Date: Tue, 28 Oct 1997 09:53:37 -0500 From: Marc Mustacchio <marc@onyx.interactive.net> Subject: JOCKEY HOLLOW II: EPISODE XXIV 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 XXIV <sauna-slut> where are from? <latinlover> st. louis <sauna-slut> omaha <latinlover> what are your stats? Augie provided his height, weight, hair and eye color and cock size. The man who called himself "latinlover" provided his: <latinlover> 5'11, 165-170 lbs, 23 years old, dark Latin looks, cute. <sauna-slut> Nice. <latinlover> Wanna hook up? <sauna-slut> How? I'm at least 6 hours from you. <latinlover> I'll meet you in k.c. that's about 3 hours--I'll meet you in the train station. <sauna-slut> It's 3:30, I have an 8:00 class--I'll never get back in time <latinlover> Cut it <sauna-slut> What??? <latinlover> Haven't u ever cut a class? <sauna-slut> No--I can't <latinlover> Why? <latinlover> Haven't u ever done anything out of the ordinary? What people wouldn't expect of you? Augie stared at the computer screen. He was stunned by the blatant reality of the question. Why shouldn't he meet this person? He could think of a million and one reasons why he shouldn't and just one why he should: Because he had never done it before. That reason alone was enough, outweighed all the reasons why he shouldn't. Augie knew where the Kansas City train station was and how to get there. <sauna-slut> I'm on my way-- <latinlover> J <sauna-slut> Where will u be? <latinlover> On the platform. I'm wearing jeans and a t-shirt, low-tops. <sauna-slut> I'm there!!! Augie logged off and threw on a pair of denim sorts and slipped his feet into a pair of docksiders and was gone. ... Kenny drank his coffee, watching the screen. He was watching the channel activity as well as the private message from "itsme." Nothing had popped up in the last five minutes, he wondered if he had signed off with that haunting last line. Then: <itsme> Kenny? <Fed> Here! Thought u left. <itsme> No! u were quiet. <Fed> Waiting for u to make the next move <itsme> How did it feel out there in the woods? Were u turned on? <Fed> Not a lot. <itsme> Come now, Kenny. Feeling my hard, pounding cock in your ass didn't make u cum? <Fed> Did I cum? <itsme> Did u feel it, kenny? Feel my cock in ass. Maybe we can do it again sometime. <Fed> Without the mask. <itsme> LOL. <Fed> So, u never answered my question. <itsme> Which was? <Fed> How did u know I'd be in maggie's to hear what you're clue meant? <itsme> u'r very resourceful kenny Westmoreland. I knew u'd find out eventually. <Fed> Oh, I see. So u weren't there at Maggie's? <itsme> Would I be stupid enough to admit it? This cat and mouse game is getting boring. U should be able to catch me. <Fed> u want to get caught? <itsme> I'm right here waiting for you. <Fed> Turn yourself in <itsme> HA! U fucking wish! You have no choice but to find me. I murdered12 hustlers, u should be able to find me. <Fed> The six in the mass grave were hustlers too? <itsme> ya <Fed> You deviated from your pattern. <itsme> I get bored very easily. Besides, I fucked each of them before killing them. One of them screamed so loud I thought he was going to wake up everyone at the motel. The manager came to our door. I was that fucking awesome! BOYS SCREAM FOR ME!!!!!! HAHAHAHA! A line appeared in Kenny's status window, "ITSME LEFT IRC" But he did leave a few clues. The most obvious was that he and his hustler had a witness to their sexcapade. He'd investigate in the morning. ... Joey was holding Adam by the cock, still trying to make up his mind. If he sucked this guy's cock he'd be entering the world of bisexuality. What was that all about? Nikki still make him cum, but he was suddenly drawn to this boy's cock. Adam smiled, his cock was hard in Joey's tight fist. Joey got off the booth seat, at first Adam thought he was going to leave the diner and back out of the blow job. But Joey was undaunted. He turned and pulled Adam's jeans off and pulled him down to the end of the seat. He got on his knees and engulfed the hard cock in one giant gulp. Adam let out a moan. Joey sucked the cock, up and down, like Nikki does. He