Date: Sat, 8 Apr 2006 13:37:50 EDT From: J Subject: DOCTOR WHO, JESSE AND JEREMY 23 Glistening moonscape. Earth beyond Moon, outweighing it, out coloring it. Big Earth. Bigger universe peppered with stars. Two figures....small over Moon dirt... Jesse and Von were holding on, fingers in fingers, hands in hands again. They had sped away from the blast that nearly killed them when the Moon Shuttle Pertwee 1000 blew up. They were floating toward the Moon surface. "I wanted to use the rockets to move toward the Base." "Where's that?" "Malapert Crater or near there, not far from there." "But...far from here?" "Yeah, we have some distance to go but we should make it." Silence. "Von?" "Hmmm?" "What are you?" Von laughed, "African American. A bit of Native American. Cherokee." "I guess there are no more pureblood Natives?" Von looked at him. "Is that how you think of American Natives?" "Oh, I'm not racist. Even in my time, all the pureblood Indians were gone." "Your time?" "Yeah. I'm from something like 2006...I think. Or was it 2005 or 2007? Time travel makes one...Von, mind if I ask you, are you gay?" "Well, I'll never tell." Von laughed, "It...isn't fashionable. What I suggest we do now is land. Get our feet on the ground and...you ARE though, aren' t you?" "What? Oh yeah, for sure." Jesse remained quiet. "Why so quiet?" "Back home. My own time. My own place. Planet. I never really admitted it to anyone before Jeremy and the Doctor. I mean if I return to my own life, I think I might, I might have to after all this." "All this?" "Yeah I've seen prehistoric races, mammals, alien witches, glowing tits, yeah tits." He amazed Von. "You are amazing." "Question is why'd you save me? And don't tell me..." he stopped Von's excuse... "you did it because you needed me. I know you can perfectly have made it out of there and to the Moon Base on your own. So why then wait for me?" "I dunno." "Come on." "In my spacesuit?" "Don't laugh. I think I already cam in my spacesuit." "Aw, gross. You gay guys are so gross." "Homophobic homo?" "Yeah, that's me. Big black guy. I'm even married and have a kid." "Wow." Jesse was surprised. "I guess I knew gay men could get married to women and have kids and all. I mean...I think people who believe gay men cannot marry women or have kids or both are really ignorant. Of course, that gay men can be married to women but I just don't get why I guess..." "Maybe to prove they can or to deny that they are gay. But I am, I am gay. And you prove it." "All the more that you should have let me die." Jesse looked at him, "Did you save me cause I'm good looking?" Von laughed, "Modest too." "Well, surely you've noticed." "Yeah, hell yeah." "I mean you are too. Man, are you. You are so macho, it kills me. It's killer, man. I think I could have sex with you." "Thanks. I guess I've spent all my life hiding it too, Jesse. I mean for fuck's sake, I'm married!" Jesse looked down at the moon surface, "We're almost there. On the surface I mean." "Thought you meant something else. Anyway..." "Anyway. Would you have saved me if I looked ugly. If I were well, average?" "I dunno." "I guess Nigel is right. I do lived a charmed life. He told me that...I don't really know what others' lives are like. I've had things handed to me cause I'm great looking. I get everything I want because I'm like perfect in body and face." "He said all that?" "Yeah. And he said he didn't mind it. He knows that I'd never...never hook up with someone that looked like him." "Is that true?" "Maybe for other guys that look this good." Jesse smiled. "But I would have, you know. I would have done Nigel. I sorta look into souls too. And Nigel had a good soul." "Has a good soul." "Oh, yeah. I believe in an afterlife too. I mean if it's good enough for the Doctor..." "Stick with me kid, you'll get to see him again. This Doctor friend of yours." "Would you do me if I were ugly?" "Yeah, I think I would," Von said, "But I can't figure you ever being ugly. Even ugly you wouldn't be ugly." "Thanks for saying that, Von." "It's true." Von said, "I think I fell in love with you the moment I saw you on the scanner screen singing...I'll make sure you make it." A piece of shuttle debris. It came up silently. It had a trajectory straight