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Most teen boys with no friends depend on the internet and social media services for relationships. Even romantic ones. Like Morty Smith.
Morty hadn't had his own friend since preschool, and even then those friends were there because everyone in preschool are best friends. But years and years of trial and error, Morty was left with no one. He didn't even have a true relationship with his parents or sister. They were just there for his substantial needs, never having a genuine conversation with any of them.
On Morty's 14th birthday, he got his first phone. It was normal in the Smith family to get your phone in your freshman year of high school, which was why Summer was so obsessed with hers now. He was given the 'responsible' talk about 'don't post controversial things!', 'don't send money to anyone', and especially 'don't talk to strangers online'. The first app Morty downloaded on his phone was discord.
Morty wasn't too creative with his icons and name, simply setting 'Morty' as his name, with the given random numbers, and setting a frog as his icon. Morty wasn't one to set his icon as his face, being as he wasn't the most confident. That wasn't to say he was ugly, which he wasn't. He was an average looking boy, more pretty than handsome. As a toddler to young boy, most people that crossed him said 'hello little girl' in a cooing tone. Now a days he's just a boy with a petite jaw and long lashes.
Morty truthfully didnt understand discord. He just heard a random group of 'weird' boys talking about it while walking down the hall, which made him very curious. He knew it was an app full of 'servers' where people go on 'vc'. Morty decided to just google 'discord servers' and was given an online page to search a word that had to do with multiple servers.
Morty gulped as he searched for words in his head that he could put down. 'Friends' or maybe '13-17'. But instead what caught his eye in the recommendations was 'dating'. Morty was aware many people online date but he didn't think it would be this simple. Morty then clicked on the word and was surprised by the thousands of servers that were recommended.
None of them caught his eye until a specific server that adorned the words 'young and old' as the title, and a server link in the bio.
Morty let out a small 'huh' and clicked on the link, it pulling him out of the site into the discord app. Morty then confirmed, hesitantly, to join the server. The teen then noticed 'map and aam friendly' as the new name of the server. For being so secret it seemed a little popular. 432 people were in the server, multiple people chatting it up in the general chat.
One user he continuously saw popping up in the chat was an account named 'R'. They seemed quite popular with the amount of people responding to them. Morty pressed on their account name and saw in the server they were given the 'Admin' roll, which meant they had some type of power. Morty wasn't sure what it meant but he knew it was more than 'member'.
Morty also noticed the other rolls under 'R's account on the server. Such as 'Bondage, Knife play, breath play, water sports, humiliation, praise, hard kinks, soft kinks, CNC, non-con, trades, Male, Dom, Map, Senior'. Morty wasn't too sure about what all of that meant, but he now knew what kind of server he was dealing with. A heavily sexual one.
Morty almost yelped when he was pinged in the general chat by 'R', being as he was the only admin online.
"Yo @Morty , get some #rolls and read our #rules. After that message me a picture of yourself holding a piece of paper with your username on it."
Morty wasn't sure if he had to reply or not, so he didn't. Morty clicked onto #rolls and was surprised by the amount he could pick through. Most of them were kinks but then there were special ones like 'minor; adult; senior', 'male; female; other', and 'aam; map'.
Morty scrolled through the kinks, picking random ones that he thought he might like, like 'vanilla' and 'praise'. Morty was aware of the submissive and dominant rolls, being as the teen was an avid porn watcher on the family laptop.
Morty wasn't sure which one to pick though. Was he even really a dominant person? He decided to imagine Jessica telling him what to do in bed, being the one on top. His dick had a response.
This brought Morty to another question. Was he straight? Yeah Jessica was pretty but even girls were in love with her.. Every time he thought about girls in general, especially the ones he would be on top of, he never got hard. Even when masturbating to Jessica it took him almost 10 minuets.
Morty decided to test his 'straight or gay' theory by closing his eyes and leaning back, slowly palming himself through his briefs. He decided to imagine a man. A man taller than him, more built, lean, and strong. His hands wrapped onto Morty's waist, the teen's imagination making him arch his back. He fantasized the man's hand sliding over Morty's chest, lightly playing with his sensitive nipples, and the other hand sliding down to the brunette's private area to touch over his size.
