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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Rick_and_Morty
  Relationship:
      Rick_Sanchez/Morty_Smith
  Character:
      Morty_Smith, Rick_Sanchez_(Rick_and_Morty)
  Additional Tags:
      Romance, Fluff_and_Angst, Fluff_and_Smut, Consensual_Underage_Sex,
      Incest, Sad_and_Beautiful, Shameless_Smut, Public_Humiliation, sexaul
      humiliation, References_to_Drugs, morty_just_becomes_a_slut, Birdman_and
      maybe_morty?, Threesome_-_M/M/M, Orgasm_Delay/Denial, Forced_Orgasm
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-03-02 Updated: 2016-10-31 Chapters: 2/? Words: 13548
****** Rick's Morty- My Diamond Child ******
by RickedFanfics
Summary
     It all started after the jelly bean king raped Morty. Nightmares made
     him scream at night, masturbating felt dirty, he’d fall limp. The
     thought of even going out with Rick again made him shake, men, woman,
     human or aliens couldn’t get close to the kid without him freaking
     out.
Notes
     This Is my first Rick n Morty fic, but not my first rodeo, iv'e beed
     writing smut for 13 years, nothing comes close to Rick and Morty tho.
     It's so fucking hard to to w-write like, jeez, you know like this.
     Fuck me it's a first to write like this.
     SO I THANK EVERYONE WHO'S WRITEN RICK N MORTY FICS ON HERE BECAUSE
     IT'S A HELL OF HELPPED ME GET THIS RIGHT.
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***** The Sound *****
It all started after the jelly bean king raped Morty. Nightmares made him
scream at night, masturbating felt dirty he’d fall limp. The thought of even
going with Rick again made him shake, men, woman, human or aliens couldn’t get
close to the kid without him freaking out.
All the while Rick watches his grandson handle the pain, and hurt. He try’s at
times to get him too just come out of his room. He won’t leave. Home schooling
now, only leaves to the doctor for his sleeping pills. Hell Beth gave up on
trying to get him out for that, that she brings it too him now.
Summer’s been trying the best she can, Morty only willing to talk to her, but
she’s leaving to collage in three days, which has put Morty into a major freak
out mode. Now not eating or even talking through the door, he only passes by to
the bathroom. Quiet, head down, bags so big under his eyes he looks like a
raccoon. His yellow shirt now looks like a large blanket hanging off bones,
skin tight against his joints, elbow bones sticking out clear as day. Sweat
pants tie is long and hanging, tied as tight as he could to his small form. His
birthday is in four months, and I’ll be damned if the kid turns fifteen like
his.
Rick rubs his rough stubbles with his pointer finger and thumb. Lab coat
hanging as he sits on the high chair at his work bench, trying his best to come
up with a way to get the kid out of his darkness, he finally decided to go to
the dark side. Rick drinks from his flask, frowning, like me. I need to help
him, my dumb ass morty isn’t here by my side, mumbling and stubbing about me.
I’m not Rick without my morty.
Groaning Rick rolls off the chair, we’re the only ones home. Summer out buying
things for her dorm, Beth and Jerry are out on a date. I made them. I need this
moment to knock on his door.
The old man stands, waiting for an answer that doesn’t come. Rick knocks again.
“Look, M-Morty, we need to- to talk.”
A small crack of the door, and Rick pushes himself in, shoving the twitching
boy to the side.
“Th-this needs to end.” Rick states, sitting down on mess of a bed, he looks
around, pill bottles laying on the side table, red pills lay about, just being
opened from the foil packing. The man looks up at his sweet child. He look so
frail now, twigs for arms and legs. Rick sighs.
“L-look at you.”
It’s rough to talk the man swallows and puts his head down in his hands.
“G-god, m-my Morty.”
The boy stands there looking down, eyes glassy from the high on pills, he let’s
out a small whimper and moves to hug Rick. Stopping to look at him before
slowly wrapping his arms around his grandfather. Rick wraps his arms around
morty. Slowly pulling him down to sit on his lap for a longer embrace. Morty
shakes, crying in his arms, head tucked into the crook of Rick’s neck. He
sniffs and pulls back to stare at the latter.
“Hel-help m-m-e-me PLEASE!”
He yells with a raspy voice, hand bangs against Rick’s chest before grabbing
his lab coat, gripping tightly.
“I-I-I’m s-s-so lost a-and I-I d-don’t kkkonw Rick, I-I-I can’t please help.”
Rick squeezes the boy into him pulling him back to lay down. Leaning over to
get the three pills and his water handing it to him, Rick puts the glass back
and turns off the light.
He ended up falling asleep with the boy. Waking to his scream two in the
morning. He grabs anywhere he can pulling at his grandfathers lab coat. Finding
that it was him he clings to the man. Rick can only hold him while he shakes
crying and dry heaving. God what a mess, he needs. . Shit I’ll do that.
“Hold up K-kid.” Rick runs out the room fastly retuning with his bag of weed.
Morty sits on his bed with his knees tucked under his chin, arms holding
himself in his form. Rick drops his sound and ‘smell’ blocker, on the ground.
It flashes orange in the room and clears, he chuckles lightly before walking
back to the bed. Rick plops down next to the boy and smiles.
“Th-this’ll help you.”
Rick carefully rolls a joint for him, while he sits and watches, eyes gazing at
the mans skillful fingers doing their work. Rick lights it before handing it to
the boy. Morty takes it without having to make or beg like I do. He smiles
lightly puffing, holding the smell good smoke in his lungs before letting it
out and puffing again. Rick smiles, just enjoying a little bit of his normal
grandson. He rolls himself one and they sit against the wall talking.
“S-so it’s be-because of th-that.”
Morty try’s to explain his problem, but Rick already knows, he got the hint the
moment Morty walked up to him after going to the bathroom. Honestly he wish he
would have gotten up and checked on him. He knew the kid was in there to long.
“I shot him.”
Morty looks over at me, eyes wide.
“wh-what?”
“I-I shot him.”
“wh-a wh-when?”
“when we- we-were leaving. Sh-shot him be-fore jumping, I got the hint, and I
and I-I was pissed.”
Morty grins.
“H-he’s really gone.”
“You know it, y-you know I wouldn’t let, I wouldn’t let a motherfucker live
after he did that to. . .to someone I-I. .I love.”
Rick looks up from his fingers holding his joint, to morty, brow frowned, he
smiles moving too me. . lightly kissing my cheek out of nowhere.
“Rick, thank. .you.” He waits to make eye contact, I kiss his cheek back and he
sits with a small smile.
“I do Morty.”
“I- jeez Rick, so do I.” He sighs and puffs his joint. Curling his legs up
leaning his arms on his knees, letting the smoke out.
The night went well till the sun rose up.
“I need t-to sleep.” Morty pushes my arm, as we lay in his bed, stuffed too
fit. Morty is tired and aggravated with my extent stay, so I get up and leave
him to his sleep.
Walking out with a large yawn myself, shit I think I’ll go sleep.
“Dad?”
I stop and look over at my daughter walking out of her room as I make my way
down the stairs to mine.
“Y-yeah baby.”
“What were you doing in Morty’s room?”
“I. .I was t-trying to help him.”
“Well,” She steps close, egger to know if her sons doing better.
“He, he’ll make it baby, this-this will take time, of course. . .But he’ll-
he’ll make it.”
“Thank you so much dad.” Beth hugs me tightly, smile on her face.
“Is he sleeping.”
“Yeah.”
“You look beat dad, you go now, I’ll bring you two breakfast.”
Rick’s stomach grumbles, his mouth is dry, watering up for the green liquor of
salvation.
“That- That sounds nice baby, I hope the- that the kid eats, his to thin.”
 
Beth sighs for the forth time, not understanding, well, she gets it, just
doesn’t know why.
“But dad, don’t you think it’s better, if his whole family try’s to help,
instead of everyone leaving.”
She huffs and crosses her arms, tapping her foot for a response, pressing for a
fighting.
“Beth you keep tapping that foot and demanding, but this is a fight you’re not
going to win.” Rick pats himself on the back for the fatherly skills without a
slur. Beth again sighs and walks out with the tickets in hand. I know Jerry
will flip his shit and pack now, my daughter on the other hand, well tomorrow
we’ll see.
