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Woohoo!! Julyen and Bellamy!! Together!! My beloved perverts❤️‍🩹

Below I put the fic I talked about in my last post with Julyen. Honestly its been days so I dont know if I'll finish it.. thought id post it here and see how it does. If yall fw it I might put it on my ao3

Tags: NSFW!! Zombie apocalypse, stalking, age gap, TECHNICALLY pseudo-incest..? (they're not blood related at all and don't know each other (you'll see what I mean)), talk of murder, technically kidnapping kinds? (Bro’s tied up but.. youll see), both are so damn awkward, first time, dacryphilia, choking, biting, creampie

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A thudding sound mixed with a wet squelsh. The groaning ceases, filling the dilapidated gas station with silence once more. Another one of those pitiful beings gone. It’d been about thirty years now since the world had been filled with these vile beings of rotting flesh. Or so he assumed, he’d kinda stopped counting after a while. What was the point anyway? The world would never go back to what it once was, certainly not while he was alive.

Over time, though, the zombies had turned into less of a threat and more of an annoyance. Mostly because there weren't many left over. A large number of them had starved to death. The survivors adapted, got better at hiding and fighting, and so, zombie food grew scarce.

Regardless, that one was now gone, and Bellamy was free to finish his scavenging. This gas station, surprisingly, had two cans of soup left in it, a little damaged but intact. Plants that had since grown were hiding them, and other looters hadn’t thought to check there. Dinner! Bellamy placed them in his bag, careful not to smush the plants and mushrooms he had gathered earlier.

He heard the soft rustling of fabric coming from an aisle over . Bellamy pretended not to hear it and kept on moving. Someone had been following him around for roughly four weeks now. An amateur, clearly, since Bellamy had noticed it right away. They hadn’t done anything to harm him, no traps, threats, nothing stolen, so he didn’t bother confronting them. They were not a threat. If anything, it was flattering. Why were they so interested in an old guy like him? It’s not like he did anything but the bare minimum to survive, surely this would be boring to watch.

Bellamy made his way back to the little cabin he had built himself deep into the forest. Many little communities had formed since the start of the End, mostly people desperately trying to rebuild society. Some were actually doing pretty well off, but Bellamy had no interest in joining one. He actually found comfort in being on his own, in charge of everything and free to do what he wanted when he wanted. The last thing he missed was his nine to five.

He set his bag down next to the door, like he always did, but this time, he hesitated to step inside. Four weeks? What could have possibly captivated this person for four whole weeks? He had to know, his curiosity just kept growing every day. He stepped outside, taking a quick peek around to see if he could spot them.

“How long are you going to keep this up?” He asked loudly, looking up at the sky. “It’s been, what, a month?”

A moment passed. Nothing but silence.

“Oh come on. You’ve been watching me this whole time, it’s only fair I get to see you too.” He tried again, growing more impatient. “Look, if you just come out, I’ll te-”

Bellamy’s head snapped to the left, eyes darting to find the source of the rustling. There. The leaves on those bushes were moving. He quickly began to make his way over to the foliage. Whoever was inside was now desperately trying to crawl away, but Bellamy was able to grab their leg and yank them out. He turned them over onto their back and pinned their arms down.

“Ohho, not so fast.. Let’s see..” Bellamy muttered to himself as he began inspecting them. It was a man, probably in his twenties judging by his appearance and lack of skills. He was wearing simple clothing and his hair was quite messy and long. His skin had nay a scratch on it, a completely blank canvas. “Huh.. How boring.”

Hearing this, the boy frowned. Bellamy was surprised to find he hadn’t even tried to wiggle out of his grasp. He was just.. laying there. “You from a community?” Bellamy asked, still eyeing him down.

The stranger shook his head no.

“What are you, a mute? I asked you a question, boy” The man spoke, his tone frustrated.

“No.” The boy finally spoke, quiet and cold.

Bellamy noted that he didn’t really seem interested in him like that, so he dismissed his theory of this simply being a little crush. T

However, the question still stood. Why him? Why so long?

“You think at my age, I can’t tell when people lie to me?”

