Date: Sun, 12 Mar 2006 12:07:09 EST
From: J
Subject: DOCTOR WHO, JESSE AND JEREMY  20

Doctor Who, Jesse, and  Jeremy
Episode 20-The Future is  Ours To See
Jesse screamed and writhed  in agony as the laser neatly sliced across the
base of his dick and cut if off  completely! Jeremy had the same experience
happen to him. Strung up on the  vertical tables, the smooth, hairless bodies of
both blond boys strained against  their bonds and their pain. "STOP THIS!"
The Doctor shook off the blond  soldier that was holding him, facing him, and
jerking down his pants.  The Doctor felt his own head diminishing  as he ran to
his two friends. Their penises were at his feet, blood from one  end, cum
from the other, leaking. "THIS IS AN OUTRAGE! I  PROTEST!"
The muscled men laughed as  did the guards. One guard, the one who had held
Jeremy, did not laugh. "I..."  he came over to the Doctor and  whispered, "I'm
sorry, sir."
"SORRY?"
"Shhh!"
"Afraid are we?"  The Doctor looked at the others, "Aren't  you going to
give them anything to stop the bleeding?!!! For God's  sakes???"
The blond came over to the  Doctor and put a hand on Jeremy's belly as the
boy shook uncontrollably. "No,  Doctor, this is their last moments..."
"What?"   The Doctor looked at him and back  at his two friends. "Jesse.
Jeremy!"   He looked down.
"Accept  it."
The Doctor had tears in his  eyes. "This is barbaric."
"I can put them out of it  quicker if you like."
"No. No, just...I ask that  you give me five minutes with them...before..."
"I understand."   The blond clicked his fingers and  cleared the room,
everyone understanding his hand motions. The guards went out  the way they came in
and the leather muscle men went out a red door on the dark  wall side. The
last guard to leave was the guard who had felt sorry. The Doctor  picked up the
two dicks and looked at them. He went over to Jeremy first.  "Hang on. I know
you can't hear me at  least not clearly..."    Jeremy looked at him wide eyed in
pain and winced and shook his head in  pain. The Doctor took the Jeremy dick
and put it in his mouth. He put it all the  way in and sucked, then closed his
lips. He opened them as he went down to  Jeremy's wound and his saliva
covered the open, laser end. He stuck it back on  and then went up and down on
Jeremy. He used both hands to hold it on and then  he let go and rubbed Jeremy's
bare tight and muscled legs, up and down. The  Doctor undid his pants and
dropped them. His cum shot out and covered Jeremy's  dick, lathering it all along
the veined muscle. He cummed and cummed, covering  the wound, the entire penis.
Jeremy absolutely dripped all over with Doctor cum.  Jeremy passed out. The
Doctor watched the penis hang there but noticed it was  once again engorged  and
the  bleeding stopped. He was drawn out of it by Jesse's gasp. He moved to do
the  same to Jesse and he shoved it in his mouth and stuck it onto the wound.
The  bleeding stopped. The Doctor shut his eyes as he moved his mouth up and
down on  the dick and to the bare boy skin around the crotch. He noticed no
pubes, as  Jesse usually shaved them off completely. There was a slight trail
going up to  Jesse's firm belly button but the Doctor's eyes opened to look up
at Jesse's  face. He spit onto the dick as he took his mouth out and then
removed his hands  from the hard member. Then he jerked as before and cum shot out
quick as can be,  "Not a lot of time, not even for  a  Time Lord so....not
wasting any juice as they say!"   It stuck straight out and then up.  "That's my
boy!"   He looked at Jeremy's dick which was  straight up too. "Be as good
as new, if not better in no time!"    The Doctor took out his  sonic
screwdriver and undid their ankle bonds. Then he put his hand up to the  wrist of Jeremy
and put his other hand on Jeremy's fine chest, feeling the  nipple against
his palm. He undid both wrist bonds, with a lot of difficulty. He  caught the
larger male as he fell onto him, "Jeremy. I know you can't help me at  the
moment but I..."  He felt Jeremy  up against him and he was hard again.  "Jeremy,
let's not over do it now shall we?"   Jeremy moaned as the Doctor laid  him
down.  The Doctor went to work  on Jesse's bonds as well. "How to get out of
here now, with you both recovering  like this?"
Time shifted. "That's how  I'm glad it didn't happen,"  the  Doctor shifted
out of his fantasy.
"What?"   The blond said, "Say goodbye to  your companions' greatest
assets, Doctor!"
