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 XXXV
Josh sat on the metal guardrails outside Maggie's. Blood was dried around his nose and his eye was still sore. He was smoking a cigarette and held a Styrofoam cup of coffee in his hand. He could not comprehend the conversation he had just experienced. Could what Jack North had told him be true? Could he actually be--, the word could not be formed, not even in his thoughts. What were the chances of him dreaming the whole thing up? Not likely. He glanced at his watch, it was near 9:00, the whole thing happened 3 hours ago.
A guy passed him, a cute muscular stud. He was a knock out, wearing corduroy shorts and briefs, the waistband of the briefs were exposed. He wore teva sandals and was barechested. Josh eyed him as he got into a jeep. The guy turned and smiled at Josh. Josh stood and approached.
"Hey," the boy said. "What up?"
"Not much."
"What happened to you?"
"Don't ask. You should see the other guy."
"I want you," the kid said to Josh.
What a temptation this was. And how convenient this happening just hours after Josh's revelation. He watched the kid in the jeep take his cock out of his shorts. It was long and thick. Josh turned away. If he went for it, it would be the first time he went for a stranger's cock since met his last boyfriend. But this kid was adorable -- too adorable for words. He looked at the cock, pre-cum bubbled out the slit. Josh sure was horny now. Temptation was there. But then there was the fact that there was no promise of a relationship with this boy. Josh closed his eyes and took two deep breaths. He opened them and the blond boy was totally naked. He was hot.
"Suck me off," the boy said.
Josh considered the proposition. He vacillated. This boy was obviously promiscuous, how many guys undressed in a parking lot? Suppose he had some venereal disease? Suppose he was HIV+? All of these questions. All these questions. The cock was throbbing now and Josh's eyes were fixated. Then he blinked, turned and walked away. He had beaten the temptation.
...
It was a busy night at the diner. Cooper had effectively cleared the diner and was setting up a fresh pot of coffee and began wiping down the counter.
"Might I have a cup of that when it's finished?" a voice from the back of the diner said.
"Oh, I wasn't aware anybody else was here."
"Just me. Name's Jack, Jack North."
"Cooper Langsford."
"Pleasure to meet you."
Cooper prepared two cups and brought them over to the booth. He sat across from Jack.
"I noticed you have a window addition."
"A gift from a meddling customer."
"Let me guess, his name is Joshua."
"Yes, and he's no longer welcome in here."
"So your customers can't be barefoot when they come in here."
"No."
"And that makes you upset."
"Yes. My customers should be allowed to come in here however they want." "No."
"No?"
"You're afraid that you won't be able to see if guys are easy."
"What?"
"You're under the impression that barefeet is a sign of promiscuity and sexual ease."
"That's true."
"Why?"
"Because there's a vulnerability about being barefoot."
"So the barefoot guy is always the bottom?"
"Yes."
"No."
"No? Why?"
"Consider this scenario." Jack took a sip of his coffee and sat back against the booth cushion. "Two guys walk in here now. A gay man, about 30, wearing work boots and a guy in his mid-twenties, with a girlfriend, and barefoot. Who do you go after?"
Cooper examined Jack's face. The smile seemed to say "I got you now." But Cooper was consistent in his thinking, he was not going to digress now. He sipped his coffee.
"The kid with the girl. Girlfriends don't bother me, I can get any guy with a girlfriend. I've done it before."
"Yes there was poor Adam. You really confused the hell out of him, huh?"
"How did you know about that?"
"People talk. I listen to people. So you're suggesting that the person wearing the boots would be a top and the barefoot guy the bottom?"
"Yes."
"Why?"
"Power. You display your power in the bedroom through what you wear."
"Power? Do you know the real way to display sexual prowess? By your dick. I have a story for you. About ten years ago I was a New York City bar and I talking to a kid who had just turned 19. I bought him a drink and we toasted. I asked him what he got for his birthday and he told me the usual. However, I sensed he didn't get everything. He told me that what he really wanted, his true birthday wish would be to be fucked by a man. Sure he fucked his way through high school, sleeping with this girl and that, but what he always wanted was to get was fucked by a man. He'd even pay for it.
