Adolescence Vs. R Rated Movies

Damn! You are all making me feel weird :frowning:

When I was little I wanted to see adult movies for their violent content
…and in a ways I still do

If the ratings thing did not have “Violence” written in it I would not watch it. I remember yelling “WTF!” after staying up for a boring movie because the rating said Violence but the only thing that happened was 1 guy getting shot near the end.

…for some reason I was never a fan of horror/slasher movies.

Haha, at the ripe old age of 12 I used to grab the TV Guide and plan out my late night skinemax/HBO viewings for the next week. Damn whippersnappers today have it too easy!

I was a really good artist as a child, and I used to draw female classmates in the nude (of course from my imagination). Then I’d sell them to male classmates.

One time my 7th grade math teacher caught me drawing a nude woman (when I should have been taking a test). He took the drawing to the principal’s office, and he called my mom. I was a nervous wreck for the rest of the day, just imagining how much trouble I would be in when I got home.

When I got home, my mom asked me to follow her to the backyard (I guessed so my younger brother wouldn’t hear).
She then told me that she thinks it’s great that I exercise my artistic impulses, but just do it at home! I was so relieved.
That’s one cool thing about having a German mother! Those Europeans aren’t uptight about sexual matters like we have here.

lol

[quote]Iron Dwarf wrote:
I was a really good artist as a child, and I used to draw female classmates in the nude (of course from my imagination). Then I’d sell them to male classmates.
One time my 7th grade math teacher caught me drawing a nude woman (when I should have been taking a test). He took the drawing to the principal’s office, and he called my mom. I was a nervous wreck for the rest of the day, just imagining how much trouble I would be in when I got home.
When I got home, my mom asked me to follow her to the backyard (I guessed so my younger brother wouldn’t hear).
She then told me that she thinks it’s great that I exercise my artistic impulses, but just do it at home! I was so relieved.
That’s one cool thing about having a German mother! Those Europeans aren’t uptight about sexual matters like we have here.

lol[/quote]

Wow, cool mom.

My mom found my stash of pornos (“borrowed” from dad’s stash) several times and tossed them. I think that is one of the cruelest things you can do to a teenage boy.

[quote]Steel Nation wrote:

[quote]Iron Dwarf wrote:
I was a really good artist as a child, and I used to draw female classmates in the nude (of course from my imagination). Then I’d sell them to male classmates.
One time my 7th grade math teacher caught me drawing a nude woman (when I should have been taking a test). He took the drawing to the principal’s office, and he called my mom. I was a nervous wreck for the rest of the day, just imagining how much trouble I would be in when I got home.
When I got home, my mom asked me to follow her to the backyard (I guessed so my younger brother wouldn’t hear).
She then told me that she thinks it’s great that I exercise my artistic impulses, but just do it at home! I was so relieved.
That’s one cool thing about having a German mother! Those Europeans aren’t uptight about sexual matters like we have here.

lol[/quote]

Wow, cool mom.

My mom found my stash of pornos (“borrowed” from dad’s stash) several times and tossed them. I think that is one of the cruelest things you can do to a teenage boy.[/quote]

I used to cut pages from my uncle’s old stack of nudist and Playboy mags… and hang them on the back of my bedroom door! My mom didn’t care. She figured it was normal for a pre-teen boy to be interested in girls. My dad was probably just relieved that I wasn’t gay (most skinny artistic boys back then were considered queer).

lol

[quote]on edge wrote:
In my teens I would stay up late to watch Benny Hill in the hope of catching one of the rare episodes containing brief glimpse of boobage.[/quote]

The episode were theres a german girl in the window with a couple of potted plants stratgically placed and when they fall off the windowsill, presto, bobbies!

Ironically, Benny Hill was gay lol.

James Bond movies got me started…mmmm pussy galore.

When I was 12 or 13 I would walk down to the corner store and the magazines were situated in the back out of direct eye view of the cashier. They had all the good mags behind the counter but they had these really cheesy cheap ones on the magazine shelves … So I would go in there and swipe em. I had a pretty decent (albeit shitty) collection. It didn’t matter that they weren’t quality porn because when you’re 12 a boobs a boob.

