Date: Sun, 26 Mar 2006 08:45:21 EST
From: J
Subject: DOCTOR WHO, JESSE, AND JEREMY 21

DOCTOR WHO, JESSE AND  JEREMY  21
Flight of  Speed
Jeremy looked out ahead.  His dick was pressed to his lower belly as the G
Forces struck him harder and  harder...and he got harder and harder...And the
planet was rushing up to meet him.  How nice it was to do that, he thought as he
blacked out. His ship burned to a  crisp as it entered Earth's atmosphere...
"So this is 2782, that's my  friend Jeremy speeding toward Earth so fast
that it'll turn him into the speed  of light or the light of speed---see that, he'
s burnt up already right before my  eyes...JEREMY!!!!  and the Doctor's  who
knows where?"  Jesse pondered as  he watched the Earth shrink away from the
viewport along with the Space Station  that he, Jeremy and the Doctor has landed
on in the TARDIS. "Oh yeah, I almost  forgot, I'm on a prison ship headed for
the Moon watching the only means of  getting out of this fucked up homophobic
future sailing in space like a load of  garbage...with a load of garbage...and
you're calling me messed up?"
Nigel shrugged, "Well,  yeah, mate. You just admitted to me that back home you
're not really out yet to  the masses. Your fans as you call em."
"Yeah but..."  Jesse turned from the window back to  Nigel. "Hey, you. Ever
watch Crossing Jordan?"
"Sure. On Laser  CD."
"Laser? C...why not. You look  a lot like Nigel on that show."
"Changing the subject  again."
"I have to,"   Jesse gasped, "My friends might be  dead and the one, Jeremy ...
I just saw his ship burn up like a Roman candle. He IS  dead."
"Maybe. There's a lot of  strange things that go on around these parts of
space. Anyway...I don't really  date, back on Earth...I don't really date guys not
 out."
Jesse sat on the floor.  "Does that mean you wouldn't date me then? If we
had a chance?"  He made his best puppy dog eyes at  Nigel.

"Didn't say that.  You...you're different."
Jesse smiled, "Nigel, tell  me about yourself..."   Jesse  looked down, sad.
Then he looked at his red jumpsuit. "Hey, what's with the  Kowalski look then?"

"Kowalski?"
"Don't you ever watch tv?  Voyage to the Bottom of the Sea?"   Jesse looked
at Nigel's blank expression, then Nigel made one of  confusion. "I guess with
the rate they put the Irwin Allen shows on DVD, they're  probably not up to
the second half of season one yet..."

How long can someone  last in the void of space. No air. Vacuum. I'm dead,
Jeremy thought. I'm naked  and in starry space, not far from Earth. Earth is to
the side, below me and it's  big, really, really big.
"GOT HIM! I GOT EM! Do you  see that?"   A fat man with a  moustache looked
at his viewport. Sitting next to him was a tall, skinny woman  in a silky
velvet spacesuit, glittery.
The woman rubbed her finger  in her ear, "I'm right here and I heard you."
"Is that skill or is that  skill?"
"Panta, dear, shouldn't you  bring the nice naked boy in before you lose him?
"
"But I got him! How great  is that? Such skill, did you ever see such skill?"

"NO. Not on the first five  times you tried. I mean it's about time you got
one of them. Five of them died  waiting for you to tractor beam them on board."

The man, Panta, frowned. He  wore a big outrageous gold outfit, a one piece
that just didn't suit him at all.  "Yes, well...Em my dear..."
"Oh my, have you seen him,  up close,"     the  brunette woman looked at a
smaller view screen on her console, which she  practically sat under. "He's a
veritable angel."
Jeremy was passed out,  hanging in space.
"And hung."  Em said. "Bring em  in."
Panta hesitated. "Yeah,  well, luv, maybe..."
"Oh come on, luv, dressed  like that and trying to kill himself, even if I
wasn't totally into you and only  you, he's most likely gay and wouldn't be
into my sex anyway so c'mon, bring in  the tight bodied nice boy."
"Yeah well, not fair to  leave him like that, like Peter Pan over the  Earth
..."
Em hit the tractor beam and  Panta looked at her.
Jeremy's body swayed in the  vacuum of space. He floated over the Earth,
totally nude. He began to stir.  "I've got you. You got me? Who...who's got you?
Peter Pan never did this..."  he  murmured to himself.
Jeremy felt himself stir,  felt his whole body tingle and then found himself
in a light maze tunnel which  directed his venture toward a small spaceship
that seemed to be headed right for  him...and for it. The Earth bloomed above and
below them both. As he moved right  at the spaceship, he put his hands up over
his face and his legs crossed over  and up to try to protect his big dick.
But the ship mellowed at the spot he was  about to crash into it. The "skin" of
the ship faded and allowed him to enter  into it without being smacked or
smashed into pieces. He found himself on all  fours, trying to pull himself up,
on the metallic floor of the spaceship. Panta  was wide eyed. Em smiled, "Love
that position. Can  you hold it for me? And  smile?"
Panta stood up, "And she  doesn't mean for a picture she's takin."
Jeremy shook his head and  stood up, swayed. "What?"
Em smiled, "Real question  is why someone like you, looks and body all in one
nice, uhm, package..."   Em looked down at Jeremy's  package, "Uhm, yeah, why
you would want to off  yourself?"
"What?"  Jeremy blushed. "Excitement does that to  me."
"Oh, you kill yourself for  excitement. Pity."
"Look,  miss..."
"Em."
"Uhm, Em. I wasn't trying  to kill myself. I was..."
"Doesn't matter,"   Panta said as Em stood up and  shook too. "My dear are
you all right?"
"He may be shaky from his  tractor beam experience but I'm shaky because of
him."
Panta rolled his eyes,  "Doesn't matter, right yet son...."
"You guys are British?"
"Yeah. Blimey, can't you  tell from that?"  Panta said,  "Anyway, we have
to thank you."
"No,"   Jeremy shook Panta's arm, "It's me  who has to thank you both. For
saving me from  that."
Em smiled, "Polite too. I  like that."
Panta smiled, "Not to  worry. You will get your wish."

