Date: Mon, 30 Jun 1997 20:43:32 -0400 From: "marc s. mustacchio" Subject: JOCKEY HOLLOW I JOCKEY HOLLOW: AN ON-LINE SOAP OPERA ABOUT GAY YOUTH EXPRESSING THEMSELVES SEXUALLY. Jockey Hollow is a small town of 5200 people located in the Northeastern corner of Nebraska. It's population is made up primarily of a younger 20-something crowd, mostly gay men who have found a haven in Jockey Hollow. There is an older generation of people in their late-30s-40s, and an even smaller teen crowd. The teenagers are runaways from cities like Des Moines & Cleveland; runaways who have been outcasted from their families because the are gay. Things in Jockey Hollow are not what they seem or appear to be. The stories revolve around the principles characters, all of whom are in their 20s and gay. Occasionally female characters appear, but they are the girlfriends of bisexual characters. EPISODE I Cooper Langsford was behind the counter of the 24-hr Fill-Up & Eat diner/gas station on Route 77, cutting through Jockey Hollow. Cooper was hot. Twenty-five, muscular, puppy-dog eyes that were big & brown. He was gay and all bottom. Not the norm for someone his type, but that's what he liked. He worked the late night shift and loved it because he got lots of action. His buddy, Peter Carlson worked the gas pump. Peter was 23 and even cuter than Cooper. He was a thin guy and loved to fuck. He would take Cooper behind the diner many nights for some fucking action. Cooper also had a craving for Peter's cum. Our story opens with them, it was 2:50 in the morning. The boys were at the counter of the diner with a cup of coffee when a jeep pulled in. The jeep had it's sides off and a guy got out dressed in blue shorts and an untucked tank top that went just about covered his shorts. He was barefoot. Peter went out and met the stud half way between the diner and the jeep. "Nice set of wheels," Peter said. "Thanks," the stud said smiling. "Got coffee in there?" "Sure do." "Mind the bare feet? My sandals are home in Sioux City. My girlfriend's family lives here in Jockey Hollow. She's there now, her father is ill and may not make it. So that's why I'm dressed for the beach...it was the easiest (and remove) to put on." "Bare feet is not a problem," Peter said. "Name's Peter Carlson, welcome to Jockey Hollow." "Adam Detroit." They shook hands. Adam went into the diner. His eyes met Cooper. Peter tended to the jeep's gas need. Cooper poured the boy a cup of coffee. Adam was 28. He was tall with dark features, not tanned, but naturally dark. His hair fell over his eyes in an adorable drop curl. He had a nice build, long, strong legs and nicely shaped feet. His feet were dirty as all hell. Cooper was licking his lips. "Where's the men's room?" "Down the candy aisle and on your right." Adam walked there and opened the door. He took his cock out and urinated. The piss stream came out of a semi-hard uncut cock. He washed his hands and opened the door. Cooper was there. He was waiting. Adam backed up and stood against the wall. He knew what Cooper wanted at first sight. Sure he had a girlfriend, but a blow job's a blow job, right. Didn't matter who gave it to him as long as he got off. Right? Absolutely! Cooper fell to his knees and took the boy's shorts down. It wasn't long before the cock was hard and in Cooper's mouth. "Yeah," Adam called out. "Suck that dick." Cooper obeyed the command. He stretched the foreskin out to reveal a pink, bulbous head , he sucked it, tonguing the piss slit and sending Adam into a semi-orgasmic fit. Cooper continued down the long shaft and sucked the foreskin on the way up. Jockey Hollow's number 1 cock sucker was at work. Cooper Langsford knew his cocks. Soon Adam began moaning and fucking Cooper's mouth. His cock swelled and Adam squirmed, holding Cooper's head. Cooper was deep-throating the boy...sending to a place Adam had never been -- even with his girlfriend. The diner boy sucked relentlessly...never giving up the cock. He was rewarded by a nice sized load of hot cum. Cooper had to swallow fast to keep up with the pumping orgasm, none, however, leaked out of his mouth. Peter entered the diner just as Adam and Cooper were emerging from the bathroom. Cooper was smiling and Adam was walking funny. Peter asked Adam what he thought of the service. "Best in the Midwest...best in the Midwest." Adam left and Peter sat at the counter across from Cooper. It was 3:30 now and they still had several hours to go. ... In the Jockey Hollow Motel, just five miles down the same highway, a young street hustler, Stephen Wirly was getting his brains fucked out of him by a big hairy truck driver. Stephen had been working Main Avenue and met the trucker around 2:00. The trucker was from Fargo and was on the road for a while. Stephen cruised him at Maggie's, a bar for those who like their sex hot and their beer cold. Stephen was a cock whore, making money hand over fist. Tonight, however, was a slow night on Main Ave. He hardly ever went into Maggie's. But he was desperate. He met up with Tex, a big overweight truck driver who had the urge to fuck an 18 year old kid. Truckers get lonely and strokin' it just doesn't cut sometimes and women are even harder to come by. So for a c-note, he figured, what the fuck and took Stephen to the motel. Tex took Stephen and put him on the bed. Stephen was on his knees an took the trucker's pants down. The cock was wide and long, even an experienced cocksucker like Cooper would have had a rough time swallowing this one. Stephen wasn't much of a cocksucker, he loved getting fucked. Stephen opened his mouth readying himself for the monster dick. STAY TUNED FOR EPISODE II...CUMING YOUR WAS MONDAY APRIL 14, 1997. RE-POST OF EPISODE I WILL APPEAR ON FRIDAY APRIL 11, 1997.