Date: Sun, 6 May 2007 15:20:44 EDT From: J Subject: DOCTOR WHO, JEREMY, AND JESSE 68 DOCTOR WHO, JEREMY AND JESSE 68 The anticipation David felt overwhelmed him and filled his chest with a near-happy panic, if such a thing could be. He almost skipped from the Old House, a bit guilty about being happy that Willie told him Barnabus was in Bangor with Julia, probably banging her. He laughed to himself at his little joke. David wore black shorts, black slip on shoes, and a white T shirt. Over the T shirt, he had on a brown long sleeve lightweight button down shirt. Around his neck he wore a red tie. He thought it looked sexy... The Old House stand shimmering on a shiny summer day, the grass around it neatly cut for once...the columns standing silent to forbidden lies and ancient curses... "My name's David Collins. My family's lived on the estate for many generations, either oblivious or entangled to the many horrors that entrench themselves on it, around it, in it, and spreading to it and from it. But for now, I'm glad to have returned to Earth after that otherworldly experience I had after my plane crash in the mountains. For now, I'm hoping to enjoy the beauty of two new strangers I've met. I know I shouldn't trust them ---they are very strange to this time and the way they just tumbled out of the sky---I shouldn' t trust them this easily but other than their spectacular bodies, pleasant faces, youthful exuberance, open sexuality, and sheer non menace, I lend them my entire spirit, my whole being and heart...I do trust them---they told me the truth from the very beginning, or so I felt. This family, my family, indeed all of Collinsport, does not trust easily but once we do...we trust and enrapture all those that have proven their loyalties as members of our families...I already felt this about Jesse and Jeremy the second after I met them. Little did I know at the time of my pleasant jaunt toward the Pool House, that both boys were in the throes of fear, fear and death that was the only thing encompassing them at that very moment of my feeling of freedom...fear and death... filling their very lungs.." As David walked from the Old House forest, the beach waves crashing against the rocks, he felt a freedom that filled his body with anticipation, almost panic. For a whole new world was opening up to him. He was gay. "Gay," he told himself many times as he walked. As he told himself many times standing in front of his mirror in his room and his bathroom, "I am gay." He just didn' t know what to do about it. Now, perhaps he had some guidance. From the two blond men that literally fell into his lap. It was a scary and yet hopeful future awaiting him and he felt both as he thought about the possibilities. He thought about the guy he had a crush on. More than a crush. He also knew this guy he was in love with was gay. Maybe Jesse and Jeremy could teach him a thing or two about what to do with him or how to proceed into a relationship with this guy, how to approach him again...he knew the other guy knew...they talked a small bit about this...but...Jesse and Jeremy...could help him if... He walked into the entrance to the Pool House Building and passed the cold marble walls... "Hey, what are you doing in here? C'mon, in..." David acted friendly toward the new caretaker's son, David Rolf. "Don't just stand there..." The other David, called Dee by his family, stiffened, and startled. He seemed to be removing his hands from his fly, which hung open, unceremoniously. In truth, David was more startled by the fact that Dee was here at all...and disappointed. He had hoped he could talk...yes, just talk, with Jesse and Jeremy about all these gay issues. With the younger boy here, there'd be none of that. Not only did David not want to discuss his private life in front of anyone, especially in front of a kid barely into his teens. Also...he didn't want to corrupt a younger guy. David was still unsure gay was right, correct, or even normal. Perhaps, Jesse and Jeremy could talk him out of that if... ...if they were still alive! David looked at the pool surface, which was awash with giant waves, huge tit like mountains of water splashing back and forth at the sides...washing over the sides to create flooding. "What's going on here?" David turned back to look at Dee, who had retreated to the marble entranceway, afraid, fearful and yet... ...something in the boy's eyes told David that he had something to do with making the pool this way. The boy's eyes registered fear but then something else ...glee. No, not quite glee...relief. David briefly thought of the stupid commercial... "How do you spell relief?" He nodded to the boy, who came behind him, into the pool area. For a moment, as David turned to look at the pool itself...thinking he saw two blond heads sinking to the bottom...he also felt behind him that the younger boy was sneaking up behind him. Hands and arms out, palms facing David's back, ready to push him in. The waves crashed against the far side of the pool, against fake rocks that served as a way out of it. The two boys under the water would not have time to reach that far to the edge...for the pool was of football field size. Nevertheless, the waters hit the dark side of the rocks...clouds above creating dark shadows...and outside, the waters of the Atlantic Ocean crashed against the sides of the rocks below Widow's Hill, above which stood the Collins estate, the Mansion...and that Old House... Dee Rolf snuck up behind David, his hands turned so as to give him one good shove. This would drown David, just like those two sinners in the pool. Dee was wide eyed and sweating. The wetness slid down his long bangs to his forehead and nose, dripping even from there. Even though he was concentrating on finding his two blond friends, redheaded David felt something. He turned and gave Dee a wide eyed, accusing