During the show

Francis sauntered into the studio that was hosting the awards. Looking around, he saw that most of the seats were full, especially the ones close to the stage where the cameras were pointed. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the Olsen twins grinning and waving to him. Giving them a short wave, Francis sat down towards the back, suddenly not in the mood for attention.

After what seemed an hour, the ceremonies began. Slowly, actors and actresses walked up to the stage, received awards, and gave speeches. Francis’s eyelids sagged in boredom from the relative monotony. I should have gone home to prepare for tomorrow, Francis thought as he nodded off.

Suddenly, an elbow jabbed into his arm jerked Francis awake.

“Wake up!” the woman on his right hissed. Francis looked at the brown-eyed brunette clad in a sparkling sleeveless red dress with a split up to her hips.

“Than keep me up,” Francis growled. Slouching in his seat, Francis prepared to go back to sleep. With a grimace, the brunette snaked her hand into his lap and unzipped his slacks. She slid manicured fingers into his crotch and withdrew Francis’s member. Gasping at its large size, the brunette stroked his meat, a studious look upon her face.

“Oh my!” the young woman to the left of Francis said. He turned his head to face the blonde, watching as her face shifted from shock to want.

“Nice, huh?” Francis grinned. She nodded, licking her lips.

“Go ahead,” Francis whispered. “None of the cameras ever look up here.”

Glancing around her, the blue-eyed blonde reached over and caressed his stiff member. Cooing at the soft feel and warm heat, she competed with the brunette for the length of the massive rod. Glaring at the blonde, the brunette increased her pace intent on keeping the swollen prick to herself.

“I’m gonna cum soon,” Francis grinned. The brunette smirked at the blonde.

The blonde jerked her hand away from his schlong and started wiggling in her seat, her hands buried beneath her skirt. After a few seconds, a pair of white satin panties fell at her ankles. With a grin, the blonde grabbed at her underwear and held it up to Francis’s quivering member. Francis groaned at the soft touch of the satin, his semen exploding forth into the blonde’s panties. Smiling, the blonde wiped at his cock, cleaning off the jism that had failed to collect in her panties. Finished, she smirked at the brunette as she put the stained underwear into her black purse. The brunette glowered back.

“Ladies, ladies,” Francis smiled. “Relax, there’s enough of me for both of you.”

“I don’t think so,” the blonde whispered. “I don’t like to share.”

“For me, you will,” Francis said, activating the gem.

“Fine,” she scowled.

“So who gets to go first?” the brunette asked, leaning into Francis’s ear.

“I was thinking the two of you would.”

The brunette leaned around Francis, appraising the blonde woman on his left.

“Okay,” the brunette smiled softly.

The three of them relaxed in their seats, intent on the rest of the ceremony being broadcasted across America. Firmly awake, but still bored with the show, Francis contemplated the rest of the evening with the two lovely ladies.

At last, the awards were all handed out and everyone was exiting the studio. Francis walked out with his arms around the waists of the two women. On the way to his car, he saw Katie Couric rushing to interview one of the award winners. Francis nodded at her, catching her attention and grinning when she blushed. With a laugh, he continued on his way, escorting to the beauties to a fun, fun night.