I had a fuck buddy for about 15 years,No man ever before or since has brought out more pig in me.We always tried to keep it at just that level but found we were so in sync on other levels,especially gay politics, music,art etc.Both of us too piggy to take the relationship to a couple level but always did stuff like go out for breakfast after a pig night both of uss getting off on going into some dive smelling like raw sex.
After many long lost weekends I would have flowers delivered too me,or a book at the door really got off on the romantic stuff but never wanted to risk losing the pig stuff by getting too romantic but we stayed great friends till the day he died (2006) and the best memories are the rough ones