Flatmates - Ch1: Dating sucks

Mia's toned legs stretched out before her, one bent at the knee as she balanced on the plush yoga mat that covered the hardwood floor. Her tight yoga pants clung to her curves as she reached for the ceiling, her chest rising and falling with deep, rhythmic breaths. The room was bathed in the soft glow of string lights that traced the perimeter, casting shadows that danced with each movement she made. The faint smell of incense filled the air, mixing with her light sweat. She was lost in the moment, her mind focused solely on the stretch of her muscles and the calming sounds playing softly through the speaker.


Her eyes were closed, a look of concentration etched on her face as she transitioned into downward-facing dog. Her dark hair, pulled back into a messy bun, fell in loose strands around her face, framing her delicate features. Her skin was smooth and tan from her weekly beach trips, a stark contrast to the stark white fabric that hugged her form. Each inhale filled her lungs with the quiet power of the room, and with each exhale, she pushed her thoughts of the upcoming university exams away. The soft fabric of her sports bra barely contained her perky breasts as they swayed with the effort of her pose.

The flat she called home was a gift from her family, a cozy two-bedroom retreat in the heart of the city. They had bought it for her when she'd decided to move away for college, ensuring that she had everything she could need in order to focus on her studies. Mia knew how lucky she was and made sure to take advantage of the environment to the fullest. It was her safe haven and one that she had grown to love more and more, especially as she entered her second year at university.

Although she loved her quiet time, Mia had quickly realised that a bit of company was the perfect balance. That was why, having becoming close friends with Jake in her first year, she had made a deal with him to allow him to rent her spare room at a big discount. Jake's athletic build and easy smile balanced by his shy demeanor. They had met during a college party, bonding over a mutual love for spicy food and trashy reality TV shows. Over time, their friendship had grown into something unique, but one that both didn't acknowledge.

As Mia moved through her yoga routine, she had no idea that Jake was on his way back home, feeling more sexually frustrated than he had in a long time. Lexi had been everything he'd dreamed of and more, teasing him all evening with subtle touches and suggestive glances. Yet she'd left him hanging, with a knowing smile and a promise of "next time". Although he was grateful that Mia had set them up, he felt on edge as he stepped into the flat, his mind racing with images of the evening's events.

Jake, trying to be quiet, gently closed the door behind him, hoping to avoid disturbing Mia in case she was studying. His heart skipped a beat when he saw her, silhouetted by the dim lights, her body moving like a dancer. The sight of her in her yoga gear shocked him, yet he couldn't help but admire her beauty, the way the fabric clung to her curves, leaving little to the imagination. He leaned against the doorframe, watching her in awe, his breath hitching slightly as his thoughts drifted from frustration to desire. Watching her sweat drip, his mind went blank.




Mia, sensing his presence, opened one eye and peered over her shoulder, a playful smile forming. "Jake, I thought you were going to be out all night," she teased. Glancing down, she noticed the obvious bulge in his pants and her smile grew mischievous. "Couldn't wait to tell me all about it?"

Jake's face flushed red. He finally noticed his erection was visible through his jeans, and he felt a mix of embarrassment and arousal as Mia's gaze lingered there. "It was...uh, a good date," he stuttered, trying to readjust himself without being too obvious.

Mia's laughter filled the room, making Jake's heart race faster. She switched to a more relaxed pose, sitting cross-legged, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "So good, you had to come back early?" she quipped, her voice turning sympathetic. "oh now, is it the same issue we talked about last month? Did you...ummm... end....prematurely again?"

Had it been any other girl than Mia asking him, he would have died from embarrassment. However, Mia and him had an incredibly open relationship and thanks to their weekly roommate 'dates', they knew everything about each other. Mia's sympathy warmed him and he understood that his 'problem' was something that she genuinely cared about.

They moved to the sofa, their shared space where they had had countless heart-to-hearts, movie nights and even a few drunken confessions. Jake flopped down, his shoulders dropping with the weight of his frustration. Mia sat down beside him, her legs folded beneath her, looking at him with concern. "So, what happened?" she asked gently.

Jake took a deep breath and recounted his evening with Lexi. He described the flirty conversations, the way Lexi used her feet under the table during dinner, and the way she had whispered into his ear whilst they had sat in the uber all the way back to her place. "But she didn't let me..." he said, his voice filled with both amazement and defeat. "She kept pushing me to the edge and then backing off. Plus she kept smiling, it drove me crazy."