“What does it matter, anyway.” The boy’s cheeks reddened slightly.

The man chuckled a bit. “Collecting information for them, then?”

“No. No.” He said, seeming more sincere this time.

“I find that a bit hard to believe, but alright.”

Neither of them spoke for a few moments. They stayed there, staring at each other, the only thing breaking the silence being the rustling of the nearby stream and the occasional bird’s chirping.

“When do you plan on talking, or do you perhaps enjoy the position we’re in more than you’re letting on?” Bellamy teased.

The boy’s cheeks turned a deeper shade of pink. “What? No, get off me.”

“I’ve barely been holding you, you know? You could’ve struggled free.”

“Yeah yeah whatever, I get it.”

Another moment passed where neither of them spoke.

“You still can.” Bellamy smiled. Although, to his surprise, the boy still didn’t move. “Did I paralysize you or something? I don’t recall hitting your head on anything, although maybe I missed it happening.”

“I didn’t hit my head.”

“Okay then.” Bellamy offered a look of confusion. He was really struggling to read the boy’s intentions. “Im still waiting for you to do somethin-”

“Shh. Shh..” The boy shook his head, then directed his gaze directly into Bellamy’s eyes.

Bellamy hated being told what to do, but his curiosity told him to obey and see where he could possibly be going with this. The boy was neither smiling nor frowning, his cheeks weren’t even flushed anymore, not one visual clue as to what he might be thinking or feeling. He just stared at the man, his expression completely blank.

Bellamy found his heartbeat increasing ever so slightly. Everyone was always so predictable, so uninteresting and easy to read. But he just.. He couldn’t figure this one out. Was it because he was no longer as young as the boy was? He had lost his way over the years? Was it because he hadn’t seen another living person in a while? Was it because this particular boy was different? A smirk formed on his face. This was amusing. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d felt excited about something. He wanted to look into the boy’s skull.

“Yeah, it’s gotta be.”

“What?”

“I did it”

“Did what? Who are you talking to?” Bellamy knew he didn’t hear anyone around them. He’d been keeping an ear out in case this had been a trap or something of the sort. “Do you see people that aren't there?”

“See peo- What? I'm not schizophrenic.”

“You were clearly not talking to me. There’s no one else here.”

“Are you sure about that?”

“I am.”

“Yeah okay.. you’re right.. How’d you even sniff me out anyway?”

“You are loud and clumsy. Now, don’t change the subject. What were you saying?”

“Oh, you look like him.”

The man took a deep breath in. “If you make another vague statement, I'm going to wrap my hands around your neck and wring it like one would a wet towel.”

The boy chuckled. “Is everyone your age like this?”

“You’ll get it if you live to see my age. I’d be surprised if you did”

“Yeah, I probably won’t. If I do, I hope im not like you, though”

“Right.. Now, for the last time, what were you talking about”

“Yes, yes.. I was getting to it. You look like him. My brot.. well, friend. His mom took me in when I was a kid, my parents didn’t make it”

“Okay? I'm supposed to care why? I don’t know your brother, friend, whatever, do I?”

“Well first, you’re the one who asked me. Second, my friend was your son”

Bellamy’s heart skipped a beat. He could feel his stomach churning uncomfortably. That’s not possible. “I didn’t have children”

“Lyne got pregnant, she kept it.”

“…”

“He’s dead? If that makes you feel better.”

“He is?” The man actually felt a wave of relief washing over him. The last thing he wanted was to have on his conscience that he had passed down his shitty traits onto another poor soul.

“Yeah. He went out looking for you but never came back. Figured he either found you or got eaten. He clearly didn’t find you.”

“Huh.. That’s why you came looking for me? To find him?”

“What? No. I wanted to see you”

“Did your mom not tell you about me?”

“Yeah, she did”

The man was even more confused now. “What did she say?”

“I know you’re a piece of shit who abandoned us, her words”

“Okay, and you-”

“I don’t mind, really. She whined about everything constantly so it mostly fell on deaf ears.”

“Okay then.. ” The man really wasn’t sure where the boy was going with this.

