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 XXXIV
The library was crowded early, Augie walked through carrel after carrel that were all taken. It was early, 8:30 and the place was full of students studying for finals. He saw in the hall with a girl, his girlfriend? They were obviously arguing. He got closer to try and hear what they were saying.
"Of all people, you had to fuck him!" Kent said. "You really are that tramp your ex warned me about, Alyssa."
The girl had tear streaks down her cheeks.
"I couldn't help it, he forced himself on me."
"Bullshit! I walked in and you were riding him! I will never get that horrible vision out of my head."
Alyssa looked around, Augie had turned his back to the water fountain against the wall and was taking a drink. How embarrassing to overhear such a scene. Alyssa stood silently for a moment then left the room. Kent saw Augie and approached him.
"Wanna get some coffee?"
"Cafe?" Augie asked.
"I need to talk."
"Fine, let's go."
Augie and Kent left the library. Augie was afraid to start a conversation, he watched as Kent brood over what just happened. Then Kent turned to Augie and said:
"I walked in on her and my roommate."
"No shit! Damn, that's tough."
"It's over."
They reached the cafe, it was empty, everyone was in the library. Augie and Kent both ordered coffees and sat at the table they were at the night before. Augie could see that Kent had been crying.
"After I left here with you last night, I went back to my dorm and there they were, he had her on top of him and she was riding him, fondling her tits. I went into the bathroom and puked. She ran out and he waited for me to come out of the bathroom. He wasn't even sorry. He had this smile that said: `I got you.' I left, I couldn't sleep with him in the room, I spent the night in the day room. Not that I slept. She found me in the library and well, you know the rest." "I'm sorry, Kent."
"You have no idea how lucky you are not having a girlfriend."
"Yeah, lucky."
"You have the same problems with boyfriends, I suppose."
"Yes, sometimes."
Augie was sweating, he couldn't take this anymore. Fuelberg had no idea what he had gotten Augie into. This "assignment" was turning into something bigger than Augie could handle. Kent's vulnerable now, just fought and possible with break up with his girlfriend. Now's the time to strike.
"Well, I should study, don't know how I'd possible concentrate, but I--"
"Kent wait," Augie said, his heart pounding.
"Yes?"
Augie had a funny look on his face. He wanted to tell Kent that he wanted his cock, but could form the words. So he just blurted it out:
"Kent, I want you to fuck me!"
There, he said it. No more dancing around. Kent just stood and said nothing. He slowly walked out of the cafe.
...
The diner was crowded with the morning crowd. John was serving coffee and muffins, bagels, breakfast food. He didn't notice the man in the grey flannel suit enter and stand by the door. John, thinking he was waiting to be seated said:
"Sit anywhere."
"I need to see the manager."
"I can help you."
The man flashed an identification card.
"Lyle Tanner, Nebraska Department of Health."
"Yes," John replied.
"We've gotten complaints that you permit barefoot customers in here."
"Yes, a few of our customers come in barefoot."
"That cannot be permitted in a place that serves food."
"Why, they aren't walking on the food or the tables."
"Nonetheless, it isn't permitted. I must post this decal in your window." He took out a sticker that had a barefoot with a line through it and the words "NO BAREFEET BY ORDER OF THE DEPARTMENT OF HEALTH" printed under it. John was pissed, knowing who the complaint came from. Lyle posted the decal in the door window and asked for some coffee. Lyle took a seat at the counter.
...
At lunch time and Jack ordered a pizza and requested Patrick deliver it to his home. Patrick rang the doorbell and Jack smiled. He told Patrick to come in.
"Would you like to join me?" Jack asked.
"No I can't I have other deliveries."
"Your barefoot."
"Yup."
"Easy to pick up your customers, I'll bet."
Patrick smiled uneasily. Jack took the pizza from him and set it on the coffee table.
"Come in," Jack said. "I have something to talk to you about."
Patrick entered the living room and sat with Jack, who was already starting in on his first slice. The house was nicely decorated, Jack was obviously a man on means, he had fine art on his walls and a large chandelier hanging from his ceiling.
"First, allow me to introduce myself, the name's Jack North. And I know you are Patrick Newbury. The barefoot pizzaboy. You know computers," Jack said.