Morty widened his eyes when he felt the jolt of his hips and the sudden stickiness leaking through his boxers. He came in a minuet and a half. Morty dropped his hands and let his head hang for a moment as he sat in silence, the only noise leaving his body being light pants of air. 'Fuck' Morty breathed out, leaning himself back up. He was defiantly bi, and submissive.
Morty then set his roll to 'sub', and the other option to 'bi'. Morty understood the age roll, picking 'minor', then 'male'.
Morty had to learn from the internet what map and aam meant. He then learned map meant 'minor-attracted person', and aam meant 'adult-attracted minor'.
"So older people liking younger people, and younger people liking older people?" Morty hummed through the new knowledge.
There were no other options. Morty let out a sharp, anxious hum before picking 'aam'. He had thought about being with older people before. To be honest, he had only ever imagined people older than him. So maybe it was appropriate.
Morty was nervous at 'R's last request though. He had to send a picture of himself holding up a piece of paper with his username on it. Morty lifted his head from his phone to his desk, seeing his school notebook filled with doodles and ineligible notes. Morty then got up from his bed and walked over to his desk, flipping to a empty page after sitting down. He grabbed a random marker out of his pencil jar and wrote down his username in big letters and numbers. He hated his handwriting. The numbers were practically slipping off the page.
Morty groaned in annoyance before going to his camera app, setting his phone up against his lamp. Morty messed with his Curley hair and rubbed his hand over his face. He wasn't one to have acne, but he was still concerned with how he looked. Morty let out a puff of air before lifting the paper up to his chest, setting the timer on his phone before letting it take the picture. Morty wore a small smile in the picture, trying not to look awkward, though he obviously failed at that. Morty took the same picture 12 more times after that, but ended up using the original one he took at first. He knew he wasn't going to get a picture better than that so he went to 'R's profile, messaging him the picture of himself.
Morty: 'Is this good enuff? :)'
R: 'It's perfect baby.'
Morty immediately felt his face grow warm to 'R's reply. 'Baby'.. he liked that. It made his heart skip a beat. Maybe he was overreacting a bit? It just wasn't normal for people to talk to him in a flirtatious way. Of course 'R' was a senior.. Maybe he's just some nice old man who was calling him baby like a grandpa would? Morty then turned off his lamp and went back to his bed, laying on top of the comforter.
Morty was surprised to receive another message by 'R', thinking that was going to be the last time he would probably talk to him.
R: "How long have u been on cord?
Morty fluttered his eyes in confusion. Cord? Discord? The teen felt stupid after realizing it.
Morty: "I just downloded it today :) it's my birthday so I just got a fone'
R: 'Well happy birthday, Morty. How old did u turn?'
All of a sudden, Jerry's voice rang through his head. 'Don't talk to strangers!'. Maybe he should just leave the server.. or delete the app all together? But he already went this far- even sent his face to a complete stranger! It's just talking anyways.
Morty: 'I turned 14!'
R: 'That's why u don't have many kinks, right?'
Morty paused to that statement. He knew most of what the kinks were, he just never thought about doing them himself.
Morty: 'I gess so. How old are you?
R: 'I'll say I'm older than 50. Is that okay?"
Morty let out a hum in thought of the man's age. He's not that much older right? He's probably 57 or something. Even though that was older than Jerry, Morty didn't want to think about it too much. It was just the fact that this older man was paying attention to him at all.
Morty: 'totaly! :) I don't wanna be pushy but what's your name?'
R: 'Rick. Is ur name actually Morty?'
Morty: 'yeah! Weird right? :('
R: 'not weird. It's kind of cute, like a puppy.'
Morty: 'I wish I was a puppy haha :)'
R: 'maybe that's a kink u could be into. I can help you learn more ab kinks If u'd like :) <3'
Morty nibbled onto his lip, legs pressing together in excitement. He liked the idea of someone teaching him things, even if he knew the basics. Rick was a senior after all though- he had already gone through most of his life so he must be pretty experienced.
Morty: 'i would like that Rick :)'
R: 'good boy.. how would u like to learn?"
Morty: 'I don't know :(( thruo the fone seems hard to do.. mayeb something els"
R: 'Shit kid idk. I mean, I could meet you up but I could catch a case if we don't b careful.'
