Date: Sun, 11 Oct 2015 14:40:43 -0400
From: J
Subject: Doctor Who, Jesse and Jeremy 156

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DOCTOR WHO, JEREMY AND JESSE...

156


MANY GAYS TO THE MOON


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qOuXPumL3l8

As Jeremy pulled Jesse up and to him, their fronts touched, skin to skin
and Jeremy couldn't resist and drew him into himself even more. The two of
them had the same idea and kissed deeply. Behind them, the tunnel was alive
with a rainbow of colors. Fitting. The roar of the tunnel rose even higher
and anyone speaking had to shout to be heard.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_vBWljpwdkY

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j_5gDv4hsUM&list=PL9B734F00286CE531&index=6

"We can now, sir!"  The woman looked up at the Colonel.

"Good. Men..." the man looked around and found no more guards on their
feet. He hit an alarm.

Jesse looked around, "Now what do we do? Where can we go?"

"Out..." Jeremy saw ten more men come into the room and this time they were
armed with machine guns. "Quick, into the tunnel!"

"But we can't. It's unstable!"

Jeremy nodded to him and held out his hand. "Come on, Jesse! We must, we
must."

"We'll get torn apart!!"

Jeremy looked at the men who took aim. "What are you waiting for?"  The
Colonel yelled, "Shoot them both! KILL THEM!"

"The mist. The smoke. It's hard..."

"Hard, yes."  Jesse looked at his own rising dick, which started to poke
out the elastic band.  He looked at Jeremy, who was sweating, "We'll get
ripped to shreds in there!"



"We've got no alternative. Come on. Come on."  Jeremy held his hand
out. Jesse smiled and took it.

Jeremy lead as the two of them ran into the misty tunnel! From the console
point of view, explosions covered their escape...or destroyed them!

The tunnel image went static as the bursts of smoke and light passed. They
saw an image of a swirling vortex that looked like a kaleidoscope of multi
colors. In the forefront of it were Jesse and Jeremy flying sideways
through time. They held hands.

The Colonel snapped to the woman at the main console, "Switch them back!"

"We can't for some reason..." she looked up at the board near her. "The
main modulator is missing. Without it, we can't control where they land!"

"What did you do with it?!"

"ME? Nothing. Someone...he..." she nodded toward the screen and Jesse's
tumbling body. "...must have palmed it. Taken it."

"I know what palmed means." After a pause, the man frowned. He walked
around her chair. The woman didn't dare follow with her eyes. Yet, her eyes
revealed her nervousness. He could kill her at any moment and no one would
bat any eyelid. "Can you...can you do it?"

"Do what? Bring them back, no. I just told you..."

"Kill them."  The man nodded to the console. "Using the tunnel?"

"What? Why, yes, I suppose I could but..."

"Do it."

"How?"

"I thought you said you could..."

"Yes but how would you like me to kill them? Heat feedback? Detract heat
from them? Send a full burst of radiation to them? Any of those would cause
potential danger to the tunnel itself and to us here."

"Damn shit," the man banged a fist onto the console. "I want them dead!"

"Wouldn't it be more advantageous..." the woman fixed her glasses on her
nose. "...to bring them back and study the reactions their bodies have had
from the tunnel and time travel?"

"That would be beneficial," the man said, "Do what you can. IF you can and
just realize that the whole project...all the projects connected to the
tunnel and this base rely on our not having them loose and free!"

"I'll remember," the woman said as she went back to work.

The man returned, seemingly coming out of nowhere. He put his cheek close
to her won and, creepily, whispered, "But if the opportunity presents
itself to kill them, then kill them."


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c8BOCXv8duA

DOCTOR WHO, JEREMY, AND JESSE 156




The crystal like shards of the time vortex housed two nearly naked boys,
flying through time.

Jesse landed first. There were ten figures standing around him. It was
dark. A back light, dim, illuminated behind them but to him, they were
indistinguishable. They could have been anyone. He was groggy and on is
back, staring up at ten strangers. He felt a coldness from them that didn't
give him inspiration or hope.

Separated from Jesse, Jeremy felt his feet exit the vortex and, still
shirtless and in the pants he took from the interrogator, he landed on his
front, putting his hands out as he bent over in the fall. He moved to all
fours and then stood up and shook himself. He felt his own body. "Oh. I
keep doing that to myself, I'll never get out of here."  He
turned. "Jessie?"  He realized he was on an almost totally dark
landscape. The ground looked black. "Soot?" He looked up and the sky looked
devoid of any stars. He squinted and thought he saw something golden. He
began to walk. It wasn't cold. It wasn't hot. It didn't feel like much of
anything. "Golly. Where am I?"

He heard a loud shriek that made him jump and sent chills through him, up
and down his spine and back again. He sighed. "Time travel without the
TARDIS is like economy rides on a steam boat in the 30s and I should know."
He whirled around, feeling something or someone behind him. He fought the
desire to run.

In his mind, he recalled a dark run across a field. With a hot army
youth...

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"We have to go over that..."  The hot army guy instructed Jeremy...or
rather didn't get to finish.

For Jeremy understood instinctively. Shirt off, he flung himself and shirt
first over the bob wire. The army guy hid the shocked look on his face with
a smirk, a raised Spock like eyebrow and followed. Jeremy was already over
the fence and on the other side running low in the dark. Army hottie caught
up to him...not easily and grabbed his arm gently...because he felt if it
wasn't gently Jeremy would deck him. "Hey, hey, hey. You did that like a
pro..."

"That building there?"

The army youth turned Jeremy away from the building and toward
himself. "Listen, no one's gonna shoot you."

"No?"

"No."  The army man brought his face close to Jeremy as he pulled him to
himself.

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Jeremy looked him in the eyes. Crystal blue eyes. Slight cleft
chin. Chiseled jaw. And that uniform. Jeremy was now on him
shirtless. "It's been..." they kissed. Front to front, it felt good to
Jeremy and to his "friend."

"We're just sneaking into an army base...it's safe though, you're not gonna
get shot by my own base...you're safe...have..."

"Just? It's been my experience that there's no safe place
anywhere...wellll, except for one place and even in there, I'm not sure
about it..."

