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Subject: DOCTOR WHO, JESSE AND JEREMY 92 The following URL is a community for NEVER BACK DOWN, which had Jake Tyler, Ryan McCarthy, Baja, and Charlie Tyler in it. http://community.livejournal/nvrbackdown/ “And now Adam Rickitt is the Doctor in…” DOCTOR WHO, JESSE AND JEREMY 92 Eventually, when the first rays of sunlight came up, and the children were mostly asleep, Lucinda snuck away to go talk to the Doctor. The Doctor had his telescope again and was looking across the desert. “Oh, only 12. That’s a bit disappointing. If not boring.” He saw 12 Daleks coming across the desert. “Sink plungers, egg beaters and all.” He let the scope pan over each one. “Oh, how nice, all the colors of the rainbow. Silver. Tan. Standard gray. Black. White. Red. Oh my. Gold. All six feet tall. Must be ones with forcefields. How not nice. Green. Blue. Cor.” He moved the scope, “More? Movement over here. That’s…oh dear.” Skinless humanoids, over 6 feet tall, the lead one and two others seven feet tall. Wearing mantles of bone for face masks and clasps for red capes. Red pants. Red robes. “Bad teeth still? My my, they should see a dentist, not just a doctor.” He noticed the whips and swords. “Male this time. And 20. That’s more of a challenge.” He shifted back and forth, “12 Daleks. 20 Sycorax. Ahhh, it evens out.” He looked again and saw the Sycorax chanting to impress themselves, to drive themselves into a frenzy of confidence. “Same as ever.” He rolled his eyes, which made them hurt as one was still looking through the scope. He moved the scope further back, “Oh what’s that? Now we’re really in trouble.” He viewed ten Sontarans, “Maybe shorter than the other two groups but huh, four feet of quick death. That’s what I call a real challenge. We are in for it. I don’t know if everyone’s gonna make it out alive. Everyone lives is going to be a tall order this time. I’m not even sure if anyone will live…” “Doctor,” Lucinda asked, putting her hand on his bare shoulder, “Oooo.” “Yes, mame?” “I didn’t want to sneak up on you,” she said. “Very few can, these days. What’s on your mind, fine lady?” “Such a gentleman,” she smiled, “Doctor, is it safe up here? Are we safe up here?” “Ohh, we’re safe…up here.” The Doctor watched the three groups, moving the scope back and forth. What he didn’t realize was that Asa followed Lucinda and was even now, from afar, aiming a revolver at his head! Asa was sweating as he aimed, aware the Doctor was the only one who knew what was going on and who could get them back home, to Earth. The Doctor murmured to himself as he watched one Dalek in particular. “That’s a good boy, roll over that stone and sand just like momma never taught you. You can do it, go on. I have faith in ya.” He then looked at the Sycorax. “Oh, that red doesn’t go particularly well with the yellow sand, does it? My, my, my, what’s that dangling out from under your robe. Can’t you keep that think locked up, can’t you?” Lucinda tapped the Doctor’s sinewy shoulder again, admiring the veins that stood out on his tight, smooth flesh, “Doctor, what are you looking at?” The Doctor was focused on one Sontaran. “Oh, just a sack of sh…” “Doctor!” Lucinda had turned around, feeling the presence of Asa. She saw the gun pointed at the Doctor’s head. Asa moved closer. “Doctor!” If this were a TV show, far be it from that, the camera would zoom in on Lucinda’s face and then pan left to the Doctor’s face. His, unlike her’s, was calm. He had a wry smile on. He decided to drop it. He wished Asa would drop the gun. “Mister Buchanan, sir,” Lucinda took a step forward. In all her long time alive on Earth, she was used to men like Asa and used to bad situations like a having a gun pointed at her. THAT kind of danger she could understand. She moved sideways, putting herself between the gun and the Doctor. Asa tried to move the gun up but Lucinda was not a short woman. The Doctor’s head was blocked from him. “Miss Walsh…” “It’s actually hardly ever used anymore but I prefer to be known as Ms,” Lucinda forced a smile as he moved a few steps closer. “Get out of the way, then, Ms. Walsh,” Asa said lowly, putting emphasis on the Ms. as he found that most annoying. “Yes, I quite agree,” the Doctor added. “I know what I’m doing.” “Yes,” the Doctor put his hands under her elbows and gently lifted her up and put her to the side. He rubbed his hands together. “Oh, well, I never,” Lucinda had said as he she was lifted and moved. “Actually, I’m sure you probably have,” the Doctor murmured but she heard him. “I quite like your touch,” Lucinda smiled. “Thank you.” He handed her the telescope. “IF you two are done, I have a doctor to shoot,” Asa said. The Doctor moved closer and closer, without stopping. “Mr. Buchanan, I promised you,” he began in a friendly, sympathetic tone, “…I will get your family and you back home, to Earth.” “Stay away or I WILL shoot.” “No doubt,” the Doctor kept moving. Lucinda closed her eyes, then opened the right one to see what was going to happen. Asa asked, “What? Then, stop!” The Doctor didn’t. He kept his pace until he was right in front of Asa. “I’m the only one who can do it. If you kill me, you and your family and all the others will be stuck on this planet…my planet…” “You made a fool out of me!” The Doctor grabbed the gun and flung it off the train trestle. The gun landed in the gutter of a house, directly over its door. It would end up clogging the drain there and when the house was returned to Earth, which I hope would not be giving too much of our story away, a would be rapist/murderer, who had struck in that town before, would be try to enter a home for another conquest/victim. The drain would collapse as just the correct moment for the gun to dislodge, bounce on the cement walkway just before the door, shoot off and put a bullet through the head of the rapist/killer. He would die instantly, which is more than the kind of easy death he deserved to have. But that’s another story and probably WON’T be told at another time. “Oh, no, no, no, no, I didn’t make a fool out of you.” The Doctor put his face up close to the man. Lucinda thought it ludicrous, that the very round, let’s call it what it is—FAT�”and tall, almost giant block called Asa was almost cowering from the much less meaty Doctor. Not that the Doctor wasn’t a force to be reckoned with. He was tight bodied, lean, sported quite a great ten pack…or was it a twelve pack…and those dark eyes ..those lady killer browns set against the hanging in front strands of his blond hair…his very blond, very great hair…the outstanding pecs, the hard nipples, the veins in his shoulders and arms, bulging biceps, correctly proportioned legs, hard calves…yet against the large Asa, he looked…fantastic. She shook her head and forced herself to watch the current moment. “Cause you’re a fool, a successful business man like yourself…” “Stay away from me!” Asa put his hands out and made to choke the Doctor but the Doctor put his two forearms up and smacked Asa’s inner arms to move them out of his way. This made Asa give a shocked look and back away. The Doctor followed, “You’re no fool. You’re just scared and well you should be. Cause you love your family and your life on Earth. But you are, what you are is unconscious.” Asa snarled, spitting… “Lovely,” Lucinda said. Asa snarled, “What’s that supposed to mean?!” “It means you are ruled by your base fears, by your greed, your lust, your worry about the future of your life and your company and your family. It means you don’t live in the here and now, you don’t seize the current moment and live it, feel it. I posture that you aren’t very alive at all, living in the past and the future as you do from second to second. It means you are a man full of greed, selfishness, and desire. You are also a very big, big, big, bigot. And no one’s ever told you this before but maybe they should…it all makes you one big idiot. So I didn’t fool you, you fooled yourself, you jerk off! ” “I will…” “You will STAY AWAY from ME, do you understand, Mr. Buchcanan? Cause if you don’t…” he put his face into Asa’s again, “I might just change my mind, I might just send everyone else home, including your family…who’re very lovely by the way…how’d you get such a nice family, sir being such an unconscious idiot that you are? And if you cause any more trouble here for anyone…including your own family…I will leave you here and trust me, I don’t want you on MY PLANET, do you understand?” Asa nodded and backed off. The Doctor took his cowboy hat off, revealing