Morty bit his lip. He already felt like he made his first mistake. Maybe he was being too pushy.. He had a problem of doing that sometimes by not catching the drift. Morty wasn't even sure why Rick brought up meeting in real life- he wasn't even sure if he and this person were in the same country! Morty moved his eyes down quickly to his phone when he saw another message come in.
R: 'but I didn't say no. This would b the first time I'd meet up w someone though. Would it be ur first time meeting up too?'
Morty: 'yeah.. and my first time. I feel like I'm to much of a scardy cat to meet somone. Im sorry for bringing it up :('
R: 'ur a virgin? With a face like that I would think someone would have been with u already. Are u fat or something?'
Morty looked down to his body. He was actually very skinny. Even in P.E. He's made fun of for having a 'little girl' body.
Morty: 'no, I'm relly skinny.'
R: 'can I see a full body pic?"
Morty: 'I don't know.. im not lying'
R: 'pls morty :( ur hurting my feelings by saying no to me baby :'( it's just 1 pic . ill send u something too'
Morty gulped. He did have a body mirror on his door. Maybe instead of ignoring it he could finally use it. Morty then got up from his bed to the door and went to his camera app, leveling the camera to his face so he wouldn't have to worry about it. Morty was only dressed in his briefs and iconic thin yellow t-shirt. Morty lifted the t-shirt up to his ribs, showing off his thin stomach and waist. Morty then took the picture of his slim, awkward body, immediately sending it to Rick after checking his briefs in the picture for any accidental outline of his dick. Luckily there was none.
Morty then got back onto his bed, biting on his lip excitedly. He had never taken a picture like that before. It made him excited for doing something so 'bad'.
R: 'Fuck. Ur perfect'
Morty blushed deeply at that statement. Perfect? The teen knew he was far from that, but if this stranger thought he was just by viewing his knobby body it was fine by Morty. The brunette yelped when his phone started to vibrate. Rick was face-calling him?He felt his stomach go into knots. Morty wasn't sure why he was so shy to talk to this stranger. It's just online stuff, not real life.
Morty clicked onto the call and answered, not showing his face yet. He was able to see the man- kind of. Just a bit of his chin, torso, lap, and thighs. Not his face. He was only dressed in dark blue briefs, sitting in a laid back way with a man spread. He looked suggestive in this position, but Morty liked it. It gave him a tingly feeling in the pit of his stomach.
"H-Hello?" Morty asked, trying to not let his voice crack. That was one of his worst flaws.
"Hey Morty.. I wanted to show-show you my body sent you sent me something.. You like?" The man hummed.
The first thing Morty noticed about Rick was his voice. It was grainy, like walking on pebbles almost. It gave it this 'matureness', in a way.
"Mhm.." Morty hummed.
"What? A-Are you being shy? Why can't I see you?.. you're not lying to me a-about that picture right?"
"N-No! Not at all um.. l-let me set up my phone some where.." Morty panicked, going quickly over to his desk. Morty leaned the phone up against the lamp once more, but sideways to not show his face. Instead it was just of his clothed chest. Morty then turned on his camera, nibbling on his inner cheek.
"There he is.. You're r-real pretty Morty. Can I see your face?"
"Um.. Can-Can I see yours?" Morty asked as a reply.
Rick was silent for a moment before letting out a slow sigh. He then leaned forward and readjusted the camera, showing his face with the rest of his body. Morty was surprised by what he saw. Rick wasn't ugly, but he also defiantly wasn't 50. His hair was this blue color, maybe a confused grey? And it was swooped back in a strange way, like it wasn't able to be contained. Rick's skin showed oldness as well, it's grayness and wrinkles in certain areas being obvious factors. But Rick seemed like the type of man who aged like fine wine. The older he got the more handsome he became.
"You're lucky y-you know. I don't usually show my face on this shit app.. What d-do you think?"
"O-Oh.. I guess- I think you're h-handsome.. I'm bad at compliments s-sorry,"
"That's okay.. flip up your camera f-for me please?"
Morty let out a small 'mhm' before reaching forward anxiously and leveled his camera to stand up, showing his face and a bit more of his body- Just down to his ribs though.
"See.. So pretty. I-If I met you in person I wouldn't know h-how to handle myself.. What time i-is it for you?"
