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Subject: Doctor Who, Jesse, and Jeremy 163-C NOTE: Grindr Aliens get really angry if you’re wasting your time on Grindr and fucking around on the net and NOT supporting Nifty at this page: http://donate./donate.html SO GO to that page and donate to Nifty and then you can fuck around by reading all the fucking that goes on in the stories there! http://donate./donate.html DOCTOR WHO, JESSE, JEREMY, GREYSON AND THEON Part 163—C LOOK NOT ON OUR GRINDR SINS aka AN ACCOUNT OF THE RISING OF THE GRINDR ALIENS Falling, his back toward the ground, Jeremy could almost make out Jesse’s reminder. “Reverse, Jeremy!!!! Reverse!!!” Jeremy managed to hold the gun up at the ship and hit the reverse with his middle finger. “Fuck you, aliens!” The reverse had the effect of sending him back up toward the hull. The eight aliens were wide eyed…even more wide eyed than any Earth person or even any of their own race…when at incredible speed, a six foot plus blond three fourth naked boy in a speedo came rushing up at them. He hit them like a bowling ball would hit pins. Their guns fell. One managed to get one but Jeremy kicked his left foot at its face and it fell back against the hull. He punched another, body slammed another, head locked another. Soon, there were about 15 aliens on the deck, unconscious or dead. He wasn’t sure which but hoped they were not dead. “C’mon, bring it on. I’ve faced the United States government military!” He was sorry he said that as 12 more aliens, pressure guns drawn…on both hands, emerged from the door. “Me and my big mouth!” The Who Mobile shook as it flew at incredible speeds, piloted by a wide eyed, manic Doctor. “HANG ON BOYS, I’M GOING TO DIP HER!” “HERRRRRRRRRRRR!?” Greyson gasped as the Who Mobile dipped down and sped up at the same time. “Maybe a rise will be better! Get a rise outta me, Greyson!” Greyson yelled as his shoulder hit the side of the door. Theon’s feet rose up from the back seat. He was, like Greyson, in bare feet, having taken his sandals off. “WHOAAAAA!” “Hang on! I think a mixture of both moves will get us there faster!” The Doctor dipped and rose the Who Mobile. Greyson and Theon yelled. “Doctor, isn’t a straight line between two points the fastest way?” Theon asked. “Good point, Theon. You’re super smart.” “Thanks.” “For a trainer.” “Fuck you.” “Later, maybe. Yes. Definitely, yes.” Greyson looked angry at that but then he thought and it changed his whole look. “It has to do with the wind and drift and shit like that!” Greyson yelled as the transport dipped down and then hit an air pocket, making all three of them, the Doctor included, yell! “Good point, Greyson! We’ll follow my original plan!” The trio yelled as the craft speed forward at incredible speeds. Theon wondered if G forces would soon hit him. The craft tore through the air and he thought he heard thunder. Above them, the huge spaceships took no notice of them… In a house in Carmel by the Sea, California, Travis ran from the TV set to the front door. Huge shadows covered the ground — caused by the spaceships overhead. The massive monolithic mechanical marvels just hung there. “MOM! DAD! Get in here!” “What? What’s so important on TV?” “It’s him! Jeremy!” “What?” Sandy ran from outside. Gary followed her. Gigi was behind them. She pushed past the two parents. “Oh my God! He’s a top! I mean he’s on top!” On the TV screen was the news. It was time stamped live and a fleet of alien spaceships was still in the blue summer sky. A news drone was capturing live images on film. One spaceship was what the camera zoomed in on. A small more than half naked image was on the deck of the largest ship and firing a small gun type device at them. An alien lunged at his arm and clung to it, about to take a bite. Jeremy flung it off as seven more ran at him. Travis looked. “It’s him, dad. Mom, it IS him.” Gary squinted. “That Doctor? Where is he?” “I don’t know but that’s his blue box.” Sandy pointed. “Oh, he’s useless, that Doctor is,” Gary snorted. “What’s Jeremy doing?” Gigi asked. “I…I can’t watch,” Sandy said. “What’s going to happen to him?” Travis pointed upward and looked out the window. “Mom, look out the window. There’s a great, big alien invasion and none of us know what to do…but…he does. He’s up there doing something.” “Wish I was with him,” Gigi said. Jennifer was behind her now, too. “So do I.” Travis looked at his father. “Maybe…maybe we can contact the Doctor somehow and make him take us to them. Maybe he can get us to help him. Or I don’t know. Maybe, the Doctor needs our help, too.” Gary grabbed him by the shoulders. “Listen to me,” he turned Travis toward his daughter. “…all of you. Don’t ever think that way. I’ve already lost one son to that man…or Galli…or Time L…whatever he is. I don’t intend to lose another son and I certainly don’t want my daughters disappearing off the face of the Earth.” “Oh,” Sandy chided. “Gary, you’re so dramatic. Jeremy’s hardly been gone at all. He visits us all the time. He was here just last week.” “Yeah and how old is he, San? I bet he’s racked up more years than all us put together. Betcha he’s older than you are.” “Which makes him far older than you are,” Sandy joked. “Oh, no, look what’s happening to him now!” “US Army, no big deal, real easy. Alien army…why not?” Jeremy was out gunned so… …he was knocked off the edge again. He reverse pressured the gun to land back on the hull but his arrival was expected and a blast almost knocked him back off. Instead, he met it with his own blast but the result was him sliding… The alien leader turned to Jesse. “We are trying not to kill him but he is making it impossible.” Jeremy came up to the hull and slid onto his belly. His gun was pressure shot away from him and in front of him. He crawled toward it in the hopes that he would not be killed by a blast or blown off the edge a third time without a gun in his hand…resulting in him being killed anyway. As he reached for the gun, a fallen alien comrade, trying to crawl at the gun, was between him and the other aliens. This saved his life. Jeremy whipped his lower body up and around to slam it with his feet and at the same time, grabbed in front of him for the gun. Jeremy turned the gun on the 15 hesitating aliens and managed to knock the guns from their hands. As they did, this he also drove them toward the far end of the ship and they all fell off the edge. “Serves you…” Jeremy didn’t want them to die. He realized they didn’t have their guns in their hands. “Oh, cunts!” He ran toward the edge and pointed the gun at them. “I hope this is the wide range setting!” As the aliens fell toward the Earth, through some white clouds, which had formed, they stopped and suddenly were whipped back up. They came onto the hull and were exhausted. “Oh man, you guys don’t look so well. Can I…phone home or something?” He moved over to them, sympathetically. As