------
Today’s the day. And everyone knows not to talk or knock by Morty’s door. Rick
doesn’t want him to have time worry. Beth looking back twice at the door, does
as asked, walking down the stairs with her bags. She walk’s with a fast pace
and stops in front of her father, pushes a finger against her father’s chest.
“I swear if he’ the same way when we get back, I’ll kill you myself.” Rick
takes the comment as motherly love and pats her shoulder.
“Something, I don’t know if it all, but something will.” He holds back his way
of talking and sighs. “Will change.”
_________. . . .
 
“Morty, I-I wanna help you, but but you have to do as I say.” He nods stoned
and full on the food Rick made him.
“Alright. . This -this may be wired, I know, but, I-I really want to help you.
And this is the best way. You I love you, I I’ve- I’ve always wanted you by me,
even-even if I acted like I like I didn’t. .. I did. I enjoyed the better half
of-of you adventure.” Morty smile lightly, moving to the edge of the bed.
“Grandpa.” Morty opens his arms for a hug, and Rick takes it, sitting down next
to him. Morty grabs the blindfold and ties it around his eyes.
“Okay lay back.” Rick commands, he does as told. Almost exited. Morty grins not
knowing what this is about, or what’s to come. A thrill run through his body
until rick runs his hand over Morty’s arm. He pulls the blindfold up eyes wide
with worry.
“I . I’m going to help you get- to get comfortable with your body again. I want
you. . .to get hard and-and feel good, okay, with yourself. . .moan please.”
Morty swallows and pulls the blindfold down waiting for what’s to come. Rick
leans down and kisses at his neck. The boy whimpers just enough for him to
hear, Rick smiles lightly.
“Does, does it feel good.”
Morty nods, trickles of tears run down his cheeks.
“C-can I take the blindfold off. . .I . .I want to see you.”
Rick pulls it off smiling down at his grandson. “I love you.”
Morty grins and licks his lips, leaning up on his elbows to lightly peck Rick
lips, nothing major just a simple kiss. Morty lays back with a small smile.
“I, jeez Rick, I trust you doing this.”
The man nods and moves on top of the boy, legs outside off Morty’s.
“Alright baby, lets take your clothes off.” Morty’s cheeks a light pink, slow
and calmly rick pulls his shirt off toss it to the side. Moving down to his
sweat pants, he unties the string and shoves them down and off tossing them to
the side with his shirt. Rick grins at the sight, his sweet Morty naked and
blushing from embarrassment and thrill. Rick pulls his lap coat off and his
shirt, tossing the shirt keeping the coat.
“Sit up baby.”
Morty knowing what Rick wants sits up and puts his arms out for the sleeves,
his grandfather putting on his overly large coat, coats his body like a
blanket, already warm and worn from time it’s the most comfortable morty’s
been. Morty lays back, diligent fingers grabbing the collar bring it up to his
nose, inhaling his grandfather’s musk. Rick smirks getting off the bed to pull
his jeans off, keeping his boxers on he gets back into bed. Rubbing his hard
member in front of the boy making his grandson gasp in surprise. Rick grins and
pulls the tail of the coat under Morty’s ass. The old man sits back on his
knees looking over the boy. The sight is amazing. The teen holding his coat to
his nose, smiling up at me. .a little to thin for my liking, but beautiful none
the less. His member hardness as I look him over, licking my lips, this beauty
here is mine and I’ll never let anything happen to him again. . .that I don’t
afflict upon him myself.
“Grandpa, kiss me.”
I’m loving the way he says that, my smile turns into a shit eating grin that
makes morty smirk. Rick leans down his puckered lips meet morty’s, again that
light peck. But morty puts a hand around the back of my neck and licks at my
bottom lip eagerly. Rick opens his mouth and morty’s tongue slips in with
excitement a smile tagging along. Rick lets his tongue invade and play with
morty’s sweet tasting mouth and tongue, lick he’s been eating cotton candy.
Rick groan and cups the boys cheeks in between his hands, their tongues battle
for a moment before morty’s young and new at kissing lungs run out of air.
Morty’s bottom lip slowly becomes plump as Rick sucks, letting he teen catch
his breath, not know he’s taking it away. Rick let’s the boys lip go with a
pop, and licks morty’s saliva off his lips with a grin, morty grins back.
“Are you planning on taking my-v . . .” morty’s smile drops and Rick grins his
teeth hating that he has to go through this.
“You losing your virginity to me tonight, you understand me. This is the night
you’ll remember I promise you that.”
Rick grabs his box with the items he brought to the room. A injection with just
the right antidote to kill that one fucking memory.
“R-rick what is that?”
“This- this baby will take that memory away.”
“Rick. .” He smiles and holds an arm out.
“What- what the fuck have you been waiting for.”
With a grin Rick wraps a rubber tie around his upper arm and tightly ties it,
waiting for a plump vain which he finds under the inside curve of his elbow.
Rick pills open a alcohol cleaning pad and rubs the spot clean, he puts the pad
down and grabs the shot.
“Alright you’ll feel a pinch.” Morty nods and shuts his eyes, holding still.
Rick pushes the needle through the pale skin and morty hisses, slowly he pushes
the injection into his blood system.
“It’s gonna burn a little, but if it feels like you can’t handle it tell me.”
again morty nods eyes still closed. Rick pulls the needle out of his arm
“There is one big side effect I do want you to understand.” Rick sigh’s
fiddling with the shot debating where to toss it, he just puts it back into his
box.
“well . .?”
Morty leans in trying to understand me. Again I sigh.
“It’s gonna change all your thought’s, take that out yes, but you’re. . .you’re
gonna love sex and everything to do with it, it’s gonna change you in a way.”
Rick sighs for the third time, looking back at his grandson. He looks bewailed,
clueless if I could put a finger on it. He grins.
“Rick why don’t you stop fucking around over there and come here.”
It’s like a reboot, he doesn’t remember his trip at all. He’s horny and just
wants to full-fill his want to fuck Rick at the very moment. To which Rick
groans, Thinking to himself if he should give himself a reboot to get him horny
as fuck without knowing why, or deal with it. He shrugs and climbs on top of
the boy, a smile plays on his young face.
“I really want you to take my virginity grandpa Rick, I’ve been waiting for
this.” He whispers soft and slowly, making sure to not stumble on his words.
“Okay baby.”
***** sex *****
Chapter Summary
     This is for
     -WillowLong- and -TheMazeBlackCat- for their love of this fic and
     pushing me to work it so I did. And I want to give them this
     Halloween treat, as well as everyone one else reading this ;p
     Happy Halloween guys hope you enjoy this long smuty treat just for
     you ;)
Chapter Notes
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“R-rick what is that?”
“This- this baby will take that memory away.”
“Rick. .” He smiles and holds an arm out.
“What- what the fuck have you been waiting for.”
With a grin Rick wraps a rubber tie around his upper arm and tightly ties it,
waiting for a plump vain which he finds under the inside curve of his elbow.
Rick pills open a alcohol cleaning pad and rubs the spot clean, he puts the pad
down and grabs the shot.
“Alright you’ll feel a pinch.” Morty nods and shuts his eyes, holding still.
Rick pushes the needle through the pale skin and morty hisses, slowly he pushes
the injection into his blood system.
“It’s gonna burn a little, but if it feels like you can’t handle it tell me.”
again morty nods eyes still closed. Rick pulls the needle out of his arm
“There is one big side effect I do want you to understand.” Rick sigh’s
fiddling with the shot debating where to toss it, he just puts it back into his
box.
“well . .?”
Morty leans in trying to understand me. Again I sigh.
“It’s gonna change all your thought’s, take that out yes, but you’re. . .you’re
gonna love sex and everything to do with it, it’s gonna change you in a way.”
Rick sighs for the third time, looking back at his grandson. He looks bewailed,
clueless if I could put a finger on it. He grins.
“Rick why don’t you stop fucking around over there and come here.”
It’s like a reboot, he doesn’t remember his trip at all. He’s horny and just
wants to full-fill his want to fuck Rick at the very moment. To which Rick
groans, Thinking to himself if he should give himself a reboot to get him horny
as fuck without knowing why, or deal with it. He shrugs and climbs on top of
the boy, a smile plays on his young face.
