Until I reached 18, finding adult magazines was always a bit of a chore. Once I hit the legal age, I was scouring any location that would sell them. It wasn't until months later when I found a used bookstore that actually sold old adult magazines, including gay mags! I was so excited but nervous because I lived in a Southern State and was worried the older female clerk would give me looks. Regardless, I built up the nerve to purchase it and then raced home to look over my find.

Once home, I hurriedly flipped through the pages and felt my cock growing harder than ever. Page after page of hot cocks, men spreading their asses, and hot true stories from readers. I must have been only jacking off for a minute before I felt my body tense up as I pumped load after load onto my stomach. I must have masturbated at least 3 more times that night to that magazine. It soon replaced my regular straight adult mags, and I was soon on a mission to find more! Mind you, this was all pre-Internet days.

Eventually, the Internet was in every home and I was brave enough to even buy gay VHS tapes at the local ABS. One favorite movie of mine was 'Frisky Summer 3'. Oh wow, I have never jerked off to another film as much as that one. They always gave me the nerve to go back out to the ABS and hope to score some cock. Wondering if anyone out there has had similiar experiences? Favorite masturbating material?

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I used to go to this ABS near Penn Station in NY on my way home to LI, just to kind of check it out. Then I found Lady Boy magazines and I was hooked. I'd get hard just looking at them. Then I'd take them home, sometimes jacking in the bathroom on the train. Then once home, I'd pump load after load onto my stomach - sometimes hitting my face because those little honies got me so fucking hot!

Now I just can't get enough Tranny and TV porn.

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Like you, Weiner Sucker, I began jerking off with hot girlie magazines and, once I got my driver's license, I searched out any place I could find to buy them. What great fun it was beating off with those after my parents went to bed or everyone was out of the house!

But I really preferred to see naked guys and whan I was 14, I was lucky enough to be cleaning out a neighbor's garage when I stumbled on a small stash of European nudist magazines. I hid them with other mags that the old widow I was working for told me I could have and snuck them home. That night (and many other nights, too!), I turned those pages with trembling hands and gazed with pure, mouth-watering desire at those black-and-white shots of luscious-looknig cocks and balls and felt a hunger begin to grow in me that has never subsided! Looking at those pictures, I just fell in love with cock!

Then I was 18 and a college freshman and, in a chance encounter in the dirty men's restroom of the old Allentown, PA bus terminal (long since torn down), my hottest sex dream came true! In a mind-boggling moment, I found myself going into one of those shabby toilet stalls with a stranger, getting on my knees and watching in terrified fascination as he unzipped his fly and took his half-hard cock out for ME! Suddenly, I felt hypnotized and just couldn't take my eyes off that wonderful penis, amazed at how different, bigger and thicker it was than my own young meat! Before I even knew what happened, I found myself leaning toward the man and that luscious cock was deep within my wet mouth and I was sucking it like I was born to it! What an incredible thrill to be sucking a man's cock at last! And the thrill of sucking my first cock increased exponentially when I heard the guy groan aloud and he gripped my head with both hands and blew his load into my willing mouth! I just couldn't believe how good it felt to have a guy orgasm in my mouth or how good his cum tasted, so thick and musky and delicious! And I couldn't help but swallow every wonderful drop, either!

Fortunately for me, before leaving, that stranger scribbled his phone number on a scrap of toilet paper (!) and told me to call if I wanted to do this again. Of course, I had the "guilties" for a few days before I called him and he agreed to pick me up at the bus terminal on Friday afternoon for a hot weekend of man-to-man sex play at his place! I hitched a ride from my school and got there about an hour ahead of time. I decided to visit the news store across the street and check out the girlie mags I knew I'd find there. I perused the mags on the top shelf of that old-fashioned store under the watchful eyes ("This isn't a library!") of the scowling clerk and was shocked to find the far corner of that rack filled with hardcore magazines, taped shut, of course. But I was astonished to find that part of this hardcore offering was all-male hardcore! My heart skipped several beats as I sifted through that group of gay sex magazines and, scowling clerk or not, I knew I just had to have one of these!