one, the aliens all showed their teeth and snarled, jumping at him in a last ditch effort to kill him, arms held out and high, claws now sprouting in addition to the gleaming white teeth. To Jeremy, it was incredible how one moment they seemed like harmless pups and the next like rapid hounds or rabies infected tigers and bears. He jumped back and used the pressure gun on all of them again, yelling in fear. They all fell back and moaned. “Think I learn?” Jeremy asked himself. He moved to one of the smallest. “Oh, but you’re just a child?” Jeremy asked, “Are you all right? Are all of you all right?” The aliens shook their heads with a YES. “Oh, good.” Jeremy shot them into unconsciousness. “Are they going to die?” “It does seem that way. Repeated hits as your friend gave to them…but they can be resuscitated if given air from a human’s mouth DNA.” “Jeremy, if you can hear me. They need mouth to mouth!” Jeremy’s shoulders slumped. “What? All of them? There must be some 25 out here or more.” “Go, I’ll come out and help but get started or they will die and the invasion will be even worse!” “Oh man,” Jeremy gasped. He moved over to the first alien. In a way, they were sort of beautiful, he thought. Green, smooth, luminous. He put his face into the face of this one and touched his mouth with his lips. “I hope you can understand that this is me trying to help. Please don’t bite my face off. Or impregnate me with a stomach bursting little creepazoid.” He kissed the alien and tightened his mouth over its. He drew air in before doing that and blew it into the alien. The eyes opened wider and it smiled. Jeremy kept his mouth blowing in. Then, he parted from it. He started to move onto the next alien but the alien he just left, started to shake. “Oh no! Are you having a…Jesse, I think this one I just started on is having some kind of seizure!!!” “No, I think it’s all right,” Jesse called from the speakers. “Look at his genitals…I mean where his genitals should be. Something’s happening there!” As Jeremy watched in amazement, the sexless crotch of the alien. From the green patch of Vee, came two nubs of testicles. They grew slowly. Rounded out, green veined. Darker than the rest of the alien. In between the orbs, another nub formed. It looked like a mushroom. It smoothed out and rounded out more. It almost pointed at Jeremy. Jeremy did a double take. It was a penis. A male sex organ was sprouting out of the alien’s crotch, in between the two balls. It, too, was green and veined. Hairless, like the balls. It also grew to seven inches long and swayed in the summer breeze. “I made him grow a dick!” “If anyone can, you can,” Jesse said. Jeremy moved from alien to alien, giving them mouth to mouth. The reactions from each alien varied but were vaguely the same. Some had more of a reaction and cam green. One hit Jeremy in the chin with green cum. He wiped it off, trying not to show any disgust. Truth was, he wasn’t disgusted. It was just a new thing for him. He was wide eyed and just as he thought his eyes couldn’t pop any wider, they did. He saw another alien cum so far up, the cum didn’t seem to cum down. He looked up. He squinted. He put a hand to his brow to see if he could spot the cum. He had a mouthful of it when it hit him in the mouth. He licked it. “Sweet. Petite. Effete.” When he kissed another one, he leaned on the body more fully than the first two. He felt at the crotch of his speedo the nub of the alien vee…where the iron board of the alien abs descended into just a smooth ending. The smooth ending stayed smooth but emitted three edges. The one on the left formed a ball and it rubbed where Jeremy’s right ball was, bumping into it. The other ball rubbed onto Jeremy’s left testicle, balloon against balloon. Four balls pushing onto each other, Jeremy’s dick in between, pre cumming under the speedo. The area of the center point gave a kind of center pressure and a tootsie roll formed there. Jeremy thought, at first, it was cute. A small penis forming right under him and against his larger eight incher. He was trying to maneuver his own dick in the speedo without removing it but he had to move it down with one hand as his other hand steadied himself over the alien. Then, in the sea of testicles, Jeremy felt the pressure against both his balls and his penis INCREASE as the alien’s dick grew. He didn’t have to see it as he felt it. The hardness of testicle against testicle on both sides jerked both beings and was nothing as the tootsie roll became a full Snicker’s bar and seemed wet and slick after seemingly being dry and stiff. The alien under Jeremy made happy moans of joy and sex. Peace and love. When he was sure he was about to loose a rocket or five of cum shots, Jeremy held himself back and stood up. He was stiff as a board. His dick was ready to fire. He surveyed the alien. It looked as if the penis was fully grown and erect and with clear but green pre cum, translucent but green and luminous. He shook his head and couldn’t really speak yet. He turned to the next and as he moved to his knees, he was surprised and almost scared as the next alien, seemingly dead a few moments before, sprang up on its knees, inhumanly, joy in its mouth to meet Jeremy’s. On their knees, they kissed. Dick to dickless. The dickless sprouted. The dick came first. Then the testicles. The dick first stuck Jeremy in the left leg. He moved his hand to it and this action, skin on skin, tactile touch on skin, even alien green skin, caused the dick to stack up on itself, almost like a flat in a warehouse on top of another flat. And perhaps even more wooden. The dick slit was up at Jeremy’s own dickslit, competing for space, opening each other’s crevice. Jeremy blew air into the alien mouth. He held the body with both arms wrapped around it. The alien did the same to Jeremy. A fountain of green sprang between them and rushed up Jeremy’s hairless chest to his neck and up his chin. Some splashed between lips. Jeremy didn’t want to stop but did. He had more work to do. He left the alien there, on its knees, swooning. As he blew air into the next alien lungs, he felt slick green hands sliding over his own cock. It was feeling what it was supposed to grow. This caused it to grow a member faster. Jeremy was glad in a way but disappointed in another. He wanted it to last. The longer the time it took, the more pleasurable. Still, he had a lot of aliens to give air to and cause to grow a shaft with two cum slits. He had all the aliens on the hull filled with balls and dick and his own air from his lungs. He sat down on the side of the hull, near the wall of the doorway where it curved upward. He was very tired. One of the smallest aliens came to him and held his hand. He smiled at it. Another came to his other hand and held it. “Guys, I appreciate being appreciated but I’m bushed…well, no, my economy’s not that bad…and I’ve not started any wars for weapons of