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A loud persistent beeping filled the room until a tiny hand reached out from underneath the covers and hit the button to turn off the alarm.
Eyes fluttered open and saw morning light streaming into the room between the blinds on the window. The boy yawned and stretched as he sat up and checked the clock. 6:00AM.
Morty looked over to his right and saw Rick sleeping peacefully, his back facing the boy. Ever since Rick’s domdrop ordeal a few months ago, he had basically moved into Morty’s room. Rick used some device to expand the bed and did something to the house that made the room larger to accommodate both of their stuff.
Unable to help himself, Morty bent down and placed a kiss to the man’s unshaven cheek, making the older man grunt but remain asleep. Morty smiled and rolled out of bed naked except for his collar. He looked into a little mirror on his wall and debated what color he wanted it today before settling on green, like the portals.
Morty slipped on his pajama pants and top before traipsing downstairs and making his way to the kitchen, the decently sized butt plug inside shifting around with every step he took. Today was Saturday which meant Morty had duties to tend to. He gathered everything he needed to make breakfast and got to work.
On Saturdays he made breakfast for Rick and himself, as well as starting breakfast for the rest of the family. Bacon, toast, eggs, and pancakes (chocolate chips on his, because why not?) with a side of orange juice. He made enough bacon and toast for the family, wrapping it up so it would stay warm. The rest was for Beth to prepare since eggs and pancakes are best when fresh and she wouldn’t be up until 7AM.
That’s why he was up so early right now, it was a compromise so it wouldn’t be so awkward for the rest of the family.
By 6:15AM Morty had their breakfast on a tray and was heading back up to their bedroom. He placed the tray off to the side and placed a hand on Rick’s shoulder, gently shaking him awake, “Master, it- it’s time for breakfast.”
Rick stirred and groaned, rolling over onto his back and blinking the sleep from his eyes. He grinned happily up at Morty, “Morning, baby boy.”
“G-good morning,” Morty leaned down and pressed a kiss to the man’s lips, “sleep well?”
Rick stretched as he sat up, scratching his lower back, “Great, actually,” the man laughed, “alright, g-gimme those hot cakes, hot stuff!” Rick winked at the boy and Morty rolled his eyes as he placed the tray in front of Rick, removing his own plate afterwards, “Wait. S-sit next to Master this morning, sweetie.”
Morty blushed and did as he was told. Normally Morty ate on the floor next to the bed, using a little step stool as a tray. It seems today Rick wanted to cuddle a little while they ate, “Thank you, Master!”
The pair ate in silence until about 6:30AM. It was time for Morty’s next task.
Rick led the boy to the upstairs shower and removed his collar temporarily. Once the water was ready, the pair stepped in and Morty went to work on scrubbing down every inch of the man’s front with his hands.
The old man loved the feeling of Morty’s small hands lathering his body in soap from top to bottom. Morty knelt down in the tub and grabbed a washcloth, lathered it up with unscented soap, gently peeling back the foreskin of Rick’s flaccid cock, cleaning under the sensitive skin and glands before running the cloth over the entire shaft and then down to wash the man’s hefty balls.
After that, he washed off the man’s legs and feet.
Rick turned around and Morty stood up, using the washcloth on the expanse of Rick’s bony back, gradually moving downward until he was kneeling again, cleaning Rick’s buttocks and making sure to get underneath all of the folds where the man’s skin sagged.
Morty sudsed up the washcloth with more soap and water, spreading apart Rick’s ass and running the cloth through the crevice before gently prodding at the man’s hole, using two of his fingers to dip the cloth inside. Rick moaned at the breach but otherwise said nothing. Morty gently eased the cloth in and out, getting his grandfather’s hole clean.
The boy wrung the cloth out and put it off to the side before grabbing Rick’s shampoo. He tapped Rick’s shoulder and the man sat down in the tub so Morty could reach his hair. Rick leaned back into the touch; he absolutely loved choosing to have Morty service him like this. The boy’s fingers felt so nice running all over him and it gave Morty the opportunity to worship and revere Rick’s body in a way they both enjoyed.
So far they only did this on Saturdays, but Rick would love to be able to do this every time he had to shower, if he could. But this was fine for now, it made it something special.
When Morty was done, he gently pushed Rick forward under the spray of the water and scrubbed the shampoo out.
“All done,” Morty announced. The man sat there for a few minutes while Morty washed off his own body and hair, making it fast but thorough before rinsing himself off, “okay, I’m done n-now too.”
Rick hummed in response, standing up and switching off the water. Morty grabbed his towel and quickly dried himself off so as to not get water everywhere when he stepped out.
