I always used inet porn. Never bought DVD's or magazines, nor did I save much on my comp. I moved in with my, at the time, gf and discovered a tote full of porn. Everything from black hung dongs and booty, to gay porn, lesbian porn, to schoolgirls. I laid the tote out and said WTF.... Do you want to watch first. Hah it was awesome

My stash
 

I know this is an old thread but I just discovered it and it brought up a few memories I'd like to share:

Back in the 1960's when I was a kid of about 10 years old, I grew up in a small rural town and would often walk along the main road in town just for something to do. Occasionally, along the side of the road I would run across a nudie magazine or even an underground hardcore rag, full of B&W hardcore photos. These were, as far as I could tell, shared at work and then tossed out of passing cars on the way home because the original owner was afraid to get caught with them at home. Anyway, after thumbing through them, I would dutifully turn them over to my dad for proper disposal.

Fast forward a couple of years and I am about 12 years old and rummaging around in my dad's closet for some reason and I run across an old box up on the top shelf. When I open it up, I am amazed to find all those mags, safely stored away. I was shocked to realize that he'd kept all of them for his own use! (DUH!) That was when I realized the collector's value of porn and that was the last time I ever handed one over to him and I began my own stash!

In fact, around that same time, my mom was changing the sheets on my bed and found a Playboy that I had hidden between my box spring and mattress. She put it back but told my dad about it. It was then that he decided to sit me down for "The talk". Of course, by that time he was a little too late. I had it mostly figured out by then! He told me about mom's discovery and said it was ok, that all boys get curious, but that I should find a better place to hide it.

("The talk", incidentally, had nothing to do with birds OR bees. It did, however, include a demonstration with a female electrical outlet and the male end of a lamp cord. He simply slammed the plug into the outlet and asked, "Get it?" I could barely contain my laughter when the light bulb in the lamp lit up and glowed brightly! Well, I had seen the light and I was off and running! I eventually discovered a cave in the woods behind my house and it became the repository for my growing collection.

About a year later, when I was 13 and on summer break from school, an adult bookstore/theatre in a neighboring town partially burned and the building was condemned. The place closed and someone brought in a huge dumpster for all the refuse. It did not take long for word to get around among my group of friends, that there was a goldmine in that dumpster! Along with charred lumber, scorched masonry and waterlogged flooring material, there were 1000's of books and magazines, 8mm tapes and all sorts of toys to be mined from it. That dumpster kept us busy every night for about 2 weeks as me and my buddies went for the gold! Soon, it became obvious that none of my friends had a place big enough to store all the goodies they were hauling back each night. I saw my chance to take advantage of their misfortune and share in all the plunder so I let them in on my secret, The Cave. Everything was gathered together, placed in plastic bags for protection and stored in The Cave. We would meet there occasionally, thumb through magazines, read stories and then because we didn't really know what to do with all the excitement, we would beat the shit out of each other with the rubber dildos!

Unfortunately, not everyone would put stuff back in the bags or reseal the bags correctly and most of the books and mags did not last the summer. Things began to disappear also. When we finally located a projector at a friend's house and we knew his parents were to be gone for the whole day, we set up a viewing. At the appointed time, a group of 5 or 6 of us met at The Cave. We dug through the bags for the movies and found they were all gone! We never found out who took them all but that was the end of our perverted little club. Surrounded by unreadable and waterlogged books and picture magazines and empty cardboard 8mm movie boxes, we gave up and disbanded.

My stash now, consists of a couple of books and magazines, but mostly toys, DVDs and VCR tapes, some of which belong to my wife and some belong to me. They are all stored in boxes under the bed or in our bedroom closet. What will happen to everything when we are gone or who will end up with it all? Who knows but I hope the kids enjoy it all!

No need to worry !
 

I don't have to worry about what happens to my porn stash if I should die because my whole family loves porn and always has. Long ago when I was growing up there were only books and magazines and some videos. Then came the internet ! No need to have a "stash" . Just pick a particular interest and there are countless sites to choose from. Everyone in our family has a computer and if we find a particular site one of us likes we simply bookmark it. Our family has always been very open and liberal so clothing is optional in and around the house, as is masturbation. This outlook started when I was growing up and my older sister and I were allowed to be naked whenever we wanted and allowed (even encouraged) to experiment as we grew up. This attitude prevails in our present family ! We are usually naked most of the time and enjoy masturbation and exhibitonism. Evidentally, we are not alone if you just look at the posts and pics available here as well as countless other web sites providing amateur porno willingly . Our daughter had mentioned quite some time ago what a great source it was for masturbation and cock sucking techniques. What could I do but agree ? Like I said. What stash ?