“Yeah, and your son, he was annoying and loud. She always let him have his way when we were kids. He turned out really spoiled”

“Doesn’t sound like someone I wanna meet”

“Nah. Im kinda glad he’s gone honestly”

Bellamy continued watching silently. The way he was talking about his deceased friend.. Was this kid like him? This definitely isn’t normal behaviour for someone his age, even for the more ‘edgy’ ones.

“Where’d you put him?”

“Kept one of those zombies as a pet, right? Fed him to it. Took a couple days to get it all gone, but it cleaned him good, only bones were left. Buried all of those, but I kept some of his teeth”

“Did you, now? You buried them deep right? Communities usually have dogs”

“I wasn’t born yesterderday, you know”

“To me, you were.”

The boy offered what was supposed to be a smile, but looked really unsettling and wrong. “I knew you’d understand. None of them did”

“Unsurprisingly.”

He nodded in agreement. “I’m Julyen, also”

“Bellamy.”

“Bellamy.. the way you handle them is just so.. the zombies I mean. So precise and.. intimate. I wasn’t gonna watch you for long but, I couldn’t help myself.”

“Doesn’t compare to the real thing. Their rotting flesh is much too soft. Doesn’t offer any resistance. It’s boring”

“Agree. It’s so much better when it has blood flowing through it.”

Bellamy nodded. The sun was starting to go down now, and the mosquitoes were seriously getting on his nerves. “We’re going inside now”

“I need to go back, they’ll worry. I’ll be here tomorow though.”

“You’re not going home.”

“…” Julyen turned his head to the side, staring at the grass beside him. He took a deep breath in, exhaling loudly before turning back to the man. “Okay.”

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“Is this necessary? I said okay, you know.” The boy complained, using his head to gesture to his restrained limbs. Bellamy had tied his arms and legs to the chair he was sitting on.

“Is it tight enough? Or could you escape it?” The man asked as he began preparing the stew using his cans and the stuff he had foraged earlier.

“Yeah yeah.. I can't move.” The boy sighed. “How long have you been living in this cabin anyway?”

“Longer than you’ve been alive.”

“And you built it?”

“Yes.”

“Are you always so dry?”

“Do you always ask this many questions? Should I gag you next?”

“That won’t be necessary, but I can’t say I’m against the idea.”

Bellamy shot the boy a disgusted glance. “Would make it hard to eat.”

“Well, my restrained hands make it hard to eat, what’s your point?”

“I’ll feed you, you won’t need your hands.”

“Okay.”

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The man poured out one large portion of stew and sat down in front of Julyen.

“Only one bowl?”

“You asked me to gag you, yet you complain about sharing a bowl?”

“I wasn’t complaining, I was just pointing it out.”

“Okay. Can you please be quiet while we eat?”

“I’ll try. No promises.”

With that said, the man grabbed a spoonful of soup, still steaming. He had to blow on it a few times to be able to eat it. “Not bad”

“I thought we had to be quiet?”

“We? I asked you not to speak, I never said anything about me.”

Julyen nodded . The man grabbed another spoonful of stew and shoved into the boy’s mouth. He smiled softly as he watched him squirm the hot liquid hurting his delicate tongue.

“It’s good?”

The boy blushed and nodded silently. The man caressed his cheek before feeding him another hot spoonful.

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Bellamy used a cloth to clean the boy’s mouth. “Are you still hungry?”

“I’m a little tired” He replied, allowing his head to fall onto the man’s shoulders.

“Okay. To bed then.” He slowly untied Julyen and carried him into his bedroom.

“Am I sleeping on the ground..?”

“With me.”

“Okay” Julyen offered another creepy ‘smile’ and wrapped his hands around the man’s neck.

“Did you starve yourself, or does your community not have enough food to go around? You weigh almost nothing”

“The food tastes bad, so I don’t eat much. Not a lot of meat.”

“I’ll make sure to go hunting tomorrow then.” Bellamy said, plopping the boy down onto the mattress. He stood over him, staring down intensely.

“I’ve never been with a man before. Have you?” Julyen asked, his eyes undressing the man.

“Dunno. Maybe.”