Mia's eyes widened at his revelation. "Four hours?" she repeated incredulously. "That's...that's a really long time." She bit her bottom lip, trying to hold back a laugh. "I'm sorry, Jake," she said, her voice tinged with humor, "but that's kind of... intense."

Jake groaned, his hands rubbing his face. "I know, it's ridiculous. I just wanted to come home and... relax," he admitted, his voice trailing off as he blushed deeper.

Mia's expression grew more serious. "Jake, remember the rule," she reminded him gently. "We talked about this."

Jake nodded, his cheeks flushing even more. "Yeah," he mumbled, "you don't like the smell."

The rule had been set early on in their friendship-turned-living-arrangement. Mia had a strict no-masturbation policy in the flat for men, claiming that the scent lingered and was unpleasant. It was a quirky request, but Jake had agreed, mostly to respect her boundaries. But now, the irony was not lost on him. "Well, your friend got me all...worked up," he said, trying to keep the frustration out of his voice.

Mia studied him, her gaze filled with a mix of sympathy and something else, something that made his heart race even more. She leaned in closer, her breath warm against his cheek. "Look, I know it's tough," she whispered, her hand reaching out to lightly rest on his thigh. "But maybe... maybe I can help a friend out."

Her touch sent a jolt of electricity through him, and he turned to look at her, his eyes searching hers for any sign of a joke. But she was dead serious, her dark eyes filled with a gentle concern that made his chest tighten. "What do you mean?" he asked, his voice low and hoarse.

Mia bit her lip, looking away for a brief moment before meeting his gaze again. "I mean, I could help you...you know, relieve some of that tension," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "But you have to be really quiet."

Jake's heart pounded in his chest. This was new territory for them, and he didn't know how to respond. The air in the room grew thick with anticipation, the tension palpable. He swallowed hard, his eyes never leaving hers. "Mia, are you sure?"

She nodded slowly, a soft smile playing on her lips. "We're friends, Jake. And friends help each other out." She leaned in closer, her hand sliding up to cup his cheek. "Plus, my vibrator broke last week and you've probably noticed that I've been a bit more aggressive than usual."


Jake couldn't believe what was happening. He nodded, his throat dry. "Okay," he murmured.

Mia's smile grew wider, and she leaned in to give him a gentle kiss on the cheek. "Let's get comfortable. Also, tell me how she teased you," she whispered, her voice like a seductive promise.

Without any warning, she slapped his balls playfully, her mischievous grin lighting up her face. "Just making sure you know who the boss is," she said, her voice low and dominant. The sudden pain was shocking, but it only served to heighten his arousal. He groaned, glaring at her in frustration.

"I know it's been a while Jake, I just want to make sure you don't....make a mess too soon. Especially since I know that you haven't had a chance to empty your pipes since last week" Mia emphathised.

Jake chuckled nervously, his body tensing as she pulled the blanket over them, creating a cozy cocoon. "Thanks for the reminder," he murmured, his cheeks still flushed from her playful assault.

"are you absolutely sure about this?" Jake asked, still shocked at the turn of events.

Ignoring him, Mia leaned over to the side table and turned on the TV, flipping through the channels until she found a reality dating show. The mundane sounds of couples in beach clothing filled the room, providing a surprisingly soothing background to the tension that was building between them. She positioned herself so that she was sitting next to him, the fabric of her yoga pants brushing against his skin. "This should help keep things... less awkward," she said, throwing their favorite blanket over their laps.

Her movements were swift and practiced as she unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, her hands deftly sliding under the waistband of his boxers to free his erection. Jake couldn't believe that this was happening with Mia, his best friend. His heart was racing, his thoughts a whirlwind as she gently wrapped her hand around his shaft.

Mia began to stroke him, her touch firm but gentle. She watched him closely, studying his reactions as she varied her speed and grip. She hadn't done this for ages, but she begin to experiment with different techniques.

"Tell me how she did it," she whispered, her voice thick with curiosity. " did she make you feel like this?"

Jake's eyes fluttered closed as he tried to recreate the feeling of Lexi's teasing touch. He described the way she had traced her fingers along the inside of his thigh, the way she had whispered about her thong being soaked. Mia listened intently, her strokes matching the rhythm of his words.

The TV was a mere distraction now, the sound of their breathing and the occasional slap of skin as Mia worked him growing louder. She leaned in closer, her breath hot against his ear. "Is this what you needed, Jake?" she murmured.

