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 VI
Standing in Cooper's doorway was a stud holding a piping hot pizza. Cooper stared at the man and invited him in. They were very horny. Patrick leaned in and kissed Cooper on the mouth. Cooper returned the kiss with tongue. It was very hot.
"You really know how to turn someone on," Cooper replied.
"I do?" Patrick said coyly. "I try."
Smiling, Cooper took the box from the boy's hand and lead him to the sofa. Off came Patrick's shoes and shirt. Cooper got on his knees and licked the outline of the pizza boy's cock through his shorts. Patrick undid his buttons and let his cock hang out. Cooper licked the underside and took the cock into his mouth. It was very hard and oozed pre-cum onto his tongue. Patrick got on the floor and laid down on his back. He stroked his cock.
"You look incredible," Patrick said.
"Thanks."
Cooper got on top of Patrick. Their cocks meshed together as they kissed again, giving each other their tongues. Cooper turned around and they 69ed. Patrick loved sucking cock as much as his loved getting sucked off. The boys moaned. Cooper moved his mouth up and down Patrick's rod, while Patrick sucked the head calmly. They gave each other mutual satisfaction.
"I wanna ride this," Cooper said.
"Oh yeah!!!!" Patrick never fucked anyone before, and having a cute dude like Cooper ride his rod made him grew even harder. Cooper went to his bedroom and returned with a bottle of baby lotion. He squirted some into his hand and massaged his buddy's cock; then he took another squirt and massaged it into his ass. He moaned at the prospect of riding this long cock.
He knelt on either side of Patrick's hips and gently lowered himself down. He took the head and some of the shaft in at first, then raised himself and took more. He bobbed up and down on the cock until he was sitting squarely on Patrick's swollen, cum-filled balls. Then he began to ride up and down very quickly. Cooper was actually pushing Patrick's body forward as he rode. Patrick's hands were clenched, his toes curled and his cock was rigid. He moaned really loud and shot a wad of semen into Cooper's ass. Cooper rose to the tip of the cock and allowed the second wad to ooze down the sides before he lowered himself -- allowing the cum to coat his ass. Patrick shot again and again before his dick receded.
...
The Sheriff's station was in the center of Jockey Hollow. It had three rooms. A reception area, an interrogation/conference room, and Sheriff Clifford Alexander's office. The Sheriff was in when Dr. Allen Preston entered the office. He had completed Stephen's autopsy.
"Good afternoon," the Doctor said.
"Al, what's up?"
"I've got the autopsy report. Stephen Wirly, age 19, was drowned." "Drowned?"
"Yes. But not before he was beaten. He had two contusions to his head and neck that knocked him unconscious; he was brought to the lake where his head was held under the water. There is also evidence of whiplash, suggesting that Stephen woke up while his head was being held, he struggled to keep his head above water, but wasn't successful."
"Jesus!" the Sheriff was stunned by the brutality by which Stephen was killed. Jockey Hollow should aptly be called "Sleepy Hollow," where the most serious crimes had been speeding. Now murder had entered this town, ruining its image.
"I have more," Allen said.
"I figured."
Allen stepped forward and rubbed the Sheriff's crotch. He kissed him, unzipping the uniform pants.
"My we're horny today," the doctor said, taking a long cock out. It stood out. He jerked it off. Allen got on his knees and licked the pre-cum that oozed down the shaft. The Sheriff was hot and Allen was a cocksucker from way back. His days as a resident at Omaha General were spent treating patients, his nights however were spent sucking the cocks of his fellow residents. All residents suck cock, don't they? The Sheriff was a total top. He fucked the doctor's face with a vengeance. Allen took the cock to the back of his throat. His eyes closed and the Sheriff came quickly. He needed to get off and Allen was handy.
"Thanks," the Sheriff said, letting Allen lick up the excess goo. "I needed that."
"I know. Anytime, Cliff."
"I know."
They smiled and kissed -- a long, passion-filled kiss, with lots of tongue. Allen broke away.
"When should I have the body ready for a service?"
"Tomorrow. I take charge of the funeral arrangements. A lot of people in this town will want to pay their respects to the young kid."
"Do you think Seth was right. That it was a disgruntled customer?"
"I'm heading out to the diner now to find out just what he meant by that."
...
Amy was more than a little distraught. Her father was dying, she found her boyfriend sucking the cock of another man; and to top things off, she had to be the one to discover Stephen's dead body floating in the lake. She was definitely having a bad day. She was on the porch with a cup of coffee when Adam joined her. He was still barefoot. She looked at his feet as he walked towards her.
"Still without shoes I see," she said.
"Didn't bring a pair. You called me and I rushed over to be with you."
"Yeah, you were in so much of a hurry to be at my side you stopped by the diner and let Cooper suck your dick. How nice of you."
"I didn't know he was gay."
"Everyone in Jockey Hollow knows Cooper's gay."
"I'm not from Jockey Hollow!!!" he yelled.
She turned away and looked at the sky. The clouds were gathering. The radio had said there was a tornado warning for their region.
"Why'd you do it? Was it because I couldn't please you? So you went to men."
"No. You always please me, Amy."
"If you had turned to another woman I'd be angry, but I wouldn't be shocked. Seeing you sucking -- I can't even say it -- was just too much of a shock. Why, Adam? Why?"
"I wish I knew. It's like a bad dream that I can't wake up from. I went back to the diner because I felt some how drawn to Cooper. I went there for him to repeat what he did to me. I had no intentions of sucking his cock."
"Well you did. It happened."
"Why'd you go there, Am?"
"I was driving by and I saw your jeep. That's why I stopped. Seth told me where you were. He knew what you were doing, right?"
"He knew I was looking for Cooper."
"Then he knew what you were up to. I don't know how to say this, Adam, but I can't be with you after seeing what I saw you do."
"I thought you were going to fight for me."
"I don't know how to fight. I can't fight another lifestyle, Adam. I can fight a woman, but not a man. I can't accept that you're bisexual. I can't. I don't want to accept it. It's over." She begins to cry as she pried the ring off her finger. "Here."
"I don't want it back," Adam said. "It's for you."
"I don't want to see it or you ever again."
"Amy -- "
"Please leave."
"Where am I going to go?"
"Try your new boyfriend's."
Amy placed the ring on the table, Adam ignored it and got into his jeep. Amy's tears streamed down her face as he drove off. She looked at the diamond ring.
...
Cooper got out of the shower. When Patrick left and Cooper ate his pizza. He was drying off when the doorbell rang. How was he ever going to get to sleep? He had to be at work at in five and a half hours. He opened the door. It was Adam.
"Amy threw me out."
STAY TUNED FOR EPISODE VII, POSTED ON MONDAY MAY 19, 1997. A RE-POST OF EPISODE VI WILL APPEAR ON FRIDAY MAY 16, 1997. There will be a summary of episodes iv-vi appearing on Wednesday may 14, 1997.