little, but messed up hair. The Doctor put it on his own head. “EWL,” Lucinda remarked. “Now go join the others and keep quiet, and maybe, just maybe you will live, cause what’s coming…the things that will soon be here..paratively, they make you look like Ritchie Rich, Little Orphan Annie, and the angel Gabriel all rolled into one. And if you don’t shut your big fat stupid mouth I’ll let them have you and they’ll laugh at you even if you had that gun and they’ll just kill you. And I will watch, impassive, without a thought for your life.” Asa backed off, ran backward… “Wait, you forgot this,” he plopped it back onto Asa’s head. “Now get back there to the others before I decide to slap you silly, you stupid old man.” Asa blinked and moved to join the others. He vanished into them, sitting down, taking off his cowboy hat and wiping his brow. “I must get myself one of those one day,” the Doctor said, turning toward Lucinda, “I quite like cowboy hats…” “Will this do instead?” Lucinda was there before he could fully turn or realize it. She planted a great big kiss onto his lips. The Doctor went wide eyed and then thought, “What the hell? The danger always makes me feel…this way.” Putting his hand on her back and one on her arm, he dipped her body backwards, and kissed her back…hard. ADAM RICKITT JEREMY SUMPTER JESSE MCCARTNEY DOCTOR WHO, JEREMY, AND JESSE Chapter 92: APPROACH OF THE DALEKS Lucinda moved past Jeremy and Jesse. Jesse looked at Asa, who seemed to be hiding among his family members. “What was that all about?” “Oh nothing I couldn’t handle,” the Doctor put an arm around Jesse’s back. “With her help,” he nodded to Lucinda, who rejoined her family. Jesse smiled and looked closer into the Doctor’s face as the Doctor turned his head to stare at him, “You haven’t gone hetero, have you?” “Good God, no,” the Doctor said, “Just gave her a little fun pay back…” Jeremy shrugged as the Doctor took an arm and put it around Jeremy’s back, too. “Doctor, what’s happening here, really?” He handed the Doctor a list of all the people and the years they came from. “My, my, my. Lofty’s not good with numbers, is he? There’s more like 90 people here. Did you include Fred Figglehorn in this count? He told me he’s hiding in the bathtub of his mum’s house. I wonder if there are any more in the town, maybe hiding.” “Is this going to be harder than you thought?” Jeremy asked. “Like impossible?” Jesse asked. “Come on, over here,” the Doctor lead them to the opposite side of the train trestle. Liberty, Patrick, and Ryan watched them from the group outskirts. “This,” he held the list, “…is good work.” “Probably planning strategy,” Ryan nodded, unsure himself. The Doctor smiled and Jeremy thought he caught a slight lisp, “Come on, you two, both of you, sit down over here.” Their legs hung off the side. The Doctor was in the middle. He still had his arms around their backs, Jesse on his left, Jeremy on his right. “Near as I can tell, I landed here a long time ago. The monks in the monastery, they nursed me back to health, mental as well as physical. I’m not sure how, or who made it happen…for I think someone may be behind it all but I reverted back to my former self, the one before I met you both and now I’m even back further to this form, the one before that one. The monks somehow vanished…and in their place, my other selves’ Watchers came…” “We know all that,” Jesse stirred, “Tell us something we don’t know.” “Well, my dear boy, the monks were from my past, nay some of them I didn’t know. I knew maybe two of them. They were monks from the past of Gallifrey.” “It’s like the dinosaurs we encountered?” Jeremy asked. “That’s right, my dear chap,” the Doctor smiled and looked at him, almost touching his lips to the boy’s. “…the big ones were called Gargantosaurs. They’re from Gallifrey’s ancient far far far far far far far far far…” “Stop that!” Jeremy laughed. “Past…” the Doctor smiled, a twinkle in his eye. He turned to look at Jesse, nearly kissing the boy next to him. “The Old Time. Before even ancient times. And as for those tall ones, they were ancient Gallifreans…” “Time Lords?” Jesse asked. “No, no, I don’t think so,” the Doctor frowned, “But ancient Gallfreans before we, well, before they, before some of them…” he searched for words, “…before I…no, that’s not quite right. Didn’t do it alone, did I? Well, before there were Time Lords, there were Gallefreans. And some of them were quite savage. They were tall, pale skinned, mostly white haired and very scary.” “Then who were the hairy guys and the two who did us?” Jesse asked. “Well, on Earth, you don’t have one race, do you?” The Doctor stated more than asked. “We kinda do,” Jeremy reminded him. “Oh yeah, yes, of course,” the Doctor blinked, “How’d I forget that?” He looked straight ahead and out. “Well, you’ve had lots on your mind,” Jeremy put a hand on that magnificent chest, right in between the pecs. “Yes,” the Doctor smiled at him, “The tall ones, some were over 8 feet tall. Some worshipped a Great Mother, some called her the Matra, some called her Mother, some maybe called her…” he lowered his voice, “…the Pythia…they were all steeped in magic and sacrifice and blood.” “Yeah, I can believe that,” Jesse shrugged, “From what we saw of them.” “Good, old Rassilon changed all that. That was when our planet went from supernatural and magic to science and technology. But years after that, we had to abandon pure science and technology to save ourselves. Following?” Jesse and Jeremy both said, “No.” “You’ve read the TARDIS data banks!” “Not for nothing, Doc,” Jesse said, “But your planet’s a mess, timeline and all.” “Yes, well, we have had more than our share of histories,” the Doctor said, “The thing is the times you’ve experienced while here, even the landscapes, are all parts of different times from Gallifrey.” “Yes, that’s why the sky is changing color?” Jeremy asked. “Yes and no.” “What do you mean?” Jeremy wondered. “Well, is the sky on Earth always the same exact color? During a storm? During twilight? During night? During sun rise?” “No, but there are some radical changes in what we are seeing. Orange, then red, then blue, then clouds, then none,” Jeremy noted. “And those other things in the desert?” “Ancient gods of Gallifrey. From the universe before this one. Or maybe even from before that one.” “Yaah, and your horses and the tombs and your friendly bear creature. From one of your childhoods…” “Yes, well, time is mixed on this planet currently and I think someone’s behind that as well.” Jesse interjected, “The same someone who’s doing this to you? And the same ones who brought all these people here?” “I don’t think so. I mean it could be anyone. I think the ones who brought these mostly good people here are Time Lords from the Dark Time, possibly even Rassilon himself.” “Wasn’t he supposed to be a goodly chap?” Jeremy asked. “Well, that’s blurred by time,” the Doctor said. “It might be him, it might not. No one really knows much about the real Rassie.” “Then if not him, who else could be doing all of this?” Jesse asked. “It could be anyone. Most likely a Time Lord. The Master, the Rani, the Monk, even…well, it could be any Time Lord.” He stared. “If you noticed, whoever brought this town here has provided it with proper running water, heat, electricity…” Jesse shrugged, “Yeah, but why?” “Because it’s an experiment, my dear Jesse. A Time Lord experiment to see if the people here can survive but not from lack of water, food or electricity.” “Survive…what? The Daleks?” Jeremy wondered, “But why? Why would the Time Lords, if it is the regular Time Lords…why do this?” “Because, they delight in deviousness,” the Doctor said, a lisp coming out. Jeremy looked downward, his eyes moving in that direction also. “Doctor, are you making fun of my lisp again?” The Doctor took a hand and placed it on Jeremy’s chin and moved his head up to face his own gaze. With the other hand he placed his palm on Jeremy’s left cheek and moved it to the back of his head, “Jeremy, I’ve never made fun of your lisp…” The Doctor moved Jeremy’s face to his own and gave him a deep kiss on his lips. Jeremy twisted his head from side to side but the Doctor’s hand on the back of his head made him stop doing that. The Doctor pressed Jeremy’s face into his own and pressed his own into Jeremy’s. Suddenly, the Doctor broke the kiss. He also moved back rather suddenly, leaving Jeremy in the same spot, eyes still closed. Jeremy almost fell forward and sideways but the Doctor jutted his hand upward from crotch to chest and pulled Jeremy