mass destruction but I think I’ve just stopped one.” “You do not understand. All our people here want what you have given to us out on the hull.” “What?” Jeremy frowned as he bursa yabancı escort started to stand up but decided to sit back down. “How many’s that?” Jeremy was to have more fun. He wondered how many mouths he could kiss, how many hands on his cock he could take, and how many green fingers under his speedo and in his butt crack he could take. It would be fun to find out, even though it was draining him of energy. A green finger went into Jeremy’s speedo but this time in front. Somehow, like a snake, it wrapped around Jeremy’s own cock and squeezed. DNA rushed into the fingers and cock. Alien blood made a dick emerge, this time, not from the point but from the sides. It formed fully erect but still stuck in the crotch. Jeremy threw his tongue into the alien’s mouth, the first time he did this to them, even though he was on what he realized must be the 29th alien. This made the cock emerge from the outline to become a separating entity of in its own right. It sprang from the crotch and lower belly, ready for action. Poised for cumming. Then it shot green clump after green clump onto Jeremy’s entire belly, all the way up and down, past the navel and just above his shaft start. Glistening green. The alien and Jeremy both moaned with ecstasy. Jeremy sat on the next one’s crotch. There was no dick yet. The alien looked at Jeremy as if he were crazy. Jeremy jerked himself up and down the dickless crotch. He swayed back and forth, facing the alien’s face but perpendicular to the body, which was down on its back. He gasped and gasped as the crotch grew a dick from nothingness to his own hole. It tore in and he yelled and arched his back. Green cum filled the hole to overflowing. Large drops of green cum backed out of Jeremy’s asshole, which pulsated with life. Jeremy tried every other position with the rest of the aliens. https://gaysexpositionsguide/ He let one pile drive into him. He let another do mastery. Teabagging. Sword fighting. Mixed cocks. Slit to slit. He sucked on the non-existent nipples of another to produce another cock and two nipples. Green cum filled that alien chest and this time, Jeremy added his own white clumps to it. It steamed and churned. He was all over the alien fleet now, the aliens flying him from one ship to another. He put mouth to crotch as he sixty nined an alien without a cock. His mouth licked a dickless crotch. “Last time this might happen. First time it might happen. I need a cock, as Robin Quivers might say.” As if on demand, the alien crotch reacted and a nub of a cock head grew up to touch Jeremy’s lips. He put it into his mouth and swept it up his throat. He slurped but slicked up the shaft. Up. Down. Up. Down. Up, down, down, down. He almost gagged but he was good as not having gag reflex. As he sucked, stuck his tongue out under and dabbed at each baby testicle. This made him fully form. He tried sex positions on alien without dicks. He thought he’d never have this chance again. To start a position where he could maneuver his anus hole over an empty crotch, something he normally would never want to do but when the alien rising of the prick rose, it would find his sweet spot on cue and rip into him, or slowly penetrate in an expose of love and peace. Each alien had a different rhythm, too. Some were very slow and loving, caressing with care and time; others were frantic, almost S and M-ish, almost brutal. Jeremy loved it all. He wondering how many aliens he could do. He lost count. He lost track. He made an alien lay back and put its hands out and feet down as it lifted its body off the ground, front to the ceiling. He positioned himself under the anus of the alien…or what seemed like an anus. He blew into it and rimmed out the alien hole. This blowing in and sticking tongue in and moving it around, made the front, the exact opposite spot, grow so that it seemed to the alien that Jeremy’s tongue inside it continued to its front. Of course, this was not true but it felt like one sword going from his anus hole to his crotch as a newly formed flesh stabber came out of its crotch. Dick anew. Jeremy glided one little guy over his back to lay over him as it seemed to touch penis less crotch to Jeremy’s back and then ass crack. To Jeremy’s wonderment… “That feels wonderful! Keep it up! AND UP!” …a penis was not there in one move but in another slide up and down his back, sliding, gliding, lathering up and down, a penis suddenly was there. It massaged his back and slicked it down with hot cream. It ridged over his anus hole tip and stuck in the hole. The alien felt it, too. He moaned and gripped Jeremy’s bare, manly hips. Jeremy’s hair flew as he shook his head up and down. An alien with foreskin afforded Jeremy a chance to play under it with his own. Throat swabber here. Sideways Pile Driver there. Lotus next. Frottage started without a second dick to frot to. The alien looked disappointed until it grew a dick to challenge and meet Jeremy’s male sword HEAD on. Head off. Head on. Head off. Going green off. A swell of alien meat, of hot human Time Lord/movie star meat. Each got their own cum on themselves but also the other’s on them, too. Standing face to face. Back to back. Reaching around to the other’s crotch. Jeremy, at first, fingered empty air over alien empty area. He had his own dick rubbed by long alien fingers. Which floated his boat. He was tip toe as he tried to withhold his cum inside his cock. As he rubbed the smooth crotch, soon, his ministrations gave fruition. In his hand, he felt a nub. A stub. Two surrounding sacs. A middle northbound pointy dick. Uncurling skin. Jeremy went to town on the alien dick, scrotum. He used both hands behind him to finger along the shaft, above, then below. Then, he wrapped the entire thing in both hands and twisted. This drove the alien into a frenzy and for a moment, Jeremy questioned the safety of this. In its orgasmic shake, the alien might easily rip off Jeremy’s own penis. But it didn’t. It was gentler than before and rubbed him into a light foamy froth. Jeremy jerked back, counterbalancing his forward motion, involuntarily. He shot a rocket that hit the back of another alien. Which caused that one to grow a dick without touch. “My first no hander!” And so it went. Rear entry there. Rear entry sideways here. Jeremy almost fell asleep in the middle of one encounter. He told the alien. “Shhh. I have a reputation to upkeep. Don’t tell anyone. Don’t ask. Don’t tell.” “We won’t ask for a pic from you.” “On Grindr?” “N’ we won’t tell anyone your age.” “You never need Grindr again.” The fleet was filled with more Jeremy sex than San Francisco’s Fulton Street. “That’s the Severn Bridge.” The Doctor delighted. “I feel like I’m home.” He slowed the Who Mobile and rather quickly. Without warning, Greyson and Theon were thrown forward and