I'm flattered.
Edit 2 Electric Boogaloo: Apologies for equating Bob Ross unclearly. Was trying to draw a comparison to his vision and creativity. Please go find a copy of Playboy in the woods to eye bleach that part.
53, born in 65. Saw porn first at 12, on reel to reel tape at a friend's house wirh about 12 other kids while parents were at the town fair. In Canada, i think porn was illegal until the 90s.
Hello fellow old timey Redditor!
That last paragraph....it got me.
That one friend whose dad must have had a big collection.
He always had a magazine he took in his backpack or locker.
Edit: Damn, I don't even think I'm that old, but I remember when the internet only existed in the computer lab at school.
Just imagine - there are those of us who remember when the internet (for general public use) wasn’t even a thing at all!
My buddy who was from a family of adopted kids was 5 or 6 years younger than the next youngest sibling. I remember being in junior high and going over there every day after school cause we would just sit there flipping through his brothers massive porno mag collection.
70s kid, here, which unfortunately means: a stack of my mother's beloved National Geographics---sorry, Carolinas!---and black and white Maidenform ads from the newspapers---Carolinas thought I was precocious: "Look at him! Seven years old and reading the Times!"---and, when I was very brave, a desperate and crabbed sixty seconds of ogling my dad's Boris Vallejo book.
I also drew a picture of an unrealistically buxom woman and underneath it, in my best, most bulbous sexy cursive, wrote "Foxy."
Ashamed to say how many times I jerked off to Foxy, despite the fact that she had no head. Or arms. Or legs.
no head. Or arms. Or legs.
inb4 "that's my fetish"
Jesus. I bet in caveman times we probably jerked it to shapely trees that shared the same curve as an ass or something. Now, to honor our ancestors, we leave porno in the woods...
So YOU'RE the one making it snow over here!
So anyone born late 80's/early 90's?
Lemme tell you kid. The 90's.... Boy. They were a magical time.
Mom would be grocery shopping to prepare dinner. Dad would be mowing the lawn. You would be snooping through their bedroom closet and....bam.
Dad's Playboy stash. If you're lucky, you would find a vhs tape with some grainy live action.
or you find your mom's dildo...
Or homemade porn. I definitely stumbled on pics of my mom 😖. Born in 91.
No shit. I found my dad's VHS porn collection in a file drawer in his office. Good stuff, until one day. Pop a tape in the VCR.
It's a bed, with a guy going away at a woman with her legs hanging off the bed. Really dark. I'm thinking what a shitty porn this is. I barely can see anything.
The guy finishes and gets up, walks to the camera. Can't see his head, but, I think "Hmm? That guy kinda looked familiar. " Then the woman gets up, and it's clearly my mom.
"OH MY FUCKING GOD! ABORT MISSION! ABORT MISSION!"
Needless to say, that was the last time I went into his porn collection.
Then there was the time I was at my grandparents house for the summer, downloading music off of limewire. Opened a song to play it, which loaded on windows media player. It failed to open or something so the last viewed thing started playing. It was all black porn. This was on my conservative, white, morman grandfathers work computer. OOF.
Edit. A word.
In high school we found a home made tape our friends parents had made when they got married. His mom was super attractive, so we were stoked, then saw his dad's MASSIVE dong and felt humiliated.
Zip...flop... holy sweet mother of Christ!
I found my friends mom's dildo once. I turned it on and chased him around the house with it. haha good times.
Worse, I found my dad's dildo
You would be snooping through their bedroom closet and....bam.
When I was 13 or 14, my sister was going through my parents' closet and found a big bag of dildos. She decided she alone did not want to be scarred for life, so she showed me so that we could be scarred for life together. You want to bond two siblings for life? That's how you do it. Now you share a horror together but it's a horror you will laugh about for the rest of your life.
Born in 87. I remember finding a tape under my parents bed with the title "Penthouse Presents Booby babes vol. 15." This was sometime in the late 90s and I was hitting puberty hard. Initially I'd just watch it but when I finally hit the "wacking" phase, it was my go to. Then of course we got the internet and eventually high speed internet so that tape became irrelevant. It'll always hold a special place in my horny brain.
