I forgot one of my smutty experiences from earlier in my life. I am assuming I was about 10-11 or so. We used to go to a drug store after church quite often. I have no idea why, to get the Sunday paper? This was a big nationwide chain which is now defunct and it had quite a bit of porn on the top of the magazine rack. It was all straight except for Playgirl. I remember peaking at Playgirl there and almost hyper ventilating with excitement. God those guys looked so hot. I yearned to see more hot dudes. This would have been the early eighties so by then the guys had gotten hotter. My only problem was not enough ass shots, some pictorials didn't even show the guy's ass. How could this be?! Yes, I am an ass man. Not that I don't like dicks, but ass is class.
I can also remember walking around the drugstore with my Mom. She found a Playgirl magazine stashed in the back that somebody had left there. Probably some other young fag wanting a peak.
My Mom flipped through it laughing at the pictorials and showing me. I suppose she figured I wouldn't care. Of course, little did she know... My Mom is an all out there kind of gal. She could be a little embarrassing. She still can be.
At any rate, at some point, the religious right in the state starting putting up a stink and boycotting these stores that had porno selections. I think they even had a referendum on weather to ban adult material. (It failed.)They finally put the shit behind the counter so people had to ask. This put the kaibosh to my peaking days. I think eventually they just stopped carrying smut, who the hell wanted to ask for it when Miss Jones might hear down the aisle. Bummer!
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