The man had his arms around Jeremy's back but leaned out from his front for
a bit. Jeremy was unbuttoning the man's army shirt. Looking down as they
talked. "Mmmmm..."  They both made that noise.

"What's that safe place you're thinking about? What's it like?"

"Welll, it's a kind of machine..."

"A machine? Safe?"

"It's more like a ship...a home that moves around, you know?"

"Like a trailer?"

Jeremy laughed. "Would I like to see my friend, the Doctor's face as you
called his TARDIS a trailer."

"What kind of ship...machine is it, then?"

"Yeah, the Doc says ---it's his---it's half alive, half machine. 50 percent
a machine but I think it's more like 65 percent machine N' 25 percent
living."

"Wait a min...that's only 90 percent. What's the other ten percent?"

"Nobody really knows...except the Doc..."

"And it's his machine?"

 "Yeah. And even inside there, I'm not sure I'm entirely safe."

"Listen, Jeremy. You're entirely safe with us, here on the base. Worst
they'll do is kick you out and chastise me. We're just here to have some
fun, play some pool..."

"Knock around some balls?"

"Yeah..." they leaned up against each other again. Jeremy put both hands
down his friend's pants and felt up both sides of the man's
penis. "That...that's good..."

"Yeah," Jeremy repeated his friend's word. His friend was doing the same to
him shortly.

"Now, we are gonna get caught..."  he joked. He then was immediately sorry
he did joke because Jeremy turned around, removing hands. "Just
kidding. Dude, lighten up. This is not life or death..."

"Sorry. Just used to..."  Jeremy started to say. "THAT!"  He finished as
his friend pulled on his dick with one hand and put his other hand behind
and down his pants to finger his hole...

Jeremy walked for a bit and stopped running. He wanted to call out for
Jesse and even the Doctor. Thinking of his army recruit made him smile. He
was a nice guy. He was glad the army didn't throw him out for being gay. He
saw figures in the dark that were almost invisible even as he approached
from 20 feet away. There was a sort of giant flashlight that suddenly
turned on behind them. It was sideways facing at an angle. Jeremy ran to
them. "Hey," he pointed to the ten figures, two of them holding the figure
in 1970s gym shorts. "You're gonna have to let him go."

"Jeremy!"  Jesse gasped. "Oh, I've never been so happy to see anyone..."

The teens wore light tan shorts, darker brown boots, and button down tan
shirts. There seemed to be five teenage males and five teenage
females. Before noticing the swastika insignia on their sleeves, he said,
"I Know this is going to sound strange but do you know where we are...I
mean what planet and what the year might be?" Then, he noticed that they
were all blond and Nazis. "Maybe the 30s or 40s?"

"The whale was the last to go."

"What?"

"It doesn't matter. We're protected."

"Who are you people?"

"We're from up there," a female pointed to the moon, which seemed to come
out from behind another spatial body...something unseen that hid it.

"Let him go."  Jeremy repeated.

Jesse shook himself free. "You don't want to make him mad."

"You two will help us finish out statue."

"Statue?"  Jeremy walked among them to Jesse.

Jesse, behind Jeremy, whispered. "I...I think we're in the distant
future..."

"What makes you think that?"

"This is Earth and I think under our feet is a destroyed city, Jer. It's
all gone. I mean we know that happens, right? We know the Earth gets
destroyed a few times. I'm not sure if this after the solar flares or is
near the final end of the planet...or what but it's some kind of Earth."

"We follow him..." one of the teens used a hand hold to turn the
flashlight. The light lit up a giant statue made of gold. "Our gold in the
history of him helped make him."  The statue was of Hitler. The teens did a
Nazi salute to it. "Sieg heil."


Jeremy put his hands on his head in frustration. "No. No, no, no. No,
no. It can't be how this all ends..."

"Don't lose it, like I did, Jer," Jesse turned to him and got in front of
him. "They don't react well to that. They're kind of retarded..."

"Well, yeah, to follow him..."

"This is only one part of humanity and it's not even humanity to follow
that. I think they've been brainwashed somehow...indoctrinated..."

Jeremy looked at the teens and then at Jesse. "Do you think...do you think
they...they're some of those missing teens from Long Island that were used
by the base to...get sent through that infernal machine...the time tunnel?"

"That's what I thought at first. But some of what they say...is...makes me
think either that they're truly retarded and don't know themselves where
they came from or that they can't really answer because they can't summon
up the words or intelligence to."

One teen came forward. He seemed to be the one in charge. He took from his
belt a large knife and held it up to Jeremy's face. "So, are you going to
help us or not?"

"The last man that came here provided us with a lot of help."

Jesse asked, "Who was that?"

"We do not know. He was older than we."

"We used him for food."

Both Jesse and Jeremy were disgusted. They both said, "Food?"

"There's not a lot here anymore."

"We wanted to eat the space whale but no one would allow us to. It was
difficult to go against such numbers."

"See, they talk like that," Jesse told Jeremy.  "But does it mean I'm a bad
person if I find them kinda hot?"

Jeremy ignored him. "It does mean something. Maybe one of the homeless men
sent through the tunnel ended up here and they...they ...Jesse, they ate
him."

"Uhm..."  Jesse swallowed. "What do we have to do to help?"

"Find a way to complete the statue of our god."

"We have to get out of here," Jeremy said. "I mean I could kick their asses
now..."

"I don't know. We might be here forever, Jer."

"He won't leave us here. He'll come for us."

"Like he did at Collinwood?"

"That's not fair. He was..."

"I know. I know. But the truth is if it weren't for poor Damon, we'd still
be in that time and that was heaven compared to here..."

"I don't know. They're all kinda hot."

"You're right, the guys anyway..."

"We females are here to expand the race. There are several babies in the
dome."

"Here that?" Jesse whispered, "They have children."

"We are so in trouble. But at least we know it," Jeremy put his hand on the
teen's arm that held the knife at him. He moved it away. "We'll try to help
you..."

"You're not Jewish are you?"

"No," Jeremy nodded, "We're not but what if...we were?"

All the teens took out knives and came at them. "That was NOT the right
question to ask," Jesse huddled next to Jeremy. "Do you think you can take
them all on? At once?"

Jeremy nodded. "Sure, a cinch."

