thinking about all of this.
The material in a Penthouse or Playboy 30 or 40 years ago is not the same as what someone sees, even on the main page, of a porn site.
I was younger than Mo, maybe, um...8 or 9 and of course a girl when I got a good look at some porn. It totally confused and scared me, yet I was curious, and went looking for its hiding place, examining it and become even more upset. It really gave me the idea of women being degraded, as in "why are they making her show her (fill in the blank) to everyone?"
I was afraid to tell my parents, and I knew they would blame me for looking at it. The stuff came into my hands when my father was sick with the flu. A neighbor, our tenant, called and asked my mother to send me over and pick up some magazines for my father to read while he was sick. I went over and he handed me a fairly large bundle, in a paper grocery bag, with the top turned over.
I knew that was weird, and there was something in there he didn't want me to see. So, of course I looked in the bag as soon as I got in my house. I was sure my parents would know I looked. I mean, I would have assumed my kid would have looked, that's only natural.
Oddly enough, if he had said to me "don't look in the bag" I wouldn't have. I was an obedient child.
Off subject, a few months before my mothers death, I confronted her with this, and asked her why she never went to the neighbor and chew him a new one for giving her daughter porn in a paper bag.
Basically, she said it was my fault for looking.
Anyway....boomer, is there any way YOU could talk to the boy in question about what he saw?
Of course you're not his parent, but maybe he would have a question/comment he's too afraid to tell them.