On a Saturday evening, with both parents out for dinner at a restaurant, sixteen-year-old Ben was lying on the sofa, wearing only a blue t-shirt and a black Speedo, and he enjoyed the calmness of the house… until he heard footsteps walking down the stairs. Annoyed, Ben sighed when he saw his older and taller sister, Stella, approaching him with a smug smile.
The five-years-older sibling was a beautiful sports freak, and you could tell just by looking at her body as she wore a white tank top and a white thong. Stella rested her crossed arms on the top of the sofa’s bed and looked at her younger brother.
"You don’t have homework? This is your first year in college, Ben, so don’t take it lightly," she said with a somewhat stern tone.
"Leave me alone, Stella," Ben replied as he rolled his eyes. "I DID my homework. And I’ll take this evening to do anything other than studying."
"Anything else, huh?" she repeated, while a smirk widened on her face as if she had planned something. "How about a game of Brawlverse?"
Stella’s suggestion made the boy chuckle. Of course, she would tease his competitive nature with a fighting game, since both siblings love this genre of gaming. Without hesitation, Ben nodded.
"Alright, give me five minutes, and I’ll come to your room."
Stella’s smirk opened into a smile. "But this time, it’s gonna be different. Let’s add some challenge," she said with a confident voice.
"Okayyyy…," the brother replied with frowned eyebrows. "I’m all ears."
"Well, to make things interesting," the sister paused briefly, excited to reveal what she had in mind. "After every match, the winner must put the loser in a wrestling hold for ninety seconds. What do you say?"
After that, complete silence. Ben’s eyes opened wide, and his heartbeat started racing. Wrestling her? he thought. Getting so… physical with her?
Stella raised an eyebrow, confused but also amused at her brother’s reaction. "Something the matter, little bro? Are you afraid of wrestling your stronger sister?"
Ben heard her mocking questions and quickly came back to his senses. "M-me, afraid of you?" he scoffed and sat up. "You’re not gonna survive my holds, Stel."
The lady scoffed in return. "We’re gonna see about that. See you in my room," she replied before she walked away from him. "I’ll turn the console on."
Ben kept an arrogant attitude as he watched his sister walk upstairs, but, deep inside, he was panicking a bit. Under all the blatant rivalry he and his sister showed to each other, Ben had an embarrassing secret: he found Stella insanely sexy. Despite his attempts at ignoring his horny thoughts, they were always about his gorgeous and popular sister. He was afraid that his lust for Stella would be exposed. But… getting physically intimate with her? This evening? He could not let that opportunity slide. He was determined to walk into her room and play along with her challenge.
A few minutes passed and Ben finally joined Stella’s room. He watched his sister crouching and plugging the controllers and took glimpses of her round exposed buttocks. He could already feel his body heating up, but he had to be careful not to look obviously horny around her. Eventually, Stella sat down with one controller in her hand while her other hand offered the other controller to the little brother.
"Ready to get your ass kicked?" she asked casually, to which Ben took his controller. He sat down next to her.
Brawlverse was on the TV screen. The boy picked his favorite character who was a karateka. The older girl picked the female character who was a grappler. Then the stage was selected, and the game began. Ben and Stella carefully played their characters, though they also tried many aggressive opportunities to attack. The first round was close, but Stella won it. Round two was also filled with entertaining combos, and Ben took the victory. The final round was the longest one, with calculated footsies and more attention to defense. But in the end, Stella won the match.
"Alriiight!" the sister exclaimed with dancing shoulders, as she looked at her frustrated brother. "You’re not gonna survive my legs."
"Shut up," Ben replied with a sigh. "Just do it."
"Sure. Lay down."
While Ben lay his back on the floor, Stella stood up to grab her smartphone. She squatted down as she set the timer. Ninety seconds, that was all. Not a very long time, he thought to reassure himself. His body, however, looked stiff as he felt this awkward excitement of soon feeling Stella’s legs around him. He secretly felt more nervous by the second.
"Lift your head a bit," the girl ordered, and Ben obeyed. Stella then wrapped her thighs around his neck, and the boy started blushing. Her legs felt so soft like he was sandwiched by cushions. Stella hadn’t noticed his arousal yet, while she looked at her phone.
"Aaand… now!" She said as she started the timer and put her phone on the ground. Simultaneously, Stella’s thighs tightened their grip and squeezed Ben’s neck. The boy’s eyes widened, shocked by the pain he was feeling. He never expected Stella’s legs to be this strong, or maybe he always underestimated how strong legs usually were. Nevertheless, Ben was having a bad time as he left brief groans of pain. He placed his hands on his sister’s thighs, which were keeping the pressure tight.
"Thirty seconds," Stella said as she took a quick glance at her phone. Thirty seconds only!? It felt much longer than that to him. His legs started to shake for unconscious resistance. Though of course, he was not strong enough to get out of Stella’s hold.
