Date: Mon, 30 Jun 1997 20:52:17 -0400 From: "marc s. mustacchio" Subject: JOCKEY HOLLOW IX 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 IX Zina looked around the Sheriff station. She was ringing her hands. Her eyes were wet from tears. She had come a long way when she heard the news. She was sorry that she had to hear about in the newspaper. Just a one sentence headline: "NEBRASKA HUSTLER FOUND MURDERED IN LAKE" She read the three lines that followed and found that the hustler was her brother, Stephen. She got on the first plane to Omaha, arriving during that afternoon and was at the Sheriff's station. Now it was 6:30 p.m. and she was here. Larry and the Sheriff emerged from the Sheriff's office. The Sheriff approached Zina. "Miss Wirly." "Are you in charge here?" "Yes. I'm Sheriff Clifford Alexander." "My brother -- my poor, poor brother." She started to cry again. Cliff offered her his handkerchief, which she accepted. "Come in my office. We have some matters to discuss." "Okay." ... Downstairs in the cell block, Nicky was securing the ropes he applied to Ryan. Ryan was on his stomach, his feet tied together and raised, his hands were tied together and there was a piece of rope linking them. Nicky took his cock out of his uniform. It was big and it was thick. Ryan, who had never been fucked or given head before, was about to be de-virgined. Michael, in his cell was gagged so that he would keep quiet before it was his turn. Wade got in front of Ryan, he was naked already and knelt. He pressed his cock against Ryan's mouth. Tears welled up in Ryan's eyes. He was going to do what never did before -- get fucked at both ends simultaneously. "This is for Stephen," Wade said smiling. "mmmph," Michael said, protesting the pending fate of his friend. "Shut the fuck up," Nicky said. "You'll have your turn too." Nicky spread Ryan's ass cheeks and put a finger inside. Ryan moaned. "Tight?" Wade asked, slipping his cock inside Ryan's partially opened mouth. "Oh so very." "Cool!" Wade began forcibly fucking Ryan's mouth at once. He gave him no time to get accustomed to giving head. He just started ramming the mouth. Nicky, on the other hand, fingered the asshole, using two fingers, then three. Ryan squirmed, feeling degraded. Nicky looked across Ryan's body at Wade and nodded. "I'm going in." He started to break the outside ring of muscle, entering Ryan's ass. He pushed and came out, pushed an came out, pushed and came out, fucking the boy with all that he had. He wanted Ryan to feel every inch of his long cock. Entering without lube made Ryan feel it a lot more. Feeling what he probably did to Stephen. Only Stephen would have taken it a lot better. Wade and Nicky smiled at each other, fucking each end in rhythm. Their pulsating cocks pushed at either orifice. Ryan's tear now flowed. Michael watched, also crying, partly for his friend's pain and humiliation and partly for the fact that he would be next. Tears landed on Wade's cock. Wade ignored them and continued fucking the boy's face. He shot first; his load landing in the back of Ryan's mouth. Ryan let the cum well up in his mouth. "Swallow it you fuck!" Wade said slamming his in and out of Ryan's mouth. Cum oozed out the sides of his mouth. Nicky continued fucking, harder now. Wade pulled out and lifted Ryan up on his knees. He was angry at the upstart's defiance. He tilted Ryan's head back and stroke his neck. "I'd swallow dude," Nicky whispered into Ryan's ear. "If you know what's good for you." Ryan spit it in Wade's face. "Why you son of a bitch." Wade punched Ryan so hard he went flying across the cell, dislodging Nicky's cock. Michael turned his head, not wanting to watch as both deputies beat Ryan to a pulp. Nicky jerked off and sprayed Ryan head to toe with his thick cream. Ryan sobbed. He had learned his lesson. "FOR STEPHEN!!!" Nicky said. "He may have been a cocksucker-for-hire, but he had more class than you, prep boy." He turned and saw Michael cowering the corner of his cell. "Your next, buddy!" Just then, the phone rang. Wade walked over to pick it up. "Yeah, Lar?...Who?...Stephen had a sister?" "A sister?" Nicky asked. "We'll be up." "Stephen's big sister Zina is with the Sheriff. He wants us to meet her." "Is she a lesbian?" "How the fuck should I know?" "We'll be back for you, Mikey." ... Augie sat on his bed. The rape, now three hours old, still burned in his mind. The phone rang. It rang and it rang. Sloan stood from his computer and picked it up. After the rape, Sloan called