Stole a magazine from another kid. It would have been nice to start out with something tame like playboy, but this was some hardcore stuff -- the first time I ever saw a picture of a real vagina, and it was some girl holding it open as wide as she could while sticking out her tongue. I was not prepared for that shit.
I'm still pissed one of my friends in junior high took my copy of Penthouse and never gave it back. It was the one with the Vanessa Williams pics that got her stripped of her Miss America title.
Taking your porn and not giving it back has gotta be against the Bro Code or something.
Kid down the street stole a tape from his brother's stash. Watched it with about 5 guys present. Wildly uncomfortable.
(That's right Junior, back in our day we watched porn with our friends because we had to.)
One time a friend of mine lifted a video from his mom's room, and a group of us gathered in my living room and watched it. We were total porn critics, calling out the bad acting and continuity errors. Then his mom called my house and demanded the video back.
I was never uncomfortable looking at porn with my friends. The people elsewhere on this thread w were actually jacking off with their friends in the room I find a little weird, though.
There is so much nostalgia in this thread. Gotta be honest at 32 it stings to be "older people of reddit"
Ah I kind of forgot that the Internet is relatively new. I don’t think 32 is older people of reddit actually
I’m 32 as well and I can confirm most of us at this age had a taste of porn before it was easier to find it on the internet so it fits.
Not that new... I’m 41 and was getting porn off Usenet by 1992 or so.
You are probably OK with a woman getting undressed reeeaaaalllllllly slllloooooowwwwwwwwwlllllllllyyyyy.
People now joke about how long it took us back then to download porn. Fuck that.... after downloading. After uudecodeing.... my computer could still only open a jpeg in black and white and 640x480 took up the whole screen...
and it still took MINUTES to render on the screen.
Try being 38 you young fucker
I'm 34 and this statement applies. Cheers, fellow gramps
Imagine five or six newly pubescent boys jerking off in the same living room watching the same stolen VHS with only blankets and throw pillows for privacy.
Snapshot Southwest Philly, circa 1993
In Southwest Philadelphia, born and raised
Jerkin' in the living room is where I spent most of my days
EDIT: i dont know what the alternative would be but like.... together?
Ever heard the term circle jerk? Of course you have, you're on Reddit.
But on Reddit it's used metaphorically. The literal meaning is actually guys jerking off in a circle with other guys. Yes people did (and I assume still do) that.
I think I speak for everyone when I say, playing hide and seek in your dad's storage space.
Wire hanger stuck into the back of the cable box. One shorted diode and boom... Unscrambled porno.
Reminds me of way back in 1982 or so. We got cable installed and being the curious little 10 year old I opened up the cable box and there was an off/on switch set to off. Well you know I've got to try that switch so I switched it to on. Free HBO for years! Did get to see the occasional breast here and there.
We were ingenious AF. In the back of the hardcore magazines (that were usually stolen from a buddies older brother) there were ads where you could send in a check for XXX VHS tapes. My buddies and I were GOING TO SCORE ONE OF THOSE TAPES!! But as a group of 13 year olds boys we had some problems. 1) we didn't have checking accounts. 2) we had to guarantee that when it came in the mail, our parents didn't intercept it. 3) you had to be 18. We could do this.
1) We figured out what money orders were. All we had to do was get a money order made out to "Giggalo Studios" (or whatever the sketchy name was). We tried our two neighborhood banks. They wouldn't do it, they said we were too young. I have no idea if that was a fact or not. So we decided to ride our bikes to a place that had a Western Union sign in its window. It ended up being a check cashing place. We didn't understand what type of people went in there but we quickly realized it was pretty shady, but... we got our money order!!
2) We knew that summer time was our best shot of beating our parents to the mail every single day for 4 weeks (the delivery window). We made a pact that whomever took the risk of having it shipped to their house would take 100% of the fall if it fell into mom's hands.
3) We thought about using a fake name but then worried that the mailman would not deliver it to the address because we had all lived in our houses our entire lives and knew our mailmen. So we used a real name, my real name, it was going to my house. We just hoped they wouldn't look up my school records or something and find out I was 13. Of course Giggalo Studios could care less how old I (we) were.
