Has it really been a full week since I was last here writing? It’s hard to believe it has but, here we are. I am, honestly, quite tired. So, I expect this post to be shorter than previous ones (cue audience cheering sound effect).
Amidst the blur that was last week, some exciting things happened. We reactivated Hinge; tried double cupping for the first time with my new jock shorts, the Shock Doctor AirCore, and my Shock Doctor Ultra jock and cup set; gathered materials in preparation for my current video game love, Phainon; and ordered a demisexual bowtie to wear to a themed drag night next week (for which I might even be bold and attend solo). Perhaps most impactful, however, was a brief exchange with our favorite, friendly Switch Pup in which “common sense” was raised.
You’ll recall from the last post how I detailed some of my fantasies with my old roommate. While debriefing, Switch Pup and I talked a bit about how secretive I was with him.
“Did I ever want to get caught? What if he got turned on by me using his gear like that?”
I won’t deny that, deep down, I would have loved to actually been sexually intimate with my roommate. I may not have known how to handle what I felt but I do know that I craved his touch, pleasure, and recognition despite him never showing any signs of being anything but straight. It was ultimately my complete fear of humiliation and loss that kept me in check.
One detail I neglected to mention was the fact that his girlfriend happened to be someone I had known from the day I moved into the dorms my freshman year. Honestly, I might have met her at an accepted student open house in the spring. Either way, the point is, I had known his girlfriend and her friend group for far longer than he had. She and I were part of a small academic program within a large university, so people got to know each other just as fast as gossip spread about them.
In the moment, despite the cravings and the pleasure, I had to evaluate the potential impact on my social capital and mental health. And, so, deciding that it was not worth it, I kept my head down and indulged in his scent when it felt safe to do so. As far as I know, I was never caught and we survived the year. He moved on and we lost touch while I remained friends with his (now long ex-) girlfriend.
At the end of our conversation, our friendly Switch Pup agreed that it was good that common sense prevailed. As a sophomore already exhibiting signs of anxiety and depression, the risks truly were too great. But, this got me thinking more about the role of common sense in jock and hypno kink and the sensibility of some of the suggestions that lay within files.
When You Sense Something is Wrong…
I’ll be a bit cheap here and not seek out links to conversations on these topics. Know that they’re out there. I’m just one burnt out, subby boy writing his thoughts down on a blog, after all.
There are plenty of posts and people out there talking about just how important it is to listen to pre-recorded, off-the-shelf erotic hypno content in a wakeful state. Just like being mindful of what you put in your body, you should be mindful of what you put in your brain! Sure, you can take comfort in knowing that suggestions you don’t agree with can be resisted. But, why spend time dropping to a file if you’re just going to wake up halfway through because it made you uncomfortable?
For me, suggestions that disrupt my sense of comfort often relate to what I view as common sense. And, quite honestly, many files often don’t follow that! It’s immensely frustrating to get fully in the zone, riled up by a hot voice saying hot things about being a dumb jock while you edge away or something, only to run right into a suggestion about seeking other jocks to ogle or try to have sex with in the locker room. I don’t think I own enough red to create a flag big enough for that!
Perhaps that’s a real fantasy for someone, and I’m not going to judge them for it, but, for me, that suggestion is absolutely terrifying. And, somehow, it comes up so often in erotic jock hypno content. I’m not even sure I can figure out why that would be because it contradicts my idea of common sense right down to its fundamentals. The locker room or the gym is not a space for lecherous behavior; it’s where I try to get in, do some cardio while hopefully not being perceived, and get out. I wouldn’t dare to violate someone’s safety or values in a public space like that.
I’ll make it clear that I’m not saying the gym 100% cannot and should not be a space for expression. To all you guys out there who feel comfortable wearing short shorts to show off your legs and ass, go for it! Power to you! I can only aspire to be that strong and confident some day. Maybe one day I’ll even feel confident enough to compliment you on how hard you’ve clearly worked to get to that point. But, in the end, that feels vastly different from trying to use the gym as a place to get some quick, muscular dick.
Perhaps there’s a way to implement safeties into suggestions like that. I, for one, am not sure what that would be, however. I also don’t think I need to be the one to find that answer. In the end, I’m just one hypno sub who knows this about themself and can negotiate this as a limit before a session. So, perhaps that becomes my takeaway for tonight. If you’re reading, what does common sense mean to you when it comes to eroticism? How does that interact with your limits? And how will you be able to express that and keep yourself and others safe?
– HypnoCron