Once dry enough, Morty stepped out of the tub and grabbed Rick’s towel, toweling his body dry, his hair too. After the man was dry enough, Morty put the towel down on the floor and offered his hand to Rick, helping the man step out of the bathtub.
Rick sat down on the toilet seat and waited for Morty to fetch the shaving cream and razor. The man tilted his head back and let Morty lather his face up, pressing the blade to his face as Morty began to shave him. This was a huge show of trust for Rick, letting someone hold a blade so close to his throat, but he trusted Morty. The first few times the boy had cut him a little, but last time he’d done a perfect job.
The man closed his eyes as Morty shaved his short beard clean. It took maybe ten minutes for Morty to finish and he could hear everyone else starting to wake up.
When Morty wiped his face off Rick said, “It’s 7AM, b-baby.”
Then Morty scrambled quickly to the door to grab the man’s robe, as Rick himself stood up. Morty slid it over Rick’s arms and onto his body, wrapping it and tying it securely.
Rick patted Morty’s damp hair and smiled, “Good boy, Morty.”
And Morty just beamed right up at him.
The pair were able to sneak back into their now shared room before anyone else got up. It was time for Morty’s favorite part, a ritual they did every single morning. Ideally, it made more sense to do this part before showering, but not much they could do about it when they had to dodge other people.
Rick sat on the bed, letting his robe slip off his shoulders as he crossed his legs, one knee over the other. He held up Morty’s collar and the boy kneeled down on the floor, lifting his chin up slightly so Rick could latch it around his neck.
The man put his foot under Morty’s chin, raising it up so the boy was looking him in the eye, “Show Master h-how much you adore him, Morty.”
“W-with pleasure, Master.”
Morty stood up and put his hands on Rick’s cleanly shaven face, stroking over every crease, placing chaste kisses along the man’s features. He tenderly caressed Rick’s neck, kissing along it as the man tilted his head to the side to allow it.
The boy ghosted his hands over Rick’s shoulders, down to his slightly saggy chest, following with more kisses until he reached Rick’s nipples, rolling one in his hand and lightly sucking on the other, swelling with a touch of pride as Rick let out a little moan.
Morty quickly moved on and trailed his hands down the exposed skin. This wasn’t about sex, after all; Morty wasn’t supposed to arouse Rick during this time. Once he reached the fabric of the robe, he went down to place a kiss on Rick’s knee, moving his hands down Rick’s legs, touching and kissing the long shin before him; worshiping the thin skin adorned with wrinkles and varicose veins.
Finally he placed a kiss to the top of Rick’s foot and then looked up at the man with adoration, “I l-love every part of you, m-my Master…” he placed a final kiss to Rick’s ankle and nuzzled his cheek against it, gently caressing the man’s leg, “you’re so damn beautiful, Master. Th-thank you for allowing me to- to worship your perfect body and to show you how grateful I am to s-serve you.”
Rick gave a pleased hum and opened his arms wide, “Come give Master a hug, sweetie.”
Morty hopped up and immediately wrapped his arms around Rick’s neck, settling in the man’s lap. The pair held each other, idly caressing each other’s skin, for just a little while.
“Time to g-get dressed, baby boy,” Rick placed a smooch to Morty’s temple, “I’ve got a real special day planned for us.”
Morty kissed the man’s cheek before pulling away, “Sounds fun, Master! I can’t wait.” The boy got off of Rick’s lap and started getting dressed and Rick did as well. Soon they were both clad in their usual attire and walking down the stairs.
“We- we’re going out,” Rick announced as they passed by the family in the kitchen, “dunno how long we’ll be gone.”
Beth gave an annoyed sigh and the others merely grunted in acknowledgement.
The pair hopped into Rick’s spaceship and took off, heading for Rick’s planet. The man squirmed a little in his seat, eager to show Morty the surprise he’d been working on for the past two weeks while Morty was in school.
“S-so,” Rick started, looking to make conversation to pass the time, “how’s school been lately?”
Morty looked up in surprise at the man, “Oh, um, p-pretty good actually, Master! I actually got a ‘B’ on my last math test, c-can you believe it? I’ve never gotten a ‘B’ in math before!”
“A ‘B’? Wow, compared to your normal grades, that- that’s a stellar improvement, Morty! Good- good job.”
“Th-thanks! Yeah, my head’s been a lot clearer lately, you know?”
“Yeah,” Rick agreed, “I do know. S-same here, sweetie.”
