Date: Sun, 26 Mar 2006 20:35:12 EST
From: J
Subject: DOCTOR WHO, JESSE, AND JEREMY 22

Doctor Who, Jeremy and  Jesse  22

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! Jeremy had dove out the open door and waited on his parachute.  He
pulled it, just guessing when he should. He was cold and every inch of his
tanned boy flesh was goosebumpy. The spaceship careened out of control and hit a
huge tower, so huge, it seemed to almost reach out of the atmosphere. It
exploded and very close to Jeremy. As fiery rain cascaded all around him, Jeremy
hoped none of the debris would hit his parachute. Jeremy looked up and saw a
major piece of metal heading the way of his chute. He yelled and jerked his
legs  to one side, away from the titanic metal. It jutted past him, nearly
hitting him  but he moved away from it just in time. He looked down and saw it
heading at a  building. "Damn!"
Then he saw that HE was  headed at a series of high topped, very tall
buildings.  "Oh no!"  He rocked toward one and hoped to land  in a space between it
and one next to it, the more he had to fall, the safer the  chute would be, he
guessed. A range of building tops came up at him. He blinked  and looked
down, pulling on the ropes of the chute.  He tried to use his legs again to guide
the chute...only this time  it was not  working so well.
A semi bald, semi chubby  man was on the roof of a building. The clouds were
gray all above it, lingering.  From below was smoke, white and black, the
sounds of a city wrestling with  itself, alarms, yelling, some of it just the talk
between windows of neighbors.  Some were murders taking place. Death sounds.
Fights. Struggles. The man wore  light rimmed glasses, his half hair parted in
the middle. He had an average  face, not ugly, not handsome. Just average. He
was short. He was on his knees.  Facing the unprotected edge. He could fall
over if he wanted to. "Dear God, I  don't understand my life at all. I don't
get it.  I don't want to die a virgin. Please, I  know how futile I am, how
stupid and wasteful I've been. I didn't ask to be gay,  I didn't ask for...what I
ask for now is a beautiful boy...I don't care how, for all  I care rain him
down from the sky on me and  then...UOHHHHH!OAFFFFFFFF!"
On his last word, Jeremy  had jerked his chute to this man's building and
came up behind him with no  control. Jeremy screamed as he swung accidentally
toward the edge of this new  building and with a man between his legs, back to
him. The man yelled and turned  around somehow just as he with his new naked
boy, careened off  the edge. They both  screamed!
Jeremy found the extra  weight was taking him down. He couldn't grab the man
with his hands so he  pressed his legs together and managed to hold the man in
between powerful  thighs. "HANG ON!"   The chute,  Jeremy and the man below
it, skidded down the sides of two buildings, two which  were so close that
reaching out far, one just might almost touch each side.  People in windows might
have ducked aside if they had cared to look out in the  first place. Someone
might have seen Jeremy's entire ass if they had looked out.
"I'm slipping!!!"  The man reached up with both hands and  tried to grab
Jeremy's shoulders but only managed to grab his sides.
"You're  tickling!"
"No,  slipping!"
"Almost at the bottom! I  hope!"   Jeremy yelled, "Hang  on!"
"To what?"  The man found Jeremy's huge member  plowing up from near his
chest to his chin and then bobbed up to his mouth. The  man caught it in his
mouth.
"Stop that!"   Jeremy yelped, "When we hit you  might bite it off!"
The man let it out, "Don't  let me die!"
"I'm trying not to!"
But the man was not talking  to Jeremy but to God. The two fell to the
ground, on top of bodies. They were  dragged. When Jeremy landed and felt his feet
hit someone, he realized it was a  body. A dead body. Then he was dragged, "
Damn it!" He quickly managed to let the  chute pack off him by unlocking the
straps. The entire piece came off  his shoulders and the man between his  legs was
upon him, on top of him, kissing his face, his lips, his nipples. He  tossed
the man off him and stood up, dick wet from the excitement of falling.  "What'
s wrong with you?"
"Well I'm  dying."
"Oh."   Jeremy looked around. The chute  had unceremoniously dumped them in
the alleyway below the building.  "Dying?"
"Yeah, I have a terminal  cancer. It's all throughout my body. I just..."
"Why aren't you in  pain?"