without seat belts. They made THREE STOOGES type sounds but being young and athletic, they were able to stop themselves before they were hurt. Next to him, Greyson smiled. “That’s Gallifrey, isn’t it?” “Yes, technically but England, now, England, that’s my home…” Theon poked his head between them from the back seat. “Are we there yet?” “I thought you said he was cool?” The Doctor asked Greyson. “He is.” “I am.” “Look at that. That brings me back. I wonder if…that hotel I used to live in is still there? The Carlton Grange Hotel…I used to live there in the lap of…” “Some hot guy?” Theon asked. “Luxury. My exile began quite…nicely. Then, there was all that business with the Autons and the Silurians after I became my third self and met that insufferable Brigadier.” “I thought you and he were like…besties.” “We are. We came to like each other. But at first…he murdered Silurians. Well, they were called Silurians but actually…” The Doctor dropped his smile. Then, he remembered. “Did I ever tell you I was once a panelist on a talk show…” “Talk, what a surprise…” Theon said, sarcastically from the back seat where he laid back. “Dude, shut up. We’re over England. We got here in less than half an hour…how cool is that?” “Ahhh,” Theon waved. “I guess so. You’re all right in my book, Doctor.” “It was a game show really.” “Really? You’re smarter than all of us put together, I imagine.” Theon seemed genuinely impressed. “Yes, I should think so but…it was GUESS MY MYSTERY. A farmer had called in…oh dear. The Night Walkers and all that.” “Tell us about it,” Greyson urged. “Can’t. We’re there. That’s the ship that the TARDIS, Jeremy and Jesse are on.” The Doctor gripped the wheel even tighter. “HANG ON, BOYS!” The craft nose tipped upward and flew straight at the ship, ignoring the news drone that flew nearby. Greyson gasped as he saw the massive underbelly of the cigar-saucer shaped, silver craft loom ahead…and fast. He shut his eyes. Theon was between the Doctor and Greyson, his entire upper body leaned in from the back seat. “Doctor! That’s so cool!” “Yeah, I knowohhhhhhh!” He flung the craft up over the edge of the ship and landed it. Everyone bounced. The doors to the Who Mobile opened and, demat circuit in hand, the Doctor jumped out. Although Theon was exhilarated by the whole adventure of it all, it didn’t escape him that, although Greyson was on the passenger side, his lover fled the Who Mobile on the Doctor’s side, right at the Doctor’s back. Theon went the other way out. They re-met at the side of the Who Mobile. Theon shouted. “Go on then, run. It’s always gonna be him, innit? Oh, go on then, run! It’s him again, isn’t it? It’s the Doctor! It’s always the Doctor! It’s always going to be the Doctor. It’s never me!” Greyson stopped and turned as Theon ran to him. “What’s that all about?” “I don’t know. I was never the jealous type. I didn’t care…never cared what other guys said about my girlfriends…or one night man flings…” “Maybe because…you didn’t…” “Really care about them?” “Really care about them.” “Yeah,” Theon admitted. “I’m with you now.” Greyson said, “And all I want is you. I’m not like them, doing everyone in some open thing. That sentence got away from me. Anyway, I wish I were. I mean it’s hot.” Theon laughed. “Yeah, it is. Maybe we can work up to that.” “You think so?” “Yeah. It’s hot. Besides, I don’t think anyone’s meant to be monogamous, do you?” “Boys? Boys, boys, boys. BOYS!” The Doctor went from irritation to annoyance to fascination, to urgency in all of those “BOYS!” They walked closer to him. He put his arms around both of them. “We’re here at the end of the world as you know it and…you two are…blogging. Stop it at once.” Theon shook his head. “You’re right, Doctor. What can we do to help?” “It pays to be cautious when walking into these things. So you two wait here.” “Waa? Wait?” Theon asked, moving away from the Doctor slightly and emitting himself from the Doctor’s arm behind him. “Always, wait here,” Greyson mimicked. “Yeah, Doc, we’re stronger as a three way, aren’t we?” The Doctor turned, bodily, at Theon, “That’s invariably true, however we’re not having a three way here, are we?” “Doctor, you can’t fight and defeat aliens on your own!” Greyson pulled on the bathrobe sleeve of the Doctor’s. The Doctor pulled his arm up, with Greyson still holding it. He waved to the air. “That’s either the stupidest thing anyone’s ever said…” Theon noticed Greyson’s defeated and very hurt face. It cheered him that the Doctor could hurt Greyson that way. He thought competing against the Doctor wouldn’t be impossible but if he said…if THE DOCTOR said such delightfully stupid things that hurt Greyson this often, he’s have no worries. Then, he saw just HOW MUCH that statement hurt Greyson by just looking at Greyson’s expression and he was about to pound the Doctor, either physically or verbally…and not in a good way. But the Doctor quickly added… “…or the most intelligent observation about me that ANYONE, even Roman/Romana has ever made about me.” Greyson perked up and smiled. The Doctor patted his head. “Like a dog,” Theon murmured but the other two didn’t quite hear him. “I still go alone.” “What?” “Why? You just said…” “Because I’m a dangerous man when I don’t know what I’m doing and you’ll have your hands full here.” Theon looked. “That doesn’t even make any sense.” Greyson whispered. “Sometimes he says things from his past that did make sense back then but not now.” “Yeah, I’d like to have a context to back then…” Theon didn’t really believe it made sense back whenever… “No, you’ll have your hands full of that one’s cumbersome cock.” “Cumbersome?” Theon stepped forward. “That’s it…now, see here…” “See and hear?” The Doctor said and sidestepped away from Greyson, getting the shorter boy to let go of his arm, to put an arm around the nearly bare Theon. “Theon! Theon, Theon! See and hear…that’s what is these aliens’ problems.” “THAT’s the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard.” Theon was face to face with the Doctor now. “We know they see and hear.” “It’s what they see and hear and how they interpret it that matters,” the Doctor pushed Theon off himself. Theon recovered. “Besides, by this time, I’d bet Jeremy and Jesse have everything way under control,” Greyson submitted. “If I know Jesse,” The Doctor said, “He’s probably got himself covered in aliens from head to toe…” Jesse came out of the spaceship exit, just about covered in aliens. Three hung on his right arm, hugging his body but not able to get completely around it. Two were wrapped in his other arm, he holding them. Two more hung (and in two definitions of that term) from his shoulders. He could feel their newfound penises rubbing all over his body, emitting a greenish/white-ish pre cum. A baby alien was on his head and at various times, while he tried to talk, leaned over his face and kissed his lips. “Hiya everyone! A little help