My wife .....
 

Before we met mentioned that we both had porn collections . That sparked off the relationship! To me this sheila is one in a billion.!! We both still enjoy porn 20 years later. I have my fetishes but her no as much .

My wife loves porn movies. I have used movie maker to put together various clips from different movies - she does not want to waste time with the cock sucking - she likes to see a cock sliding in and out!!!

Ummmm...she wasn't underage in those was she? If so, that would be considered child pornography.

Regardless of age, that seems like some high level abuse

Replacing the Lockers at the Arsenal
 

One of the products I sell in my business is lockers. The kind you used in high school. Both street lockers and gym lockers. We sell them, install them, and repair them.

There are some large businesses that manufacture lockers and they have their own salesmen that call on their distributors (like me) and on general contractors in an effort to get their products specified for large projects like schools and government entities, schools and factories being their bread and butter

About 25 years ago, before the internet, the sales rep for Penco Metal Products came to me and asked if I would be willing to install a large locker order he was working on. He believed he would be getting the order and was looking for a company that could assemble the lockers and install them. Our part of the project would be to remove and dispose of the old lockers and assemble and install new lockers. I should note, at the time, most lockers came knocked down in a box and you had to put the panels together to make the locker. It was a freight saving issue.

I paid a visit to the jobsite with him, looked over what had to be done and submitted my price. I will note at this time that all the lockers had integral key locks. Not a padlock that could be cut off, but a real key style lock built into the door. No one had the keys and they had not been opened in years. I couldn't look in the lockers to see if there was anything in them. To remove them we would have to break into them and we were responsible for removing the lockers and their contents.

I submitted my price and we got the job.

Six weeks later the lockers arrived. I had one crew start assembling the new lockers and headed over to the site with another crew to begin removing the old lockers.

The site was an old US Arsenal that had been making cannon barrels for a long time. The old lockers were WW2 era lockers. I had made arrangements with a scrap metal dealer to place a 30 yard container near the locker rooms. We would fill the container with the old lockers and he would remove them and pay me for the steel. He had one condition. The lockers had to be empty. Whatever was in the lockers had to be removed.

As you might imagine, or not maybe, this being an arsenal where cannon barrels were manufactured, a lot of blue collar guys worked there. And boy, did they like their porn. Not every locker, but I recall about every other locker had some type of sexually explicit material in it. We are talking about hundreds of lockers having to be broken open and whatever was in them removed and disposed of.

The first couple of lockers we opened we looked at the stash, passed it around, stacked the magazines neatly in a corner and moved on. It soon became apparent that porn was not going to be a rarity and we started throwing the magazines into the center of the room with the idea of sorting through it at the end of the day. Two hours after we started, we had enough porn magazines to start our own adult book store and we were only halfway through the first room.

At the end of the day we had a pile of smut magazines that was probably 3 feet high and 10 feet in diameter in the center of the room. I was going to have to come up with some way to dispose of it. Or so I thought.

The guys that worked at the Arsenal started at 6 AM. We started at 8 AM. Apparently, a few of the early birds looked in to see what we were doing, saw the pile of smut and grabbed some, told the rest of the early birds what was going on, and by the time we got there the next morning half the pile was gone.

And so it went. We would break the lockers open and throw the smut on the floor in the middle of the room and go home, and sometime during the early morning the smut fairies would come and take the magazines away. I saw so much smut that summer that I lost interest in looking at it.

I don't recall exactly how big the project was, but I seem to recall that we removed over 1,000 lockers, some that were not replaced. The old clothes and boots in the lockers went to Goodwill, the lockers and other metal went to the scrap dealer, and the porn just disappeared.

It's killing me that so much vintage porn was cast to the winds! That could have made an amazing library - it really is rare stuff! The dollar and stroke value of what got "redistributed" that day is staggering...

Don't worry
 

Don't worry. The guys probably just put it in their new lockers!