“How do you not know?”

“Don’t know if it counts. I did the fucking, so it didnt feel different than being with a woman”

“I think it counts”

“Then I have.”

“At least one of us knows what they’re doing. That’s ideal.”

“Yeah, I guess so.”

They exchanged a few awkward glances, neither of them moving. After a few moments spent entirely in silence, the boy reached over and turned the oil lamp off, plunging the room into darkness. Bellamy then got undressed and crawled into the bed.

“Oh, you’re still wearing clothes?”

“Sorry, I wanted you to take them off for me. Forgot to ask.”

“Why? Your hands aren’t tied anymore”

“Yeah, I know. I heard someone say that it’s ‘hot’ when someone undresses you, so I wanted to try it.”

“Okay” the man sighed before taking the clothes off of the boy’s body. He wished the lights were still on, he wanted to inspect the body closer and check for any blemishes or scratches. He must have some somewhere, his skin couldn’t just be perfect all over. But alas, the tiny amount of moonlight seeping into the room wasn’t enough to help him see more than his silhouette.

Finally, the both of them were naked.

“So, was it hot? How did it feel?”

“Not really. It kinda just felt like when mom would undress me for a bath.”

“Maybe it’s the way I did it.”

“No, you’re not like her. Her hands were soft, while yours felt rough.”

“Oh. Alright then. Should I start moisturizing them for you?”

“No, I like it”

“Okay, good to know.”

“You’re gonna have to take the lead, I don’t know how this works.”

“Right. Lay on your stomach”

“Okay” The boy said as he obeyed, laying on his stomach. “Like that?”

“Uh..” The man hesitated. He pressed his hand onto the boy’s back, running his fingers from his nape down onto his ass. “Yeah.” He placed both of his hands on his ass, gently feeling its shape. “Do you exercise?"

“Not really. I walk, but that’s about it.”

“Oh, yeah. I probably made you walk more than you were used to, huh”

“You did, but it paid off since you like my body”

“I suppose so.” Bellamy waited a brief moment. He took a deep breath before shoving two fingers into his mouth. Once he felt they were sufficiently lubricated, they slowly made their way into the boy’s hole. “Don’t clench, just breathe normally”

“It feels odd. Not sure if I like it”

“Give it a moment, you’re still getting used to it. Plus its just my fingers, my dick’ll feel different”

“Okay..” He said quietly. His breathing had gotten heavier, more laboured, and he was certainly talking a lot less.

“That should be enough, I think” The man muttered to himself, taking his fingers out. He spat into his hand, rubbing it over his shaft. “Lube would be better, but there’s no way I can find any around here”

“Lube?”

“Don’t worry about it.” Bellamy sighed as he continued rubbing his shaft silently.

“Is it working? Do you want me to touch you or something”

“Just, give me a sec. It’s been a while.”

“Okay”

“..Maybe you could hold my hand”

“Okay”

Bellamy grabbed Julyen’s hand, his rough fingers caressing the back of his hand. That seemed to have helped him. “Okay, im ready”

“Good”

The man nodded, even though the boy couldn’t see him, then let go of his hand and slowly pushed himself into the boy’s core.

“Ah.. wait.. wait please”

“What is it”

“It feels like I might..”

“That’s not what’s happening, just give it a moment. Does it hurt?”

“In.. a good way”

“Okay” Bellamy rubbed the boy’s lower back before pushing himself all the way inside. “You’re.. quite tight”

“Well.. nothing has ever.. gone in there..” The boy said breathily.

“I guess you have a point. You’re okay if I move, right?”

“Mhm..” The boy grabbed the nearest pillow and pushed his head into it.

Bellamy slowly began to thrust into the boy. He let out a few low groans, his body a lot more sensitive since the last time he had done it, before all of this undead stuff had happened. He could hear Julyen moaning into the pillow, though he couldn’t figure out why he had chosen to muffle such cute sounds. The man wanted to hear it. “There’s no one else that can hear you..”

The boy nodded.

“I want to hear you” Bellamy said, picking up the pace.

“Mmm-mm..” The boy shook his head.