stare, menacing him, his best "monster" face on. Dee's face dropped the facade of fear and he looked like the 13 year old boy he was. He ran. "Good." Having moved to the edge, David looked down, "Jesse! Jerem...!" David stood back, a look of determination on his face. He put his arms to the sky, slightly angled. "Fay talibu!" The intensity of his words took hold over the water, the sun parted the clouds and shone through the glass roof. The waters calmed and the waves sank. David repeated his words, then added another, "Nella Niwri!" The waters stopped and were calm as could be. He could see two bodies floating to the bottom. David's eyes widened and he was about to remove his lightweight button down shirt and he started to move at the pool but then he remembered something else. "Kali Nikktu barrada phenui!" Suddenly, and at the same time, Jeremy and Jesse's eyes opened. They began to swim up to the top of the water, kicking and paddling feet and arms. Jesse reached a metal side ladder and heaved himself out of the water from there. David ran to the cement steps where he found himself confronted by a dripping, very naked Jeremy. He hadn't yet seen Jeremy nude and was stunned by the brilliance that shone off the angel's body. David couldn't help but let his eyes glue themselves to Jeremy's dick, which was limp as it should be when nearly drowning...oh, wait a moment, David thought. Jeremy navel dripped water like a stream which cascaded down to the bare boy belly, lower, lower...and parted as the dick base...as soon as the coughing, gagging Jeremy came up the steps, one hand on the steps, trying to recover, the dick began to emerge... growing, stiffening, enlarging, and...David widened his eyes as he saw the immense thickness. "Help us, David!" David ran to Jeremy as the boy stumbled again. He pulled on Jeremy's wet arms. Jeremy stood at his full height but coughed....almost uncontrollably. When Jeremy managed to come out of his cough fit, David thought it was over but Jeremy coughed again and leaned over. David pulled his upper trunk upward and had both arms on Jeremy's opposite arms and they were face to face. David put a hand on Jeremy's chest and shut his eyes. He had his palm on the pec crevice and fingers running up toward the smooth, dripping neck. David breathed out. From the hand, Jeremy felt warmth. But it was David who flushed...with heat. He sighed and the heat spread from his mouth to Jeremy's left nipple. Rivulets dripped from the body. Bubbles of water formed on Jeremy's fine, tanned boy skin. David found himself a bit uncomfortable but he saw Jeremy shivering and heard teeth chattering. As Jeremy coughed, David took himself and pulled Jeremy together. He put his head in Jeremy's chest...and the boy stood much taller than he. He turned his head and sighed out hot breath to dry up Jeremy's left nipple some more, then turned to repeat the performance on the hard right nipple area. David's eyes drew dreamy and he almost lost himself in the drying of this heavenly blond boy. He almost sank downward, his head sliding against damp boy skin...inside.... David felt his ear to Jeremy's skin and felt coldness. "Inside..." Even though Jeremy was taller, David lifted himself up and used a hand up Jeremy's back to conduct his head to his own lips and he sucked the water out, locking lips. Jeremy's eyes widened but David let the lock go and spit out some water. David looked back at Jeremy, "You okay now?" Jeremy's eyes transfixed David's and Jeremy put his mouth back on David's and kissed him, deeply, locking again. Jeremy held it for a long, long time, to David it seemed like three minutes that Jeremy kissed him. He could feel Jeremy's unencompassed dick growing between them, even through his thin black shorts. Jeremy now put his arms around David as David's arms went limp but David soon put his arms back up Jeremy's bare and muscled back. The curly haired blond kissed him deeply, tongue finding tonsils. Wet tongues, once the kiss was broke, slid around each other's mouths, darting in and out of each other's mouths...wrapping their moist lips around each other's tongues... David just felt his way around, unsure of what he was doing. Sucking gently, moaning into each other's mouths. To David it was just orgasmic and soon his sex was up and running and he felt wet between his legs. David could taste some of the pool water still in Jeremy's mouth. Jeremy gasped, "That's for saving us..." He caught his breath. They heard coughing behind them and it was exaggerated. Jesse had already recovered--after nearly collapsing at the ladder, his legs half in and half out of the water---his upper straining all the tight muscles to come to a rest on the tiles--- but now, up and recovered, he faked a cough. He was still dripping wet though and slightly cold. "Hey, could use some help over here, too, you know..." David just blushed. "Come here, you big baby," Jeremy said and then saw Jesse's sad look. Jeremy moved to Jesse and hugged him, "You okay?" Jeremy kissed him deeper than he expected himself too, but when he was done, Jesse gasped. "Yeah okay," then Jesse looked at David after breaking off the kiss, " Yeah, what happened?" David averted his eyes from Jesse and Jeremy's lusty hard ons. "I dunno. I saw the pool...it...it was alive. Alive with waves...I think someone caused it..." "How?" Jesse asked, "Some kind of...hey, you...you stopped it." "Yeah," David blushed some more and looked away. Jesse came over to him and put a hand on his chin and made David look at his face, "Thanks. You...you really are a wizard..." "Yes," David smiled and looked down, to stare inadvertently, at Jesse's dick, which seemed to be reaching up to him for attention. "And...I think there was someone here...that kid of the caretaker...he was here when I got here." "I thought I felt someone watching us," Jeremy said. "And we gave