“Oh, um, th-there is one other thing, Master…” Morty said with a nervous little laugh, “so, uh, J-jessica actually asked me out to the school dance coming up, a-a-as friends though. I told her I’d think about it b-because I knew I needed to ask you first, Master. Are- are you okay with that or sh-should I tell her I can’t?”
Rick furrowed his brow in consideration, “I…” the man bit his lip slightly before taking a deep breath; he told himself to just be honest with his feelings instead of immediately trying to bury them under anger and sarcasm, “I- I don’t feel comfortable w-with that, Morty. I trust you, but even as friends I just don’t like the idea of you g-going out with the girl you used to have a crush on…” Rick sighed, cheeks red with embarrassment, “I- I’m jealous.”
“Okay, I’ll tell her I can’t go with her then,” Morty reached over and took Rick’s right hand, holding it and stroking it with his thumb, “th-thank you for being honest, Master.”
Rick squirmed a little more in his seat, feeling flustered.
He was really and truly trying to get all of his worst impulses under control for Morty’s sake and it was a struggle. Yet Morty stood by him and helped him through it all, encouraging him to be honest with his emotions and to come to Morty for anything he needed. Rick hasn’t ever felt so happy or content in his life before now, he could feel the wall he built around his heart gradually being dismantled, brick by brick, by Morty’s little hands.
“I’ve also b-been doing pretty good in all my other classes, Master… well, except English, th-that’s still a struggle,” Morty laughed awkwardly, “I n-never really get the finer points of ‘sentence structure’ and I can’t spell for shit.”
“Pfft, I f-feel you there, Morty,” the man scoffed, “all a bunch of overly picky bullshit a-about what word goes in what spot and- and c-coma’s and shit? Bleh.”
Morty snorted, “Yeah, t-tell me about it, man!” The boy laughed, “But I’m pulling a solid ‘C’, so it’s fine, I guess.”
“That’s damn good, baby,” Rick placed a kiss to Morty’s hand, still held within his own, “I s-still think school is bullshit, but I’m proud you’re doing so well.”
“Aw jeez, thank you, M-master,” the boy blushed, looking over at his grandfather with a small smile on his face, “hey… I love you, Master.”
“I love you too, Morty.”
The pair flew in comfortable silence all the way to Rick’s planet, landing down on the beach. Rick wrapped a blindfold around Morty’s eyes and took his hand, leading him through the soft field of tall grass into the plains before they came to a stop.
“Ready for your surprise, m-my love?” Rick said, standing behind Morty with his hands on the boy’s slim shoulders.
“Y-yes, I am, Master!” Morty replied excitedly, squirming around under Rick’s hands. The man removed the blindfold and the boy blinked, his vision honing in on what stood before him, “A-aw… jeez… holy shit, I don’t even… Rick— I m-mean, Master, is this what I think it is…?”
“Well, it’s not for me kidnapping you, I’ll tell you that much,” Rick laughed, leaning down to wrap his arms around Morty’s chest, resting his chin on the boy’s shoulder, “it’s our home away from home, sweetie.”
Before them stood a two-story brick house, painted light blue, built alongside the trees and facing the same beautiful view that Rick’s toilet had.
“I built it next to my toilet, s-saw no point in putting the toilet inside since the weather is always perfect here,” the old man placed a kiss to Morty’s cheek, “th-though, I suppose it’s our toilet now.”
“Aw,” Morty tilted his head up and gave the man a smooch to his lips, “you’re gonna share your toilet with me? Th-that’s so sweet, Master.”
Rick blushed and hid his face in Morty’s shoulder, “Hey, you- you’re my property, s-same as the damn toilet, so it- it’s not like it’s a big deal or anything…”
“If you say so, Master. Sh-show me around inside?”
“H-hell yeah, I think you’re go- gonna really love it, baby!” Rick grabbed Morty’s hand and led the boy inside.
They stepped into the front room which was part of the living room. Off to the side down a short hallway was a door that led to the toilet. Next to that was a small room containing a washing machine and dryer, complete with supplies for doing laundry, a broom, and various items for household chores. Rick led him to the kitchen, which was on the smaller side but was fully stocked with both Earth and alien goods. The living room had a reclining couch and a large wide-screen TV and the walls were tastefully decorated. Next was a room off to the right, a replica of Rick’s garage workshop back home but it was pretty sparse.
Rick pulled him deeper into the house, opening up the door to reveal the master bedroom. It had a large king sized bed, a dresser, a TV mounted to the wall, a desk, bookshelves, a couple of nightstands, and the walls were decorated with some posters suiting the both of them and a few photos of the both of them as well. There was also a bathroom connected to the bedroom that contained a bathtub with a shower and a sink.
