Date: Sun, 7 May 2006 13:02:08 EDT
From: J
Subject: DOCTOR WHO, JESSE, AND JEREMY  26

Harn didn't wait or have to  be told twice. He jumped on Jeremy's back.
Jeremy jumped as the monorail  fell and Jeremy reached for...the thin  branches of
the only tree. Yelling like a madman or Tarzan about to die, Jeremy  reached
for it, one last ditch effort! People rained down past him and many fell  to
their deaths. Yelling. Screaming. Even though he was screaming and filled  with
adrenaline, Jeremy remained as calm as possible and clung to branches. Rob
yelled, "They only kept this one up, a token!"
"Hang on!"  Jeremy yelled as the branches, too thin  for them, bent and they
kept falling onto new branches and leaves.  Jeremy yelled and they landed on
a  branch, all three males had their feet on it. "Are we? I think we've made
touch  down."  Then the branch they were on  also gave way and they all
plunged again. Jeremy reached with his one free hand  and grabbed another branch and
it went on this way until they touched ground,  all three of them piling down
onto cement sidewalks, littered with bodies that  broke their falls. "EWLLL!"
  Jeremy  rolled off  a body of a heavy set  woman. "RUN!"  More bodies fell
 their way and the monorail itself, tilted down, crashed, front first and
then  buckled sideways, the front on fire not far from them. "RUN! RUN RUN RUN!"
 Jeremy pulled Rob along and hoped Harn  was behind him...actually he hoped the
young Latino was ahead of him but he didn't  stop to look. The train buckled
sideways and a fire caught up inside it's middle  now springing from the
front. It threatened to fall at them as they ran. It  moved sideways and away from
them and blew up. "DON'T STOP!"    The trio kept running along  with others,
some of whom were caught on fire and died running. Others made it  with them.
Once free of the blasts, the trio collapsed on a sidewalk, littered  with
other survivors and news robots. "What the fuck?? This future  sucks!"
"Yeah, it does,"   Harn gasped, rolling onto his  belly. "But it's the only
one we've got."
Jeremy laughed, "I suppose  so."
"So what's the plan?"   Rob  asked.
"Let's catch our breaths  first,"  Jeremy smiled at him. He  put his hand
out and took Rob's and shook it, "You're  a good man,  Rob."
"I  am?"
"You  are."
"He's okay,"  a prisoner said, sitting at a white  table. In a white room.
With a white ceiling.
"Oh, Avar,"  Tin said, "You just like him because  he's great looking."
Jesse was eating, alone, at  a separate rounded table. He looked at the slop
that passed for food. Avar was a  big man, curly hair and a bit bald in the
middle. Avar smiled, "I  do?"
"You do,"  Tin said, "But thing is..."   Tin smiled and drooled, "So do  I."
"You...you just leave him  alone," Avar dropped his smile.
Tin smiled now, more evil.  "I will. Unless he doesn't want me to leave him
alone, know what I  mean?"
"Just leave him."   Avar  said.
Jesse overheard all this  but pretended not to. Another prisoner, Onn, at the
table with Tin and Avar,  looked around, "So where's the old one?"
"Lent?"   Avar  asked.
"Yeah, that one. I never  see him at breakfast, lunch or dinner anymore."
Tin laughed, "That one? He  doesn't need to eat. He's got the mental power
to keep working without  food."
Avar nodded, "He eats in  his cell, I'm guessing. Saves him the time away
from his precious  work."
"What is he working on  anyway?"   Onn asked. Onn was  medium sized, about 5'
7. Avar was about 6 and a half feet tall. Tin was skinny  and bony looking
but with more menace than any of the others and with almost  gray hair but with
brown mixed in. Avar had dark brown hair and Onn had a  blond-brown hair.
"More inventions,"  Avar said, "I think he's making  something that can
make better food."
Onn took some more of his  food from his plate, "That'd be good."
"I wish he'd make something  that can get us out of here,"  Tin  said.
Avar shushed him, "Keep it  down. The guards can hear almost everything."
"Or is it that he's working  for them. Giving them more things to keep us
isolated as if isolated on the Moon  isn't isolated enough."
Avar eyed Jesse, "I'm going  to talk to him."
Onn looked up as Avar  stood, "Don't. He'll just reject you."
Avar thought about this and  sat down again, "Mmmm."