him an eyeful," Jesse added. "He looked kind of...I don't know...disturbed when I got here. Didn't say a word. He was just watching you as you two were..." "About to drown?" Jesse asked, trying to get water out of his left ear by shaking his head to the left. "Yeah." "C'm'ere," Jeremy said, "You look cold..." Jesse stood there and shivered anyway, "I thought I was hot..." Jeremy nodded, "Always..." he nodded for David to move over to Jesse. "You're still cold, too," David said. Jeremy winked at him. David moved to Jesse and began to breath on his neck, Jeremy moving up behind him. Jeremy removed David's button down shirt as David reached for Jesse, stopping only to allow Jeremy to remove the shirt. Jesse looked at his neck, "David, that's amazing...where you breathed, I'm dry..." David nuzzled Jesse's neck and breathed in his left ear. David bit it slightly and sucked all the water out and spit it out. He then breathed on Jesse's chest, which before the breath, was dripping from nipples, pecs, and in between. "David, where...where does your powers come from?" David looked at behind him, Jeremy lifted David's shirt and where the shirt tail, Jeremy's knuckles or the hard buttons touched, his skin tingled. "Not from the devil, if that's what you're thinking..." Jeremy lifted David's shirt over David's head and tossed it to a chair, "Oh good...that wouldn't do at all..." He put his lips to between David's back. He loved beauty marks and this kid had them all over his back. The long red hair dropped down behind so Jeremy sniffed it, got his nose under it, and licked. David dropped his head down Jesse's chest and began to dry all the water there, licking, breathing, sucking. Jesse threw his head back, "Dave...Davi...do Jeremy, now...I'm okay..." David turned in Jesse's grip, getting out of Jeremy's and he plunged his body into Jeremy's hard core. "I don't know ...I don't know where they come from. I suspect the white light..." Jeremy felt David suck the water bubbles from his goose bumped skin. "I guess you mean like God. That's good." David sucked Jeremy's right nipple while behind him, Jesse hugged and rubbed and thrust his dick up David's shorts. "This won't do..." Jesse removed David's shorts slowly, and, at first, David inadvertently put his hands there for Jeremy to stop. "Dave, you want me to stop?" "NO!" David snapped and Jesse laughed and pulled the shorts all the way down, then looked at the underwear, "Silly boy, haven't I taught you nothing?" Jesse smiled, "Never, ever wear underwear..." Jesse removed the underwear, and with the shorts, David stepped out of them for him. Jesse was eye to David's ass so he just put his face in the crack there and began to tongue the crack, opening it with his forceful thrusting tongue. "Ohhhhhh!" Jeremy administered to David's front as David did the same to his. He hugged him closer as Jesse worked on David from behind, tonguing his ass fully. David felt thrust into Jeremy by Jesse and his ass, invaded, felt great. It puckered as Jesse put his ample tongue. David's dick unfurled and rose up against Jeremy's lower belly and beyond to the navel. Pre cum trailed and slimed Jeremy's hairless boy belly. Jeremy's own dick, still dripping with pool water, sworded itself into David's mid stomach and found a deep-set belly button which, once set in, also popped out. Jeremy noticed a lot of beauty marks on David's body and this turned him even more. Soon, his own pre cum mixed with the pool water, which. Both dripped together on David's body; other water from Jeremy's arms and legs washed off him onto David's sweating, now slick body. David's stomach was rather wide spread across his bones, making it look neither muscled nor chubby, somewhere in between but to the boys it was hot all the same. David was rather lean for his size and it helped that his six...or rather eight pack...was spread tight. He had a red patch of pubic hair as well... When Jesse was done licking out David's ass, he withdrew the tongue and licked up and down the crack, making David waggle a bit, shake a bit. Jesse's hands gripped David's thick legs tighter and he held on as he licked up the spine ... "Mmmmmmm..." Using his hands to grip David's legs and then upward, Jesse started to move his whole body upward but then had an idea. As David and Jeremy mingled front to front and kissed, Jesse began to lick downward again, covering old territory, which made David tingle with excitement. But it was what Jesse did next that really had David going. Jesse, when he reached the bottom of David, literally, took both hands and gripped David's balls and rubbed. He then moved his hands from there to David's dick and took the pre cum-dripping dick into his mouth and sucked David from behind. This jerking motion, new to the Collinwood rich boy, made him cum fast...and into Jesse's thick lips and deeper â€"into his mouth. Jeremy felt his own dick crash against David's hard belly and he felt, with dick, David's six pack and the grip of it made his dick shoot. He maneuvered it up since it was like a sword perpendicular to David's upper belly, between navel and the start of the chest. The cum shots fired up like a rocket, hitting the bottom of David's chin, leaking and dropping off it from there, smothering his entire jaw with volley two and three, then with volley four rocketing up over David's left shoulder, missing skin entirely. The fifth crash landed on David's right shoulder as Jeremy shook his body from side to side! They all moaned in delight. Jesse took to administering to himself but knew it wouldn't be long before Jeremy finished him off. He said what he said next anyway, "Hey, watta bout me? " He had to say it while wiping his arm across cum covered, soaked lips. Jeremy smiled and kneeled down as David, still in throes of body shivering ecstasy, had his eyes shut and was in something like a sitting