Sam let out a soft little moan as Johnny's hand cupped his ass, the long thick fingers palming his backside and nearly reaching the hem of his short dress. He slowed down the wiggling just a little, all too aware that if he kept it up he'd practically be rubbing his ass against his man's hand. As eager as he was, he'd never live it down if he was<em>that</em>eager! Oh except he was. He really was.<br/><br/>The sight of his sister, his wonderful, amazing sister who he loved more than anything, finally kissing her crush was just so spectacular. He knew her body language and her feelings so well, he could tell this was the best kiss she'd ever had from one of their club dates, and the way she squeezed his hand behind Johnny's back just confirmed. His mouth opened a little, plumped lips parting as he mouthed 'wow' to himself, and just then, just as the amazing sight of his sister getting the kiss of her dreams while she squeezed his hand and his bully had a big hand around his big ass, it squeezed.<br/><br/>He couldn't help it, his open mouth let out a moan just loud enough to be heard, a moan of longing, and want, and need and, was that jealousy? He pressed his soft lips shut as quick as he could, hoping they'd been too wrapped up in their own kiss to notice. Had they? He couldn't tell. The kiss seemed to last forever as they eagerly and lovingly explored each other's mouths and he felt himself coming to a stop in his wiggling, not only held in place by that groping hand but also by the sheer joy of seeing his sister so happy. He didn't realize that it was only his ass getting squeezed, he just assumed Clarissa was getting the same treatment.<br/><br/>By the time they broke it off he was smiling nearly as much as she was, squeezing her hand back lovingly, there for her, always there for her.<br/><br/>It didn't matter what happened now, how much of a jerk Johnny ended up being, Sam needed to keep his sister this happy. Needed to. He couldn't do it by himself. He'd tried. As much as they loved each other they needed more. They both knew that. And for tonight at least, Johnny was that guy.<br/><br/>Just as the kiss broke off he gave his sister a huge smile a subtle squeeze to say 'you get it girl' that instantly turned into a frozen 'huh?' as she said it was his turn now.<br/><br/>That look of confusion was only momentary though, by the time Johnny turned to look at him he was back in his fun slutty mode, giggling up at the man and letting out a little 'oooh' as he was shoved in by that same hand pushing his ass forward and up at the same time, a wonderful feeling motion that he wished was coming from someone else, and was very glad it wasn't at the same time.<br/><br/>"Oh!" He giggled again, vapid, airhead, just Clarissa's little bimbo wing-girl. That was his job here. That was all he needed Johnny realizing he was. A fantasy played out. They went the whole night with Johnny never realizing. Clarissa had her night of fun. Everything was happily ever after.<br/><br/>His free hand was now against Johnny's chest, rubbing it much the way that Clarissa was, without even realizing it he looked into Johnny's eyes, the man had remained sitting on the high bar stool through this, leaving him around eye level with Sam. He wondered briefly, was that be a good girl comment and that wink, did Johnny know? Was he taunting him? Or was he just talking to him the way he'd talk to any dumb slut at the bar?<br/><br/>"Yes Johnny." He mewled, voice high and soft. Without thinking about it any more he leaned in. In these heels and this dress he couldn't lean without sticking his ass into Johnny's waiting, squeezing hand and something inside of him make him wiggle it just a little as he did. His free hand slipped down to Johnny's leg, bracing himself there for balance against the man's thigh as he closed his eyes and parted his lips.<br/><br/>Unlike Clarissa's eager, loving kiss, this one was indeed shy, hesitant, and was that just a little bit of reluctance? Enough that Johnny would have an excuse to make it short if he wanted to. But it was also quite submissive, docile even, and if Johnny insisted he'd find the girl to his side nearly completely in his power and willing to submit to whatever manner of kiss he wished.<br/><br/>Soft little squeezes went into his sisters hand. Please please please, they said, I really need you right now. I'm letting my bully squeeze my ass and kiss me and think I'm a girl. And it's for you. And you deserve it. And I love you. But please please please be here for me right now or I'll freak the hell out.