Wednesday, February 01, 2006

porn-ucopia

I just bought myself two more porn titles earlier at Crossing, whilst shopping for pirated DVDs. Initially, I set out to buy Sean Wolfe's book of gay erotica Close Contact. While I was also able to buy the said book (at 20% off, though I had to go from Megamall to Greenbelt 1 just to find it), I stopped by the MRT Shaw Boulevard station with hopes of finding Brokeback Mountain and Transamerica (both of which I was also able to buy... so now I'm practically broke again).

The two titles will be the 60th and 61st videos in my collection, if I remember correctly. Hehe. I've yet to recount. Of course, I co-own about a third of these videos with my friend Ryan. Then again, my estimates exclude my VHS tapes (2 of which are crammed with up to five titles each), those borrowed by friends (and never returned), as well as those that I've thrown away either out of guilt, boredom, or just because the videos plain sucked (no pun intended). And don't get me started with the magazines, video clips, pictures, and animated .GIF files stored at home and at the office. Hehe. As Miray points out, I'm such a porn addict. My excuse (taking a cue from House): at least it's not a problem. ^_^ Besides, I'm not getting any. Gimme a break.

Ironically, I was introduced to smut at the very ripe age of... 13? Yup, second-friggin-year in high school, when most of my classmates were reading those Xerex stories way back in second grade. Of course, in the mid-90's, [straight] porn was limited to erotic stories and Playboy magazines. And the usual VHS tapes passed around the class. Then there're those animated .GIF files that were "played" in MS-DOS mode. The first time I watched a triple-X film, I went straight to confession and burned the tape afterwards. HAHAHA!

When I came out at 15 and was introduced to M&M's (not the candy), Ryan (my first pornographer) supplied me with pictures stored in 3.5" floppy disks. Eventually we upgraded to Playgirl egroup mailing lists (back when picture attachments were still archived), which led me to my Greenhills adventures in finding a hard (again no pun intended) copy of the magazine -- which, by the way is soo expensive at P700. Then came the quest for VHS tapes at P250. Then the Crossing VCDs at P100. ^_^

Now I can buy a friggin' DVD copy at P80 (or cheaper), though of course its "integrity" is questionable these days -- either the content of the DVD is not the same as the supposed title, or the DVD is not at all playable. I can also buy bulk orders via SMS with my "suppliers". Or I can (or used to) download free videos via Rapidshare links at Google groups. Hehe. Amazing how technology works. As one song off the Broadway musical Avenue Q says, the Internet is for porn. ^_^

2 comments:

inarage said...

The first time I watched a triple-X film, I went straight to confession and burned the tape afterwards. HAHAHA!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Hows abouts this: a couple of years after going to third base, I confess in our annual retreat thingie, and I end up praying decades of the rosary. Gaddem priests not getting any, either.

celwinster said...

KEEP THE FAITH PJ.