Double Trouble

Bad Bitch

~ Part 2~

Closing his eyes Morty breathed heavily, watching Rick with half-closed eyes, he watched as Rick tossed his jacket aside. Leaning over Morty he smirked and pecked his lips with a feathery kiss. Pushing him down onto the table, Morty opened his mouth for Rick's tongue. Rick took the cue, deeply kissing Morty they rolled their tongues around one another. A thin trail of saliva spilled down Morty's chin, his eyes closed tightly, he gripped Rick's hair as they started to make out. Morty groaned when Rick stopped, now trailing the kisses down his neck he nibbled gently before biting Morty's collar bone. Morty gasped, sucking in a deep breath of air. Biting his bottom lip he looked ready to push Rick down and fuck him himself. Trailing his hand down to Morty's member Morty cried out in yearning, gripping Rick's wrist he tried to force him to touch his member, but Rick resisted. Morty murmured,

"Rick, please! Just fuck me!" Morty gasped, he wanted so badly to be fucked, he craved it, chewing on his bottom lip he watched Rick ravenously. Rick laughed in response, not wanting to give Morty what he wants, not yet. Rick moved away, unbuttoning his shirt deliberately slow, annoying Morty. Morty watching him hungrily, his eyes exploring Rick's chest, taking everything in. Even as an older man his body was in great shape, a broad chest that tapers into slender hips, and even some slight abs could be seen. Tossing the shirt aside, Rick reached into his pocket and placed a condom onto the table, wrapping a bright pink color, Morty's favorite. Not including he placed a small tube of lube next to the condom. Morty felt himself quiver, his legs shook, his member pulsed and his mind went blank with excitement. Rick raised Morty's legs, placing them onto his shoulders, Morty closed his eyes listening as the lube was opened. Rick rubbed Morty's ass cheek with long fingers, he smiled and looked at Morty, Morty was now examining his body, drinking him in like a tall glass of water. Licking his lips Morty looked up at Rick, who just smirked at his grandson, both of them excited for the appetizer. 

          Rick started slowly, pushing one finger inside of Morty. Morty groaned in discomfort as Rick moved it all the way inside. Moving it cautiously, Rick went in and out, speeding up his pace every time, easing Morty into blissful pleasure. Soon enough, Morty cried out, his back arched, and he clawed at the table as Rick used his finger to pleasure Morty. Pushing his second finger in, Rick watched aroused while Morty moaned and cried in pleasure.

"Rick..." He cried out, his breath shaky and a mere whisper. Drool ran down Morty's chin, a loud cry escaped his lips when Rick's fingers reached his g-spot. Rubbing the area, Rick watched as Morty cried, his eyes glowing with need. He seemed to try and speak yet his mind was clouded with pleasure. Opening his mouth only cries and mumbles escaped past his soft lips. Pushing his fingers deep inside of Morty he stopped moving them, pushing onto Morty's g-spot he continued this even when he began to whisper to Morty. 

"You think you can take me?" He smiled, some beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, he's using every bit of his strength not to fuck him right there and then. Morty reached up with a shaky hand, Rick grabbed it and licked his fingers. Sucking them, his tongue rolled around Morty's fingers, his salty skin quite tasty.

"I-I need you, RICK," Rick let go of Morty's fingers, smiling he pulled his fingers out of Morty and reached for the condom. Morty wrapped his arms around Rick's neck and whispered into his ear. "I can't wait, now... Rick, now!" He cried, his shaky hands gripped Rick's shirt tightly. Rick, shocked by that, was suddenly overcome with a need so fierce and strong that he pushed Morty down onto the table. Unbuckling his pants he pushed them, and his underwear, down. Morty listened as the tube of lube was opened again, then closed and tossed aside. Mere moments passed before Morty was pulled to the edge of the table, Rick didn't hesitate to enter Morty abruptly. Morty cried out in pain, writhing his legs, Rick held his legs firmly preventing Morty from kicking around wildly. Standing still, Rick watched Morty's face change from pain to discomfort. As Morty adjusted Rick moved agonizingly slow, helping adjust Morty to his size. He so desperately wanted to fuck his brains out right there and then, but he kept his calm and kept a slow pace. Morty gasped for air, his face displayed a myriad of expressions. Thankfully, it wasn't too long before Morty was moaning again. Moving faster now, Morty cried in pleasure. His body rocked with Rick's, the sound of skin against skin echoed in the room. The sunlight poured into the room, glistening on their bodies as Rick closed his eyes, focusing on the pleasure shooting through his body. Morty gripped Rick's wrist, crying out he felt as if he wanted to die. Everything inside of him was burning, quivering Morty covered his mouth to prevent from yelling. 

          "Move your hand," Rick's voice strained as he grunted the order. Morty opened his eyes but disobeyed Rick. Rick ordered again, now slowing down Morty groaned in response. 

"I'm too loud," he mumbled between his fingers. Rick, his impatience worn out, let go of Morty's legs and grabbed his wrist, holding his arm above his head he fiercely plunged into Morty gaining loud cries from the boy. Arching his back Morty wrapped his legs around Rick's waist, feeling every push and every pule he felt so close to the end. Morty closed his eyes, holding off as long as possible, even though that was a challenge within itself, crying out he gripped Rick's shoulder with his free hand. Digging his nails into Rick's shoulder he heard a grunt come from Rick. 

"Fuck, Morty, babe, I'm so damn close," Rick said between gritted teeth. Sweat rolled down their bodies, the heat is unbearable for both of them. 

"I am too... Hurry, Rick. Hurry!" Morty cried his body screaming to release. Rick grunted, pounding into him he was harsh and fast. Withing Morty closed his eyes tightly, unable to handle the pleasure he screamed cumming hard. In response, Rick pounded into him, pushing deep inside of Morty he let out a hoarse cry, cumming deep within Morty. Both of them convulsed from their releases. 

"Oh god, Morty." Rick gasped, Morty giggled his hair a wild mess and his body filthy. Rick stood up and pulled out of Morty. Morty, sat up, still shaky, smirking at Rick he placed his forefinger under Rick's chin. 

"I think we need a shower," Rick smirked in response. Moving towards his grandson he kissed him deeply. 

"Can you handle round two, babe?" Morty smirked, 

"Try me?" Pulling his pants up, Rick grabbed Morty and carried him to the upstairs bathroom. Slamming the door behind him, Rick locked it behind him.