Jack had been uncertain about moving in after viewing the apartment, the location was pretty good, it was a decent size and dealing with just one roommate sounded great, it had just been who the roommate was, Tia. Tia was 25 she'd told him, only a few years younger than himself, she was bubbly, almost flirtatious when she'd shown him around the apartment, she was short with blonde hair, a smattering of freckles across her nose and cheeks with this perfect body and full.lips. he'd been attracted to her straight away. It had nearly put him off, he didn't feel fully comfortable with it but couldn't really articulate why in the end though he'd convinced himself to go for it and he'd moved in with her.That had been three weeks ago and they'd just started to fall into a more natural rhythm, each getting used to the others little quirks and routines.
Jack heard Tia’s laughter coming from the lounge as soon as he walked into the apartment and couldn’t help the smile that crept onto his face, there was something about her laughter that was infectious. He was becoming infatuated with her he knew but it’s not like he could help it, she was gorgeous, had a great sense of humour and was always fun to be around, she was often flirty with him but he was pretty sure that was just who she was, she was like that with every guy he’d seen her interact with. Just don’t do anything silly he told himself, the apartment is great, she’s a great roommate, don’t fuck it up by needlessly hitting on her or being a creep.
“Hey Tia.” He said as he entered the shared kitchen and living room area.
“Hey you,” she answered, she was hustling around in the kitchen, cleaning and putting stuff away with a glass of wine in hand, “how’s your day been?”
“Fine thanks,” he answered, he’d spent most of the afternoon catching up with a friend at a local bar, “what about you?”
She was wearing a pair of pink shorts that hugged her hips and ass cheeks and a thin white T shirt and he sat on one of the stools by the kitchen island to watch her work,
“It’s been good, and I’m pretty much finished with the chores.” She said as she began unloading the dishwasher. Jack was pretty sure from the way her boobs bounced and moved that she was braless and he felt himself getting hard as he tried not to stare.
“Ah crap, sorry Tia, you should have left some for me.” Yep he thought as he spoke and she turned to face him, boobs bouncing and jiggling, definitely braless
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“Don’t worry about it,” she grinned as he looked up from her chest to her face, “I’m sure I’ll find something you can do to make it up to me later. I mean the toilet probably needs cleaning.” She grinned wider before turning away from him.
Jack smiled and then shook his head once she was facing away, shit, caught out, he thought as he felt his cheeks begin to flush, he’d been determined not to be a creep and she’d just caught him staring at her tits. Well, he thought to himself, at least she didn’t seem too mad and really what did she expect dressing and looking like that, any guy alive would stare.
He looked up again as she laughed, she was watching the TV over his shoulder, he swivelled in his seat and looked just in time to see some kid get a tennis ball fired straight into his nuts by some launcher, next was what looked like some backyard family thing and a guy in his fifties stood by a piñata getting whacked in the balls as someone tried to crack the piñata, then some kid and a dog that turns around and shakes its body wagging its tail wildly, each wag of the tail slapping the poor kids nuts before he keeled over.
“Uhhh…” he turned around to a wide grin and more giggling from Tia as she watched, “what are you watching?” His smile growing as he watched her giggle.
“YouTube.”
“Right...” Jack looked back at the TV and saw a guy trying to walk along a thin metal handrail before slipping and landing groin first on the bar.
“Why what’s up?” Tia asked with that same grin, “Is it making you a bit uncomfortable?” She raised an eyebrow and laughed.
“Nah, nah,” Jack laughed along, “just wondering I guess.” It was a little strange he thought that she was just searching and watching videos of guys getting their nuts hurt but hey whatever, each to their own, it wasn’t that weird really, Americas funniest home videos played this kind of stuff all the time when he was younger and whatever this compilation was someone obviously watched it or it wouldn’t be on YouTube.
Tia closed the dishwasher with a clang and leaned on the counter, arms crossed below her tits, Jack used every ounce of will power he had to maintain eye contact, the cleavage he could just about make out in the lower periphery of his vision pulling his eyes like a magnet.