"How about us?"  Behind them, a voice echoed. Jeremy and Jesse turned their
backs to the beautiful teenage Nazis with knives. There were slightly older
teen there. With what looked like futuristic machine guns. "Try anything
and we shall shoot."

A man came from the dark. It looked like Hitler. "They cannot be made to
live. They shall ruin our chances. Eliminate them now."

Jesse and Jeremy already had their hands up. "Goodbye, Jeremy," Jesse said.

"Jesse..."  Jeremy started.

The machine guns fired but the bullets hit thin air. The two boys had
popped out of thin air into the time vortex. They were now once more
tumbling through time crystals.

Jesse tumbled into a white corridor. He rolled and jumped up. "That landing
wasn't so bad."  He rubbed his elbow and turned around. "Jeremy?"

A 30 year old man in a blue jumpsuit came over to him. He had a small
compact gun. "Guns. Always guns," Jesse murmured.

"You there. Naked boy," the man snapped. "You know the clothing call is in
Corridor B4."

"Before what?"

The man raised the gun's butt to hit Jesse but thought better of
it. "You're lucky they need you lot to reproduce."

"To what?"  Jesse asked. Then, added, "And I'm not naked."

The man grabbed him by the arm. "That way! And move it!"

Jesse looked down a hallway and saw more men herding teens, both male and
female, more male, in white overalls, toward two rooms. The female teens
were sent into one room and the male teens in another.

"Well, if you're trying to reproduce, you're going about it all wrong, I
can tell you that," Jesse informed the man.

"Alright," the man pointed the gun at him. "I'll give you two seconds to
move on with the others before I bring you down."

"Down? From where?"  Jesse asked, "You've already brought me down just by
talking to me."

Jeremy tumbled out of the vortex and landed on the man's shoulders and
brought him down. "Get the gun!"  Jesse gasped.

Jeremy punched the man from behind and on his shoulders and knocked him
out. He grabbed the falling gun. "God, this must be a record, even for us."

"It isn't," Jesse reminded him. "Remember the time..."

"Oh, please, no more reminisces. Where the fuck are we this time?"

"I don't...oh no," Jesse looked out a round porthole that held darkness and
little light. "I thought I recognized this place. Oh my no."

"The moon?"  Jeremy looked out the porthole, putting his head side by side
with Jesse, cheek to cheek. "It...it's beautiful."

Jesse puffed. "I once heard the Doctor say that his friend Liz Shaw once
worked here. I wonder if we're at a time on the Moonbase when she was
here."

"I wonder if it's at a time when it was being used to house gay prisoners
like when you were here last..."

"It does look like the same base. Well, I know where we can get some
clothes...there's a storage closet..."  He led Jeremy around a corner.

A brown haired slender boy came around a third corner that
intersected. "Hey, you two aren't supposed to be here."

"Who are you?"  Jesse asked.

"Name's Tyler. I'm not really interested in what they want to do to me..."

"What do they want?"

"My sperm. At least that's what they told us. I mean the boys go into that
room and the girls go...hey, what happened to him?"

"He fainted. Our hotness was just too much for him," Jesse lied.

"Oh."  Tyler looked at them. "I mean if they want me to get it on with you
two..."

Tyler blushed.

"Not so bad," Jesse said.

"Let's get those clothes."  An alarm rang out. "Change of plans. Do you
have a room we can get to?"  Jeremy asked.

"Yeah."  Tyler looked. "You guys are here to rescue me, aren't you?"

"I'm Jeremy. That's Jesse."


"Very nice to meet you, Jeremy. I've been scared to death since..."

"Later, room. Now," Jesse put an arm on Tyler's shoulder.

"I...I don't know..."

"You want to get out of here, right?" Jeremy confronted the younger boy.

Tyler nodded.  "I sure do. But the others...they're just as scared..."

"Then, room, now."  Jesse looked from one corridor to another.

Tyler nodded yes again. He led the way. Jesse and Jeremy ducked into an
alcove that looked like a phone booth or a communication device area as a
group of white coated men with guns ran past. Jeremy grabbed Tyler from the
hallway, covered is mouth and pulled the long haired kid to his front. The
three were trapped in the alcove until more men ran past. "We have to get
out of these corridors," Jeremy whispered.

Tyler whispered, "Can I trust you?"

"Listen, kid, we're the best chance you have of getting out of here. That
project tunnel that sent you here, they might pick us up and get us out of
here. Our signal," Jesse explained from behind Jeremy, crushed by both
bodies, "...being so close to your own...they'll pick up yours easily since
they are monitoring us."

"We...I do want to get out of here. The others...they do, too. I'll take a
chance on you. Okay. I hope so. All I wanna do is get back to my family..."

"That's what we're going to do for you and for all of them, too, if we
can," Jeremy said. "Trust us, Tyler."

Tyler nodded and inched out. He nodded for them to follow. He ran to a room
and opened the door and ushered the two of them to follow. All three of
them ran into the room. Jesse puffed, "Are you sure they're not watching
you?"

On a screen, Dr. Fenshaw and Dr. Cohen were watching. Fenshaw said, "Are
you sure, Cohen, that it is safe to let these three merge?"

"Oh, yes, Cohen said. They're not only psychic like us, put that heat into
a room and we will have our sperm soon enough. Plus a little ingredient of
our own."

"Oh, yes," Tyler said. "They don't want any of us too nervous
because...they need us to be relaxed and calm when we...you know..."

"Kid, you're...you haven't..."  Jesse began but stopped.

"I..."  Tyler wanted to tell them. "I'll get the clothes for you and hope
they fit."

As Tyler went to another room where there was a closet, Jesse whispered,
"Remember what the Doctor told us. There was a kid. Well, one of the kids,
one of them was named Tyler. Amazingly, this must be him."

Tyler called out from the other room. "They've been indoctrinating us into
their ways. The ways of the Nazis."

Jeremy whispered, "But I thought he was back already."

"In the present...I mean in 2008. Obviously, we're in a time from before
the tunnel picked him up and sends him back home. Or maybe..."

"We rescue him?"  Jeremy asked.

Jesse shrugged. "It could be. We're gonna have to stick real close to Tyler
from here on out."

Jeremy smiled. "I'll stick to him all right."

"Yeah, he's not bad."