followed a lot of Nikki's techniques, moving his tongue up and down the veiny shaft. Joey had made his step in the unknown. He took the cock between his lips and sucked the pre-cum out of Adam's slit, pushing his tongue deep into the hole. He got into it. He lifted Adam's legs and held on to his ankles and sucked hard. Adam closed his eyes and moaned intently, his hands were clasped neatly behind his head. Joey went down and up, licking on the upstrokes, sucking with his lips on the downstrokes. He was into it. Having Nikki Ciccone as a girlfriend finally paid off. Nikki was a cocksucker by reputation even before she started doing Joey. Joey watched her movements on his own cock and picked up some of her techniques. They paid off here. Joey jerked off as he sucked; his eyes were closed. Adam put his feet down on the cold diner floor, but the heat from his groin warmed him up. He stood and started fucking Joey's face. Joey took it like a pro, never letting up on his sucking. Adam thrusted his hips, bent his back and really went for it. Joey showed no signs of easing off, even though Adam's cock was throbbing and would most likely cum soon. Joey had considered swallowing, but it was only a fleeting thought. But now the prospect loomed and he was enjoying the sucking. His own cock had become huge and was pumping towards an orgasm of its own. He made up his mind to take it; to taste the golden nectar and swallow Adam's load. Joey made moaning sounds and grunted as he took the cock to the base, gagging a little, but not so that he had to retract. "Want it?" Adam asked. "Want the load?" Muffled sounds came from Joey, signifying that he wanted it. Adam pumped his hips and let out a groan himself before pelting Joey's virgin mouth with cream. He continued to come until his load was spent, then he pulled out. Joey had deposited his load on the floor. This was fun, Joey really enjoy it. He would do this again! But still fuck Nikki. A double life, the prospect of that brought a smile and another hard-on. ... It was 6:04 a.m. when Augie arrived at the Kansas City train station. He had driven all night without stopping. He pulled into a spot. Nobody was there yet, rush hour would not start for another hour or so. He walked onto the main platform and saw this man sitting on a bench facing the tracks. He walked up to him and said: "Latin lover?" The man turned. He was cute. "Hello," he said. "Name's Joao. Joao Gonzalez." "Augie. Augie Hanover." They shook hands. Augie was a little pensive about being here. "How do you do?" "Fine. You?" "Nervous." Joao stood and hugged Augie. It was still deserted there and Augie sat on the bench. Joao sat next to him. "So you're Spanish?" "Mexican/Brazilian. My mother's from Brazil; my father's from Mexico." "Mexico?" Augie thought instantly of Cooper's wife. The last name is the same, but that could be coinsedence. It wasn't however. "I came to the U.S. last year looking for my sister. She's a lesbian and was driven from my father's house many years ago. I'm gay, but I never told him. I just left for America. It would kill him to have to gay children." "Joao." "Yes, Augie." "Can I suck your cock?" Joao smiled and undid the zipper and took out a never long, very erect cock. Augie's eyes bulged. ... BUZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ Sloan's alarm woke him up at 6:15. He looked over at Augie's bed. It was still made, unslept in. Or was it made and Augie went out already. He looked at the computer screen and saw "SLOAN" printed on a folded piece of paper. He rose and picked it up. "Gone fishin'!" was all it said. He went to the telephone and dialed seven numbers. "Jockey Hollow Diner," Cooper said. "Coop, it's Sloan. Is Augie with you!" "No, why?" "He's gone. He left me a note that says he went fishing." "Does it say ‘Gone fishin'" "Yeah." "That means he went out." "So eat early?" "You're right. His first class isn't until 8:00, right?" "Yes." "Where'd the hell did he go then?" STAY TUNED FOR EPISODE XXV, WHICH WILL BE POSTED MONDAY NOVEMBER 3, 1997. FOR FURTHER EPISODES VISIT THE NIFTY ARCHIVE: http://www.nifty.org/