“I really want you to take my virginity grandpa Rick, I’ve been waiting for
this.” He whispers soft and slowly, making sure to not stumble on his words.
“Okay baby.”
 
===============================================================================
 
 
 
I swallow and try not to act dumb, act like the cool and collected man I am.
Okay baby, that sounded so dumb even morty lets out a small giggle. His dainty
fingers grip the folds of my lab coat, eyes on mine while playing with the
fabric. Morty smiles, or is that a testy smirk, little shit just got into a new
body mind and zone. Oh man.
“Morty a-are you sure about this.”
“Do you want me to beg, because I can.” He. .he’s not skipping a word little
shit, did I fuck this kid up. Or did I make a dirty nightmare of mine come
alive. I hit the silencer I made I long time ago from one of morty’s begging’s.
Going hard from this, who is this now, let’s play fuck it. I drink from my
flask and rub at my cock through my boxers. Yeah lets make him beg.
“Beg.”
Morty smirks and pushes me back onto my calf’s, I groan feeling popping in my
bones. Thunder cracks loudly outside the walls of the home. I somewhat jump to
the sudden burst of noise then I eye morty, he’s not fazed by it like he use
too. Did this shot I craft make him fearless, numb to his old self. He stares
back at me with a small grin, you can hear the hard rain now. Pouring down
heavily, another loud crack of thunder, makes me wonder if the gods are
battling. Something I have yet to show my young grandson. The sound of the rain
is calming, but the rooms atmosphere is heavy with our breathing. I lick my dry
lips, I take note that his fan is even on and the rain and thunder can still be
heard over it. He use to come running too my room, he use to be so afraid of
the noise, thunder people things. The thunder cracks again, shaking the window.
And he’s staring at me, I hadn’t even noticed that he took off the lab coat I
put on him.
“Please grandpa Rick. I want to play with your cock.” He speaks clearly. I
wonder if he’d be talking clearly around the family come morning. Maybe a side
effect, I take notes in hopes to remember them later.
“Y-yeah, go ahead and play with it baby.” He grins with a loud lick of his wet
lips he pulls my boxers down. I move my legs around and spread them out like a
‘V’. Morty in between my legs pulling the fabric all the way off my legs.
Giggling with his sweet voice as he flings them across the room. That’s my
morty, the one I would love to fuck the living light’s out of. I smirk to his
dorky laugh and pull him close by the back of his neck and kiss him roughly,
deeply.
I’ve wanted to deflower this kid so badly, I bite his bottom lip and nibble at
it. Loving the moan he lets out and the way he grabs my thighs for support
leaning into me. His tongue pokes out and rubs against my teeth and gums. I
smirk past his mouth and wrap my arms around his boney waist, feeling his hip
bones. I push the thought of wanting to feed him out of my head. And make him
sit on my lap. I move my mouth down to his neck sucking roughly.
“Oh- ahh, jeez, that feels so good Rick.” He tugs the back of my hair while
whimpering and I keep sucking, making sure to mark him blistering the skin. I
lap my tongue over the purple red mark, and lightly bite the purple blemish.
Getting that moan I was hoping for, morty rolls his hips, rubbing his dick
against mine. He looks down and I move away from his neck to watch his cock,
smaller in size, hard as can be rubbing clumsily against my own. Trying poorly
to get some friction his hands never leaving my hair and shoulder. His head
bowed as he watch’s panting. I just let him go at it watch with him, loving
that he doesn’t mind me watching. Doesn’t awkwardly make it hard to get, he so
open now. I’m enjoying it.
“Y-you like that kiddo, hump’in grandpas cock like a little v-uGH-gin huh.” He
nods whimpering some more. I know he’s close to coming. So I lay back, morty’s
hands leaving their places, caressing me down as I lay back on my elbows. He
adjusts himself on top of my groin and I groan from the feeling.
“You-your gettin grandpa nice and hard baby, you-you wanna go all the way
tonight. Want me- want me to-BUGH-fuckin take your virgin ass morty, huh
grandson.”
I can feel prickles of bumps spread across his silk skin to my words, I buck my
hips up too his humping. He whimpers.
“Yeah grandpa, please, please grandpa.”
“Come here.” I stay laying down and grin at morty tilt of the head.
“I’m gonna suck that cute little cock of yours, so-so come here.”
He blushes, I almost thought he was going to say no and go back to his awkward
ways. But he crawls up my body. I lay all the way down on my back. Morty places
his legs on the sides of my face and I rub the back of his thighs tenderly.
Then smack his ass cheek hard, he bucks his hips, dick pushing against my lips.
I open up my mouth and start to suck. Taking both my hands I open his ass
cheeks up and closing them a few times as I suck him roughly. Then move my
fingers to his hole to rub and press my fingertips against the warmth of his
little hole pulsing to my sucking.
Morty pants above me on all fours, moving around to hold himself up as I suck
roughly. He’s sweet like I thought, I’ve sucked a lot of cock and eaten plenty
of pussy. But my own morty, like every Rick who’s confessed to having a
relationship with their morty’s. They taste so sweet, his pre come is like
candy to me, like breast milk for a child. I need him. I press him closer
taking him deeper into my mouth. He’s not big, not even close to hitting my
throat. I maneuver my an arm around his leg so I can go under and caress his
sack.
Morty yelps in pleasure panting after. “O-O-Ohh ohh o jeez grandpa.” He sighs
out and leans the front of his body down.
“Rick it feels so good than-thank you.” He almost cry’s out, body shaking as
his comes. I swallow his load and let him roll over. I stay laying for a
moment. Wiping my wet chin and mouth licking up his leftovers, I roll over to
my side and stare at morty. His hand on his chest, breathing hard. He’s
sweating, the room smells like weeks worth of dirty sweat, the heavy air spells
sex. If anyone opened the door they’d know what’s happening. I’d be fucked,
Beth would kill me. Fuck, I’d kill myself for doing this. I sigh sit up,
looking for my flask and my clothes on the floor without leaving the bed. I try
not to fall, my old fucking crippled body. I groan to pops of my bones and
finally reach my lap coat. I see my flask, I need alcohol for every and
anything, I take a long swig . Morty I can feel moving around but I don’t pay
attention, and drink some more. I hard slap against my flabby ass skin makes me
choke on my throat burn worthy drink. Morty giggles and runs his hands over my
shoulder and hugs my back.
“Can I have a sip.” My eyes widen and turn I a bit not wanting him leave my
side.
“You-bUGH-su-Ghre about that.”
He nods and moves to the middle of the bed, I follow him and hand him the open
flask. He sniffs it, his head tilts and he sniffs again.
“This smell so good. I smell it on you all the time. Tasted it on your tongue.”
He states and brings the flask to his rosy plump lips and takes a long ‘in my
thoughts’ swig from the flask. He licks his lips and smacks them a few times.
“Here.” He hands it back cheeks already flushed red.
“It tastes really good Rick, what is it?”
I shrug this question off and cap the bottle tossing it onto the pillows.
“I don’t keep track of the random shit I put in it.”
Morty chuckles and crawls onto my lap, wrapping his legs around my waist.
“Well grandpa Rick? . .Are you ready to fuck the living shit out of me.” He
smirks to my wide eyed and open mouthed response.
“I don’t own lube, but I may have something around here.” Morty gets off my lap
and starts looking around the room. Not finding anything I portal to my room
and grab my almost gone bottle and walk back into morty’s room. He’s on the
bed, on all fours his ass up in the air ready to go. He’s playing around with
his asshole, fingertip poking lightly at his puckered hole. I lick my lips and
walk to the bed. Opening the lid I squeeze the lube into the palm of my hand
and let some pour down the crack of morty’s ass. He shakes and moans.
“Oh jeez, I’m so happy you’re going to do this too me grandpa.”
I jack my cock with my lubed hand and rub the lube around his entrance with my
fingertip and slightly push it into his pulsing warm hole. I groan in the back
of my throat, his ass is tight as can be, only fifteen. On his knees for his
sick old grandpa. I feel a roll of vomit coming up my stomach to my throat and
mouth. I swallow it back down and try not to feel like a pervert fucking his
grandson.