back so he wouldn’t fall. “It so happens, I have a lisp of bursa escort bayan my own…” the Doctor lisped. “Ohhh, in most incarnations, most regenerations it can’t be heard, it’s covered up. In this one, it comes out once or twice every so often but when I was in my Third…or rather when I was mostly with UNIT, it came out a great deal…nerves I supposed…well, one would be nervous around that Brigidier and all those men in uniform…I prefer my men out of uniform…” From the chest, the Doctor moved his hand and put it on Jeremy’s crotch and even though covered with the denim pants, he rubbed. Jeremy felt great, the hard denim reacting with his dick underneath. The zipper felt cold on his hot flesh but the fabric made him thicker and harder. The Doctor could feel the thickness of Jeremy from touching the pants. “Thing is: I would never make fun of you for your lisp. I can hardly hear yours now anyway. It’s just about gone. And besides…” Jeremy gulped and looked at him. “What?” “I’ve got plenty of other things to make fun of you for.” “Tanks.” “Like that. It’s thanks.” “I know.” Jesse laughed. “Yes….” The Doctor stared outwardly again, “Well, the main thing is…” he looked at both of them, turned his head both ways to both faces and kissed each lightly on the lips. “…we deal with the present moment.” “The Daleks.” Jeremy said. “Yes,” the Doctor said, “I’m going out to them.” “What?” Jesse asked at the same time Jeremy said, “They’ll kill you, you can’t do that.” The Doctor tut tutted them. “Now, now, I can handle myself around Daleks, you two of all people should know that.” He took out the sonic screwdriver, “And now that I have this…or one of these…back, I can limit their powers even further than the little trap I planted for them.” “Okay,” Jeremy looked at Jesse, across the Doctor, “What do you want us to do?” “Get all these people down. Set up barricades using the sand bags I saw, using anything else you can, including those heavy cement blocks at the building site we passed,” the Doctor nodded, “Then get all the women and children to hide, near the clay pits and men near the built in pool. Use the plan we discussed last night after story night.” “That’s a bit risky, using all these people to help us,” Jeremy stated. The Doctor shrugged, “If we don’t get their help, we may not be able to stop these forces coming. We’re talking about three very formidable forces. Daleks, Sycorax. Sontarans. Any one of them alone would give us a run for our money but all three…we’re just lucky they’re not joining forces. Now I have to go.” He moves to climb down the ladder. Jeremy stopped him and held his muscled shoulder. “I know, I’ll be careful.” “Not just that.” Jeremy leaned down and kissed him. “I need…” the Doctor looked up, “Never mind.” He started his climb down but saw Liberty coming over to them. He jumped back up to the platform. If he had bothered to look back to the group of waking up Earthers, he would have noticed Parker, standing with his arms folded, in a jealous huff that Liberty was going back over to the trio she nicknamed, “Those three hot blond boys.” “You’re leaving us?” She asked. Her fine hair blew in the wind. “Naw,” The Doctor rubbed two fingers along her nose, it between his forefinger and middle. His British accent, mixed with some Australian accent, made her whole body tingle. “I have a new plan.” Liberty blushed, blinked, but then dipped her shoulders, “Mind telling me what it is?” “Nawah. Looking for a new coat for me. My companions…” “EH?” Jesse looked at Jeremy, “Companions, who’s he talking about?” “…are always telling me I need to cover up.” “What a crock of bullshit that is,” murmured Jeremy. “Quite the opposite…” “So I’ve decided to go looking for a coat that will fit me. Something multi colored and outlandish…” Liberty nodded and shook her head and pointed at him, “Just come back…okay?” She walked away, her back turned to the others, as she continued to look at the Doctor, examining his reaction, trying to tell if he was telling her the truth. The Doctor winked at her. “Okay, luv…” Jesse came up behind the Doctor and put a hand on his bare back, “A coat? Multi colored? We’re looking for one of those? Are we really?” “NO!” the Doctor turned to him and snapped, their faces very close. This made Jesse blink and back off. The Doctor grabbed his shirt and brought him close to his body so that they were face to face again. “I fuckin love you…” he put his lips to Jesse’s and for a second, just held off the lips touching…Jesse swooned but the Doctor held his shirt front. Jesse felt he couldn’t breath for a few seconds. “Geeze…” “Goodbye…” The Doctor let Jesse’s shirt go, the shirt riding up, revealing Jesse’s HOT stomach. Behind Jesse, Jeremy caught him as he swaggered back, the effect of being let go by the Doctor. The Doctor started back down the ladder. Jesse looked at Jeremy, then down at the Doctor’s vanishing head, “We can’t let him go himself.” He called, “No, don’t go, Doctor, wait,” Jesse followed him down the ladder. “I know what you need.” “I’m coming, too,” Jeremy said and ran to the other ladder on the leg. “You can’t both come with me.” The Doctor climbed mid way down toward the ground. He looked up and saw Jesse’s feet. “Climb over me,” he said and carefully turned himself around so that his back was to the wall of the trestle leg and ladder grips. Jesse came down bodily, moving himself over the Doctor’s face until he was face to face with the Doctor. He was huffing. The Doctor sniffed Jesse’s crotch as it passed over his face and breathed out on Jesse’s stomach and chest. He stuck out his tongue and used it to raise Jesse’s shirt, revealing the taut, tight stomach, lined rippling abs, and hot set in navel. Jesse knew full well there was work to be done so he ignored his hulking out penis under his gray silver loose pants. Jesse puffed, “This is a bit risky. We can fall.” “I won’t let you fall. Is there something more you wanted to say to me?” The Doctor puffed into Jesse’s face. Jesse thought but didn’t say out loud, “Okay, officially now, penis being un-ignored. Can’t let it get this gratifyingly hard and that big without noticing.” “I…uh…yeah…can’t…” Jesse gasped. The Doctor breath smelled so good. In fact, his whole body smelled wonderful. “Are you…” he gasped, “Emitting pheromones?” “Probably, yeah,” the Doctor opened his mouth wide in a long gesture after he spoke. He looked joyous. Jesse got lost in his big brown eyes, then felt the smooth arms he held onto. He also noticed Jesse’s dick getting so huge. Long, thick, wet under the pants. “Doc…” he said in a whisper, hot air coming from his thick lips, “What if they see?” “I don’t care. What’ll they see? Love? This is me saving their lives. Besides, Jesse, it makes it more exciting if there’s a chance they might…” “You need the energy…just like when we first met…don’t you? The energy that sex with humans brings to you. But I thought the energy you have building now because of the regen..degen…” “Jesse, shut up and kiss the ever loving shit out of me while I fuck the ever loving shit out of you!” The Doctor kissed Jesse on the lips, managed to hook one leg into one of the ladder rungs and held Jesse’s body. He lifted the boy up. Jesse, in the meantime, reached up with his right hand, grabbed a rung above both their heads and held it. With his other hand he opened his pants and let them drape down to his knees. It was only a quick move to get the Doctor’s already open topped denim cut offs open further but the Doctor’s penis was already rising up, like some huge, thick hose ready to put out a fire…in this case just the opposite. Jesse swiveled as he felt the Doctor’s touches…from his hands, his legs hitting his own, his tongue, his lips. Then the dick was able to tip against Jesse’s already exposed anus and he squirmed. The Doctor’s hands rubbed up and down Jesse’s sides and roamed from there along his smooth bare boyish back. Jesse gasped… “Ohhhhagagaaa…I missed you…you…you…” “Both hands,” the Doctor sighed. Jesse obeyed and held onto the rungs with both hands. The Doctor thrust his dick up into Jesse’s anus. “DOCCCCCAAAAAHHHH!” He lifted, then lowered, lifted harder and faster, then lowered out of Jesse’s ass, then repeated, slower, slickening up the anus, dampening it and the area around it. Jesse gasped, “Ohhhh, myddaaaaccccc….fuck yeah!” “OH, you hot rock star! I’m gonna fuck that tight ass of yours!” Jesse held on but felt his grip loosen. “OHHH! I’m gonna fall!!!” The Doctor held Jesse’s sides, just under his arms, “No, you’re not! I say you’re ….” He thrust his hardest thrust up Jesse’s ass, “NOT, SO YOU’RE NOT!” “Oaaaaakkkkk! Gouhhhhhh!” Jesse sighed and threw his head back with each thrust, his arms rocking in time with his shoulders, his body stretching out to its limits. The Doctor left the thrust in Jesse for a long time, pressing his head against Jesse’s furthermost insides, “But you’re soooo fucking hhaaahoat!!!!!!!” Up on the platform, Liberty moved to Ryan Sheckler, “Why they’d both go with him? I’d feel safer if at least two of them stayed up here with us.” This time Parker moved to try to wiggle in between the pair. Then, he thought, that’s a hot thought. In answer to Liberty, Ryan merely laughed, “It’s not all about you, girl.” “I know,” she admitted, “But what do you thinks holding them up?” On the rungs, the Doctor held Jesse up over his own pelvis, specifically over his dickhead and then slowly lowered the open, dripping hole onto his head, “I’m holding you up, don’t worry, Jesse! I won’t drop you!” “I KNOW!” Jesse gasped, “I KNOW!!!” “Shhhh,” from the other side, Jeremy put a finger to his lips, “They’ll hear!” “LET EM HEAR THEN!” He made a “mean” face and then the Doctor yelled as he let loose inside Jesse and Jesse’s dick erupted at the same time, splashing up and then down as the Doctor lowered him bodily. A huge load of clumpy Jesse cum lashed out against the Doctor’s ROCK HARD abs and made their marks there, dripping in spots. Jesse’s anus dripped Doctor cum as the Doctor lowered his own back to the rungs. He held Jesse’s tight body close to him. “One more for the road!” The Doctor gasped. On the platform, Ryan moved toward the edge, “If it’ll make you feel any better, I’ll go see…” He moved toward the edge some more and looked over, “It’s perfectly all right, you’ll see…OH SHIT!!!” The Doctor stuck his dick against Jesse’s bare stomach, the shirt already pulled by the Doctor over Jesse’s head and behind his neck so that it wouldn’t fall off. Jesse moaned. The Doctor smiled, an eyebrow up in an almost evil fashion. He slapped his dick against Jesse’s hard stomach and the smack, smack, smack sound filled the air along with wet splashing sounds as cum from his dick and that already lay spread on Jesse’s bare stomach was hit with hard, thick Time Lord member. On the platform, Liberty heard Ryan, “What is it? Is it those Gayleks the Doctor was talking about?” She moved over toward Ryan’s bare back, admiring that it said SHECKLER in tattoo across the top of the muscled cords there. The Doctor looked over at Jeremy, who bore his smile with dignity. Jeremy shook with delight for both his lovers. The Doctor unstuck Jesse, made sure Jesse was holding on and then moved to the side from under Jesse, who had his eyes closed the entire time, moaning with delight, like some feline who was purring and using that motor sound that had. The Doctor was reminded of his former cat Woolsey as Jesse purred with satisfaction. “Jeremy…don’t look so forlorn, it’s your turn!!!” He launched himself off the ladder toward Jeremy’s side. Jeremy gasped, “You’re crazy!!!” As if flying, the Doctor sailed through the air to the other side and landed just in front of Jeremy, who caught him in his arms. They were face to face and soon enough, mouth to mouth. The Doctor gasped, “No, not crazy, imbibed, imbibed with sexual power…from Jesse and from …” He broke his kiss as he had to in order to talk more clearly, “…you.” That last word came out in a huff of breath, which smelled flowery and sugary to Jeremy. Every word was itself punctuated by amazing energy and power. Deep set yet graceful and smooth. With one finger, the Doctor put his hand under Jeremy’s tight white shirt and put pressure on Jeremy’s left pec. He pressed hard on the upper outer corner. The firm touch loosened as the Doctor removed his finger quickly, stuck it into his mouth, and gently replaced it in the same spot. He drew his finger along the edge, down around the pec and to the other side, moving upward, outlining the pec. Jeremy gasped as he felt the touch. The skin along the pec edge is thinner than the rest of a man’s chest and the Doctor’s finger moved along the rib cage there, at the center. The Doctor moved the same way along the opposite pec. They call this move the… “The W…” the Doctor gasped. He repeated the move, this time, alternating between that move, and pinching the firm, darker nipples. This brought more blood into them and made them even firmer and harder, thicker, perkier. “Oh shit,” Jeremy gasped. “W me…some more.” As the Doctor repeated twice more, he eased up the touch, making the forefinger barely touch. “The skin’s extremely sensitive in this area.” He moved to the nipples, making his touch there harder than the previous dabs there, once or twice pressing, alternating with the much lighter touch to the edges of the pecs. “The pecs, the rib cage, I’m arousing the nerves beneath…” “Shhhh, not just beneath …further beneath…down….oh man! Fuck me,” Jeremy said, trying to hold on with one hand and get his incredibly tight shirt up over his head with the other. He kissed the Doctor and grabbed at his dick. The Doctor jerked. He managed to get Jeremy’s pants open and down around his knees but the blue pants kept falling lower and lower…Jeremy’s six incher ever increasing toward his known full nine…and dripping pre cum…Then the Doctor rose up and helped get the skin tight shirt over Jeremy’s head, messing his long-ish blond hair a bit but to the Doctor the boy still looked hot…no, make that hotter, the Doctor thought. And out loud, the Doctor said, gasping, “The messier, the hotter…” Above, Ryan turned to stop Liberty, “No, no, no.” He put his hands out. “You don’t have to see…” “I do.” The Doctor faced Jeremy, Jeremy’s back to the ladder. Jeremy’s right leg was in the rung. The Time Lord’s nose moved along Jeremy’s exposed chest and down, down, down. He poked his tongue out and wet the way before the nose. The Doctor felt his lips move past Jeremy’s solid navel ridge and soon he stuck his tongue into Jeremy’s navel, then sucked the navel out. Jeremy squirmed with delight. “Omygod!” The Doctor was leaning down, holding onto the rungs above their heads, sucking on Jeremy’s dick. He went all the way down. Then he let it loose. Jeremy’s dick head popped out, stuck straight up and shot like a rocket. “You got me sooooo…” On the platform above, Liberty looked past Ryan, “What is it?” She saw a large clump of white stuff coming up from the bottom of the ladder and shooting upward into the blue sky. “What was that?” Ryan turned to see more shooting up. He peered over the edge again and almost was hit with flying cum…which was sailing upward from Jeremy’s dick. “OH SHIT!” He turned to block Liberty bodily, “Uh, birds?” He nodded, “Yeah, that’s it, birds.” “It’s going the wrong way for birds,” Liberty looked up and pointed, “Besides, it…it’s going the wrong way, too.” Ryan blushed and held her forearms, fake laughing in a nervous manner, “Haa, hee, on this crazy planet, the birds probably poo the wrong way up…” “Hey! Let go of her!” Parker came stumbling and as he did, his feet got in the way of himself and he tripped. His hands went out wild and both ended up on Ryan Sheckler’s tight, hard, strong abs. “OH SHIT!” Parker gasped as his fingers felt up Ryan’s abs as he tried to right himself and balance again. His pointer finger found Ryan’s navel. Liberty went wide eyed, “Parker, it’s all right!” Parker stumbled past Ryan who gasped, “What’re you doing?” Parker stumbled toward the edge but Ryan grabbed the back of the younger kid’s short sleeved shirt and pulled. Parker found his gaze down on Jeremy, who was being butt fucked by the Doctor at this time. “OH SHIT!” This time it was Parker’s turn to go wide eyed. As Ryan tried to pull Parker away from that sight, Parker resisted, wanting to see more. Ryan nervously talked to Liberty, while he held onto Parker’s shirt. Parker kept his resistance, wanting to see more of the sex happening below them. Ryan kept distracting Liberty while he tried to pull Parker away but each time he pulled Parker one way, the kid made a circle with his weight so as to keep watching Jeremy get fucked up the ass. “Liberty, my autograph’s worth thousands. You want it?” Liberty ran her hand through her long hair, “I…I guess but when?” “Oh, now.” Ryan smiled, “You can get it now.” Below, Jeremy told the Doctor, “You can get it now!” His tumescent dick was wet and red and hard and bulging and building. It leaned on the Doctor’s abs, and the Doctor threw his head back to feel it there, in his