here.” Theon’s eyes went wide. “Gee…” “Where’s Jeremy?” The Doctor asked. “Making dicks of the aliens.” “He’s what?” The Doctor blinked. “Can you look at the dead one? I tried to revive him but…it…it bursa sınırsız escort just wouldn’t work. I think he’s been dead too long and also…the ones Jeremy �uhhh, revived weren’t really dead, just on their way so to speak. I don’t know what else to do. I mean I’ve seen all this stuff you’ve shown me and been to all those places and seen all those other alien life forms but without you…” Jesse sounded defeated and sad. “If you can I don’t know give it a go, maybe alien to alien, I have a feeling they’ll feel different and not wanna enact their revenge thing but with aliens, one never knows.” “First, come here,” the Doctor hugged him and put his hand on the back of Jesse’s head. Jesse sobbed a bit but held most of it in. “You did well, very well.” “I wanted to save all of them, Doctor. Just because they’re different or even attacking the Earth…doesn’t mean they should die. Maybe, this could even bring peace…” “I taught you well,” the Doctor stated. “Where is he?” “He’s this way,” Jesse led them into the spaceship. When Jesse showed him the alien, the Doctor rubbed along the body and stopped at the stomach. He felt in his pocket and took out walnuts and shoved them in his mouth. “He’s not dead.” “WHAT?” Jesse, Theon, Greyson, the ten aliens wrapped around him, the five aliens clinging to Theon, and the six aliens covering Greyson said. “Shock,” the Doctor said. He took both hands and pounded the alien’s chest. “Three hearts.” “Ha. Huh. Got you beat by one,” Theon joked. “One heart but I got them topped by at least two penises,” the Doctor said and quickly looked at Theon. Theon’s eyes went wide and he stared Jesse, who looked at him sideways. “He…he’s joking.” Jesse put a hand on the Doctor’s back, bathrobe beneath hand. “You…you are joking, aren’t you?” The Doctor nodded yes but then added, “In this incarnation…I’ll have you know…” “Doctor. Dead green little non lothario…” Greyson nodded. “Yes, to the business at…ahhh, hand.” ” Theon looked at Greyson, who shrugged, neither knowing what the Doctor was doing. The Doctor looked at his hand. He stared at it. “Cut off?” “What?” Jesse asked. The Doctor quickly examined the alien. “These beings don’t have a urinary tract, an excretory system, or any digestive system that I can see. Which means they really don’t eat. Near I can figure is these aliens get their energy from both the sun AND from plants…” As Theon began to speak and almost said the word, “Photosynthesis…” “And it’s not photosynthesis…” The Doctor added… Theon’s happy face dropped. Greyson smiled at that. Serves him right for thinking he’s smarter than all the rest of us. The Doctor went on without making eye contact with any of them, although he sideway glanced up at Theon and added something again. “Although that’s a very educated, well thought out scientific methodical answer.” Theon shook his head positively at Greyson, who rolled his eyes and crossed his arms. “Over ruled,” the Doctor said. “Doc, dead non-penised little green thing…” “Yes, the hand…needs filling.” “Maybe this…” he leaned in and kissed the mouth of the “dead” alien. A penis immediately grew out of it, large, thick, like a giant cucumber, a rectangular slit on the apex. Two large melons grew side by side of it. The slit eyes opened and inside, the Doctor saw the black, shiny eyes but it still looked cute. “There you go!” The other aliens jumped off their respective humans and two jumped off the Doctor’s back that he hadn’t realize were there. “Needed a shock, just like I did.” The Doctor rubbed the penis. “Brig kissed him,” Greyson whispered to Jesse. Jesse smiled. “I knew it!” “Knew what?” the Doctor snapped in Jesse’s face. “Wish I were there to see that,” Jesse acknowledged. “But how could these guys have penises when they don’t eat,” Theon asked. “Unless I study them further…” the Doctor jerked the new penis until green cum spurted out. Theon jumped back. The Doctor kept talking, “…their evolutionary system is not like our own…if humans even have that kind of thing…these do. It’s part of their skin. They just needed someone else’s DNA to touch off their own. Don’t fully get it myself.” Jesse smiled. “You get it all right. All over time and space and your own home. And as soon as we get back there or maybe just in the TARDIS, which is your REAL home, you’re gonna get it again.” The Doctor smiled and went on with his explanation, “Their bodies needed reproduction and those green splotches will soon became new aliens. They’re also sort of semi-asexually reproductive.” “That doesn’t make any sense,” Jesse stated. “How can you be semi asexual?” “They needed another species, namely myself here and Jeremy, well, Jeremy all over the fleet, literally, to bring it out in one of them…a kind of parthenogenesis…” Theon smiled and had a moment of humility. “Parthenogenesis, I used to know what that means.” “You’re doing very well, my boy, very well, indeed,” the Doctor did make eye contact with him now. “Thanks, Doc.” “Don’t call me Doc.” Jeremy came into the room with ten escorting aliens. Two were holding his hands and two were feeling up his butt while two were trying, even as he walked, to suck his dick, which was still covered by a speedo. It was clear he had pre cum inside his speedo and even the usually hyper energetic Jeremy looked tired. “I tried.” “To do what?” The Doctor asked. “First of all, c’here! The both of you!” He moved at his two lovers, Jesse and Jeremy. “What now?” Jeremy sagged his shoulders. “I’m tired.” “You didn’t have to. It would have spread…” The Doctor took Jeremy and kissed him out the door, the aliens all letting go, in awe, of this. “C’m here you, too!” He looked at Jesse through the open door from outside. Jesse ran to them. The three of them shared a three way kiss. “I didn’t have to…waa the hell…I had fun giving them fun.” Theon felt proud. He was turned on, too. He was the one who had a mischievous glance now. “So, think you can, uhh, compete with that? You’ll never be able to…” Outside, Jesse and the Doctor and Jeremy broke their kiss…after a long time. “So, he’s not dead?” Jeremy asked. “Nope. He’s fine. Finer now, thanks to me. And so is the rest of the race.” “Not dead?” Jeremy pondered that. As Theon and Greyson came up behind him, Jesse rose his hot arms and yelled, “EVERYBODY LIVES, BOYS! EVERYBODY LIVES! Everybody lives! Oh, give me more days like this! I’m on fire!” Then, Jesse noticed everyone just staring at him, not saying it out loud but begging him with their eyes to just stop. Jesse frowned. “I’m just saying…” “You’re on fire all right,” Jeremy took him into his body and with one hand on his back. He whispered, “Because you’re fucking hot.” His other hand between them, Jeremy gripped Jesse’s penis. He didn’t realize they were still on TV! “CUT TO …WE’RE ON