Date: Thu, 30 Jul 2015 07:49:25 -0400
From: Tomak <tomak123@aol.com>
Subject: Doctor Who, Jesse and Jeremy 153

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MZcWRGku0Fk&list=UUxeg9rEgI5T5qLY4nnQdGng

"The next two weeks would be a lot of work for me to make good my
promise. I had to do it so that it was best for everyone but what's best
for everyone is not always what they think it is. Sometimes, it's best my
lovers and friends and their friends don't know what I'm up to."

It was late at night. From the far back of the Doctor's house, the TARDIS
made a brief groan. The Doctor made sure darkness pervaded the entire
house.  He hoped the one groan didn't. He was in the console room.  "Silent
mode!" The Doctor snapped as he slammed a control button on the console,
from afar.

The rest of the vanishing of the TARDIS happened silently. There was not
even a hum. It vanished from the den. Jesse was hiding at a corner of the
living room from which he could not been seen by anyone in the den. He was
in his skimpy briefs. Although the AC in the house was on, he always slept
in almost nothing or nothing. He held the wall as he peered around it. The
TARDIS was gone. Jesse looked upset. "Good God, good Doctor. Where are you
going all these nights? And why won't you tell us? What the fuck are you up
to?"


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vwPM_ENxpNE DOCTOR WHO 153

HOT GUYS ARE EVERYWHERE




"July 14th—Monday. My hard hitting—and I do mean hard—companions
take their duty to finding clues to the Montauk mutants and strange
occurrences seriously and so sacrificing their free time, the two of them
...hit the beach...to find clues, of course..."

"Did you see that guy getting out of his car? He was fucking hot."  Jesse
told Jeremy as they emerge from Bessie. The guy, very young, had very dark
skin, looked almost Egyptian, and was very slender, even by Jesse's tastes
and had long hair to his neck. It was very black and very straight and
looked neatly arranged. He had a flat stomach but not without definition
and an innie belly button that was remarkable for being unremarkable as if
it was made of smooth clay. And he had legs, Jesse noticed. "Great legs. I
know, I'm a dog."

"Offensive," K9 told him from the back seat.

"K, stay."  Jeremy told the robot dog.

"Affirmative, master," K9 said and sounded irritated. "A dog's job is not
to reason why but to do or die."

Jesse heard him and laughed as Bessie's roof went up. "And a woman's work
is never done as she works from sun to sun."

"Comparison of this unit to a woman not logical."

"But so life affirming."  Jesse laughed at K9.

"Then, comparison of this unit to a woman is ill advised."  K9's nose
blaster came out and the whole body turned toward the blond superstar.

Jesse went wide eyed. "K9! It was just a joke!"

"Affirmative."  K9 withdrew his laser. "So was that. Women are actually
superior to men."

Jesse nodded. "Yeah, in many ways...but not in all..."  He peeked at Jeremy
putting sun tan lotion on his tight, muscular, sticking-in and at times
out, abs and spied Jeremy's huge boner forming. "See you later, dog."

"Affirmative."

"Will you get me?"  Jeremy handed Jesse the squeeze bottle of sun tan
lotion.

"I've already got you. Several times. Hundreds."  Jesse smiled. "You know
you don't have to put this on really."  He squirted some on his hands and
rubbed them together.

"Why?"

"We both got enough vitamin D on that planet, Planet D."

"That's not its name."  Jeremy smiled as Jesse rubbed his shoulders. "Only
you called it that."

"So, lots of beings call lots of planets by different names."  Jesse rubbed
harder and harder.

Jeremy closed his eyes. "Ohhh, that feels so good. Deeper and harder."

Jesse rubbed along the muscles in Jeremy's back.  "Both are possible."  He
undulated his body into Jeremy's buttocks and instantly grew harder beneath
his speedo.

"I am loathe to tell you to stop, Jess, but we're here to do a job and if
we keep at this--- we might never get started..."

Jesse felt himself straining against his own speedo. "Oh, I'm started all
right."

"C'mon, stop," Jeremy ordered.

Hands wet with sun tan lotion, Jesse rubbed all over the curvy, muscled,
perfect back of his lover and then put his slick hands to the front to feel
up Jeremy's perfect mound of abs, making them squish with the sounds of
skin on liquid on skin. Jesse threw his head back. "Oh, man, that stomach
of yours."