So we placed the order the last week of school. I never once failed to get to the mail first. Then, one July day, it was there... a non discript cardboard package the exact size of a VHS tape. I ripped it open and flew down to the basement where our TV and VCR were and threw it in. It was real, 6 hours of explicit porn, with all the legends of 80's porn. Having NEVER seen anything close to that it was like sipping beers your whole life to one night freebasing cocaine. I called up my crew, one of my buddies biked up to my house with his VCR and the other guys dropped off blank VHS tapes and I spent the next few weeks secretly copying the 6 hour tape for my 5 buddies. We still refer to that summer as "the summer of porn".
The next summer we started growing weed and brewing beer. Our parents never busted us for any of it, we all graduated college, have families, and none of us ever went to jail. Miracles do happen.
I read this whole thing with the Mission Impossible theme playing in my head.
Also, I’m sure you’re by now aware that you could’ve gotten the money order made out to “cash”.
Catalogs, like Sears. Underwear section. My memory is you could see nipples and bush through the bra and panties.
On a 3.5 inch floppy disc in my dad's desk. First time I saw a .gif file. This would have been at 12 in 1995.
There was also an autographed playboy magazine my dad had in the bar in our house hidden. Found it playing hide and seek. This was probably 1990 ish and I was 7 or 8.
Oh god. My first digital porn was on a 3.5 floppy. I can still see those magnificent tits!
My friend stole a bunch of Playboy's from her dad for me.
I actually just ran across the box of them all when I was cleaning the other day.
Think I was 11 years old and a friend of mine gave me an unmarked CD and said if I want to watch it I should do it alone.
I didn't know what it was until I popped the cd in the cd drive and found out that my weewee really liked the movie. It was like a best off from various kinds of porn in short little clips >5. It seemed like a proper introduction to porn. So yeah that was the day I lost my innocence to the sin of lust.
I remember seeing a clip where the male actor looked like John Terry tombstone piledriving 69ing a short women. I was basically a bit shocked whatsoever and believed for a few years that I watched a porn of John Terry wtf
Also the poor poor quality but you take what you get, right?
Skinamax on the weekends!
Well, when I was younger (in early 2000's) where I live after midnight you could unlock on your TV some porn channels, the first was Playboy and the other I don't recall. The code to unlock was almost always 0000. So, I would try to wake up in the middle of the night, try to turn the TV on without waking anyone up and I would kind of watch it but after a minute or two I'd turn it off.
Found a magazine my father had hidden away. Ended up charging money from friends for them to come look at it. (I was a bit of a dick, though eventually a dick with quite a lot of candy)
The random box of porn found in the woods/alley/dumpster/random abandoned building we broke into.
Came here to say this! Anytime you saw a magazine in the street it someone's garbage on the curb checked it out and every one in a while BINGO
Forest porn caches for sure
There was this abandoned house down the street. Some dude lived there for a long time and then all of a sudden he just didn't anymore. Well, it stayed empty for years, then one day (I don't know how or why anymore) we decided to go in. It was completely empty as far as I remember, except for the garage. The garage was full of these 5-foot-tall metal shelves. And each shelf was stacked full of porn mags. Playboy, Penthouse, Club, etc, etc. Anything you could think of from the 70s onward. We had new content for years.
Scrambled porn on channel 99.
“Is that a boob or part of a mans butt? I dont know but it will have to do.”
TIL I’m old.
Anyway. I remember my friends and I coming across a couple dirty mags (porn magazines) in a field and seeing things I had never known.
Later my brother had some stashed and that would be eventually how I’d get off — dirty mags.
No, old er
As on older than the kids who used the internet for their first encounter
Everyone found magazines in the woods. I found a pile of 3 or 4 Penthouse & Hustlers. I tried so hard to get the pages unstuck..... I was much older when I finally realized why they were stuck together.
My dad's Playboys in the late 70s. I liked his Penthouse even better. Hustler had some good cartoons. I guess that's why I don't mind a nice soft plush bush.
I think it was a deck of naked ladies playing cards that started my addiction pre-internet. I am also guilty of those late night erotic shows on cable... and a loooooot of scrambled porn on TV. You know those Pay Per View channels that scrambled the content but you could still kind of see some action. I remember it was called The Spice Network.
