Anonymous Training by Gio

Gio: “now if you enjoyed that, we can do this again and go further. You have some skills but clearly need some additional training. …. If you follow the rules, I will contact you when I am ready for your next anonymous training session”

For days, those words echoed through my mind. I kept wanting to write Gio to let him know I was ready, but then I remembered two key phrases:

1. I will contact you
2. When I am ready for your next session.

The first phrase was a reminder that Gio was always in control. The second phrase was a reminder that my sessions were never about me. My training, and any pleasure I might derive from it, was ultimately about him.

I thought most guys are horny every few days, so surely, I would hear back soon. But then a few days turned into a week. I would even log into the app, just so he would know I was available. On several days, Gio would even appear as active. Each time I would see him on the app, I would get excited and think tonight is the night, but alas, each night I received no response. By the end of the second week, I was discouraged thinking that I must have done something wrong.

Finally, somewhere around the end of week 3, I received a message:

Gio first message: Congratulations! You passed the test of whose needs matter. I know you’ve been craving more of this cock and wanted to write me several times, but you fought your instincts and waited.

Gio second message: Your training continues tomorrow at 9pm. Same location. Same instructions. Enter, strip down to a jockstrap, and present yourself willingly to me. Failure to comply to any of these instructions will end your training.

Then he logged off. There was no time for questions. No time to say whether I had plans. The expectation was that either I show up and continue my training or I do not and it is over.

I felt a sense of pride to have waited and that he acknowledged it. I had no plans for tomorrow night, but the question remained of what would I do if I did have plans. Fortunately, I would not have to answer that question this time.

The next day seemed to creep by slowly as the anticipation of the evening hung over me. Realizing he would be taking my training further, I ate a big brunch knowing that I would then have nothing but water for the rest of the day so I could arrive at his place with an empty stomach. This was one little secret I learned while researching on how to improve my technique while I had been waiting on his summons.

At 8pm I shower and get ready. As I do, I have porn playing featuring blow jobs, face fucking, and blindfolds to get my mind in the proper place. Knowing I may have to leave quickly like last time, I only wear my required jockstrap, loose shorts, a tank, and flip flops.

I arrive at his place, but wait until the clock on my phone says 9:00exactly. Then I open the door. Once again it is dark with only a few candles. I close the door, lock it, and strip down to my jockstrap.

The scene is familiar. There is one small candle lighting the room. Beside it is the same blindfold; however, this time there is a bottle of poppers beside it as well. I did not wait to be told to put the blindfold on, but I hesitated on what to do with the poppers.

“So, you decided to come back,” he said somewhere in the dark. “Ready and on time. Good!”

“Now get on your knees. Take those poppers, exhale really big, then inhale on those poppers and hold your breath for 10 seconds before you exhale. Then do it again on the other side.”

I opened the bottle. It was either new or had not been used in a while that it made the pop sound when I did.

I exhaled and raised the bottle to my right nostril. As I exhaled I paused, but Gio quickly commanded “don’t wait. Do the next side!” So, I raised the bottle to my left nostril on the inhale and held my breath again.

I could feel the rush of the poppers throughout my body as my nipples hardened and my face became heated. I was envisioning a white circle growing as if it was the visual representation of my throat opening. But there was no time to think of me.

Gio must have sensed it too, because the moment I exhaled out, his cock entered my open mouth. There was no gentleness to it. He thrust deep into my mouth, ramming his cock down my throat.

“That’s right. Swallow this cock,” he growled in between thrusts. “I know you’ve been wanting it. No, needing it.”

It was true. I was nearly devastated when I thought he was not going to write me back. It was so hot to have my limits tested and even hotter when I realized I have still never seen what he or his amazing cock looks like.

I could tell something was definitely different about tonight. If the first time was about seeing how well I suck cock, this time it was Gio fully in control. As my face was being fucked, I slowly remembered that Gio’s profile mentioned he was looking for a willing cocksucker. No one in this position is being forced. I am here on my knees by choice.

