Tom Holland & Peter Parker Imagines & Preferences (book 2)

Strip Pong (smut)

The only people left at the party were Harrison, Harry, Tom and you. Everyone else had left about an hour ago, but you four were still invested in the game. You had played two rounds of beer pong, first time on Harrison's team, the second time on Harry's team. Now you're with Tom, but this time was different.

"We're changing the rules," Harrison says, as he fills the cups once again, resetting everything. "Because we're already drunk off our asses, and some of us have work tomorrow morning instead of drinking, it'll be stripping."

"Oooooooo," Harry said, earning a slap to the back of the head by Haz.

"Is everyone in?" Haz said, already holding the ping pong balls. Tom looked at you raising his brows.

"You in?" He asked.

"Obviously." You said.

"We're in," Tom said standing next to you. You and Tom weren't together, just friends. You've known him and his family since high school, so friends. Except for that small attraction and your heart beating faster and your cheeks turning a pink every time he talks to you...anyways the game.

You got the ball twice, making Haz and Harry kick off their shoes. It was fun and there were laughs and jokes being thrown in the air.

"Are we allowed to drink if want to tho?" Harry asked, making Tom rolled his eyes playfully.

"Yea, but you still gotta strip mate." Haz said tossing the ball in the cup, making you take your socks off.

Soon enough, everyone had their shirts off, except for Harry he decided to take his pants off first, he was drunker then he was telling you guys.

"I make this one, y/n takes her bra off." Haz said, adding a wink. Toms jaw clenched at the comment but he didn't say anything.

"You wish." You said laughing, Tom laughed along with you, but Haz couldn't help but laugh because of Tom's reactions. Yes, he knew that Tom has a huge ass crush on you and Tom always tells him about how much he wants you but he never does anything too afraid of what will happen. Haz also knows about your crush and knows how much you guys would be perfect together if you guys just grow a pair. But anyways...

"Boxers off." You said wiggling your brows at Haz. Haz laughed shaking his head, but instead of taking off his boxers he takes off the bandana he was wearing. "What?! You can't-"

"Oh yes, I can darling, any article of clothing, last time I checked this count." Haz said laughing.

"If I knew, I would've worn a bunch of bandana's dickhead." You said making the boys laugh.

Now everyone was only in their boxers (you still had a bra on). The numbers were close. However, surprisingly Harry got one in perfectly, earning a laugh from Haz as Tom fake laughed because now he was turning half-way around, pulling his boxers down. You couldn't help but glance to the side to get a look. But your eyes lingered.

"Need something love?" Tom teased, catching you checking him out.

"Nope-Nothin...I'm fine." You turn back around, making Tom laugh to himself. Haz and Harry were also laughing at the awkward interaction making you mouth out a 'fuck you'. Tom moved behind you, holding your hips, and shifting you so you were in front of him. You froze for a minute before looking over your shoulder to a bashful Tom.

"If you don't mind?" He says.

"Not at all." You turn back around. Tom's hands stay on your hips. It's your turn to toss the ball, bending over slightly, your ass brushing his cock. Tom's hands instinctively tighten around your waist, holding back a whimper, and soon you feel something hard on your upper thigh. You turn around, and you can see Toms burning red cheeks.