My Man Magazine

Our August issue 1st Cover girl with Ukrainian Fashion Model
Shooting for
Photographed by
Mua
Producer

Lovers must not, like usurers, live for themselves alone. They must finally turn from their gaze at one another back toward the community. If they had only themselves to consider, lovers would not need to marry, but they must think of others and of other things. They say their vows to the community as much as to one another, and the community gathers around them to hear and to wish them well, on their behalf and its own. It gathers around them because it understands how necessary, how joyful, and how fearful this joining is. These lovers, pledging themselves to one another "until death," are giving themselves away, and they are joined by this as no law or contract could join them. Lovers, then, "die" into their union with one another as a soul "dies" into its union with God. And so here, at the very heart of community life, we find not something to sell as in the public market but this momentous giving. If the community cannot protect this giving, it can protect nothing...



Edition 12.0; July issue 2022
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Our May issue 2022 6th Cover Man with our Russian Sportsperson .gergo_

His hands tightened on her shoulders as the truth washed over him. My God, she really had told him yes.
He opened his mouth to ask if she was certain then didn’t. If he did, she might change her mind, and he had no intention of giving her that opportunity. Underneath his hands, her shoulders quivered. She raised her gaze to him again, and his heart plunged into the depths. She had her lower lip trapped between her teeth, and her eyes were tormented pools of blue green. His heart broke just looking at her.
She was not in love with him. He knew that. Her acceptance of him had nothing to do with the sort of desperate longing he had for her. Not that he hadn’t known that the first time he proposed to her, but to have her say yes out of despair added an edge of pain to his euphoria. He knew she wasn’t indifferent to him, after all, and for the moment, that sufficed to keep the hurt at arm’s length.
He stopped moving for the space of a heartbeat. He bent his head to her shoulder and rocked his hips, pressing inside her. His hair fell forward around either side of his face, a frame of black, silky where it brushed her collarbone. “I am in paradise.” His hips rocked again.
She closed her eyes tight. She felt his lips on her cheek and then on her eyelids, placing gentle kisses.



Edition 9.0; May issue 2022
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Our May issue 2022 5th Cover Man with our Indian Fitness Model
Photographed by
Underwear

Find me here, 
said love. 
I will wait for you 
below and above.
I will wait for you 
in the dark, in the light. 
I will wait for you 
in the day, in the night. 
I have waited millions of years 
and haven’t grown weary once. 
All of eternity I will wait 
though there's nowhere I haven't been once. 
I have been in hearts and groins, 
in the whole and the chasm. 
I have been in birth and death, 
in the fu***ng and the orgasm. 
If you close your eyes, I am there, 
in your nakedness, in your truth. 
If you ask for me, I will come 
in your age, in your youth. 
Because I love you, lover. 
And wish to be loved. 
Find me here, said love. 
I wish to be loved.



Edition 9.0; May issue 2022
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