“Oh wow, Master…” Morty said as he marveled at the first floor of the house, “a-all this and there’s a second floor? Kinda seems pretty big for just the two of us.”
“That’s because you haven’t seen what’s up there yet, sweetie.” Rick winked at him then led Morty up the stairs to a hallway. There were two doors on one side and one on the other side.
Rick led him through the first door on the left, opening up a decently sized room that held various dog stuff, such as the crate, a dog bed, chew toys, some dog bowls, and a shelf that contained dildos and his play collar. There was also a loveseat against the wall.
“Aw, jeez…”
“Yup, th-this is our puppy play room, baby!” Rick gave him a pat to the back, “Of course, y-you can, and will, be my puppy anywhere on this planet, buuuut I was thinking this could be where I get a- a little frisky with my cute puppy.” The man chuckled, “M-maybe I c-could be an old dog showing my pup some new tricks, you know what I mean?”
“Oh!” Morty went bright red at the thought of them both acting like dogs, playing around in this room, “S-sounds hot, Master~”
“Damn right it does, but onto the next room!”
Rick closed the door and went to the next room on the left side of the hallway.
“Oh wow…”
The room contained a simple bed and a couple of cameras connected to a laptop. Morty blushed, knowing exactly what this room was for.
“Uh-huh, I know we haven’t d-done it in a while but I still wanna show off this sexy little body of yours and m-make all those Rick’s out there so fucking envious, sweetie~” Rick practically purred into Morty’s ear, making the boy groan.
“W-what’s in the next room?” Morty asked, already feeling worked up.
“Something a kinky little slut like you is bound to love, baby boy~”
Rick spun him around and pushed him towards the only door on the right hand side and opened it, revealing a darkly painted room that screamed ‘sex dungeon’, full of varying sex toys, bondage equipment and furniture, ropes, and chains.
Morty felt the boner tent in his pants instantly.
“Aw jeez, Master. That’s just— wow.”
“You know it, b-baby, I can’t wait to get you strapped into that breeding mount or tie you up and have you hanging from the ceiling, it’s gonna be so fucking sexy,” the man kissed down Morty’s face and had the boy moaning, melting into a pile of goo in Rick’s arms, “but first, I want to break in our bed downstairs and make love to your fine little ass~”
Morty spun around and slammed his lips against Rick’s, grabbing onto his coat, feverishly moving his mouth against the older man’s.
“Make love to me, huh?” Morty said teasingly, “We’ve never made love before, you romantic old fart.”
“Christ, y-you’re such a brat,” Rick snorted, “I’m g-gonna have you shaking and moaning, making love to you all sweet and slow,” he whispered into Morty’s ear as he picked the boy up into his arms, “it’s m-my turn to worship every inch of your cute, sexy, teeny little body, baby boy~”
Morty swooned, feeling lightheaded, “P-please, Master…”
“Nope, call me by my name or call me ‘Grandpa’, I do want to hear you scream my name though,” Rick growled against him, rocking his hips against the boy’s ass, “you- you gotta scream it fucking loud for me, baby!”
“Fuck! Yes, Rick! A-anything, just please make love to me!”
Rick grabbed hold of him, sprinted down the stairs, and flung open their bedroom door, tossing the boy onto the bed and tearing off his clothes before shedding his own. Rick hovered over him on the bed, kissing down the inside of Morty’s thigh, making the boy moan in his grasp, and pulled out the butt plug currently inside of him.
The man took the boy’s cock into his mouth and sucked it slowly, running his tongue along the shaft slowly, leisurely, just the way he liked. Morty was writhing in pleasure, holding onto his grandfather’s hair as he rocked his hips into Rick’s mouth, “Oh, Riiiick~ Your mouth f-feels so damn good!”
Rick lazily circled his tongue around the small shaft, bobbing his head up and down, all while rubbing his hands along Morty’s thighs.
Morty gasped and shook, hips arching up off the bed, cumming into his grandfather’s warm mouth. The man eagerly drank down every last drop before his lips parted from the small member.
“Goddamn, I love the way you taste, baby boy,” Rick moaned, stroking his hands all along Morty’s slender body as the boy basked in the afterglow of his first orgasm, “s-so fucking beautiful too.”
Rick leaned over Morty’s smaller form, bending down to capture his lips in a slow, passionate, kiss; his large hands cupping around Morty’s face and down his neck, fingers running over the collar and shoulders, caressing down to the boy’s soft little chest and tweaking his nipples.
