![]() I’m fairly confident Grandma and I will never talk about it. So I called my sister the next day and told her. My family has mastered the art of not talking about things, at least directly. After several minutes of painful and complete silence I simply said, “I’m kind of tired, Grandma, I think I’ll go to bed.” And that was that. I took a deep breath, feeling my face burning red, and slowly slid away from G-ma. Finally, flustered and unable to stop the peep show, I just slammed the laptop shut. And this was G-ma’s response to seeing some random dude in all his glory: “ Ohhhhhhh.” Immediately my fingers fumbled across the keyboard, in an effort to close iPhoto, only to forward through several more naked photos. Full on, hard penis, legs spread, gay porn. I accidentally showed my 88-year-old grandmother gay porn. While sitting next to my grandmother showing her pictures that I had taken at the Iowa State Fair, I inadvertently entered into a very special and very private section of pictures in iPhoto. Well, my history with porn strangely came full circle this past summer when I was home visiting my grandma. I think this model (on left) is actually Ashton Kutcher's dad. It was like being allowed to visit a guy’s locker room–without the teasing and shame and threats of swirlies. And when my Grandma would receive her quarterly catalog, I was in underwear heaven. You see, the JC Penny catalog had like a 5 or 6 page spread of men in their underwear. Which is why I loved my new best friend…the JC Penney Catalog. And from that moment on, I was incredibly curious about men’s anatomy. It was enough to fully pique my interest. But I can still describe to you in full detail the man (including his feathered, bleach blond hair and 80s porn ‘stache). Honestly, I don’t remember much about the woman in the picture. Without getting too graphic, let’s just say I learned on that very special afternoon a lot about human anatomy. We did not discuss problems or even really have any kind of discussions at all. My parents were not what I would call communicative. Honestly, 24 years later, I still haven’t thanked Bret for what would be my initial lesson in sex education. But, I was lucky, Bret was already a porn “pro” and was able to explain to me what all the parts were and what they did. As I entered his bedroom that special day, I had no idea what awaited me. Evidently he had been slowly stealing Hustler magazines from his dad’s collection. A friend of mine named Bret invited me to his house to show off his stash. It all started in 1985 when I was in 5th grade. And I treat it like I try to treat anything else in my life: Moderation in all things. eh hm.Īnyway, in the interest of full disclosure, here’s my perspective. So please don’t turn my blog’s comment section into a porn discussion board. And I’m not here to discuss the benefits or detriments of porn. There is room in this world for all of you. ![]() Some of you may have numerous online subscriptions to various porn websites. And I’m sure that all of you have strong feelings about this topic. Now, I realize that I have a rather diverse, yet small, group of readers. Over the last several weeks, however, I feel like I finally have turned the corner and am on a new and much improved street.īut let’s get back to what I’m sure caught your attention in the first paragraph. I’ve been drinking too much and watching too much TV, not to mention watching too much porn. Frankly, I just haven’t felt like writing or being creative. I’ve been going through a tough time since the break-up. ![]()
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