I started a FWB situation with a stranger. We spoke online once, then met the next day not knowing anything about each other.

He took me out for coffee and didn't go straight to bed, which I appreciated. We had sex though after the coffee, and he said he liked it but the truth is, because I am very inexperienced, I did not do well.

He asked me if I'd like to try mouth, and I wanted to give something to him, so I said yes. I had never done so before. I was suffocating and had a very hard time doing so, but he started pushing my head. I puked in my mouth, I swallowed the puke. Then I was suffocating and he got it in my throat and I couldn't anymore, I puked on my legs. I apologized at least 4 times.

He said he didn't notice I puked. But he gave me a lovely bath, to which, lo and behold, I slipped and fell.

He hugged me, kissed me, hugged tighter again, and I left.

We met again next weekend. This time he had relatives at home so I got a hotel room for one night. I chose to give money I couldn't really afford. But I was glad I'd see him again.

What I liked is, he was not harsh, he was affectionate.

And we meet at the hotel. And I don't like it because it's a short hug, and an instant "get undressed". I did not like it. But I did not say it.

We have sex, I can't do what he wants because I get too tired too soon, he implies I don't go to the gym. After a while we have a talk and I ask how many women he's been with from the app, and he says he doesn't even remember how many. I don't like that either.

I start feeling like trash. I start talking to him about my health issues and sad problems and he makes some calls to get me help, but I remain feeling very low and hiding in the corner on a couch bead-like. He notices I'm not okay and tells me to go back to bed. On the bed I try to hug and he gets firm and kind of aggressive "did you hear what I told you?" Of course he wanted sex. I did what he told me. At some point our conversation went like:

-and what was the point?

-you met me.

-so what?

-arent we having fun?

And I said no that I wasn't having fun and he just replied okay one more round.

He also told me to find others to have sex with, too. That I'll meet others like him.

During the sex, he gets my hand and places it on his face, holding him. Melted my heart. I caressed him.

And afterwards he starts dressing up, and he suggests I leave with him because that's how it should be since we started the day together, but I feel incredibly bad and want to stay at the room I had already paid for. He says he'll be sad if I don't text him the next day and leaves.

I break down. I text him that he was the one to suggest we sleep at night together (he had also told me to bring pyjamas) and that he just got what he wanted and left.

He says I'm wrong about him and that he'll come back. I ask him not to. But he does. And we stay at night, we watch a comedy hugging, he tries to tickle me, gives me a massage, he suggests we sleep hugging and we do. I retreat at some points and he immediately asks me each time why. I get up for the bathroom and he asks why I got up. I don't understand why he kept asking.

He doesn't touch me again sexually. Doesn't kiss me again. Only hugs me at morning and leaves for work.

We are supposed to meet again. He asked me if I still want sex, I said yes. He said he won't let me pay for a hotel room again and that if we can't go to his place, we'll just go for coffee.

I don't know why I feel like I owe him a ton. I don't understand. Maybe because I am not beautiful. Maybe because I am not capable. But even though I'm literally out of money, I gave my last ones to get something for his dogs. And I'd have definitely gotten more if I had more.

I asked him to let me know if he gets bored or something and not ghost me, and he asked I do the same.

Who is the asshole here? I don't want the sex, I just want the affection.