Do you miss porn magazines?

Back in the day it was a right of passage. Guys had to pick up the courage to walk into their local newsagents, say "good morning Mrs Jones," and then reach up high for a copy of 'Gargantuan Gazumpas" before slapping it confidently on the counter while smiling politely at Mrs Smith who's there to collect her church magazine.

It was character building, it turned boys into men. Men who would have no trouble walking up to a hot girl and asking if she does buttstuff.

Now, they hide in their rooms safely downloading porn without building up the confidence of their forefathers. Is it any wonder so many 20somethings can't get laid?
I thought the right of passage was uncovering a Playboy or Penthouse in the woods, stashed under a log or distinct rock.

Having to be careful not to tear the wet pages.

The smell of decaying plant and lichen still sure up memories of those forbidden images and the rush that came with them.

Today's generations will never know the joys of the woodland porn fairy that left those treasures.
 
I don't miss porn mags. There was always the issue of storage and hiding them so no one found them. The fear of messing them up after orgasm. The embarrassment of walking into the 7-11 or the bookstore in the mall and purchasing one.

Having all the porn at your fingertips is so much better in my opinion
 
I thought the right of passage was uncovering a Playboy or Penthouse in the woods, stashed under a log or distinct rock.

Having to be careful not to tear the wet pages.

The smell of decaying plant and lichen still sure up memories of those forbidden images and the rush that came with them.

Today's generations will never know the joys of the woodland porn fairy that left those treasures.
50 years ago, when we first moved into a new subdivision there was a hill it butted up against. It was a convenient place for people to dump their porn mags. I found several copies of Playboy and Penthouse and a few harder magazines up there. I miss those days.
 
Do any of you miss old school porn magazines? I used to have a huge collection of porn mags, mostly lesbian. Lots of my free time was spent relaxing in bed naked, propped up on some pillows, stroking myself with lotion, and flipping through my favorite porn mags.
It's not the same with my laptop. I'm afraid I'll cum on my keyboard.
Apples and oranges. I was born in 1974 so when I hit puberty we didn’t not have the internet.

My mom…yes my mom bought me monthly editions of Playboy and Penthouse. It was all I had back then and it was great. But now having all these free resources to anything of a sexual manner is even better.
 
Early on, my younger sister subscribed to Sixteen magazine. We had a bathroom downstairs in the basement and the back issues were stacked close and were very handy as an aid to getting off! Lots of stuck together pages!
 
I don't miss porn mags. There was always the issue of storage and hiding them so no one found them. The fear of messing them up after orgasm. The embarrassment of walking into the 7-11 or the bookstore in the mall and purchasing one.

Having all the porn at your fingertips is so much better in my opinion
Agree, they provided well for their time but I wouldn’t go back. Loved the one with the ā€œgirl next doorā€ section. Amateur is still my favorite.
 
I’m intrigued by the idea that there were a bunch of porn mags to be found in the forest.
How did you find these? Did you know they were there and you had a treasure map, or did you just come (pun intended) across them? We’re guys leaving them there to pay it forward, or we’re they being hid there? I wonder how many porn mags are still out there, fossilized, cover with DNA and waiting to be discovered by an archeologist in the future. Is this how man is brought back from extinction in the future like Jurassic Park, but instead of mosquitoes in amber it’s dried cum across Pamela Anderson’s boobies?
 
I’m intrigued by the idea that there were a bunch of porn mags to be found in the forest.
How did you find these? Did you know they were there and you had a treasure map, or did you just come (pun intended) across them? We’re guys leaving them there to pay it forward, or we’re they being hid there? I wonder how many porn mags are still out there, fossilized, cover with DNA and waiting to be discovered by an archeologist in the future. Is this how man is brought back from extinction in the future like Jurassic Park, but instead of mosquitoes in amber it’s dried cum across Pamela Anderson’s boobies?
Growing up in the 50’s in the country outdoors in the woods was the perfect spot to hide them. In the house you had to worry about your stash being discovered and confiscated. Also keeping them outdoors meant not having to smuggle them out of the house to view them. If it was daylight we were not expected to be in the house. Outdoors made them accessible anytime, especially if one of my school friends dropped by. Circle jerks and sexual discoveries were easier if no parents or siblings were likely to find you.
 
I didn't realize they were gone. No more mag's at the 7-11 or QT? Hadn't noticed, used to have quite a collection, get porn on internet now.
 