"Sixty seconds," Stella said. Again, it felt much longer for the poor boy in pain. His face started to get red as his whole body spasmed from the hold. He winced and left longer groans. Yet at the same time, his boner was hardening under his Speedo.
"Ninety seconds!" the older sibling exclaimed and loosened her grip. She released her brother’s neck and stared at his desperate state with amusement. "Oooh, poor, little Benny has been hurt!" she added as if she were talking to a puppy, just to add a layer of insult to his ego.
Ben panted as the release of the hold felt so relieving. He still felt the pain in his neck, and he could hear his heart pounding against his chest. It was a lot for him to handle.
"You look tired, Ben. Another game or are you too weak to continue?" Stella teased, knowing perfectly that her brother was too competitive to give up.
"L-let’s play again," Ben replied with a lower tone. He slowly sat up next to Stella and grabbed his controller. He looked a bit shyer after that scissor hold… he never thought that an intimately physical moment with his sister would have such an effect on him.
The rematch started. Both players exchanged combos in the first round, which Ben barely won. The second round was dominated by Stella’s gaming skills. While focused on the game, Ben could not get the horny thoughts out of his head, and he took slight peeks at his sister’s strong thighs. Due to the distractions, Ben lost the final round and gulped quietly.
"Gee, Ben, you’re getting worse," the older sibling mocked as she got up to her knees. She then snapped her fingers twice and pointed a finger down, ordering her brother to lie down with such disrespect. Ben only replied with a frustrated groan and laid on his back.
He swallowed his saliva in nervousness and gasped silently when he felt the lady’s thighs wrapped around his waist. She set the timer on her phone at ninety seconds again.
"Aaand… go," Stella yelled as she started squeezing her brother in side-body scissors. Ben grunted and winced in pain. There was even more pressure this time, and Ben coughed a bit. He looked at his sister’s face, noticing a big smile. Stella was absolutely enjoying it.
"Thirty seconds," she said. Ben’s eyes started watering up as he desperately tried to push Stella’s thigh in vain. The winner laughed at his failed attempt and squeezed harder.
"Did you really try to break free?" Stella asked before she scoffed. "You accepted this challenge, so take it. Sixty seconds."
Ben’s grunting turned into moaning of pain. His waist felt crushed, he even feared that it would end up flat. He never knew how much strength was in Stella’s strong legs. His chest felt heavy, and he felt like throwing up.
"Ninety seconds," Stella finally said and loosened her hold. Ben could not have felt more relieved as his waist felt free. He coughed for air and laid, his back still on Stella’s lift leg. The condescending sister giggled at his reactions.
"What is it, Ben? Can’t handle your sis?"
The younger brother didn’t answer, as he still needed to recover from the brutal hold he endured. Stella took a look at his lower body and decided to tease further.
"Looks like you got a boner from that. Don’t tell me you enjoy that kind of stuff?" She asked as she exaggerated a disgusted look with her eyebrows.
Ben was shaken, his body froze for a second. Stella had noticed his boner and his secret was exposed. He remained silent, completely embarrassed of what was revealed to his sister. His face flushed red, while he was still in pain from the last body scissors.
"You’re a real pig, you know that?" Stella said, following with a laugh. "You enjoy being a loser, don’t you?" She asked again but with a change of tone this time. The tone was smoother, sultrier.
Wh-what was going on, Ben wondered to himself. His sister sounded lustfully playful with him. He thought he was imagining things… until Stella did something to confirm her lustful attitude: she raise her right leg and gently placed her foot on Ben’s hardened cock. She slowly rubbed it.
"You asked for it because you wanted that. Right, Benny?" Stella said again with that soothing voice again. Ben’s eyes widened, dumbfounded by the sensation of his penis being rubbed. How long did she know about his lust for her? And how come she found him hot as well? Many questions wrestled inside Ben’s brain, but the only thing he could really focus on was the intimate touch he felt around his crotch. He closed his eyes and started gasping in whispers, fully distracted by lust.
It was a silent and intimate moment, completely different from the rivally kind of chemistry these two were used to express to each other. But eventually, Stella broke that intimate moment with light taps to his groin. She then sat up and grabbed her controller.
"Come on, loser," she said with a casual tone. "You look like you need another beatdown. Let’s play another match"
Ben was still recovering his senses and remained silent. He slowly sat up and grabbed his controller. While his sister went back to acting comfortable and casual, he could not do the same; he was still overwhelmed by naughty thoughts, leading him to be shy around Stella.
A new match started, and both siblings mashed their controllers with pure concentration. Ben, however, was still dizzy from the last scissor hold and it affected his gameplay. While both players exchanged attacks, Stella won the first match. A smirk grew on the girl’s face when she sensed her brother’s weakened condition; she knew the matches would become easier from there… and she was right; she won the second round in a rather one-sided play. Ben was frustrated that he had not won a single round.
