I guess because we have been around so long, some folks forget that Homegrown Video is still one of the best places to sell your homemade sex tapes. If you are already into sharing your self shot amateur porn with folks then the next best thing is to try and get some cash for it... and that is where we step in. We have a site called www.homegrownsubmittals.com and you can get a ton of answers to common and not so common questions other amateurs like yourself need answers for.

You are also welcome to hit us up here at Xhamster with any questions and we will be happy to help.

No malarky here. Just a bit O'luck of the Irish and you can make $100 bucks for first prize, $50 for second, or a whole year free of Homegrown Video!

Make a St. Patty's day themed fan sign for Homegrown Video and if Lani picks yours to win then don't worry about kissing some Blarney Stone because you will be thanking your lucky charms.

Everyone that actually creates a fan sign will get a free month to www.homegrownvideo.com too so every one is a winner that enters the contest.

Go n-eiri an t-adh leat. "Good luck!"

Homegrown Video has been around since 1982 so you have to figure that somewhere along the way,by virtue of lessons learned in the school of of hard-on knocks, we would create our own style. In essence, almost magic, definitely fantastic,we make amateur porn to drink in then savor the years casked in our immense library which improves with aging, year by year. By distilling the essence of what we do into a fine sip of single malted purposefullness, full of the fire of inspiration, an erotic dance of light and shadow, simmering, heated to hot as hell, filtered through and through, salted of the earthy peter peckers of your neighbors still sexy and horny after all these years.

We pour it on. Taste the joy we have in making it! Let the warm glow of orgasm wash over you and fill you with amber waves of grainy video that finds perfection in its imperfections, coursing through you with the joys of sex until you are d***k with happiness, sated in the throws of sexual bliss!

I have always loved the unexpected when it comes to sex. Nothing like the quickie in the bathroom while the rest of the plane is wondering when the drink cart is finally going to roll by, or the birthday threesome you always fantasized about finally coming to fruition. It is the little twists and turns in the road to orgasm that make the ride so much more interesting than a straight run up a well trekked trail that offers few to no surprises.

Sometimes though, you go so far off the trail that there is no map of a way back and you end up not even caring if you want to go back at all because you become perfectly fine with where you end up. You take another step and there you go! Falling into the rabbit hole you end up in a place where down is up and up is down.

Just like a few mornings back when I tried to put the morning sex sneak on Lani. Waking her up with my hard on staring her in the face like a one-eyed purple people eater, rigid, and ready to pounce. Hungry and enthusiastic and looking to satiate itself on that most important orgasm of the day, breakfast sex, that little monster was practically spitting venom. Hissing and ready spew, it was staring her right between the eyes. "Sssssssssssssx" It said.

"I am not going to suck your dick." Lani said so matter-of-factly that you might as well have published it as the definitive tome on the brilliant subject of no, never, don't even think about it. The little raging b**st of course couldn't understand English so it wasn't grasping the message at all and it continued to jump and twitch and yap like a chihuahua that has cornered a mouse.

"No, I am not going to suck your dick." She said again, but this time she added something. Actually, make that more than something. Make that everything. She added everything that could possibly blow my mind and shut me up and even calm the hungry b**st raging between my legs enough so it would just sit still for a second.

"I won't suck your dick but you can put it in my ass..." She said.

Down is up and up is downtown riding like a Texas Ranger in Bootieville due east of Butte in a place called Mountanass, where the sun never shines but the skies are not cloudy all day. How did I get here? Don't matter, no, don't matter at all. In fact... What an excellent view! Yippy-yi-ti-O! Up your asshole like a cootie cowboy poopshooter a'blasting away with his sex gun and raising up a ruck-ass! Now that is what I call living life to the fullest!

What a great way to start the day... but now my face hurts from smiling and my hands are blistered from all the chores and so many honey-do's I have been doing the last few days.

Hey there Xhammies!

We are doing a contest for Valentine's Day (which also happens to be my birthday but don't worry you don't have to get me anything... unless of course you want to then you can get me anything with a "hello kitty" on it)

For the contest, we want you to make a Homegrown Video Valentine. "What is that?", well, glad you asked.

A Homegrown Video Valentine is a short video where you can do whatever you want but you have to include what you love about Homegrown Video. Do you like our cream pie videos? How about hairy bush? What about milfs like me? It can be however long you want to make it. We of course would love for it to be sexy and fun but you can feel free to express that any way you want to, just make sure to include "Homegrown Video".

The best video will be rewarded with a $100 bucks and a one year membership to Homegrown . All submissions will get rewarded with a one year membership to Homegrown too so everyone wins!

Here is what you need to do:

1. Make a video
2. Include what you love about Homegrown Video
3. Upload your video to your profile and let us know so we can check it out

(You are welcome to do more than one if you want to improve your chances to win.)