The lasers split into two  and the Doctor  reached into his  pocket and took
out a mirror. He threw it and the lasers caught it, split into  five. Four of
those lasered off the bonds holding Jesse's wrists and ankles.  Fishing around
his deep pockets, the Doctor tossed another mirror at  the fifth laser, which
hit the mirror  and split that into four more lasers. These four lasers
lasered off  the bonds holding the wrists and ankles  of Jeremy. "Free!"  Jeremy
said,  jumping off  the table.
"Shoot them!"   The blond  said.
The guards took aim but the  Doctor, having already run to and gotten behind
the machine, turned it on its  wheels at the guards and muscle men. Lasers
scattered every which way. One hit a  guard's laser rifle and scattered pieces of
it everywhere.  "Do so love these things when I'm behind  them."
"You mean us?"  Jesse said, "When you're behind us I  love it too."
"Get out!"  The Doctor used the machine to laser a  hole in the wall. "That
way!"
"You too!"  Jeremy yelled and pulled Jesse's  arm.
The two naked boys ran out  the hole in the wall.  The Doctor  wheeled the
machine between him and the guards as he made for the hole in the  wall.  "
Learned this from a friend  of mine, Adric at the gateway. Also, I do so love
entering holes but this  time...exiting will do...tah!"  The  Doctor flung himself out
of the smoking hole and pushed the machine. A laser  nearly hit the dick head
of the blond.
The blond yelled and  pointed, "Follow them!!!"
The nicer guard moved to  him, "But..."
Another guard ducked as a  laser almost hit him, "YOU follow them!"  The
guards and muscle men scattered out the doors.
"Here!"  The Doctor flung Jesse's pants to him  and Jeremy's pants to him.
He managed to put his own back on. "We'll need  these."    Around them,  the
massive crowds pulled back, many stunned by two naked boys and one almost
naked man. A few were wide eyed and stayed near the area to watch.
"Think they'll be after  us?"   Jeremy  asked.
Alarms sounded.  "Answered,"  Jesse  snapped.
"GO!"  The Doctor yelled as swarms of armed  guards came at them. The guards
were at a disadvantage because so many people  were around but they seemed
not to care, bumping into them, knocking down old  people, children, even
strollers with children in them. A few guards opened fire  and shot down a few
bystanders. "MOVE!"  The Doctor pushed Jesse but Jeremy was far ahead of them. The
trio ran  down a hallway, a peach colored hallway that was marked in big red
stickers in  some strange form of English, almost syllabic.
Jeremy yelled, "This way,  there's less people here and we won't get so many
killed!"
"Get down!"  The Doctor yelled to people as he passed  and took out a floppy
hat, put it on and took it off to greet them as he passed.  He then turned,
tossed it. It landed on the gun nozzle of  the closest guard, which fired a
laser  right through it at the Doctor, who jumped back and narrowly missed being
killed  by it. "Ahh, a chest shot!"
"Dead end, Doctor, what do  we do now?"  Jesse turned from a  wall that was
lined with red circular holes. A laser shot above his head and he  ducked to
one side to avoid another. People, bystanders, were taking cover on  the side
wall alcoves which seemed to be some form of telephone system cubbies.
"No choice!"  The Doctor shoved Jesse down one of the  red hole openings. "
Looks like those things on the Shado  Moonbase!"

"Doctor!"  Jeremy yelled, "No time for talk!"  Jeremy shoved the Doctor
down the middle  hole and dove headfirst down the left one. He shut his eyes,
hoping this was not  a chute out into space. "Oh well,"  he thought, "It was a
good life!"
Guards came to the holes  and shot lasers down after each of them.
Jesse yelled all the way  down and tumbled out onto his back, "Huh?"  He saw
a man in a red jumpsuit standing over him.  The man pulled him up and was his
size,  slightly thicker around the stomach. "Thanks."
"Gay are you?"   The man was blond and smiled. Then  hit Jesse in the
stomach and over the shoulders. Jesse tumbled down to the floor  again. The man
started removing his clothes.
Jeremy tumbled out into a  small spacecraft and as he looked around, he
realized was already seated and the  ship was a one man affair. A female computer
voice, cold and aloof, came on.  "You have selected self termination."
"Uhh, no I  didn't."
The voice took no notice of  him. "Prepare to enter Earth's atmosphere."
"Earth's...?"  Jeremy had little time for thought as  the ship he was in,
brought a cover down over his head and he found it stuffy  inside. The ship also
took off at full speed out the Station's side. His head  was thrown back and G
forces hit him. He was pinned to the small black leather  chair.