"Oh, I supposed I am. I  would be if not for the drugs. The doctors found a
way to take the side effects  out of all drugs. Thus, I can die of a painful
disease and not feel any of the  pain. I can even do everything I am meant to
do, right up the moment of my  death. I mean all my organs are infected but I
can function fairly  well."
Jeremy looked at the man,  "Oh. I'm sorry. I really am."   He then looked at
the bodies littered about the alley. "They all...? They  are, aren't they? They
're all dead. Was there a war  here?"
"Nope. Just another day in  New York  City."  He  shrugged, "Gangs, murders,
people want boots,  smokes..."
"People still smoke? Eek,  disgusting behavior."
"Listen, I prayed and you  came. I mean, I just don't wanna die a virgin, I
really  don't."
Jeremy looked at the man,  "I...I'm sorry. I don't think I can do that just
now. Firstly I don't just do that  with just anyone. Too bad, my friend Jesse
isn't here, he'd oblige... He fucks  just about anyone."
On the shuttle, Jesse told  Nigel, "I mean I just don't fuck anyone..."
Nigel raised an eyebrow, not believing him. "Okay, maybe I do fuck a lot  but...
this lot?  Yeah, fuck hell yeah,  I'd do em all. I guess I'm just a whore."
"Don't talk about yourself  like that. Just cause you like sex?"
"Yeah I do. These guys. I  feel so bad. They...they look so sad. Think a song
will cheer em  up?"
"A song? It's been so long  since I heard a song,"  Nigel's eyes  went to
stare at a lost  memory.
"Nigel? Nigel, a  song?"
"Yeah why not,"  Nigel snapped out of it. "You got blood  on your lip still.
Let me wipe it off."
"You can't. Your hands are.  Maybe this way."   He leaned in  for Nigel to
do it with his tongue.. "Do you know where the unlock button  is?"  After he
sat up and rose off  his haunches, Jesse leaned in for Nigel to kiss him. Nigel
leaned back and shut  his eyes.
"Don't even try...it's on the  left side of the wall. The right one is the
hot seat one. That one will kill us  all."
Indo came up behind Jesse  and grabbed him off  Nigel's  body.  "Nice try,
gay boy!"   He tossed Jesse to the floor  roughly.
"Leave him alone!"  Nigel yelled.
As Jesse stood up and  looked angrily at Indo, Indo said, "No gay boy stuff
on  here."
"I just wanted to sing a  song!"
"That you can do,"  Indo said. "Just don't try to kiss him  again."
Nigel winked at Jesse who  winked back. Indo obviously didn't hear what
transpired between them about the  locks. Jesse began to unzip his front zipper
again so that his whole stomach  showed and his chest too as the front sides
dipped a bit. He began to dance  suggestively.
"Look into the future, what  do you see."
Von saw blood all over the  cockpit window and the controls. Three men were
behind him. They all had  razorblade sticks. "You want me to tell you how to
fly the Shuttle? You're  mad!!!"
"Not mad, just desperate.  We want it to get to the Moon Jail but faster than
we are moving now. And ...well,  much faster. Now show us or you die like your
co  pilot."
"You ARE mad. Kill me and  you will die too. You know that none of you guards
and all, can know how to fly  the shuttle. It prevents prisoners from trying
just what you are  trying."
The man near Von smiled. He  had a large toothy grin, a washed smell over
him. "If you show us how to fly it  closer to the base, you might live...a bit
longer or maybe not suffer as we crash  further from it."
"So you want me to show you  how to crash it into the base and even if I do
not, you'll let us crash anyway?  Fanatics?"
The man nodded, "We want it  to look like these flights are just too
dangerous. Get my  drift."
"You with the gay  movement?"
"Does it  matter?"
"Lemme look at the  console."  The man nodded. He looked  over the controls.

On the console, Von saw  Jesse singing, "Look into the future, what do you
see. I really need to know now  is there a place for me? Tell me where do we go
from  here?"
On Earth in New York City, Jeremy  walked to the end of the alley, amid over
two dozen bodies of all ages. Mostly  men, but some women. And a few
teenagers. He looked out of the alley and the man  with him looked over his naked
shoulder and pointed. They made their way out  toward a laundry mat.
"Take me as you find me,  for what I am. And when I make mistakes, please
understand...and as long as you're  near there is nothing for me to fear..."
Nigel winked at Jesse, who  continued to sing.
Von looked at the  performance, "Who is this kid?"
