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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Rick_and_Morty
  Relationship:
      Rick_Sanchez/Morty_Smith
  Character:
      Morty_Smith, Rick_Sanchez
  Additional Tags:
      Exhibitionism, Public_Sex, Plot_What_Plot/Porn_Without_Plot, Movie
      Theater_Sex, Orgasm_Denial, Dirty_Talk, C137cest
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-10-05 Words: 2007
****** Movie Date ******
by mortytortytavy
Summary
     prompt: rick and morty fool around in a movie theatre
Notes
     unbeta’d so let me know if you see any errors and i’ll be happy to
     fix them!!
"Rick, c-c'mon we're gunna be late!" Morty hollered through the house. He and
Rick were going to see some old movie that had been remastered and was only
being showed at a select few movie theatres. Rick seemed pretty excited, which
was odd. Morty only wanted to go because Rick had been on an adventure dry
spell for a while (to Mortys dismay), so when he was asked if he wanted to go,
he jumped at the idea. Anything if it meant spending time with Rick. It was
strange that Rick wanted to go to such an obscure earth movie instead of a
popular earth movie or even a popular movie from some other planet, but Morty
just figured it must be a movie he likes. Whatever. "RICK! I'm serious, this w-
was your idea! Come on!" He yelled again, jumping into the passenger side of
the ship.
Rick entered the garage and made his way to his side of the ship. "Jesus
christ, Morty, cool your- your fuckin jets, I'm coming." Rick didn't give a
shit about this stupid movie and he sure as hell didn't care if they were late.
He had no intention on even watching. He'd seen this movie at least twice and
it was complete shit, but that’s not why he wanted to go so bad. His reason for
wanting to go to a movie was much more exciting. For the past week he'd been
having the same dream every night, driving him absolutely crazy, so he decided
that tonight was the perfect opportunity to make it happen. As long as Morty
went along of course.
When they got to the cruddy little theatre (right on time Rick pointed out just
to be a dick), Rick led himself and Morty to the very back. There were only a
few other people there and luckily they were all in seats much further down.
When the lights dimmed and the previews started, Rick set his plan into motion.
Moment of truth, he thought to himself. Slowly, as to not have Morty notice, he
lifted the armrest separating his seat from Morty's to his right. He then
leaned close to Morty, resting his hand on his knee and whispered close to his
ear, "Th-that movie looks pretty- uuurhp- p-pretty good eh, Morty?" He felt
Morty tense under his touch.
"Uhm... y-yeah, sure Rick." He mumbled back. Rick smirked and started to slowly
move his hand up Morty's thigh. He could feel the muscles start to relax but
Mortys expression looked anxious. "Rick w-what are you-"
"Ssssh, Morty. The movies s-starting" Rick hushed Morty with a low gravelly
voice, ducking his head down to rest his lips on Mortys neck. A shiver went
down Mortys spine, the volume of the movie drowning out the noise that bubbled
up from the boys throat.
"R-Rick...wh-" Morty was cut off again, but this time not with Ricks words.
Ricks cold hand slid itself under Morty's shirt, going to rub lightly against
his nipple, he felt the bud stiffen at his touch, while he sucked lightly at
the boys neck. Morty squeaked and brought his hands up to cover his face. He
couldn't believe this was happening, he was dreaming right? Rick has never
touched him like this before, the sensation was thrilling and more arousing
than anything he's ever experienced. He felt Ricks other hand grip one of his
wrists, pulling it away from his face.
"Nuh-uh, you move when I- when I say so, got that, baby?"
Morty put his hands back to his sides, gripping the theatre chair as he gave
his head a quick nod. Rick nibbled his ear, voice husky, "Good boy, so good for
grandpa" to which Morty replied with a hushed whine. He could feel his dick
twitch at Rick's words. Moving from his grandsons chest, Rick's hand came up to
hold his chin and turned the boys head to face him, then pressed their lips
together. It was soft and slow until Rick breached Morty's mouth with his
tongue. They both moaned into the kiss as Morty tried his hardest to keep up.
Pulling back, Rick looked at Mortys flushed face and smirked.
When Morty fluttered his eyes open, he barley had a second to look at Rick
before he was being lifted to sit on one of Ricks legs, facing the large
screen. Putting the armrest back in its original spot, he then placed his hands
on Mortys hips, helping the boy grind down onto his thigh.
"Oooh.. R-Rick--oh my g-god" Morty mumbled. He was having trouble controlling
himself as his hard, trapped dick was being ruthlessly rubbed against his
grandpas leg. Placing one hand on Ricks knee and the other on an armrest, he
planted his feet firmly on the floor to grind his hips harder and faster into
Ricks thigh. Morty's arousal was coiling up tight in his groin when Rick pushed
him onto his shaky legs and started to yank at Morty's pants, bringing them and
his underwear down to his ankles, then pulling him back down to sit in his lap,
leaning down to get Mortys shoes and socks off, followed by the rest of his
bunched up clothes, leaving him completely naked from the waist down.
"M-Morty, baby, put- put your feet up." Rick instructed. Morty did as he was
told, situating his feet right above Ricks knees, even as the heat of shame and
embarrassment from being publicly nude was rushing through him. He could feel
how hard Rick's cock was as his ass was pulled flush against it. Rick had his
hands under Mortys thighs, spreading his legs wider. Rick noticed the boys hips
start to shift and lightly grind back against the older mans clothed erection.
