MATH MAGAZINE ISSUE FOUR
The Math Magazine Issue FOUR Features more sexy stories than ever before! tales of sci-fi lovers, generous friends in the backseat of a car and domme sub dynamics at 39,000 feet, just to name a few. photo selections feature all types of group sex and artwork ranging from elegant line drawings to collages. order yours today!
IN THE ISSUE
Cecily Brown + just.call.me.eve
Sophia Weisstub + Tendership
Alef Ghosn + Anjelica Jardiel + CHILL + Chris
Phillips / Pornceptual + Cole Witter + CROSXSOVER
Eye of Ra Photography + Jenny Lederer
Kissmedeadlydoll + Lauren Dickerhoof + Molly Ace
Oliver Tam + Sarah Deaner + SilverLight Esoterica
Photography + Trey McIntyre + Willie Davis
Zach Ranson + Zefrey Throwell
Anjelica Jardiel + Ariana Paige + Bianca Beltran
Dodo + Jo Constance + Leandra Vane
Leighah Rose + S.C. Sherman
Andy Virus + Amethyst + Eva Wo + Grigory Basov
Hollie M. Fitzhenry + Khaleel + Kissmedeadlydoll
Knox Rath + Loba Clark + Lucas Wilson-Bilbro
Marina DoubleYou + Maya E. Rose + Mia Secreto
Nicolette Di'Bendetto + Ramoan Bruce
ISSUE THREE HIGHLIGHT
Trey McIntyre's photographs display a talent for getting past the surface to show raw pleasure and intense vulnerability. The influence of his career in choreography is evident in Trey's intimate understanding of physicality, movement, gesture, tension, and composure.
ISSUE THREE HIGHLIGHT
Across seven breathtaking images, Cole Witter captures the unemcumbered human beauty and connectivity of models Candice Fortin, Mark Osmundsen, and Quinn Felipe. Shot in the beautiful Wrythe Studio in Brooklyn, these black and white images feel like human sexuality and form at their purest.
LETTER FROM THE EDITOR
Give me your focus. Put down your phone and set aside some time to spend with me and this incredible collection of models, photographers, authors, artists, and poets. Make sure you’re comfortable, so we can get intimate. This ink covered paper was specifically sired to turn you on. I’d like to say that Math Magazine will get you off too, but we don’t have the technology, yet. Within these ninety pages: delight, arousal, and carnal inspiration await your selective gaze.
Math Magazine encourages the lingering eye contact, silent company, and swipes right that evolve into, well, whatever we want. Future lovers reveal themselves in stages, peeling away layers, uncovering secrets, taking risks, and seeking hints of reciprocation.
In a flush we close distances, touch, and expose parts of ourselves, normally hidden. Tan lines demarcate, zippers delineate, and pant legs turn inside out. In the heat of the night, we open ourselves up to one another to, in a focused whirl, enter another dimension, time travel, and discover another and, in turn, reconnect with our fleshy inescapable selves. Bodies being more than just bodies.
We confront the limitations of our corporeal selves, daily. We don’t choose our containers, but through sexual elation, alone or with another, we are able to use the body to transcend the body. Hormones and pheromones. Dopamine and serotonin. Androgen and estrogen. We are invigorated by an inner drive to copulate and masturbate. To touch and be touched. Attraction, intrigue, stimulation, fantasy, longing, pain, passion, and the quickening of a pulse that accompanies our desires made known, if only to ourselves. I want you, I need you, oh baby, oh baby.
When it comes to fucking, loving, kissing, holding hands, fingering, fwapping, smacking or jacking; our thumbs, toes, muscles, lungs, tongues, sweat glands, finger nails, dick-tips, vulvae, butt holes, and thighs are all there for our pleasure, for connecting with the ever present hum of our desires. Eyes rolls back in a wave of pleasure and for just a moment we exist to the max or maybe we don’t exist at all. We can be pure sensation.
All around us we see sex, objectification, manipulation, desire, and shifting power dynamics. Yet there is a threshold to the public tease and taboo quiets conversations and questions. When we are alone there is release and relief in enacting, reversing, or perverting the play, the rules, and the injustices that are enforced above ground on the public stage.
What if the title of pornographer identified someone as an ally, a proliferator of sexual freedom, an advocate for kinky exploration, and a proverbial body guard of human rights? Come to think of me as your cheeky and mischievous friend who will assemble a smörgåsbord of your indulgent and secret desires or discuss those sensitive situations that would otherwise garner judgment. While I love this role, I encourage you to serve this need for one another. We are confidants and collaborators. Trusted peers in a safe space. Support, love, trust, vulnerability, risk, strangeness, kink, gray areas, gay areas, and intense desires are embraced by Mathletes.
We’ve got each other, Mathletes. We all want to see, be seen, love, and be loved. I want to look at someone and feel hopeful. I want someone to look at me and feel hopeful. To be seen, to stay, and say you give a shit. I see you, I give a shit, and this all comes out of love.
Love and trust.
Love and trust and butts.