Morty broke the kiss as his head rocked back with a moan, “Oh Rick, m-more! There, please!”
The man smirked, kissing around Morty’s chest before taking one of his nipples in his mouth, swirling his tongue around the little nub before pressing his sharpened teeth against it, nibbling it lightly. Morty shivered and arched up into it.
Rick switched over to the other nipple, giving it the same treatment. He pulled away, happy to see the little buds nice and red, his little lover shaking in pleasure.
The older man spread Morty’s cheeks apart and applied a small amount of lube to his cock, lining up with the boy’s entrance, “Sweetie, you make me the happiest son of a bitch in- in the universe,” he slowly started pushing in, groaning at the sensation as Morty mewled under him, “fuck, baby, y-you feel so good around me, you’re so fucking perfect,” Rick rocked his hips into the boy, sinking deeper with every small thrust, “s-such a pretty little thing, all for me.”
“Ohhhh, yes! All f-for you, Rick!” Morty responded by meeting Rick’s thrusts gradually, arms wrapping around his grandfather’s neck, holding him close, “I love you, Rick! Grandpa, I love you so much!”
“Love you too, baby boy,” Rick whispered, kissing the boy passionately again as he bottomed out and started thrusting steadily, moaning into the kiss, “sweet little boy, th-this feel good? G-going slow like this?”
“Y-yes, but I n-need more, Grandpa!” Morty whined loudly, “Please pound me into the bed! I need it hard and rough, Rick, p-please!”
“No can do, sweetie,” Rick chuckled, “I said I was going to make love to you, g-gonna draw this out as long as possible…”
Morty panted and moaned at the blissful torture Rick was subjecting him to, feeling so revered and loved by his older lover. He felt so overwhelmed that everything was hazy.
Rick pulled two more orgasms from his tiny body before finally picking up the pace, pounding into the boy’s prostate while holding him close, kissing along Morty’s jaw softly. Morty screamed as he came one final time, clamping down around Rick as the man kept pounding away onto Morty’s sensitive, overstimulated gland.
The man came with a grunt, filling the boy so full of his cum that Morty’s belly swelled a little.
“I love you, baby,” Rick mumbled against Morty’s hair, “g-gonna spend the rest of my life with you, sweetie. Gonna love the shit outta you forever…”
“Me too, Rick, I wanna l-love the shit outta you forever too. Need to- to spend the rest of my life with you too, Rick. I love you so much.”
Rick groaned, embracing the boy tightly, “I’ve got another surprise for you, Morty.”
“Aw jeez, n-not sure I can take another surprise, Rick…” Morty let out a small laugh.
The man pushed himself up and slid out of the boy, both of them grunting. Rick reached into the nightstand and pulled out a little cloth bag, putting it behind his back as he faced the boy. Morty sat up and waited for Rick to speak.
“Morty, I- uh, th-this is something I’ve been thinking about since my little, eh, breakdown,” he pulled out a little box from the bag and handed it to Morty, “I guess this isn’t really for you, but…”
Morty opened up the little box and gasped quietly.
“I w-want you to put it on me.”
Inside the box was a ring, made from the same metal as the collar Rick made him, except in the center was a strip of gold. Currently, the metal shone the same brilliant green as Morty’s collar and the pendant Rick wore containing the key to it.
“W-wow, aw jeez, Rick are—“
“Call me Master now, sweetie.”
“Master, a-are you serious about this? Really?” Morty gazed up at the man with love and wonder in his eyes.
Rick extended his left hand and let Morty take it in his own, “Of course I am, Morty. J-just like your collar, it’s a symbol that I’m your Master. Now put it on me already.” He laughed.
Morty blushed furiously and slid the ring on the man’s ring finger, watching as it tightened to comfortably fit around the digit. The boy felt his heart flutter with so much love and excitement it felt like he was about to burst. He wrapped his arms around Rick’s back and the man held him close, stroking his hair lovingly.
“By the way, there’s also a tracking device in both the ring and collar, Morty,” Rick added, “j-just in case something ever happens, we’ll always be able to find each other. I’ll sh-show you how to activate it later.”
“Yeah, Master, that sounds like something you’d do…” Morty let out a snort.
“Cheeky brat,” Rick mumbled, “y-you’re so lucky I enjoy a little sass.”
“I sure am~” Morty purred, nuzzling against Rick’s neck, “It looks g-good on you, by the way.”
“Yeah,” Rick laughed, holding out his hand to get a good look of the ring on his finger, flexing his hand to get a feel of it, “it’s going to take me a while to get used to wearing one of these things again though.”