The crumpled box of videos was on the floor. The dust covered tapes were piled in it like it was a garbage can and not the treasure trove of content that made Homegrown Video the pearl of amateur content the world over. I recognized some of the content in the box, of course, because it was stuff that I had mailed in about a year previously. Unfortunately, I had gone elsewhere while waiting to find out why Homegrown hadn't purchased them so I couldn't even use my own homemade porn! The good news was there were other tapes in the box and they were still available for purchase. I just had to give them a look and see what we wanted to do.

Like everything Homegrown, the beauty was in the eye of the beholder. Some of the scenes looked ok. Some were wrapped with review notes made by Greg, Homegrown's previous owner. The notes were helpful though somewhat cryptic, like "Ask her about where the double dildo is". Some scenes turned out to be like ninety minutes worth of action of a guy's naked hairy ass and balls going up and down apparently fucking something that could have been a pillow or perhaps a person but one couldn't really tell with so much ass and balls in the frame.

One tape stood out though. It had a title "Sex Ed" and I thought to myself, "Awesome, that is just the sort of sex positive ideal that I want Homegrown to represent!" So I started watching the tape and everything seemed fine. An older lady, we would say "mature" niche nowadays, was instructing two young ladies about safe sex. She was using a dildo to show them how to put a condom on and I was thinking "fantastic - this really is sexy and educational". Then she said something that just plain freaked me out.

"Now go show your father what you learned." She said.

I had a good hunch that sort of thing was i*****l but I wasn't sure. I grabbed at the paperwork to make sure the girls were over 18. Yes, they were over 18, but sure enough, everyone in the video had the same last name. They all had the same address. They all lived in Waco Texas. Now this was just after the raid on the Branch Davidian religious cult ranch that turned into a bl**dbath in the same town. Obviously, something in Waco was bringing out the whackos. I lived in Texas and Texans will proudly say they are a bit touched in the head, but even Texans think folks from Waco are crazier than the rest. Since everything is bigger in Texas you can say that "crazy" takes on a whole new level of weird there which means Waco is the rodeo stampede of weird on parade.

Suffice to say, I didn't care if that sort of stuff was legal in Waco or anywhere else. I didn't car if they were all legally consenting adults. I just decided that there and then we would always have to draw the line for ourselves what was ok or not ok.

We threw those tapes out in the same scrappy cardboard box we found them in. I left the back door open so a breeze would vent through and bring in some fresh air. Back to cleaning the dingy littly Lakeside office and polishing up the Homegrown brand.

In 1992, Homegrown Video was sold by blind auction in a bankruptcy proceeding in San Diego. Only a few turned up to bid, and we were lucky enough to win it, apparently the others put a lot less up and we won by a wide margin. Of course we could've kicked ourselves senseless for not shooting lower for a better bargain but we were happy. We knew even at the price we paid that we were still getting an incredible deal.

We didn't care about the old editing system, and the video duplicators were in a shambles. All that mattered was getting the rights to the immense library, amateur videos submitted since 1982 and still coming in despite the company's difficulties. In fact, the was a box of tapes that had been submitted but not yet purchased that even included the original tapes of my amateur porn movies that I had sent in almost a year prior.

We had a few things to do immediately. First we had to get rid of all the junk copies of videos that were recorded on such poor quality cassettes that they would literally destroy a person's vcr. These were the inventory of the original owner and part of the reason for his demise. Rumor held that some shady and desperate deals with the Israeli mob had been the problem. They had destroyed the companies credit, bleeding all the cash out of the business, while manufacturing such low-grade copies of the videos on the worst cassettes possible. Unhappy distributors would them send back in huge boxes. Half the tapes would be broken and the rest were on the verge of breaking. We spent about eight hours throwing them against a brick wall, our first official act of being in business. By the end, there was literally a pile of broken vhs cassettes and magnetic tape about five feet high.

The next order of business was to look in the box of videos that had been submitted but not yet paid for...

(tbc)

Back in the day, about a million years ago, when amateur porn was still really and truly amateur homemade porn, not the slickly produced money hungry machinations of today's super savvy freaks d'erotique looking for the big breaks and willing to suffer a prolapsed asshole, herpes, or worse getting there, the original Homegrown Video owner operated in a place called Lakeside California. East of San Diego, far enough from the ocean's breezes and sandy beaches walked by uber-hotties on parade in skimpy bathing suits framing well toned tanned bodies greased with lotions that smell of lust and coconuts, Lakeside was in those days like a ghost town. It was a hellish place that the living left in 1955 for places less menacingly hot, with no barbed twiggy tumbleweeds rolling through the main street chased by coyotes looking for mama's babies to eat. The only denizens that remained were those that death hadn't relieved from the duties of the living, the bell-jarheaded vets that were too tough for WWII to kill and too happily miserable left well outside of mankind's wicked follies, the d***ks that couldn't work their way into a lucky break that would afford them an easy street escape, the single liquor store owner waiting for the last customer to come in and drop a scabby liver and a buck for a bottle of Thunderbird on the counter, and few honest to God on a dead indian's moccasins true cowboys that were busy trading cattle in for ostriches and waiting for the rodeo to come back every year after dustier than the last dust bowled year.