It was as if Gio knew that I was getting distracted in my thoughts. “Focus on this cock! Open that mouth and throat for me!” he grunted.

How did he know? It is like he was in my head. I kept focusing on my mouth being opened, but my jaw was getting tired. I had not been prepared for the sudden invasion, and I needed to take a break.

Gio pulled out and let me have a breath. “Don’t get too comfy. It’s going back in there in a few minutes.” He did not lie. I maybe had two minutes of freedom before he started slapping his 8.5” across my face. I took this as my sign to open my mouth for round 2.

This time was less rough, but it was still deep. Gio remained in control and did long, deep strokes into my throat. This went on for a long time, but the slow pace allowed me to time breaths just right as he stroked out.

Suddenly, he stopped with his cock halfway in. “It’s time for a little help.” And I heard the familiar pop and felt him hold the left nostril close while he held the poppers to my right. I took a big hit and inhaled while his cock was in my throat. The sensation must feel good for him as I heard him moan. He repeated the routine on the other side.

“My turn but you can get started.” Then I heard the sounds of him taking a hit of poppers while I slowly began impaling my throat on his cock.

As the poppers began to kick in for both of us, Gio took control. It was both faster and deeper.

“I’m fully loaded today. It’s been 3 days since I’ve shot a load. For me, that’s an eternity.”

The idea of his balls being full of a 3-day load turned me on. I let out a sigh while sucking his cock.

“Oh yeah? You like that idea of swallowing a giant load? Good! You’ve done well today, so you’ll get your prize, but you’re going to have to work for it.”

Gio kept long stroking my face. With my blindfold on, I could not see whether his balls were rising, so I had no clue how close he really was. We might be a few seconds or hours away from him cumming. I got the feeling he might have that kind of control.

He stopped for us to do another round of poppers. Once again, his pace quickened as the poppers took effect. However, this time must have been the magic moment. He kept pumping and then suddenly drove deep and held my head in place.

“Here’s comes your reward. That sweet 3-day load.”

I felt the first shot hit the back of my throat. And suddenly he kept shooting. There was no way I could get all this down. I tried to swallow as much as I could.

“Too much to handle? Here I’ll leave it for you to enjoy later.”

And with that he pulled out and shot the rest of the load all over my face and chest. As the last drops shot out of his cock, he smacked that still hard, but softening, cock against my face and smeared the cum around.

“Here. Clean off any last bit of cum,” he said as he stuck his cock back in my mouth for a few strokes.

“Now you know the rules. When you hear the shower running, you can take the blindfold off. If you take it off before then or if you are still here when my shower ends, you forfeit any possibility of returning.”

“Additionally, you are not allowed to wipe off my cum until you get home. I don’t care how many people you pass by. They should see you as the cocksucker you are.”

“Continue to follow the rules and I will contact you when I am ready for your next anonymous training session. Good job today. Your technique is definitely improving.”

With that, I heard the door close as he left the room. I reached down and felt how soaked my jockstrap had been. Once again, I had cum without ever touching myself with only Gio’s cock in my throat for stimulation. Gio truly had me dick-matized.

I heard the shower start, so I quickly removed the blindfold. Although part of me wanted to look for any picture in this apartment for what this stud who had me under his trance looked like, I dared not be caught past the shower and risk not getting the next invitation. I quickly got dressed, although I debated if I put my tank on or leave it off so that I might have his cum to taste when I got home.

I decided shirtless at night and not in summer might be a little too suspicious. I was already sporting a cum covered face. I only walked past a few people in his apartment to get to my car. Only one gave me a weird look. Perhaps I was not the first of Gio’s trainees the others had seen. Luckily, no one in my apartment complex saw me enter.

I wiped the remaining cum off my face with my hand and savored the taste. I had to keep the memory as vivid as possible, especially since I have no clue how long it might be for my next session with Gio.