Date: Tue, 23 Jan 2018 07:57:43 -0500 (EST) From: E MOSER Subject: François: François and Mason The François stories stem from After the Experiment and are loosely based on a real situation I was told about many years ago by a woman I loved dearly,. François: François and Mason by Larry Marion Mason headed down the hall from his last class to his locker. He was eager to get to it, get his clothes on, and head for the bus home. He looked around for Paige and saw her close to the seventh grade lockers, talking to Jenna and a girl with her back to him. He couldn't tell who the other girl was except they all shifted and Paige had his back to him. God, she has a cute butt, he thought and smiled. Why had that thought come to him? He reached for his jockey shorts when he heard behind him, "Mason Adams?" He turned around and saw standing about four feet from him 6 foot 2 inches of ebony muscle and bone topped with a nice face with a smile. "I'm..." Mason butted in. "Which name should I use?" "Let us save that for a minute. But could you just now collect your clothing and accompany me to Private Room # 8? I'd like a few minutes of your time to discuss something with you, please." Mason turned around. Jenna, Paige, and the third girl were still talking. Paige still had her bare back to him, while Jenna face the other girl who he didn't recognize, but who looked like a junior or a senior. "Okay. That might be good." Yeah, he thought. Yesterday was exactly three weeks from that night of tears and confession, and maybe a solution. There was no question that it was not just the fact that school was almost over. It was the fact that he and Paige had clicked like they had not for a month earlier. He knew, almost for a fact, that Paige had refused almost every note to meet with a boy in a private room. In three weeks she had, according to her, met with two, and both of them had been promised weeks earlier. On the other hand in three weeks, they had gone to sleep without making love exactly once. That was of the four nights each week they slept together, of course. And in those three weeks, they had managed to make love an additional seven times. But she had said that she and François had met yesterday and he had seen her arrive in his orange sports car an hour or so after school was over. He had not wanted to watch, but there was a good bye kiss before she got out of the car and waved him away. They had talked briefly. She had not held back or anything and he did not ask a direct question, but it was obvious that she and François had made love that afternoon, even before she had undressed prior to beginning home work. In any event, he went with François to PR #8. Mason noted it was not #3,where he knew that Paige and François had met before. The two entered and went to a pair of the easy chairs that also were in the room. "You asked about my name. Here everybody calls me David which is my middle name. But my first name, which my family calls me is François. That is not so easy a name to pronounce for Americans. But when I sent the note to Paige, I signed it with "F," and she asked me about that at once. That is what she calls me now. "Oh, I must beg pardon of you. You do know about the notes to Paige?" "You mean the ones asking her to give some guy a blow job? Yeah. I know about the notes. " "Ah. You make it sound so bad." "Well, I know that she responds. I've told her I'm good with it, but I like to keep it in the back of my mind as much as possible. " "I understand. Well, perhaps this will make things worse, but it started as a joke." Mason's eyes flew wide open and he stood up. "You started this as a joke? And she loves you? Why.." "Please, Mason. Remember, English is but my third language. Perhaps I do not explain myself. I did not start this. May I explain?" "Sure. Go ahead." With that Mason sat back down. "You remember the first day? The undressing. So many were not really used to public nudity and there were some jokes. Apparently a boy in another class knew Paige. How well, I do not know. Well he told Calvin, whom I do know well now, that Paige was excellent in, how shall I say this and not offend you....?" "A blow job. Yes. And I know a guy here, a junior, who was in a Corporation movie with Paige. He may have said it without thinking. I don't know. " "Yes, as you say, a blow job. So Calvin,as a joke, perhaps to make a mere eighth grader blush or cry or something, said this to her. He did not know then how smart she is. She soon learned, but by that time they had agreed. The word spread. "I have never asked her why she agreed to any boy else, but the word got out. Finally I learned and I thought, well, it has been a long time for me. I have been in America almost a year and..." He paused. "This does not show me off well, but I did follow the instructions and wrote her a note and put it in her locker. I must say her immediate response was forceful and she agreed for the next day. "What happened next I was not expecting. We met, we started and suddenly emotion hit me. And it hit her. It was not some game, some toy, but something real. We were carried away. Do you know we did not stop at where the agreement said?" "Paige told me. Did she tell you what happened after your third meeting?" "She did. That you were both hurt but acted well and agreed that what happened between Paige and myself would not break up what the two of you had had for a long time. This she explained yesterday. All these days since our third meeting, we went to the one class together. We might touch hands - even briefly hold hands, but that was it. On my own part, I must admit, at times it was hard. "I know she was furious with the only senior who had not gone with her to a private room. She did not like him. I see that as another example of her excellent taste. He has no friends amongst the seniors. "In any event, according to what we had agreed on, we met yesterday. I must inform you it was in PR #3. Because of scheduling, as you may remember, we had permission for the use of that room for not an hour, but an hour and a half. "And you used that time. " "Yes. But perhaps in ways you do not understand. Did she tell you what my first thought was with her for the future?" "She did. That you marry.." At that Mason gave a gulp. He knew he could not beat François in any fight at all. And the guy just seemed like a nice guy. But this guy was also screwing his Paige. His love. The girl who wore his ring. The girl he saw this morning rubbing his hand, wearing his ring. "Yes. So I assume she also told you that MaMa has crushed that idea. And I have learned something of Corporation plans for both Paige and yourself. It seems that she is not the only young person held in esteem in the Corporation. In fact, have you been to Supreme Corporation Headquarters in Brussels?" "Uh. I've never been out of the country." "Ah. Well, one day you must. There is a hall with portraits of important members of the Corporation. Most of them are past middle aged and men, though there are