navel. nilüfer escort Then Jeremy thrust up and down and gave the Doctor’s asshole as good as he got. “Faaaaaucckkkkk! GaaaaFuck me, Jereeeeeemeeeeeeeohhhhhfaak!” The Doctor squirmed and literally hopped up. On the other side, Jesse began to recover and opened his eyes. He smiled as he saw Jeremy fucking the Doctor. Jeremy held the Doctor, who had his legs bent at the knee over Jeremy’s arms. Jeremy was strong enough to hold the Doctor up and then thrust up into him. The sound of flesh smacking against flesh was heard as Jeremy kept hitting his front into the Doctor’s nether quarters. Smack! Smack! Smack! The sounds followed each other immediately. Liberty looked up, “What’s that sound?” Ryan gulped, “Oh, just the birds on this planet…” “What kind of bird sounds like that?” Parker was looking down at Jeremy fucking the Doctor, “Oh, the cocks…maybe…” Ryan swallowed as Jesse had before him. “Lib, the autograph…” “Okay, I’ll go find a piece of paper,” Liberty said and turned around. Ryan gasped, “Oh thank God.” “You’re not God.” She laughed. “Oh, I know. I can’t handle all the things God must see or have to deal with or have to prevent others from seeing. Go get a piece of paper. If…WHEN we get back to Earth, you can photocopy it, make a lot of money…” “Guys,” Liberty shook her head. Jeremy’s face made a determined, “Mean, I’m gonna give you the pain look” just before he let loose. Jeremy unloaded a cum fill on the Doctor’s ass as he pulled out. It hit the bottom of the asshole, lingered there, dripped from there and also messed on his cheeks. The Doctor felt the warm and hot mix of cum and shut his eyes. He then jumped back across to Jesse, “I’m not done with you yet!!!” Liberty nodded to two more hot guys she passed on her way back to the others to find paper. Ryan McCarthy and Jake Tyler walked by. Ryan easily pulled Parker back to the other side of him, so that they were facing front to front. Both were wide eyed. Both didn’t know how to react. Then they both had a mischievous look in their eyes. They moved closer to each other. When the other two males came and called to them, they shook themselves out of it and moved a few inches away. Only, this time they were not as far from each other as before. Ryan thought he heard Parker murmur the word, “HOT.” He was sure Parker meant him but he might have meant Jesse, Jeremy, the Doctor or these two new punks. Ryan looked at the other Ryan and Jake. “What?” Jeremy reeled from his fucking and being fucked. He took his leg out from the rung, ready to climb down. His head spun. “I feel so…” The Doctor let Jesse fuck him, Jesse with his back on the ladder this time. Jesse glanced over as he turned his head from side to side. He saw Jeremy, “DOCTOR!” He nodded to Jeremy who was in the throes of ecstasy. “He’s gonna fall!” “NO, HE’S NOT!” The Doctor jumped again and landed on Jeremy just in time, putting his hands up to the rungs, catching the tall lover just before he was about to fall. “Jeremy, wake up. If you do, I’ll fuck you harder this time!” “Shit, sorry.” “We wanna know when the Doctor and his two friends…” Jake started. “Fags,” Ryan McCarthy interjected. “Friends…” Jake corrected, “Are coming back.” Ryan nodded, shaking, “They’re cumming.” “When, I wanna know now,” McCarthy gasped, and he and Jake both had their shirts off. Ryan nodded, “How should I know? I’m not their keepers.” “Tell me or…” McCarthy made a fist. “You’ll what? Hit him?” Parker stood up to McCarthy. “Go away, little boy.” Parker sneered. “I know where they are.” “Parker.” “No, let em see,” Parker said, “They can’t take it.” “They’re dead?” McCarthy’s whole attitude changed. He sounded upset and scared. “They can’t be. Only they can get us out…” “Take a look,” Ryan nodded to Parker conspiratorially. Parker winked at Ryan, who winked back. Ryan moved to Parker, put a hand on the younger boy’s back, then a whole arm around him, and lead him back to the others. Ryan thought it was odd that Parker didn’t seem to mind. And he liked it. McCarthy and Jake looked over the side. They saw the Doctor giving Jeremy a good fucking, Jeremy’s back up the rungs. Both teens gasped, “OH SHIT!” In fact, the Doctor and Jeremy also said this in the throes of sex. Ryan McCarthy and Jake were wide eyed. “OH SHIT!” They both said again. Then the two of them looked at each other and raised their eyebrows, knowingly. They had some ideas of their own now. Perhaps these ideas were buried deep inside. Soon, they might be buried deep inside each other physically too. Then guy cum hit them in their faces. “What the fuck?” McCarthy gasped. “Taste it, man.” “What the fuck’s wrong with…mmmm. It…it’s kinda good…” The Doctor broke his lips with Jeremy’s. “Time to go, I should think.” Jeremy looked weary. “Doctor, how are you going to stop them, just yourself?” The Doctor held up the sonic screwdriver, “I told you. With this.” He then took his own dick in hand and squeezed. Cum popped out and hit Jeremy’s chest and dripped down the already damp pecs, dripping like some waterfall over the side of his abs. Drippling down to his somewhat bone dry hips. His navel was already filled with cascading cum. “And maybe with this…” the Doctor let loose seven more full shots of thick cum at Jeremy. “It’ll stop them from seeing for a short time.” “Yeah. Learned that trick from me, did you?” “Yes, but I’m going to have to get pretty close to them to do all that.” The Doctor gasped as he shot his last load for now. “Goodbye, Jeremy.” He jumped down the ladder and landed, cat-like, to crouch on the uncut grass around the base of the trestle. He stood up and waved to Jesse and Jeremy. He looked wistful, sad, and a bit down. “Be seeing you,” he said with a deeper voice than usual. Limply, the two waved. As the Doctor walked off, a man, formerly unseen, came from behind one of the house corners and began to follow him. The man was an older man, about 75. Jesse, having turned around to climb down, had his back to the street. He didn’t see this man. Jeremy was doing the same. When they met below, Jesse said, “We should go with him.” “No,” Jeremy put a hand on his arm, “We can’t. We have to get these people organized the way the Doctor wants them to be.” “Yeah,” Jesse said, “But the way he just said goodbye now. I think…I don’t think he intends on coming back.” “I don’t know,” Jeremy added, “He always seems to manage one way or the other.” “Yeah but this could be the day…that…that he doesn’t get to come back.” “Look, let’s get started,” Jeremy said, “If we don’t get them off this trestle, they’ll be…shot down like…” “Like shooting ducks by the Daleks…” Jesse nodded, “I know.” It was only now that he noticed Jeremy’s body was covered in cum. He moved closer and began to lick it off. Jeremy noticed the same on Jesse and did the same. “Just to clean up. Can’t go back up, all soaked…” “Yeah, keep telling yourself and me that…” Jesse shut his eyes and began hot all over again, “We’re never gonna get them down, are we?” Jesse lowered his head to lick up the mess over Jeremy’s belly button and the cum fell but he lapped it up before it hit any lower. Jeremy shut his eyes as he licked cum off Jesse’s neck before Jesse had dived down for his belly again, “We’re never gonna get our dicks down, you mean…” The Doctor reached the outskirts of the town opening. “Now to draw you blokes this way.” He held out his sonic screwdriver and turned it on full. “Now to scramble your most basic instincts, which do not, I might add, rather sadly, do not include Sharon Stone.” He ran at the Dalek group full on, full speed. “Full speed ahead!” He started to yell, “Help!” and “help me!!!” in continuous fashion as he ran, great big strides, taking his thick muscled legs over a large area. “STOP!” “HALT!!!” “PROCEED NO FURTHER!!!” HALT OR YOU WILL BE EXTERMINATED!!!!” “EX—–!” “Please no! I beg of you!! I beg you!!! I’m in desperate need of help! From the great Daleks! Help me!!!!” He put the sonic screwdriver back in his palm, shutting it off, and he feigned a fall forward. He landed on his flat out palms and his knees. “Daleks, you’re Daleks aren’t you?” He looked up at them and his hair was messed, hanging over his forehead and down one side of his cheek. He blew it away from his eyes and mouth. Wavy blond hair. “Please, please,” he begged, “Please help me!!!” Being this close and this low under a Dalek, the Doctor realized just how serious a threat they were. And how he probably wouldn’t survive this encounter. He was still unsure how much of his first assault with the screwdriver did or just what other