Cooper, but Adam said he had gone to work already. "This is an emergency. Get in touch with him and have him call Augie at school." Adam called the diner and relayed the message. Augie was happy to hear his best friend's voice -- a calming voice -- on the other end. "They raped me, Coop. The fucking frat boys fucking raped me." "In the middle of a tornado?" "Yeah." "How pathetic! Are you all right?" "No. It's eating me up inside. I can still feel their cocks." "Is there somebody at school you can see? A psychiatrist?" "A shrink? Why?" "Because this is going to destroy your mind." "I'm going to the police." "That would be a bad idea now." "What the fuck do you mean?" "Think about it Aug, you are a very promiscuous young man. Do you think the police would buy a story that four frat boys raped you in during a tornado?" "Huh?" "And if they did, and you had your day in court, no jury would believe that four clean cut fraternity boys sexually assaulted a promiscuous little slut. They'd say you lead them on, provoked it, flirted, whatever, but you'd be the laughing stock of Nebraska." "So I have no recourse? How could you say that to me, Cooper?" "Deal with your own ghosts. Put your mind at ease. Rape is an act of violence, not of sex. Come to terms with it in your own mind." "Let them get away with it? No chance." "Listen to me, I know what I'm talking about. You know I do." "Yup, I do." "Remember?" "Yes...yes, I do." "So you'll see a doctor?" "There's one on campus. I'll call him in the morning." "I'll come out to see you in a few days." "Can't wait, buddy." Augie wiped his eyes and hung up. Sloan turned and looked at his friend. Augie got off the bed and went to the window, the tornado left a mess. There was a clean up crew outside picking up the debris. The picnic table was no longer there. No evidence of the scene of the crime. How so fucking typical! "Cooper's coming?" "Yes, in a few days." "Good. You want me to get a cup of coffee for you?" "WHY?!" Augie snapped. "Think I'm afraid to leave the room?" "Hey, chill. I'm on your side, remember? I was just being nice." Augie took a deep, cleansing breath. Tears were welling up in his eyes again. He didn't mean to yell at Sloan. Sloan was his friend and confidant. "I'll get the coffee," Augie replied and left the dorm room. As he walked to the cafeteria, Cooper's experience with the Lincoln, Nebraska police ran through his mind. How ironically similar? He knew the police, security, general public would not be sympathetic to his plight, the same way no one believed what happened to Cooper that cold November night eight years ago. EIGHT!!! Could it have been that long ago? But it was, Cooper was 17 and he was 15. How so fucking ironic! ... Nicky and Wade entered the Sheriff's office. Zina was in the chair across from Cliff's desk. "Zina, these are my deputies, Wade and Nicholas. This is Stephen's sister." "We have two suspects in custody, Miss Wirly," Wade said in an official tone. "We believe they had sex -- bondage sex with Stephen before they allegedly murdered him." "Did they confess?" Zina asked. "Not yet," Nicky said. "They deny Stephen went with them because of the type of sex they were into. But we know that to be false." "You do?" "With all do respect, ma'am," Nicky continued, "we know that your brother was offered $500 to have sex with the suspects. That we know from an eyewitness who overheard the transaction. We also know that Stephen would never turn down such a score, no matter what he was required to do. That's why they're in custody." "Unfortunately, I know you're correct about my brother's sex habits. He wrote me and said that he no longer has sex for personal satisfaction, he has sex for the money." The intercom buzzed and Larry's voice came over. "Sheriff?" "Yes, Larry?" "I just hung up with an FBI agent." "Oh?" the Sheriff looked at Wade and Nicky. "Yes, he's coming here in the morning. He believes Stephen was killed by a serial killer -- someone he's been chasing for five years." The Sheriff raised his left eyebrow. Wade looked at Nicky, could they have had sex the wrong kid? And what about Michael? He was still bound and gagged, awaiting his "punishment." PLEASE EXCUSE THE TARDINESS OF THIS EPISODE: POSTING IT A DAY LATE. I HOPE THAT THE ENJOYMENT YOU GOT FROM READING IT WAS WORTH THE WAIT. STAY TUNED FOR EPISODE X. IT WILL BE POSTED ON MONDAY JUNE 9, 1997. A REPOST OF EPISIDE IX WILL APPEAR ON FRIDAY JUNE 6, 1997. A SUMMARY OF EPISODES VII, VIII, AND IX WILL ALSO APPEAR ON FRIDAY JUNE 6, 1997.