First solo tour gone wrong

When I was younger we would do a few shows, but then when I was 18 I got the chance to do a European tour alone for the first time. I was super excited, and everything was being set up by my producers. I would have a few days here and there to get out and have fun on my own as an adult for the first time.

The first few cities were going really well, and when we got to Madrid I had a few days off. I got on this app for meeting other international travelers, and I found a guy who was able to hang out that night and show me around the town. I know it was really naive of me to think it would just be a casual hangout, but I didn't know any better.

So, I meet up with this guy and he's super tall, and we go for a walk through the city. He brought a bottle of wine, and there were a bunch of random parties and things happening on the street. After a while we went through this big crowd, and we were getting a bit drunk. Suddenly he "realized" that he lost his passport, and he started to get really worried. We backtracked for a while, and I felt really bad so I wanted to help him look for his passport. After a while it was pretty dark, and he said that we might as well just go to his apartment and keep looking in the morning. He had an interesting accent and he was telling me random things about his life like how he worked online.

He said he had a roommate, and I assumed that I would be sleeping on the couch in the living room. When we went into the apartment, I went to sit on the couch but the guy invited me into his room. He had a janky little twin bed, and he asked me to lay down with him. I was kinda confused about it but I was still fully clothed and kinda drunk, so I did what he said. He started kissing me, and I kissed him and rubbed on him. Then, he started taking off my clothes and put on a condom. I had no experience, but I decided to go along with it. His cock was huge, and I don't really remember much besides that.

After that, he kept messaging me and emailing me. He found out where my next tour stop was and showed up to talk to me. We went for a long walk, and I was being kinda shy. He was worried that he did something wrong, which I now realize he kinda did, but he was being really dramatic. As we were walking, one of those tourist flower sellers came up and tried to get the guy to buy me flowers because I was upset, which was kinda funny. He didn't think it was funny though. Anyway, after he was being so fucking dramatic for a while I finally told him that I just didn't know how to react and that I had never had sex before.

"You were a virgin!?" He started crying and asking me over and over, saying that he didn't know I was a virgin and if he had known he would have been more gentle. I just kept walking back to my hotel and telling him to leave me alone. When I got back inside, I told my friends that if he showed up again they were to tell him I went back to America.

I would get messages from him for years.