I don't get this or why you'd be content to live as a self-described hypocrite. One of the most important qualities or values a person can have is his integrity, which means not doing things, especially habitually, that you consider wrong.
I'd never excuse anything based on the nature of being a guy, which is how a lot of guys rationalize their justification for subscribing to double standards. However, there's no moral component or right and wrong about thoughts and desires that never leave your head. For one thing, thoughts and desires are involuntary. All that matters is whether or not you act on those thoughts and desires and whether or not those thoughts and desires "leak" into your outward behavior. A eunuch or a gay man don't get moral "credit" for being a gentleman for not leering at or being sexually crude towards women, because they don't even have that impulse in the first place. What makes you a gentleman is the fact that a hot woman you work with or know casually has never picked up the slightest clue from you you, or ever felt uncomfortable around you, because you've kept your thoughts entirely to yourself even though you can't help fantasizing about fucking her brains out. The fact that porn might increase those thoughts is a moot point, as long as it doesn't change your external behavior.
I once worked as an athletic director and shortly after I was hired, the executive director's hot secretary took me down to an unoccupied basement office to check an unused computer to see if it could work as my computer. She always wore 5" pumps and pencil skirts and she lead me down there walking in front of me. When she got to the pc, she bent over right in front of me so obviously that I knew she had to know exactly what she was doing, but I didn't know whether she had any intention of actually starting something with me or was just doing that because she liked teasing guys, as some women do, even when they have zero intention of doing anything with them. I pretended I didn't even notice, but the minute I got back to my office, I immediately locked the door and rubbed one out. About a month or two later, she asked me for a ride home after some public function we had to attend. During the month or so in between, she was the person I had to go to every time I needed anything printed out, because my office didn't yet have a printer, so I was in her office almost daily, and depending on what she was wearing, I'd sometimes have to rub one out as soon as I got back to my office. At some point during the conversation on the ride home from that function, she asked me about my training and diet and said something about my body...and then she asked me if I was attracted to her. That, right there, is what I'm talking about, because I gave her no clue that I'd even noticed her sexually until she asked me. Obviously, I told her that I was so attracted to her that I often had to take care of myself in my office after being in her office, starting with that first time that she bent over in front of me...and as soon as we parked outside her building, she had my dick out and down her throat. From then on, she'd call me sounding all professional, for the benefit of her coworkers nearby, about some work matter she needed to see me about...and then she'd come down to blow me. She said she'd have blown me right in that basement office that first time we were alone if I'd picked up on her hints, but she didn't think I even noticed her. That's the point: not too many guys are so horny that they immediately need to jerk off after talking to a girl in a hot skirt and heels, but even I don't let that influence how I interact with women unless I know they want something sexual from me.