Jeremy turned around and took the sun tan lotion from him, squirted some on
his hands and rubbed them together. He put his hands around Jesse and used
his strong forearms to draw him in to himself. He reached his hands around
Jesse's shoulders and down to his back. He rubbed along Jesse's back and
shoulders. "You're not so bad yourself."  He leaned his head in and kissed
Jesse mouth over mouth and shifted his mouth once over those thick lips of
his lover.

Jesse undulated forward into Jeremy's front and their bellies met and sun
tan lotion squished between them, making them harder and harder from the
feel of it and the sound of it. "You're right. We're not gonna get anything
done if we...ohhh...oh man. You are hotter than any guy on this whole
beach."

"You, too," Jeremy told him and turned him around and finished the rub
down.  "It's so hard not to finish...you off."

"You mean it's NOT so hard as we stop and deflate."  Jesse looked down as
his own dick which was straining at the speedo.

"Can't walk around some areas of this beach like that. Have to de-erect."

"Man was meant to walk erect."

"Now, you sound like the Doctor."

"Yeah, well, I hope he and the Brig turn up some clues."

"They're probably not as distracted as we are," Jeremy expressed as two
huge muscle men, probably from Fire Island, strutted past them.

"Don't be so sure," Jesse joked. "Those two are like some married couple."

Jeremy laughed.

"Not to mention, the Doctor's got other things going on that we don't know
about."

"Don't start that now."

"No, but we have to talk about it sooner or later."

"And we will. Just not now."  Jeremy looked at five hot guys passed
by. "You know, there are cute guys all over this beach."

"Really? I hadn't noticed."

"You're so full of shit."

"No, of testosterone."

"You're cute."

"And?"

"Hot."

"And?"

"Perfect."  Jeremy leaned in and kissed him on the chest, between
nipples. Then on each nipples.

Four young girls walked by, stylishly dressed for the beach, and one saw
them kiss like this. "Awww, that's so sweet," she said out loud, loudly and
nudged one of her friends.

Jeremy's eyes darted to them but he didn't stop his ministrations to
Jesse. He opened his mouth and placed it on Jesse's chin. Jesse moved it up
and shut his eyes. Jeremy kiss/licked Jesse's chin up to his mouth.

"That's so adorable," the girlfriend said. "I feel the need to write a
slash..."

"You brought your lap top."

"Yup. I'm thinking of the words lap and top right now but separately from
each other."

The girls moved on.

Jesse grabbed Jeremy's forearms and moved them away. "Like you said, we
have a job to do."

Jeremy breathed in and out. He shut and opened his eyes slowly. "Mmpfff. So
I did. So we do."

When finished and having locked up K9 in Bessie and putting proper
precautions, like the force field, Jesse and Jeremy began to proceed toward
the beach.

As they made their way down, the smells of sea salt air and coconut sun tan
lotion hit them.  Jeremy breathed it in. "Love it. What a day."  The sun
was shining brightly.

Jesse and Jeremy were on the beach, further west than they were before. As
they walked down from the board walk toward the tide, Jesse noticed a very
hot, built 24 year old with shaggy, dark brown hair. He had his arms behind
his head as he sun-bathed, about six feet away from an older woman who was
either his mother or aunt or something. Either that, Jesse thought, or this
guy's into much older, heavy set women. Shame, really. Jesse gave him a
look and the guy, eyes shut, must have felt it. The guy opened his dark
brown eyes and looked right at Jesse. Jesse could have sworn the hot one
flexed his stomach muscles, which were covered with very light hair and a
nice trail down to his skimpy bathing suit. He had light hair on his chest,
too but it was all neatly groomed.

"Holy-eeee sheeeet..."  Jesse said as they passed this guy on his towel. As
they walked past him, Jesse gave the guy a flirtatious look. The guy smiled
and leaned up a bit. Jesse licked his lips.

Jeremy nodded, noticing. "C'mon. Clues, remember?"

"Fuck shit."  Jesse looked around. They were both in speedos. They had
walked from field 5 to field 4.

They had to avoid three women who were older and Jewish and well dressed in
modest but stylish beach wear and big, floppy hats. They weren't looking
where they were going as they came from the tide back toward their towels,
crossing paths with the two boys and nearly bumping into them.

There were also four guys playing baseball but they disbanded from the
heat. Further up, there was a charcoal tanned lifeguard eating at the
lifeguard office among many others.

Fishing lines were set up on one part of the beach and they had to pass
under three. There were also two Spanish twenty year olds with pot
bellies. One fisherman was quite old but wearing speedos. Jesse said, "Oh,
hell, no. Just no, dude," he said to Jeremy so that only his partner could
hear.  "There are a lot more people here than last time."