“What no sympathy for the poor guys at all?” She asked, she smiled and brushed an errant hair from her face before turning and opening a beer from the fridge and sliding it across to him.
Jack shrugged not sure what to say, in the three weeks they’d lived together she’d been friendly and mildly flirtatious but this seemed a whole new facet of her, he took a big gulp of the beer.
“Hey, when you moved in you said you were 420 friendly right?” She asked, picking up her wine glass and draining it, giving him a chance to check out her chest again.
“Uh yeah, why?” He’d smoked weed a few times before, it wasn’t a habit but he had no problem if she wanted to indulge.
“Sweet,” she said as she walked around the island and he took this opportunity to admire the way her hips and ass moved, “Come on out to the balcony, what do ya say?” She picked up a small box and opened it, picking out a joint and wiggling it on his direction.
He thought for a moment, he knew smoking made him a bit clumsy and dopey but he didn't want to be the wet blanket, “yeah, sure.”
Out on the balcony Tia lit the joint, the pungent smell of the weed drifting over to him, he inhaled and stifled a cough as Tia took a few puffs and passed it over, she leaned over the balcony and looked out at the street, humming to herself. Jack took a small hit and focused on not coughing and then a second hit before laying the joint in the ashtray and taking a sip of beer as Tia began to tell him a story about some couple she’d spotted arguing down on the street earlier that afternoon. Halfway through he started to feel the weed working its magic, he felt slow and spacey, it was a feeling he’d never been able to decide if he enjoyed or not.and he lost the thread of Tias story, listening to the softness of her voice rather than the words.
He was staring out at the street when her tone changed, “sack tap!” She half yelled and she swung her arm backhanded between his legs, her knuckles perfectly catching his two balls and she burst out in laughter.
Jack grunted and bent over, trying not to drop the joint, “Fuck!” He coughed out as he managed to rest the joint in the ashtray and held onto the railing with one hand and cupped his balls protectively with the other. The pain was still building, it’d been a while since he’d been hit in the nuts but a guy never forgets that feeling he thought and groaned again as that horrible ache spread.
Tia laughed again and picked up the joint, “Sorry I couldn’t resist,” followed by more giggles, “Are you ok?”
“Uh yeah,” he laughed a little with her and tried to stand straight, “you just caught me good.”
“Yeah?” She asked, seeming pleased, she took a drag of the joint and breathed it out slowly, “Did I get em both?”
“Both?” He asked. She had got them both, her aim had been perfect.
“Yeah, y’know, both of your balls?” Whether it was the weed, the wine or just excitement she giggled again, he didn’t answer for a moment, “If I didn’t I can always try again, who did I miss lefty or righty?” She raised her hand up and said waved it back and forth in a teasing but still kind of threatening gesture.
Unsure how to react Jack let out another grunt of amusement, “No you were right on target, got them both.” He stood up straight, still cupping his nuts and couldn’t help but smile at the look of amusement and joy on Tias face, shit he thought, I’ve got it bad, smiling at her after she’s just whacked my nuts. He picked up his beer and took a swig as his balls throbbed, he knew that ache would take a little while to disappear completely.
Tia held the joint out to him, “Peace offering,” she grinned again, “maybe it'll make them feel better?”
He shook head to both the offering and the question, “Nah I’m good, uh not really, just gotta wait it out.” Answering her question seemed strange, talking to her about his balls gave him a weird feeling.
She stubbed the joint out and left it in the ashtray, “Might as well head back in then, come on.” She turned and headed back inside and Jack followed, free to stare at the way her perfect bubble shaped ass moved beneath her shorts. Between the weed and the beers at the bar he felt spaced out and hazy and he followed the roll of her hips dumbly, the throbbing in his balls a strange counterpoint to his lust for her.
“How long?” Tia asked as she poured herself more wine and picked up her phone. She looked up at the TV as she selected another clip on YouTube.
