Sister Gamer Bongos

Jessica was so excited. She had finally roped her brother into playing a game with her again. It felt like it had been years, literal factual years, since he had even so much as touched a controller. But she had worn him down like sandpaper and now he was in the palm of her hands.

And all it had taken was a mention of how weird it was that Donkey Kong had a game where you used bongos to play it.

“Yeah it’s called Donkey Kong Jungle Beat. They made this cool bongo peripheral you can use. You can move left or right if you tap the left or right bongo quickly. And if you hit them both you jump. It’s actually pretty intuitive.”

He seemed interested so she showed him a bit of game-play performed by none other than her masterful self. Really, she had beaten this game like five times when she was younger. He seemed hooked and by the time she had beaten the first level he was already asking if he could take a turn trying it out.

She restarted the game and handed over the bongos to him. He actually picked it up pretty quick and soon enough Donkey Kong was soaring through the tutorial level.

“Good job, bro,” she encouraged him, glad to finally see him enjoying her favorite pastime for once and super duper mindful not to scare him away.

He accepted her praise graciously, but as the level progressed he seemed to become more and more uncomfortable.

“Hey,” he said, “this is fun and all, but is it just me or is this like super hard on the hands?” He held up his quite red palms. “Feel like I’m just slapping wood over and over again.”

“You can go a little easier. Even just taps will do it.”

“Yeah but that’s not in the spirit of it is it? If I want to play a bongo game, I should be playing on something bongo-adjacent, shouldn’t it?”

He resumed playing the game, but after a short bit he stopped again.

“Yeah this just isn’t working. Hey sis,” he turned to her, “get in front of me and strip. I want to see my ass.”

It was his ass, so she couldn’t exactly disagree, but as she moved to position in front of him and disrobe, she wondered what exactly he wanted her ass for at this precise moment in time. When she posed that question to him, he just laughed and told her to continue stripping.

When she was finally done, he put the bongo below her. “Okay, so I want you to use my hands so that whenever I slap one of your ass cheeks, you use my hand to hit the matching bongo. My ass is so much softer and easier on the hand.”

Jessica pondered this. It was a bit indirect, but she was a pro gamer and her reflexes were good enough that there wouldn’t be that much input delay so to speak between him slapping her ass and her hitting the bongo. Okay, it seemed workable. Anything to keep her bro from calling it.

“Sure, bro. It’s your ass and hands after all. Ready when you are.”

He didn’t waste a second, immediately hitting her borrowed left ass cheek. She eep’d, but that didn’t stop her from hitting the left bongo with her borrowed left hand. Donkey Kong moved to the left a bit. He then slapped his right ass cheek and she dutifully moved his hand to hit the right bongo.

“Much better,” he said. “Now let’s really get this going.” He started slapping her borrowed right ass cheek faster, getting her to move Donkey Kong at a brisk pace throughout the level, with occasional jumps from pounding both her cheeks together. “My cunt gets so wet whenever my ass is slapped, right?”

It was true. Her borrowed pussy was sopping wet just from having her borrowed ass played with a bit. She didn’t own it anymore, but she was still connected to it, so she could feel the absolute blaze of an inferno that it was becoming quickly from all the ass attention.

“Move left,” she yelled out, unable to stop herself from backseating. Her brother complied by smacking her left asscheek again. Mmmm. He had made his ass more sensitive a while ago, after he had taken possession of it, so every contact of his hand upon it struck the nerves attached to it and set her afire. It was like her borrowed ass had a straight-line connection to her borrowed cunt.

“I’m not that much of a noob, sis,” he contested, but Jessica knew if she hadn’t said anything he would have just run into the enemy. And then their session might end.

Her brother continued his playing and was even able to talk while doing so, which was somewhat impressive. “My ass makes for the best bongos. They’re so bouncy and malleable, and it doesn’t hurt at all to just keep slapping them. And the reason it doesn’t hurt you at all is that I changed them to send only pleasure signals instead of pain, since I own it and can do that of course.”

Of course. He owned her borrowed ass and could do whatever he wanted with it. She wasn’t sure exactly how he had done that to be honest, but she knew without a doubt that anything related to any body part she had lost in her bets with him was his to do with as he wanted even if she didn’t understand the methods behind it.

He kept playing and eventually completed the level. She turned around and gave him a big hug. “Congrats for beating the level, bro. I knew you had it in you. We should definitely play some more.”

“Uh huh. Yeah I guess I can see the appeal. Regular video games still don’t really interest me, but having something physical involved makes it more sportsy I guess. Going to dip now since I have soccer practice, but we could continue this when I get back.”

“Yeah! For sure!”

She waved him goodbye as he walked up to his room to change for his soccer stuff. And then she sat down, grinding her borrowed ass into the floor to really revel in the pleasant stinging sensation that her brother had given her. Sure it was all his to do with as he pleased, but he was such a good brother that he not only tried to enjoy her interests, he made sure to also treat his obtained body parts in such a way that Jessica enjoyed it too. Times like these made up for all the annoyance that he usually visited upon her.