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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Rick_and_Morty, c137cest_-_Fandom
  Relationship:
      Rick_&_Morty_-_Relationship
  Character:
      Rick, Morty
  Additional Tags:
      Multiple_Orgasms, Some_Fluff, Drunk_Rick, 17_y/o_morty, mentions_of_morty
      going_off_to_college, rick_is_sad_bc_mortys_leaving_for_college, Anal
      Sex, Blowjobs, sin_-_Freeform, god_help_us_all
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-10-07 Words: 2516
****** Ready, kid? ******
by rickxmortyshipper
Summary
     Rick's upset about Morty getting older & looking for colleges. So he
     gets drunk and deals with it the best way he can...
Notes
     If you don't ship Rick and Morty, don't fucking read this.
Morty awoke to a loud crash followed by a subtle "fuck". He sat up, rubbing his
eyes & expecting to see an excited Rick, begging Morty to go on one of his
stupid, pointless adventures, but recently, he hadn't had much time to because
he was now 17 and looking for colleges to go to.
But instead of seeing his usual, drunk, excited grandfather, he was on the
ground, both hands on the ground below him, struggling to get up. He stayed in
that position for another minute, swaying back and forth, obviously super drunk
and out of it.
"R-Rick?"
Rick pulled himself up with the edge of Mortys bed, and landed face first into
Mortys lower legs.
'Man he sure was out of it'
Morty figured he went on some adventure alone and something struck at him.
Wouldn't surprise him, Rick had tried to kill himself when Unity left him, and
Morty had made him promise he would never try again. So instead Mortys been
dealing with Ricks sadness in a state of him being completely drunk and passing
out on his floor. But tonight was different...
Rick had managed to sit up and look at Morty, gaze boring down into the
youngers eyes. Morty quickly began to look elsewhere, the hard stare of his
grandfather making him slightly nervous.
"Ahh, Rick? W-What's up? A-A-Are you o-okay?" Morty silently cursed himself for
how nervous he sounded. But Rick responded with a cheeky grin followed by a
disgusting burp. He paused, seemingly swallowing back vomit. He pulled out his
flask, drank what was left out of it, and threw it behind him. It was probably
empty.
Then Rick lunged for Morty, Morty tried to scream but Rick had covered his
mouth.
Morty had never seen his grandfather so aggressive, so sure about himself, so
attractive.. Wait attractive?
Before Morty could continue his thoughts, Ricks other hand snaked up his chest,
and rising to his throat, and ghosting over his neck.
"R-Rick, you're, y-you're scaring m-me," Morty looked up at him, Rick still had
that stupid grin on his face, but his eyes looked empty. It wasn't until then
how Morty had noticed the puffiness of his eyes. Rick had been crying?
Mortys body relaxed. "Rick, it's okay, it's okay.." Morty leaned up to hug him,
gently grabbing the back of his neck and pulling his body to his chest. Rick
still held his lower half up, hesitating.
"Morty, don't."
Finally Rick said something.
"Why, Rick? What's wrong?"
Rick went silent again, looking into Morty. The emptiness in his eyes flicked
to rage, to sadness, to.... lust? No Morty must've seen it wrong. Morty blinked
and looked back up at his grandfathers eyes. Nope that was definitely lust.
Mortys heart beat wildly into his chest. Rick smirked down at Morty, finally
letting his lower half land on Morty. Mortys eyes bugged out of his skull when
he felt something large and hard poke at his inner thigh. It sent a jolt of
pleasure straight to his crotch.
"Y-You, Morty.. Y-Y-You've been a bad boy, huh? You've been elsewhere while
grandpa has to deal with i-intergalactic business? You know grandpa d-doesn't
like to do i-it himself.."
Mortys breath hitched as Rick leaned down to Mortys neck, his breath ghosting
over the skin for what felt like forever. Ricks dick throbbed against Mortys
thigh, each throb making Morty harder and harder by the second. Finally, Ricks
slightly chapped lips landed on Mortys neck. He kissed softly earning a small
moan from the boy.
Morty kept his arms pinned down at his side, afraid of moving. Rick had said
he'd been a bad boy, which meant punishment. But he couldn't take the throbbing
of his dick.
He reached down, palmed at himself and as expected, earning a slap from Rick.
"No, n-no touching." Rick slurred into Mortys neck, still kissing lightly.
Morty whimpered and tried to thrust up, gaining friction from Rick. Morty
thought he'd push him down but instead he backed off Morty for a split second.
Morty thought this was it, Rick was just gonna tease him and pass out on the
floor but boy, was he wrong. Rick started unbuttoning Mortys pants, zipping
them down, ripping them off, leaving Morty in his underwear.
Mortys heart thudded so loud, he couldn't even hear himself breathe. Wait, was
he even breathing? Morty gasped for air, not knowing he'd been holding his
breath.
