Johnny just smirked when Sammie stared at him after the spanking. The cute smile made him note to repeat the motion soon. Before he could continue to tease Sam Johnny was distracted by the removal of Clarissa's clothes. Johnny relaxed and admired the show, watching the way Sammie kissed and rubbed at her, impressed by the way Clarissa's brother used those soft little hands. The reveal of Clarissa's bare breasts caused Johnny to throb, and to feel a distinct desire to take over touching them. But he knew he'd get his chance. He chimed in on the compliment to Clarissa though. "A beautiful slutty girl."<br/><br/>Johnny's own hands rubbed and teased over Clarissa's soft skin, letting her feel his rough and firm grip without interrupting Sammie's efforts at undressing Clarissa. Now she was in just her panties Johnny's aching was growing a lot worse a lot faster, and he was glad they were happy to undress him.<br/><br/>"Good girl." Came the quick reply when Sammie replied with that little 'yes johnny'. He was beginning to feel more and more confident about encouraging Sam to think of himself solely as Sammie here. It felt natural.<br/><br/>Johnny's eyes kept on Sammie's while his former victim undressed him, doing little to aid and grinning when he forced Sammie to press close and rub up against him to remove the shirt. With Sammie pressed against him the contrast was stark. Johnny's now bare arms were several times the size of Sammie's, with well toned muscles that his physical job and good exercise had kept together. He broke the gaze to look over at Clarissa, smiling and glad to see the way she watched Sam.<br/><br/>"Such a pretty little airhead."  He agreed, half complimenting and half insulting Sammie as they seemed much more nervous now their fingers were at Johnny's belt. He did nothing to stop the undressing, if anything giving an expectant look as the ache grew worse. He wasn't willing to be confined to his pants any longer.<br/><br/>When they slid down his cock did indeed jump free, almost threatening to slap Sammie's cheek where they bent near the belt. The shaft itself was already painfully hard, lined with distinct veins and a slight redness as it strained for attention. Aside from the length it hung with a weight, and thickness, that looked near-comparable to the girl's slender wrists. Toward the base there lay dark hair, just about trimmed but very visible as a contrast to the notably smooth girls. That hair did nothing to hide the way his balls hung low, already clamouring for another release even after filling Clarissa's mouth once.<br/><br/>Johnny responded to the freedom with a relaxed sigh, enjoying the sight of Clarissa's eyes on it as his attention was now on her, though he did look forward to watching Sammie nervously respond to the full sight of Johnny for the first time since the locker rooms.<br/><br/>One arm wrapped around Clarissa, encouraging her to press close to him as her hand trailed against his muscular, slightly hairy chest. His fingertips found their way to her hair, running through it delicately as though petting her lightly. The other hand was at his hip, resting lightly. While his eyes could not meet Clarissa's as she was at his neck he instead turned his gaze to Sammie, confident smirk on his lips as he watched the boy's reaction to being face to face with Johnny's cock. He didn't say anything, but made sure to keep up a look of expectation, seeing where Sammie's instincts would lead them.