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Date: Tue, 12 Aug 1997 20:19:33 -0400
From: Marc Mustacchio <marc@onyx.interactive.net>
Subject: Jockey Hollow: EPISODE XVIII

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 XVIII

	Wade blasted from the clearing, leaving dust in his wake. He saw the
Sheriff and Agent Westmoreland on a trail and screamed again.
	"WADE!" the Sheriff shouted.
	"This way, this way!"
	The Sheriff and Westmoreland followed a very excited Wade through the
woods. What could he have found, Kenny thought. If only he knew. When
they got to the clearing, Nicky was standing guard over the mass grave
like a sentry on duty at Buckingham Palace. 
	"We found this -- a mass grave," Wade said. "Horrible!"
	Kenny examined the note written in blood. This is something he never
saw before. How many bodies? Were they committed by the same man that
killed Stephen and the others? Or was this some new evil? An evil
contained in Jockey Hollow. What goes on in these woods has been a
secret for decades. The word "cult" also came to mind.
	"We'll have to exhume these bodies. Treat it as if it was any other
crime scene," the Sheriff said. "Nicky, you and Wade go back to the
truck and wire Larry. We'll need Dr. Preston for forensics, and get our
camera for crime scene pictures."
	Nicky and Wade left. Kenny was on his haunches looking at the grave and
the note suspended above it on a six inch branch. The grave was about
three or feet long and went about three feet deep. It reeked of decaying
bodies. Kenny was unsure about who did this. It was something to look
into.

...
	"Back up a minute," Cooper said. "You said you witnessed Stephen
getting murdered."
	Joey cleared his throat. "Yes," he said. "I was camping with my
girlfriend, Nicole. She was sleeping in the tent. We had had an argument
so I was by the campfire in my underwear. Girlfriends!" he scoffed.
"Anyway, it was all quiet and I was able to hear footsteps beyond these
tall bushes. I heard a younger voice say, `You can put me down now. I'm
not sick anymore.' Then there was a second, older, more gruff voice say,
`I want to fuck you now.' The kid said that it would cost $100 and
that's when I heard the smack. The older man hit the kid and I heard a
thump. He was out for the count. I tiptoed over to the bushes and tried
to see, but the brush was too deep, all I could see were shadows
reflecting off the moon. I saw a hand turn the kid on his stomach; I saw
him place an object into his ass. I have no idea where he got it from,
but he jammed it into the kid's ass. The kid screamed. `Shut-up and take
you god damned pussy!' I then heard a crack sound, like a baseball bat
or a log cracking in half. I winced and heard dragging across dirt."
	"My God!" Russ said.
	"Yes," Joey said. "My God."
	"You have to go to the sheriff with this," Cooper said.
	"On a happier note," Joey replied, "I reconciled with Nic and fucked
her the whole next day."
	They laughed.

...
	At Maggie's, Sam entered sat down. His sex in the woods had made him
hungry. Hungry for more sex, but he settled for a burger, fries and
coffee. Sam sat in a booth and looked around at the guys at Maggie's. It
was crowded. At the booth behind him was a couple, the girl had her back
to him, but the guy was cute. He had long straight brown hair that
covered his face, a white buttoned shirt and a plaid vest. He was
smiling at his girlfriend. Very nice. Turning to his left, Sam looked at
the three tables. The first table was empty, but at the second table was
a couple of guys. One guy had blond hair, short in the back, but long on
the top. His face was cute. He wore a guy v-neck sweat shirt, black
sweats, and barefeet. Sam admired Maggie's for being a "barefoot
friendly" business. Next to the blond was a guy dressed for the beach.
He had dark hair long in the back, a long white T-shirt that covered his
pants, which Sam was unable to see. The kid wore black Teva sandals.
These guys were fuckable, they were probably lovers. At the bar was the
kid that caught his eye.
	He looked 18. Very hunky. He had on a plaid shirt that was open and
jeans. His barefeet were positioned on either side of the barstool. Sam
stared at him. He could see the bottoms of his feet were dirty. A sign
of a slut, Sam thought. All the barefeet in the porn movies he watches
are filthy. How narrow minded of him the extrapolate porn to real life.
But when all you live for his having sex with other guys, the
extrapolation is easy. Sam wanted this guy. Gay or not. He waved to a
waitress.
	"More coffee, Sam?"
	"Yes, and buy that kid at the bar wearing jeans another of whatever
he's drinking on me."
	"Yes sir."
	The waitress went behind the bar and explained to the kid what Sam had
done. Sam's heart was racing, the kid at the bar swiveled around and
raised his beer mug to Sam. Sam raised his coffee mug. The kid stood and
joined Sam. The waitress refilled the coffee. Sam took a sip.
	"Name's Roy. Roy Lugar."
	"Sam. Sam Gehlen."
	Sam flirted with Roy as they talked small talk. Roy was passing through
on his way to Lincoln from Canton. He was thirsty for a brew and
stopped. Sam was glad he had. Roy drives a van, but he prefers to drive
barefoot, better control the pedals, was his reason. Then Sam brought up
the fact that woods in Jockey Hollow were very beautiful. Lots of
cottonwoods. Roy knew what Sam wanted, but he was going to play dumb and
tease him a little. Sex with Roy was all Sam could think about. Sucking
on his mighty cock, 69-ing, fucking Roy's ass -- probably tight -- but fucking
it anyway. Sam was getting hard imagining it.

...