"Somewhat."
"No, not somewhat. You know computers."
"All right."
"I'm planning a business here in Jockey Hollow. A cafe of sorts."
"A coffee house?"
"Yes, but with a twist. I've been around the world, Patrick. More than once. I've seen things, been involved in many business ventures, but recently I've seen a new type of business. The cybercafe."
"The what?"
"Cybercafe." Jack swallowed down another piece of pizza. "Want some?" Patrick shook his head no. Jack went on, "It's a cafe, you know, espresso, cappuccino, latte, what have you, but you put in five or six computers and you have a cybercafe. People come in and surf the net, download cyberporn, enter chat rooms, have cybersex, what have you, but they do it while slurping their cappies. It's a novel idea and one that has taken off worldwide. I want to bring cyberspace to Jockey Hollow. Cyberspace with a cup of coffee."
"Sounds interesting, but where do I fit in?"
"I need a manager. I'll put the money up for the rent, the computers, the bills, but I need a knowledgeable person to run it. I came here looking for Sam Gehlen, but arrived in town the night of his arrest. So I asked around and found you. What do you say, Patty?"
Patrick stared at Jack North. Here was a man in his late thirties-early forties, very handsome, very wealthy, and with some outside source of information. He spoke like a man of his class, dressed in a suit and tie, could charm the skin off a snake, but there was something deeper, something Patrick couldn't nail.
"You're offering me a job, Mr. North?"
"Yes. I'm offering you a job. I'll pay you a decent wage, far better than the $6.75 you're making delivering your pizza. I need you, Patrick."
Patrick thought for about a second and agreed to do it. Jack stood and undid his pants.
"Shall we consummate the agreement?"
He took out his hefty tool. Patrick's eye's bulged. He never saw a cock so large before. Patrick fell to his knees. He started in on it, licking the large purple head and the long vein shaft. He took it in his mouth and started sucking it. Jack pumped it in him, little by little. Patrick removed his jeans as he sucked, not quite able to swallow the whole thing. He gagged a bit when Jack fucked his face harder, but he held his own.
Jack liked getting blow jobs, but he preferred fucking and Patrick's ass was ripe enough to stuff. He took the pizzaboy and turned him around. He pushed Patrick on the carpet, face down. He spit in his fist and lubed his cock up some more. He was going in deep with this kid. Patrick moaned when the big head separated the ass cheeks. Jack penetrated and started pushing. He got in half in when Patrick started to cry that it hurt.
"Take it like a man, you wuss!" Jack shouted.
"Yes, sir, Mr. North."
Jack fucked the ass hard, pulling out and pushing in. Loving the sounds Patrick was making, moaning, screaming for more. More cock! He wanted more cock. And Jack gave it to him. He fucked harder and harder and harder. He fucked him until his entire cock was buried inside Patrick's ass.
"YES!" Patrick screamed. "YES! YES! YES!"
Jack was now into it, he watched as Patrick squirmed, but took it to the hilt. Jack's oversized balls hit against the smooth ass cheeks. He was at the brink of coming and Patrick squeezed down hard on North's cock, causing North to moan a little. Jack came inside Patrick. It was an intense feeling for both men. If Patrick had any doubts about working for Jack North, they were washed away by Jack's cum.
...
Augie did not go down to dinner with Sloan. His finals over, he just lay on his bed staring up at the ceiling. He had packed already and was ready to leave for Jockey Hollow in the morning. He was too embarrassed by his outburst this morning. He cursed himself and Fuelberg for it. Kent was a special individual and was very vulnerable. He should have chosen a better time to broach the subject of sex, just after the guy fought with his girl was not the time.
Then there was a knock and Augie stood. He was wearing a long tee-shirt and a pair of boxers. It was Kent. A moment passed before either spoke. Then Kent said:
"I thought about what you said this morning. Couldn't concentrate all day."
"I'm sorry."
"Yeah, I'm sorry too. I shouldn't have walked away like that."
"You were afraid. You were shocked."