at Jesse. Von saw it reflected in Jesse's helmet face plate. He turned himself and Jesse. Jesse was startled. "What are you doing?" The piece of sharp debris tore off Von's head, helmet and face. It just careened away with the debris. Jesse screamed, "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" He was holding onto Von's hands and looked at the blood gravitating out of the horrible wound. "VON!!! NOOOOO!" Jesse let go and the hands floated away from his hands, the body behind it, the head someplace else further above him. Sobbing and with a soon wet face, Jesse spiraled away and slowly, landed on his feet, then toppled to his knees. He grabbed the dirt, bending over and clawed it. "FUCKKKKKKKNOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!" On Earth, giant cities, floor built upon floor of metallic creaking buildings reached for space and didn't make it. Jeremy and the man he was with toward the end of an alley. "This place...it looks like a giant maze. I can't see an end to the buildings and the streets are smaller than the actual building sizes. I don't recognize a thing. And I've been in New York City before. By the way, what's your name?" "Rob." "Hello Rob, can you help me find some clothes?" Rob looked down at Jeremy penis, "Well," he shook Jeremy's hand, "If I must. But I think..." "What?" Jeremy smiled and kissed him on the cheek. "I think I prefer you this way." "You just think?" Jeremy laughed. He looked up, "Another thing is, I can, no matter which way I look, I can see no natural white clouds and I can only see bits of sky. It's as if the buildings are so high up they block out the sky." Rob nodded, "You got it. That's it." "So do you have a job?" "I was an insurance agent." "Was?" "The government declared insurance on everyone they killed for food." "Yeah what's up with that? I saw or thought I saw some farms from the sky before I landed." "Government farms. It's for the government workers and their families only." "What about the non government rich people?" "There aren't any. Even the top layers of the buildings...the lofts, the skyscraper top levels are middle class." A loud sound made Jeremy look back to the street. There were hundreds of people coming out of a car park on a lower level, joining others that were already mingling there. Most were in ragged clothing. A few wore business suits. Some tried to run but more people came out of other buildings. The sound came from a huge device. The device was attached to the sides of the buildings, stretching across both sides of the street. It was like a garbage truck but only the back end. A huge scooper came down and scooped people up into it and threw them into a metallic box shaped area. A sharp semi square razor device came down on top of them and their screams were muffled by a cover that slid down. Jeremy gasped, "Oh no! That's it then, it really is Soylent Green!" "I guess that's where they got the idea from." Rob pulled Jeremy arm and felt up his bicep, "Let's go before the crowd starts running down this way..." Jeremy just stared. "Hey come on..." "Jeremy." "Jeremy, come on, I wanna die but not that way..." The crowd pressed and found some ways down other alley but it began to move their way. "It's horrible!" Jeremy cried. "Horrible!" "Come on," Rob pulled him back as the crowd and the machine moved their way. The sides of the machine as it made its way down the street, clung, with metallic arms and spikes on the end, to the sides of the metal framework of the buildings. If there was a space, as in Jeremy's alleyway, the spiked hands moved to the nearest area. A few moved down the alley, spiking anything in it. Jeremy and Rob ran, stumbling over bodies as two spiked arms moved after them. They ran to another street, a smaller one, one which wouldn't fit the machine they saw. "Laundry mat." "Yeah, thanks Rob." Jeremy said. They ran to the doorway. Inside were various people putting clothing into rounded washer machines. Clothes came out in packages, cleaned, dried, and wrapped. The people were black, Hispanic, white, young, old, and some mothers inside had babies. Jeremy strutted inside. "Report him. Someone report him. He's breaking the law." Some of the people repeated this over and