"Oh- uhm.. 11:32 pm. What ab-about you Rick?"
"Woah- Same time zone! Means we're close.. Can i ask w-what city you're in?"
"I-I don't know Rick.. th-thats kind of- kind of personal I think.." Morty squirmed a bit in his seat, eyes moving down a bit.
"Come on Morty don't-don't be a drag.. I'm not gonna c-come find you- I just want to know how-how close we are.. Please don't be like this M-Morty.. I just want to be your friend."
Morty looked to the side for a second, thinking about answering Rick. It's just a city right? And Rick wanted to be his friend- plus he was being nice!
"Well.. okay.. I liv-live outside of Seattle. Are you close to Seattle?"
"Shit- yeah! I also live outside of Seattle. I stay in a apartment complex. Y-you heard of 'rainyside apartments'?"
Morty fluttered his eyes in surprise. That was close to him. Really close. Like, 10 miles away close.
"Wow.. that's close act-actually.. I'm sorry that-that I'm nervous about telling you where I-I am.. I've never-never done this before.
"It's okay M-Morty.. we're just talking.. but uh, Can I ask another question- it's not some personal one again.. Can you take you-you're shirt off for me? Your skin is so-so pretty I just wanna see more.. c-can i Morty?"
"Um.. w-well-"
"Please Morty.. it's not like I'm asking you to whip out your dick.. just a t-shirt."
Morty looked down to his yellow shirt then back to Rick, nodding his head before slowly taking it off. Morty's skin was tanned, collar bones sharp and defined, and a petite chest with a few dark freckles littering all over his skin. Morty then dropped his shirt on the ground and placed his hands in his lap, looking back up to Rick after. The man was smirking, eyes assaulting Morty's body as he looked over him.
"So cute and small.. Augh- I just want to touch you. Would you like that M-Morty? I bet-I bet one of my hands could fit around your entire n-neck.." Rick then lifted his hand, Morty eyes widening as he looked over it.
His fingers were long and thin, nails that were trimmed to purposely look nice, and a very large palm. Morty was glad Rick couldn't see lower than his ribs because he was having a total hard on.
"I-I like your hand.." Morty mumbled.
"Yeah? I bet you do.. lift yours up."
Morty then lifted up his small hand, nails a little bit nibbled on. He looked to Rick's reaction, seeing his smirk remain.
"God you're s-so little.. your hand is as small as a shmorblean- ah- a kids. 'Cause you're a kid.. just turned 14 right?"
"Y-Yeah! Today.. what's a-"
"Don't worry about it. W-We can talk about it more later.. it's- it's adult stuff- so don't worry your pretty little head.."
"O-Oh.. w-well okay Rick." Morty smiled lightly to the man.
"You're real precious Morty- a-a real good boy.. I-I wish you-you were my grandkid or something- I could touch you up all day- spend all my time with you.. Would you w-want something like that Morty? F-For me to be around you? P-Put my hands on you?"
"uhm- s-sure Rick.. Do-Do you have your own family?" Morty asked, the lewd input from Rick making him feel awkward so he naturally changed the direction of conversation.
"Ah- yeah.. Had a wife and daughter. A while ago- We don't talk.." Rick huffed.
"O-Oh.. I'm sorry Rick-"
"Nah it was my fault. I-I treated them like shit b-because I just wanted to have f-fun. Whatever.. I-I'm more mature now."
"Well that's-that's good- that you're m-more mature now I guess.."
"I wish I was 14 like y-you Morty.. Ignorance is bliss.. B-But everyone needs a teacher. You must be glad y-you found me."
"S-Sure Rick!" Morty smiled, Rick giving him a small smile back.
Morty then looked to the time, nibbling on his lip in concern. It's about to be 1 am.. He had school the next day and when he stayed up late, he would wake up late.
"H-Hey Rick- I have to go t-to bed.. I have school tomorrow.."
"Oh.. Are you s-sure? Just a little longer?.. it's n-not even that late. I use-usually stay up 'till 4.."
"I-I'm tired Rick.. I-I'll text you tomorrow at school- I promise!" Morty let out a small whine, Rick just pressing his lips together tightly.
"F-Fine. Whatever- talk to you later Morty."