"Yeah. Different field, more people, I guess."  Jeremy said. "I'm sorta
bored."

"Well, we're supposed to be looking for more clues like you said."

"Yeah," Jeremy said.

"What's the matter?"

"I just told you. I'm bored."

A teen, about 15, was jogging barefoot on the sand, trying to run where the
sand was wet but keeping just inward from the actual water and at times,
not succeeding as the tide came in and hit his bare and Jeremy noted, very
sexy, feet. He was heading east so was running toward them. Jeremy ran
backwards to talk to him. The boy had wavy yet straight jet black hair
which was combed back and a light all over tan although Jesse noticed that
the boy looked slightly Cuban or some other Latino nationality. And he was
gorgeous. He had muscles everywhere but a lean variety. He had black eyes
and thick lips and broad shoulders but he was not as tall as either of
them. And his legs and torso were hairless. Amid perfect teen abs, he had a
ring around his navel that stood out as he navel was innie but shallow. He
had on longer swimming trunks. Jesse nodded. "There's something
interesting..."

Jeremy put his arms out, "Hey, dude..."

The boy took out an ear plug from which he was listening to music. Menudo,
definitely Menudo, Jesse thought.

The boy asked Jeremy, "Did you just call me dude?"

Jeremy jogged with him but the boy slowed. "Yeah, do you know where there
are any football games around here?"

Smiling, Jesse caught up to them.

"Yeah, I'm meeting up with some friends of mine on field 3."

"You think they'd mind if we join in?"

The boy shrugged. "We can find out. I won't mind."  He put his hand out in
a sort of upside-down hand shake. "I'm Santa..."

Jeremy shook his hand. "Jeremy."  He turned to Jesse, who stood by,
waiting.

Jesse shook his hand. "Rudolph."

"Santiago."  The boy looked at him with a serious face as if to say he was
not amused. Then, his face cracked and he laughed. "Just messin with ya."

"I like this kid."  Jesse smiled.

"I'm just gonna finish my run. Wanna join in?"

Jesse looked at Jeremy, whose face read "YES" but Jesse balked. "Oh, but,
we just came from there."

"So we run there and we walk back to field 3."

"Even so, field 5 and then back to 4 and beyond to 3?"

"You can do it," Jeremy encouraged.

"Yeah, don't be a fag," Santiago said.

Jesse's eyes went wide first. He wanted to punch the teen. Jeremy saw that.

At first, Jeremy's eyes went wide also. "Yeah, we don't like that word."

"Oh, shit, sorry, are you?"

"Yeah."

"Sorry. I was just ...we just use it like...I know it's wrong but...I don't
mind if you are or not...just, I'm not..."

Jesse was not amused. "Thanks for lettin' us know."

"Man," Santiago held his hands out. "Man, look, I'm sorry, okay? You can
still run with me..."

Jeremy said, "We'd love to."

"Yeah," Jesse finally gave in. "I still like ya. Oh..." he added, "But in
that way. I mean not that way! Shit."

They all laughed.

As they ran, he whispered to Jeremy. "He doesn't know who we are, does he?"

"I don't think so. Our celebrity hood hasn't reached him."

They ran for another 20 minutes. Jesse felt it was too fast. At one resting
period, they just jogged slowly. It was during this time that they turned
around to go back to field 4 and then onto 3. It was also at this time that
they heard a loud chanting. The voice was decidedly male. As they looked to
their left to the ocean, they saw a head emerge from the surface of the
water. The head was chanting. "Is that a clue?"  Jesse pointed.

"Quiet, Jesse," Jeremy warned.

There was an old man emerging from the water. He was looking skyward at the
nearly cloudless blue sky. It was sunny so they could see him clearly. He
was obviously going down and up but now stayed in one spot, the water up to
his gray hair covered chest.

The old man had little hair around the back of his head and none on top. He
was old, the boys thought, maybe mid to late 60s and he was stocky and
chubby-ish. He held two hands up, arms up, hands higher. He was chanting
loudly. "Oh ah, ohh, ahhh. Oh, ahhh. OHHHHHH!"

Jesse and Santiago laughed and tried to hide it.

"Oh, don't be mean, you two. He probably is meditating or affirming life."
Jeremy nodded to them.

"Yeah, just do we all have to hear it, too?"  Santiago asked.

Jesse agreed. "Right. If he weren't so old, I'd say he was orgasming."