He nodded, unable to speak, his body wound tight as a spring. "More," he managed to croak out.

Mia's smile grew sly. She knew exactly what he needed. She slid her hand away, leaving him gasping, and then leaned back to peel off her yoga pants. Underneath, she wore a simple black thong that was already damp with anticipation. She straddled him fully, her legs on either side of his hips.

"Now, tell me again," she whispered, her voice low and seductive. "How did she tease you?"

Jake's eyes widened as he felt her heat against him. "Her...her feet," he stuttered. "She kept...moving her feet against my leg."

Mia nodded, a glint in her eye. She lifted one of her legs, her bare foot finding its way to his thigh. She began to stroke him with her foot, her toes tracing the outline of his erection. The sensation was unbelievable, making him groan.

Their eyes locked as she moved her foot, mimicking the way Lexi had teased him. The reality of the situation washed over him, and he felt his orgasm building, a wave of pleasure that threatened to consume him.

Mia could feel it too, her own arousal growing with each stroke of her foot. She knew that she was crossing a line, but she couldn't help it.

"IRemember, you only cum in this flat when I let you," she whispered, maintaining eye contact

"Not yet," Mia whispered, slowing down just in time. "Tell me how she stopped you from cumming when we both know you're a quickshot."

Jake's breathing grew erratic as he recalled the moments of agonising pleasure and frustration. "Lexi... she kept...squeezing... them," he stuttered, pointing to the base of his cock. "Mercilessly."

Mia's eyes widened with understanding. "oh Jake, that's terrible!" she said with a knowing smile. "Well, let's see if I can do it better." Her hand slid down to cup his balls, her thumb applying gentle pressure as she began to squeeze them rhythmically, mimicking Lexi's cruel game but making it pleasurable.

Jake's eyes rolled back in his head. "Yes," he groaned, his voice a mix of pleasure and pain. "But she didn't just squeeze, she...she kept me on edge," he managed to get out between gasps. "For hours."

Mia nodded, her grip tightening just enough to make him squirm. "I see," she murmured, her voice a low purr. "How many times did she do this?"

"I lost count," he admitted, his body shaking with the effort of holding back. "But every time I begged her to stop, she just...smiled."

Mia's own arousal spiked at the thought of Jake's desperation, her grip tightening slightly. "And did she?"

"No," Jake moaned, his hips bucking slightly. "Not until she told me she needed to sleep and I could either sleep by her feet, tied up, or go home."

Their eyes met, and in that moment, Mia realised that it was her fault for setting up the date. She leaned in, her breasts brushing against his chest, her voice a seductive whisper. "Do you want me to fix the issues?"

He nodded, unable to form coherent words. "But remember," she said, her eyes dark with desire, "you cum when I say so."

With that, she spat on his cock and begin to stroke it expertly. Jake's eyes rolled back as he immediately began to breathe heavily, precum pouring out.

As he approached what would surely be the best orgasm of his life, he whispered "she was such a bitch"

"JAKE! How dare you call a girl that?"

Mia's voice was a sharp crack, and before he could even process her words, her hand shot out and connected with his balls with incredible force, precum blasting across the room as his cock was denied a perfect release. Pain exploded through him, and he doubled over, his breath leaving him in a choking gasp. He had never seen Mia this angry before, and the sudden shift from seductive teasing to furious reprimand was terrifying.

Jake curled into a fetal position on the sofa, his hand clutching his throbbing testicles as he wheezed for air. "Mia, I'm sorry," he managed to squeak out through clenched teeth.

Mia's eyes narrowing into him as she straddled him again, this time with a look of fury. "You don't get to use that word," she spat out. "You don't get to talk about any woman like that, especially not when I'm the one with my hand on your dick!"

Jake nodded, his eyes wide with pain and understanding. "I'm sorry," he squeaked. "I didn't mean it like that."

Mia leaned back, crossing her arms over her chest. Her breasts rose and fell with her heavy breaths, the fabric of her sports bra straining against her heaving chest. "You're lucky I don't kick you out of this apartment right now," she said, her voice shaking with anger. "But I know you're not a bad person. Plus where would you go?."

For a moment, the room was silent except for their ragged breathing. The tension was thick enough to cut with a knife, but then Mia's expression softened, and she reached out to stroke his hair. "But Jake," she said, her voice gentle again, "you do need to learn some self-control."