position, bent and holding his dick as it shot back again and again, even after Jesse took his mouth away. "Stay right there," Jeremy smiled, "Ya big baby." "HEY!" Jesse said as Jeremy literally laid on him, forcing his lover's shoulders back. He put him down on the hard concrete, hot against their wet backs and that made Jesse grow a thick erection. The mix of cold water, sweat, and hot concrete against his back and skin...and Jeremy felt it too as he slid his hands behind Jesse's back to rub. He rubbed and then moved his hands over Jesse's hips, stomach and chest, bit with lips over teeth---bit Jesse's nipples, side to side, twice! Jesse, with great sexual power, lifted his hips off the ground, Jeremy on top him, and thrust up and moaned all at one time! Jeremy's hands found Jesse' s dick and both gripped around it. He rode him that way, Jesse putting his arms around Jeremy's back and shoulder blades, holding him as they rode! "OH MAN!" Jeremy lay on the raft in the calm waters. The sun shone brightly through the glass roof. "This is the life." Jesse laid his head on Jeremy's belly, his mouth dripping, his eyes closed. His lower body mixed with Jeremy's on the left side, but at the belly, he bent his body horizontally so his head could rest on Jeremy's flat, yet washboard stomach. He had fallen asleep with his head turned toward Jeremy's penis, he let it cum out of his mouth and go a bit more flaccid, it too dripping and mingling with Jesse's drool. Jesse snored a bit. David lay next to Jeremy on the raft and had his own head propped on his hands, both arms folded so that his hands could be his own pillow and he could talk to Jeremy and watch him at the same time. Jeremy looked David's way. David swallowed, unsure of conversation after what the three of them just did. "He asleep?" He said it at the same time Jeremy asked, "This is all so new to you, isn't it?" "Yes," they both said to both questions. Looking at Jeremy's sort of innocent beauty, David couldn't help but feel his cum percolating again. Inside. "So who's he? The guy you mentioned before?" Silence. "You know the one," Jeremy looked at David, his dimples showing in the smile, gleaming white teeth. "The one you'd rather be doing this stuff with?" "Oh, it's the guy I told you about. The guy who owns the hotel now," David blushed and looked away. Jeremy took David's head and pulled it back gently. "David, you can tell him. See his reaction. Slowly, tell him. If he's not adverse to it..." "Jeremy, you're from the future," David shrugged. "It must be brilliant to be able to...I dunno..." "You can come closer," Jeremy said and nodded for David to get closer, " And touch..." David came over to Jeremy and slid his body so that they touched shoulder to shoulder. David put his left hand under Jeremy's muscular back and his right hand over Jeremy's chest. He put his head to Jeremy's head, cheek to cheek. Jeremy snuggled closer to him, "That's better..." he shut his eyes. Jeremy smiled in the sun, "This is nice. I know it can't be easy, kid but..." "Let's talk about it later. I guess." They laid in silence for a few more minutes. Then just as Jeremy was ready to fall into a deep sleep like the snoring Jesse, and his thoughts filled with the Doctor...even pictures he had seen in the data banks of the past regenerations of the Doctor...long scarves, celery, red umbrella handles, cat badges, flutes, recorders or whathaveyou...David gently formed a question of his own. "So what's he like?" "Who?" "The Doctor?" "Who?" "The friend of your's you're so anxious to find again." David didn't sound sarcastic or pedantic. He really wanted to know. "I mean if it weren't for me and my family, you two would be out of...out of money and food, no place to stay...homeless basically." Jeremy laughed, "Well, we didn't exactly plan it that way." "I know but you are. I mean I suppose you could both get jobs...but how would you find the ...the Doctor, is it? Is that his name?" Jeremy thought before answering. "I don't really know his name, really. I mean sometimes he has people call him by this nickname, Theta..." "That's a gay name," David laughed. David looked at him, bending his head up a bit to face Jeremy. "Back to answering the question. He must be real special for you two to just try something so dangerous and land you in such an unsure spot, just to get back to him...?" Jeremy smiled and looked into David's deep browns. "He is." "So tell me about why he is." "Ahh. The Doctor. The Doctor's...well, just about everything to us really." He stared at David's eyes, "He's a large bite of an angel, he is. And..." he looked up at the sun, the glass blocking the really dangerous rays, "... and I s'pose, a bit of a devil, too, you know?" David, listening, shook his head positive. "The Doctor's everything really. He's a magician, but really a scientist and he knows so much...but not as much as everything there is to know cause he says if he knew that what would be the point, right? He's an alien with two hearts, a strange respiratory bypass system which means he can breath in a vacuum for a bit...his skin looks like ours but it can also withstand a lot more, extremes of cold and heat...it feels so soft and smooth but its tough. He's sorta a geek too but mean and tough when he needs to be. Sometimes, I'd swear he was so cold and alien, he's from outer space and inner time or something, but he's so distant at times but yet again, he's the most human of all of us sometimes other than those times. I don't think that makes any sense, does it?" Entranced, David barely whispered, "No, it does, go on..." "...I believe the Doctor's a bit of a necromancer...bringing to life those who could escape time's grip, allaying time tracks for those who can't, a bit of a shaman and yet, while he's a scientist, I think he's probably the most spiritual man I know...the most human, the