Rick leaned down and Morty felt Ricks mouth over his dick, the clothing of his
underwear blocking full friction, but nonetheless, it was Ricks mouth.
"O-Ohhh," Morty moaned, tried to thrust up for a bit more friction but Rick had
already had his hips pinned down.
"R-Rick, p-please.. M-More," Morty couldn't stop his embarrassing stutter but
he didn't care, all he wanted was Rick.
Rick pulled down his underwear, cold air blasting to his cock, but quickly
replaced with Ricks mouth.
"Ahhh, Rick, R-Rick!" Morty thrusted into his mouth, Rick had let go of him,
his hands snaking up to his nipples, playing with them.
Morty felt so much, the pleasure of having his grandfathers mouth around him,
sucking deliciously, the sensitivity of his nipples being rubbed. Morty grabbed
a fistful of Ricks blueish grey hair and lowered him further down his shaft.
Rick let him, swallowing down until his nose was pressed into his pubes.
That did it.
Morty watched Rick expertly sit with his penis down his magnificently tight
throat, and Morty felt his orgasm coming.
"R-Rick, I'm gonna cum," Morty tried not to sound too desperate but he did
anyway. Rick's eyes began to water, his rose was running, but he stayed there
with Morty's length in his throat.
Morty couldn't hold it in anymore, he released inside his grandpas mouth,
shuddering and spasmed with a gasp of Rick's name. Rick popped off his dick to
suck his cum out pumping the rest out with his fist. Morty saw stars, his chest
heaving. He wanted to curl up and sleep, as he always did after he orgasmed.
But apparently, Rick wasn't done. He climbed back up to Morty, lifting him up
to take his shirt off. Rick stood up taking his pants and boxers off in one
swift motion. His cock bobbed up, an angry red at the tip, and dripping precum.
He climbed back on top of Morty but with his dick directly in front of Mortys
face. Morty looked up at Rick's face. His pupils were blown wide from lust, his
lips swollen and red.
"Suck," Rick demanded.
Morty looked back down to Rick's massive length. He'd never done this before.
But he licked up from his balls to his tip, feeling Rick's body shudder. He
took the tip in his mouth, tasting the saltiness of his precum and moaned at
the taste, sending vibrations to Rick who took Mortys hair, and pushed him down
further on his dick.
"That's it, baby, you're doing so well for grandpa, such a good boy."
Morty moaned again at the name Rick gave him and he popped off, a burst of lust
hitting him and he pushed Rick down on the mattress below him. He immediately
started sucking Rick again, trying to push down as far as he could go, he was a
little more than halfway down, going up and down at such a fast pace. Rick
gripped his hair, guiding him down and back up.
"Fuck, Morty," Rick moaned out, deep, almost growling.
But before he felt Rick release in his mouth, Rick pulled him off.
"Grandpa wants to fuck you, okay baby?"
Morty nodded furiously. His cock was already half hard again.
Morty watched as Rick pulled off his lab coat, long sleeved shirt, and white
tank top underneath.
His breath hitched, he watched his drunken grandfather climb on the bed over
him, giving him a small smile before leaning over to grab lube from his lab
coat pocket.
Morty's mind was racing, his heart felt like it was gonna explode. He was
actually about to have sex with man who's sperm made his mother. God, this was
so wrong, but it felt so right.
Morty felt his legs being prodded open, Rick used one of his hands to push his
knees to his chest and Rick stared deliciously at Morty's hole. Rick leaned
down to lick a stripe over his asshole.
"O-Oooooh Rick, please," Morty moaned and begged as Rick's tongue slid in and
out of him. Morty grew rock hard and felt his orgasmed growing closer and
closer. He tried to swat Rick away but he stayed, teasing his hole.
"R-Rick, please, y-y-you gotta st-stop!!"
But instead of stopping, Rick licked upwards, sucking on his balls and Morty
came undone.
With an embarrassingly high-pitched moan, Morty came again and Rick quickly
went up to lick Morty's cum off his stomach.
Morty went slack, mildly upset that he already came twice from nothing but
Ricks mouth, but Rick continued to open the bottle of lube and slick his
fingers, prying open Morty's legs again.
"Rick, n-no, I can't, i-it hurts," Morty pleaded, but deep inside, he wanted to
fuck Rick so he silently hoped Rick wouldn't stop.
To his pleasure, he didn't.
Rick pushed his middle in, stopping halfway to look at Morty to see any sign of
discomfort. Obviously there was a hint of it because he had just cum, but Rick
kept his eyes locked on Morty's face as he fucked him slowly with his finger.
Morty twitched and moaned painfully, the sensitivity was too much but Rick
prodded against that sweet spot inside of him that made his dick twitch. He
caught Rick staring at him and Morty blushed a deep red. But couldn't help his
unfiltered obscenities and moans escaping his lips everytime Rick pushed at his
prostate. Rick added another finger, making Morty's dick limp a little more,
the burning sensation overloaded his lower-half. Rick took that into noticed,
leaned down, with his fingers still in his ass, and sucked on just the tip of
Morty's cock.