Jesse looked at Jeremy. "And I think...if we get these guys out of
here...that future we saw for them with Nazi teenagers...might not
exist. From what Tyler just said...those teenagers and maybe even those men
with guns and that Hitler lookalike..."

"If he was a lookalike..."

"...they must be the descendants of these teens...that's why that chick
pointed at the moon when she said they were from up there...Nazi bitch."

As Jesse saw Tyler return and thought he heard him, he added,
"Bitch'in. This pad is totally bitchin."

Jeremy rolled his eyes.

Tyler had returned with clothes for them in both hands. "Okay, I have
clothes for you both."  He nodded, "Let's go in the bedroom..."  He was not
sure why he said that. "You can both try them on in there."  He led them to
the bedroom, the bed unmade. "I'm sure you're maybe a bit bigger than I am,
Jeremy, but Jesse's..."

Jeremy took Tyler's right hand and the clothes in it. When their hands
touched, they made eye contact as well. Jesse took the clothes in Tyler's
left hand. "Who said that more clothes is better than none? What we want
is...less..."  Jesse touched the band on his gym shorts and took them off.

The new clothes thrown to the floor, Jeremy took his pants off. "You know
what they say, less is more..."

Watching on a screen, Dr. Fenshaw asked, "What are they doing? They think
we've given them free access but..."

Jesse tossed the clothes his hand down, too.

"The rooms have been sprayed with a sort of pheromone enchanter
enhancer..."

"Meaning?"  Fenshaw asked.

"Not only are they drawn to each other telepathically but also
sexually. That will be enhanced to the point that they cannot resist each
other. All three of them."

 "Should we be watching this?"  Fenshaw turned his head from the screen.

"Why not? I don't think they'd mind," Cohen was in a seat and watched.

"Soon, they will give us what we need. Male sperm. When they're done, we go
in and collect it. Or rather our men will."

"The others ready?"

"Yes. They will be in the orgy room by now. Like these three, they will not
resist."

"Any deviant homosexuals will just have their own pheromones worked on and
well'ah we have sperm anyway."

On the screen, Jeremy led Tyler to the bed. Jesse held his hand and
positioned himself under Tyler. Tyler looked from one to the other. "Guys,
I may as well cum clean..."

"Pity. I like me some dirty boy once in a while," Jesse joked as he
undressed the younger boy. "Smooth..."  It was true. Tyler with is outie
belly button and smooth skin, was completely hairless on the body with
tough looking quarter size nipples and a bit of a skinny look to
him. "Mmmmm."

Jeremy added, "Look at you."

"...I...I've never done this before. With...with anyone."

Jesse turned around, completely bare by now and put his back to Tyler's
front, turning his head to face the boy's gaze and he laid himself down on
the bed, holding Tyler's wrists while Jeremy, from behind Tyler guided him
to lay on top of Jesse. The three were soon on the bed, Tyler in between
Jeremy, who was on top and Jesse, who was on the bottom. "Just stick it
in...whoa," Jesse gasped. "You sure you haven't done this before, kid?"

"No...ahhh..."  Tyler was being held on the hips by Jeremy while he dipped
his lower body into Jesse. His penis grew to ample size, uncut. He looked
down with amazement. "I'm doing this. I'm really doing this?"  His penis
grew into Jesse's cheeks and the head popped out the top. He jerked slowly
up and down, up and down and the pre cum lathered up not only Jesse's crack
area but Tyler's own thick and long shaft, which looked almost as smooth as
his young body.

Jesse felt the hardness to Tyler's stomach and chest as the boy pressed on
him. The boy was supple, in every definition of the word. He could feel the
hard abs but they were also smooth and the navel knot touched his lower
back muscles and sent vibrations through him of sex.

Jeremy was doing to Tyler what Tyler was doing to Jesse. His torso felt how
good Tyler's body was. The rubbing on him gave Jeremy a great feeling that
echoed from touch to thighs to his entire crotch to lower base of his
shaft. From there, it moved up and from inside the center of his penis, a
burning, pleasant sensation started that felt powerful and rocketing as it
tore through his shaft, wanting find release. It made him feel very alive
and he took the teen to himself, wanting to merge with him
completely. Which is what Tyler wanted to with both of them.

No one was sure who said this. Perhaps it was all three. "Feels so
good...ahh...so very good..."

Tyler whispered, "Like everything else around here, you know, we're
probably being manipulated..."

"Mmmmm," Jesse moaned, "Yes, we...are..."  He felt Tyler's flesh sword
enter his crack soon enough as the boy ministrations grew to a more
enhanced pace. "You have a good...way about you, Ty."

"Never thought I...I...was..."

"Guess you are," Jeremy said. "It means nothing. They can't manipulate your
desire...I mean your preference..."

"No, most of us kidnapped are...like you...me...us..."  Tyler gasped as he
entered Jesse more fully and as he did, Jeremy thrust his head into Tyler's
butt hole.

Jeremy gasped, "Oh, you're perfect."  He was on an angle as Tyler was also
had his upper body stretched upward as he entered Jesse under him. All
three of them moaned with pleasure and delight.

"Some...something's rising up from my..."  Tyler began.

Jesse tried to push up from his arms but failed as he had some of Jeremy's
weight bearing down on him as well as all of Tyler's...which wasn't as much
as Jeremy's but the combined weight made him press down instead of up. "Go
with the flow, kid, go with the flow..."

"Well, the flow'll be soon NAAGGU! NUGGGGGAHHHAR! ...SOON in
your...OHHHHHH!"

As Tyler's entire penis felt as if it were going to explode in all
directions, the burning pivot point at his tip which was buried in Jesse's
prostrate, Jeremy felt himself about to explode with equal passion inside
Tyler, who buckled slightly, arched his back and thrust forward, all at the
same time. Jesse arched, too but the weight kept him down and that made him
get even more turned on. Sweat covered all his flesh. He put a hand on each
side to his own chest and felt up his ribs and then tried to brace himself
from the pressure of Tyler and Jeremy's combined rocketing into
him. Tyler's thick dick filled his hole and he thought it might be ripping
the sides. "OOHHHHAAAAAAGAAAAANAAAAAWWW!"