"C'mon," Jeremy laughed. "Don't be mean, you guys."

"Okay, now what about dat?" Jesse nodded toward a shorter figure.

"I'm...not sure...what that is." Santiago raised his eyebrows.

Approaching them from the opposite way they were running was a short
human. It had on a bikini made for a woman but the face was that of a
man. The top of the bikini was human skin colored and so it looked like the
person was not wearing anything but he/she was. The face looked like an old
woman, Jeremy noticed but it could pass for an old man, too. The legs had
some hair like an old man. 70 years old? 65? He could not tell. The outfit
was definitely made for a woman. And it would not take the full exposure of
the sagging breasts that dangled dangerously close to coming out of the top
of the outfit which did not work for it. The man/woman wore a large straw
hat to protect her/him from the heavy sunbeams.

After they passed, Santiago and Jesse wanted to talk about the
person. Jeremy hushed them with hand and head motions not until they were
out of ear shot. "I didn't want you to offend him/her," he said when they
were out of hearing range.

"What the fuck was that?"  Jesse asked. "I mean I'm gay yeah and sure, I
live and let live and all that. As long as she/he is not bothering anyone,
let them do their thing but..."

"Transgender? Cross dresser?"  Santiago asked.

"We don't know. Just cause we're gay, doesn't mean we have the answers,"
Jeremy said. "I feel bad for them because I think they're really gay and
not accepting of it..."

"We all were there," Jesse added.

Jeremy continued. "But to surgically change yourself...which I don't think
that man/woman did by the way. I saw no scars..."

"Except to my mind and optical nerves," Jesse quipped.

"I don't know. I just think they are gay and are attracted to men but it's
too painful to them so they think they're females stuck in men's bodies and
vice-sa versa...and so it's more acceptable to them to change that
way. That way they can say they are really female and love men as a
female. And oh no they're not gay at all just the opposite gender stuck in
the wrong body That way they don't have to admit to liking the same sex. I
mean Caitlin Jenner is..."

"Who's that?"

Jesse looked at Jeremy and nodded no. It was 2008, not 2015. Jeremy
realized his time faux pas too late. "Oh, just someone we know who sings at
a bar in San Fran..."

"So you have been there?"

"Yeah. We've been lots of places."

"I...I haven't really...been anywhere..."

"Maybe someday, you will, Santie," Jesse encouraged. He ran closer to
Jeremy and whispered, "Watch the timelines, man. You know, better than I,
we can't reveal anything about it..."

"I know. I'm sorry. Don't tell the Doc."


As they ran, they slowed as they realized they had to pass under fishing
lines. Jesse looked up and squinted. "I can't see the lines."

"It'd be funny if the report back to the Doctor was that one of his
companions died from decapitation from a fishing line on Robert Moses
beach."

Santiago nodded to them and looked up. "It's safe. They're further up. You
guys know the Doctor?"

"Know him. We love him!"  Jeremy spouted.

"Is there anyone the Doctor doesn't know?"  Jesse asked, incredulously.

"Wait. What Doctor?" Jeremy asked Santiago.

"DJ, works out of and on Fire Island. He calls himself the Doctor. I don't
know his real name."

"Yeah, we were in a place like that, too, at one time. Wouldn't tell us his
real name for a time," Jesse spouted.

"Jess."  Jeremy admonished.

"Yeah, now we know his real name."

"He's pretty good. You guys should go out to Fire Island some time."

"How old are you?"  Jeremy laughed.

Santiago laughed. "15. There are teen clubs out there, you know."

Jesse thought, but didn't say, that Santiago, going to Fire Island, might
be gay, especially if he knew someone called the Doctor who played out on
Fire Island.

Jeremy wondered if the DJ was indeed, THE Doctor, their Doctor. Even
knowing the Doctor this long, Jeremy was still finding things out about
him. He knew the Doctor once or twice had run a hotel. He was married at
least once. He had a wife, a son, and a daughter and possibly more than one
each. He had grandchildren. He knew how to swim like a fish and a
dolphin. He might have been a lifeguard at once point in his life. He used
to observe other aliens and Earth. He had a lot of loss in his life but he
had a lot of experience, too. Why not a DJ at some point in his life? He
could have been a DJ almost anywhere along the timelines of history of any
planet but Earth seems most likely as it is his favorite planet.