The man, growing impatient, grabbed a handful of the boy’s long hair and yanked his head up. “I said I wanted to hear you” He groaned in his ear, continuing to pound at his hole. He could see tears on the boy’s face, his expression one of pleasure, but also discomfort. He was letting out all sorts of lewd cries, making Bellamy’s member harden in excitement. “You sound pretty when you cry..” he said, licking the tears off of the boy’s cheek.

Julyen’s legs suddenly began to shake against his will. He let out a strained groan as he felt himself release his built up pleasure directly onto the man’s sheets. “Sorryy.. Sorry… ” He cried out softly.

“That can be cleaned.” He reassured, kissing the boy’s neck."

The boy did as he was told and laid on his side, his back pressed into the man’s.

“We’ll take a few minutes. I don’t want your first time to be too exhausting”

“You didn’t cum. Let’s continue”

“Yes, in a moment. We’re not done for the night, we’re just taking a break”

“But I don’t want to”

“Just talk with me for now”

“Okay”

Bellamy wrapped his arm around the boy, his erection pressing painfully against his back. “How does it feel so far?”

“Good”

“No, I wasn’t fishing for a compliment. I want to know what it feels like to receive”

“Oh. Well at first bad”

“Okay”

“Really bad. And kinda like I had to use to bathroom”

“Okay..”

“But as you kept going..”

“Yeah?”

“I don’t know. I guess at some point it stopped feeling bad”

“I see.”

“It felt good when you pushed yourself into me.”

“You say such lewd things sometimes. Have you ever had sex before?”

“Yeah, once”

“Only? I find it hard to believe”

“Well, I was the one who did the fucking” He said playfully, trying to mimick the man’s gruff voice.

“Okay.” Bellamy sighed, pressing his lips onto Julyen’s back. Which do you prefer so far?”

“I don’t know. It didn’t really feel good when I did it with her. But I didn’t like her, so its not a fair comparison.”

“I see” Bellamy’s member twitched angrily, which the boy noticed.

“Im okay now.” He said, grabbing onto the man’s hand.

“Good.” Bellamy quickly re-lubricated his length as he had before and inserted himself into the boy. It went in a lot easier that time, but still somehow felt just as tight.

Julyen squeezed the man’s hand. “Feels like.. You’re deeper like this..”

“Is that okay?”

“Mhm.. yes..” He moaned quietly, his hips gently rocking against Bellamy.

That combination of the rocking and the soft moans made it impossible for the man to contain himself further. He placed a hand onto the boy’s waist as he began plowing into him much faster than he had before. “I can’t.. it’s .. im sorry..” He apologized as he rutted into the poor boy’s hole.

Julyen let go of the man’s hand, desperately trying to muffle his moans by placing it over his mouth instead. His other hand wandered down his chest until it reached his now erect length. He slowly stroked himself as he felt the man repeatedly pound against his G-spot. He let out a soft cry, feeling himself orgasming again. Once more, his pleasure dribbled out of his body and onto the sheets.

“You feel good too?” Bellamy groaned in pleasure as he moved the hand that was on the boy’s waist onto his chest. He gently toyed at the boy’s nipples, sinking his teeth into his back.

Julyen groaned. He’d never felt anything like this before. It felt so raw, so intense, like his mind was melting and leaking out of his twitching rod. “Ch..choke.. Choke me..” He moaned, placing his hand loosely over the man’s.

“Okay.” Bellamy kissed the bite mark he’d just left. He noted how his mouth now tasted of copper as he slid his hand up to the boy’s tender neck. Without warning, he started squeezing as hard as he could. The sound of the boy desperately gasping for air while clawing at and kicking him sent him over the edge. Without loosening his grip, he thrust himself into the boy, grunting as he felt a wave of pleasure course throughout his lower half. He released his climax as deep into the boy as he could, almost as though trying to breed him. As he came back to his senses, he noticed that the boy had gone limp. “Oh, no.. Have I..” He brought a hand up to the boy’s nose and mouth. “Oh, okay good. Asleep, then. Good night.”

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Idk it ill ever finish this chat🥀

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