"I told him didn't have to that far, that I'd be happy to fulfill his birthday wish. He was thrilled. It was like he had been given a check by Dick Clark and Ed McMahon. So we went to my place. He told me that he was a virgin, but I shouldn't hold back, that he wanted all of me. I think I should describe this guy. He was a football player in school, so he was big. He stood 6'2 and was big. Capable of taking me out easily. But he allowed me to fuck him.
"I placed him on the floor and had him on his stomach. I let loose and pounded his ass like he asked. He gave me instructions and I was obligated to follow them. As I was fucking him, he turned his head and looked up at me with innocent puppy eyes. This big guy was submissive, because he liked what he felt. He liked the feel of my cock in him; my big cock was fucking him. That submissive look -- that's power."
"Interesting story," Cooper said.
Jack took another sip.
"If that were you, you wouldn't have had me getting fucked, right?" "Yes."
"Because I'm smaller?"
"Yes. The smaller guy always gets fucked."
"Blonds too?"
"Yes."
Jack shook his head and drank his coffee."
...
Augie laid in his bed awake. This was his last night of the Spring Semester and he would be returning to Jockey Hollow tomorrow. He was still reeling from his sex with Kent. It was very invigorating. Fuelberg was correct in his reasoning that getting fucked by a total stranger would effectively eliminate the horrible feelings left by the rape. His telephone rang. Sloan was asleep so he picked it up on the first ring.
"Hello."
"Augie. It's Kent." A smile awashed over Augie's face. "How are you?"
"Very good." Augie laughed.
"I am too. It was quite a time we had earlier, huh?"
"Oh it was a time all right."
"Good. What are you doing tomorrow?"
"Tomorrow we move out."
"Check out isn't until 2, would you meet me at the café in the morning?"
"Yes! When?
"Nine?"
"Perfect. I have an appointment at 11."
"See you then." There was a hesitation in his voice.
"See you then," Augie said and replaced the receiver. Sloan stirred and looked up from his pillow.
"Is everything okay?" Sloan said.
"Everything is terrific!"
...
Sitting across from Jack North, Cooper was enthralled by how good this man looked. Jack was incredibly handsome. There was a silence, then Jack said:
"You're a victim of stereotype, Cooper."
"A what?"
"You've watched too many porn flicks. Who's on top and who's on the bottom are set by what you see in the movies."
"No, I'm not."
"Yes you are. You've seen films where the barefoot blond always is the who gets fucked, so you assume that's the case for every blond guy who happens to be barefoot. That's not how the world is."
"It is! I've encountered men who've been bottoms and they all fit ."
"But they're not the rule. The porn industry, both gay and straight have constructed these stereotypic scenarios. In straight films a blonde girl walks into a convenience store wearing shorts and a halter top cracking gum and is fucked by the kid behind the counter; in gay films, a blond dude walks into a convenience store wearing cutoff denim shorts and is barefoot and he's fucked by the kid behind the counter. It's the same formula, just the settings change. A beach, an office, the woods, an alley, in jail, and sometimes a bed. I've seen and read thousands of skin flicks and stories and they are have that same motif. On the other hand, I've sex with men and women alike and let me tell you, they're never like the porn. Porn is scripted, written for one reason, to get a guy off. Real life sex occurs naturally and the way someone dresses doesn't portray how they like their sex."
STAY TUNED FOR EPISODE XXXVI, WHICH SHALL BE POSTED ON MONDAY JANUARY 19, 1998. REMEMBER TO CHECK THE NIFTY ARCHIVE AT http:/www.nifty.org/ FOR EACH OF THE JOCKEY HOLLOW EPISODES. YOU CAN LOCATE THEM UNDER THE BISEXUAL CATEGORY.