As they ran, they saw more fisher men and one lady. The lady was in up to
her ankles, to their left as they ran. They slowed a bit. The lady turned
slightly. She was topless.  Jesse grimaced. "Ewl."  He turned the other
way, toward the sand and those in beach chairs. "Double ewl."  An old man,
gray hair on his legs and head, was completely naked.

Santiago didn't know where to look. A police jeep was on the sand behind
where people lay on chairs and towels, some with umbrellas.

"The po po are going to fine them. I don't think this is a nude beach any
longer," Jeremy stated.

"Sure it is," Santiago informed them.

"Is that why you ran this way?"  Jeremy raised his left eyebrow in
suspicion. He also smiled. Santiago looked almost red faced.

"I thought Sandy..."  Jesse started.

Jeremy went wide eyed and nodded NO.

"What's Sandy?"  Santiago asked.

"Uh, a guy we knew once. He used to come to the nude beach. Loved
dolphins. Had a brother named Bud. Redhead. Real cute guys."  Jeremy told a
lie. As he ran closer to Jesse, he whispered, "Watch the timelines,
man. You know we can't reveal anything about it..."

"Are you mocking me?"

"A little, Jess, yes," Jeremy said as he smiled his big grin.

"Just hate storms. Especially after that one that killed that nice guy we
met in Collinsport in 76..."

Jeremy dropped his grin.  "Barry Cowsill? I'm sorry, Jess. It happened four
years from this one. Katrina. Some people just can't be saved. We don't
understand it."

Jesse said, "Don't tell the Doctor."

"Now, you're mocking me."

"A little bit."  Jesse smiled. "But we have to remember not to break any
laws of time and not to change history."

"I'll be careful."

"I'll you what. We'll both be careful."


Once, they reached Field 3, Jesse thought, "Finally."  There were hot guys
everywhere of all ages.

He confessed to Jeremy. "There are hot guys everywhere."

Santiago pointed to his group of friends, who took to trying to organize a
game a little ways up from the actual water and just under the dune
area. One guy, neatly cut short hair, dark eyes, was college graduate
TJ. He sounded like he was talking half African American (black) and half
Guido Italian. Jesse took Jeremy by the arm and held him back. He nodded
for them not to do this. "C'mon, let's not..."

"It'll be fun..."

"TJ, this is Jesse and this is Jeremy...they wanna play."

"Yeah, yeah."  TJ ignored them and moved to the larger group of twenty
somethings and teenagers, some of them his cousins. "Okay, Kyle, you're on
my side..."

Kyle, at least, waved to them. He had dark blond hair, long and looked a
bit like Jesus Christ, Jeremy noted. "And I should know. I met him."  Jesse
thought Kyle looked like Jesus, too, that is until he tied his hair back in
a ponytail. He seemed to be in his last year of college, so maybe one year
younger than TJ.

"Matt...you're on their side..."

Matt had great calves, Jesse noticed. Bigger than almost any guy he had
ever seen. TJ divided up the teams but before he finished, he asked Jeremy,
turning slightly to them, "You two, same side, opposite sides, does it
matter to ya's?"

"Rather same side," Jesse spoke up before Jeremy could answer.

"Figures," TJ said. "Okay, on the other team. Matt you come on my team and
Kyle, you're on my team, too. But Collin, you're on their team."  Collin
nodded and shook hands with Jesse.

TJ turned to Jesse and matter-of-factly, said, "Matt plays for a pro
team...in Russia."

"Tough, is he?"

"Yeah, but he's the quiet type. He doesn't like to brag."

Jesse chimed up. "Like you, is he, huh?"

"You're a funny guy."  TJ threw the football to Matt in a practice.

Collin was boy with boy-next-door looks, dark hair, wavy and short cut,
tall, muscled, and with a ruddy complexion. Blue eyes. Muscles. He was in
12th grade in high school and looked the epitome of strength. Almost all of
the males wore long, almost knee touching bathing suit trunks.  Except
Jesse and Jeremy, of course. "I'm Collin."  He shook their hands.

"Hello, Collin," Jeremy said.

"Yeah, hi," Jesse added, giving Collin a friendly look before turning his
attention back to TJ. He had a major attitude against TJ already and that
was because TJ had one for him and Jeremy.

"Now, HE knows who we are," Jesse pointed as TJ ran for a warm up pass from
the thick bodied but short Matt.

"TJ?"

"Yeah, just watch."  Jesse ran in front of TJ and caught the football.

"Good catch!"  TJ sounded genuinely impressed.  "Say, aren't you two
guys..."