most strange, he has, right now, brown hair, light, so light I think it might have been blond at one time. He's got this twinkle in his deep brown eyes...light shade of brown sometimes when the sun hits it just right...and when he smiled, this twinkle in his eyes...it just hits me right here," Jeremy took his fist and put the thumb and forefinger end to his heart. A God or God. He's the shadows in the darkness, he's the dream of peace you wish you'd have every night, he's the bringer of death and the restorer of life, the nightmare you know if you have again, will stop your heart, and he's the laugh of a baby and the anguish of growing old but an old person's last breath, the bright light moments set aside, he's the tingle you get when you go down a dark alley or turn a corner where you don't know what's on the other side, the rush of breath you get on a roller coaster ride, the settling sand after something hits the bottom of the sea, he's the... the...dark shark in the ocean that you don't see until it's right on top of you...he can allay your fears quickly in the face of universe and multiverse cracking doom or bring you discomfort in your own warm bed and your summertime backyard, despite the sweet smell of barbeque that might also be him...he smells sooooo gooodddd...." Jeremy tilted his head, thinking, "He...is...a kind of priest in a way...angel, devil, morning fog, a shaman, soothsayer, necromancer of time, and yet he'd argue that he's none of those things but he's really all of them..." Jeremy looked at David and the tingles just that look gave David made him realize. "I can tell why...I'd go after him, too. Just from what you've said right there, he's worth all this, isn't he." "Yeah, he is," Jeremy said, "And if nothing else..." Jeremy took his left hand from his own side and put it on Jesse's head, "I always have this one..." Jesse let loose a loud T Rex of a snore. David and Jeremy both laughed. With his right hand Jeremy rubbed David's far shoulder. "Tell me about this Victoria Winters." "Her name is Victoria, I cannot take care of her." "Huh?" "Just something I once said. I used to think she was related to our family somehow, you know, by blood. Had the same bad luck. Anyway, she ...she...well, she was nice. I gave her such a hard time...it's going to be hard to believe..." Jeremy looked down at his own dick, which was hard. "Not really...it's usually hard..." "I'll say but I was going to say, I wasn't always the nice, accommodating cute little fella I am now. I was a bit...disturbed..." Jeremy rubbed David's shoulder up to his neck and then past his cheek to his fine hair. "Now that is hard to believe." "I tested her...ahh, a lot. I told her I hated her. I didn't really. I tried to kill my father by doing something to his car. I knew Vicky was trapped at the old house..." "Ahh, yeah, the old house..." "Carolyn's always saying it seems to her that it's bigger on the inside than the outside..." "Really," Jeremy said, "Now that is interesting." "Why?" "Because the Doctor's time ship, the TARDIS, is bigger on the inside than the outside." David blinked. "Don't be silly." "Really." "Really?" "And the house has been there a long time?" "OH, a very long time." David stared at the skylight, "But if...if it's a time machine, I suppose it could have arrived a long, long time ago." "And made itself to look like the Old House. And Vicky doesn't seem...well, like she's from another time? Troy for instance." David looked directly at Jeremy, "Troy? Ancient Troy?" "Yeah, well one of them really. I heard the Doctor say that there were more than one throughout the past," Jeremy said, "When she vanished..." "Oh, she came back once. Or so we thought. She scared Mrs. Johnson to death... literally. Shrank Aunt Elizabeth to the size of a doll, put her in a model version of her own mausoleum and made my father smash it, killing her! In fact, almost all of us were killed in some way..." "Time Lords?" "What?" "Nothing. For a family that's died, you all seem viral and alive. Especially you and that Quentin." "It wasn't Vicky. It was a Leviathan. Closest I can figure, it killed Vicky in the past, framed her husband for murder, or something like that. She was hung when she showed up alive...as a witch...again...then she came her but it wasn' t her, it was some kind of thing that...Barnabus explained were like Old Ones or Great Ones or ancient kind of gods that were from some dimension. She was real creepy as a monster because the real Victoria Winters was so nice to all of us. It made us all trust her and that killed all of us." "How did you...defeat it from beyond the grave?" "The real Vicky showed up and with help from Cassandra...really the witch Angelique...and the ghosts of Josette and Sarah Collins defeated it with some talisman from the past..." "Wow," Jeremy said. "If I haven't been through some similar things, I'd never believe that story." David laughed, "Me, too. Or me neither or something." "And what happened to her, Vicky Winters, I mean. She's not here now so where did she go?" "Nearest I can figure or remember, she returned to the past, the year 1797 I think, to live with her husband. I think his name was Peter...but he had two names, cause, well, he was reincarnated..." "Whoa. This place is strange. Anyhow, better get some sleep. That party's soon and we have to go." "Doubt I can sleep." "Oh, Jesse's snoring." "Not that. All this. My so called gay life." "Don't sweat it. Just take it one day at a time." "Don't know what that means. And if you guys leave me, if you find the Doctor and go... there'll be no one to really guide me." Jeremy thought about this. David laid his head down on Jeremy's bare and warm side, feeling ribs. Jeremy didn't want to answer that quickly. They both fell asleep. From outside the pool house, a woman in white with short blond hair was watching, her hand around