"O-Oh- well- good night.." Morty let out gently, frowning lightly.
Rick then hung up the call, Morty doing the same after. Why did he feel so guilty? He had school tomorrow and they could just text the next day.. he didn't know it was that serious.. Morty then turned off the lamp and grabbed his phone, going back to his bed and laid down. He stayed still for a bit, letting the thoughts of Rick go through his head. He didn't mean to upset him.. He wanted to please Rick..
Morty: 'I'm sorry Rick :('
R: 'for what.'
Morty: 'for having to leave the call..'
R: 'u didn't have to. U could have just stayed up late for me..'
Morty: 'I'm sorry :(( it's just when I sleep late I can't get up early.. I promiss I'll talk to you more tomorrow!! At school I'll call you during lunch in the bathroom if you want..'
R: 'I would like that.. I'm still angry tho. Can u send me a pic to make me feel better?'
Morty: 'like a picture of my face?'
R: 'no. Take an ass pic for me Morty.'
Morty paused at that statement. An ass pic?
Morty: 'i don't know Rick...'
R: 'it's only 1 picture.. plus I deserve it. You hurt my feelings Morty :( can't u make it up? It's not that hard to take a picture, especially with a body like yours.. please Morty? It's just ur ass.'
Morty felt he had to take the picture now- he didn't want to keep Rick upset at him.. It is just a picture after all. It's not like his ass online would even be illegal. It's not like he's sending his dick.
Morty: 'ok Rick.. hold on'
Rick: 'good boy.'
Morty then adjusted his camera against his wall, positioning it in a way where it would show his ribs and lower. Morty then sat up sitting on his knees, showing off his ass in the picture. He leaned over and began the timer, positioning himself in his original sitting and let the picture take. Morty then reached for his phone and looked over the photo, chewing on his inner cheek. This was humiliating.. Morty never imagined his first nudes he would send would be off his ass to some old man. But at this point he felt the need to make Rick happy, so he would do so. Morty then sent the picture to Rick, pulling up his brief's and got back under the comforter.
R: 'oh wow baby.. thank u. This makes me feel a lot better <3'
Morty: 'your welcome Rick! :) good night!'
R: 'wait'
R: 'can I ask a favor Morty?'
Morty: 'what is it?'
R: 'can you not flirt w anyone else for me? I really like you Morty.. I don't want to share u w/ anyone :(.. do u want to edate morty? ill treat u nicely <3'
Morty fluttered his eyes in surprise. Edating? He didn't understand how Rick could already like him so much.. They had known each other for an hour and Rick had already gotten mad at him.
Morty: 'I'll won't talk to anyone else but edating? Isn't dating each other kind of soon Rick?'
R: 'online dating. What? U don't like me? :(( I thought we had a connection Morty.. I wouldn't show my face to just anyone.. I could get in a lot of trouble even talking to u Morty. Dont u see the risks I'm taking just talking to u? I thought u were cool Morty :('
Morty: 'no no! I'm sorry Rick :( I'll date you, pls don't be upset tho :( I didn't think about the risks you could be taking.. I'm sorry , I'll be your boyfriend if u want'
Morty texted his message back quickly. He was filled with panic after Rick's sad text message. He didn't want to hurt him at all, Rick was sweet to him, and was endangering himself by texting him. Morty appreciated it.
R: 'thank u baby :) u should go to bed now if u want to wake up on time <3'
Morty: 'good night Rick :)'
Morty then quickly turned off his phone and set it on his nightstand, plugging it on the charger. He was dating Rick. He was dating some old man named Rick that lived in his city. Maybe this was good somehow? It was Morty's first relationship, and friend. He has someone now.. Morty then pulled the blanket over his head, making himself fall asleep as quick as he could.
Morty woke up a little bit late the next morning, only around 10 minuets. If he stayed up any later he knew he would have woken up an hour late for school, since his parents don't care too much to wake him up themselves. Morty got ready quickly, doing his essentials such as brushing his teeth and hair, then putting on his iconic yellow t-shirt and jeans. The teen grabbed his phone and stuffed it into his pocket quickly, lifting his bag over his shoulder as he ran downstairs. He could hear summer's honking from the garage, Morty rolling his eyes in annoyance. He had to skip breakfast. The brunette made his way to the garage and opened the car door, throwing his bag to the floor of the vehicle. He then buckled his seatbelt as Summer pulled out of the driveway, making her way down the road to school.