enemy they faced that caused them to malfunction. They were seven feet tall, rather tall for a Dalek travel machine, the Doctor thought. Each had the dark base of the Dalek design. From each base, also called a fender, came between 12 and 18 slats, each slat covered vertically with four hemispherical protrusions or Dalek bumps. The Doctor thought to himself, “The sensor arrays look like they are in perfect condition. I’ll soon see about that.” The Doctor’s eyes covered the whole front of the Dalek skirt, comprised of one half of the slats. “Impressive littler buggers, even among Daleks, I’ll give them that. I’ll also give them a bit of something else…” The slats ran up to a thick horizontal band of thick dark metal. Above that were thinner rectangular slats that ran over a thicker band running up and down each Dalek to the first of three rings around their collar. “Ahh,” the Doctor laughed to himself, “…ring around the collar, should have thought of that the first time I met the buggers.” Embedded between the small metal band and the thicker band with the thin slats was a slightly projecting rectangular box, lined horizontally. It is the most deadly part of a Dalek since it houses both the arm and the gun stick. The arm had the familiar black plunger device. The Doctor noticed how nervous these Daleks appeared to be, for the plunger circumference on each seemed to be growing and shrinking as if they were ready to be of use against some attacker. “SPEAK!!!!!” “WHO ARE YOU? EXPLAIN, EXPLAIN!!!!” “Can I get up first?” The good looking Adam Rickitt Doctor asked, huffing, his chest heaving. He was sweating. “NO, YOU MAY NOT! EXPLAIN FIRST!!! EXPLAIN!” “OR YOU WILL BE EXTERMMMINATTEDDD!” “WE DETECT TWO HEARTS!!!!!” As they spoke, the Daleks had screens on the inside of the Travel Machines. Flashing on the screens in front of each Dalek mutant monster being were former faces of the Doctor’s. Doctor’s they knew anyway. The Fourth Doctor, scarf, floppy hat and big toothy grin. The Eighth Doctor. Curly hair, green jacket. Long hair, serious face. Regal. The First Doctor. Old. Long silvery white hair. Holding his lapels. “I’m a former Time Lord…” The Doctor knew it was only a matter of time before the Daleks found out exactly which Time Lord he was. “Ahh, goodness me, something’s or someone’s crippled your ability to fly, haven’t they? Would you like me, your humble servant to try to fix that for you all?” Daleks continued the scan of faces: the Seventh Doctor. Dark jacket, straw hat, short body. Ranting at them in the pictures. The Second Doctor. Another short body. Mop of black hair, blue eyes, disheveled look about him. Also with a short body. Staring into the Dalek eye stalk vision plate. Third Doctor. Red velvet jacket, frilled blue shirt underneath that. Shock of big white bouffant hair. Smiling, taller than a Dalek. The Sixth Doctor. Multi colored jacket. Blond curly hair, thick shoulders and body. The Doctor smiled to himself again, “Ahh, ha, they really do look like salt and pepper shakes don’t they? And those guns, really do look like egg beaters, don’t they?” He stood up and spoke directly to them now, “No matter how far along you improve your design, it still is fit to call you salt and pepper shakes with a toilet plunger and an egg beater attached, doesn’t it? Doesn’t that just rile you lot up?” “GET BACK ON YOUR HANDS AND KNEES! COME NO CLOSER!!!!” Thin, far apart vertical struts ran up and down along the horizontal rings. And of course, the rounded dome that stood in for the Dalek head. Two light fixtures are on each dome. Also fitted on dome each is a large, thick rod of an eye stalk, which could pivot up and down. The eyes of these Daleks lit up and glow at various times. Mostly when they turned to look at someone or something or when they spoke. The eye rod was thrust threw a series of three or four disks that circled it. The eye stalk ended with a thick half eye ball, slat on one side, the facing side. “I never realized how much intricacy there is in each of your eye stalks, may I have a peeksy?” “NO, YOU MAY NOT!!!!” “Oh, you’re scared.” The Doctor said with much fascination. And amusement, “Of me? Little old me? A Dalek? Scared. Scarred and scared. Bet the spelling of those two words give you lot a few problems these days. Not even scared of little old me but of something…someone else…who did this to you?” The Fifth Doctor. Skinny. Blond hair. Yellow cricket jacket. Holding a ray gun on Davros. A big eared Doctor in a leather jacket, grinning, waving hello at them. Tenth Doctor, staring into the eye piece. Very skinny, semi-dark suit, blue tie, and light colored jacket. Bad skin. John Thaw of TRENCHCOAT Doctor. Blair Guildon from the Newfoundland fan video productions). The Necropolis Doctor (Martin Proctor’s planned Doctor). Chris Thorn Doctor (from the Skyfall fan video of the Web of Weston DWIN chapter). “OF NO IMPORTANCE!” The Doctor could see another Dalek computing. He recognized the sounds it made. It had yellow bumps, yellow upper slats on the mid section and a yellow dome. He thought it could be a Dalek Supreme. In fact, most of these, bar the two gray ones, seemed to be high ranking Daleks. “He IS a Time Lord. Of what importance are you?” “Me?” The Doctor bowed, “I’m not really a Time Lord. Oh, as you can detect, I have two hearts but I’m sorta a lapsed one, you know. Just an ordinary Gallifrean. Just like you lot are ordinary Daleks.” “There are no ordinary Daleks!!!!” One ranted. A female Doctor from Ryan K. Johnson’s fan videos. The Trevor Martin Doctor and the David Bank Doctor (wearing a T shirt that says Green peace on it). The Sentinel Martin Proctor Doctor (not the same as the other one). Andrew Kearley’s Doctor from Bullseye Books fan fiction. A young Doctor from Chris Kocher’s The First of May Stratagem of the TRENCHCOAT DOCTOR. “I understand. But please, there are things here, things that want to eat me. Can you help me? Save me?” the Doctor leaned forward as if to touch the Red Dalek. “COME NO FURTHER!” “If you protect me,” the Doctor backed away, hands with palms up, “I will help you in return.” The David Morrisey Doctor. The Bernard Cribbins Doctor. Peter Cushing Doctor. A young William Hartnell Doctor. A ginger haired Damian Lewis Doctor (See LIFE or STORMBREAKER). “We need no help. But how can you help us?” The Doctor smiled, “As a semi, half baked fake —or rather I used to be a Time Lord, I might be able to get you into certain places to get you home.” The voice started to grate on the Doctor’s nerves as it was loud and fast, “We do desire that but we wish first to take over this planet…” “And 12 of you can do that.” The Doctor said, “But first, I need your help…” “We will protect you. First, you tell us where you can get us home?” The other Daleks continued to run various Doctor faces across their screens. “Suspicious little fuckers aren’t you?” the Doctor walked around them. “I can’t hurt you.” The Blue one yelled, “You have already disabled part of our sensor array! You will be exterminated!!!!!” “Why blame me? It wasn’t me!” the Doctor protested and leaned on the Green one. The Green shuddered, “DO NOT TOUCH ME, DO NOT TOUCH ME! AAHHH, FORCEFIELD IMPAIRED!” “Electric shock disabled, too! That wasn’t me!!! How dare you blame me. Check your etheric beam locators…” “NOT WORKING! MALFUNCTION SCAN BEGINNING!!!” “It wasn’t me I tell you!!!” The Doctor stamped his foot down. He looked up as if to show the Daleks that there was some other force around. “There’s some other force around.” He stared into one of the eye pieces. Finally, after more and more faces (including David Hasselhoff’s), the image became stuck on the Adam Rickitt Doctor. Smiling and with an open mouth, tongue out and a winking with the right eyelid down. Brown eyes wide open. The eye stalk viewer showed the Doctor and …it matched his face, almost exactly to the picture it found. The Doctor winked, opened his mouth wide and stuck his tongue out. “IT IS THE DOCTOR!!!! DOCTOR, THIS IS THE DOCTOR! EXTERMINATE HIM AT ONCE! AT ONCE! EXTERMINATE!” All of them ranted, “EXTERMINATE!!!!” “Ahhh, that bit on Ramadownyourbottux 69 with me helping the Pluggers against you lot! Damn, thought you’d forgot that bit.” In the middle of the 12 Daleks, the Doctor became deadly serious. “That’s right, I’M THE DOCTOR….” And this last bit he almost whispered as he turned his head to the side slightly, his face puffed out, “FEAR ME…” Holding his sonic screwdriver out and on, the Doctor sprang into action. He jumped at two türbanlı escort Daleks in front