a few women as well. But among them is portrait of a young teenaged girl - may I be so bold to say, our Paige, in her uniform and wearing her medal. They want more for her than I can possibly give her. "So, Mason, here it is. I will graduate in, what, about four weeks. Paige and I have already agreed that if, you give permission, we will have one more time in a private room, two weeks and six days from now. If you say, `no,' then that will be it. "My parents and a brother and a sister will come the day which will be exactly three weeks from today. If you give permission for that last time in a PR, my mother will give a formal invitation to Paige to visit with them that day and evening. You will receive an invitation as well for that time and then an invitation for the rest of the time as Paige's official escort. "This sounds sort of crazy. I'm not sure I understand." François laughed. "Of course not, because it is crazy. MaMa is trying to do several things at once. She wants to honor you privately, while officially showing that Paige and I are but friends. Now, as you Americans say, `hold on to your hat.' That evening, Paige will become my first official concubine as Head Concubine. But the next morning she will be released from her position and given the best wishes and honors so she may wed a certain Mason Adams when she is of age. "At the same time you will be introduced to my sister with the hope that you will find her suitable as a bride. The next morning, complex reasons will determine that you and she should not wed. By the way, my sister will attend our school next year. She will enter the eighth grade. My planned first wife will enter the school as well, as well as my brother. "Does this make sense?" Mason was quiet for a minute, two minutes. "I'm not sure. But let me see. Your parents and part of your family arrives and they wish to meet Paige and, I guess me. I'm introduced to your sister, who is, I guess twelve or thirteen. Paige, and I guess you go through some ceremony and she becomes your concubine with a high rank. But some flaw is found the next morning. Also, I apparently sleep with your sister, but then unforeseen events keep that from happening. So from then on, Paige is an honored guest and I am her escort. Is that about it? ` "Paige has always told me that you are very, very intelligent - and smart, too. Yes. Oh. MaMa let it slip - as she does! that if this works out according to her plan, you will be inducted into the Order of the Leopard, Second Class. She wanted Paige in the Order of the Purple Water Lily, First Class, but I told her Paige would be insulted. So she will get the Order of the Leopard, Third Class. "Wow." He looked at François and thought how honorable this guy seemed to be. Could he just have his family kidnap Paige? Seems like it. Does he love her, too? Yeah. Why is he telling me this stuff if not to give me material to make a hard decision. "Okay. Let me make sure of this. If I say `yes,' you and Paige will have one more afternoon in a private room at school - and I can bet on which one. Then your family arrives - big ceremony and apparently you and Paige sleep together and then the next day hidden problems get exposed and I become her escort and your sister doesn't have to worry about marrying me. Big question. What does Paige think about this?" There was silence from François for at least two minutes. "Ah. For both of us, that is the crux of the situation. What does Paige think? Well, I will throw this back at you, Mason, who I have come to think of as a friend. I know that you woke up next to Paige for something close to two months. I know that you two made love many times those two months. What was it like the first time you both woke up next to each other on one bed with nobody else? Mason swallowed hard. He remembered that morning, with the beam of sunlight coming in the window and a song bird right there, singing his heart out. "Other then when we gave each other our virginity with Jenna watching and the cameras rolling, it was the most wonderful time for me, and I think for her. "So, and I have lots of male friends who would think me crazy. But, François David M'gud, with my blessing, please meet with Paige on that day and then go through the ceremony and take her to your bed. I am sure you wish your sister to be a virgin the next morning. I will promise that. Next school year - well, depends on how cute she is!" François looked at Mason for a long time. He then bowed. "You are noble for sure. Paige has chosen well. I now hold you in high honor. I ask that you go and sit on the high couch. In my tribe, when one man has shown such high honor, and another has done him a wrong, known or unknown, that other must show him the greatest respect. I must, to keep mine own, give you great honor. Paige has told me this will not offend you." A bit bemused, Mason went and sat on the highest of the three couches, and François came and stood before him. Mason watched the eyes of the older boy go towards his own crotch and suddenly his cock sprang to attention. "Ah. Paige told me that you have a prick, or so she called it, of great stature. I'd say I'd agree. May I address it, Monsieur Mason?" Mason could only nod, but François saw it, bowed, then took Mason's hard cock in one hand while cupping his balls in the other, then lowered his mouth on the bright red head, oozing pre-cum. "Oh, God," escaped from Mason. Forgetting all dignity, Mason moaned and breathed, "Oh, shit, This is good." François released Mason's cock. "I should perhaps not say this, but Paige gave great lessons." With that, his lips once more enveloped Mason's cock. "Yeah." He laughed. "There a lot of boys in school who would agree with me." He let out a groan. "François. I'm about to cum." He felt a nod and then he did - a gusher. He looked down at the black face taking in the cum. Finally he finished and François removed his mouth and stood up. Mason looked at him. "Seems to me that if a man has given honor to another, the proper thing to do is to return that honor. With that he hopped down from the tall couch in front of François and dropped to his knees. Before him, a black cooked noodle suddenly sprang to life. He took it, caressed the hard rod for a moment, then took it in. It didn't take two minutes before Mason swallowed the blast of cum. After François backed away as his dong began to droop, Mason looked up to him. "My brother. Please, let me tell Paige what we have agreed on."
 "Of course. I think that is for you to tell her, she whom we both love and honor, but you will wed. " "I never thought I would say that I was willing to share Paige - or that she would welcome it." "She is a most remarkable woman. And I would say, that I am only willing to share her with her rightful husband, my friend and brother, Mason Adams. " If you liked this part of the François stories or any of the other Paige-Mason-Jenna stories, please consider a donation to Nifty. Comments, pro or con to the author are always appreciated.