Morty moaned a mixture of pleasure and pain as Rick slowly sucked on his tip,
and the two fingers scissoring him opened. Rick reached his prostate and
pressed at it aggressively, making Morty's dick grow again.
"I'm gonna add a third finger, okay? Just breathe, Morty, grandpa's gonna take
good care of you," Rick whispered, rough with lust, but soft with compassion.
Morty nodded, but his body was still tense. Rick leaned up and looked into
Morty's eyes, looking for any signs of regret, but saw none, and he leaned down
to kiss him.
Morty's heart beat wildly in his chest, his grandfathers chapped lips expertly
kissed Morty's smooth, soft ones. He brought his hands up to his blue-grey hair
to deepen the kiss, tongues fighting over dominance, teeth clanking together.
It was messy and uncoordinated but it made Morty moan long and deeply into his
mouth. Rick took this time to stick a third finger up Morty's ass and Morty
whined in pain, but that quickly turned into a moan when Rick started fisting
his dick at a good pace.
Morty quickly became a moaning and withering mess, begging Rick to fuck him.
Rick pulled his fingers out, Morty whining at the loss, but he felt the head of
Rick's dick against his entrance.
"Ready, kid?"
Morty nodded, but fear panged in his chest. Rick pushed inside, just the tip
and looked up at Morty's face which was screwed in discomfort. Rick let one
hands caress Morty's sides and the other on his dick to keep him aroused and
focus on pleasure rather than pain. Rick slowly pushed in further as he pumped
his grandsons cock, and Morty felt so full when he realized Rick was buried all
the way inside him. Rick angled himself to poke at Morty's sweet spot and Morty
humped back on it.
"R-Rick, you can move n-now," Morty stuttered.
Rick pulled out slightly, pushing back in and Morty mewled with pleasure, no
pain hidden in his voice anymore, so Rick took this as an invitation to go
faster. Rick pushed Morty's knees up to his chest and gradually fucked him,
faster and faster.
"Rick!! Fuck! F-Fuck, fuck me harder, harder Rick," Morty couldn't help the
moans escaping his mouth as Rick relentlessly pounded into the young boy below
him.
"Sh-shit Morty, you're so tight, you're so tight for grandpa," Rick tilted his
head back and enjoy his grandsons beautiful tight ass swallowing his length,
the pressure almost making him fall apart. He looked down at Morty.
Morty had his hands gripping the sheets so hard his knuckles were white, tears
streaming down his cheeks, his lips red and swollen from biting them, his hair
sticking up in every possible direction, and sweat clinging to the boys
collarbones. He looked delicious.
Rick continued to fuck Morty senseless, but leaned down and bit a nice hickey
on Morty's neck. Morty grabbed Rick's hair, his moans breaking, saliva running
down his chin.
Rick kissed Morty's lips, biting and pulling on his lips, tongue exploring his
mouth.
Rick realized he didn't want Morty to leave for college, he didn't want him to
go. This was his bestfriend. His sidekick. He wasn't just a brainwave
camouflage anymore. He loved Morty. He loved Morty in the way a grandfather
wasn't supposed to love his grandson.
He pounded into Morty, the boy meeting up to the older man's thrusts.
"Rick, p-please, I'm gonna cum," Morty's voice sounded hoarse and broken, and
Rick's hips stuttered, losing the rhythm of thrusts, and Rick pushed himself as
deep inside his grandson as possible, stabbing relentlessly into Mortys
prostate making Morty's eyes roll to the back of his head with a screaming moan
of Rick's name, and came once more. Feeling Morty clench around his length was
enough to milk his own seed out too. He pumped his dick inside of Morty,
letting his cum dribble down the sides of his ass.
They both breathed heavily, Rick pulled out of Morty slowly, making Morty moan
softly.
After Morty regained consciousness, he felt nervous, not knowing if Rick just
did this out of lust, or it meant something else. He knew he'd blossomed
feelings for Rick a long time ago, but he didn't wanna act out on them. But now
this happened and he didn't know what to do.
"Morty.."
Mortys throat tightened at the sound of his name. "Y-Yeah Rick?"
"Morty, I love you."
His breath hitched as he looked to his grandpa, who was already looking at him.
Morty turned to him and lightly kissed him on the lips. Rick pulled himself on
top of Morty, their chests gliding together thanks to the cum and sweat of
their "workout." Rick kissed him more passionately and when he backed away
Morty breathed, "I love you too, Rick."
Rick laid on Morty's chest, soon drifting into a deep sleep. Morty rubbed
Rick's back and massaged the back of his neck and played with his hair until
Morty, too, fell asleep as well.
What an unexpected turn.
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