Jeremy was slowly entering Tyler. His veined dick moved toughly through
Tyler's virgin ring and was gripped on both sides as if in a vice. The pre
cum gave Jeremy a good lathering inside and outside but he still took it
slow. Tyler squeed with delight. His anus jerked a bit and arched a bit and
Jeremy looked down to see his own shaft slowly half-inching into Tyler, his
own abs ripped and tense...He also saw the dip above Tyler's clenched hole
and it turned him on even more. He inched in a bit more and his goal was
soon reached...his entire shaft was dug inside the younger male, up to the
hilt so that his legs felt Tyler's butt cheeks, his hairless torso wedged
up against Tyler's slightly muscled buttock on both sides. He could feel
Tyler's balls swinging and hitting his own under shaft and the top of his
own testicles. Mostly wet and yet in spots dry. This turned him on even
more. He was ready to explode rocketing inside the sweet, wet, splashy
lathered teen anus, touching prostrate. He knew when he hit it because
Tyler gasped a new kind of sound. His breathing out was something Jeremy
heard from other lovers...a kind of call for mercy and yet an amazement in
the breath out that screamed, "This is the best thing ever! Don't let it
end! Keep it cumming!"

Tyler's shaft and head was finding Jesse's prostrate and sort of rubbing
around inside it, hitting, moving, hitting, moving, touching, and breezing
by. Then full force filling.

Like Tyler before him, Jesse's anal cavity also felt full to the max. And
then...it didn't. There was a time traveling pop sound as Tyler
dematerialized from thin air.  There was a popping sound like the sound of
a bell going off as the air was changed. Tyler's vanishing from the room
had the effect of having Jeremy in the air for a second and his dick fiery
and one second from exploding inside Tyler's tight prostrate and anal
cavity grasping his entire shaft as he shoved it slowly deep inside Tyler.

One moment Jeremy was inside Tyler and the next second, he was in
midair. He fell, dick first ---toward Jesse...

Jesse felt full with Tyler for that long lasting sex but then...in a split
second...his anus was completely empty. Tyler was gone. His prostrate was
untouched and there was an empty feeling. Jesse's face registered
disappointment. Did Tyler pull out? Did he know males could not get
pregnant? At least not human Earth males. Although he was not sure what
kind of experiments were done on Tyler, he was fairly sure he had to
reassure the teen that none of them could get pregnant. Or could they? In
any case, his face then registered that he liked the contrast of having his
anal cavity filled, his prostrate hit to the max and then, having it
deprived of that. It made the next move Tyler might do more anticipatory.

Dick head first, Jeremy's body fell toward Jesse and his head was throbbing
and ready to explode. Seconds later, as he moved through Jesse's ring and
anal cavity quickly, he hit the prostrate within. This took seconds and it
was a quick pounding in, almost a stabbing. To his surprise and delight,
Jeremy felt as if he were fucking a tight sponge inside Jesse, familiar and
yet with Tyler just out of him, the replacement made it feel all new.


Jesse arched with pain and delight and inside him, he could feel an even
greater tight fit. The air one second, the soft sweet pulsating wet
interior of Jesse the next, made Jeremy orgasm an atomic blast. He exploded
inside Jesse who arched some more and squealed in pleasure. Jeremy grunted
as he finished himself inside Jesse, moving upward a bit and holding his
hands down under Jesse's armpits, having landed with hands down. The pool
around his dick vibrated it on all sides and mixed with it and Jesse's
inside walls and they all stirred each other. Jeremy orgasmed more than
once. His whole body shook involuntarily. He made sounds Jesse never heard
him back before, which was unusual because they had sex all the time.

The bed moved down a bit when Jeremy landed.

"My! What big balls you have, Tyler my nig..." he caught himself and
remembered Jeremy didn't like that word. "My hot lover!"

Jeremy brought his head down to Jesse's ear. "Thank you," he whispered and
jerked some more inside Jesse, who gasped and huffed.

"What de hell happened?"  Jesse asked.

"Let me finish you off!"  Jeremy fucked Jesse some more and spilled his
sperm into the boy.

Dr. Cohen was drooling as he watched the screen, spying on the boys. "What
happened?"

"The tunnel must have retrieved him."

"But why?"

"Maybe to placate that ridiculous Doctor..."  Fenshaw explained. "Keep him
quiet. Return a few of the recruits."

"But that one..."  Cohen frustrated.

"That must be where these two came from. They seem to be the associates of
the Doctor..."

Jesse turned over onto his back and Jeremy turned his own body, doing a
squat on the bed and over Jesse. The positioned anus hole teased over
Jesse's dick (both dick slit and anus hole throbbing in anticipation of the
meeting) and then Jeremy slowly lowered himself onto the slit of Jesse. The
slit was wet and ready to pop. "Better hurry before..."

Jeremy slid his anus down, doing the work as he bent, bent his knees,
squatted down, muscles in legs straining. "OH!"

"OHHHH! That's goodahhhhh!"  Jesse squirmed. He looked down at his own body
and saw his abs crunch into a shredded board, navel throbbing. Jeremy went
down and took all of Jesse in. He could feel Jesse go off, body jerking,
arching, thrusting forward, seemingly under control of something other than
Jesse as the involuntary convulsions took over. Wracked by waves of
euphoria, Jesse let himself go with the spasms of sex. He released all of
his boy juice inside Jeremy. Jeremy's anus dripped even before Jesse slowly
withdrew, lather soaked. Shaft wet. Vein holding some cum, pre cum all
over. Jeremy's anus hole was now wet, too and drops came from it, whole
chunks.

"OH! AWWWFUCK!"  Jeremy gasped loudly.

Jesse gasped, "Wait! Not donedaaaaaaaaaaaannnnaaaggaanaga!"  His body
convulsed and a sex seizure took over. This had the effect of making his
penis head go up against ...just slightly...Jeremy's anus hole, which shook
as Jeremy himself shook with delight. As the slit brushed against Jeremy's
anus hole, Jesse jerked up, up on his shoulders and legs and his anus was
off the ground. His slit was soon in Jeremy again and he gasped some more
and let loose some loud manly grunts as well. Jeremy buckled slightly,
almost losing his stance in the squat. This made him sink anus hole onto
Jesse's dick head and the slit throbbed open. More man juice came out,
firing like an atomic missile. Jeremy could feel it coat his entire
insides, lathering his prostrate and he jerked with pleasure and thought he
might fall back onto Jesse. As he did fall, Jesse brought his torso down
and his dick came out of Jeremy, his dick fired long loads of white ropes,
thick and creamy up Jeremy's bare, muscled sexy back. He caught Jeremy with
both arms as Jeremy fell, back first onto Jesse's chest and torso. They
both laughed as Jesse hugged Jeremy from behind but Jeremy's stomach and
chest and dick were face up to the ceiling; Jesse was back to bed. Jeremy
quickly took the pressure off by turning around after a pause to recover
and laid on Jesse's front. Jesse turned sideways and so did Jeremy. They
kissed some more and touched chests and bellies, covered with cum and
sweat.