It was like this most mornings weirdly enough, having to be rushed around like a kid. Luckily he had a ride now from summer. Before, he would have to ride the bus to the middle school which required him to wake up 30 minuets earlier than he did now. This was the only thing he liked about highschool.
Morty wasn't on his phone most of the day, ignoring the vibrations in his pocket all the way till lunch. Morty defiantly wanted some food because of his lack of breakfast but he promised Rick he would talk to him.. So instead of the lunchroom, Morty made his way to the bathroom.
He sat himself in a random stall and took out his phone, widening his eyes at the amount of text he received from Rick. Morty swore there were 30+ messages. The teen hesitantly opened the app and scrolled through the messages that were sent. Most of them were repeats of 'thinking about you', 'wake up :(', or 'pls message me'. The others were unique like 'wholesome' memes with Rick saying 'us <3', or porn links, or, one that Morty actually liked, a picture of Rick. It was a old photo of Rick when he was younger, the man adorning a choker and slicked back hair with black eyeshadow.
R: 'your active :) hi baby'
Morty: 'hi rick! How are you?'
R: 'amazing, now that ur here.. I missed u when u were asleep :(( I could barely sleep myself because of how excited I was to have u as my bf'
Morty: 'aw jeeze :) your so sweet rick <3 I'm excited to be in a relationship too. You're my first boyfriend ever.'
R: 'I'm lucky. Any guy should be glad to have u.. now that ur here tho, I was just in the middle of jacking off. Can u help me?'
Morty stared at his screen, thumbs pausing over his keyboard as he reread the message. It was weird to Morty how sexual Rick kept trying to be with him, but the teen just ignored it the best he could.
Morty: 'how could I help u w that?'
R: 'send me a dick pic pls <3'
Morty: 'I don't know Rick :( that part of me is rlly personal ..'
R: 'bfs are supposed to help each other Morty. Cant u help me? I would help u anytime u wanted. It's not my fault u turn me on so much :( pls help me baby'
Morty leaned back against the toilet, sighing out. He didn't want to take the picture, but at the same time he didn't want to disappoint his boyfriend.. Morty then looked down to his lap, unbuttoning his pants and pulled them down a bit, then did the same with his briefs. Morty rubbed himself slowly, closing his eyes as he let his imagination take him. He pictured Rick this time. He imagined the large hands on his small body, fingers dipping into his ticklish skin.
As soon as Morty felt hard enough, he took the dick pic. He looked over it and huffed, upset at his size. Morty was around 4 1/2 inches, which upset the boy beyond end. He wanted to at least be 5 inches. He sent the picture anyway, trying to let his hard on die down as he pulled his briefs and pants back up.
Morty didn't get an answer immediately, which made him internally panic for a bit. Did Rick hate it? Was he upset with his size? Maybe it was ugly.. Morty tapped his foot anxiously as he waited for Rick's reply, feeling his stomach flip over in relief when he heard the ping.
R: 'I just came to that picture baby. Thank u so much.. can I also have a picture of ur cute face baby? I want u all in my phone bc ur so cute :) my lovely little boyfriend.'
Morty: 'of course rick <3 I'd like more photos of u too'
Morty lifted up his camera to his face, fixing his hair a bit before he took the picture. He sent it to Rick, the man leaving a heart emote under the picture.
R: 'so cute <3 my new Lock Screen. I love ur eyes. Ill send u a pic of me hold on'
It took a few minuets, but Morty did receive the picture. It was a mirror pic of Rick, the man dressed in a long sleeved blue shirt, khaki's, and a brown belt. Rick seemed very tall, since Morty noticed his high his hips were over the sink. The teen saved the picture to his camera roll immediately.
Morty: 'you seem really tall! I'm not at all :('
R: 'awe :) my little boy. I'm 6'6.. I love ur size baby.'