Jesse grabbed his arm and shoved the football into his chest hard so that
TJ could hug it. "Yeah, yeah, yeah, don't tell anyone `aw'ight."

Jeremy's eye brows went up.

"Oh yeah, yeah, yeah," TJ repeated. "Aw'ight."  TJ looked at him and then
waved to everyone. "Okay, let's line up and start dis thang."

Collin and Santiago came over to Jesse and Jeremy. Jeremy asked, "Aw'ight?
Since when do you talk like you're black."

"I am black, aw-ight?"  Jesse ran off to catch a throw from TJ.

Jeremy watched and smiled. Having heard this exchange, Collin and Santiago
looked at each other and smiled. Collin jerked slightly as he laughed.

As they went to their side of the teams, Santiago grabbed them both by the
arms, they being on either side of him. "Just for the records, I knew who
you both were the moment I saw you. And from what I heard you say, you must
be time travelers."

Jesse looked at Santiago. "Smart kid."

Jeremy patted Jesse and Santiago's backs. "Bet you didn't know we
were...you know, gay, right?"

"No, didn't know that or I wouldn't have used that word. I won't use it
from here on out."

Jeremy whispered to him, "Don't make a big deal if anybody uses it during
the game, you know."

"Really? You don't wan' me to stick up for...oh, okay, I...I won't."

"Fuck that," Jesse said. "If TJ knows we're gay, the rest will soon,
too. Even if he doesn't tell them, the way he's acting around us will."

TJ's team came to meet their team. "Ready?"

"As we'll ever be," Collin spoke up.

"Tag, right? Naturally tag?"  TJ asked Jeremy and Jesse, looking them up
and down their tight, snug, and well packed speedos.  He didn't say it but
he sounded like he wanted to add the word FAG to it. Kyle smiled slightly.

But he did say, "Not cool."  Jesse wasn't sure if Kyle meant that tag was
not cool or the implied homophobia or racism wasn't cool. He might have
smiled at TJ because he knew the guy well and knew the guy was just
sometimes silly and not a jerk at all. Or maybe both of them were
jerks. Jesse reserved judgement...or hoped he could.

"Wha?"  Jeremy looked around to the other guys.  "Tackle naturally."

"Have it your way."  TJ said.

During the game, Jeremy tackled TJ so hard, the college graduate slammed
his face down on the sand and rose up spitting sand. He didn't say anything
but Jeremy, and even Jesse, could tell he was impressed.


Later, TJ returned the favor and tackled Jeremy. He did help him up using
the "gang" hand clasp. As Jeremy shook it---and sand---off, he ran toward
the huddle of his team, which included Collin and Santiago.

Jesse lagged behind to look at TJ. TJ asked, "WHAT?"

Jesse puffed up his chest. "You don't have to be so..."

"What? Aggressive? Mental toughness, guy, mental toughness."

"Fu..."

"Your, ahh, friend, if that's what he is. He looks like he can handle
someone tackling him from behind."

"That a joke?"

"What? NO! I mean it. He looked like he can take it. He must have had
played football or wrestling with someone taking him on like that. Tackling
him from the back, I mean."

"Dude, you have no idea the opponents he's had to face or rather get faced
down by."

After Jeremy's throw to Collin won the game for them, TJ did say so. "I'm
impressed, dude."

Jesse smiled. "Me, too. You're handsome."

"Wha?"  TJ turned red, looked down and smiled.

"I love you."  Jesse added. "The only way to handle guys like you."

As Jeremy and Jesse started to say their goodbyes to the others, TJ took
them aside. "Guys, guys, guys."

"Yeah?"

"Look, I'm sorry if I had a tude. I didn't mean to. I'm not THAT guy."

Jesse looked at him and raised his eyebrows. "Oh no?"

"No, man. I'm not. I've...hey, whatever's available, right? In college,
I...well, what I mean is...I'm just not used to being around folks who is
gay. I'm sorry if I came off as racist or homo racist...phobic. I'm not."

Jeremy laughed. "You're just a wigger. Wanna be...black much?"

TJ laughed now. "I come off that way, don't I?"

"Maybe just a little."  Jeremy put his hand out and gave him the "gang"
shake. "I'm not mad."

"You mad?"  TJ asked Jesse.

"No, I'm just sorry I didn't get to tackle you like Jeremy did."

TJ put his arms out and issued a mock challenge. "You can now, man."

Jesse didn't wait. He tackled TJ, who laughed as his face hit the ground.
He struggled to say, "That all ya got."