“Rick, why’d you stop?” Morty turns his head to look around his thin body at
me. I shake my head.
“Are you sure you’re okay with this morty?”
“Rick. . .I’ve. . .I’ve had like. . .the biggest crush on you since you moved
in with us. And even if you’re my grandpa. .well that turns me on right now,
but please for fuck’s sake. Please fuck me. Put your fingers in me. Do what
they do in porn that I’ve watched. I .. .I need you so bad. .I want this. . .I
want you.”
His face is so red from confessing his true thoughts and feelings, I smile and
kiss his tailbone .
“I love you so much morty.”
I rub my index finger back over his pulsing hole, he’s relaxed and opens with
ease for my fingertip to slip in through the first ring of muscle. He’s
convulsing as I push forward, I hold one ass cheek open so my other hand can
work freely. This plump little ass. I could eat it- I lean forward and suck
around my index finger in him. Licking around his ring of muscle pulsing around
my knuckle. Morty yelps and bucks his hips. Saying yeeeesssss really loud and
long. I move down and suck at the back of his sack. Moving my finger in and out
of his little hole. Morty groans and fists the bed. I move back to add more
lube to my finger, and go back to fingering him with my index finger. My mouth
sucking roughly at his hanging balls. I take one at a time into my mouth as I
add my middle finger into his tight asshole with my index. Morty just whimpers,
pants, rolls his hips into my fingers moving in and out of him. I groan myself
watching this. He’s such a slut, I’d tell him this, but I’m worried it could
trigger his old memory’s back. So I reframe from being my dirty old bad mouthed
man self.
“Does it hurt kid?” He shakes his head frantically and breaths in sharply
through his nose.
“no, no I don’t feel any pain just fuck me already.” He whimpers and the noise
of him and sound of me pulling my overly lubed fingers out of him is. . .godly.
I groan in the back of my dry mouth and grab my flask with my slippery hand as
morty moves to the middle of his bed. Morty sits and turns around to the sound
looking at me with the sweetest smile on his face. I grin back and offer the
flask to him and he takes it. When he pulls it away from his mouth the green
liquor dribbles down his chin and neck, he hands the flask to me and goes to
wipe his mess. I stop him with my hand and cap the flask. Morty Grins while his
mess runs down his sharp collarbone. I lick my lips and go in to lap my rough
tongue over his smooth flesh, tasting him and my alcohol is.. .rather good.
Morty moans and runs his fingers through my dampening hair, and my balding
spot. I lick up his chin to his mouth kissing him as I spread his legs open for
me to get in between them. He does willingly, with a cute giggle. I grab the
lube and he gasps as I roll my groin into his. He’s hard and ready I’m fully
ready. I lube myself and poke a good load into his hole. He moves to the
coldness and giggles telling me this. I smile as I work the gushing clear lube
in him. Making unlawful sounds that makes morty cover his face laughing. I let
out a chuckle and remove my fingers. Jacking off my cock with my slick fingers.
“Okay ready baby.” I smile at him. He nods and lifts his legs holding his
thighs. I lick my lips holding my dick in place. I push into him inch by inch
breaking my head past his first ring of muscle. He moans loudly as I slowly
push in, inching, moving around to getting into a comfortable position. My
knees under his ass , morty groans as I fully enter him. Balls deep, I sigh as
morty whimpers.
“More, I want more.”
“It doesn’t hurt?”
“No, I’m moaning because it feels so good.”
“Shit baby.” I lean down and kiss his lips and start to thrust, rocking at a
fast pace. Morty hooks his arms around my neck and whimpers in my mouth. I
break off to kiss at his neck nip at his sweet tasting skin. He moans.
“Faster Rick.”
I let out a loud groan and sit up grabbing his legs putting them over my
shoulders as I fuck him into his bed. Morty’s head lulls back and forth while
biting his lip, inhaling a fast gulp of air as I move my hips around deep
inside him. Where’s that nice feel good spot, I do it again but pull out a
little bit. He whimpers, his face twisting in so many different expressions. I
watch his cheek flush as I keep going on fucking him, I keep back most of my
loud groans and go with husky to the back of my throat grunts. Making morty’s
nipples go hard he half opens his eyes and stares back at me. His hands now
leaving the sides of the bed to his body, rubbing his chest, pitching his own
nipples for me to watch. I groan and fuck him franticly, losing my rhythm I had
going. He grins lazily and pulls them, moaning to his own work of his fingers.
I lick my lips, my eyes going back and forth from his hazed stare fixed on me
then to his chest and back to his eye’s.
“O-Oh shit morty you’re killin me.” I groan out and try to get back on a good
rhythm. Morty giggles.
“yeah.” he states almost in a whisper “I like that I finally have an effect on
you.” He smile rolling his nubs in between his index and thumb fingers pinching
them . I nod to his words and lean down to kiss his lips, letting him move his
legs from my shoulders. He laughs pulling back from the make out.
“What?” I grin at him and he shakes his head.
“My legs hurt, I haven’t moved this much in days.” I smile at him and lean back
to rub his thighs and legs that he’s trying to figure out where to place. He
stills as I rub his thigh muscles, he moans and licks his lips. Hands moving to
the tops of mine. I know that look when morty wants to ask me something but
won’t from embarrassment.
“What is it? Tell me.” I stop rubbing and watch his mouth open and close he
looks to the side and back at me. His face went from angelic and confident to
shy and timid. He shrugs his shoulders and shakes his head.
“Are you wore out?” I frown my brows, he really fucking didn’t just make fun of
his grandpa did he. When I’ve been this fucking kind to him by keeping my dirty
mouth shut being gentle that throws my mood out the god damn window.
“No, You- you fuckin kidding me right morty- right, Yeah I’m old but I still-”
“Oh god no!” He squeaks loudly. Covering his face laughing. I go to pull out of
him, just about fed up but he grabs my arm.
“No I. . .I just. . .I was. . .I so em. ..so embarrassed to ask so I said that
I didn’t mean to upset you.”
With my brows still frowned I ask what it was that he was going to originally
going to ask. He smiles looks away with rosy cheeks.
“If. . If I could ride you.”
“Oh shit dwag you should have just said that in the- in the first place.” I
lean down and pick him up, holding him to my chest I roll over listening to his
sweet giggle and whimper when I’m on my back and he’s on top. He sits up with a
loud groan rolling his hips back, we both groan to the deepness and pull my
legs up. Giving morty my knees for support, he places his hands on my kneecaps
and moves his legs out from underneath him. He crouches now using my knees
behind him to help him keep balance, but he’s doing most the work, while I
watch this beauty go at it on my cock. Lifting himself up and down by his legs,
picking up speed as he gets use to it.
“Th-that’s it morty, god damn, fuck. Your fuckin me like a pro you’re-you’re
doing so good baby doll.” I coo him, holding his calves rubbing with my thumbs.
His eyes are closed cheeks so red, sweat beading down his face. His groin
bounces to his movement. I’m in a trance, I don’t believe in heaven, but this
is it for me. My grandson so young, to young, him fucking me in his teenage bed
in his teenager dweeb room, while his parents fight three rooms down. Morty
stops and listens staring at me with wide eyes.
“Your silencer.” He calms with a lazy smirk and goes back to fucking my cock I
groan. But a sniffling Beth knocks at the door. Morty freezes his breathing
frantic.
“Morty, I love you.” and she’s gone, her footsteps fading down the staircase.
Maybe leaving for a midnight call. Morty sighs loudly, and I notice I was
looking at the door now. I blink and swallow the lump in my throat. Should I
feel good or like shit for fucking her son right behind the door she just
knocked at. I lick my lips as my grandsons little relived laugh breaks the
awkward moment. His body shakes and sends waves back down to my groin. I grin
and run my hands up his sides.
“You’re so beautiful morty.” He moves his legs back underneath himself and
leans over to kiss me. And lays on my chest, propping his chin on his crossed
arms puffing out his kiss swollen lips.