"I want--" Kent began. "I--"
He put his mouth on Augie's. He kissed his hard and long. Augie embraced Kent and brought him in the dorm room. Suddenly an emotional rush came over Augie. It was nothing like he had ever felt before. It was something beautiful, something real. Soon they were undressing each other and Augie got on his bed. Kent, who had never been in a bed with a man before, went right to work on Augie's request. He raised Augie's legs and held his ankles. He slipped a finger inside the asshole, separating the cheeks apart. He spit in his fist and worked the lubrication in. Augie opened his end table drawer and took out a jar of Vaseline and a condom. Kent had a girlfriend and Augie didn't want anything to happen to either of them. Kent took the rubber and slid it over his rigid cock, the put a gob of Vaseline over it, smoothing it around.
Augie took a deep breath and felt Kent's cock glide in. Kent was somewhat surprised at how loose Augie really was. Kent started fucking Augie, really getting into it. His hands slid down to Augie's calves and fucked harder. Augie rested his feet on Kent's chest and moaned, incredible moans. His phobia had eased and he was letting a stranger enter his world again. To enter his ass again. The terrible painful memories of the rape had slipped away has easily as Kent's cock slipped into Augie's throbbing ass.
"This is awesome!" Kent said.
Augie tightened his ass muscles around Kent's cock and it made Kent moan. Kent shuddered and shot a wad of cum into the condom, he shook and trembled and shot again and again and again. Augie pressed his feet against Kent's chest and shot in the air. His cum landed on his chest. Kent pulled out and fell on the pillow next to him. He closed his eyes and Augie kissed his cheek.
...
Cooper arrived at work and was outraged when he saw the "NO BAREFEET" sign posted on the door. He was even more outraged when John told him that it was due to a complaint.
"Joshua Atkins!: Cooper said.
"Bingo!" John replied.
He saw Roy walk up the gas station driveway and went out to meet him. He told him the new rule and Roy got very angry.
"Drive over to the convenience store and buy a pair of flip-flops. Wear them in the diner and stay barefoot out here."
Roy nodded and walked down Route 77. Just as Cooper was about to re-enter the diner, he saw Josh pulling in. Cooper was angry, but more so now that he saw Josh's face. Josh got out of his car and was met by a pounding fist to his face by Cooper.
"You're a fucking interloper. You don't know when to mind your fucking business!" Josh staggered to his feet and Cooper pounded him again. "Your business is no longer welcome here!"
Cooper walked back to the diner. Josh climbed back into his car. His nose was bloodied. He was suddenly presented with a handkerchief. He looked up and saw Jack North sitting in the passenger's seat shaking his head.
"You never learn, do you, Josh?"
"You!"
"Yes. You never learn."
"Learn?"
"You have to be a busybody, no matter where you are, you have to poke you nose into everything."
"What are you talking about?"
"You dropped the dime on the diner and gave the 411 to the Nebraska Department of Health concerning its barefoot policy."
"Yeah, I didn't want to eat there looking at dirty feet."
Jack got right in Josh's face. "Guess what, Josh, you ain't gonna eat there again!" he said and laughed. "But this is a pattern with you, a pattern that goes way back. Back to a time when you were straight and fucked women instead of men. Back to a time when you fucked one woman in particular. Remember her name, Joshie-poo?" Josh could not believe what he was hearing. "Does the name Alyssa Harker ring any bells?"
"Alyssa?"
"Yes. You remember. Remember how your meddling and interfering made you lose her to another man?"
"WHO ARE YOU?" Josh screamed. "Who are you and how is it that you know so much about people's lives?"
Again Jack North smiled, it was a broad sinister smile. He laughed.
"You know who I am Josh, you knew who I was last night when we met. You're the smartest man in Jockey Hollow because you're the ONLY man who thinks with his brain and not his prick. You're the ONLY man in Jockey Hollow who isn't here for the sex. Yes, you know who I am, Joshua Atkins, you know how I know all about people."
"Oh my GOD!" Josh said and made the sign of the cross.
"Guess again," Jack said and laughed.
Josh screamed and Jack vanished.
STAY TUNED FOR EPISODE XXXV, WHICH WILL BE POSTED ON MONDAY JANUARY 12, 1998. ALL OF THESE EPISODES CAN BE FOUND ON THE NIFTY ARCHIVE UNDER THE BISEXUAL CATEGORY: http://www.nifty.org/