Morty sighed in contentment, snuggling up to his grandfather, “So, got anything else planned for today, Master?”
Rick grinned at the boy, “You know I do, sweet boy,” the man chuckled darkly, “b-but we need to take a little break first before we get started on all of that.”
Morty shivered, “Sounds good, Master~”
When Rick said they needed a break, Morty now realized why that had been a good idea.
Rick had him strapped into leather bonds, wrapped up tightly, his shins and thighs bound by a leather skirt and his arms pressed against his sides, a leather strap securing them there.
Before Rick had put the skirt on him, he put on some sort of harness around his crotch, slipping his limp cock through a large, hollow dildo, grinning wickedly the entire time.
Rick was already naked as he straddled Morty and inched up closer to his face until the man’s knees were on either side of Morty’s head and he was staring up at Rick’s taint, the man licked across his teeth as he grinned down at the boy, reaching down to part the cheeks of his ass, “Put that mouth of yours to good use, slut.”
That was all the warning Morty got as Rick sat on his face. Morty stuck his tongue out and blindly searched for Rick’s asshole, earning a lewd moan when he finally discovered it. He wormed his way inside easily, swirling it around, making filthy slurping noises as he ate the man out vigorously. It was getting hard to breathe but Rick was rocking against his mouth, clearly enjoying it, so Morty ignored the need for air. Morty started moving his tongue in and out, fucking the man’s hole with the wet appendage, and Rick was shaking in pleasure, grabbing Morty’s hair.
“Fuuuuuuck,” Rick drawled out, low and gutturally, “that’s it, y-you nasty slut, you love having Master sit on your face, I know you do,” Rick moaned when his words encouraged Morty to thrust his tongue faster, “fuck yes! S-such a gross little whore like you loves e-eating out my old ass! All while my balls are rubbing all over your perverted little face, I know y-you love that!”
Rick shivered and pulled himself away, letting the boy breathe, “Y-yes, Master! I love eating you out a-and having your balls on my face!”
“Fucking dumb slut,” Rick snorted, locating the lube and started to finger himself just enough to ease the way, “I know you love being my little bitch,” the man groaned, “y-you little masochist.”
Rick grunted as he slipped his fingers free from his ass and hovered over the dildo on Morty’s crotch, the man salivating with anticipation at having something so large in him. He sank down and Morty’s eyes bulged out of his head, feeling his cock hardening inside the dildo; he moaned at watching the large toy disappear inside of his grandfather’s ass, wishing he could feel the warmth of Rick’s insides directly.
“What?” Rick laughed as he finally bottomed out, “Y-you think I’d l-let your pathetic little cocklet inside of me?” The man snorted, starting to move up and down, laughing cruelly at the boy’s expense, “Arrogant little slut, your little shrimp dick couldn’t possibly satisfy me!”
Morty groaned, tears pricking at his eyes, even as lust flooded his system at the sight of Rick bouncing up and down in his lap, but wishing he was the one who was making Rick throw his head back in pleasure.
“Enjoying the sight, whore?” Rick snickered, putting his hands on Morty’s chest and leaning forward, giving him more leverage to slam his ass down onto the strap on, “Oh shit, yeah, th-that’s the spot!” Rick yelled, speeding up, “Fuck! I h-haven’t used a toy on myself in forever! It’s s-so fucking huge, Morty, f-feels so much better th-than your wimpy little cock ever could!”
The tears fell and Morty unconsciously bucked up into his grandfather, albeit not much due to the restraints, but the lack of friction he was denied made him whimper, “Master… I w-want to feel you, p-please…”
Rick froze on top of him, leaning back to fully sit on Morty’s crotch, “The fuck did you just say to me, slut?”
Morty paled, realizing his mistake.
“You don’t get to want anything!” Rick reached off to the side and grabbed a blindfold, shoving it over Morty’s eyes, “I was b-being so gracious, l-letting you watch,” he scoffed and then Morty felt something rubber shoved into his mouth, a ball gag, “a-and even letting you speak,” the man chided himself, “you’re so f-fucking stupid, bitch, I should have known you wouldn’t remember your place.”
Rick put his hands back on Morty’s chest and pinched his nipples through the leather, making Morty squeal. Then he pulled himself up, just before the toy was fully out, and slammed back down to the hilt roughly, forcing a groan from the boy.