Logic dictates if there's a porn stash behind a bush then there must at one point have been someone having a wank there. Porn law stipulates if you stumble upon someone beating the meat you must observe until spotted then politely offer up your services. Given these porn stashes seemed to get found a lot we can conclude the owners got a lot of sex and those who stumbled upon them at a later date were disappointed.
 
I’m intrigued by the idea that there were a bunch of porn mags to be found in the forest.
How did you find these? Did you know they were there and you had a treasure map, or did you just come (pun intended) across them? We’re guys leaving them there to pay it forward, or we’re they being hid there? I wonder how many porn mags are still out there, fossilized, cover with DNA and waiting to be discovered by an archeologist in the future. Is this how man is brought back from extinction in the future like Jurassic Park, but instead of mosquitoes in amber it’s dried cum across Pamela Anderson’s boobies?
You got lucky but if you knew where the trails and hideouts were, you had a good chance of unearthing some illicit treasure after kicking some rocks and logs over. It's not like your cock turned into a divining rod to lead you to it. I blew several loads in the woods but was always mindful not shoot across the pages.

I was also lucky that my uncle had a recycling bin in his garage stacked with Playboy, Penthouse and a couple random ones, so i pilfered a couple of those.
 
No I don't. I look back at the Playboy and Penthouse pictorials and while I thought they were beautiful and thrilling back in the day, now they seem so gauzy, contrived, retouched and posed I just don't find them sexy. The women were gorgeous but their pictorials, now, with few exceptions are not sexy.
 
I found my dads and brothers stash growing up. I did enjoy masturbating to those photos. Hustler and penthouse were my favorite. A guy at school brought a taboo mag and let me borrow it. It featured very kinky scenes and even a trans woman. It might have been airbrushed but I didnt know about it then. I masturbated a lot looking af it and think thats where my obsession with cocks started. Seeing a hot chic with great tits and a cock was HOT!!. I do miss masturbating looking at them. They didnt have pop ups, cookies or crash any computer. You just had to have secret place to look at them. And they didnt have age restrictions like whats happening to porn now. I hate to say that because porn shouldnt be accessible to young people which got me to being a sex addict. But i do miss looking at hot mags.
My real start though was Catalogues featuring lingerie and National Geographic
 
My first porn mags were the JCPenney catalogs with the bra models! lol
And like most of the old-timers, I did find a few mags out in the woods. Our neighbors were older so I assumed they were theirs.
The biggest stash though was found by my buddy. He found a garbage bag full in his basement. We assumed they were his dads. Mostly catalog type stuff. Adam & Eve.

When I was a teen, Madonna appeared in Playboy. My buddy's dad had a subscription. His mom and my mom were best friends and she brought it over to show my mom. I joked, asking if I could look. My mother said yes (still shocks me to this day). I couldn't take it anywhere private and had to sit in the living room on the couch while they were in the kitchen. But I wasn't gonna turn down that opportunity!

As far as missing all that - there was a certain "innocence" about it. If you can call looking at porn innocent.
But it wasn't the phlethora of hard core stuff we have now at our finger tips.
Even early internet, with the download speeds, I looked at mostly just pictures. Now I wouldn't even know where to go to get "just pictures". Well, I take that back - Lit works for that. :)
 
I used to love reading Playboy magazines way back when. I would not say that I miss it, though.
 
We pulled a ceiling down in an excouncil house in Manchester and literally hundreds of mags fell onto us.Hidden beneath the floorboards upstairs.
Raining porn mags.
 
I kind of miss magazines in general. I did have subscriptions to Playboy and Penthouse. I used to actually read them. I didn't have any issues with having to hide them. I was living in an apartment with dudes. I had them in a trunk in my bedroom, and they'd just go in there and take one. Girls too. One female friend always came over and just read the Playboys when we were hanging out. No one thought it was a big deal.
 
I certainly miss porn magazines. I grew up browsing Fiesta, Men Only, Mayfair and Escort magazines. There was something erotically exciting about plucking up the courage to buy one. Then in the privacy of my office or bedroom I loved slowly turning the pages, enjoying the main feature girls, reading the stories and especially the "Readers Wives" pictures. It was much more sensuous than clicking on a mouse. Also I'm sure the pictures and poses were much more explicit than modern porn.
 
Oh yes! But if you go to Japan there are still plenty! You can even buy them in airports, I’ve got some!
 
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