I lived briefly in an adult complex as a child - my mom had left her partner and we could not find a rental anywhere that we could afford - this manager of the complex said that we were welcome for a short term while we found something. Anyway they had adult shows wrapped in their cable package, and it did not take long before I discovered that fact haha My mother, in a rare act of momming, asked for the stations to be shut off in our particular suite, but they just came through scrambled. It was still amusing enough for a laugh when an image came through here and there.
Another was my uncles house, I am not sure he realized that his niece would actually try to play those unmarked VHS tapes - but he had so few videos! He should probably have done more to hide them lol
Edited: reading this thread makes me feel like what OP wanted as a more generic answer - I am guessing an abandoned or poorly hidden playboy or hustler were the major source of porn for most.
I want any answer. Specific answers like this are also great
I helped plant some of those magazines in the woods! My old man had a huge magazine collection that he told me to toss (he knew better), so I hid them everywhere. Had a lot of friends with some kind of woods nearby and I’d always visit with a gift.
I'm a female, born in 1974. I grew up looking at Dad's Playboys, and when I was 12 I was dog sitting the dog across the street and in their video case was Deep Throat and I watched that. When I was 14 I was in Melrose (in LA) with my parents (I was buying my first pair of Doc Martens) and someone left a bunch of Polaroids of a naked man with a large erection in the gutter, and we looked at those. When I was 16 I worked for a One Hour Photo (privately owned, not a chain) and my boss was known for his discretion, so I saw TONS of homemade porn as I was developing. That's pretty much it until I was 21 and got the internet in 1995. In 1997 I got on Usenet (reddit reminds me so much of Usenet) and had a blast finding all the weird porn I could find just for kicks (like amputee, dwarf, things like that), and then the novelty wore off and now 22 years later (fuck I'm old), I hardly ever look at porn now.
I had to pee really bad while staying with my aunt and uncle one night, but my cousin was taking a bath. As a result, my uncle told me to use the bathroom in the master bedroom. I don't think he remembered his porn stash was sitting on the shelf above the toilet. Being about 8 and curious, I checked out the top magazine while in there. I don't remember the name of the magazine, but the lesbian content is how I figured out I liked girls at age 8. I'm a woman.
Answering this question almost 23 years later makes me feel old.
When my friends and I were about 11 or 12, we used to play football in the yard owned by this old crippled lady. One day we threw a ball through one of the windows of her garage and asked her for the key to the garage so we could unlock it and retrieve our ball. She just gave us the key and asked to be sure to re-lock the garage and bring the key back once we found the ball. Once inside, we snooped around the garage for a bit (she wasn't there). Her adult son stored a lot of his shit in the garage. We found a 2 foot tall stack of hustler/penthouse. we stuffed as much could fit in my friend's duffel bag and returned the key to the old lady. We jacked off to that shit all the time.
Guess where we stored it? In the fucking woods I shit you not.
Cave paintings back in my day used to be quite risqué.
I know its cliche but its cliche for a reason, in a friends basement looking at blurry satellite signal, clear enough to make out titties. This was back in the day BEFORE satillite tv was even really a thing, they had a massive big black dish in the backyard that had to slowly rotate to pickup the channel you were trying to watch.
1992 I was in 7th grade. A friend brought a playboy on the school bus and we were passing it around. Our bus driver found out. She was 22 and had issues, she wanted to be "cool" so she said we could look at it as long as we showed her the pics of kathy ireland because she had a thing for her.... this began the year of bus ride porn.
Sidenote: I also watched a kid do shrooms and another do acid on that bus.
Neighbours parents had a VHS tape. Their was midgets and other weird fetish stuff. It was a memorable intro at the time. Pretty tame compared to what kids stumble upon now I'm sure.
I worked at a car wash and someone must have had a stash in their car cause one day when I was emptying the trash cans there was a stack of nudie mags just sitting there like they belonged. It was the happiest day off my 14th year on this planet. Rode home on my bike and hid them all laying flat between the box spring and mattress. I even remember some of them were from the UK... Trés exotique for an American kid in the 90's.