“You’re a sex toy, bitch,” Rick laughed, “y-you’re a thing, an object I u-use to give myself pleasure. That’s why your pathetic excuse for a dick isn’t ever going inside of me, slut! You’re so fucking small, you could never please me, I wouldn’t even notice it if you did put your nasty little dick in me! N-not to mention you d-don’t deserve to be inside of my ass, except for your tongue. One of these days I’m going to leave you all hard and aching a-and make you eat me out all day, baby!” Rick laughed as he bounced up and down rapidly, the toy roughly going over his prostate with each motion; his cock hard and leaking all over Morty’s torso, “S-strap a dildo gag on your face and have you f-fuck me with it, oh yeah…” Rick bit his lip, drooling at the thought, “You won’t get to touch my cock at all and y-you wouldn’t be allowed to cum either.” The man groaned and Morty sobbed behind the gag.
Everything Rick was describing sounded so hot, it felt like he was going to cum just from the mental images in his head. Morty was just a stupid toy for his grandfather and he loved it so much! He wanted to do anything to please his Master! But shit, he wished he could see Rick right now. He could only imagine the man sweating, gaze half-lidded, his large cock bouncing up and down, he wanted to see the old man like this so bad! But he was a toy and being denied such a beautiful sight was his punishment for pretending to be human.
“Oh yes! F-fuck that ass!” Rick cried, bouncing so hard and fast that slapping sounds echoed through the room, “Goddamn! Haven’t had my ass stretched like this in too damn long! Holy shit, right fucking there!” Rick stalled his movements and switched to gyrating his hips, gasping loudly at how the texture of the toy pleasured the rim and walls of his asshole. Rick brought his hands back to grab his own ass, pulling his cheeks apart, desperately trying to get more of the toy inside of him, moaning as he was able to get a fraction of an inch more inside, “Fuck, I love h-having a large cock inside me! It feels so fucking amazing! G-gotta use my favorite sex toy like this more often!” Rick released his ass and squeezed the toy inside him, his legs shaking as he stroked his cock harshly, cumming all over the boy under him, “Oh fuck! Fuck! Shit!” He cried out, slamming back down onto the toy rapidly as he came, milking himself dry.
Morty groaned underneath the man, feeling warm cum hit his body, whimpering behind the gag because he didn’t get to see his grandfather climax.
Rick groaned as he pulled himself up off the toy, “Sh-shit, I’m g-gonna be paying for that later,” he laughed, “my ass is gonna be so damn sore.”
Morty grunted and whined, drool flooding down his chin thanks to the ball gag, desperately wanting his Master’s attention.
“Yeah, yeah,” Rick huffed, a slight chuckle to his voice, “come on, Master isn’t g-going to leave you hanging, baby. Not this time, anyway,” he snorted, as he unbuckled the gag and started removing the leather bindings from Morty’s slim form, then the strap on, “Master’s gotta k-keep his toys in good working condition, after all,” he chuckled, breath ghosting over Morty’s hard little cock, “r-routine maintenance is important, slut, remember that.”
And just like that, Rick had his mouth wrapped around Morty’s cock, trashing and sucking while the boy wailed in pleasure, still blindfolded and grabbing onto Rick’s head for support, “Oh, Master! Th-thank you!”
Morty isn’t ashamed to admit that it took him all of fifteen seconds to cum inside of Rick’s hot mouth, the man graciously sucking him off hard and swallowing Morty’s load with an obnoxiously loud ‘gulp’.
“Goddamn tasty, sweetie,” the man chuckled as he removed the blindfold from Morty’s eyes, “y-you good?”
“Uh-huh…” Morty mumbled dreamily, “l-love it when you use me f-for your own pleasure, Master…”
“Aw, w-well isn’t that so sweet of my little slave to say?” Rick laughed softly, grabbing Morty under his armpits and pulling the boy up for a hug, “If y-you’re a good boy for me this weekend, m-maybe I’ll let you fuck me with the strap on,” he purred into Morty’s ear and the boy shivered, “you like the sound of that? M-me on my back, or maybe doggy style, y-you pounding a toy into me all while your cute little cock gets denied?” Rick himself shivered at the idea, “Giving your Master pleasure and you getting none in return while I just t-take it easy and let you do all the work? Is that a nice reward for a good little slave?”
“Aw jeez, y-yes, Master. Th-that sounds so amazing!” Morty snuggled up around Rick’s neck, soaking in the man’s warmth, “I- I’ll be a good boy, Master, I promise!”
Rick chuckled as he patted Morty’s back, “Perfect. We’re gonna stay here all weekend and y-you’re not allowed to wear clothes the entire time we’re on this planet, understand?”