the 15 year old Dee, her nails digging into his shoulder slightly. "Go home. I'll get them sooner or later." Later, summer heat and warmth changed as clouds rolled into Collinwood's area. A light summer rain came down. The house has an almost purplish glow to it, reflecting on the hard marble and upper tiles. Inside the main house, in their room with the doors closed, Jeremy and Jesse were naked, as usual. Jesse hadn't seen a TV in most of the house but he found one in a small corner of their room and turned it on. As he flipped past channels 2,4, 7, and 11, he noticed something. "Quaint. An antenna. How the people before the cable era ever got on without cable and satellite television is beyond me. Look at this. Four channels, if you're lucky and the reception sucks." He settled on channel 7. An announcer came on, "And now Edge of Night!" A spotlight from a lighthouse spiraled around and around. Jesse shut the TV. "Phew, not even a remote." "Oh lazy ass, shut it off manually," Jeremy said. "The Doctor's always saying that..." he trailed off his voice as his thoughts of the Doctor came to the forefront again. "Don't start. We'll find him." "You don't doubt if for a second, do you?" Jeremy smiled and picked up a hanger with a suit on it, "You shouldn't either." "I'm not as optimistic as you are. I mean look at these suits." They had suits on hangers in their hands and were examining them. "These are a bit... formal." Jesse blinked. "I know but they'll do. Seems the guests will be in formal wear also. Mrs. Stoddard wants to tell us all a few things. The real reason she must be having this party." Jeremy put his hanger on the hook on the main door; Jesse put his on the door to the bathroom. Jesse approached him and pulled him to his own body. "Oh no, Jess, we'll be late if..." Jesse pushed his body into Jeremy's...slowly. Slowly, he grew between them. " Don't care..." "But we have to see all those guests and see if they're the Doctor..." Jesse's dick grew up Jeremy's belly. "Don't care..." "But if we see how they arrive, it'll give us a clue..." Jesse moved Jeremy gently toward the bed, "Don't care..." His slick, shining dick head slipped up to Jeremy's belly button. Whispered. "Oh no?" Whispered back, "No..." Jeremy was soon on his back, "No, I'm not gonna let you do that!" If anyone was watching, and didn't know the pair, they would have assumed the two were having a real, knock down drag out fight. Jeremy pushed off his back and wrestled Jesse around the bed. "I mean it!" "Whatcha gonna do, man! Huh!" Jesse defied. "Huh, watcha gonna do, man! Nothing, that's what!" It became a wrestling match. Jesse put his strong legs around Jeremy's torso but Jeremy made some wrestling moves and once again got his body out from underneath Jesse and put his own right leg between Jesse's legs and straddled him, turned him, and rough housed him, holding his shoulders and then putting his arms under Jesse's so as to hold his lover in a pin hold. Jesse's face was against Jeremy's chest. Soon, Jesse fought back and laughed a bit but as they wrestled, roughly, they fell off the right side of the bed, the bed sheets and other covering wrapped around their bodies, even as they were wrapped around each other, and holding them from hitting the wooden floor too hard. And they would have. On the floor, Jesse moved up on all fours but Jeremy quickly snatched out an arm and sent Jesse tumbling to the floor face first. Jeremy moved to top him, front to Jesse's back. "You...! You good at wrestling too!" "You shoulda known that, fucker! Now you feel my dick in you!" Jeremy laughed. As he pounded Jesse down and started to put his dick in Jesse's asshole, Jesse wiggled and moved his legs out from under Jeremy and the wrestling match began anew. Downstairs, in the main foyer, Mrs. Johnson was dusting the statues and old shipping models on the cabinets and breakfronts. The chandelier shook as someone pounded onto the floor. Really as the boys were wrestling, roughhousing, and having sex, all at once. Mrs. Johnson looked up at the chandelier, quizzically. As they wrestling, they could feel each other's arms, biceps, triceps, forearms, hot sweaty muscles. Every inch of their bodies strained against each other's. Their penises, growing, slapped against each other's. Also, their dicks hit each other's hard abs, slobbering pre cum and the beginnings of cum held back but just barely slipping out a bit over mounds of washboard abs. Jesse yelled, "I can take ya!" He did this as he rolled Jeremy onto his back and put a wrestling hold on him from front, front to front. They were locked chest to chest, face to face, Jesse buried his head into Jeremy's shoulder and moved down to his neck, then up again to his face. He smacked their faces together, pressed lips together, and roughly kissed into Jeremy's mouth. Jeremy followed suit but as he did, he flipped Jesse off him. He was soon, on top Jesse and put Jesse's arms under his knees so Jesse couldn't move. " Strong bastard!" "Shut up and take it like man!" Jeremy snapped. Jeremy moved his arms under Jesse's knees and thrust Jesse's torso up that way. He put his own torso under Jesse and his sprouting, huge dick into Jesse's throbbing, red asshole. Jesse squeezed his cheeks together in defiance. Jesse struggled as Jeremy lifted him and pounded his dick into his asshole over and over and over, slapping it with his own legs as he did so. Jesse threatened to almost tip them over as Jeremy fucked his ass. "No, no, no, no," Jesse gasped over and over. "Shut up!" "Ng!" "Urgh!! Ahh!" "Yeh!" Shlm! "Gulp!" "Ah! Ahhh!" Glug! Splut! S-I-I! "Agh!!" "Nnf! "Nhhh-H!" Breath of relief: "Uh..." "M-man-h..." "N-n-no...!!!!" "Ohh-Ngh!" "HHHHH!" "Urgh!" "Suck it man!" Gurgle! "Needin' the...ow!" "Huhh-h!" "N-euhhh..." Suddenly, Jeremy meekly : "Can you do me?" Jesse: "Sure, I'll do ya!" Slurp! "Uh-h!" "Nguhhhhgaaa!" "Uh! I-I