of him and roared loudly. The sound of two Dalek ray guns went off. DEFINITELY TO BE CONTINUED…. The following URL is a community for NEVER BACK DOWN, which had Jake Tyler, Ryan McCarthy, Baja, and Charlie Tyler in it. http://community.livejournal/nvrbackdown/ AND IN FUTURE WEEKS ON DOCTOR WHO, JESSE AND JEREMY… PAUL TELFER DOCTOR: Cybermen are banging on several metal doors, trying to inside to… Jeremy, Jesse, Adam, Tom, Timmy, Rose, Mickey, Jackie, Donna, Martha, Capt. Jack, Hercules, Solan, Xena, Robin Hood, Robin the Boy Wonder, Tommy Connoly, the Professor, Leela, Sarah Jane, the Brigidier, Bambera, Ross of UNIT, Fesh, Benjamie, K9, Kitt-10, and others are around a huge blast. Jesse: He’s regenerating! Jeremy: We have to help him! “Stay back!” The Doctor yells. “Just stay back!” Jesse: “We’ve seen regeneration! Been a part of it!” “That was more degeneration and recovery! Don’t come near me!” A huge blast knocks them all down. Jesse: He’s dead, the Doctor’s dead. Jeremy: (tears coming out of closed eyes and then he opens his eyes, all the while shaking his head no) Jeremy: Look! The Doctor’s abs get bigger and more muscled. Some slight hair comes out of his expanding chest, his biceps get bigger, his body gets longer, taller… Jesse: I think I like it! Alien world in background, rocks, red sea, yellow beach, Jeremy and Doctor getting closer, nude, kissing… Doctor in cowboy outfit on a horse yelling: Yeee Haaa! (tossing around a lasso over his head) Wonder Woman eat your heart out and I’ll eat out Wonder Boy! Doctor on a horse with a giant lance, “Come on big boy, I’ll give you a larger than life lance…but after I knock you on your ass! England: Jesse: Doc, that guy, that loon, thinks he’s Aleister Crowley, and `e’s gonna stab to death a 12 year old boy and wound his brother! Doctor: No, he’s not. Cause this is what we’re gonna do. I’m gonna kick that guy’s ass from kingdom come and you’re gonna get those two to safety. Jeremy: Already done, Doctor. Doctor: Good boy, Jeremy. Jesse: And that boy is going to go on and lead to… Doctor: Cure for cancer. Jesse: So cool. I love you, Doc. Doctor takes out a mirror and a chicken rooster snake thing coming at him turns to stone. “What thing doesn’t like its own visage. I mean look at mine! A handsome face, noble brow, thick lips, full flowing lengthy lush vibrant hair…” Jeremy: We love it. Doctor: I know. Doctor parachutes from the TARDIS onto a Russian ship. “Cold War nearly Hot. You have to stop this ship or the end of the world will be coming.” Jesse: That’s the Cuban Missile Crisis! Jeremy: Who’re you? Jim Jones: Name’s Jim Jones, kid, care to join? Jesse: Care for a drink? Billy: I’m Billy the kid. Care to join my gang? Jesse: Why not? Just call me Jesse James. Sheriff: You’re friend Jesse robbed the bank single handedly and killed a teller… Jeremy: Never…no way… Sheriff:… raped a woman… Doctor: Now, I know you’re not talking about my Jesse… Jesse: Who’s that? James: Name’s Jesse, too, Jesse James… Doctor: Now, to deal with the real Aleister Crowley, the one who calls himself the Beast… Running from a coven of cult members who fire bolts… Purple haze, on a pier on alien world, Jesse lays down, Doctor on top of him…Jesse: Since you’re regeneration, you’ve been more of a top man… Doctor: I don’t like to box myself in…I’ll do bottomsies… Jesse: It’s George C Patton. Jeremy: Don’t you mean George C Scott? Jesse: No, not according to Archie Bunker. Patton: (yelling in the Doctor’s face) I’m Patton and I can yell all I want! Doctor: (shouting in Patton’s face) : Well, I’m the Doctor and I can yell louder than you! Naked Man: (bending down in a garden and holding his head) Please….help me! Jesse: Can’t you do something? Doctor: This is a man after the fall of man…this might even be…he is…Jesse, Jeremy, meet Adam, one of your ancestors, the first one in fact… A naked woman holds out an apple to the Doctor’s mouth, he backs up… Jesse punches her, “Hey, back off, bitch!” Giant termites crawl up the Empire State Building. Jesse gasps, “They eat metal!” Jeremy looks, “Not any more, he did something to them!” Doctor: (proud): I did. Jesse: What’d he do? Jeremy: Changed them so now they eat… Doctor: (not so proud) People. A giant termite comes running at them. Doctor: Scatter, run! Mount Fuji Lake: Jesse swimming nude, a giant sea monster rises up under him. He yells. A space ship moves at a giant black mass in outer space. An astronaut calls through static back to Earth, “Hello, Earth. We see it. It’s amazing. A whole field of oil just floating here in space. We won’t need those Mid East bastards any longer.” “What the hell is that?” The TARDIS is in front of the oil field, doors open. The Doctor is standing there, waving his arms. “Go back! Go back! Get away!” Blasts fill outer space. The TARDIS shakes. The spaceship goes careening off into space. Doctor: I WILL save them and the oil too. Doctor: (points at astronauts and the President of the US�”a female): I warn you all, I cannot allow you to take that oil. It’s alive! Wind blows on Jeremy, Jesse and the Doctor. Adam is behind them holding them all in a huddle. Jeremy: How’do you fight wind aliens? Jesse: How do you defeat wind? Doctor: You don’t! You blow with them. Jesse: Excuse me? The Doctor holds out the sonic screwdriver and it’s blown away. “Talk to me!” The wind tears all his clothes off him and blankets him. Doctor : (In TARDIS console room): He’s fired a sex ray onto the entire Earth. Jesse: Who has? Doctor: Ming the Merciless! Jeremy: What’ll it do? Doctor: Make every human have sex none stop for hours and hours on end…and … Jesse: And that’s bad? Doctor: Forever until they die and nothing more… Jesse: That’s bad. Flash Gordon grabs Jeremy and throws him down onto a cot, “I’m gonna rape you!” Jeremy: Shit! Adam: (in an alley) Who’re you? Man: I’m the Penquin! Quack quack! “Joker here!” Laughing. Jesse hanging off a building, “Wonder Woman!” “Hold on Jesse hold on!” “Batman!” Jeremy looks as Batman tosses a batarang at three villains. Jesse: Fuck Batman, it’s Robin I want! A Spanish girl opens a closet and sees a ghost boy half in and half out of the closet. She covers her mouth and screams. Jeremy: Now that’s what I call out of the closet! Jesse: A ghost! Doctor: No, not a ghost. He’s stuck half in and half out of death and time… Jeremy: What do we do? Doctor: Unstick him. Get him to come fully out of the closet (turns to them and smiles) Jesse: (on alien world, falls, choking): I can’t breath! Doctor: (bends down): Jesse, I know this is difficult for you but make your mouth as small a hole as possible and breath in deeply. (Jesse does this and the Doctor opens his mouth as much as possible and covers Jesse’s nostrils and mouth with his own mouth and he lays on Jesse Jeremy runs with the Doctor in front, “Run, Jeremy, Run!” They are in a spacestation hallway that is collapsing around them, the behind hall crumbling into outer space, the sides of the station outside the windows seen exploding. The hall separated from the sides of the main station, the TARDIS flying nearby the doors open with Jesse waving for them to come on. Jesse: Hurry up! Jeremy: Seconds only! The Doctor shoves Jeremy in front of him and they reach the tip, “JUMP, JEREMY, JUMP!” Jeremy hurls himself off the tip toward the TARDIS doors, the Doctor jumps behind him and engulfs Jeremy by wrapping his arms around him from behind, hurling them both toward the TARDIS doors! The hall explodes behind them and faltering metal flies all around, pieces blast toward them! The Doctor is at a marina, hopping from boats on cement blocks. He hops from one boat to the other, making huge strides, for behind him is a giant monster, part Macra, part man. It snaps huge claws at him. A Terminator moves at the Doctor. K9 buzzes around its head and fires rays at it. Doctor: Could use a little help here! Jesse: Nonsense Jeremy: You got it all under control John Connor: Guys I’m not…(they start ministering to him, Jeremy from front and Jesse from behind) Jesse: Shh! John: But I’m a virg… Jesse: shhhh, I don’t care if you are or you aren’t John: But guys I’m not gaaa. Oh, Oh, I guess I am… Terminators shoot the TARDIS as it is appearing and make the trio not exist, Jeremy goes out to draw fire away from John, Jesse goes out and fights one and the car lifts go crazy Doctor: (opens arms) c..e here. c: No. Doctor: I’ll make it up to you… c: I know there are me’s out there who survived, that’s enough… Doctor(Hugs him and holds him): No, it’s not. (In the TARDIS, the Doctor hovers over his bed