I'm Alex, a nurse major in college.
My roommate is Terrence, an engineering major in college.
We are roommates. We are trapped inside due to quarantine policies.
The quarantine forced everyone to stay indoors. Lucky for me, I wasn’t stuck by myself—I was holed up with my roommate, Alex. We’d been best friends since high school, and now, as college roommates, we spent most days gaming, watching movies, and generally goofing off. When the boredom got too much, we’d play Mortal Kombat, betting stupid stuff like who had to buy dinner or do push-ups. But one night, after a few drinks, things took a wild turn.
I guess being cooped up had us both wound up. I had a girlfriend I FaceTimed sometimes, but Alex was single. That night, after way too many laughs and maybe one too many shots, one of us—probably me, in hindsight—threw out the dumbest bet yet. Loser had to give the winner a lap dance… in my girlfriend’s clothes.
Alex groaned when he lost, but I was already digging through my girlfriend’s drawer, tossing out lingerie like it was a damn fashion show. Lacy panties. A silky camisole. Tight black leggings that I knew were going to be a struggle. The look on his face was priceless—mortified, but also weirdly resigned, like he’d known this was coming.
"You’re enjoying this way too much," he muttered, snatching the clothes from me.
Damn right I was.
When he came out of the bathroom, I swear my jaw hit the floor. The leggings clung to him like they were made for him, showing off every curve of his surprisingly toned legs and—well, let’s just say the panties and camisole left nothing to the imagination. He ran a hand through his hair, sighing. "I look ridiculous."
I whistled. "Dude, you look hot."
Alex shot me a glare, but there was a flicker of something else—a hint of amusement, maybe pride—as he glanced at himself in the mirror. And yeah, okay, I wasn’t expecting to get turned on watching my best friend strip for me in my girlfriend’s lingerie, but life’s full of surprises.
"So," I said, leaning back on the couch, grinning. "You gonna dance, or what?"
Alex exhaled, shaking his head like he couldn’t believe he was doing this. Then, with a smirk, he turned his back to me—giving me a full view of that perfect ass hugged by my girl's tight leggings. The fabric clung to every firm, round curve, the sheer material just barely hiding the outline of the lace panties underneath. Jesus, had his ass always been this good? How had I never noticed before?
I swallowed hard, my mouth suddenly dry. His hips swayed as he dragged his fingers up his thighs, teasing before he took a slow step back—then another—until he was right on top of me.
"You enjoying the view?" he muttered over his shoulder, voice laced with equal parts irritation and smugness.
"Fuck yeah," I admitted without thinking, my hands twitching at my sides like I wanted to grab him right then.
He chuckled—low and knowing—before finally letting himself drop, the weight of him settling right into my lap. I stifled a groan as that perfect ass pressed against me, warm and firm. His hips shifted slightly, grinding back deliberately, and I had to bite my lip to keep from saying something stupid like, Do that again.
But Alex must’ve felt it—the undeniable hardness pressing against him as he shifted in my lap. His body went rigid, the playful sway of his hips freezing mid-grind. For a second, neither of us moved, the air between us suddenly thick with tension.
Then he twisted to look at me, his smirk gone, replaced by wide, startled eyes. My stomach dropped at the discomfort flashing across his face.
"Whoa. Dude. Seriously?" Alex blurted, scrambling off my lap like my touch burned. He stood a few feet back, arms crossed defensively. "That wasn’t—I didn’t think—" He cut himself off with a sharp exhale, running a hand through his hair.
The disappointment in his voice was sharp enough to slice right through the heat that had been building between us.
"This was a joke, Terry," he muttered, shaking his head. "A bad one, apparently."
My roommate is Terrence, an engineering major in college.
We are roommates. We are trapped inside due to quarantine policies.
The quarantine forced everyone to stay indoors. Lucky for me, I wasn’t stuck by myself—I was holed up with my roommate, Alex. We’d been best friends since high school, and now, as college roommates, we spent most days gaming, watching movies, and generally goofing off. When the boredom got too much, we’d play Mortal Kombat, betting stupid stuff like who had to buy dinner or do push-ups. But one night, after a few drinks, things took a wild turn.
I guess being cooped up had us both wound up. I had a girlfriend I FaceTimed sometimes, but Alex was single. That night, after way too many laughs and maybe one too many shots, one of us—probably me, in hindsight—threw out the dumbest bet yet. Loser had to give the winner a lap dance… in my girlfriend’s clothes.
Alex groaned when he lost, but I was already digging through my girlfriend’s drawer, tossing out lingerie like it was a damn fashion show. Lacy panties. A silky camisole. Tight black leggings that I knew were going to be a struggle. The look on his face was priceless—mortified, but also weirdly resigned, like he’d known this was coming.
"You’re enjoying this way too much," he muttered, snatching the clothes from me.
Damn right I was.
When he came out of the bathroom, I swear my jaw hit the floor. The leggings clung to him like they were made for him, showing off every curve of his surprisingly toned legs and—well, let’s just say the panties and camisole left nothing to the imagination. He ran a hand through his hair, sighing. "I look ridiculous."
I whistled. "Dude, you look hot."
Alex shot me a glare, but there was a flicker of something else—a hint of amusement, maybe pride—as he glanced at himself in the mirror. And yeah, okay, I wasn’t expecting to get turned on watching my best friend strip for me in my girlfriend’s lingerie, but life’s full of surprises.
"So," I said, leaning back on the couch, grinning. "You gonna dance, or what?"
Alex exhaled, shaking his head like he couldn’t believe he was doing this. Then, with a smirk, he turned his back to me—giving me a full view of that perfect ass hugged by my girl's tight leggings. The fabric clung to every firm, round curve, the sheer material just barely hiding the outline of the lace panties underneath. Jesus, had his ass always been this good? How had I never noticed before?
I swallowed hard, my mouth suddenly dry. His hips swayed as he dragged his fingers up his thighs, teasing before he took a slow step back—then another—until he was right on top of me.
"You enjoying the view?" he muttered over his shoulder, voice laced with equal parts irritation and smugness.
"Fuck yeah," I admitted without thinking, my hands twitching at my sides like I wanted to grab him right then.
He chuckled—low and knowing—before finally letting himself drop, the weight of him settling right into my lap. I stifled a groan as that perfect ass pressed against me, warm and firm. His hips shifted slightly, grinding back deliberately, and I had to bite my lip to keep from saying something stupid like, Do that again.
But Alex must’ve felt it—the undeniable hardness pressing against him as he shifted in my lap. His body went rigid, the playful sway of his hips freezing mid-grind. For a second, neither of us moved, the air between us suddenly thick with tension.
Then he twisted to look at me, his smirk gone, replaced by wide, startled eyes. My stomach dropped at the discomfort flashing across his face.
"Whoa. Dude. Seriously?" Alex blurted, scrambling off my lap like my touch burned. He stood a few feet back, arms crossed defensively. "That wasn’t—I didn’t think—" He cut himself off with a sharp exhale, running a hand through his hair.
The disappointment in his voice was sharp enough to slice right through the heat that had been building between us.
"This was a joke, Terry," he muttered, shaking his head. "A bad one, apparently."
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1. Losing the bet in Roommates with benefits
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ctracey
· 30 Jul 2025
Two roommates holed up during quarantine discover a new side of each other when one loses a bet.
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