Laughing at that, Jesse helped him up.  "Was it good for you? It was so
good for me."

TJ laughed. "I like you guys!"

Santiago, who was mingling with some of the younger guys, came back to
them. "You guys okay?"

"Oh yeah."  Jeremy said, "Thanks for letting us play."

TJ shook their hands again. "I've gotta get my cousins back home...we gotta
split. If you're here again, let us know."  He wrote down his cell phone
number on a napkin his cousin gave him and gave it to Jeremy.

"Yeah, it'll be fun to play again."

"Yeah and it'll be a chance to pay you back for our crushing defeat..."

"Take care, TJ."  Jeremy saluted.

"Bye, Jesse."  TJ said and rounded up his guys and they started up toward
the board walk.

Jesse looked at TJ and then back to Jeremy. "He so wants me."

"Yeah," Jeremy agreed, only half-heartedly.

"Sleep on beach again?"  Jesse asked.

"Yeah. We'd better get the tent again."

Jesse touched his own crotch. "Yeah, I got your tent right here."

Jeremy bent down, then went to his knees and fake bit through the speedo.

This caught Jesse by surprise and he looked both ways. "Jer, there are
children."  The other thing that caught him by surprise was how fast his
penis responded to Jeremy's fake bite. It was already at half-length and
growing faster.

"You are mine!"  Jeremy tackled him and they ended up on top of each other,
laughing.

That night, they avoided security and it was so warm, they didn't set up
the tent. Rather, they put out a few towels and slept under a still sky, a
glowing almost full summer moon. It was cozy and Jesse snuggled into
Jeremy's lap and they laid against another towel. Naked. Eventually they
took the towels by their heads away and laid down. Jeremy gently put Jesse
to his side. They snuggled against each other, legs folded into each
other's legs.

"You feel a bit tense."

"I am."

"What about?"

"Who else?"

"You still think he's going off and living a life without us?"

"Listen, he's got the time. He keeps slipping off every single night. He
could be gone decades upon decades and be back seconds after he left. That
would mean he's been away from us for a long, long time."

"Maybe but he doesn't want to get away from us."

"How do you know? I mean, even after all this time, how do we really know
his thoughts. You seem to forget, Jeremy, he's not only from another
culture but another planet. He is, in our terms, an alien. Therefore, bound
to different values and customs."

"Yeah but we've been together for a long time now and gone through a lot to
stay that way..."

"We've been through a lot to stay that way. He ran away from us...twice,
remember?"

Jeremy paused. "Yeah."  After another beat, he added, "I guess what you're
saying makes sense and he is going somewhere..."

"Aren't you curious?"

"...but to be honest, somehow it just doesn't ring true...you know deep
down in my heart, my spirit. He wouldn't leave us. Not after all we've gone
through together and apart."

"I don't know. You know what I think...?"

Jeremy rolled his eyes and let out guffawed. "No, what?"

"I think he's off with that Greyson fellow, taking him through time and
space and while we're here for a few hours, he's living a life with him
someplace, growing up and having sex..."

"We have sex with other people..."

"I guess. It's not the same thing though to stay away between seconds...a
person changes, even the Doctor..."

"Does he ever change?"

Jesse snorted. "Of course, he does. Look, years ago, he tried to hide who
he was. He GOT married. He had kids. Even then, I think he was gay. Then,
for years he fought, by his own admission, the gayness. He took on mostly
female companions but he sometimes had male companions, he said to fight
for him physically when he was in a body that was either too old or too
small to do that stuff for him. Bullshit. He liked having young guys
around. At the same time, it bothered him so much that he had to try to
have relationships with women again ...he only had one, his wife, whom I
believe he did love. It didn't work. Jo left him. Sarah he kicked out sort
of because he knew he could never do the thang with her..."

"The thang?"

"...you know what I mean."

"I know all of that. What does that have to do with any of what he's doing
now?"

"Maybe he's experimenting."

"We did. Do."

"I know but it just feels wrong to go away for long periods of time and
live..."  "We don't know that he's doing that. He could be gone hours,
minutes, seconds, well, maybe not seconds. He could just be testing out the
TARDIS."

"C'mon. You don't believe that?"  Jesse turned to look at Jeremy, wriggling
in his lap.

"Ooo, that felt good," Jeremy gasped.

"I tell you he's up to something."

"I trust him."

"I...I did. Do. I don't know. He's not telling us where he's going."

"Why not just ask him?"

"Because...I don't know. Maybe I will."

"Maybe I will."

