Noisy Rain (a magazine)

I'd like to put here a space for a magazine; of course, it is homoerotic. The magazine is called Noisy Rain, and it is edited by E. Hirano. I came across it about a month back, and have yet to look at many previous issues. I appreciate that Noisy Rain is completely online, free to download, and keeps previous issues available to be seen. Furthermore, I appreciate that it is a magazine dedicated to homoerotic subject matter because I don't know of many magazines that are. As a writer of the subject (sometimes), it is great to know I can submit my work to Noisy Rain and find artists inspired by the same subject.

Additionally, I want to put here music I'm listening to right now. The artist is HTRK. I discovered the band recently after coming across the video for "Venus in Leo". A video/ song I really like is "Synthetik"

https://youtu.be/YWhb4HkCAHI

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He lets go
With his legs
open,

Looking at me
hard and
Throbbing

Begging to be held
magnetized

Then a kiss

With my hand
Still on his thigh,
I move closer

His tongue moves
In my mouth

Then he sits back
As I grip his shaft

Biting his lip,
Fully erect

I know what he
Expects:
Me to suck his
Dick

Yet I'd rather not

Anonymous Sex

He gets in the room
With a hard on
Takes his clothes off,

Shoes, one by one

He sticks his tongue
In my...

I moan

I hear the sound of him
Putting something down
On the table

His knees slide on
The bedspread

I pull out a
Condom

And he takes it

The packaging
rips and
he throws it on
the ground

Places the tip
of his penis at the
entrance of my hole and
Slaps it

He gets in position
And puts it inside of me
And starts slowly
Easing against the lube

I feel that
Rough joy
I so like

His fingers
Kissing my mouth
Then his lips,
And his tongue

Slips in.

I can't help
But make noise

Given pleasure by
Another man's nude
Body

Anonymously

Red Light

At the red light,

I see a man's face

Flushed with red

His chiseled chin contoured

And glasses, red

On the brim

It looks like he's driving home from

Work

Perhaps to his family

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Your thighs
Like two oars
Row
Out to sea

Into the horizon
You take me.

To a place Called orgasm. Euphoria.
Bliss.

Arms above
a powerful chest,
Core

That sends
Waves to me