"Tyler's gone?"  Jesse asked.

"Disappeared right from under us."

"Under you. Above me," Jesse corrected and laughed. "He's gonna make some
hot guy very happy..."

"Shit. I'm tired."

Jesse looked at him. "We can't be...the orgy..."

Jeremy put a finger to mouth. He hand signed sign language. Which they both
knew. "We're being watched."

Jesse hand signed. "Thought as much. Pervy."

"Let them think we want more sex."

"Let them think? I do," Jesse signed.

"We have to try to get those other kids out."

"Where to? If the tunnel or the TARDIS isn't available...how do we...what
do we do? Get them out onto the lunar surface?"

"That's an idea."

Cohen was too distracted by his own turn on to watch the screen. For all he
knew the boys were just recovering. He was trying to pleasure
himself. Fenshaw was doing the same but turned away from the
screen. Neither saw the sign language.

Jesse signed, "Good thing Mingo and Toby taught us this stuff."

"That's not all they taught us. Almost forgot about them."

Jesse smiled. "We taught them a thing of two about themselves, too so we
paid them back."

"Don't you mean laid them back?"

"That Mingo...Go...gawd," Jesse said as he stood up.

"Let's not dress but take the clothes with us. We want them to think we
want the orgy."

Jesse said that out loud. "That orgy..."

Cohen looked at the screen. "These boys never get enough."

Fenshaw took his hands out of his pants. "No, they don't, do they?"

Jesse talked to Jeremy, "...we know where it is. Let's go. Why let this..."
he felt himself up from chest to lower leg and hitting all areas between,
"...go to waste..."

Jeremy stooped to pick up his clothes that Tyler had brought out. "Good
idea. He showed us the room..."

As the two looked out cautiously and left the room, opening the sliding
door (which sounded like a Star Trek sliding door), Dr. Cohen asked, "And
how is the orgy room going?"

Fenshaw turned a dial on the screen, returning to a seat. "Good, good."


While Jesse and Jeremy entered the room, both of them, from the doorway,
motioned to the 16 teens, who were in various states of sex and on various
furniture, mostly white beds and couches but also blue and red recliners,
to be quiet. Jesse took one of the males, a young looking redhead by the
dick and squeezed, seductively. He made the cum that sprang from the
already turned on redhead, freckled kid shoot at the camera. Cum covered
it. The room had six beds, mostly white, two black recliners, and some
white plastic deco looking tables and night stands. The window lined one
side of the room looking out over the moon scape, a dark and dismal gray
with some stars showing over it. The light from the stars illuminated the
lunar scape. Jeremy whispered as Jesse took a table and stood on it to
disconnect wires from the audio. "Look, orgy dudes and dudettes. We haven't
much time."

The redhead shook his dick free of excess cum. "Excuse me but is this
another test?"

A girl with short bob of blond hair said, "Yes, to just barge in here..."

"Awww," Jesse jumped down, having finished his job. "Put some clothes on,
please."  The girls, eight of them ran for their clothes.

The redhead shook his head. "I mean why should we..."

Jesse took the teen by the arm. "Look Will Robinson..."

"My name's Gavin..."

Jesse looked at Jeremy. "Is no one interested in pop culture?"

"I am!" Jeremy smiled. "My...friend is right...we haven't much time. If
we're going to get out of here, we have to move now. Who's with us?"

"They...they've been training us in...their ways..." a brunette male
said. "I'm Rosario."

"Hiya, Rosie," Jesse waved. "Rosie the Riveter...knew her, I did."

"You're beginning to sound..."

"Don't say it," Jesse warned Jeremy.

"Nazism?"  Jeremy asked Rosario and looked at Gavin.

"Yeah," both boys said as one. "Some of us...some of us are Jewish..."
Gavin told Jesse.

Jesse laughed. "Jer, those Nazis in the future...their...they're of some
Jewish heritage."

Jeremy put his hands on his head. "Oh, man. I wonder if they knew that."

"If we get these guys outta here, those teens may not be there anymore,"
Jesse told Jeremy.

"It's true," Jeremy said, "Or they might be totally different. Have
different lives in the far future."

Rosario approached Jeremy closer. "If you want us to follow you...you sure
aren't talking like we should understand...or trust you."

The girls returned by now. One redheaded girl came forth. "I do trust
them."

"Why?" Gavin asked, "Cause you're a fan?"

"Pfffttt. Of them?"  The girl said. She put her hand out, "I'm May."

"Hiya, May," Jesse waved and shook her hand. Jeremy did, too. "Fan?"

"Oh, yeah," she laughed. "Big time."

Jeremy smiled but then dropped his smile. "Look, if I'm way wrong, Doctors
Cohen and Fenshaw might be just about recovering from their states and will
be in contact with security so it's now or never."

Jesse continued, "Do you want to get back to your own time? To Earth and
off this Moon base of sex?"

"I wouldn't have put it quite that way," Jeremy shut his eyes in judgement.

Eventually, all of them came round and acknowledged that they wanted to get
out of the base. Jeremy nodded to them to move toward the
door. "Spacesuits. We need spacesuits."

"Gentlemen, it just so happens I just happen to know the way," Jesse said,
"Unless there were or will be redecorating ...we still don't know what time
we're in but it seems as if it's after Liz Shaw's time on the base and
before the time it was a prison for gays where I was."

As this was happening, Tyler was completely naked, his body rolling through
the vortex. He tried to straighten himself out but didn't have much
luck. The dematerialization happened just as he was about to let off his
first sexual orgasm inside another person.  "Fuck! Not this again!"  He
came in the vortex...a sprouting fountain of cum released from his dick and
shot everywhere like a growing plant...cum headed for openings in the
vortex...

