Pornography undoubtedly has a hold on our population. I recall when Playboy was regarded as pornographic, and when ordinary individuals had been located to be readers, it was stated that they “read it for the content articles, not the images.” Of program, there was some truth to that, due to the fact Hugh Hefner, in his wisdom, crafted a really well-written and informative magazine that just so took place to be marketed largely for its images of the Playmates. Don’t forget the days when total nudity was taboo?
Along came Penthouse, Hustler and other individuals and their total-frontal nudity – even including guys in the pictorials. Penthouse had a letters area known as The Forum which later grew to become its own publication. I recall studying the Forum and getting amazed at the letters (had been they genuine?) describing sexual acts with amputees, threesomes with two males and one particular girl, and so on. Of program, due to the fact these letters have been off the beaten path, they were that significantly more alluring.
It was Forum, in fact, along with the male/female nudity of these magazines in general, that initial piqued my interest in other guys. I was not a “hard-core” reader of this soft-core pornography, but I definitely admit to getting subscribed to Playboy for numerous years and also having study Penthouse routinely (these were the large two for a whilst), and then gravitating to occasional forays into Hustler and High Society, amid other folks, later on on.
Not prolonged soon after the growth of this soft-core industry showcasing women’s bodies came Playgirl, which grew to become a livecamly mainstream purveyor of naked men’s bodies. It was nowhere near the top quality magazine that Playboy was, and in reality the nudity was rather puerile in nature. Nowhere did you uncover an erection, and most of the guys posed with only a hint of a penis in the photograph. However it was typical to see complete genitalia in the “men’s” magazines, this “woman’s” magazine seemed to pretend that the male member did not exist.
I gravitated to Playgirl as a partial fulfillment of my fantasy life, viewing the photographs of these naked guys with a bit of excitement, even in spite of the relative modesty of the pictorials. The magazine was offered in conventional retail outlets, and was taken care of as the women’s equivalent of Playboy – just as the publishers meant, no doubt.
Right after a whilst, most of the men’s magazines routinely published pictorials featuring the two males and ladies. Of program, the principal thrust was to entice heterosexual guys, so the vast majority of the material was explicit showcasing of the female form. When the two sexes have been pictured, even so, it was typically in scenes that suggested certain sexual acts, this kind of as fellatio or cunnilingus. The act of procreation – sexual intercourse itself – was noticed to be a taboo, apparently as nobody printed such photos.
Frankly, with the preponderance of so a lot of “men’s” magazines on the shelves, it was pretty simple to become inured to the photo spreads of all the wonderful girls. In my case, I became more interested in the male-female pairings that gave me an chance to view the naked males. Mind you, purchasing these “men’s” magazines allowed me to surreptitiously enjoy the sight of naked men with out the embarrassment of obtaining to plop down a copy of Playgirl on the counter for acquire. The store clerks had no clue, right after all.
Not genuinely recognizing my sexuality at that time (I was in denial, baffled, accustomed to heterosexuality), I married. For a while (perhaps a couple of years or so), I lived my life as a heterosexual husband, and figured that I would place my days of “experimentation” behind me. The homosexuality that I imagined I had left behind, nevertheless, returned and I found ways to go through gay porn without alerting anyone. My wife was a Playgirl reader also, although she had no notion that I was interested in it. Of course, on the occasions when she was not at house, I often perused her copy of the magazine. Sooner or later, our sex lifestyle grew to become non-existent. Now, I didn’t recognize it had anything to do with homosexuality, but chalked it up to her escalating size and our escalating inability to get along with each other.
Lacking a sex life, I turned much more and more to pornography, each on telephone and in magazines. This was the age extended just before the world wide web, so it was print media that ruled the porn market place. After a couple of a lot more many years of non-sexual and not-so-pleasant argumentative episodes, my wife and I split. I did commence dating other women, figuring that was my life circumstance, right after all (by no means admitting to becoming gay, but denying it to myself).
In my newly single daily life, of program, I had wonderful freedom, and I ordered up subscriptions to two mail-purchase catalogs (International Male and Undergear) which sold underwear that was alluringly portrayed in the catalogs by a selection of younger, good looking designs. Naturally, my masturbatory fantasies had been sated with these photos, and I began to tell myself issues like, “If I ever did get together with a man in a sexual context, it would have to be a person who looked like him.” In that way, I was able to proceed to deny my wishes and my innermost feelings all the while enjoying the fruits of my fantasies.