over. Catching up to him, Rob hung on Jeremy's arm. "I should have warned you about this. The law of the Earth President is no nudity, anywhere." "No gaydom, no homo sex, or even man to man kissing," Jeremy said, "I've never seen such prejudice." He whispered to Rob, who was shorter than his own 5'7. "Why won't they report me themselves?" "While the government inbred them and brainwashed most of them via media to hate homosexuality...and there was still even then homosexuals...the powers that be also had been putting into their food and in the air vents of the buildings they work in something akin to making them pacifists so that no one is aggressive...at least most no ones. Some are immune." Jeremy nodded and went over to a young 21 year old Latino, who had big brown eyes, curly black hair and who was staring at Jeremy's body up and down the whole time, a shocked look on his Latino face. "You...you do it." "What?" "You report me." "Oh no, I can't do that. I don't want to." Jeremy looked at him and put his hand on the boy's chin. The Latino was also shorter than he. "Could you...maybe spare me some clothing then?" "You poor?" "Yeah." "Yeah I'll give you these. My brother's." "Oh I don't care if they are short on me or tight." Jeremy looked at the other clothes. "I kinda like your taste better. Can I wear these?" Jeremy picked a button down denim jacket and put it on and a pair of ripped jeans. "Yeah, they're mine." "I can tell." Jeremy put the jeans on also. "Thanks, uh..." "Harn." "Harn." Jeremy patted his own stomach, "Afraid though, I have nothing to pay you with..." Harn smiled. "You do." Harn pointed to his own thick lips. Jeremy shrugged but then realized what the caramel cutie meant. Jeremy put his hand on the back of Harn's head and leaned in, then brought Harn's head close to his. Lips met and tongues found each other's throats. Jeremy moved his head back and forth and MMMMMM came from his larynx. Harn did the same to Jeremy and they kissed for a long time. Rob looked around nervously. The people were shocked at first. A few ran from the store, dragging grand kids or sons away...but some watched and smiled. An old man shook his head and sat down on a stool to watch. A few girls laughed. Jeremy kept it up and he put his free hand down Harn's pants. Soon a major bulge was burgeoning up there. Harn's hips thrust back and air sucked in as lips parted. Jeremy threw his head back into Harn's face and kissed him again, this time a bit roughly. Harn accepted and engaged in tonguing Jeremy again. Jeremy jerked Harn's dick up and down in his pants and it spat a huge load of cum up onto Harn's belly, Harn's own hand moving his green T-shirt up. Cum filled his Latino hot belly button. But it didn't stop there. Cum caught up on his shirt and more dripped down, when he put his dick lower, onto his pant's leg. Jeremy gasped and jumped back, "Huh, so good." He looked Harn over, "You got some more laundry to do." "Take the sneakers too." Jeremy did. Rob looked, "We will be report though, Jeremy, so we have to go. Now." "Why?" "Police," Rob looked out the glass door. "They must have spotted us on the cameras." "Cameras? CUM cam," Jeremy smiled, "Is there a way out of here? Out of the city?" "Well there are the monorails." "Monorails? Like Disneyworld?" "They're not reliable and they're old but they work and some of the upper level middle classers have them..." "Let's take em. I wanna get to DC." "Whatever for?" "To make a speech. That's usually how the Doctor does it. Or would do it. Or I guess he would do." "I guess we can get on." Rob said, "But it won't be easy." Police men came in and people pointed at Jeremy and Rob. Harn looked at the cops, "I have to cum with you two." Rob shook his head, "Yeah they'll arrest him too." "When I say run...." Jeremy picked up the laundry basket of Harn's. Guns were pointed at Jeremy, Rob and Harn. Jeremy put the laundry basket to his face and hurled it at the two policemen, "RUN! RUN!" Rob was out the back door faster than Harn and Jeremy but the two were quick to follow. The policemen followed. They fired shots down the street after the trio. DISLCLAIMER: Doctor Who and TARDIS are bbc copyright. Nothing meant suggest the sexuality of any actor or performer.