You are what eats you

Dawn came quick, even after a good deep sleep and Pete woke slowly - sitting up halfway to do a visual check of the store and make sure they were still secure. Seeing that both the front barrier and the back door were still intact and only a few lingering zombies shuffled outside the gate, the older man laid back down and once more curled his arm around the younger man's waist.

Sure, there were benefits of having someone young and willing to fuck - not to mention good looking and hung - but more than that, it felt good to have someone to protect. He hadn't thought about it for a long time, just how much he'd come to depend on his identity as an officer in day to day life. There was always someone that needed him. The way things were, he need himself more than anything.'

"Danny..." He murmured softly, rocking his thick body against the younger man as he snuggled in close again - feeling the hard grit of his morning wood against the stiff pants. "Sun's up, kiddo."
 
The boy mumbled in his sleep as Pete hugged him close. It had been the best sleep he'd had in weeks, but his dreams were so disjointed. In some he was walking with Pete, chatting and everything, the city was as it should be. In others he was being fucked by the zombies and one turned into Pete. In another he and Pete were making love and he opened his eyes while kissing the Police Officer to find it was his dad he was kissing, then he felt the arm over his waist, the rocking, Pete's voice in his ear, and most of all the poking of Pete's morning wood into his sweatpant covered ass. He felt his own cock harden on its own as he slowly woke.

"Oh, is it morning already?" He yawned, pushing back into Pete hoping to claim a few more hours sleep from the older man. "Just a little longer, Pete, please?"

He begged in a cute almost whiney way, his eyes closed, his ass wriggling against Petes crotch.
 
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"Mmm, we need to get moving soon." He murmured, letting his heavy arm drape over the boy's waist as he continued the gentle rock of his hips - now a deliberate tease to wake them both. "Should eat something before we go... don't know when we might get pinned down again.

He let out a soft groan, feeling the gentle push and wiggle against the strong bulge behind his zip - almost certain it was on purpose. "We'll bed down early tonight if we can." He muttered, working the hand that was trapped under him between himself and the boy to lower his zipper and thumb open the button - allowing a more direct rub as his hard on pushed out of the open fly of his boxers to find the warm cotton sweats.
 
Danny, still half asleep, nodded at Pete's words and slowly began to stir. he half felt Pete's hand between them, but a second later he definately felt the now familiar pressure of a hard cock at his butt. His eyes opened and he stared at the wall next to him, not turning to face the Police Officer. He wondered what to do. It was obvious Pete was horny again, but the boy wasn't sure he wanted to do again what he had last night. In the cold light of day he felt again the wave of humiliation that he had felt last night, that he had been so easy. If he had been a girl he would have called her a slut for letting Pete take him without a fight, despite the facts of him being Danny's saviour. Still, there was no way he could ignore the way his own cock throbbed as the touch of Pete's. His mind and body seemed seperate in their wants.

"P .. Pete?" He whispered. "Your so hard .... do you want me to suck you again?"

He let his hand that had been resting in front of him slide over his hip and down between them till his fingers touched the rock hard cock pushing at his ass. The question had been almost rhetorical. He knew Pete wanted release from the small moans and thrusts he could feel from the man, but he hoped maybe the Officer would say no, that they had to get going, and so save Danny having to do anything right now, so he could think more on what had happened last night.

He didn't deny that Pete had made him feel so incredibly good though, that he had cum harder than he ever had before under the older mans touch, it made him feel bad that he was hesitant to pleasure the Police Officer again and he realised that part of him, a growing part if he was honest, wanted to feel that again.
 
Letting out a soft groan, Pete forced himself to focus on the situation at hand. As much as he'd love the boy's sweet mouth wrapped around him, there would hopefully be time to indulge later. "Mmm, I wish we could." He admitted quietly, giving one last teasing thrust against his backside before rolling onto his back and forcing the hardness back into his pants. "We really should get moving. I'm pretty sure there's a department store a few blocks from here where we should be able to get clothes and supplies - it's probably been looted pretty good but you never know what might be left."

With an awkward grunt, the officer sat up and retrieved the gallon of water and a few bags of beef jerky, sliding them close to Danny for when he managed to sit up and start coming to life. "Should start preparing for the worst, kid."
 
The boy nodded his understanding as he to sat up and pulled the water toward him, taking a deep swallow, knowing all about dehydration and what it could do to you. He also took some jerky and began chewing on it as he got to his feet. Without being asked he began to tidy up, rolling the blanket, collecting useful items so they would be ready to move on whenever Pete decided it was time to go.

Realising that they would indeed have to go back out there made Danny feel cold all over. He now felt safe in this room, this building, he really didn't want to leave, but he knew they had to. They couldn't survive staying here. Finally ready to move out, Danny turned to Pete and smiled, trying to seem brave and confidant.

"Ready when you are, Sir."
 
Pete ate what he could get down with big sips of water. They'd back what they could to take with them but it wouldn't be enough to get them comfortably through more than a couple days. As the boy packed up what he could, Pete went over the map again and reminded himself to take it one step at a time - first just concentrate on getting to the department store; hopefully getting inside and getting what they needed and then he could worry about what was going to happen after that.

Picking up his heavily loaded bag, Pete nodded and handed over the shotgun and a box of shells. "Don't shoot unless you have to - if they've got you pinned down, hit them in the head... try to be as quiet as possible." Not letting his nerves show, he wrapped his arm around the younger man's shoulders and gave a quick squeeze. "Stay close, keep your eyes and ears open. Clear?"
 
Danny nodded to the advise, stuffing the box of shells into a pocket in his jacket while he held the shotgun in both hands. Petes hug had made him feel better, a little anyway, and he followed the big man as he led him toward the back door. Opening it slowly the Police Officer peeked out into the daylight before looking back at the boy and nodding.

The first few minutes away from the store was a living nightmare for Danny. Every sound, every shadow made him jump or spin around to aim the shotgun. Luckily he had the sense not to fire at the empty air he saw, but his nerves were getting a little fried as the day went on.
 
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