Do you fantasize about getting pounded by guy after guy at a bathhouse, glory hole or a cruising park near your house? Do you have trouble getting on hookup apps and messaging a guy to work your ass?

What if I said you could unlock your best, sluttiest self through the power of hypnosis? Would you believe me? We dived into the possibility of abusing our subconscious mind and having fun and tried gay hypnosis audio.

Did it work? Read on to see if we became gay hypnosis slaves eager to buttfuck and service many men–or if all the hoopla left us sleepy. Very sleepy.

Finding Gay Hypnosis Porn: Treasure Island Media, Tommy Haine and the Shadow Priest

While Treasure Island Media’s Hard On Party in London made a triumphant return this year, the studio is constantly hard at work at new, gay bareback scenes, as well.

One particular flick from 2008, Mezmerize, took the idea of hypnosis and made it into an entire adult film concept, later referenced on the company’s blog Tim News, allowing me to find this for myself. In the blog, Tommy Trash details the power of mental submission and brainwashing that anyone can adopt to become sluttier and hornier than they could ever imagine.

It was time to investigate further and see if the hypnosis expert Treasure Island Media swears by could do the same for me.

The Test

Deciding on the suitable hypnosis tape by the title was much harder than expected. Do you go with “Brainwashed Whore,” “The Manchurian Fucktoy” or “Mindless Fuck Toy”?

After a long thought, I decided on “Green Light to Whore,” which mentions that it will “open you to live your fantasies and go be a hole for real men to fuck.”

Sounds good to me! One key element I knew would be necessary was:

1. Trying the hypnosis tape more than once; I gave myself a week
2. Running through the entire hypnosis audio (some days, I listened twice in a row!)
3. If I got distracted or wasn’t “in the zone,” I should stop and try to do it again later.

I settled on listening to the audio every morning, sometimes combining it with some light stretching and Pilates (something I’ll typically try to do in the morning).

This particular audio ran around 28 minutes and included binaural beats in the background as my hypnotist took me deeper and deeper into a homoerotic trance. The audio began with a request to relax your body and reduce the “need to feel like you have to do anything,” which, on its own, was nice for someone to request of me.

As the audio progressed, I felt relaxed, closing my eyes and letting my hypnotist tell me when to take a deep breath, when to breathe out and allowing myself to feel “so good” when I obeyed. 

On the outskirts of the audio, I heard other voices layered into the mix. However, beyond the gruff request to “go out and be the fuckboy you deserve” and “join the millions of faggots who decided, like you will, to go whore yourself out,” I couldn’t precisely hear these supplementary voices. What were they saying? What was I hearing on a subconscious level that my conscious body wasn’t picking up?

I don’t know; what I do know is that I did feel the need to pull out my cock and stroke, as politely but sternly asked by my hypnotist. It also helped that the scene described was particularly hot. What’s not to like about hearing it’s perfectly natural and expected for me to be the cum whore I deserve??

As someone who already finds certain podcast voices relaxing and can feel enthusiastic about hearing a specific tone of voice, the hypnotist was an A+; a deep, calm and masculine voice aided the overall experience.

As promised, I returned to the tape every morning, feeling compelled to stroke my cock and enjoy the time I was taking to edge off and enjoy my body. 

Was I necessarily “gooning out”? No, but I was enjoying myself; I never “tranced out” enough to feel like I wasn’t in control, but I wasn’t motivated to stop myself from turning off the tape and stopping my stroke session, either.

Can Hypnosis Make You a Bigger Slut?

After a week of listening, do I feel more compelled to go to the bathhouse, open my cheeks wide, and let every single patron go to town on me? No, but the experience was great, nonetheless. 

Like a favorite porn you enjoy returning to, it was nice to escape to my own auditory porn studio fantasy, where I ran the show, and my mind did feel compelled to get horny and enjoy my party of one.

A big theme from the audio was the constant reassurance of “permission,” meaning permission to feel like you can enjoy the fantasies that came to mind. Also: permission, from my understanding, to go out there and be the pleasing bottom to the gang bang orgy you so desperately want to be!

Like many things that promise to be subliminally motivating, maybe I can’t see the changes that have happened deep inside of me yet. Either way, the experience was fun, and the audio I downloaded won’t be collecting dust on days I’m alone, without Wi-Fi and need a pick-me-up.