By the time I was 16, I had the ability to get ahold of: porn, the "Parental Advisory" version of any album I wanted, bootleg Doctor Who tapes, pirated software, illegal radio transmitters and jammers, alcohol, cigarettes, pot, magic mushrooms, LSD, GHB, and even cocaine. I had the chemistry know-how (NOT from the Anarchist's Cookbook. That stupid-ass rag is a just a good way to get yourself injured, poisoned, or worse.) to make some explosives, jellied gasoline (Not actually napalm, but functionally the same thing.), and my own model rocket engines and fireworks. I had access to guns; though those would have had to be returned to their owners. And this all was before I had any internet access at all.
Some of those took some work or time to acquire. Some took work on my part to create. I didn't have the money for cocaine, but I could have bought if I had. Others I had no interest in. But all of those were available to me if I had the time, inclination, and money.