"Please don't without me or until I do."

"Okay."


"...but if he is living a life for decades or longer, with someone else,
like---like, and I'd never use this word with us, like cheating. I mean if
he ...Jeremy, I think he's falling in love with Greyson."

"So. We have fallen in love with others and it's never been a problem."

"I know. It just feels deeper this time. Greyson and he...I think he might
want him more than us."

"Don't start that. None of us has ever taken ownership of the others. He
can love whoever he wants to love and do whatever he wants to do."

"I know. I just feel different this time. And maybe he's up to something
more sinister...something Earth shattering."

"You worry too much. The Doc's saved the Earth time and time again."

"Yeah. I just...he hasn't always been here. This coming and going, his not
being here at night..."

"For a few moments."

"I just want to know what he's up to. You and I have never kept secret our
outside relationships."

"I agree with you there. Maybe we should ask him about it."

"Soon, okay?"

"Okay. Can we get some sleep now?"

The beach, the very air was peaceful and calm, the sound of the ocean
causing them to go to sleep quickly. Jesse dreamt of the Doctor handing him
and Jeremy back two rings each. In the dream, they were at the altar in a
church, all three in tuxedos. Their friends from all over time and space
were in the pews. Their families were there. Jesse's hand was out and the
Doctor dropped the ring into it. He did the same to Jeremy. Behind the
Doctor, in a tux, was Greyson. The boy clung to the Doctor's coat tails,
literally. He smiled at Jesse in a most unnatural way. As if to say
"Ha-ha."  Jesse was crying in his dream and in reality. He was still asleep
and didn't realize it. The Doctor took Greyson by the hand and walked
toward the altar. From a door behind the altar, the priest emerged. It was
the Roger Delgado Master, holding a book in his hands. "You may now kiss
the groom."  The Doctor kissed Greyson on the lips. The dream faded.

The next morning, after they emerged from their tent nude and went for a
dip in the ocean, Jesse asked Jeremy to put sun tan lotion on his back.
They put on speedos as the beach started to have people come onto it, even
though it was only about 8:30 am.  "Planet D, remember?"

"Just do it."

Jeremy put some on his hands and rubbed sun tan lotion all over Jesse's
back. He rubbed up the back to the shoulders and back down again. They were
on their knees. "Stand up, Jes."


"Your wish is my command."  Jesse stood up.

Jeremy followed and then looked down at his own crotch and his dick peered
out but not at him, at the Jesse's lowest point on Jesse's back.  It poked
there. Jeremy's dick slit opened up. Jeremy got a mischievous look in his
eyes. "Gotta get those low points, you know."

"Fine, whatever you gotta do, dude."

Jeremy lowered the speedo down past the mid crack on Jesse's butt. He
lowered his own as well. He held the bottle down as he put his dick up and
along the crack on Jesse, the dick facing up, his testicles at the bottom
of the crack. Jeremy squirted the white lotion all over his own dick,
Jesse's back and crack. He put his dick in the crack and jerked his hips up
and down. "Ohhhhhh," both of them emitted from their mouths, which formed
an "O."

The lotion made his dick tingle and feel even more electric than it did
before. "I'm so full of energy this morning."

"I can tell," Jesse threw his head up. "But I like your style and
technique...such sty—illlllll! Uhhhhhh!"

Jeremy rubbed up and down, swiveled his hips after a few more up and downs
just to give his dick the rub back and forth and it created new sensations
for him and for Jesse. The sliding action afforded by the lotion gave them
extra lubrication. Pearls of pre cum draped up Jesse's lower back and as he
shook from vibrations of bliss, shining up Jesse's tanned ass. The sun was
out in full by now. Jeremy looked over Jesse's shoulder. "Uh oh, the po
po."

A beach jeep with the words police were written on it. It pulled across the
top of the sand where there were no people. A police man leaned out the
passenger side. "You two, come over here."

They looked at each other. "Oh shit!" Jeremy put his wet dick back in his
speedo.

Jesse looked down at his speedo. He had one hand on Jeremy's wrist, which
now moved behind him so he let go and the other hand in his speedo. He put
both hands in his speedo to adjust his shaft. It wasn't hiding. Or
adjusting. He quickly removed them and didn't know where to put them. He
folded his arms. He put them behind him and clasped them. Finally, he just
dropped them.

"Don't make me come down there and get you. Get your tight asses over
here!"

Jesse gulped. "I hope they're not Autons this time."

"You two---do you want to be under arrest?"


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