re: Remember when you had to actually make an effort to find porn?

Hell, I remember magazines like Playboy and a few other "Men's magazines" had pics of women showing tits and arse only. No hint of bush ever hit their pages.

Then out came Larry Flint with Hustler and he made gynecological shots the norm. That caused quite a stir with the bible thumpers back then.

I remember being a young teen working at a boat launch and there was a dump site close by where people would dump their trash. I'd head over to that area with a pellet gun to shoot rats and one day stumbled on a pretty big stash of men's mags. Thought I'd died and gone to heaven back then.

When search engines were not a thing... the directories were interesting.

I’ve never understood why ppl actually pay for porn.

Used to search garbage cans at the apartments by the house

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As a kid I searched for whitehouse.com on a school computer and it was a porn site, so no, I don’t

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Yeah..... I searched for dicks sporting goods on school computer. Didn't even think about it before typing in dicks.com. That changed my search methods forever

My grandad died and we were cleaning his house out and in a spare bedroom under a bed he had piggly wiggly sacks organized by year of playboys from the 90’s and early 2000’s

What a treasure trove for a teenager to find. I definitely smuggled a sack or two home to my parents house

When I printed out some naked pics from worldsex on my friend's dad's printer I felt like Hugh Hefner.

Since the move I haven't been able to find a good nesting area so frick me, I can't remember the last time it was easy to get myself physically able do comfortably look at porn as much as I had before the stroke

When I was a kid in the 80's, I grew up in a very rural area of Mississippi. One day while I was riding my bike, I noticed someone had thrown some trash out on the side of the road. Me being the curious pre-pubescent that I was rode over to the trash and noticed there was some magazines in it. Now these weren't full sized magazines like a sports illustrated, there were about half the size. They were straight up XXX mags with full color photos on every page. Kind of hard to explain, but the pages were thick and almost waterproof. I stashed those outside under an oak tree by my swing set. Those magazines stayed in great shape and carried me through my early teenage years. It was literally like finding the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.