never...." "Yeah, ya hafff!" "Hng!" "M-man!!!" Licking sounds. "MMMMM...boy taste!" "I love nipples!!!" "And the nipples just love you and your's!" Flat tummy! Hands on firm back. Fingers in pert tail. "G-GNNFHH!" "Uhhh! Oh yeah, in me, baby!" "Jeeezzz! Geez--uhhhh-uaah" "GLGH!" Grunt! Grunt! Grunts!!! "Taaaeasy!" He meant to say "fuck easy or fuck easier" but... "Fuck "easy!" "Yeah, fuck easy!" "Naw, fuck dat! Take that!!!!" "ANGH!" "GGH!" SHLM!! "EEGH! UHNGHH! AH--- Huhg!" "Open up boy, give in! You love it!" "MPF!" "AHH!!!?" "MM!" "HLM!" Shlp! "G-OHhhhh!" "Agh! OGH!" "G-GHH!!" "HN-HHH!" "Ah! UH! HNG! AH-NF!" "Pump that juice!!!!!" "Aieeh-Hahh!!" Gurgle! "Ugh! Hot quim!" "HN!" "Hugh-H!!!" "You hot little fuck slut!" "GG-ARH!!" "AA-HN---GG!!" "EE--GH!!" Shl!!!!! "MPF!" Glug! "GGH!" Splut! "UNGH!" "Agh! Yes--s!" "Gr-NNG!" "EEH! UHH!" "G-AGH!!" "HNG!??!" "Oh ...man! YEAH! This is it! It's fuckin out! Look!" "Ahhh, yeah watch it! C'mon! UNH! UNH! UNH!" "UMMMMMMMM...." Glorp! Slosh! Swallow! "This is it! Umph!" "AAAHHH!" "UUHH! GAD!" "Hmmph! MMMM!" "Yeah shoot dat cum all ovah me!" Mo-oooan! Heavy breathing. Easing off breathing. Jeremy rolled off Jesse and laid on his back on the rug. Both breathing subsides to a slower, but shallow breathing. Eventually, they will ease back into regular breathing. "How much cum can a guy emit or take on?" Jesse asked. Jeremy gasped and put his hand on his own chest and one on Jesse's chest, Jesse being by his side. He put his right leg over Jesse's left. "Now, we are gonna be late." Jesse gasped, "There's only way to make a dull, boring, stuffy, overdressed party palatable..." Jeremy gasped, "Yeah, what, what's that?" "Have some exciting rough sex just before you have to leave for it!" They both laughed. "Don't' fall asleep. We have to shower..." Jesse smiled, "Yeah!" "Separately or we'll never get out of here!" "Damn!" Jesse said as Jeremy rushed to the bathroom. He slammed the door on him. As Jeremy showered, Jesse lay on the bed. He felt very fortunate to have Jeremy as his lover and friend. He couldn't help but wonder, though, about the Doctor. Where was he? Was he alive? Was he himself? Or someone else? He heard a haunting sound. It was music, both creepy and nice. It was haunting. He thought he could imagine someone, possibly that Quentin singing along with it. It sounded like harpsichord music. It was coming from an old turntable gramophone. Jesse seemed to fall asleep. In his mind, he heard the music, louder, sadder, faster, and then slower than before. Quentin was there, in a cobwebbed room. Playing this 1870s gramophone. Shadows of the night... Jesse saw in his mind's eye: the Doctor emerging from smoke. The body of the Doctor, seen only in outline, changing...strange forms on his body...taller, tentacles, not even human... Falling silently Echo of the past... Quentin was there, a strange clown puppet on his left hand. He took it off. It was hairy...like a wolf's paw Calling you to me Jesse could see himself getting up and leaving the bed. He put on a nightgown, almost girlish in design...a flowing white, silk see-through thing, in a trance, walking out of the room to the shut up East Wing... Haunting memory... Jesse opened a door to see two ghosts, the female blond vanishing suddenly. The other, Quentin, eyes staring, unblinking, zombie like. Focusing only on Jesse as the ghost turned...toward him... Veiled in misty glow "Doctor!!!!" Phantom melody... The gramophone playing loudly, the same haunting melody. Quentin's ghost zombie smiling...not warm but cold... Playing soft and low In this world that we know now "Jesse, I'm the Doctor. Me, a werewolf, zombie, vampire, never aging monster ...a ghost...I'm dead. Jesse, I'm dead." Life is here, then gone Jesse saw the Doctor, his Doctor falling, falling, in a battle with a strange man that looked like Giles from BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER. Mister Finch, Brother Larza fighting inside the TARDIS console room, the room that looked like coral...green and red, the doors opening, both Finch and the Doctor falling out into outer space... But somewhere in the afterglow A huge series of suns exploding around Finch and the Doctor's rag doll like figures as they fell through outer space...Jesse screaming...no sound coming out of his mouth... Love lives on and on The Doctor hugging both Jesse and Jeremy...Quentin smiling... Dreams of long ago... Running across a green grass lawn in the darkness, illuminated by only intermittent flashes of lightning, in his silly girlie night gown, Jesse looked back at the house of Collinwood, the house of dark shadows, a big man in a green sweater chasing him, a wolf spreading its legs as it ran to catch up with him... Meet in rendezvous Jesse ran right into a giant bat which unfolded wings and hung upside-down, now righted itself and took him into its embrace...he couldn't move... Shadows of the night... Calling me to you The sound of the sonic screwdriver...the bat releasing Jesse, who fell to wet grass, lightning and thunder stirring up harsher now... "Doctor!" "You're free, Jesse, you're free..." Calling me to you Jesse saw hundreds of good looking, strangely dressed men around him. One had a long scarf. Another wore a stick of celery on his lapel. Another had a multi colored jacket. One blond was young looking and nude. Another looked like Archie Bunker. Jesse knew these were the Doctor. The haunting theme ended when the Doctors parted and from a smoky blasted area of the forest...lightning had hit a tree from behind them...fog and lightning fathered smoke mixing to unveil...Quentin... "No, you can't be the Doctor! You can't be him! Not you! I hate you!" "I love you, Jesse, for I am the Doctor!" "NOOOOO!" In the Drawing Room, there were only two figures. Elizabeth Collins Stoddard pulled the record off the gramophone. "Quentin! This