Jesse looked at his food,  "I think I'm going to be sick."  He  stood up and
teetered on the seat with his behind. He pushed the chair away and  fell to
the floor. Avar ran to him with other prisoners. Tin was there behind  him and
reaching down on the floor, bending. He put his hand up Jesse's white  shirt
and down Jesse's string pants. Avar used his left hand to push Tin  away.
"I said leave him  alone!"
"What's going on  here?"  A big guard, Gate,came to  them with a laser
rifle.  He had  black hair and blue eyes and the guards wore gray uniforms.
"He passed out,"   Avar said.
Tin scoffed, "Weak thing,  ain't he?"
Onn shook his head and  looked at Gate, "It's the fucking food in this
place. That's what it  be!"
"Shut up,"  Gate said, "And get back to your food or  your cells, NOW!"
Gate took no  nonsense and yelled at them to get back to their food or their
cells. He did  this over and over until the mass of prisoners listened.
"Oh, I'm...I'm  allright,"  Jesse said, opening his  eyes and seeing Avar
looking over him. "I really  am."
Avar helped Jesse up.  "Okay, you too, Avar, get back,"  Gate snorted, "I
have him."  Gate held Jesse's bare arm and smiled.
Avar bit his lip but then  stated, "I can help him."
"You heard me,"   Gate shouted, "MOVE  AWAY!"
Jesse looked at them, "I'm  perfect..."
"You are,"  the two men  said.
Jesse smiled now, "Guys,  guys, I'm perfectly fine now. I can get back
myself."
Gate said, "To your  cell?"
"Yeah, I'm fine."   Jesse said. He moved past the  prisoners who stared at
him. He felt, for the first time in his life, that  attention others gave him,
was a bad thing. THIS attention. He passed the guard  at the door. Avar
watched as Gate moved to the door  too.
Gate told the guard at the  door, "Bresin, take over. I'm going to make sure
he's finding his  way."
Bresin shrugged, "He's been  on the tour."
"Are you questioning  me?"  Gate stuck his face into  Bresin's.
"Me? No."  He  swallowed.
"Good."   Gate walked out and moved after  Jesse.
Avar noticed this and stood  up. He went to Bresin and other guards at the
door, "I'm  finished."
"Wait till we return you  all at the same time."

"But that one just left  on his own."
"Are you questioning  me?"  Bresin asked. He held his  laser pistol at Avar'
s chest.
"Well, no. It's just that  I...I have gas, you know, and if...."  He forced a
fart out. "If...if you make me wait, this room'll fill up quick  like with the
smell and..."  He forced  out another frapping sound from his ass.
"GO!"  Bresin said, "And make sure you find  your way."
Jesse entered his cell and  sat down and held his head. "How long have I been
here?"   He laid down on his back and his  shirt rode up to reveal his bare
belly. "Can't. Can't. I can't  sleep."
A voice made him jump. "You  need someone to relax you."  He  looked up,
jumped up and to the side of his bed.
Big hands pushed him back  down, "No, stay down there. On your back is nice!"
  Hands went into his pants.  Calloused hands. Rough hands. His dick  jumped.
The fingers went around it. Hard.
Jesse gasped, "No. No, I  don't need that."
"You? You've never turned  down any kind of sex have you? Back on Earth?"
Jesse looked at Gate. "It's  true...but this..."
"Then shut up and lay  down!"  Gate pushed him into the  bed. "Never mind
the back, get on your hot smooth boy belly!!!"  Gate turned Jesse over, pulled
his sweat  pants down and spread the butt cheeks. Gate then, with one hand,
jerked his own  belt open and pulled his pants down, half down one hip, back to
Jesse's butt,  then back to fully pull his own pants down  off his other hip.
He was hairy. He started to thrust into Jesse.
"NO!"  Jesse yelled over and over. "I don't  want you!"   Rape fantasy was
one that usually washed over him and he allowed it. But  this..."NOOOOOOOO!"
"Get the fuck off  him!"  Avar was there, ripping Gate  off him. The laser
rifle was discarded on the floor. Avar ignored it and threw  Gate to the
corner.
Gate wiped his drooling  mouth. "You! YOU KNOW WHAT THIS'LL COST YOU!"
"Ahh, I don't care!"   Avar pulled Jesse's pants up and  as Jesse turned
around, helped him up.
Gate reached for his laser  rifle, "You're both gonna die!"