AIR! CHILDREN ARE WATCHING. This is CNN news anchor Jack Cafferty reporting…apologizing for the images you have just seen.” Jesse and Jeremy rubbed bodies on each other, lathering themselves up on each other. This image was on large TV screens. Until it cut off. In most countries but the US was first to cut them off. France kept the images on the whole time. Impressionable young gay boys watched and smiled in all countries that saw it. “I thought you were tired,” Jesse murmured as the kissed and rubbed each other all over. “Not that tired.” The humorless news anchor went on… “The naked body of not only various alien life forms but also two or three young men must be sparking outrage in the hearts of our American cities right now…” In a United States gay household, a crowd standing around the TV set, were going ape shit crazy in joy, yelling and blowing pop toys as if it were New Year’s Eve. “And so for the first time an alien race has made contact with human beings and this strange man in his strange machines…in other news Sarah Palin said that little green men are not welcome in her state as green does not go well with white…” “Uhm, we’re on TV,” the Doctor told Jesse and Jeremy. He then moved from the boys who were kissing and jerking each other off, to Theon and Greyson’s surprise, to the aliens. Theon and Greyson looked from Jesse and Jeremy to each other and shrugged. They followed the example of the blond ones. In between tongue wrestling, Theon asked, “When are we ever gonna get a chance to do this 300 feet in the air again?” “Lots I’m sure.” Greyson smiled. “Then, when are we ever gonna get a chance to do this on live TV?” “They’ll probably cut if off…” “I hope not,” Theon felt Greyson’s penis as he dove a hand down speedo. “It’d be such a waste.” “You’re right. I’ve been to France. They’ll probably keep it on…we’re still on in some countries, I’m sure.” The news drone was nearby taking the images. “TV where everyone can see.” The Doctor reminded his four friends. The Doctor returned gaze to the alien on him. “Which makes me ask…I’ve seen your technology… quit it,” he admonished one for poking a finger into his ear. He laughed. That alien, said, “So you like variety, Doctor…” “I never told you my name…” “The net…Grindr…has some stuff about you.” “Reminds me.” The Doctor took out the sonic screwdriver from his bathrobe. He aimed it at the computer screen and it buzzed it. “Just deleted Grindr from you folk’s systems. You can never download it again. And I mean that literally. If you try, it just won’t work. You don’t need that Grindr shit. Terrible place. Just about sex and sex without love and care is just not good for anyone really. Except the Beatle Bugs of Rama Four. They thrive on just sex. Just sex. Literally. I don’t know how but they don’t have a need for…real love. Sorta like some Grindr users. Trouble is the Beats don’t hurt each other unlike some Grindr Users. Why can’t people just be terribly nice to each other, aye?” “Doctor, the net will still have stuff about you on it.” “Have to see about erasing all that. Boyfriend of mine, Mickey…oh yeah, he’s in another universe…fuck. If my boyfriend Mickey were still on THIS Earth…” Theon broke briefly from Greyson’s mouth to ask, “Waddya mean THIS? This earth?” Greyson took his hand and put it on Theon’s head to push his lips back into his own. “Don’t worry your pretty little head. I’ll explain later.” “Oh big mannaaamamaumuffit!” Jesse broke from Jeremy. “Waddya mean boyfriend?” “Ahhh, ohhh, just a figure of speech.” The Doctor took a hand off his crotch. “Which reminds me…of what I wanted to ask you…can you make em forget?” Jesse ignored him and continued to pummel Jeremy’s mouth with his tongue. The alien motioned toward them. “Your friends?” “No, not them, actually…I want them all to remember. Remember how they handled this without me, my role in it, and how, even Theon and Greyson there, who just leant support, were needed by me.” “Everyone else?” “Make the whole planet forget. Oh, except someone called The Brigadier…Lethbridge Stewart. I’ll give you his coordinates.” “It will be done.” “He has others,” Theon said with Greyson still in his mouth somehow. “Chasing…” Greyson broke from Theon’s mouth to whisper. “He was my first love.” “I can take it. Go on, then. There’s no choice, is there? You can only chase after one of us. It’s never going to be me, is it?” “You ignorant, fucking hyper intelligent fucker,” Greyson whispered and put a finger over Theon’s mouth before he could continue to talk. “My first will always be my first. But that isn’t what matters. All that matters is here and now. And here and now, I choose you…for the rest of my life. It’s you who maybe…can’t handle that?” “I can. I can handle that.” “Good. Now shut up and finish me off.” “Oh, I’ll finish you off all right…” Theon jerked until Greyson foamed. The Doctor came to Jesse and Jeremy and insinuated his nose in between theirs. “So, you see, Jeremy, you needn’t have done all that. The …the penis growing would have spread from the first one you kissed, if it kissed another and another. Certainly, even if you had just done about five of them, that would have been enough.” Jeremy’s shoulders slumped. “Really?” He really did look tired now. “It was a hard job…really hard…but someone’s gotta cum to do it.” While the Doctor, Jesse and Jeremy felt each other up, Theon broke sharing mouths with Greyson to face five aliens. One little green one stepped closest to him. Theon stepped in front of Greyson who tried to step in front of him. “Greyson, hey, do you realize that this is my first first contact?” “So it is…” “I mean I did see that psychopathic, mayhem minded murderous motorcycle monster but it’s not the same. I didn’t meet him face to face and communicate.” “These guys certainly do need to communicate better.” “Let me have this moment and try to get to know them better.” Theon put up a hand and made the Vulcan (as from STAR TREK) hand gesture, splitting his main fingers in two. “Live long and prosper.” One alien tilted his head as a dog that’s just heard something strange. “Try again, hon, don’t give up.” “Don’t call me hon, hon.” Theon smiled and winked back at Greyson. “I need the experience. All that traveling we did, I never really got to meet a fully-fledged alien fucker.” “Yeah, don’t call them fuckers. Especially now that they’re no longer the Junkless but the Junk Full or the Well Hung or maybe just on some of them the Hung.” “Funny.” Theon looked at them and put a hand up. “I am and always shall be your friend.” Other attempts: He showed his ass cheek tattoo, “Call me maybe.” “Call me some time when you have no class.” “Would you care what kind of pants the son of a bitch that pressure shot you was wearing?” “I’m a friend.” “Yes,” Greyson pointed to himself. “I’m a friend, too.” “Open your pod bay doors, Hal.” Theon mocked. “Open something…” Theon again, “Bee Dee Bee Dee BEE