“And you are so handsome.” I smile to his sweet words and beauty and run my
hands through his hair. I need to wash this kid, his hair has never been this
greasy. But I admire him none the less. Staring back at his starry eyes. It’s
like we both need to catch our stamina, staying still enough too feel our
heartbeats through our skin. Breathing slowing down, but my cock is pulsing
like a mother fucker and morty’s clenching. Every curvature vain and my head
knits perfectly into this boy.
“Can I finish this off baby.” I don’t want to piss him off, I’m enjoying the
show don‘t get me wrong, but I’d love to just pound into to him right now. He
groans and nods.
“Yeah, finish fucking me grandpa.” he whimpers like one of those sluts you
watch in porno’s, that makes your heart drop and your dick go hard.
“Oh fuck k-kid, you’re gonna give me a hard-a hard attack talking like that
little shit.”
Morty snickers under his breath. I smirk and thrust up.
“What r-are laughin about?” He grins and places his hands on my chest rolling
his hips sweetly against my thick cock.
“I love that I’m fucking my dirty fucking grandpa right now.” We both laugh
while he rolls his hips and I thrust up.
“You like that I’m dirty huh?” He closes his eyes moaning.
“Yeah.”
“You like me fucking your little virgin fif-fifteen year old ass huh.” He nods
and whimpers.
“Yeah,” He wines now moving faster.
“wanna come to my cock , then- then let me fuck you till I finish.” He nods
fast, eyes on mine.
“Do it Rickkk, please make me come. . Ahh ahh, bend me over. Ah -ah. Oh My god
fuck Rick.”
I hold onto his small waist as I thrust up into him senselessly, his frail
nails on my chest claw as he talks and moans.
“Bend me over Rick and-and holy ngh-ah shit Rick fucking make sure I cum like a
bitch.” His stomach huffs out a laugh as I keep fucking him.
“Fuck me after I come, fuck me when I sleep, I want to fuck all day everyday
Rick Oh god.”
That may be a problem but I choose to surpass my thoughts and worries right now
and roll us over so I can
Keep on going. Morty groans to the movement and change of position, I lean over
and kiss his mouth lightly the corner of his mouth and his cheek.
I bow my head into the crook of his neck and move my legs up comfortably and go
back to my wild thrusting. Morty wraps his arms around my shoulders and holds
me close as I take him to his sweet spot. He arches his head back into the
pillow.
“Oh fuck! -fuck Rick I’m I ahh, yeas oh god thank you ahhhhh shiiit.” He cums
in between our waist from the skin ship and slight friction morty losses it.
“Fuck kid so tight.”
“Yeah.” he whimpers in my ear humping back for my pleasure. I smirk.
“grandpa wants you to suck his-his dick right when he cums.” Morty nods fast,
pushing me back to watch me fuck him till then.
“Yeah, yes oh fuck.” He sharply inhales with a grin and sparkling eyes on mine.
I smile back and move his knees up and he widens them then sits up on his
elbows to watch . I chuckle his eyes flicking from my dick moving in and out of
him to my eyes on him. He’s dripping sweat, tips of his bouncing hair drops
more. His face so red, cheeks look like he ran for hours ands out of breath.
His tiny nipples hard, cum covers his mid waist and belly button.
I groan twisting my hips and rolling them, making him whimper and grabs at his
hard cock with one hand. Shit this kid will end me, he strokes roughly and fast
watching me. He readjusts his elbow and rubs his heads slit with his thumb.
Morty whimpers, I grunt, glad I still have a bit more time in me for him to cum
again.
Things are going great till summer knocks saying she loves morty. Morty moans
as I just keep fucking him. She passes along, she’s leaving first thing the
morning after tomorrow. I don’t think morty knows this.
I pull his right leg up onto my shoulder making his elbow go out and him to
make a cute ‘unf’ sound. I chuckle, and he grins back cupping his sack and base
of his small dick. We both let out a groan at the same time. Morty inhales
through his nose and quickens his hand, and cums again. Letting out a long
drawn out breath, body shaking from over stimulation, he moves his hands away
once he finishes his orgasm.
“Shit.” he came only with a sigh waiting, watching me thrust quickly now, I’m
really close. A few more thrust and I move his leg down back to my side. He
moans and licks his lips, sitting up on his elbows.
“Open your mouth.” I state thrusting fast, making him whimper, he opens his
mouth widely and sticks his tongue out.
“Shit morty this-this may be a load, fuck.” I groan and pull out quickly
working my hand crawling over his tiny body, to his waiting mouth holding my
cock. I jack myself off and rub my head on the tip of morty’s warm tongue.
Morty licks about, for his first time tasting dick, he must like it. He inches
himself closer to sucking me and I let him, as I slowly jack my base with my
index and thumb fingers.
Morty groans, and laps his tongue over my slit and that hits me, I cum, let go.
Morty swallows what he can but, I haven’t fucked in some time so he’s in for a
load. I move back as he coughs as I keep cuming on his chin and chest. Morty
licks his lips and leans forward to swallow what’s left. The built up tension
and want for relief is quenched thanks to my grandson. I didn’t expect any of
this too happen tonight.
I clean him up and we sleep the rest of the night in his bed. Come early
morning I dress as morty sleeps with a grin on his face. He’s a cute kid, I
lean over him and kiss his cheek.
“Morty.”
“hum”
“Today’s summer’s last day at home.” Morty rolls over onto his back and frowns
his brows.
“nooo.”
“yeah.” I sit on the side of him as he sighs. I do to and pat his side.
“It’s okay kiddo, I’ll take you guys out tonight or something, just the three
of us.” He nods.
“You’re mom took today off to be-to be at home all day for summer. She has
breakfast home movies and movies planed for us, you need to shower and come
down.”
Morty nods with a small smile, he’s sad about his sister I understand that, but
I hope he’s not back to the way he was. Morty sits up pulls the covers off
himself, naked.
“I wish you could shower with me.” He smirks to my stare, and I lick my lips
with a nod biting my lower lip I grin.
“I wish I could to.”
“can’t you like freeze time so we can fuck real fast and you can run down to
your dot thing make sure we’re cool and will play it like nothing happed.”
“For real morty- I haven’t drank yet- I can smell your mom’s food and the
family talking, and you want me to freeze the whole time just too fuck in the
shower for-for well wait you-you’re right this-this would work- it wouldn’t
mess up the timeframe to bad too make two dots. Hell- wait right here morty.”
I leave the giggling boy on the bed and portal to the garage, looking around my
shelf for the little toy I made for just the right thing right now. I feel like
a teen or something right now all giddy and hyped up to play dirty knowing it’s
bad. I found it hell to the fuck yes, I port back to morty’s room and find him
playing with his cock lazily. I wave the time freezer in my hand and morty
grins sitting up. I sit next to him and freeze the time we both breath heavy,
it sounds so quiet now in the house.
“I need to turn off the stove and get some booze you get into the bathroom and
start the shower.” He nods and we walk out his door we part ways. I go down the
stairs making my way around jerry walking up them making my way towards summer
helping Beth in the kitchen.
I turn off the stove and grab my full Jack Daniel’s bottle cooling in the
fridge. Beth’s doing, I smile at her frozen self and kiss her cheek. Then turn
around and make my way back around jerry flicking his forehead as I go by with
a snicker to myself.
I make it to the bathroom already warm from morty I lock the door still
paranoid and place my bottle down. My lab coat heavy with my portal gun and
time freezer. I pull it off and put it on the toilet sit next to the shower
slipping off the rest of my clothes I step into the shower with my bottle.
Morty rolls his eyes but laughs with amusement I grin back and crack it open,
drinking down as much as I can in one gulp. And morty reaches out to grab it.
“You want to try this bab-baby.” I move closer to the small boy and he bites
his lip nodding
“yeah.”
I move my thumb from the opening and pour some in my mouth holding it, and
cover the bottle with my thumb before water gets in it. I lean over morty and
support myself with my left hand behind him on the fake tile wall. I bend
forward towards morty looking up at me with those eyes, I close my mouth over
his as he opens his to swallow the alcohol.
The water pours over us, I move back to move the showerhead off too the side
wiping my eyes. Morty groans and closes his eyes, arching his head back I stare
as he licks his lips and uses both his hands to wipe his hair back out of his
face. His little nose and still baby cheeks make him look so fucking cute right
now. He’s the perfect match for me, I needed a little sultry in my life. He
looks up at me with a grin.