One of Ricks hands left Mortys skin to dig around in his pockets. He remembered
putting it somewh- yes there it is! Sacrificing his grip on Morty, Rick lubed
up his fingers and set the little bottle in one of the cup holders. "Ok, Morty,
now y-you gotta--you have to be quiet Morty or else we c-could get caught" Rick
whispered against Mortys ear, his voice low and rough with arousal. Morty
nodded, trying his hardest not to touch himself by gripping the armrests hard.
"I p-promise I-I-I'll be quiet- just... p-please grandpa Rick, please t-touch
me more" Morty whined. He was starting to lose it just as he felt Ricks fingers
teasing lightly at his asshole for the briefest moment before diving two
fingers into him. Morty gasped and tilted his head back to rest against Ricks
shoulder. Oh fuck. Rick groaned at the feeling of his grandsons soft walls
against his fingers.
"Hah...hng...oooh..R-Rick" Morty was panting, as Ricks fingers rubbed against
the boys prostate. Rick fingered him thoroughly, spreading the tight rim as
much as possible. Looking down on himself, Morty groaned as Ricks fingers
slowly left his wet hole. After a few seconds of Rick shuffling around in the
seat, he arranged Morty so that his feel were now on either side of Ricks legs
having Morty crouch over Ricks dick. Morty felt the blunt head of his grandpas
cock against his sloppy entrance and shivered. He’s thought about this for so
long.
"R-ready, baby? Ready t-to have- the get pounded by grandpas cock?" he spoke
hotly against Mortys cheek as he lowered Morty by his hips and slipped just the
head of his dick inside his asshole, stopping until he got an answer.
"Y-yes grandpa, I-I'm ready for your cock" Morty replied, hips shifting
impatiently, trying to get more of Rick inside him. Slowly Rick allowed Morty
to move deeper onto his cock until he was fully sheathed inside. From the full
feeling alone Morty was about to come, but before he could even try to voice
this, Rick brought his hand down to secure a cock ring tightly around the base
of his small prick and balls causing Morty to whimper.
"We're hardly half way through the movie, Morty. You- you better h-hold on
tight, and re-remember-" he nipped at Mortys ear "stay quiet." Rick then lifted
Mortys hips so his cock slid out about halfway before pulling him back down,
grinding the boys hips roughly onto his dick. The loud explosions and yelling
from the movie drowned out any sounds coming from Morty, why do you think Rick
picked this movie? It’s one of the loudest earth movies he’d ever seen and he
knew it would be perfect to live out his little fantasy. “Mmm.. yeah that’s
right, baby. Y-you feel- ah fuck- so good around grandpas cock.” He gripped
harder at Morty’s hips, lifting him and slamming him down before grinding him
down once again. Rick repeated this slow brutal pace far too long before he
stopped completely, keeping Morty impaled on his length.
Morty couldn’t think, he was too overwhelmed. He wanted to come so bad but the
tightness around his dick made it agonizingly difficult. He wanted Rick to fuck
him hard and fast but right now Rick was doing the opposite. Why did he stop?
“H-holy shit... R-Rick... please keep going.” Morty rolled his hips, trying to
spur Rick into doing something- anything.
“Sh, Morty I’m trying to-uurp- watch th-the Movie.” Rick’s eyes were fixed to
the screen. Jesus Morty sounded desperate. “If-if you want it so badly d-do it
yourself.” Rick wasn’t really just going to leave Morty to do all the work, he
just wanted to see what the boy would do.
Morty obliged, rising himself slowly, and bringing himself back down. He was
shivering with overstimulation, going through his second rejected orgasm. He
gave himself a minute to breathe and calm down, before he continued. Although
this felt good, it was hard for Morty to move in this position. He was
overstimulated and wound up, needing more. He thought about it for a second
before lifting himself off Rick and turning so that he had his back to the
screen and sat himself back in Ricks lap, setting his knees on either side of
Ricks hips and wrapping his arms around Ricks neck. Morty then lowered himself
back onto the entirety of Ricks massive length, hiding his face into the
junction of Ricks neck and shoulder, whimpering pathetically as he was filled
once again.
“Sh-shit—holy.. oh fucking christ Morty, that’s it- that’s- you’re such a g-
good boy, Morty” Rick groaned, palming Morty’s ass, helping him slide up and
down Ricks cock at a quicker pace. “Yeah, Morty- F-fuck yourself on my fat
cock.” Rick panted. This was far better than his fantasy. He wouldn’t last much
longer.
“Oooh... R-Rick you f-feel so good inside me...” Morty spoke into Ricks neck
while he was absolutely wrecked by Ricks cock, keeping the fast brutal pace for
as long as possible before Morty couldn’t take any more. “P-please let me- let
me come, grandpa.” Morty pleaded desperately, it felt like he was going to
burst. Ricks cock slammed into him hard and fast, as he reached down to undo
the clasp on the cock ring. It took two more thrusts into Morty before the boy
came without a single touch to his dick. Morty bit down on Ricks shoulder to
keep himself from screaming into the theatre.
Even after Morty’s orgasm, Rick kept pounding into his ass, grabbing Morty by
his hair and pulling him into a filthy kiss that was mostly tongue and teeth,
before he came deep inside him. They sat there, mouths still locked together,
feeling absolutely ruined and exhausted, before Rick noticed that the credits
were starting to roll. He pulled back quickly.
“Shit, ok Morty time to- w-we gotta bounce before the lights turn on” Rick
stood, still buried deep in Morty’s ass making the boy whimper and whine. He
gathered Morty’s clothes, pocketed his lube, and opened a portal to Mortys
room. He could come back for the ship later, for now he just wanted to lay in
Morty’s bed with the boy pressed close.
 
 
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