is supposed to be a party, not a funeral gathering." Quentin raised a glass of some alcohol, "Isn't it the same thing in this family?" "Quentin, I'll have you know the guests are arriving even now. I won't have you deadening the festivities." "Elizabeth, my dear," Quentin rose and moved to the piano, "I shall not upset you further." "Thank you, Quentin. And..." her mood softened. "And, is there something wrong?" Like will I turn into a raging animal, aging and raging and become a wolf man now that the painting is not in my possession? He wanted to say that. Even now Willie and Julia, their hands both full with contending with the vampire curse that was back on Barnabus, were hunting for the missing portrait. Collinwood, indeed, Collinsport, couldn't hope to deal with both a vampire and a werewolf outbreak like they had in 1968...it was just too much. He seemed to recall that the Leviathans were also eager to get their hands on the portrait. But so many enemies had wanted it. Garth Blackwood, evil demonic master of Darthmore prison from the past... Quentin fake-smiled at Elizabeth who moved to open the drawing room doors... Jeremy shook Jesse awake. "Wake up! Man, wake up!" "What?" Jesse jumped up. "You! Doctor!" "No, Jess, I wish. It's just me." Jesse jumped to the end of the bed. He looked up at Jeremy. Jeremy was dripping wet, not even a towel around him to cover him. He looked so delicious to Jesse. Jesse shook his head, "I must have had a dream...a nightmare..." He jumped up and wrapped his arms around Jeremy. He put his head on his shoulder and behind him, shutting his eyes. "Jeremy, I'm so glad it's you. I'm so glad I have you..." Jeremy swallowed, "Me, too. And you always will. If I have anything to say about it. I'll never leave you." "I dreamt...I dreamt of Quentin. In my dream..." Jesse held Jeremy tighter. "You don't have to tell me if you don't want to." Jesse parted from Jeremy but left his hands in Jeremy's. He tugged him, "I dreamt he was the Doctor..." Jeremy nodded, "I don't think so. I think...well, it's a possibility. We have to be open to any possibility..." "You're not open to the one that we may never find the Doctor." "But that one," Jeremy winked, "Now can I get dressed and can you get your sweet, hot..." He smacked Jesse's left butt cheek with his open palm, "...ass in the shower...?" Jesse laughed and moved toward the bathroom a bit. He looked back at the bed. "I guess..." "Jess, it was just a dream...or maybe someone wants us to think the Doctor and Quentin are one and the same..." "Yeah." Jesse nodded and put a hand to the back of his head. "I kinda hate this house. I'll be glad when we're out of it." As Jesse went into the shower and Jeremy heard it go on, Jeremy thought just the opposite. David was kind enough to house them while they looked for the Doctor. It had its own pleasant charm. Big sprawling gothic mansion overlooking a one hundred foot drop off a cliff. Dreary and yet open and refreshing in its hauntings. Still, he realized he didn't want to spend the rest of his life in this house, this town or this predicament. He began to dress. " Underwear or no underwear?" It was about five forty five pm, when the two descended the steps to the drawing room. They heard the sounds of many people and could trace it to the drawing room. Not unlike Rodney Dangerfield, Jesse tugged at the collar of his suit which irritated his neck as it chafed, "I feel like bleeding, bloody, blond, and Americanized James Bond." Carolyn, dressed in a formal skirt, opened the doors more fully, "Oh, come on in, you two, this house isn't all doom and gloom you know..." As they stepped inside, Jeremy took in the sheer numbers of guests and didn' t look at Jesse as he said, "Don't be surprised of the real James bond is here. I mean...well, everyone else is..." Jeremy spread out his arms to take in the whole room... Inside and in various stages of mingling were over fifty people... At the party were David Bruce Banner (age 42) and his wife. The wife looked a great deal like Angelique. John Drake, a former secret agent, aged 48, he had escaped some time ago from a penal colony called the Village. Richard Kimble now 45 and his wife Jean Carlise, age 38. They had several kids they were running around looking after. The man seemed to be turning gray but he seemed guarded but happy. He had been on the run for about five and a half years as a fugitive, falsely convicted for the murder of his wife. Also there was the heavy set, Timothy Elliot Stokes, 49. Maggie Evans, a petite, brunette, smiling but also guarded about this house and her age---31--- and with her new husband, Joe Haskell, age 35. There were also some older people there. 54 year old Alexander O'Connell, son of the couple that destroyed the Mummy. There was an FBI agent, Frank Black, aged 29. Serious faced, po faced even. And a very, tall, Doctor-esque woman would turn out to be Penelope Halliwell age 47 and holding a baby of 8 months, named Phoebe. Burke Devlin was also there, a good looking but older man, possibly in his early 60s. A younger man was at his side--- stockbroker Daryl Devlin, a British cousin of Burke's. Daryl had angular sloping shoulders, curly long hair, and sharp nose but chiseled chin, not fat but not skinny either. He was most handsome and wearing a sharp brown suit and tie. They would later find out more about Carl Kolchak, age 54, than they cared to know. Born in NY, NY to Janos and Fanny, his real name is Karel Michail Kolchak born Oct 31, 1922. Janos is the same name as the vampire that Carl killed in 1971. Carl was looking for a vampire here. They also met Jonathan age 46 and Jennifer Hart age 38 here with their dog Freeway. Max, their Man Friday was at their side. Max seemed to be one of the oldest in the room at age 68. Jesse gasped, and quietly whispered, "Any one of them might be the Doctor." TBC...