	Dr. Preston arrived at the clearing where the mass grave was found. He
was obviously upset by the presence of several dead bodies. Wade pushed
the shovel into the dirt and shoveled it aside. Nicky began snapping
Polaroid shots of the crime scene. Kenny wrote notes in his notebook. 
Upon exhumation, they saw six naked male bodies lined up head to toe,
two layers of them. Preston knelt on the ground beside the graves. He
examined them.
	"They died at different times."
	"How long have they been dead?" Westmoreland asked.
	"I won't know that until the autopsies."
	 "Do you recognize any of them?" Kenny asked.
	They shook their heads. Wade and Nicky, with Preston's help placed the
six bodies into body bags and carried them out of the woods to the
coroner's wagon. This took some time. Kenny looked at Cliff and said,
	"This was an unexpected development, huh?"
	"Very. Never would have believed it."
	"Six more bodies."
	"Are these connected to the previous six?"
	"I won't know that until the autopsies come back, but my guess is yes."
	Kenny looked around the site, he stooped down and examined the dirt. He
shook his head and stood. 
	"Let's go back to HQ and sort this mess out."
...

	About 200 yards from the grave site, Sam was on top of a naked Roy,
kissing him passionately. Roy was on his back, laying on his shirt. He
moved down Roy's abdomen and put his mouth on the big cock between Roy's
legs. He fingered Roy's asshole, placing three fingers inside. Roy
moaned, liking this. Sam licked the insides of Roy's ass, closing his
eyes as he probed. Sam undressed, his sneakers, jeans, and shirt came
off and he stood over the hunk jerking off. Roy sat up straight and
licked Sam's balls, his tongue licked the tip of the cock and then back
down to the balls. He repeated this three or four times before he
swallowed the cock. He inched way down the shaft, licking it as he went.
Roy rose to his knees and Sam began to fuck the hunk's face. Roy moaned
some more, slurping up the pre-cum that was oozing out.
	"OH YEAH!" Sam moaned. "Do me more."
	Sam pounded the boy's face, showing not a shed of mercy. He pulled out
of Roy's begging mouth and put Roy on his back again. Sam went to his
pocket and took out a condom. Roy watched as he put the rubber on.
	"Be gentle, I've never been fucked before."
	Sam just smiled, a sinister smile and lifted Roy's legs onto his
shoulders. They were heavy, but he was able to hold his shins, but they
slipped. So he got in-between the thighs and Roy wrapped his legs around
Sam's body, locking his feet behind Sam's back. Sam used his cock to
part the ass cheeks. He put a little bit in, Roy was tight, but not that
tight. Roy moaned a little as he felt the cock go in him deeper. He
grasped his shirt and curled his toes as he came on himself. Getting
fucked turned him on in ways he never expected. He moaned and grunted.
He was loud and pronounced. This was indeed his first time with a cock
in his ass. Sucking had always been his forte. Even swallowing, but
never getting fucked. Sam picked up his pace, starting to slam the boy's
ass with his. Roy felt his body tense up, his ass muscles squeezed
tightly around Sam's cock. Sam fucked harder and harder. Roy bucked back
at the cock and got a second hard-on. This was a day for unexpected
surprises.
	Sam smiled and jerked the kid's cock. He pounded harder and harder
until he was on the verge. Then he pulled out in a hurry. Roy slid the
condom off and deep throated Sam's pounding cock and felt the hot, thick
load pound into his mouth...like a volcano with hot creamy lava.   Roy got
up and jerked off. Sam helped him get off again by figuring his
sensitive ass. He sprayed an equally impressive load in the dirty.
	"Youth!" Sam said.

...
	Night fell on Jockey Hollow again. Cooper began work at the diner,
joining Peter. His first day back since his trip to Omaha; Dr. Preston
got to work on six autopsies; and Kenny and Cliff sat in the conference
room drinking coffee. They had only just begun the vast amount of work
that would lead to the killer. It was a little past nine when Roy found
his way out of the woods. He and Sam did it again and again, testing
Sam's virility. He had been fucked on his stomach and bent over and his
ass was tender and sore. Sam, at the tender age of 32, could only muster
one more load, which Roy drank down; Roy came during both fucks. Four
orgasms in two hours could be tiring. He sat in a booth.
	Cooper approached, looking at Roy's well worn feet, very dirty and very
cute.
	"Mind the feet, dude?" Roy asked.
	"Jockey Hollow is barefeet friendly. You can walk barefoot anywhere.
What can I get for ya?"
	"Coffee and a piece of that ass of yours."
	"My, my, my...flirt much?"
	"I know a cute stud when I see them. I was just fucked three times in
two hours and need to play top for a bit."
	"Fair enough. Who fucked you?"
	"I believe his name was Sam."
	"Sam? Nice fellow."
	Cooper lead Roy to the bathroom. He nodded at Peter, who nodded back.
They went into the bathroom. Cooper felt a strange feeling of deja vu
when he entered the bathroom, recalling the last barefoot stranger to
walk into this bathroom with him. Cooper started out slow, he slid the
boy's jeans down and started sucking his cock. Hard. He put the whole
think inside of his mouth and went bobbing for balls. Roy moaned,
licking his lips and leaning against the wall. His cock was a rigid
pole, filled with love juice. This was a day of ecstasy and a day he'd
certainly never forget. Cooper took one of Roy's feet and tickled them,
Roy melted and sank to his ass. He winced in pain.
	"Ride me!" he said.
	Cooper slid his pants down and jerked the spit-lubed cock a little. It
oozed pre-cum, which Cooper used as more lube. He could not wait to feel
the cock explode in him. He lowered his body and knelt on either side of
Roy's thighs and sank down. His ass was not tight and he was able to
bounce up and down on the steel hard pole. Roy moaned, he was very
erotic. His ass twitched and he came in a mighty blast that raised
Cooper up a little. He banged his head on the tiled wall and moaned -- a
lot. Cooper smiled as he came in his lap.


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