Honestly?
Nope, not Nat’l. Geo. - Sears catalog nailed up in the outhouse. Not kidding here - those foundation garments were SEXY!
Close… but I was even more depraved. My mom had this big thick medical book that featured a few sketches of vaginae and women doing self breast-examinations. Yep.
Nah. Victoria’s Secret catalogs. Hot stuff, man.
Joe
Before Playboy, there was this small sized magagazine called Tab.
It was all porn to me when I was 6. Catalogs, almost any magazine, Fantasy Island, Wonder Woman dolls (I had several), you name it. Like any self-respecting male knows, porn isn’t an actual thing, it is a state of mind and it come come from anywhere if you don’t have the official stuff. National Geographic was good because it was graphic but its quality as porn was a little suspect. The idea of real boobs was better in idea rather than practice because they were usually hanging half-way down to a termite mound and a bone through the nose isn’t my idea of fuck-me jewelry either. An episode of Bewitched or The Beverly Hillbillies with Ellie Mae were much better for daily fare.
I am dying laughing. Extra funny to me, because I had a nose ring made of bone.
Actually, this was the early porn I could get by with looking at in the elementary school library (a one room affair back in those day) Had the native issues memorized for easy selection.
There’s a position I haven’t tried yet 
There was some New Guinean ceremony, I think, where the women mimicked giving birth by standing over a bunch of men, nude, lying in a row (face down) as another man crawled through the human tunnel over them. All those nice butts in a row…
Nope. My father’s Playboy, Penthouse and Oui mags were. Oh yeah and my stepmother’s Playgirl.
Yes. I remember one particular photo of a naked man, from behind. You couldn’t see his dick, but it did appear in his shadow.
There was also a book about anatomy and drawing the human figure (both of my parents were artists).
No, because it’s not remotely porn.
Gee, next you’re gonna be saying that about scrambled Cinemax. Thanks for destroying some of my earliest childhood memories of nipples.
Not only is it not remotely porn, I can’t actually recall seeing more than a couple of issues containing pictorials featuring naked tribal women- and I’ve read a lot of National Geographic magazines over the years.
I’m kinda with Shagnasty here. Women’s magazines (thanks mom, for subscribing to Cosmo!), pin-up art that appeared in Omni, lingerie sections of catalogues, Lynda Carter on TV, the traditional porn found in the woods, Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Issues, comic books with good girl art, art books, music videos. Girlie posters when I was old enough to walk to the mall and visit Spencer Gifts by myself. Our neighbor got some lame “adult novelty” catalogue called Mellow Mail that occasionally ended up in our box, which was always a happy day. Frankly, National Geographic never got used as porn; the women depicted weren’t my cup of tea.
Nope.
My brother had some Playboys, my father had a stack of Penthouses. But the first time I actually rubbed one out, it was to Puritan.
When I voted I was thinking, “Nope, Sears.” But it seems **Rigamarole **had been spying on me all along. Ah how the internet has changed things.
Well, it was the first place I saw a photograph of a naked man, which startled me, but I didn’t view it in a sexual manner.
What caught me off guard just recently and then tickled my sense of human is that I brought in several Burne Hogarth drawing books to show my art classes, and I prefaced each introduction with a very grave, “so that you may make an informed decision, if you find nudity offensive, you will not want to look at this book. Because it shows boobies. And buttocks.” It was total CYA on my part, because I didn’t want some parent calling and screaming at an AP, but where I expected a near stampede on the part of the boys, they’re reaction was a distinct “meh”.
And then I realized: they’ve had Internet porn their whole lives. Drawings of naked boobies was wholesomely boring to them.
Wholesome ?
Unfortunate in my humble opinion. Desensitization is nothing desireable to aspire to.