So, with shaking hands and a heat rising inside me that I had never experienced before, I chose a magazine and walked slowly toward the counter, unable to lift my eyes to meet those of that old clerk, whose dissapproval was nearly palpable! And I will never forget that first gay hardcore mag I purchased that long-ago day, either! The title, so boldly proclaiming what I knew must be showing on my face, was "SECRET CRAVINGS: Men that hunger for sex with other men!" I had never seen such an erotic picture, either, and I can still see it to this day! The full-color cover photo depicted an obviously naked young man about the same age as I, on his knees in front of two older, equally naked men, their thick cocks hanging limply down, "70's-style"! The young man had his fingers wrapped gingerly around the base of each cock, holding them as though they were sticks of dynamite and looking shyly, but longingly up into the leering faces of his two male "love-instructors." The man on the right had a small, knowing grin on his face and had placed his hand on the back of the lad's head, ready to draw that up-turned face in close, knowing that the only thing that would satisfy the boy's secret craving was a taste of the man-flesh that hung between his legs! In an instant, I knew that I had the very same secret craving that that young man had and that nothing would satisfy my burning hunger except cock! Suddenly, I was so hot and went to pay for the magazine! I didn't even care that the grumpy clerk asked me for "proof," either! What a great weekend that was, too!

Then, in the early 80's, the all-male magazine "Inches" came out and I found myself regularly buying that delicious stuff! I remember that the early motto on the cover of that mag was "For men who enjoy big men..." It always made me so hot to choose Inches Magazine, and then openly place my copy on the counter in front of the store clerk, usually a guy, silently showing him that I was homosexual and that I enjoyed big cocks!

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Gloryhole Lover, you completely nailed it with "I fell in love with cock", as I have felt the SAME way since I first opened my first gay porn magazine. I consider myself a complete cock-worshipper, and after the first few times of hooking up with guys, having that cock in my hands and pressing it against my face was a turn-on like no other. I often become incredibly girlish once that cock is out and suddenly feel like I'm in another world. There's just something about dick that I love so much.

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Back in the 80's, I considered myself a straight guy, and really never had any inclination that I would enjoy sex with a guy.

My day of realization came when a girlfriend of mine and I were in a video store and wandered into "the back" (separated by strings of beads). She picked up a gay video and literally begged me to rent it, as she was very curious to see it. I was hesitant, but she assured me that nobody would think anything of it since "I'm with you and holding your hand", so I gave in. We also rented some straight porn, and a regular movie.

When we got back home, she immediately put in the gay video. I had NEVER seen anything like it in my life. As she sat there making facial grimaces and saying "ewww... gross", I found myself getting rock hard at what I was viewing. One guy in the video was giving the other guy a blowjob like I had never seen before... VERY hungry cocksucker. It was a huge turn on, although I didn't let her know.

After that, I began making trips to the ABS where I could view the gay videos in a private booth. I was too scared to buy or rent again, and that was a place that I could view it in private. It took over a YEAR of torturing myself watching the videos before i finally gave in to my urges and hooked up with another guy (in a booth in that very bookstore!).

Nowadays - my "Favorite JO Material" (as this thread suggests) is the internet!! So glad that we're living in an age where there's tons of FREE porn available with a simple click of the mouse. "Love The Cock" is a favorite site of mine, and I've probably JO'd to every video on there.

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Weiner_sucker, that is EXACTLY how I feel about cocks! I truly do worship them and have since those first nudist magazines! But then, after my lips first touched the heated tip of a man's cock, I just went crazy for it and just couldn't get enough! Lucky for me that my first male lover was not only a very horny man and a great teacher, but he had many bi and gay male friends that wanted my hot, 18-year-old stuff and he was perfectly willing to share me with them! For most of my college career, I lived with that guy and enjoyed totally uninhibited sex with hundreds of different men under his tutelage. What a great 3-1/2 years!

After I graduated college, though, my lover moved to the west and I didn't go with him. I tried to go straight and even married my high school sweetheart. That wasn't great but some good things did come out of our marriage. In fact the photographer who did our wedding was a dirty old man and, after we got our photos, he cautiously complimented my young bride's voluptuous figure and asked us if she'd be interested in posing nude for him. He quickly showed us some very tasteful nude shots of a few of his other brides and, although we were both blushing, we said we'd think about it. Secretly, I was really turned by my wife taking her clothes off and being photographed and having other men see the photos. I gently encouraged her to do it and she finally agreed. He started her off slowly with underwear and tit shots and the worked up to the total nude stuff. She would bring home samples after each session and it was a real turn-on for me to see them. Then one day, she came home all shaken and crying and told me that the photog had come into the room nude himself and had asked her to suck his cock. This guy was in his late fifties and really spooked her badly tothe point that she didn't want to go back. I feigned protest and told her I'd give him a piece of my mind! Well, I went and actually asked the guy if I could pose nude for him. He was a bit taken aback but said, "sure!" I slowly stripped for him as he shot away and then, completely naked and with a boner a squirrel couldn't climb, I asked how he wanted me to pose. He told me to just do whatever made me feel sexy. I began to strike every lewd and suggestive pose I'd ever seen in a girlie magazine. Well, that penny didn't take long to drop and befoer I knew it, we were both naked and I was sucking the guy's fat, dripping cock! We spent a lot of "sessions" together and he photgraphed me in hardcore sex poses with a number of men he provided. What a thrill! And wifey never found out either! So, you just never know when your going to strike it rich with men!