"Pity he's dead, is who he  is. He's very nice. But we have to show that
these trips are just not  safe."
Von nodded, "They are  though. Exceptin for guys like you."
"Are they damaged?"
Von shook his head, "Yeah,  especially if I do THIS!"  Von, a  big
black-Native American pushed his feet on the console, bringing them up to  the front
quickly, and he pushed the seat behind him. It snapped off, flinging  the man he
was speaking to. At the same time, he grabbed the arm of the  second  man who
was trying to get  the razor blade box cutter closer to his neck. He broke
the hand but didn't let  it go. He used it to stab the stomach of the third
killer coming at him from the  cockpit door. Then he brought it up to slash his
neck the way the man slashed  the neck of his co pilot.
"out of the darkness, a  light shines, burning through the coldest night..."
The Doctor was on Space  Force Two. The President was showing him pictures of
the TARDIS from various  times it was on Earth. Trafalgar  Square. The top of
the Empire State Building. Powell Estate. Totter's Lane.  Wembley Stadium. A
giant pipe near the ocean. Even in one of the many UNIT labs.  The Doctor
shook his head. The huge Space Force Two headed toward the red  planet. On the
planet Ice Warriors waited. They moved toward a huge red cave  where red smoke
blew. It was all embedded in a canyon on Mars.
"And we can find a  way...together we'll make it!"
The doors from and to the  cockpit slid open. Jesse stopped singing slowly as
Von stood there, holding two  box cutters, both cutters dripping with blood, "
With every step we  take..."
Von yelled at the nine  remaining guards, "I know you don't have any guns,
guards on here are not  allowed them, no one could sneak them on. Give up now
and I just might let you  live!"
Jesse moved toward him,  "What's happened?"
"Get outta the way  kid!"  Von yelled as Jesse moved  closer to him but a
guard grabbed Jesse around the chest with one arm and moved  the razor toward
Jesse's neck.
The guard was Indo and he  started to say something but before he could get a
word out, Von was on him,  razor slashing Indo's neck so far that his head
flipped to one side and horribly  came off. Jesse screamed and ducked as a knife
was thrown at Von. Von ducked to  one side and his shoulder took the knife
but Von was in action. He moved to the  first five men coming at him. Von jumped
up, kicked the front two in their  faces, snapping one's neck instantly. The
other fell and was not about to get  up. Nigel tripped the one closest to his
seat and the man fell and Jesse stomped  on his back. He looked up as four
more came at him!
A prisoner said, "Let me  up, I'm one of you, I can help you take him!"
Von stabbed two more men  and head butted into the chest of another. That one
stabbed his razor at Von but  Von moved so that only his other shoulder was
cut. Von grabbed the knife out of  his other shoulder and stabbed this man down
and flung it at a man who was over  Jesse, ready to stab a knife into Jesse's
chest as the boy faced him. The man  fell, Jesse grabbed the knife out of the
man's chest and almost got sick from  it. Von finished off  seven men by
now, not including the three in the cockpit. That left the two who were coming
at him, hesitating.
Jesse yelled, "Leave it!  Surrender! You two have no chance against Steven
Segal there!"
"They're terrorists! They  don't care about life! They want what they want!"
  Von grabbed the arm of one and plunged  it at the chest of the other. They
dropped their knives but Von smashed their  heads together and such that they
were not going to get up. The one Nigel  tripped got up and ran for the door
to the cockpit but Von grabbed him and bent  his arm, which had a box cutter in
it, back so far that he broke it and then  punched him down. The man fell and
Von finished him off by taking another knife  from the fallen foes and
stabbing him in the back. Jesse winced. Von then took  the knife and went toward
Jesse.
Jesse was wide eyed, "What  are you gonna do?"
Von said, "Get outta my  way!!!"  Von stabbed the prisoner  who had yelled
to the killers to let him go so he could help  them.
Jesse winced as blood  spurted. He gulped. "Was there a need to do that?"
Von nodded, "Sure as shit  yeah!"   The shuttle shook.  "We're going to
crash!"  Von went to  white closet and took out two spacesuits. He tossed one
over to Jesse. It was  silver with red hoops around the arm pits.
"Very Space Family  Robinson."  Jesse  said.
"I don't know what you  mean....but...."    Von took  his shoes off and started
to put his spacesuit on. He took out two helmets and  two pairs of boots. "We
have one chance."