And in that place that only a tarantula could love, there was a little shop on the dirty street through the center of the dirty town where folks could send in their dirty little homemade sex videos called Homegrown Video.

When we first took over we went out there and we talked to the original owner, Greg, and he told us the grand tall tales of the heydey of amateur porn, when people that truly loved sex were making the videos for the folks that loved to jerk off and were sick of the crap Porn Valley USA had become known for shitting out on an unsuspecting public. He told us how the swinger known as "Deina" worked for Homegrown and how she used to bring customers that walked in the front door back into the back room and how she would suck them off while the row upon row of duplicators were churning out copies of Homegrown smut.

Ahh... the good ol'days of amateur porn... where have they gone?

Well, we might've moved the company out of Lakeside, but we didn't move the amateur out of Homegrown I am proud to say!

Life on the porn set is oftentimes a weird combination of unexpected serendipity and unbridled carnality, usually, more often than not, when you least expect it. I had learned to appreciate this early on, to be patient for it - that moment when the Universe smiles down and opens up to allow fate and pleasure to walk together hand in hand down the path to erotic bliss. Even better when the whole magic of the moment is captured on video... Trying to f***e those occasions was always a mistake. Better to let nature take its course.

Taz was still very new to shooting amateur sex videos, Continue»

I actually started out by making my own homemade sex videos. In fact, it was when I lived in Venice CA and used to visit the Odyssey Video store where I discovered Homegrown Video, they were in the back of the store, looked literally handmade, big ass VHS tapes packed in cheap plastic cases with a mimeographed cover sheet tucked in.

At the end of the tapes it said "send in your home sex tape and get up to $20 per minute!" Well, as a young Dead fan looking for more ways to get cash for hitting the road with to follow the tour that just seemed absolutely genius. But it didn't happen right away... There was a period of great deliberation then at a show in Berkeley I finally had the revelation, with the aid of powerful hallucinegenics to completely open channels between the unconsciousness of yearning and the hyper-realization of the "what-the-fuck-is-my-purpose-in-this-world" reality; it became clear... amateur porn would be the road, the rainbow to follow, the reason and purpose in a world where otherwise nothing would ever make more sense.

We made some videos. We sent them to Homegrown Video. We waited. And we waited. And trust me, we waited longer than anyone we ever make wait now plus no one would fill me in on what was happening.

Then finally I got the call. The company was actually in a bankruptcy proceeding and the Trustee was calling me to see if we would participate in a BBC documentary that ended up on HBO called "Shock Video". And by the way, would we like to buy a porn company? One thing led to another. I borrowed money from my Mom. A dream became reality and reality became a fantasy folks could enjoy again and again.

Now how crazy is that? Now I can say that I am not just the president of Homegrown but also a member... ;-)

1. When you are old and grey and tired from chasing the nurses around in your wheel chair coming back and rolling video of the good ol' days will come in handy, so to speak...

2. You won't get anything from Publishers Clearing House if you send your amateur sex tape to them instead.

3. Because all our Xhammie buddies have heard you bragging about how great you are in the sack and they want proof...

4. Nothing says "I love porn" quite so much as a hot homemade sex tape that you let other folks watch and get off on - bringing smiles and orgasms to a world desperately in need of more happiness.

5. BECAUSE HOMEGROWN VIDEO ACTUALLY PAYS YOU FOR YOUR AMATEUR SEX VIDEOS!

Hey all, Tim, aka Farrell, here... seen some comments about whether or not some of our stuff is "amateur" so thought I should jump in to clarify.

For the record, Homegrown does know the difference between true blue shot at home Saturday night and a six pack style amateur porn and the more professional variety. We don't try and hide the fact or mislead in any way; Homegrown was founded on that type of stuff, in fact it was the first to distribute true amateur vids, and even though it seems harder and harder to find these days we still do our best to keep it alive.

But...

We had to keep up with market trends and try and find our own way in the deep dark forests of pro-am, gonzo, reality style content and over the years we have launched lines that did feature more "pro" style amateur stuff. We do our best to make it clear which is which. Some like one. Some the other. Still others love or hate everything we do. All we can do is just do our best to make almost everyone happy and keep to one abiding all encompassing ideal, namely, that the folks in our scenes are having a genuine good time.

Often times, we do get submittals from people that are just starting out. Three months later and they become superstars that everyone has seen on every site or dvd out there. We think amateur porn fans are smart enough to see, and feel, the difference between that fresh first time experience and the more practiced and perfected performance. If someone goes on to be a big star then more power to her or him. We take pride in saying that we knew them "when".