“I love the way taste with your mouth.” My dick is hardening, I love the way
he’s talking and where this is going. I pour more into my mouth and lean back
down, he looks like a baby bird waiting to be fed by my mouth. I let the
alcohol move it’s way from my mouth to his. And he pulls back to smack his lips
and sits up on his toes too kiss me.
His smooth tongue pressing past my slightly open mouth, he rubs his tongue over
my teeth and gums, the insides of my cheeks. He wants to taste me, my drunken
old fuck self. His tongue lapping over anything he can in my mouth then my
rough tongue. I let him suck on it for a moment before I being to kiss back,
morty grins happy now.
“So mo-Ugh-tee how do you wanna fuck baby.” I grin at morty as he sits back
onto the pads of his feet, his height difference is rather adorable.
Morty bites his bottom lip, he’s hard too, I stare down not caring that he
plainly sees then moans cupping himself.
“Can I sit on your dick as drink that?” I smirk and kiss his dirty mouth before
crouching down morty smiles holding back a laugh behind his hand. To this old
man having too arrange himself down with cracking bones.
Using my left hand to grab the tubs side as my other holds up the booze like an
idiot who’d save booze then my own living fucking life. Let’s just say I don’t
look like no angel getting down on the tubs floor in front of my grandsons
sweet smiling face. Once I’m down with a grunt I flip morty off who returns it
with a dorky grin moving the showerhead from the side to as far as it can push
down, the water hits my legs and feet. I’m glad that I can still move around in
this tub and that it has that sweet slight slope for your back.
I move to were my head leans against the wall and my back against the slope of
the deep ocean blue colored tub. My eyes wonder as I pull my legs up bending
them for morty to have some room. I look at him as I drink from the bottle
swallowing feels hard for me.
His back turned to me as he washes his hair wetting his body under the water,
he cleans his face and skin with a soap bar and rag. I watch amused and turned
on all at the same time, I’ll have to wash up after we’re done. I swig more
from the bottle and morty giggles I look up from his wiggling toes in soap suds
to his eyes. Morty’s smiling down at me. I grin tipping the bottle away from my
mouth.
“What dork?”
“Nothing, I just like it when you watch at me.”
“Huh.” I state as a matter of fact while still staring him down, then tip the
bottle back , pouring the bitter liquor down my throat. Morty bites his bottom
lip nodding, rinsing off the last of the suds. He steps over my bent legs and
stands above me. I groan licking my lips staring up at him, he smells clean and
fresh, like a whole new kid. I run the palm of my hand up his leg , he’s young,
short, I sit up a bit and my face is at his junk. I hand morty the bottle.
“My-my eye’s are in sight of whaBugh-what, I, want and I need both hands for
this.” I hear a slap and it’s not on me, so I assume that he slapped his hand
over his eye’s. With his dorky little laugh.
“That was one of the dumbest things, I think I’ve ever heard you say Rick.” I
look up and grin to his hand over his eyes shaking his head with a dorky smile
on his lips.
“I feel like a dork around you, you-you’re so beautiful- I feel like I’m making
love to some angel and I’m messing up with my Rick coolness.” I smirk to
morty’s eye’s going wide, one hand holding the close to half drunken bottle. As
the one over his eye’s slips off his face.
“Rick. .”
“Yes- I-I mean it.” He stares at me like I’m god, I put him in the clouds, in
heaven, on what the fuck do they call that cloud 11 10 no what fuck is it. . .
9 yeah nine he’s on cloud nine. Looking at me like I spoke words to a women
like ‘will you fuckin marry me’
“I love you Morty. To earth and the moon and back. And around and around, I
don’t think my love for you will ever stop and come to and. I-I need my morty
more-more then-more then fuckin booze and drugs and space and everything in it.
I’d take you away from your mom.”
I lap my tongue up from his base to his tip, listening too his moaning and the
clink off the glass bottle against the shower wall. Morty bends his knees
trying to widen his legs for my mouth. To which I open for him too push past my
lips and teeth my tongue underneath his dick. I start to suck bobbing my head
sucking hard, he taste sweet and so young. I love this kid. I wrap my hands
around his waist lightly roaming around finding his little ass cheeks. I can
tell he’s calm from his looseness of them. I squeeze and pull them apart,
opening him up.
This sweet thing, I slap his ass cheek, the water makes it sound louder then it
should. He groans and I look up at him, morty’s enjoying it mouth open as he
pours the bitter liquor down his throat. He’s making dirty sounds that make my
heart thump faster then it should. I want him to ride my cock, it’s throbbing
so hard for him. I press a finger over his pulsing warm hole, my fingertip
inching in him with ease.
“Oh!” Morty moans sharply inhaling, his hole opens and closes within an second,
I inch my finger further into him. Morty gasps, and moans out loud.
“Oh, oh, no Rick stop. I going to come fuck, fuck me now.” He’s sweating and
panting pulling away. Hand shaking as he gives me the bottle maneuvering
himself down onto my lap. I swallow as much as I can watching him sit down. My
eye’s on him the whole time, he grins at me.
“What do we use for lube?” He licks his lips.
“My mouth is to dry too produce shit.”
I laugh at his comment and he smiles happy to make me laugh. I open the glass
door and grab my coat off the toilet and pull my handy dandy lube from the
pocket. I sit back in place and close the door handing it to morty with a
smirk. He bounces on my cock and grabs the lube swiftly, I sit back and slack
my arm over the side watching the show. Morty pours the clear substance onto
the tips of his fingers and reaches around to his backside and fingers himself.
Not taking long, he moves his hand back to emit more onto his hand then begins
lube my dick. He clicks the cap and holds my cock moving close he places one
hand on my shoulder.
I can feel him rubbing my cock’s tip over his warm slick hole a few times
before he shoves it in letting out a drawn out sigh. Slowly he places his other
hand on my shoulder and looks up from what he’s doing to my watchful eye’s on
him. Morty smiles and huffs out another sigh rolling his head as he lowers
himself further down. He’s still so fucking tight, I bite my bottom lip as my
wet head rubs against the wall behind me.
“You look so good like this baby. I treasure you baby, more then anything I
ever done.” I groan and drink around his arm, morty nods with a breathless
whimper. He lowers his head down and opens his mouth nodding his head to the
bottle. I smirk and drink holding the intense tasting liquor burning in my
mouth I sit up and pour it into his open mouth. Morty drinks it and lets
himself drop down all the way onto my cock. We both let out breathless groans,
he’s really into it and so I’m I.
Morty’s graceful, smoothly lifting himself up and dropping himself back down. I
let out a grunt watching him in his beauty of sinful lust. How his head rolls
while fucking me.. his eyes flick open and close, the way his mouth opens to
moan but, heavy breaths of air escape past his rosy pink kissed lips. I forget
to breath and sip on his scent breathlessly.
Running my left hand over his moving hips up his stomach. Morty stares back at
me, eyes flicking to my hand running up his torso and chest behind his neck to
pull him down. He sighs with a smile lowering himself and stopping his movement
he leans down by the force of my hand behind him.
Morty lays on my chest, his fingers playing with my chest hair as we make out.
I wet his mouth with more Jack Daniel’s he moans and smack’s his lips leaning
in for a kiss again. I chuckle to his innocent drunkenness and lust for more.
I roll my rough tongue over his, loving the way his mouth tastes, how soft it
is. I groan, morty turns his head to the side mouth open as our tongues touch
and roll over each other.
With grunt and smack of my lips thrust my hips up and smirk at morty knowing
he’s getting drunk trying to reach out for the bottle in my right hand. I shake
my head as he giggles laying his head on my chest. His fingers play with my wet
chest hair. I pet his head my nails rub against his scalp. We slowly move
together, him rolling his hips up as I flick mine roughly up against his.
Meeting him in this slow pace fuck. I lose myself and start to pant with the
boy. Our bodies move, hips slapping together, the air thick with evaporation
from the shower as morty stares at me lazily laying on my chest, working that
ass. I lick my dry mouth and drink morty again try’s to get some and I get his
game. I shake my head and he pouts now fucking my faster without a care in the
world. He sits up and rolls his whole body making me groan.
“Whhhhhy Rick?”