The Journal Sentinel newspaper dated: 1881 October, Milwaukee Wisconsin –
Item: "An interesting change thing besides rain this early fall happened in
here in Milwaukee.  Long ribbons of what appeared to be spider webs fell in
blankets.  Somewhere as long as 60 feet in length.  There was no mention of
seeing spiders before, during or after the event. Some were hit in the face
as they looked up in the sky to see the phenomena. One local boy reported
swallowing the substance which proved harmless. He later told our reporter
it tasted sweet like honey and also bitter as the same time. He wanted to
repeat the experience."

Four aliens on motorcycle-like rockets, three males, green skin, big heads,
short bodies. Laughing. "We can kill all the humans on the planet in one,
short month if we want to."

"And that's what we're gonna do!"  The female laughed.

"Oh no!"  The rockets looked like saucers in the front and Flash Gordon
rockets in the back. "What is this stuff?"

"It is causing our sensors to overload as it lands on them!"

"We are going to crash!"

"I'll send a distress call! What's the name of this planet?!"

"A place called Earth!"

"Oh, that place!? OH NO!"

"Over what appears to be the United States. A place called Roswell."

Another cum load sprayed on the fire just as it touched Joan of Arc on the
stake. One of the onlookers yelled, "Perhaps it is manna meant to maintain
she is the messenger of GOD! Perhaps we are wrong to burn her!"


Another series of cum rainings landed in a cup of hemlock being sipped down
by Socrates. Socrates was made to drink this. He was also made to walk
until his legs were numb.  "Crito, we owe a cock to Asclepius. Please,
don't forget to pay the debt."

"A cock? Perhaps the cock gave to us freely?"

Another place, another time: "Sophie, you spurned me all those years
ago. Said I was just a Serbian child. Well, now you die!"  The teenager
walked to a nearby food shop, Schiller's delicatessen, near the Latin
Bridge.  At this point the Archdukes' motorcade turned off the Appel Quay,
mistakenly following the original route which would have taken them to the
National Museum.

Governor Potiorek, who was sharing the second vehicle with the Imperial
couple, called out to the driver to reverse and take the Quay to the
hospital. Driver Lojka stopped the car close to where Princip, the teen
assassin, stood, prior to backing up.


The teen stepped forward and raised his Belgian-made 9×17mm Fabrique
Nationale model 1910 semi-automatic pistol. "I only want you Sophie. The
rest can live."  He was about to fire when cum hit him in the eyes. He
fired the first shot, whispering, "Die, Sophie for turning my love down."

The first bullet wounded the Archduke in the jugular vein but his second
shot inflicted an abdominal wound on the Duchess.

The Archduke was yelling, "Sophie, Sophie! Don't die! Live for our
children!"

"What are you last words, Hitler?"

Hitler opened his mouth but cum hit his mouth instead. He choked. Cum also
hit the Russian holding the gun on him. It hit the man on the hand. "What
is this abomination?!"  He was so startled and rattled that he shot Hitler
in the head. "How did that get in here? We are in a bunker?!!"

"What is it, comrade?"

"Perhaps a sign from an angel..."

Tyler landed in the tunnel on all fours. His butt crack was facing the
complex. He stood up and turned around, out of the blue mist and white fog
that formed around him. He was dazed. "Wel'la, he is back!"

"Good work, doctor. Now, you may erase his memory and return him to his
family."

"See. No need to kill them when finished."

"We don't know when he was taken from. You haven't fixed the tunnel
itself."

"One thing at a time, Colonel, one thing at a time. I was able to get it to
focus on him. We can return each teenager in return for their help. It's
not as if there was anything for them to do on the other side of the tunnel
but take measurements."

The Colonel looked at the woman at the console. "No, yes. Yes, no. I mean,
you are correct. We can return many to their families."

"I'd like a hundred percent. Always one hundred percent. God gave us little
green apples."

The woman whispered, "You're sure he's all right. He seems a bit off. It
must have been just after..."

The doctor walked up to the woman, so she stopped talking. He held the boy,
Tyler, by the upper arm and led him past her and the Colonel. "I'll get on
him...I mean I'll get on it right away."

"You do that, doctor."

In full helmeted spacesuits, the sixteen teens were on the face of the
Moon. "How do we move out?"

"Walk?"

"No, Gavin. You can get further," Jesse explained, "...by jumping and
hopping. We want to get as far as we can from the Moon base."


The 18 of them did so but they began to get tired after an hour.


They had to stop to rest. Jeremy looked around. "I thought by now..."

Jesse and Jeremy were beside them, also in helmets and spacesuits. Jesse
had the modulator in his space gloved hand. "Maybe this wasn't such a good
idea after all?"  He waved the modulator over the teens.

Jeremy shrugged. "There's nothing else we can do. If they're not taken by
the time our air is almost out, we'll have to give ourselves up to the Moon
base and throw ourselves on their..."

"Dicks?"

"I was going to say mercy."

"We might have to do that sooner than you think!"  Jesse pointed to two
lunar tanks rumbling toward them, and oddly not making a sound on the void
of the lunar scape. A huge laser cannon stick pointed out from each
tank. To Jesse, the opening looked rather large and deadly. He wondered
what it would fire, a deadly ray or a missile. Or some kind of bomb?

The tanks looked imposing and coldly
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"I've got an image!" The woman who ran the tunnel console looked up at the
tunnel.

The Colonel looked up. "It's 16 of those teenagers and there's the other
two."

"Do you want me to kill them?"

"What? No. First, before we even attempt to kill the Doctor's friends, we
want those teens back here. We can find out valuable information from
them."

"How do we know Fenshaw and Cohen are done with them?"

"Those idiots. If they're not done with them, they've let them escape onto
the lunar surface. I guess those other two fools of the Doctor's thought
he'd be here by now and try to get them back."

"He did get some of the others back."

"Yes and returned them, memories gone, back into the public. Like the boy,
Tyler."

"I remember him."

"Do you have enough power to switch them all back here?"

"No. Just the 16."

"Get them. Get them now."

"But weren't they supposed to be the remnants?"

"Of the human race? You don't believe that, do you?"

"Our superiors do."

"Do you have a red flag?" Jesse asked Jeremy on the lunar surface.

