About alexmarch
Biography

Ordinary guy. Writing is a way to recognize that there is beauty in the world that is often taken for granted, and by reducing it to words, we can share it with others. It is an attempt to touch someone and not take the reader for granted either. Oh, and did I mention that I love sex? There is nothing better than putting aside your own selfishness to concentrate on giving a partner pleasure. As for the stuff on this site...don't over-analyze it. It's fun! Isn't that reason enough to read it and write it? For the people who ask about my equipment...a simple Trek 7.0 FX Hybrid.

Name:
alexmarch
Sex:
Male 
Age:
52
Sign:
Pisces
Orientation:
Straight
Location:
Toronto, Ontario, Canada
Interests:
Music (both listening and writing), cycling, literature, photography, cooking and exploring my own limits and the limits of those around me. And did I mention sex? Or reading and writing about sex?
Favorite Books:
As I Lay Dying (Faulkner). Cat's Eye (Atwood). Billy Budd (Melville). Bartleby the Scrivener (Melville). Dubliners (Joyce).
Favorite Authors:
William Faulkner, Herman Melville, T.S. Eliot, Robert Frost, Margaret Atwood, W.B. Yeats, James Joyce, D.H. Lawrence, John Steinbeck.
Favorite Movies:
The Maltese Falcon, North by Northwest, An American in Paris, The Caine Mutiny, Witness for the Prosecution, A Night at the Opera, Duck Soup, City Lights, The Great Dictator, Modern Times...and too many more to list.
Favorite Music:
Anything and everything.
Website:
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Date Joined:
25 Dec 2011
Last Visit:
26 Sep 2016 (1 hour ago)
Page Viewed:
9,641 times
Friends:
46
Followers:
16
Days in Chat:
0
Days on Site:
30+
Forum Posts:
74
Stories:
47
Badges:
8
Latest Forum Posts
Topic: Let's have some fun. The person above you, are they naughty or nice?
Posted: 04 Apr 2016 13:30

Naughty...and I'm suspecting it's with a capital "N".

Topic: The person above you has been arrested. What did they do?
Posted: 03 Feb 2016 11:28

Tranquil was charged with double-parking her broomstick in a tow-away zone during rush hour.

Topic: Guys, have you ever paid a woman for sex?
Posted: 29 Apr 2014 14:13

No, but apparently for the better part of twenty years I have been paying not to have sex. I believe the phenomenon is called marriage.

Topic: Do you love to finger a woman?
Posted: 29 Apr 2014 14:09

Yes...and that is why we were given ten fingers with which to do so...one for every day of the week, plus some extras in case of an emergency.

Topic: Which is hotter.. first kiss or first fuck?
Posted: 21 Mar 2014 22:15

First kiss. That heady, dizzy and intoxicated feeling that happens as your lips are separated following that first contact, where you don't know if you can even stand up without falling over.

Topic: Have you ever fucked two different people in a day?
Posted: 14 Mar 2014 04:03

Topic: Eating a girl???
Posted: 01 Feb 2014 22:58

I love it. The fact that many women find it pleasurable is the first attraction - it is important to give pleasure. But it is so pleasurable for the man too. The taste. The extreme intimacy. And you don't need to be a gymnast, contortionist or marathon runner to excel at it and give pleasure. It is a win-win act of intimacy and pleasure.

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Recent Activity
Stories Published By alexmarch
Quick Words

I have to make this quick. I don’t have much time. I’m at work and there are a thousand things I should be doing, and right now I’m not doing any of them because I have to write this down, out of fear that if I don’t do it now, I’ll put it off, I’ll lose the moment and it will be lost forever. Ok, here goes. I want to tell you that it’s no longer a case of “I think I love you.” Replace...

Added 04 Apr 2016 | Category Love Stories | Votes 3 | Avg Score 5 | Views 2,078 | 2 Comments

Recommended Read The Next Day

It is over a day since I said goodbye. Twenty-six hours to be precise. For all of her talk about fragrance sensitivity, it is now me talking about scent. I can still smell her on me. I know that can't be happening. I showered this morning, washing off the remains of yesterday. Washing off the touch, the embrace, the kisses. Washing off the outward connections made over the course of a day....