Her hand slid down to his cock again, and she began to stroke it with purpose. Jake's eyes squeezed shut as he tried not to whimper. "You can't just cum because you're horny," she whispered. "You have to respect the person giving you that pleasure, and you have to respect me."

He nodded, tears pricking the corners of his eyes. "I do respect you, Mia," he murmured.

"Good," she said, her voice firm. "Because if you ever say something like that again, I'll make sure you're hung up by your balls."

Weirdly enough, the pain from her earlier punch had only made him harder, and now the idea of being hung by his balls was almost too much to bear. Mia gasped as a pathetic squirt of precum landed on his stomach.

"plus it's your first date, what makes you think that Lexi needs to get you off whenever you want? Did YOU even make her cum? Do YOU even want to date her properly" Mia asked, still straddling him.

Jake's face flushed even deeper, and he looked away, his voice barely audible. "No, she didn't... she said she had classes tomorrow."

Mia sighed, her anger dissipating slightly. She knew that Jake could be a bit clueless at times, but he was a good guy. She leaned in and hugged, her hand still wrapped around his erection. "It's okay," she said softly. "We'll work on it together."

With that, she began to stroke him again, her movements slow and deliberate. She watched his reactions, noticing the way his breath hitched and his body tensed.

"You're doing so well, Jake," she murmured. "You're going to make it all the way for me, aren't you?"

Jake nodded, his eyes squeezed shut. "I'm trying," he gasped.

Mia's strokes grew faster, her hand a blur as she worked him closer to the edge. She felt him stiffen beneath her, his hips moving in time with her hand. "Tell me when you're going to cum," she instructed, her voice demanded.

"Mia, I'm...I'm gonna..." he started, his voice a strangled moan.

"Not yet," she said, her hand slowing almost to a stop. "We're going to do this right."

Jake's eyes snapped open, and he looked at her in confusion.

"I'm going to set a timer for 30 minutes. I'm not going to go easy on you Jake, I'm going to teach you how to control yourself. Here's the deal. If you cum before 30 minutes, I will tell Lexi not to see you again. If you can last that long, I'll personally tell Lexi to use her mouth and finish you off. You know she'll do it if I encourage her... How you stop yourself from cumming is up to you, ok? I'll tell Google to start the timer.... and there we go!" With that, Lexi pulled Jake back into a seated position on the sofa and began stroking.

"I'm so glad that you feel comfortable telling me everything. Don't you want me to help you with your premature ejaculation issue? Do you really think that Lexi will say yes to a 3rd date if you cum in her mouth in 1 minute?" Mia asked, her eyes showing genuine concern and openness.

Jake took a deep breath, his mind racing with the potential of losing Lexi and the embarrassment that would follow. He nodded, his voice barely audible. "Okay, I trust you, Mia."

Mia's strokes grew more insistent, her hand a blur as she watched the timer tick down. Jake's breath grew ragged, his body taut with the effort of holding back. He tried to slow her down, but she just laughed and reminded him of the rules. "No cheating," she whispered, her breath hot against his ear.

In a moment of sheer desperation, Jake blurted out, "Mia, please, I can't...I need you to...to do something."

Her eyes met his, a hint of amusement in her gaze. "What do you need?" she asked innocently.

"Step on them," he begged, his voice desperate. "Please, it's the only way."

Mia's eyebrows shot up in surprise, but she didn't miss a beat. She leaned back and placed one of her dainty feet on his balls, pressing down lightly. Jake's eyes widened, and he let out a strangled sound that was somewhere between a groan and a laugh. She found it hilarious, watching his face contort in pleasure and pain as she applied just enough pressure to keep him from climaxing.

"Is that what you needed?" she asked, her voice filled with mirth. She could feel his erection pulsing against her foot, and she found the position she was in to be shockingly arousing.

"Yes," Jake gasped. "More, before I CUM!."

Mia pressed down harder, her foot flexing slightly as she felt his testicles squish beneath her. She could see the sweat beading on his forehead, and she knew that he was close to begging for mercy. She didn't want to go too far, though. Afterall, she genuinely cared about him.


"Tell me more about Lexi," she said, as she leaned over and begin stroking him whilst flatting his balls with her feet. "What do you like about her?"

Jake's mind raced, trying to think of anything other than the pressure building in his cock. "Her...her smile," he managed to get out. "And her laugh."

Mia's strokes grew faster again, and Jake could feel himself losing control. "Her laugh," she repeated, her foot pressing down harder. "What else?"