Avar kicked the laser gun  from the cell, "Really?"
Jesse stood up, behind  Avar, "Let him. I'm not worth you dying, dude!"
"Name's  Avar!"
"Not for long!"  Gate moved to the door of the cell and  before they could
do anything, another guard was there, picking up the laser  rifle and handing
it to Gate. "Thanks."  Gate pointed it at Avar, "And now..."
Fen looked at him, "What  are you doing that for?"
"That one, the big one, he  was going to rape the little cutie...the blond one.
"
Jesse yelled, "THAT'S NOT  TRUE! IT WAS HIM THAT WAS GOING TO RAPE ME!"
Fen nodded, "Sir,  I..."
Gate snorted, "Shut up and  move off. Or..."
"Or what?"  Jonah was there, the head of the area,  "Stand down, Gate, now!
I mean NOW!"
"Yes sir,"   Gate lowered the rifle.
Jonah went into the cell  and pulled Avar out. As Avar passed Gate, Gate
sneered at him. Gate looked in at  Jesse and pointed a finger at him making it
look like a gun. Jesse swallowed. I  have to get out of here, he thought.
"Lights out now,"   Jonah  yelled.
"What? Now? We just  ate,"   Jesse said. "Is that  it?"
"Shut up!"  Gate closed his cell door. Fen looked at  Jesse and smiled.
Jonah thrust Avar into his  cell, one that was next to Jesse and then turned
to Gate, "And Gate, if anything  happens to the kid, I shall hold you
personally responsible. The brass may not  know that even our guards here are gay but I
'm not so ignorant or blind or  willing to turn the other way."
"Yes sir,"   Gate looked down at his  shoes.
Jeremy slept on a park  bench under a flimsy overhang canopy. Harn was
cuddled under him, their arms  wrapped around each other. Rob was on their side, his
arms around them too and  also his legs intermingled with their own. Jeremy
hoped it would not rain. He  was surprised how fast the accident was forgotten.
It was night now and a clear  one at that. There were no grasshopper sounds,
no birds, not even a bat or two.  The park they were in was small and
surrounded by buildings. In fact, all DC was  engulfed in huge metallic structures
which blotted out the familiar monuments,  much as New York  City had been
blotted out by imposing giants. It didn't  seem like the same planet to Jeremy. He
awoke once, leaving Harn to hug and  cuddle with Rob. He went for a walk. He
stared up at the clear sky, the bits he  could see between the rectangular
masses of dark metal, the sides of buildings.  He spotted the Moon glaring its way
down to him. "Doctor, Jesse, where are you  now?"
Jesse was in his cell,  sitting on a bunk. He was singing lowly. The song was
Where Are You now. "I need  you more than words can say, before I lose my
soul, where are you now?"  He went on like this for a  bit.
Jeremy stared up at the  Moon, "Are you alive or dead? If ...I don't know."
Jeremy went back to the park bench  and sat down on it. Rob woke up and
looked at him, gently putting Harn's head in  his lap. "He still asleep?"
"Yeah."  Rob said.
"We should make him go back  to his home."
"We can't. Those cameras  are sure to have picked him up. He'll be taken or
killed or both and not  necessarily in that order."
"This place. It's so...evil.  Do you think they see us now?"
"Probably not. The accident  must have taken some planning."
"Planning?"
"Yeah, I thought I told  you. The government need to lower the population
quota so they organize planned  accidents. Happens at least once a day. At first
they blamed terrorists but  there are so many...well, newspeople...who
investigated. They said they claims, made  their doubts known and..."
"And then they met with  accidents too. You know one of the old USA
Presidents Clinton had bunches of  people vanish under his reign."
"It's like that but worse.  The whole world is under control now but there
is something about it that just  reeks of evil."
"No  shit."
"It's fake. False. There  are terrorists but they want rights. Gay rights
for one. And what do you think  your speech is going to do? Make you a target is
 what."
Jeremy looked at his feet,  "I know. But I can't sit here and watch this
world, my world, go down this road.  There has to be someone that will hear it
that has some integrity.  Someone."
"Yeah, I guess there might  be..."
"But you and Harn, you  don't come with me. I mean...I don't want to make you
targets  too."
Rob shrugged, "Probably we  already are. You know, I was going to kill myself
on that  roof..."
"I know.  Are you in any pain  now?"