That’s the same reason I would try to watch scrambled Spice Channel after my parents went to sleep on the weekend … I would hope to God I would catch a discernable nipple and my night would be complete.

I even remember the early days of the internet, before we had high speed internet (fuck all of you young kids … this is a history lesson for you) and we relied on dial up. I would wait for a while for that connection, that scrambled phone line sound turning into that high pitch cat in a blender squeel that would let you know you have indeed managed to get a connection and you were well on your way to catching a glimpse of THE SLOWEST loading picture (because God forbid you tried to download a 30 second clip of some porn … that shit would take hours and you’d likely lose your connection in the process) of some chick with perfectly fake round tits and the smallest pink nipples air brushed to unrecognizable beauty with a hot load dripping down her chin and onto those tits. Oh man, that’s when you felt like you just won the fucking Lombardi Trophy.

And then there were the other times when you would click on that description. That vague, enigmatic description and the picture would take it’s usual minutes to load onto the monitor and it’d be getting down to the honey pot and you’d get a glimpse of steamy pile of cock. You’d quickly try to cancel the pic but it was stuck loading and you just prayed to God that your mom wouldn’t walk into the computer room with this abomination of nature with a 10 inch dong standing up to say “Hi!” And that was my first glimpse of the weird world of trannys. That was like someone excitedly running up to you telling you they have something to show you, you think it’s a great surprise only, as they lead you to the surprise, they turn around and kick you in the face with a golf shoe spiked up.

Oh, trips down (porn) memory lane

Scrambled channels…memory lane indeed lol.

When I was around twelve I had to go to Toronto to a funeral. We stayed in a hotel downtown and they had movies to buy…blue movies. Emmanuelle in Bangkok I think. They only showed a couple of minutes of each movie available but what glorious two minutes. I watched the previews over and over.

[quote]polo77j wrote:
When I was 12 or 13 I would walk down to the corner store and the magazines were situated in the back out of direct eye view of the cashier. They had all the good mags behind the counter but they had these really cheesy cheap ones on the magazine shelves … So I would go in there and swipe em. I had a pretty decent (albeit shitty) collection. It didn’t matter that they weren’t quality porn because when you’re 12 a boobs a boob.

[/quote]

I used to sneak in the back door of a local barber shop and steal from a stack the barber had in a back room. Playboy & Penthouse. In the 70’s those were both pretty good scores, especially the Penthouse.

[quote]Iron Dwarf wrote:
I was a really good artist as a child, and I used to draw female classmates in the nude (of course from my imagination). Then I’d sell them to male classmates.

lol[/quote]

You must have been soooo popular. I bet even the girls secretly liked it, I bet you were quite flattering.

[quote]Iron Dwarf wrote:
I was a really good artist as a child, and I used to draw female classmates in the nude (of course from my imagination). Then I’d sell them to male classmates.

One time my 7th grade math teacher caught me drawing a nude woman (when I should have been taking a test). He took the drawing to the principal’s office, and he called my mom. I was a nervous wreck for the rest of the day, just imagining how much trouble I would be in when I got home.

When I got home, my mom asked me to follow her to the backyard (I guessed so my younger brother wouldn’t hear).
She then told me that she thinks it’s great that I exercise my artistic impulses, but just do it at home! I was so relieved.
That’s one cool thing about having a German mother! Those Europeans aren’t uptight about sexual matters like we have here.

lol[/quote]

I was so hoping that story was going to end with you drawing your mom nude.

I remember peaking over the couch in the the other room to catch glimpses of movies my parents were watching (like Species, etc) and catching nude shots.

My friend and I used to look at a picture every 10 min or whatever on the internet (56K FTW!). We started to print pictures and sell them at school. We would store the pictures in the back of a “Where’s Waldo” book. Years later, his mom went to sell that book at a yard sale and found the pictures. Makes for a good laugh still.

Porn is too easy to access now.