It was 15 years ago that I first met my anonymous fuckbuddy.

Though he's been fucking me now for this long, I still don't know his name and have rarely heard him speak.

He's an older guy, now in his mid-50s and most of our fucks have taken place in public facilities. He's married - judging my his wedding ring, and of a Greek background - judging by a phone call he once took. He has a huge, fat cock and our fucks usually end in him pushing me to my knees and giving me a huge facial (he comes in bucket-loads).

I first met him at a public toilet in a park. I would sit there in the end cubicle (where the lock was broken) and leave the door slightly ajar. With my pants around my ankles, wearing a jock-strap and stroking my dick, I smiled the first time he pushed the door open and revealed his 8+ uncut meat. Our first few sessions mainly consisted of me on my knees servicing his cock until h blew his load over my chest, face or down my greedy throat. He would then usually leave, not seeming to care if I had shot or not. Sometimes I'd be there on my knees with his load dripping down my face as he exited to see another guy watching over the top of the stall or waiting outside. On numerous occasions the voyeurs would just push their way in and continue where he'd left off.

From this point on, we would see each other (without planning) perhaps once a month, though occasionally more often. I soon learned he like to kiss me deeply too, or have me worship his sweaty pits. I loved the way he would firmly push me to my knees or pull me up or turn me round and bend me over.

He has large, strong fingers and seem to relish roughly fingering my hole. His preferred method of lube is to shove his fingers into my mouth and then insert them into my butt. He's not gentle and his fingernails are never usually closely clipped. As a result, I tend to groan or struggle, but this never stops him.

With only my saliva as lube, he had real troubles getting inside my pussy the first few times. Still sometimes, other guys used to join us and one of them might manage to ride me hard, while my Greek buddy fucked my mouth.

Group sessions with other guys were hot as his tendency to dominate me and push me around, quickly let them know that I was a guy willing to pleasure them in any way. As a result I soon enjoyed a number of multi facials (occasionally hosed down with their hot piss), and multi-fucks. Bent over a toilet and unable to see what was happening behind me, I once had as many as four cocks tag-teaming my hole.

It was at a bookstore with a backroom den, that I first felt his big boner all the way inside me. He saw me in the change-rooms getting down to my trademark jockstrap (with towel over the shoulder) and when I exited from there, he was standing with one hand on his cock and one hand on an open booth door. Of course, I walked straight in to the booth and was on my knees and stroking my flaccid cock by the time he'd followed me in and took off his clothes.

After he had fucked my mouth for a while and slapped his cock hard on my face (something he really liked doing), he pulled me up and pushed me on my back to the padded bench in the booth. Covering his fat fingers with lube from the dispenser, I was soon moaning. This was the first time I'd been able to lay in my favourite position - on my back - and I reached up and grabbed my ankles, giving him full access to my hungry hole.

He soon had two fingers inside me and as my groans grew louder, his free hand moved to cover my mouth. My cock got rock-hard and he could tell I was loving his domination. The booth had two doors and I soon learned he hadn't locked either as guys would occasionally open them and look it at what was happening. I was a bit shyer in those days and reached up to close one door (just next to my head) when an older guy looked in. But The Greek would have none of that and grabbed my hand as he slid his fat fucker inside me for the first time.

My moans seemed to turn on the old watcher as in about 60 seconds of overseeing our first fuck, he'd sprayed a load over me. After he left I concentrated on wrapping my arms around the Greek's back, letting him know how much I was loving it. He bent forward and slurped up some of the other guy's cum before spitting it back over my face. I was in pure heaven, though my ass was stinging from his rough deep drilling.

There were two guys watchin when I heard the Greek's breath start to shorten - by now a sign he was about to bust a load. I'd just taken a snort of poppers and was unconcerned about the audience jerking off as I got bred. I concentrated on tightening my hole around his cock, trying to give him the tightest milking I could manage. "Fuck me Daddy" I begged as he bent down to kiss me deeply and we both moaned in unison as he sprayed his salty seed deep inside me.

I was out on my back in a daze, breathing hard and exhausted as he pulled out of my bleeding hole, gathered his clothes from the floor and exited the booth. But I had little chance to dwell on him as one of the watchers moved forward and rammed his raw cock into my cumsloppy butthole.

I've had a number of male and female relationships in my life, but my longest sexualy relationship has been with my Greek Daddy. I wonder if I'll ever know his name.