“You-you-You’re already drunk baby. I don’t want you wasted in front of the-
the-you know family.”
Morty bites his lip and nods, he stands up, my dick leaves his warmth with a
pop.
“Fine, then. I want to fuck in front of the family if you don’t give me
anymore.” I bite my lip back his cock twitching, I can feel mine going crazy
from the thought.
“No more drinking morty.”
“Then fuck me in front of everyone then.” He turns off the shower and pulls
open the door swiftly looking at me getting up leaving the bottle in the tub.
We rub down the wetness and bring the towel with us, I follow this bold morty
walking. He stops and stares at his father on the stairs looking over at me I
shrug and lead him down the steps. I grab the towel hanging on my shoulder and
lay it on the two staircase steps morty giggles and walks down.
“My heart is thumping, they can’t see or hear this right Rick?”
“No of course not or-or- I wouldn’t let you being doing these dirty things with
me.”
Morty smiles and turns around getting onto his knees on one step spread out
nice and wide. And his elbows leading to his little hands holding up his cute
bubbly face , is on the next stair up.
I take a look at the man who made this beauty, glad he helped my daughter in
the making, but I fucking hate him so this is for you Jerry.
I slap morty’s ass make yelp and moan. Then I spread one of his ass cheeks to
the side so I can angle my dick and ram my cock back into his sweet little
asshole. His warmth, sucking pulsing squishing around every little inch of my
dick. I groan out loud and lean over his body, fucking into him. Loving that
whimper, the way he’s peeking at his frozen dad, the thrill he must be getting.
I make him come first but he wants me to finish in front of his mother and
sister. My daughter. Morty lays the towel across the counter in front of them.-
After I had to help him move everything that will have too move back.
Morty climbs up and lays on his back then helps me up onto the counter, both of
us butt ass naked in front of Beth and Summer. I stare down at morty who’s
grinning.
“I can take you places were we can-can fuck in front of people, who-who-who’re
moving and fucking themselves not our own frozen family.”
“Oh, jeez, shut up Rick this is making horny and I like it so finish in me so
we can unfreeze time and not fuck us up.” I smirk and nod spreading his legs he
looks at his mom and sister looking right at us and huffs out a whimper.
His cheeks flushed red. I rub my thumb against his reddening asshole his ring
becoming loose and open from the rough fucking. And he wants me to fuck him
again, wants me to finish in him. I lick my lips looking at the staring frozen
family, I do have to say it turns me on too.
I spit on my hand a few times a rub it against his hole before pressing back
into his sweet warmth. My new found home. My cock throbs, fucking throbs for
release deep down in his canal, I pull his legs back as far as they can go back
and sit up on one knee and bend the other for support angling myself. Morty’s
right leg is behind his head, his leg up to his foot and little toes hold up
himself underneath the cupboard. As I hold his left leg out to the side bumping
against Beth’s head every time I thrust into him. Getting my nice and deep
hits, my cock’s head burying itself in the deepest part of his soft muscle . My
little man, my morty. Giving me this high and pleasure just with his body.
Morty let’s out a loud moan then yelps of pain or pleasure. I grip his thigh
tighter and watch him under his body in it’s odd position. Laying only on the
edge of his back neck and head. I move my right hand down to wrap it around his
waist and lift him up more. Making him moan and whimper hands flying out and
about to find something to hold himself up with as he’s close to being in the
air. I’m fucking into him roughly now, not minding my soft spot for him. I drop
him and he falls down onto the counter with an ‘unf’ and whines as I roll him
over quickly and pull him up roughly by the waist pressing my cock against his
ass. Morty whimpers and turns his head back noticing I slowed thinking about
what I just did-

“keep going, I like it.” I nod, now knowing this is okay I bring my hand to my
cock rub it against his asshole before pushing back into him. The counter isn’t
big morty moves to hold onto Beth’s hand that’s reaching out with a spoon as I
start to thrust roughly. After a few minutes I watch morty move his way to
hugging Beth too his side as I fuck into him. Making lewd sounds, morty
whimper’s hell it almost sounds like he’s about to cry.
“It feels so good mom, oh-oohuh ah grandpa’s fucking me so good mommy, he-he’s
mine all mine mommy.” He whimpers words into Beth’s chest as I thrust into him,
my hand jacking him off with me as he talks dirty.
“I want-I want grandpa to take me places where people have orgies I want to be
touched in so many ways, I want to be humiliated in front of people before
being fucked I want to crawl on my knees for your dad mom. I want to be whipped
and beat by him. I want him to AHHH GOOOD YEEESS.”
I’m thrust without stop, coming deep inside him as he came a moment ago while
talking dirty. That did it for me, who knew he had that in him, wholly shit
fuck. I lean back and huff, sitting on the back of my calves I look morty over,
holding onto his mother for dear life naked body sweaty and pre wet from the
shower. His hair still wet. Morty’s face red, he lays his head to the side of
Beth’s chest, his arms still wrapped around her neck.
He must be thinking real hard my boy. I rub his damp back he relaxes to the
touch and looks over at me with a small smile.
“What’s going through your head doll?” He removes himself from Beth to hug my
waist tightly and he starts to cry.
“Whoa-whoa what just happen to my little sweet sex kitten, why are you cryin?”
He shakes his head and cuddles into my body.
“Why do I feel dirty now that’s it’s over tho!, I-I feel nasty for doing this
in front of them take it away Rick.” I swallow and shake my head and he cry’s
more.
“why?”
“Because we just had fun wild sex, and I want you to remember it with me, I
came because of how good it felt, and so did you baby. That’s why people go to
orgies it’s something that makes us feel really good together.” I rub his
cheek.
“I do admit this was a crazy first time for you in front of people but that’s
because it’s.”
I look at him to finish it.
“Family.”
“Right-right so that why this was-well this was a little rough but hot if you
ask me baby. Fell all come inside you.”
Morty looks down laughin moving his bottom around but stops to pull me down to
kiss me, only to inform me after he breaks the kiss that
“You came so much, feel this shit.” He pulls my hand around to run it up his
thigh, my hand is wet from my own come, he moves my hand to the source at his
leaking hole. Morty grins up at me proudly taking his index finger above mine
to push them into him, helping the juices make it’s way out making nasty sounds
while doing it. Or maybe we’re really just fucking around longer then we know
we should. I move my other hand around him and spread his cheek so our fingers
can play with my come oozing out of his abused asshole.
“Yeah.” I whisper and remove my finger getting off the counter first so I can
turn around an lift him up off the counter using the underneath of his armpits.
He smiles up at me as I place him down and kiss the top of his head.
“You go clean yourself up and I’ll clean-” he shakes his head.
“No I’ll help you clean this up and put everything back then I’ll run up stairs
and dressed.” I grin at his response and pull him close.
“I love you kiddo.” He chuckles and wraps his arms around me “I love you
handsome now lets get to cleaning our mess.” He pats my back and pulls away
with a happy and calm smile on his face.
We clean up the counter with cleaners as morty states ‘it would only be nice
after we just fucked on it’ and replace everything back the way it was. Me and
morty pick up the two towels and walk out of the kitchen.
“Okay time to unfreeze everything morty, go get dressed in you’re room and-and
I-I I’ll go to my room and unfreeze time.” He grins and nods pecking my lips
fast before running up the staircase. I wait till I hear his door lock before
walking to the stove and turn everything back on and I head too mine. I lock my
door and unfreeze the time, listening to everything come back too life. The
family talking again I hear Jerry knocking at morty’s door asking if he’d want
to eat. My heart races, he may tipsy as fuck right now, a little to happy for
his morty self. I rush dressing myself and make sure my thinning frizzy hair is
back to it’s dry mess.
A little to damp at the roots but it’ll have to do, I need to check my
computer. I rush out my room locking my door behind me before I make my way to
the garage straight to the thick old computer. One dot. I wipe my sweat
gathering on my forehead and sit down to drink from my flask with a sigh. Shit,
I smirk, I froze time to fuck. That’s kinda hot I rub the tip of my tongue
across the back of my crooked teeth thinking about those two amazing fucks I
just had with my grandson, shit my Jack Daniel’s is in the bathroom. . .I groan
and swiftly pass everyone, Jerry goes to say something as he leaves his room
from getting his ‘ipad’ eyes down as he plays his game.