Added 30 Mar 2016 | Category Masturbation | Votes 7 | Avg Score 5 | Views 3,870 | 5 Comments

Recommended Read Anthem

More than simply quantity, it is The quality of your words that Remains with me. Not simply the sounds, But the silences. Music, some say, Is not simply about the notes, But it is just as much about the Silences between them. Each night it is the same dream, Each night. It is the same. Nothing more. Nothing less. I see myself Alone in the airport, Bag in hand, Walking through and among the...

Added 01 Feb 2014 | Category Love Poems | Votes 10 | Avg Score 5 | Views 1,374 | 10 Comments

Recommended Read All Rise

“And in closing, I find that the Plaintiff has failed to satisfy his burden of proof, to establish that the Defendant breached the agreement, and furthermore, the Plaintiff has failed to prove any of his damages. Even if a breach had been found by me, there was no proof presented for my consideration that the Plaintiff suffered any of the damages as claimed. The Plaintiff’s claim is dismissed....

Added 20 Dec 2013 | Category Quickie Sex | Votes 14 | Avg Score 5 | Views 14,752 | 13 Comments

Blunt

Four years of pretty words, Time spent writing poems, songs, stories, Singing for you on your voicemail, Flowers at your door, And saying “I love you” even when you Piss me off. Enough. Full stop. The time for originality and creativity is over. Romance and ribbons and bows, please, Take a back seat. I need to be blunt. Fucking blunt. I want to fuck you. Now. Soon. Anytime I can get you,...

Added 14 Nov 2013 | Category Love Poems | Votes 10 | Avg Score 4.5 | Views 1,478 | 4 Comments

Dreidel, Dreidel, Dreidel

I’ve never really been sure what I am, religion-wise at least. My mother called herself an Anglican, but that did not mean too much to me, since my father’s stance was well beyond run of the mill Atheism – he did not have a love-hate relation with the idea of God – he simply hated the mention of that word. It was not enough to deny His or Her existence. It was necessary to live our lives as...

Added 11 Nov 2013 | Category Love Stories | Votes 12 | Avg Score 4.58 | Views 2,185 | 5 Comments

Shit Happens

Shit happens, or so everyone tells me. Working at the same job for twenty-four years, that would be Enough to drive anyone crazy. So why should I be any different? It was all going well until then, Until June, And then the cracks began to show. Paralysis on the simple things, The things I’ve done several thousand times, Things I could do in my sleep. Does it really take two hours...

Added 08 Nov 2013 | Category Love Poems | Votes 13 | Avg Score 4.46 | Views 942 | 4 Comments

A Villanelle

In silence can I speak without a word? The language of the heart I'll use instead; What need have I of speech when souls are stirred? A gentle touch, a kiss, both are deferred; The meaning of those acts remain unsaid; In silence can I speak without a word? A smile, perhaps, takes flight much like a bird, And carries far on purest wings outspread; What need have I of speech when souls...

Added 19 Apr 2013 | Category Love Poems | Votes 12 | Avg Score 4.67 | Views 945 | 8 Comments

The Best Sex Ever

How many times have we had sex now? Not more than half a dozen times in the last eight months. Blow jobs and hand jobs in the car don’t count. I am talking only about getting completely naked on a bed (or maybe the floor or on a sofa) and having real, good old fashioned sex. The first time was wild. I know you didn’t plan it. Sitting on your sofa, and I took my shirt off, and then my...

Added 19 Mar 2013 | Category Love Stories | Votes 17 | Avg Score 4.59 | Views 4,882 | 8 Comments

Days Like Today

There are days where I don’t know Which way to turn. Pulled in a thousand different directions, Everybody wants something from me. Except for you. You have been patient and understanding, Even when I know my silence is Frustrating. Disheartening. Heart-breaking. But you send words of kindness, Of longing, Of desire. Of patience and of understanding. If only there was more of me, Or...

Added 22 Feb 2013 | Category Love Poems | Votes 8 | Avg Score 4.5 | Views 1,337 | 4 Comments

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