Morty nodded against Rick’s neck, “Of course, Master, n-no clothes.”
“Good boy.”
They held each other for a while, taking comfort in just idly stroking each other’s skin, when Morty spoke up.
“H-hey, Master…”
“Yeah, sweetie?”
“Um,” Morty shifted around in Rick’s lap anxiously, “w-what you said earlier about how you like h-having a large cock inside of you… well, um, w-would you be happier if you could have sex with someone else to get that?” Morty blushed furiously and looked away in shame, “I know I c-can’t satisfy you since I’m so small, hence the toy, s-so… I mean, if- if it’ll please you more, well, I just want you to feel good…”
“Morty, are you trying to say you d-don’t mind me getting dicked down by someone else?” Rick asked with a hint of edge to his tone.
“I- I mean… I wouldn’t like it, but I want you to be satisfied, Master.”
Rick sighed and tilted up Morty’s chin so the boy was looking him in the eye, “I do like having a large cock inside me,” the man admitted, “w-what I don’t like is my slave being okay with sharing his Master,” he growled lowly, “l-like I’m not worthy of feeling possessive over, like I’m a common whore or some shit.”
“I- I- I’m sorry, Master, I just thought m-maybe it’s what you wanted! P-please don’t be mad…” Morty whimpered.
“Quiet, Morty,” Rick said softly, “I’m not mad, you were just trying to think of what would make me feel good, right?” He chuckled, stroking his hand down Morty’s back, “I don’t like b-being shared , Morty, just remember that. Sure, I used to fuck around but I never loved a single one of those assholes, n-not a damn one, so they weren’t sharing me. With you? Well, b-baby, I promised to be monogamous so you own me just as much as I own you,” Rick held up his left hand, showing Morty the ring on his finger, “y-you’re the only one remotely worthy of me, Morty. You helped me see that so only you g-get to enjoy my body and my affection. And because of that, I’d much rather you be a possessive little slut and show me j-just how loved I am.”
“Oh,” Morty squeaked out, “oh jeez, I…” the boy was blushing from head to toe, “I’m sorry if I offended you, Master, I wasn’t thinking a-about any of that. I- I don’t want you to be w-with anyone else. Y-you’re my Master,” the boy tightened his arms around Rick possessively, “n-no one else is ever allowed to touch you, they wouldn’t worship your body the way you deserve,” Morty growled into Rick’s ear, causing the man to shiver, “no one deserves to see you the way I get to, they w-wouldn’t appreciate you at all! Only I know h-how to love you, Master! I- I’ll fucking kill anybody who p-puts their grimy hands on you!”
Rick let out a whistle, “Goddamn, baby boy! Now that is what your Master likes to hear! Fuck, th-that’s hot!”
“Y-you’re special, Master, special to me,” Morty continued, “you’re mine and I hate the thought of anyone else touching you!” The boy stood on his knees and stared down at his grandfather, gasping slightly at the sight of a warm and happy smile on Rick’s face, a slight blush across his cheeks, “I- I— I love you, Master. You’re amazing, s-so smart and so loving, so gentle with me even when we’re playing rough. I want to be th-the only one you look at, Master…” the boy sniffled a little.
“G-got a little sappy there, didn’t you, sweetie?” Rick said.
“Sh-shut up, y-you old fart,” Morty sassed as he wiped the tears from his face, “I c-can’t help how you make me feel.”
Rick laughed, “Come on, Morty, I w-was just teasing you!” Rick’s laughter died down as he noticed Morty still pouting, “Hey, I’ll only ever look at you, Morty,” the man said softly, carefully grabbing Morty’s chin and kissing his cute little pout, “everyone else is shit compared to you, baby. Always be a jealous little bitch for your Master, t-treat me like I’m too good to share, desire me only for yourself, don’t be so willing to let anyone else get a taste of me, understand?”
Morty shivered in Rick’s hold, “Y-yes, Master, y-you’re mine. All mine. Please, Master, l-let me show you, let me m-make up for my ignorance before. Let me apologize.”
“Sh-shit, how could I possibly deny you that, baby boy?” The man bit his lip as he smiled, “Okay, I’ve got just the thing,” he stood up, holding Morty in his arms and grabbing something from one of the containers in the room then carrying the boy downstairs before depositing him on the floor. Rick held up the little contraption in front of Morty’s face and the boy gulped, “y-you’re not allowed to get hard from this, slut,” he chuckled darkly as he strapped Morty’s dick into a cock cage, preventing him from getting an erection, “but I know you’ll enjoy this anyway.”