Date: Mon, 03 Nov 1997 14:40:57 -0500 From: Marc Mustacchio Subject: JOCKEY HOLLOW II: EPISODE XXV 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. Its 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 principals' characters, all of who are in their 20s and gay. Occasionally female characters appear, but they are the girlfriends of bisexual characters. EPISODE XXV Joao (pronounced zhwao) was laid out of the bench in the train station. His clothes off, he dangled a foot along the unclean platform. Augie, who was also naked was positioned on his knees along Joao's dangling foot. His mouth was on the mushroom head and was slowly being eased down. The cock grew slowly but surely to a hardened state. Augie had never been naked in a train station an hour before rush hour. He had had sex on a train at two in the morning, but that was when he was teenager. Now he was doing something he had never done before -- something NOBODY expected him to do. "Oh fuck that feels awesome," Joao moaned. "You're so good." Augie took a little more in and sucked it. His tongue licked down the length of the shaft to guide his mouth as he continued on his way to a deep throat. He had the cock in his throat and used his muscles to stimulate the tip of Joao's cock. Joao moaned deeply, his eyes were closed and his mouth dropped. Augie was sucking now, at a slow pace. He picked his head up from the cock and Joao opened his eyes. "Did I mention I swallow?" Augie said. "So don't hesitate to cum in my mouth." "I won't." Augie went back to work, licking and sucking the boy's fairly large cock. Oh it was at least an eight incher by Augie's measurements. But Augie was good, the sauna-slut was back. He wanted to feel this massive cock enter his ass. That would be the pinnacle of his journey. As he went deeper and deeper with his mouth, the vision of him sitting on this began to emerge. His cock grew long and pounded. He moved one hand down and began to stroke himself. (Part of the pleasure was from the sounds Joao was making. The sounds of sheer ecstasy emerged from Joao's gapping mouth. "Suck me! OH fuck that feels incredible!" Augie's mind continued to race. Sinking his ass down on this boner would feel incredible. If this had been a week or two ago, he would not have hesitated to climb on and let his ass glide down on this wet cock. There was a problem however, the rape had left him dead set against getting fucked. Though his body craved it -- craved Joao's eight inch cock to enter his ass -- he just couldn't do it. Augie made up for this with his expert sucking action. ... Kenny sat in a booth at the diner. It was 6:27 according to the clock over the counter. John entered to relieve Cooper. Kenny's eyes wondered and he eyed John's slim physique. Cliff entered the diner and joined Kenny. "Got your page." "Got news!" "Yeah?" Cliff had been in the Dakota County office for his monthly duties. Kenny missed him, but was kept busy with his new computer program, mirc, which he used a lot now. Chatting was fun. "Can we get some coffee?" Kenny asked. "Hungry?" "I want to know what you found out." "Internet Relayed Chat, that's what happened." "What?" "It's a way of chatting with other people over the Internet. Do you recall what the killer said to before he left?" "Of course I do, he said ‘The River'" "Yes, I found out what that referred to. The River is an IRC chat channel, who participants exchange their outdoor sex encounters. Patrick Newburry, our barefoot pizza boy let that slip out at Maggie's two days ago." "Patrick?" "Yes, I just happened to be sitting behind him. I suggest Wade and Nicky pick him up for questioning." Sam Gehlen entered the diner and took a seat at the counter. He smiled at the law enforcement men as he passed. Cliff nodded. He proceeded over to the counter and sat across from John. "So," Kenny continued, "I downloaded the mirc program from the Internet and went on-line -- keyboard to keyboard. He used the nickname, "itsme" to let me know who he was. After we were identified, we chatted privately." "What did you say to each other?" "He gave me yet another clue." "What was it?" "He was spotted by the manager of a motel. Apparently he was fucking this hustler so hard that the boy was screaming." "Why didn't he gag the hustler?" "Good question. I don't know. But the hustler woke up the motel manager. He brought the manager to his door. The manager of that motel knows who the killer is." "What motel?" "He didn't say?" "NO FUCKING WAY!!!" John's voice boomed throughout the diner. Kenny and the Sheriff turned toward the counter, their conversation cut short. John looked at them. "Get a load of this," John said. "Sammy here told me that he took two cocks in his ass at one time when he was in college. Is that possible?" Kenny smiled at the prospect. "Sure. Were you a virgin, Sammy?" Cliff asked. "Fuck no! I was getting fucked up the ass when I was fifteen. This happened in college, my roommate and his buddy did me." "Wow!" John was still impressed. He had never gotten fucked that way before, but talking about it made his ass quiver. "So what motel?" Cliff asked, turning back to Kenny. "I don' know. We'll have to figure that out on our own." Cliff nodded. "So we'll pick up Patrick?" "Yeah, for questioning. No wait, would you mind going over there ourselves and questioning him?" "No, of course not. That might be better. He'll feel more at home and more open." "I agree." Kenny looked at Sam. "Two cocks at once. Those must have been two buddies who liked to fuck." ... Augie's body trembled as he bobbed his head up and down on Joao's meat. He still had visions of him riding this massive meat, but couldn't bring himself to do it. Joao moaned, he was approaching climax; Augie was poised and ready to swallow. That he was able to do, THANK GOD! The rapists hadn't stripped him of all his sexual joys. They would pay, however, for this apprehension to getting fucked. "AW FUCK!" Joao moaned. "AAAAAAAAA!" Augie jerked himself and shot his load on the platform floor. Joao, after a pause, let out a sigh then shot his load into Augie's eagerly awaiting mouth. AT LAST! Augie tasted cum again. He held the load in his mouth, it put him on an emotional high. He was able to savor the taste of the cum, Joao shot again; Augie swallowed. A third blast followed by three minor blasts ended Joao's orgasm. They sighed, content with the experience. They got dressed. They had finished in time. "Thank you," Augie said. "I owe you." "Owe me. Please, that was incredible." Augie smiled. He was about to burst. "Joao, I have something to tell you." "Yes." "Your sister." "Maria? You know about Maria?" "Yes. She's in Omaha." "Nebraska? Maria's in Omaha, Nebraska?" "Yes. She's married to my best friend." "Maria married? How? She's a lesbian." "That's okay, her husband's gay." Joao laughed. It was a loud, jovial laugh. He could not believe it. Augie told him the circumstances that lead to their tying the knot. Joao understood. They rose and embraced. "Wanna drive back with me?" "Do you mind?" "And deprive you of your sister? Come on!" ... Joey arrived at Patrick's place at 7:30. He was horny and anxious to get his ass fucked for the first time. Patrick was just the one to do it to him. The blow job he had given Adam was a door, a door that opened up onto a new life, that double life he planned last night was about to take full form. He rang Patrick's doorbell. A lump formed in his throat as he waited for the barefoot pizzaboy to open it. He wore only a robe. Patrick smiled at seeing Joey standing there. "Hi," Patrick said. Joey was shaking. He had left Nikki asleep to come here and get fucked by the guy who he fucked just a couple of nights before, as Nikki slept. These bisexual trysts, would be be construed as cheating? Joey did not know. He wasn't with another girl, right? The things we come up with to justify our actions can drive us crazy. "I want you to fuck me, " Joey said, coming out as one long word. "You what?" "Fuck me Patrick. Fuck me." Patrick held to door open for Joey to enter. Joey hesitated then crossed the threshold into a new world. STAY TUNED FOR EPISODE XXVI, WHICH WILL BE POSTED ON MONDAY NOVEMBER 10, 1997. THESE EPISODES ARE AVAILABLE IN THE NIFTY ARCHIVE UNDER BISEXUAL ENCOUNTERS: http://www.nifty.org/