I remember being 12 or so, and helping my mom make her bed. She had a boyfriend at the time, and I discovered a playboy magazine lying under the matress as we tucked in the sheets. My mom told me it was perfectly normal...
....and with every free alone private moment I rummaged and looked, finding all of his magazines and enjoying them to the fullest.
I also remember a Hustler mag that stuck out from his underwear drawer. When I saw those pictures... I swear, it was like looking into the Sun whose light was directly transformed into hormones and raging hot blood. O__O
I also remember a Hustler mag that stuck out from his underwear drawer. When I saw those pictures... I swear, it was like looking into the Sun whose light was directly transformed into hormones and raging hot blood. O__O
My parents are VERY LAME and never had anything but a "Sex" book from like the 80's which I didn't find under much later in my life. But I do remember hanging at my best friend at the times house, man we must have been 11 or so, and we found a stack of Playboy's and Playgirls in the basement (mind you she lived with her grandparents) as awkward as it was we found it very amusing. I can still remember to this day a full spread of pages with penises decorated with jewels and giant rings. :bueno_bub