"First we get all of them  out too."
"No time, kid."  Von said, "Nice performance but we have  to only care about
ourselves now. If we want to  live."
"You go, I'm gonna get them  out!"  Jesse turned toward the  cockpit door.
Nigel watched him. Jesse looked into the cockpit and saw the Moon  looming up
at them. It filled the screen in no time. Jesse held onto both sides  of the
door hatchway, "Shit!"
Nigel yelled, "Jesse, just  get off!"
"Can't do that now."  Jesse said, "I'll get off as soon as  we're alone."
He turned to Nigel,  "Don't worry, Nigel, I'm gonna finish that song for
you."
Nigel smiled at  him.
Von handed Jesse a rocket  pack for his back. Von was in his spacesuit. "Kid,
put it on and get out.  Besides, I need you to survive."
"You have enough of those  for all of em?"
"Yes we do but there's no  time. You see that out there?"  Von  grabbed
Jesse by the back of his collar.
Jesse yelled, "Lemme go!  Let go of me!"
"That's our death  warrant!"  Von yelled. Outside the  window was the crater
Plato but beyond it was a mountain range that would surely  rip the shuttle
in two when it hit...or worse. "That mountain range has never been  kind to any
spacecraft... we're gonna be ash on the bottom of  Plato Crater! Now move!"
Jesse shook his head no and  pulled from Von. Von yelled, "I'm gonna throw
you out that door if  you...!"
Jesse slapped his hand on  the left button. He stared defiant at Von. Nigel
shook. All the living  prisoners, 99 men, teens, and mere boys, shook. Jesse
looked horrified as the  electrification lit up the passenger compartment. "
NOOOOOO!"  In a flash, all 99 were dead. Jesse  rushed to Nigel. "Nigel! Nigel!"
He  cried. He put his head in Nigel's lap. "Nigel."
Von came up to him and  pulled him off, ignoring Jesse's feeble attempts to
swat him off.  "We...have...to...go. I'm sorry."
Jesse turned around to face  him. "I...I killed them. I hit the wrong button!"
"No," Von laughed, "No, you  didn't, kid. I saw. The terrorists. They must
have rigged it in case the  prisoners tried to get loose somehow. They did it.
They rigged it  somehow."
"Why?"  Jesse asked,  "WHY!!!!!"
"They want to send a  message..."
"With box cutters and  crashing into  a base? How 9-11 of  them! The fuckers!
I hate all terrorists!"
"Yeah me too, but...we really  have to go now!"
Jesse put on the spacesuit  and the velvet overhead chest protector, the
rocket pack on his back and the  boots. When he was done, he hovered over Nigel's
body, Nigel slumped, head down  to chest. Dripping from his mouth. Jesse bent
down to get face to face with him,  "Nigel, don't you worry..."   Tears came
down his eyes inside his helmet. "Some day I will finish that  song for you... "
  He stood up.  "For all of you."
Von jerked Jesse back with  both hands on the blonde's back. "Hot stuff!
Time to bail!"  He pulled Jesse back and back and out.  They tumbled out the
door, sailed away from the Shuttle. "HOLD ON TO ME,  BOY!"
Jesse's feet flung out from  Von. Von grabbed Jesse's  hands and  they
locked fingers. Von's feet were out from Jesse's hands, they were face to  face
but feet going in different directions. "HANG ON TO ME!"  Jesse yelled, "Don't
let me  go!"
"The shuttle's pulling us  down with it!"  Von yelled, "I can't  fire my
rockets! But you can! Do it!"
"What? Why can't  you?"
"They must have sabotaged  my rockets!"
"Then let me climb on top  of you!"  Jesse  yelled!
"Any time kid, any time!  But this one!"
As the shuttle roared  nearby, Jesse said something but Von could not hear
him.  "WHAT?"
Jesse pulled himself up  over Von's head and back. "I said I'm not going to
let you die too!" and then  Jesse managed to turn himself so that he was
laying on top of Von's back, head  just above Von's head, body over Von's.  "I
need you! You can't leave me alone!"
"FIRE THE DAMNED  ROCKETS!"
The shuttle shot toward the  mountains above Plato crater and blasted into a
huge fireball that shot down  into the crater and shot up at Jesse and Von.
Jesse fired the rockets and ...the  blast shot up at him and Von!
To be continued....
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