“Uh how long what?” Jack asked, sitting on the couch slowly and finishing his beer.
“How long will your nuts hurt for?” She asked, a smile playing across her lips, apparently enjoying herself. A new video started to play on the large TV, another compilation of guys getting their nuts hurt.
Jack paused for a moment, this is definitely weird he thought, what is she obsessed with busting guys balls or something? He’d never noticed it before but he hadn’t lived with her long and this was the first time they’d drunk together, maybe that explained it. Or maybe she was just in some weird mood. Will it be weird if I don’t answer? Oh man what the fuck, he thought and shook his head in an attempt to clear it.
“I dunno, I’ve never really counted but a little while.” Jack said deciding that he was too impaired to try wiggle his way out of it. Plus that strange feeling he had when he spoke about his balls wasn’t exactly unpleasant, quite the opposite in fact. He concentrated on his balls now as he spoke, not something he’d normally do if they were aching, he’d been kicked and hit in the balls a fair few times in his life, like most guys, and he’d always tried to ignore it and wish it away. Now he focused on them, on the way they ached , feeling hot and sickly, the way his legs felt sore and a little wobbly, the way they sent little tendrils of pain up into his stomach and abdomen. All from that one little slap he thought, look what she’s reduced my balls to, a liability. It was a shocking thought, not one he’d had before but he realized it was true and the constant cycle on the screen of guys getting hit over and over only reinforced it.
“Oh come on, how long,” Tia repeated eagerly, “like are your nuts still sore now?” She sounded hopeful.
“Uh yeah, a little bit, the pain starts off bad and then slowly eases but it kind of spreads, they’re starting to feel a bit better, in a couple minutes they’ll probably be fine again.”
“Awww, that’s good.” She answered with a bright smile, "Wouldn't't want the poor things aching for too long would we?"
She looked back at the TV and giggled as she watched more guys getting racked, one after the other, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam nut shot after nut shot, guys curling up grabbing their manhood, groaning and whining.
Jacks attention flipped between the TV and her, he couldn’t help but smile at her reaction and laugh along despite his own recent nut shot still leaving a mild ache.
“Another beer?” She asked him waving a bottle in his direction and opening as he nodded. She walked over to him with the beer and placed it on the table next to him then stood, hands on her hips looking down at him. Jack tried to focus on not staring at her tits but they were right in front of of him, right in his face, so close he knew he'd be able to see the shape of her nipple if he looked. Fuck he wanted to look so bad.
By the time he realized he was staring it was too late, she had her eyebrow raised and that familiar grin. He started to apologize but she cut him off, “Can I do it again?”
“Do it again?” He knew the weed and the beer had slowed him down but she couldn’t be asking what he thought she was, could she?
“Yeah, come on, one more little sack tap. A big strong guy like you can take one little hit to the nuts right?” She teased.
Her tits seemed to bounce and jiggle as she spoke and he wondered if it was intentional, was she trying to distract him and get him to agree? Fuck he thought to himself, her body is amazing, the soft, sensual curves, the smooth tanned skin, the gentle bounce of her tits, he could smell her, she smelled fresh but flowery and he could suddenly feel himself getting hard. Jack felt himself nodding and saying that yes, he’d let her sack tap him again, it was like an out of body experience.
Tia bounced up and down with glee, “Yes!" She even clapped, "Ok, ok stand up then.” She almost danced backwards, her body swaying and moving.
Jack stood up, he felt unsteady on his feet, was this really happening he wondered? Then he saw the look on Tias face and looked down at himself. The thin material of his shorts did absolutely nothing to hide his erection and there was a clear and incredibly embarrassing tent poking out from his groin. He just stared at himself, at his hard cock pointing at the very person who’d caused the issue. He looked up at her, horrified that he’d let this happen, he’d known he was getting hard, why hadn’t he thought of something? Then he saw her face, she wasn’t mad or angry or disgusted or disappointed, she looked quite happy about it, amused almost.
She was clearly out of his league, he knew it, surely she knew it but there was suddenly a part of him that wondered, what if?
