My earliest porn was found, hedge porn. As it was the mid 60's, not terribly exciting now, but when you are 12 it is just what you need.
Later, the act of buying the mag, was almost as exciting as what you did with it at home, albeit in a different way. (Although with some very disappointing sealed items, it probably exceeded the later excitement). Although I often didn't wait to get home, but headed straight for a carefully selected Gent's toilet - needed to have doors to the floor - to review the purchase and relieve a desperate hard-on. Edinburgh Gardens at the West End and Piccadilly Circus Tube Station where ones I remember using often.
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