DEE.” Buck Rogers’ Twiki, thought Greyson. Greyson rolled his eyes. Theon asked Greyson, “Maybe I should try sign language?” görükle escort Greyson shrugged. “It’s worth a try.” “We welcome you. We’re friends.” Greyson thought of the movie WAR OF THE WORLDS when the three men said something similar and got incinerated. “Maybe not that.” Theon again, “Can I help you phone home?” Greyson looked skyward in frustration. He let out a loud sigh. More attempts: “Hey doll, is this guy boring you?” Theon motioned his body toward Greyson. “Come and talk to me. I’m from a different planet.” Theon whistled the CLOSE ENCOUNTERS alien communication theme. In a German accent, “Very interesting.” A “I Dream of Jeannie” fold of the arms and blinking at them. Greyson thought Theon looked cute doing that. He wondered what Theon would look like in Barbara Eden’s pink costumes, navel fully showing though. Then, he wondered if Jeannie’s evil sister’s blue costume would better fit Theon. He shook himself out of his fantasy. “Why don’t you smegging well smeg off, you little smeggy smegging smegger!” Greyson steamed. “You’re supposed to be nice.” “I thought they might like that.” When he saw Greyson’s doubting face, Theon added, “Well, some people like when I’m mean…it’s a fetish thing.” More Theon tries: “Roger, roger. Vector Victor.” “Stop that.” “I can’t believe it’s not bigger…” Theon said as he looked at one alien’s young penis. “Butter. I meant butter,” he self-corrected. “What does that even mean?” Greyson asked. “And margarine tastes like butter. Promise,” Theon put up his hand again. “We cum in peace.” “Kayieda.” “Rough, rough.” Theon pointed at one alien and yelled, scaring he and the others into almost huddle of hugs. “YOU’RE NEXT!” “Stop yelling!” Greyson yelled. Theon kept on trying: “What’s that screaming? I a good many sexual situations begin with screaming.” “Klatu-Barada-Nikktoe.” He turned to Greyson, “Nick toe? Never realized it said nick toe?” “Give me your boots and motorcycle. Oh, you haven’t either.” “Frak! Frak? Frak. Frak me. Frak you. Frak me? Frak him?” “Go in peace and my peace I give you. Look not on our sins on Grindr but…” Greyson spoke up. “Really?” Later, Greyson will give Theon this website so Theon can do better on his SECOND CONTACT. http://io9.gizmodo/5510801/what-to-do-if-youre-the-first-human-to-ever-make-contact-with-aliens One of the aliens shook his newfound penis. Theon said, “That does compute.” “Oh, for Pete’s sakes,” Greyson commented. “You’re…” Theon turned to Greyson, “I’m what?” “Terrific at this,” Greyson smiled at him, took a hand and put it to the back of Theon’s head and drew him in. He kissed him. Theon gasped. “Now, that does compute.” The aliens seemed to like that and moved closer to touch the two boys, who looked like Kate Capshaw and Short Round from INDIANA JONES AND THE TEMPLE OF DOOM when they were surrounded by poor, victimized children. Theon couldn’t help but hug one little guy. It said, “Take your hands off me you damned, dirty ape.” Theon raised his eyebrows. “He’s kidding,” Greyson looked down at the alien who winked first both eyes at him, then one eye. “I think.” Inside the alien ship, Jesse re-entered the control room. The sounds of the ship were buzzing away, sounding not unlike the interior to the ENTERPRISE from the original STAR TREK. The alien were staring dumb founded at their scanner screen. Jesse wanted to round on the screen to see what it was they were viewing. On the screen was Sarah Palin. Sarah was saying, “We can see the effect of climate and weather patterns…not only on the coast line but elsewhere…on land but no one has proven that these changes are caused by anything done by human beings, be it greenhouse gases. There’s no convincing scientific for man-made climate change. The climate has always been changing.” https://www.youtube/watch?v=L7HHtVUc9Wg By the time Sarah has finished and the rebuttal from the news men was eminent, Jesse had moved his way through his little alien friends to the front of the console where the scanner controls were. “No.” He changed the channel. “Just no, guys.” He changed the channel to a Sponge Bob cartoon. He seemed to be laughing in different languages. The aliens seemed to understand him better than Sarah Palin, and laughed, agreeing with ube/watch?v=jvJrs-2zJEI “There, guys. You’ll understand us better if you watch him instead of HER.” Jesse shivered, thinking of Sarah Palin. Later: “Yes, ahh, children. Time to go,” the Doctor said. “Jesse, Jeremy, Theon, Greyson, one, two, three, four of you inside the TARDIS, all of you, you all come with me. We’ll take the TARDIS…I’ll have to reconfigure the doors to allow the Who Mobile in…” “No, Doctor, we’ll take the Who Mobile back,” Theon put forth. “Are you sure you know how to fly it?” “I do,” Greyson put in. “Whaa? How?” “I watched you.” “Clever boy.” “Do it. I need it parked there anyway.” The Doctor turned to them. “We’ll probably get there first in the TARDIS, Jesse and Jeremy and I…” Jesse and Jeremy looked at each other, dubious that that would happen. Theon rolled his eyes. Greyson just smiled. “Are you?” “Am I what?” “Nothing.” “SO we’ll wait for you to get there and catch you up, and let you know you mustn’t really tell anyone about this. Your families will remember it all and you will but no one else. The aliens are setting that up, even now.” “Okay, see you there, then,” Greyson said. “Okay, then, we’ll meet up at the house and tell the Brig what happened. He’s probably half worried out of his mind by now.” “Why? He knows we’re safe. He probably saw it all on TV.” “He doesn’t watch TV much. Plus, he probably wants to know why everyone else can’t remember a great big alien invasion in the sky…” “Yeah,” the others all laughed. “And he’ll want to file a report in triplicate. I just won’t do it, I won’t!” “You sound like a child,” Theon admonished him. “There’s no point in sounding like an adult…in some situations. Nine times out of ten.” Theon started at the Doctor, who changed his notion. “Eight times out of ten? One time out of two?” The Doctor amended. “What if you don’t show up?” Greyson asked. “You’re forgetting. It’s a time machine. We could go travelling around suns and planets and all the way out to the edge of the universe, and by the time we get back, yeah, ten seconds would have passed. Just ten seconds. So stop worrying. See you in ten seconds’ time, yeah? Ten for me…it’ll be more like a half hour for you two. You’re taking the long way home.” “I mean…what’ll we tell the Brig if you don’t return in ten?” Jesse and Jeremy shot Greyson and Theon sympathizing looks as they waved and entered the TARDIS doors. “See you in ten seconds,” the Doctor said. “We go the short way home. You and Theon there…bye, Theon…” The Doctor waved. Theon make a fake smile and waved back, unenthused by the Doctor as if he were angry. “…you two are going the long way home.” The Doctor