“Looks like someone’s pleased to see me!” Tia said bursting out laughing. Jack just stared as her tits began bouncing and jiggling again, “Ok, um, could you like do something about it?” She asked, still grinning.
“Something…?” Jack was lost, he had no idea where he was supposed to go from here.
“Yeah, like, make it go down?”
“I uh, I can’t just make it go away…” Jack mumbled, as a thought came to him, was this an offer?
“Well it’s gunna get in the way, just push it out of the way or something.” She scrunched her nose up and smiled at him.
Fuck she’s gorgeous he thought to himself. Wait in the way of what? His thoughts were slow and jumbled.
Embarrassed and trying not to let her spot his actual cock he reached into his shorts and pulled his erection up and tucked it beneath his waist band, pinning it against his body.
“Huh, neat trick, guys can just hide it like that?” She asked, her eyes locked onto his groin, “ok spread your legs a bit, yup just like that, now hands behind your back, good boy.”
Jack smiled at the compliment and did as she asked, unsure on the what or the why having already forgotten what she’d asked of him. He watched her approach with a dumb smile on his lips, all pretence forgotten and discarded, he stared at her tits, almost drooling.
Tia stood slightly to one side of him and looked him in the eyes, holding his gaze for a moment, then she said, sweetly with a beaming smile, “Sack tap.” She brought her arm back as she spoke and made a fist and then swung it underarm, bringing it up between his legs and Jack watched it happen, her hand made a graceful arc, he never thought to move or protect himself, he just watched the hammer blow to his balls come and felt the heavy and painful moment of impact.
“Oooof!!!” Jack exhaled all the air in his bidy as her blow handed and he crumpled around her fist, his balls firing off emergency signals to his brain that over rode everything else, he coughed out again, “fuckkkk….” The word drawing out as he fell to his knees and he cupped his balls for the second time that day. He wanted to fall sideways and lay on the ground to cradle his smashed nuts but somehow he forced himself to stay on his knees, one hand between his legs his other forearm lay on the floor with his head resting on it. His balls burned and throbbed much worse and he sucked in air, moaning softly with each exhale.
“Bullseye!” Tia laughed and he could just make out her doing some kind of victory jig above him, “uhmmm are you ok?”
Jack turned his head so he could see her out of one eye, her hand was covering her mouth, obviously trying not to laugh at him. He blew out a breath of air, “uh huh” he nodded a little.
Tia knelt down next to him and put a hand on his back, “Wow I must have gotten them good, are you really ok?” She still sounded on the brink of laughter but there was a tinge of concern in her voice now.
Somehow Jack managed to force himself into a kneeling position and he sat back on his heels, both hands cupping his balls. Tia smiled at him and he smiled back then they both began laughing. Each laugh seemed to make his balls throb in pain as though they wondered why he was laughing at their agony but he couldn’t help it, laugh and then moan at the pain and the way Tia giggled each time would cause him to smile and laugh a little, followed by another throb of pain.
“Fuck.” he muttered, finally calming down and struggling to his feet, his balls protesting each movement.
“Sorry, did I whack them too hard?” Tia giggled again, “Well I guess that took care of your hard on!” She burst out laughing again, unable to help herself, “Come on, hop on the sofa, I’m sure it’s not that bad, just gotta wait it out, right?”
“Right.” he answered as he laid back on the sofa, sighing at the mild relief offered by not having to move and being able to hold his smashed nuts with his hands.
“Do you want, like, ice or frozen peas or something?” She asked him, obviously still finding the whole thing hilarious.
“Ah fuck,” Jack moaned again, try to get a handle on the pain, “no, no thanks.”
He felt her sit on the sofa next to him and kind of snuggle up against him, he could feel the warmth and the softness of her against his side, the tickle of her hair against his neck and face but before he could react she pulled away and stood up, patting him on the chest.
“Well thanks for letting me, ya know, whack!” She laughed, “do you want another drink?”