Em said, "But dear, he just  said he wasn't trying to kill himself."
Panta laughed a hardy one.  "And you believe him?"
"Uh, it's true, sir,"   Jeremy said, "And uh, can I have  some clothes? I
mean do you have extra clothes?"
Em said, "You and you  better sit down both. We're soon to enter Earth's
atmosphere."
"Then all your worries and  depressions will be over, son,"   Panta sat
down.
Jeremy stood behind his  chair, "What do you mean by that?"
"Cor, don't you know about  the scavengers that hover over Earth?"
"You...you and she are those  types?"   Jeremy  bluffed.
"No, not really,"   Em said as she sat down and  started at the controls.
Jeremy watched the buttons and levers she  pulled.
"We're just gonna do the  same thing to you that they would have only more
humane like,"  Panta  added.
"Which is?"
"It's not like slavery,  really."   Em cut in.
"Look, just tell me."    Jeremy grew  impatient.
"We're gonna sell you for  food."   Jeremy backed away and  as he did, Panta
stood up, a sort of ray gun pistol in his hand. He pulled it  from under a
console on his chair. "I'm sorry. Wait a minute, no I'm not.  It's how she and
I get our food and pay  for this here crate."
Jeremy backed away, looking  for a way out. Em stood up too, "Don't be upset
with us,"   she said, "What's your  name?"
"Jeremy,"  he said, welling up tears in his eyes.
Panta came over to him and  moved to one side, "Oh, now don't go and cry. I
can't stand me one of the boys  who cry, you know?"
Jeremy faked more tears and  Em moved to him too. "Oh dear kid."
"What do you want me to  say? You're gonna sell me  to get  food."
Panta moved back a bit  more, "Well, truthfully, it's more like we're gonna
sell you AS  food."
Em nodded affirmative to  that. Jeremy looked, "You mean like Soylent Green
is  people?"
"UH?"  Panta  asked.
"Don't you ever watch old  movies?"  Em asked, "Yeah,"  she said to Jeremy,
"Just like  that."
"I think I'm going to throw  up,"   Jeremy said. "Can I use  the bathroom?"
"No. No need for one. We're  ever hardly up enough to need one. If we really
have to go, we go over the  side."
Jeremy looked, "What a  great idea!"  He ran to the console  by the window
as Earth loomed.
Panta yelled, "Get away  from there!"   He pointed the  ray gun.
Em put a hand on Panta's  arm, "No my dear. Those we sell to this time are
those that like their food  alive..."
Jeremy turned, both hands  on the console, and faced them. "I think you two
are disgusting."
"Well, we weren't naked in  the pits of space,"  Panta said and  pointed the
gun, "Now move!"
"You are not gonna fire  that. I'm too close to the controls. A shot might
hit it and then we are all  kaput. Or I might press some stuff as I fell onto
them."
"No, you won't fall. You'll  just vanish into light."   Panta said and
waved the gun, "But you're right I won't fire. I'm not a  killer."
Jeremy scoffed at that.  "Just like to sell people to be eaten alive."
Em nodded, "Just this time.  Most of the time the food is dead first."
"Awwoh, that makes me feel  so much better. One move and I'll press them all
and pull all the levers.
Em smiled, "There's a lever  I'd like to pull myself right now."
"Shut up, bitch,"  Jeremy tried to sound  mean.
Em and Panta looked at each  other and laughed.  Panta waved the  gun, "No,
really, get away from there."  The gun went off and a light ray blasted the
console.  "Shit!"
Jeremy moved back and  turned to stare at it, "Is that bad?"
"YES!"  Em looked at Panta, "Why did you do  that?"
Panta ran to the controls,  "It...I...it just went off itself! I didn't mean to!
"
Jeremy ran to the exit door  and began to press buttons there. Em turned to
him, "Haven't you done enough?  Get away from that door?"
The ship burned through the  atmosphere. Jeremy put on a parachute, "I'm
getting outta here before we  crash...you two should do the same thing!"
Panta said, "Looks like he  was telling the truth, luv...didn't wanna kill
himself..."
Em grabbed the ray gun and  pointed it at Jeremy, "Well, my luv, get that
chute off. There's only the  one..."
"I noticed. Why, are you  two retarded or something?"
"No,"  Panta didn't turn from his near  handiwork on the burning console...he
really couldn't touch it and he just stared  at it, hands over it but not so
close as to get burned, "Just  cheap."
Jeremy already had the  chute on over his naked shoulders and back and his
left hand was on the lever to  the door, but he faced Em, "Far as I can tell,
this magnetic lock is already  open. All I have to do is..."
At the window, the Earth  loomed and the smoke passed, clouds were seen now
and the ship plunged through  cloud after cloud. Jeremy could make out green
patches below as well as dark  shapes and huge buildings. He pulled the lever,
Em fired the ray gun and a blast  hit!  The door was blasted off and  Jeremy
was gone!

To be continued...