“No time for you Jerry.” I state walking right to the bathroom stepping in and
locking the door. I look into the showers tub and there it’d be. Steam fogging
the glass down to what’s left of the liquor. I lick my lips and grab it along
with it’s lid discarded on the floor. Again I sigh, and run my fingers through
my hair. Fucking kid will get me killed one way or the other. I lean against
the sinks counter and open my flask. Trying to, with shaky hands, too pour the
left over Jack Daniel’s into the largest flask I could find and buy. I stop not
liking that I just wasted some on the floor.
I stand here thinking about whether I should lick it up or not. As a small
little knock emits from the wood door. I look up and over at it know it’s morty
I unlock it and peek out. He stands biting his lip wanting to get in pushing
lightly on the door.
“I want you to get me from, would you let me in?” he whispers with a frown and
I move back, embarrassed for him to see my mess on the ground. Morty steps in
and locks the door, not even looking down yet, he stares up at my eye’s and
giggles.
“Oh god I thought something was wrong with us, you’re just drunk.” He sighs and
I bust out laughing. Holding myself up by my back against the sink behind me.
Now morty looks down seeing that I’m spilling more shit on the floor because
I’m holding two things of liquor in my slack hands.
“Oh-oh shit ha.” I lift up my hands so my flask will stop splashing more shit
out. Morty rolls his eyes, he’s so much smaller then me. He grabs the flask and
glass bottle from my hands capping them he puts them on the toilet set and
grabs a towel cleaning up the mess I made. The brown and green mix not looking
so good, that’s in me, I turn around and throw up in the sink wiping my mouth
with my white lab coat. Morty looks up at me, he watches me do this everyday,
all day. He should be use to it. But now; he. .he .must have different feelings
for me about this, and I can’t hurt him.
“Don’t worry Rick, I. . .wont try to change you just because we’re fucking.” He
looks back down and finishes cleaning. Standing up morty smiles.
“Or you wouldn’t be the same Rick I fell for, right now.” He grabs the flask
and bottle. I move to the side, we stand next too each other. I watch him pour
what can fit into the flask and he starts drinking what’s left looking over at
me.
“Here.” He hands me my flask and sits on the little bit of counter space next
to the sink, now watching me clean the sink back to white porcelain.
“So m-OUGH-ty what were you asking me to start with?” He smiles at me while
drinking the small amount left in the bottle.
“I feel to shy too just walk out of my room. I want you to bring me down.” I
just now notice that he’s not wearing his yellow shirt, but the shirt Summer
bought him when he had the kid and she came with me. It’s light pink with a
black shadow of the hand sign of eating pussy, underneath it says ‘pussies
unite!’. He never really ever wears anything but his yellow shirts. This one
looks new and unused, it’s right for his sister’s day of leaving I give him
that, damn kid. I grin. He tilts his head and giggles while swallowing.
“Like my shirt Rick?” I nod and look up at him.
“Yeah, I think your sister will like that you’re wearing more tho.” Morty
smiles with a light blush.
“I hope so, I can’t believe today is the day she’s going Rick, I hope she goes
all the way with it, makes it out of this family.”
“You-you don’t think you’ll get anywhere, make it in school and go through-
through with college and all that?” I drink with him staring him down.
“I-I have you- you know and I don’t like school. . . The teachers treat me like
shit and the students. .I don’t have one friend but you Rick.” I look down at
my right hand holding my flask. My heart hurts for him. I get it.
“You’ve shown me more then what that school ever has or can in every way
possible Rick.” He laughs “ It sounds like I’m dropping out now but I’m not. .
.I just don’t want to go past my g.e.d is all.” he smiles biting his lip
looking at me. I grin back.
“I get it doll, I’m not here to change you, I like you said.” I rub his knee
with my left hand.
Morty smiles with a nod and puts his hand on top of mine.
“You’re a lovely dork Rick..” He leans to the side. Now I can reach his lips
with ease knowing he doesn’t have to lean back down from the pain of standing
on the tip of his toes.
Morty’s feet wiggle lightly tapping against my thigh. I grin into our kiss.
Morty gets that I like it and wraps his little foot around my leg. Holding onto
my knee with his wrapped legs, hooking me to him. I pop my cap on my flask and
move him closer to my body, deepening our kiss, my tongue wondering too far and
morty gags lightly. I move my tongue back and rub my tongue over his teeth.
Over his clean molars and canines, pressing roughly against his soft tongue, I
wonder what he thinks about my rough tongue buds pressing back against his soft
mouth.
I pull back to breathe and drink from my flask, eyeing my morty drinking the
very last bit of the brown liquor left in the glass bottle, that we drank down
together. I cheers to him, we ‘clink’ our drinks and I lean back with a sigh.
“Okay here’s how we’ll do this, I’m-I’m gonna port you to your room.” I pull my
portal gun out of my inner lab coat pocket. Morty grins with a smile slipping
off the sink counter a little nod for me to go on.
“You- I belch and almost gag on upchuck- yoi-you stay there and wait for me.
Here give me that.” I reach out for the empty glass bottle in his hand. Morty
gives it to me, watching me open up a useless portal to drop it in. He smirks
as the green hole on the floor vanishes in sight.
“Okay, I’m ready for mine.” Morty smiles and hugs my side. I grin and enter it
on the keypad. Morty’s room shows through the green hole in front of the tub. I
walk in to check it first and open the door, it’s clear the whole family’s
downstairs talking and. . . Well not yet laughing, not till morty comes down to
make it full. I shut morty’s door, he just smirks watching me do my thing. I
grin back and walk over to him in the middle of the room.
“I’m going to port back into the bathroom and come too knock on your door.. .
.They’re waiting for this moment morty. I just got too love on you, touch you,
imamate things we only can do, but. They need you morty in those ways too.
Summer, do you remember her coming to your room everyday too make you happy.”
Morty nods “Yes, I do, and mom and dad knocking at my door. . .why did all that
happen Rick?” Fuck there it is, this my end it, stop my works. Morty walks to
his bed and sits, I stand still and wait for him too hear it.
“You. . . .you. .you were raped morty by a man that I killed afterwards.” He
nods again.
I watch him walk to the bed rubbing his head then his groin.
“why does the thought . . . turn me on Rick?”
Oh hell fuck me, I walk over to him, and rub his back.
“I had to morty you begged me too give you the injection to forget. But the
side effects are.. . Sexual.”
“I still can’t remember, it’s black there, I know it now but, my mans work;
it’s so good, it’s like a black wall there.”
I grin as he lays back pulling me with him, I roll to my side and use my left
hand too stroke his face, my thumb rubbing over his rosy cheek. I love him
talking about me like that.
“I love you morty.”
“I love you to Rick.” He places his hand on top of my arm as I play with his
hair now. This sweet little doll, with his dark hazel eyes with lashes so long
they touch his eyebrows his small but plump pink lips parted. Morty’s white
teeth fit cutely to his baby face and mouth those chunky cheeks flushed rosy
red, and his dimples, his fucking dimples when he smiles. And if you look close
enough, from all of our adventures he’s grown sun freckles upon the top of his
nose and the underneath the small lashes of his eyes. I’ve just seen these now,
now looking at him in the sunlight, with a new perspective of him. He really is
an angel.
“RICK!?” I sit up fast and bounce off his bed standing to my feet with a bit of
a wobble.
“Shit.” I curse under my breath and look at morty already standing next to me
ready too do what gets told from my mouth I smile at him quickly as I think
this out. I need to get too the bathroom, that’s where I was and it’s locked
with the light on still. So from there I’ll get morty from the room and so on.
The family’s going to shit themselves, just with happiness. I cough and clear
my throat and turn to morty.
“I’m going to the bathroom from there I’m coming to get you kay?” He bites his
soft bottom lip and nods I pull him to me just too press my tongue against his
teeth biting his lip. Making morty gasp with a side smirk his tongue coming out
to play just as fast as I stood up when my name was called. Morty pushes me
back.
“hurry so I can see you again dork.” morty states.
I smile to his dimpled white toothed smile as I portal back to the bathroom.
 
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