"No. But I have some of the  meds with me. I guess...when I die, they'll do
what they do. Take my infected  parts and use them to put in people who need them
..."
Jeremy was horrified, "So  they'll get cancer too?"
"Yes."
"That's just ...just evil, it  is."
"I know. I don't know what  to do about the kid here, but he's an adult, you
know.   As for me, if I'm going to die, I  might as well die knowing I did
something to help."
Jeremy nodded, "I...I don't  know...I think I get it but..."
"You've made me see that.  So don't stop me now. Even if you try, I'll be
there."
Jeremy smiled and put  hand on Rob's cheek. He leaned in and  kissed him on
the lips. Rob put a hand down Jeremy's pants and then another.  Jeremy held him
clumsy in his efforts to rip open the button down shirt but  doing it all the
more. He was surprised to find a decent chest, a bit hairy for  his taste. He
also rubbed up and down on a decent set of washboards! Rob jerked  Jeremy
off. Jeremy raised his shirt up. He then put his hands on Rob's chest and  then
moved to the bottom of Rob's shirt and lifted. He rubbed Rob's bare skin  and
down Rob's pants. He had to take a hand out to steady him. Soon Jeremy was
down on Rob and ontop of Harn, who kept snoring. Jeremy pulled his pants down
and jerked his dick up to Rob's belly. Rob had to take his hands out of Jeremy'
s  pants to hold Jeremy up a bit. He held Jeremy up and found it easy to.
Jeremy  gasped, "Hey you're stronger than you look!"
Rob put his dick in  Jeremy's asshole and slid him up and down, "Up and
down! UP and down! Up and  down! Fuck yeah! This is as good as they say it  is!"
Jeremy bent, "Fuck yeah!  You are! You are! Man! Keep fuckin mah ass!"
"I am!!!!" Rob exploded in  Jeremy's ass.  He grabbed onto the  sides of
Jeremy's bare buttox and held on tight. While thrusting up and up!
Under their shaking bodies,  Harn shook but kept sleeping. Cum flew onto his
cheek. Face down, it dripped  along his cheek and some droplets found their
way to his mouth. Inadvertently,  he licked a few as he jutted his tongue out.
Tongue, drip, cum, along the lip,  down cheek, to chin. Breathing heavy, Ron
and Jeremy fell back to the sides of  the park bench, off Harn, to recover...
The Doctor was on Space  Force Two with a few guards, mostly put out of
commission but he was in the  control room. An Ice Warrior was on the other side of
the locked door and making  headway getting in. It was firing a heat cannon
rifle at the door. The door  smoldered and wavered. The heat made it shimmer.
Soon it would be nothingness.
The Doctor looked at the  console, "I know I could get this thing right
alongside the TARDIS...if it's still  there...but with you my friend...ahh well..."
The door vanished. The Ice  Warrior stepped inside. "Doccc-torrrrrrr."
The Doctor was busy, his  back to the alien from Mars. It lifted the cannon
at him. The Doctor turned,  stood up from his bent position and put up one
hand, the other hidden behind his  back. "Now now, don't be hasty, don't be
hasty, shall we not? Listen to me, if  you fire that thing in here...you will not
only destroy this control board, the  console, and me but the entire ship will go
up..."
"Do notttt blufffff an  Iccccce warrior leader Doc-torrr.."
"Bluff? No, just burn!" The  Doctor had cut out wires in his other hand and
he rushed forward and thrust them  onto the alien. It began to electrify as
the Doctor has thrust them up at its  exposed neck. Lifting it up the Doctor
covered his eyes with his other hand and  the Ice Warrior was burned into death.
It fell back, it's body slumping onto the  console and the console sparked to
life...and then died with the creature. "Oh  dear."   The Doctor checked the
boards as the creature fell lifelessly to the floor. "Oh my. Collision with the
 space station soon. I'll have to stop that or they will shoot me out of the
area  of it before I even get near. President of Earth ship or no president of
Earth  ship."   He looked the  controls. "I thought if I ripped those out...I'
d promised myself I'd never talk to  myself again and I've done it twice in
over five regenerations. Or was that five  times in over twice as many
regenerations? Am I on my 30th body?  Hmmm, I'm losing it. Slow it down maybe?"
As he worked, The Doctor  looked out the window, at the Moon as the Space
Force Two passed it.  "Now, will that work? Now, I may never  know if I was right
..."
To be continued...
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