You might not remember where it began, but you know it’s been there with you, for you and at times, against you.
Whether it’s because of the loud screams, the bare bodies or the different positions and penetrations – pornography probably has your number.
It’s brought about a culture of deception. You lie to your partner, to your friends, and maybe sometimes to yourself. You aren’t lying about it being a part of your life, but rather the extent to which it is part of your life or the ways in which it is a part of your life. It involves scripted intimacy that reiterates the deception.
It seems that this industry doesn’t have room for honesty.
That’s the ultimate deception. This is the industry that produces true intimacy, true honesty and unavoidable confrontation. This is where you reveal what you really like and how you really like it.
You could be the biggest fat-shaming, white, male racist, homophobic asshole in front of your friends but then jack off to chunky black men in the comfort of your home. That is the beauty and the magic of pornography. It doesn’t discriminate. Sure, the mainstream porn sites have your pretty, little white girl threesomes or your basic MILF action but you know that if you have a particular fantasy that someone out there has probably made it come to life.
Most people want to know your secrets but this is something you can truly keep to yourself. It’s fucking magical!
It’s probably the only time to yourself that you can appreciate wholeheartedly and look forward to. It’s the ultimate alone time, it gives you the chance to think and to wonder.
There is obviously a line that needs to be drawn. Reality has its place. It should surpass the porn. If your porn is overtaking your reality, then you need to get real. Be honest with yourself, open yourself up to the potentials of reality and work some of what you see into your sex life. There doesn’t need to be as big a line between your sex life and porn as you think.
P.S This is only if your porn is relatively safe and legal.
High Hedonism 