with c beneath him, he flips over, putting c on top of him, bodies rubbing, penises mingling) Doctor: I love you, c. c: I love you, too, Doctor. “Doctor, we should get out of here right now,” Jeremy yelled as out the screen of the TARDIS he sees a plane flying toward the Twin Towers. “You invited as many of my former friends to the UN just to kill one of them?” The Doctor asks the John Simms Master. Simms Master: “Of course…and made it so that the planes will not hit the Twin Towers but…” “Miss and skid throughout New York City, setting flames across it, killing everyone in the city…” Simms Master: (laughing) Ingenious is it not? “Harriet Jones, that’s who you want to kill, isn’t it?” “Yes.” “The Master wants to kill one of my friends, well one of my ex-friends, to become Prime Minister again…” “Which one?” “Harriet Jones…” “I have to stop it. The planes will kill billions in all of the city if I allow them to miss. They have to hit.” “Doctor, mind if I sit this one out?” Jesse asked, “I had a cousin who died on 9-11, he was a fireman and his brother in law, a cop, died too.” “Sure, I don’t’ mind, Jesse but you know why I have to do this, doncha?” “Yeah, yeah…” Sarah Jane hanging onto Jeremy’s ankle as he hangs from a huge crane over NYC, “Sarah, hang on!” “Doctor is that you?” “Doctor, you’ve never even visited them?” Jesse asked. “I…there’s ….time…I’ve…don’t do well…no.” “That’s it, then,” Jeremy smiled, “We’re going to visit every one of your former companions…they deserve it.” “Ohhhhhh…” Jeremy at the door, “Hello, Sarah Jane Smith.” Sarah: Doctor! Is that you? Jeremy: No. Sarah: Oh, you seemed so… Jeremy: Well, I have his DNA… Jesse (peering around the door frame): Yeah, he does and usually its in his mouth. Mine too! (he puts his hand out). I’m Jess. Sarah: (sees the Paul Telfer Doctor) Doctor! (hugs him) Doctor: Hello Sarah Jane! Sarah: My but you’re beautiful! Jesse: Who’s next? Jeremy: Ace. Doctor: I’d rather skip, Ace if we can. Jesse: What? Why?” Doctor: I kinda used her to blow stuff up and…you know how I’m about uncovering the truth and all, getting to the heart of what’s really happening?” Jesse: You? No. (sarcastically) Doctor: I happen to know Ace’s husband is actually gay. They have a daughter and are married a long time now but…really, he’s gay and she knew he spent a year living as a gay man in the Village but he just couldn’t take that life so…he settled, they settled… Jeremy: So why can’t you just leave it alone? Let that be. Doctor: He’s still ….he’s cheating on her! That’s why! Doctor: Jeremy, Jesse, meet Ace. (Ace punches the Doctor) Doctor: Ben, isn’t it? Ben: Doc, is that really you? Doctor: you and Polly married now? Polly: Yes and for once, to each other. We’ve left others for each other. Ben: But it’s all good, they all like it that way…mine’s a lez and her’s is a bi… Jeremy: You’re Jamie, aren’t you? Jamie: Yeah and die! (raises a knife at Jeremy) Doctor: Jamie McCrimmon, put that knife down right now… Jesse: We’ve already met Leela… Doctor: (opens arms) Peri (she punches him) Jesse: No wonder he’s gay, he has no way with the ladies. Tegan: Doctor, did you cure me? I told you… Doctor: I had to, Tegan, I just had to… Jesse: Let it be, Miss Jovanka…let him be… Jesse: Why are we in Disney World? Doctor: The Master’s programmed them all to blow up stuff here… Jeremy: All your past companions? Doctor: Yeah, we’ve got to stop them…I mean him… 38th Doctor Jesse (walks out of the TARDIS): Where the hell are we now? Hey, what’s Jeremy doing over there? And flying? Doctor: Look again, that’s not Jeremy! Peter Pan flies out of the sky! He looks like Jeremy. He turns from the Doctor and Jesse to Jeremy. He’s in the sky looking at Jeremy who is on the ground. Doctor: We’re in Never Neverland. Jeremy: Oh no, that looks like the guy who played… Hook: (swipes his hook at them) Captain Hook! And I’m not playing! I’m very real in this world!!! (waves a sword at them and his hook) A cannon ball flies through the air and clouds. Peter rides on it laughing. K9: Master Pan, please leave the ball alone. Doctor: (Calls from the open door of the TARDIS) K9, stun him! K9: Affirmative, Master. (K9 stuns Peter Pan and Peter falls from they sky) Doctor: (runs to console) K9, now get bite balls… K9: Master? Doctor: I mean blow up that ball! K9: Affirmative. (he does and the ball explodes) Hook: (waves hand) Drat!!! Doctor flies the TARDIS so that the falling body of Peter Pan falls into the TARDIS console room, landing on Jeremy and Jesse, who catch him and all fall. Peter: I know love. I know Chase. Jesse: Doctor, he…he’s you…but younger… Doctor: Yes, considerably… Peter (pulls Jesse away from Chase): Get away from him, he loves me! Chase: I do. Jesse: No offense meant, Peter! I love you all! Doctor: Oh no, my 5th self was here. c tried to kill Guy De Rais, a serial killer…and the Master… Jesse: the Master? Doctor: Yeah, an earlier more evil.. Jeremy: More evil (sighs) Doctor: More evil incarnation is going to warn Rais before he’s supposed to be caught and then he won’t be caught. He’ll kill this Shepard boy. Jesse: Well naturally we’ve got to save the boy but…why’s that so important to time? Doctor: That boy will have a family line that will go on to eventually cause both the Cybermen and the Daleks to turn …benevolent…friendly… Jeremy: What are we waiting for. Without him, we’ll have our work cut out for us in the future… Jesse and Jeremy put their arms around c, on either side. Jesse: Don’t worry about it, you did good. Jeremy: Yeah but (whispers into his ear and kisses it and licks it) Doctor: Jeremy, what did you tell him? Jeremy: There’s many possibilities…right, so what’s a word in the wrong ear, aye? (smiles) Jesse: c, are you a virgin? c: I…I think so. Jesse: Wanna? c: I think so. ( a nearby sheep turns its head) Not with that though… Jesse: No, leave the animals alone. I’m animal enough for you… Jesse: I’m not speaking to him. Jeremy: And I to him. Doctor: This is something new. Now listen to me both of you, just stop it. I need you both…together…as a team… Doctor: Something’s wrong! The TARDIS is going to crash! (everyone goes flying and the blasts engulf the TARDIS, the TARDIS turns upsidedown and moves inside out) We’re being turned inside out! Jesse is in a white shirt and dark pants. He is in a dark place. He feels around. He finds what looks like a giant square. “It’s the outside of the TARDIS…only…” He looks up and sees a large sun like light in the darkness. “Only it’s still inside the TARDIS…” Doctor: (finds a roundel) : the TARDIS’s been turned inside out, literally. Outside: a hairy cave man jumps up on the TARDIS console which sits on grass and roars at Jeremy, who ducks down. “I’m not ashamed, I’d hide behind the console any day…” Another hairy cave man is behind him and hisses at him! He falls onto his butt. He yells. Jesse finds the words of the outside Police Box inside. Feeling for them in the dark. “I’m in the interior but it’s the police box exterior…” He hears a sound, “Who’s in here with me?” Doctor: The heart of the TARDIS can be evil if it’s been maligned or wounded or hurt badly… Jesse looked at the camera and screams! Loudly. Doctor: the main TARDIS drive…outside…it could power a series of suns and it’s outside! We haven’t much time! K9, where are you? K9 flies to him, his wiring outside his body…: Master? Doctor: Oh K9, what has it done to you? K9: Correction, Master, what have you done to me? Doctor: Well, there’s no time for recriminations… K9: I do not recriminate, Master… Doctor: Oh, that’s right, I forgot…are you sure? Jeremy finds his bed outside on rock and near trees. He sees Jesse lying on the bed, his eyes closed. He moves over his body, arms and legs over his arms and legs. Doctor: Cave men aliens playing with my console! Jesse: So can the Doctor put the TARDIS together again or are we stuck in the alien past? Again. Jeremy: Doctor, it’s the Orient Express, isn’t it? Doctor: Yes and the murder hasn’t happened yet or rather, it has but not for them. For us. Jeremy: Whaaa? Doctor: And the TARDIS is due to arrive at the end or rather, the beginning of the journey… Jeremy: Syria? Doctor: This train is moving backwards through time and we’re the only ones who seem to think that’s odd. That’s odd. Jesse: So that means that the murderer we’re trying to catch hasn’t committed the murder yet? Doctor: That’s right. Jesse: It is? (Jeremy has a Sontaran in a headlock) Doctor: Jeremy, leave the Sontarans alone, will you, there’s a good chap?

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