"Her...her eyes," he panted. "They're so...so beautiful."

Mia's foot eased up slightly, and she leaned in to hug gently, her hand never stopping its relentless rhythm. "Good boy," she murmured. "You're almost there."

The timer reached 15 minutes, and Jake could feel the pressure building. He was so close, so incredibly close. "Mia, I can't," he moaned.

"You can," she whispered, her hand tightening around him. "Just focus on my voice."
In a moment of desperation, Jake pushed off Mia and looked around like a mad man. Mia, having fallen on the yoga mat, watched in morbid amusement as Jake grabbed the ornamental candle holder and slammed it into his swinging balls, eliciting a scream as he immediately collapsed on the carpet.

As Mia jumped up to go check on him, she heard him moaning "oh god, that was so close. My balls, my balls, my balls!"

Mia rushed over to Jake's side, her heart racing. She had never seen him in so much pain before, and she couldn't help but feel guilty for pushing him so far. "Are you okay?" she asked, her voice laced with concern.

Jake lay there, his body convulsing with pain and pleasure. "I...I think so," he gasped, his eyes squeezed shut.

Mia reached down to inspect his testicles, rolling them gently in her hand. "I'm sorry," she murmured, her eyes searching his face for any signs of serious injury.

Jake's eyes flew open, and he grabbed her wrist, his voice desperate. "Mia, stop," he begged. "Please, I can't...I can't take it anymore."

Her heart pounded as she realized she had gone too far. She had been so caught up in the moment that she had forgotten the boundaries she had set. She looked down at her hand, still cupping his sensitive flesh, and felt a mix of arousal and regret. "I'm sorry," she repeated, her voice shaking.

Slowly, she removed her hand and sat back on her heels. She had wanted to help him, but she had turned it into something else entirely. "The game is over," she said, her voice firm. "Let's just watch TV and...and forget about this, okay?"

Jake nodded, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath. He didn't know what had come over him, begging Mia to stop like that. But the pain had been unbearable, and he had reached his breaking point. "Thank you," he murmured, his voice thick with relief.

Mia sat there for a moment, her mind racing. She had never felt this powerful before, this in control of someone else's pleasure. It was a heady feeling, one that she wasn't sure she wanted to give up. But she knew that she had to, for Jake's sake.

They settled back onto the couch, the TV playing mindlessly in the background as they both tried to ignore the awkwardness that had settled between them. Jake's cock was hard again, surprising them both. As they made eye contact, both burst into laughter a the ridiculous situation, breaking the tension.

Mia cleared her throat. "So, about Lexi," she said, trying to steer the conversation back to safer ground. "Do you think she's the one for you?"

Jake's face reddened, and he looked away. "I don't know," he admitted. "But I do know that I can't go through that again."

Mia nodded, understanding. "I'll talk to her," she said. "We'll figure something out."

They sat in silence for a while longer, the air between them charged with the electricity of what had just transpired. Eventually, Jake leaned over and whispered, "Thanks, Mia. I'm sorry I called her a bitch."

Mia sighed, her eyes softening. "It's okay," she said. "But just remember, we treat each other with respect here."

Jake nodded, his eyes never leaving hers. "I know," he murmured. "I'm sorry."

The timer on the phone beeped, signaling the end of the 30 minutes. Mia picked it up, her hand shaking slightly. "Looks like you passed the test," she said, trying to keep her voice light.

Jake looked at her, his eyes filled with something she couldn't quite decipher. "What now?" he asked, his voice low and gruff.

Mia took a deep breath, steeling herself. "Now," she said, "you learn the true meaning of self control. Since you're serious about Lexi, it would be wrong for me to finish you off. So get comfortable and no touching yourself. Oh, and new rule, you aren't allowed to wear clothes in the flat anymore."

"And since I can't trust that you'll behave yet, you're sleeping in my bed tonight so that I can keep an eye on you. Got it?" Lexi asked, her voice leaving no option for disagreement.

Jake's cock twitched aggressively, making Mia giggle.

"I guess that's a yes! Now cuddle up, and let's finish this show" Mia ordered

Jake leaned in, wrapping Mia in his arms like they usually did on the sofa. This time however, his rock hard penis rubbed against her bare skin, precum coating her which she didn't seem to notice. His balls throbbed painfully, both sore and blueballed to a level he had never experienced before. Somehow, as Mia leaned further into him, he felt content. Mia would help secure Lexi and teach him how to control himself. What could go wrong?