kissed Greyson on the forehead and eyed Theon, who almost fumed. Theon gave him a halfhearted smile and meant it, this time. The Doctor went to Theon and shook his arm. “Thank you for coming.” “Twice.” “No, seriously. I appreciate the support. The companionship.” “Am I?” “Are you what?” “A companion? Your companion?” “Yes, and without a shadow of a doubt.” He kissed Theon’s hand and moved backward, watching him, eyes meeting. Theon shook his head, yes. “Take care of each other.” He pointed to both of them. “Ten seconds.” As he ushered them into the TARDIS, The Doctor was told by Jeremy. “Shame. I really wanted to drop in on Avon On Bath. It looked like such a quaint, peaceful place on that TV documentary I saw.” “Say, maybe we drop in on Avon in his bath instead. He’d like that.” Jeremy smiled as they entered the dark void between door and console room. “He sounds like such a nice man.” The Doctor raised an eyebrow. “You’d not say that if you actually met him.” Jesse shrugged. “Like most of your friends then…” TARDIS started to vanish. Theon watched and shook his head as he and Greyson went to the Who Mobile. “Ten seconds…” “Feeling excluded?” “No, you?” “A bit, I guess. But If I have to take what the Doc calls the long way home, I’m glad it’s with you.” “Of course. I mean, me, too.” Flying home in the Who Mobile, license plate WHO 3, it was silent. Greyson drove the craft. He left Theon take over after passing under him, dick rubbing through his speedo against Theon’s ass. It was still quiet. His dick throbbed underneath. Theon was trying to get over the fact that he loved Greyson so much. That had never happened to him before. He always loved em and left em. Now, he was dealing with…and Greyson knew this…the fact that Greyson also loved the Doctor, even though the Doctor and Greyson had sort of unannouncing-ly broken up. It was still quiet in the interior. To Theon’s left (the driver’s side was UK style and on the right side of the craft), Greyson swallowed, wondering how to emit talk from the boy he so loved and so wanted love from…exclusively. He had a mischievous look in his eyes. “So, Theon, are you going to see THE CONJURING 2?” Theon, had previously, admitted to leaving the theater during the first movie THE CONJURING in the middle and almost in tears. Theon knew Greyson was trying to tease him so didn’t take his eyes off the sky. With eyes transfixed to the viewport, Theon said, “Fuck that movie.” Later… “Long way home. Douche.” In front of the house, waiting, Theon sat on his jeep. He looked at his watch. Greyson looked at him. “I mean the Doctor. He’s a douche. Doctor Douche. It’s been 45…, no, wait for it, 46 minutes. They’re not coming.” “I bet wherever they are…they’re cumming.” “Yeah, me, too.” Theon said. “But…” he swung his hands down as he jumped off the jeep hood. “I’m going. Wanna cum?” Greyson looked at his watch. “Give em a few more minutes, will ya?” Theon nodded. “I’m tired. I’ve had two trans-Atlantic trips in one day…driven around by two manic maniacs.” Greyson laughed. “Okay.” Theon was his jeep and starting away, much to Greyson’s surprise…the piano player thought the trainer would stay a few more minutes…when, even above the roar of his jeep, he heard that sound. The sound of the TARDIS fighting its way into reality out of space and time’s normally closed windows. “Fuck,” Theon stopped his jeep short…Ms. Abbott looking out her window at him. “See, Abner,” she told the poodle in her arms, “All sorts of wild shenanigans with long haired boys and tattooed boys…and are you hungry, my baby?” Theon backed the jeep up to the Doctor’s corner home and parked under the big tree, the TARDIS on the front lawn, also under it and to the right of the drive way. Before the TARDIS even stopped wheezing and appearing into existence, the Brig had come out of the house. Ms. Abbott was watching from the side window at the top of the side door of her house. It faced the Doctor’s house on the side but she also had a great view of his driveway. She couldn’t quite see all the big blue box appearing however. As Jesse and Jeremy exited, the Doctor said, “That was some trip. Trips.” The Doctor was still in his bathrobe…although to Greyson, it looked a little different. Was it the same one? Theon was sure it wasn’t. Jesse and Jeremy were in different, even more revealing bathing suits, ones with the sides cut out. “You had the TARDIS driving down pat, all that time ago on the ship of the Junkless Ones.” “You mean when I …so it was the demat circuit?” “Yes.” Theon asked, “What do you mean all that time ago?” “Psst, it’s a time machine.” Greyson joked into Theon’s ear. Jesse still felt as if he had worked the TARDIS wrongly. “But I stayed in the alien ship and the TARDIS appeared outside.” “Not your fault,” The Doctor said and touched Jesse’s smooth, red cheek. “You did everything perfectly, I’m sure. It was the demat circuit being gone. If anything you just forgot that it wasn’t there. It still works short time due to some of my own jiggery pokery but it wouldn’t for long.” “So I didn’t do something wrong?” “No, Jesse. To explain further, it was…” “Cue some incomprehensible answer,” Jeremy started to say. Theon and Greyson laughed. “The demat recompensator will allow the TARDIS to take some short hops with the demat circuit gone…at least on my TARDIS and only my TARDIS…due to some…ahhh, redesigns I made.” “Illegally, probably,” the Brig added. Theon, Greyson, Jesse and Jeremy laughed. The Brig looked at the Doctor and laughed, too. Finally, the Doctor laughed, too. “After a while, that, too, would not be possible.” “Not much use for a TARDIS that leaves its travelers behind.” “Eventually we all have to leave the behind,” Jeremy joked. No one laughed. Theon, after a long pause, added, “It’s a shame, really, that.” “If I could interject on this very — I’m sure, stimulating conversation, Doctor…is the alien threat over?” “Yes, Brigadier, yes.” The Doctor sounded tired and aggravated at the same time. “And with me having nothing at all to do with it.” “Don’t worry, Brigadier, I’m sure someone or something will be shooting at you in no time at all.” “I hope not. I’m retired.” The Doctor giggled. “So, I see.” “But the details…” Jeremy put himself between the Doctor and the Brig. “It’s all in the past now, Brigadier. You see, for us, Jesse and the Doctor and I…it happened some time ago.” “But the details…” “Shh, shh, wisp wisp shh,” the Doctor put finger to mouth. “That would be telling. Suffice to say that the threat is over, the Earth…for it all knows now, there are NO aliens, mostly.” He stopped as if something had just occurred to him. The Doctor held the smooth woolen and very blue belt to his bathrobe and rubbed it on his face and mostly, on his mouth. “OHHH!” All of them turned toward the Doctor. He pointed at Jesse and yelled, “AND YOU! YOU, JESSE MCCARTNEY! 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