"Enjoy your last moments  looking at the scenic beautiful graceful view of
Earth from  above."
Jeremy found straining to  look out the front, the cover to the ship being
clear and tubular. The Earth  loomed ahead, soon to fill the entire view. The G
Forces started to black him  out. He glanced down at the controls.
The Doctor found himself on  his feet in a large spacious gleaming, white
room. "Population control? There's  no one here."
A white door slid open  to  one side. A man, looking  slightly higher in
rank, if his different military garb was anything to go by,  came out. "This is a
totally private area."
The Doctor  smiled, "Ahh, I like people to keep out  of my private area too
unless I want them poking around in there. At the moment,  it seems to be two
cute hot blond boys who...oh, you mean the alarms...well..."  as he spoke, he
fished around in his  pockets, "Now where is that slightly psychic paper..."   The
stern faced and mean looking  guard took out a pistol, not a laser. "Ahh, that'
s refreshing, a good old  fashioned pistol."
The alarms went off and the  Doctor looked up, "Ahh, that'd be good on the
ears, not to mention  ..."
"Sir, present your ID  papers or prepare yourself to be shot!"
"Here we go."  The Doctor showed him the psychic  paper.
The man read it, "Oh,  sorry, sir. You may inspect the Space Force Two
immediately."
"Yes and being that I heard  alarms, checking on the security of it is of my
highest priority."  The Doctor opened the door with a  button, "And sergeant,
is it?"
"Yes."  The man looked embarrassed and a bit  afraid he would be scolded or
worse.
"Good job."
"Thank you,  sir."
"After all, even though I  did build Space Force Two..., not Space Force One,
we all know what happened to  that one, the Daleks and all that..."
"Yes  sir."
"...one cannot be too  careful. Secure this area and make sure only authorized
personnel can get in  here."
"It's just another form of  suicide to come down this hole. The more the
better,  aye?"
Confused the Doctor turned  and decided to drop his face of confusion and
puzzlement, "Uhhh, yes, sergeant.  Carry on."
"See you on take off."   The Sergeant  saluted.
"Yes. Your name,  Sergeant."
"I didn't tell you?"   He looked confused now. "Come to  think of it, I don'
t ...remember telling you I was even a Sergeant. I...I'm called  Benton...."
"Ah, yes, good name  that."
In a control room, two men  looked at view screens on a small panel, the
screens themselves even smaller.  One was chubby and squinted, "Connery. Take a
look at this, will  ya?"
"Oh what is now, Moore?"  The taller, leaner one came over. He had  thinner
hair and was older. "Oh. That's. Not.  Good."
"Good? Could be another  terrorist thing?"
"Could be. These gays are  always doing things to undermine our way of life.
Bombs. Murder. Just to show us  they can."
"They shouldn't show us.  They're disgusting."
"Well, yeah, blimey. Eject  all the garbage in that bay."
"Cor, all of  it?"
"There's so much junk in  space, no one will notice."
"Space Force Two is on dock  here."
"So what? They have their  own protection."
"Okay, ejecting  now."
The bay doors began to  open. Out into space.
"What the hell?"  Jesse found himself in a red jumpsuit,  the front zipper
was open and his dick was hanging out, limp but that changed  quickly when he
saw himself that way. "That's better."  He pulled the zipper up but the cold
metal against his hot penis made him jump and he smiled. His dick got thicker
from that and he pulled it up and down a few more times, keeping his hot boy
stomach showing. "Who changed me clothes?"
"Don't move!"
"Why would I do that?"  Jesse put up his hands, "Doctor's orders  to keep
doing this with my hands...as well as other  things."
"Nice try."  Two men in blue uniforms came in. They  had emblems of little
Moons stitched onto their right shoulders and front arms.  "Come to Moon me
then?"
"Shut up!"  The men were tall and thick and hot,  Jesse noticed. One was
Indian from, well, India. The other  was Swiss.
"Can't I even say you are  both hot?"  Jesse was backhanded  across the
face. His lip started bleeding. He looked at them with hatred.
"Not another  word."
"Okay, okay."  Jesse noticed, "Well, that's  two."
The two men roughly pushed  him through the two way sliding door they came
out of. The blond who hit Jesse  earlier had crawled up the hole Jesse had slid
down. He smiled, now on the  Station, passing the clean up dead civilians.