"Yeah, sure," Jeremy said, sarcastically and defeated. "In my back pocket."

"When we told the Doctor about that," the Colonel said in the tunnel
complex, "...he just smiled. I don't think those ragged teenagers and our
homeless are going to be the future of mankind. I think he knew more but
wasn't talking."

"So what do you want me to do? If those tanks..."

"Switch the 16, if you can."

The woman checked the console. "Jerry?"

"Check."

"Ray?"

"Check."

"Jiggs?"

"Check."

"Haywood??

"Call me Woody."

The Colonel did a double take and shook his head negatively.

The woman rolled her eyes in exasperation. "Woody?"

"Check."

The woman ordered, "Switch them!" She turned a switch on six of the console
dials. Then, she turned the switch back and forth again.

As the tanks rolled at the 18 figures in spacesuits on the Moon surface,
past craters. The 16 teens vanished. Jesse stepped toward the tanks, which
were perilously close. "Do they mean to stop?"  He waved his hands up, "We
surrender? We'll come peacefully. As a matter of fact, I'll come any way
you want me to."

Jeremy turned and noticed the teens were gone after a series of similar
Time Tunnel pop sounds. He hopped over to Jesse in the airless void. He
tapped Jesse on the shoulder to get his attention but failed.

"Run them down!"  Cohen ordered from inside the tank that was slightly
ahead of the second tank.

The driver said, "The others have disappeared! Right off the surface of the
Moon!"

"I don't care. It's those two's fault. Kill them!"

Fenshaw called over the radio. "I heard that. I wouldn't advise that. Not
only would you err on the wrong side of the Doctor but when he comes to his
right mind, you'll have to face his wrath..."

"They're nothing but nuisances and have been for a long time now. They may
be blond but they're not one of us."

The driver frowned. "Technically, they would be two of us."

"Don't get cute with me. I want them dead! Run them over! Now!"

"They're not going to stop!" Jesse yelled and then turned, "All of you!
Jump and hop for your lives!"  He turned. Jeremy turned with him so that he
was closer to the tanks.

"Hey, where'd everybody go?"

The teens started to appear in groups of three and four until all sixteen
were in the mouth of the time tunnel in 2008. The Colonel nodded to his
security guards, who ran to the tunnel and started to escort them out. The
teens were naked again, the spacesuits, gone via the tunnel.

"Don't hurt them. Put them back in the cells."  He turned to the woman,
"Now, can you retrieve those two interfering meddlers?" The Colonel asked.

"No, even though the slightly shorter one..."

"Jesse?"

"Yes," the woman said and her voice betrayed that she thought it strange
that the Colonel knew his name. "Even though he has the modulator still in
his hand...the tunnel seems to be acting on its own somehow. As if it has
both of those boys' signals somehow."

The Colonel snarled. "I bet it was something that Doctor did when he was
here..."

"How? He was not himself."

"Ash. I wouldn't put it past him. Maybe he did something afterward. Maybe,
another time or place. Or maybe he treated their bodies somehow. Or maybe
that machine of his...his, what does he call it?"

"TARDIS, I think."

"Maybe that did something to their physiognomy...can you do anything with
them?"

"I sure can try."  The woman began turning more and more levers and pull
handles on the console.

"Look!"  The Colonel nodded to the image.

Jesse and Jeremy's spacesuits and helmets vanished. They sank to their
knees. Fenshaw looked out the armored window on his tank, "Dr. Cohen, look
at your monitor or out the window..."

"Excellent. They will be dead in no time. Just to make sure, drivers, run
their dying bodies over anyway!!!"

As the tanks headed for the two kneeling figures, Jesse and Jeremy vanished
just before. Tanks rolled over the indents in the moon dust. The popping
sound they made as they vanished echoed for a time.

Jesse and Jeremy flew through the time crystals in the vortex.

The woman at the control console in the Montauk tunnel base ordered, "Focus
set on modulator."  The tunnel made a new hum and that rose to a dizzying
height.

The modulator grew hot so Jesse took it out of his shorts as he was tossed
about. "I think it's going to explode! I have to let go of you to save
you!"

Jeremy tried to turn toward his friend. "NOOO!"

Jesse pushed Jeremy one way and flung himself another. The two separated in
time.  Jesse felt himself fall out of a hole in the sky and peered down
quickly. He saw a wall rushing up to greet him. It was slim at the top so
he threw himself to the left. He actually pushed his hands on the wall to
get himself further away from Jeremy.


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Deposited out of the vortex, Jeremy had passed him, tumbling head over
heels. Jeremy landed on his butt but quickly stood up and wiped himself
off. He rubbed his head and shoulders, checking his minor pains from the
landing. It was then that he realized it was dark and a bit misty
outside. He didn't feel too warm or too cold but somewhere in between. He
hugged himself. He moved along the wall to squint into the darkness. He
thought he saw small towers and maybe very slow moving guards in old style
uniforms, drab and almost colorless. Gray. And barb wire. "Oh no."

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He heard the roar of a truck so he put his back to the wall and made his
way along it as fast as he could. He stopped when the sound of another
truck seemed to come from where he was headed. Then, he heard voices. He
couldn't see in the darkness. It sounded German or Russian. He was not sure
which but either the time tunnel or the TARDIS was still translating for
him.

"What do we do? Shoot into the air? Shoot them?"

"We can't."

"We have no idea what is happening."

"We leave it, then. If we...there's been enough killing over this
structure."

"Agreed."  The guard waved to other guards along the wall and nodded "NO."
This message was passed along from guard to guard.

"Jeremy? Jeremy! Where are you?"  Jesse called. He looked up and saw a 12
foot concrete wall.

"Jesse!? I can hear you!"  Jeremy touched the wall. "I think I'm on the
other side of a wall."

Jesse ran to the wall. "I am, too."

"Which side? Where and when?"  Jeremy turned as he saw a large crowd coming
at him! Men, women, and younger people. All holding some kind of weapons,
picks, shovels, axes, chisels and hammers. The cacophony grew louder as
they ran right at the wide eyed blond American! Not even I can take on this
many people, Jeremy thought. As the mass of people, yelling, screaming, and
shouting came at him, he put his arms up over his face to protect himself.


To be continued...

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