Porn is my longest relationship

Porn is my longest relationship
SEX PLAY / Happiness is a life spent around cameras

My relationship with porn started when I was 10 years old. My oldest brother had been shacking up with a girl named Mary and things didn't work out, so he moved back into the basement of the family farm complex. With him came a VCR and a massive collection of straight porn.

It was the summer so I had the entire day to myself to watch porn. I was supposed to be weeding the garden, but I would sneak to the basement as soon as the rest of the family headed to the back fields and start watching smut. When I heard the sound of my brother's car approaching I'd rush back to my green pepper patch, never getting caught. I remember being introduced to Ron Jeremy and finding his massive schlong interesting, and I remember a series featuring a dirty-talking ceramic rat. The rat was positioned on the headboard of the star's bed, and it would talk to him before and after an encounter, but the film was so low budget you could tell that the rat was being voiced by the cameraman.

I was too young to even jerk off, but for some reason I found porn compelling and became obsessed. I got turned on watching the straight guys fuck the chicks, and would fast-forward through the scenes with ugly male models. My brother only lived in the basement for the summer, and when he moved out, he took the porn collection with him.
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