Date: Mon, 30 Jun 1997 20:43:32 -0400
From: "marc s. mustacchio" <marc@interactive.net>
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.