This happened yesterday.

I've been hooking up with a local guy (calling him Bob idk) for a few years on and off. Bob first met me on Grindr and used me for blowjobs in the back of his car, pretty normal for me. Over time tho, Bob and I started doing other stuff like making out, lot of sensual foreplay. He started having me over at his house where we'd go hours naked in bed, drinking, him facefucking me, choking me, making out, impact play, bondage, hot wax, even did livestreaming once. It was hot af and I loved hooking up. We also became friends and talked about a lot of stuff other than sex and when I was free to swallow (which was new for me, I'm not used to just "hanging out" with my regulars).

Bob started getting pretty attached to me and had expressed that he wants to date me and maybe have a relationship, which I said I'm not looking for - and he was hurt by that, but he got over it. Said he needed some time off from me (we were hooking up almost every other day at this point). A few weeks later he said he's fine with just using me for sex, and he's actively dating other people in the meantime. I was relieved. I have a lot of commitment issues and self-degrading tendencies so being someone's toy for use and nothing more was perfectly okay with me.

A few months after that, Bob tells me that he's met someone he's really serious about, so we can't hook up anymore. I was really happy for him and totally fine with it. He said we should still be friends and I agreed. We stayed in touch for a bit.

Another few months later, Bob is married to this guy and they're really close. But his husband is still in another country (where Bob was the last few months) and he's waiting for the husband to come here. Until then, he's here by himself.

He starts messaging me with usual chit chat, but he keeps asking me if I've been hooking up, what kind of action I've been getting, saying how horny he is, saying he misses fucking my face. I ask him if he's talking about hooking up again - he felt guilty about it and put it off. I didn't judge, I get it, people need release and that's what I'm for. So a couple days later he just outright asks me if I'm free that night. I obviously say yes. He picks me up and we drive to a parking lot, he says this is just because he's horny and there's no need for his partner to know (perfectly fine with me).

We kiss for a bit, but he's really impatient about the blowjob and shoves me down right away. He grabs my hair, uses it like handles and facefucks me as rough as he can. He keeps saying how I'm nothing but a fleshlight, how I'm born to suck cock, keeps asking me things like "you like being abused like that?" and shaking my head by the hair to make me respond even though my mouth is stuffed all the way to the throat. He slapped my face a lot, put me in a headlock and choked me, punched me in the chest and back, spanked my ass pretty hard. Told me to lie down on my back and he mounted me on top, really small space in the car but we've managed before. He facefucked me like that again with no breaks and jerked off over my face while I licked his balls and felt his pubes fall in the back of my throat. He finally stuffed the cock back in and blew his load, I swallowed every drop.

He was pretty satisfied, thanked me, and I walked home while he drove away (wasn't far and I didn't wanna make him drive me back). I'm kinda amazed how rough and mean he was, since I'm used to him being way nicer since the last time we hooked up. But he basically did just use me like a secret piece of meat and tossed me when he was done.

Which is what I've always been treated like by every man I've been intimate with, so I shouldn't be surprised. But it just feels strange with Bob. Not in a bad way either. Idk.