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It's similiar to a post I wrote way back about "cock worship" in that just sucking a cock wasn't enough. I love holding it in my hand, rubbing the head all over my face, and just sucking greedily on that swollen purple cock. That's precisely why I love going through the galleries here on this page! A shame that after all these years I haven't posted my own, so but I'm terribly tech-challenged. Never owned a digital camera, but suppose I'll have to make that leap.

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wow I felt the same way too

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(I'm taking this idea from a forum on Backpage.com).
How old were you when you sucked your first cock?? Tell us about it (I'm sure some of us will JO over it!)
Do you have any unusual "first time" stories for us to read?
I'm sure with the advent of the internet the 'first time age' for many boys/men will be getting younger and younger.

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I got into porn with some of the neiborhood kids when I was real young. I was about 11 and we would get on the computor at their house when their parents were not home. One of my friends had an older brother and we would sometimes get into his stash of magazines and videos. It was all straight stuff but I didn't care, as long as it was porn. I did notice early on that i was just as turned on looking at the hard cocks as by the pussies, maybe more so since i knew i had to keep it a secret from the other kids.

Even when i was in high school, my parents didn't let me have a computer in my room so I could not get porn that way. I was a horny freshman always looking for stuff to jack off to. There was a regular bookstore that I could get to on my bike. I noticed they had porn mags at one end of the rack with the regular mags. I would browse the magazines and have a regular magazine with a porn mag inside. I doubt I was really fooling anyone but I thought I was at the time and it gave me fantasy material for my several times a day jack off sessions.

I finally got brave enough to try and buy some. I picked a couple of different muscle mags and put some porn mags between them. I still remember what I picked, Jock, Torso, and Inches. I thought that with the muscle mags those titles would not be so obvious. It sounds silly now, but I was just a horny, desperate kid wanting to get off.

I looked at other porn mags getting turned on the whole time whole I waited for the right time. When no other customers were at the counter and only a couple of other people were browsing in another part of the store, I walked up and put the mags on the counter. The middle aged black women who had seen me in the store many times browsing rang up the magazines just scanning the corners for the prices without going through the stack and took my money without saying anything other than the usual small talk. As she was putting them in a bag I thought I was going to get away with it.

Then she noticed one of the covers and pulled it out from the others. It was the copy of Inches. She looked at the cover for a long moment then started flipping through the pages. I already felt my face turning red and imagined her calling my parents. She set the magazine down opened to the center spread. A photo of a well built hunk with a big, hard cock. Just a few moments earlier I was thinking about how I was going to be drooling over those pictures in my bedroom while stroking my dick. Now I felt my hands shaking and panic in my mind as she looked at the picture then looked at me and said, "are you sure you picked up the right magazines"? I just stood there looking at her trying to think of what to say. I felt like I was going to pass out or be sick. Then she leaned forward across the counter a little bit, looking me over slowly. My eyes followed hers down and I saw my still half hard cock stretching out my shorts, the outline of my shaft obvious. I looked up at her with fear in my eyes and she studied me for another moment, then she looked at the magazine again and as she put it in the bag she smiled at me and said, "it's ok honey, I have seen you looking at these before and I know it's hard for boys your age to feel the way you do". Then she laughed a little as she looked at my bulging shorts again and said, "it looks like you really do need these" and handed me the bag.

I walked out holding the bag in front of me and feeling incredibly relieved and turned on. I had some incredible orgasms jacking off with those mags and bought more several times when I was there while that woman was working and there were no other customers at the counter. She always flipped through the magazines for a moment while she rang them up and then would smile as she handed me he bag and tell me that she hoped I would enjoy them.

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