Jesse was pushed into  another few doors and then down into a black
uncomfortable metal seat. "What is  this place?"
"Moon Shuttle Pertwee 1000  now disembarking."
There were many such seats  and each one held a prisoner. Many were
apparently gay. A few were not.  Apparently gay but they were. Some were older, some
were younger than Jesse.  Some were barely adults. A few seemed to be young
teens, not more than 13 and  14; many were 15 and 16. And there were also old men.
They seemed to be a  variety of nationalities and religions from what Jesse
could gather speaking to  them as the ship made noises that indicated it was
leaving the Station.  "You mean they put you on the Moon...in  jail..."
A man next to Jesse, a bar  across his chest, said, "Discourages escape plans.
"
"All because you're  gay?"
"Yeah, aren't  you?"
"Yeah, uhm, your name is  what? Nigel?"
"Yes, and you  are...?"
"I guess I never thought  about it much. I guess I'm still in the closet
back in my home town, my home  planet, my home time..."
Indo, one of the guards,  was putting the metal bar over Jesse and trying to
lock it. It made a sound like  a locking sound but as he tested it, pulling on
it to make sure it was going to  keep Jesse down, it opened.
The bay door opened and  Moon Shuttle Pertwee 1000 slowly glided into space.
"Moon Shuttle Pertwee 1000, en route,  safely."  A black man was the pilot
and he sat in the cockpit. His name was Von and he was broad shouldered, a mix
 of American Indian Navajo, African American, and British. He announced that
they  were on their way. He turned to his co pilot, an Asian with very dark
skin.  "These nutters who say this isn't safe are just that, aren't they?"
He smiled to the co pilot,  "Nutters."
>From behind, someone slit  his co pilot's throat. Von reacted in horror.
Blood shot  everywhere.
Indo, in the passenger  compartment, looked at Jesse, "What have you done to
the  lock?"
Jesse shrugged, "Me?  Nothin. It must be me luck."   He smiled. He looked
sideways to Nigel, who smiled back but then dropped  the smile. "I won't give
you any trouble. It's just that...I don't belong here, I  don't. I'm not from
here."
"We all saw you kiss that  man..."
"Pffesst, the Doctor? He's  not a man."
"I should say not. The  President's point exactly...He's a puff. "
"The President's gay too? I  mean I guess it makes sense. He's a homophobe,
making up laws that make being  gay illegal or whatever. It takes one to hurt
one, I always  say..."
"Not him. Your friend and  that other one. The other boy."
"Boy? Jesse's hardly a boy  but I can see how you can guess he's that age.
He  looks..."
"Shut up. I'll let you look  out the windows if you'd like but don't get
any other ideas. There's 12 of us  guards here and your 100 prisoner friends are
all safely tucked  in."
Nigel said, "Yeah, one  wrong move from any of us and we get electrified by
the seats by one push of a  button."
"Cor blimey,"  Jesse joked, taking on a fake accent. "I  won't do anything..."
   Indo  looked at him. "That you don't want me to do to you."
"Shut up."   Jesse noticed the uniforms of the  prisoners were the same as
the man who had hit him. If the man was a prisoner  and escaped from here, then
these fools must have thought he was that man. And  Jesse wondered why if
that man escaped, didn't they fry the 100 gay boys on  here. He looked out the
window on the left and saw the huge Station. It grew  smaller and smaller as the
Shuttle moved away...
Jeremy was speeding toward  the Earth...blacking out...straining his eyes to see
the  console...
The Doctor was on Space  Force Two, which was moving a different way.  "Where
are we  headed?"
"Mars, you should know that  already,"  the aide Tamson told him.
"Mars?"
Indo put a hand on Jesse's  back, "Get a long last look at it, boy...it's the
last look at Earth you'll ever  see."
"What do you  mean?"
"Your term is  life."
Jesse looked at the Earth  pulled away, "No. No, I'm coming back."   He then
pulled a face as he  thought he saw something outside. The Station had a few
bays open. Space Force  Two was huge as it moved out. But Jesse ignored that.
He put his hands on the  window panes. His face turned to one of horror. Not
only was Jeremy speeding  past in a one man small vehicle but he saw a ton of
garbage floating in  space...his hope sank. For in the middle of all that garbage
and as the Earth and  the Station moved away, he could only focus on one
thing: the TARDIS. It was  floating in space...his way home was gone...no one was
inside it...and he knew  that...
Jesse's  face....
To be continued....
Uhm,  cue BLAKE'S SEVEN end theme.

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