Morty: 'I love ur size too Rick <3'
Their relationship lasted like this for an entire month. Every moment Morty was free, he pulled out his phone and texted Rick, finding moments to slip away from dinner or a family movie night to the bathroom just to send Rick a nude. Morty saw Rick wanting him as love and sweetness, since Rick was risking getting in trouble just for Morty. Rick showed a lot of moments of genuine sweetness. Such as his compliments, his teaching moments, and making jokes with the boy. Morty felt appreciated and wanted. He wouldn't trade his feeling for the world.
After dinner, Morty made his way upstairs and pulled out his phone.
"Y-yeah! That's actually rea-really close. I d-don't know how we would meet o-or talk.. I-I'm too young for a license and I-I wouldn't have an excuse.. I-I'm probably getting a-ahead of myself h-huh?" Morty chuckled out at the end, rubbing the back of his neck.
"I-I mean.. if you want me to pick you up it would be easy.. D-Do you ride a bus to school? I could just pick you up in the morning then drop you back off at the end of your school day.. i-it would be pretty easy."
"Y-Yeah I do when I wake up early.. Have you done this with o-other people before? L-Like people my age?"
Rick was silent for a moment before shrugging.
"No one your age. You gotta r-realize I'm probably 50 years older than you. I got a lot of shit o-on my belt Morty.. it's not hard planning dates wh-when you've had thousands in your lifetime. I've gotten around.. are you okay w-with that?"
Morty hummed. He licked over his lip and bit on it in thought. He guessed Rick was right. He was an older guy, so he obviously would be more active and be more diligent of planning dates and stuff.. Morty felt he was the dumb one for even asking.
"Y-Yeah it's okay.. Ive never done any-anything like this before.. l-like.. date.. or stuff."
"Hm? You've never dated? But you're so pretty Morty.. You sure you never even kissed someone?"
"Kissed? I've-I've never even held someone's hand.."
"We can change that. I think I'm actually free tomorrow.. if you trust me.."
Morty was quiet for a moment, thinking over meeting Rick. Wasn't this too quick? Don't online relationships take years to meet someone? Meeting Rick this fast was crazy.. especially for someone who wasn't even originally looking for a dating app. Maybe this wasn't so bad though. Morty would be just fine. What could an old man do anyways? Brittle bones and scratchy palms.. He was lucky he was hot.
"I-I trust you Rick.. You won't be dis-disappointed." Morty smiled sweetly to the man.
"Good boy.. You go to Herpston right?" Rick asked, seeming even more relaxed than before.
"Y-Yeah,"
"I'll be waiting for you then. I'll be up there at 7:20.. I drive a blue sedan.. kind of beat up but I'm getting a new ride soon.. as soon as you get off th-that bus, text me."
Morty nodded his head to Rick, a smile on his lips. Rick seemed so planned already. Maybe he had done something like this before, or had a kid of his own? Morty wouldn't ask questions.
"Okay.. then I'll see you tomorrow. Don't f-flake on me okay?.. I'm a real 'gentleman' in person. I'll try to make you feel comfortable.."
"Okay Rick.. I'll see you tomorrow too. G-Good night."
"Night, Morty.."
Rick then left the call, Morty joining him right after. Morty turned off the lamp and went over to the bed, crawling under the blankets with his phone.
R: 'pls don't ignore me after we meet :( I know ur gonna b popular in the server 4 being so pretty.. but i will treat u nice'
Morty: 'I wont ignore you Rick :( your super sweet, and maybe after this we can hang out again! :)'
R: 'I would love to Morty <3 but b4 u go to sleep can u do a favor 4 me? Then u can sleep'
Morty: 'sure! What is it?'
R: 'send me a pic of ur body again :) it's so cute, i jus want something to hold me over till tomorrow.. if u don't it's okay :( even tho I was so nice'
Morty hummed, feeling a small ache in his heart. He didn't want to make Rick sad that he wouldn't send a picture. Pictures aren't that bad. They're pretty harmless.. They aren't even nudes. Morty then lifted up the blanket, lifting one of his knees up to look more 'cute' in the picture. Morty lifted his shirt up, taking the picture from the angle of his tummy and lower. You could see the small bulge in his gray briefs and a little happy trail to his belly button. Morty then sent the picture, hoping Rick felt satisfied enough with it.
R: 'ur so cute Morty.. tomorrow morning tho, b4 we meet up, can u shave 4 me? I luv that hairless feeling.. I hope it's not too much to ask :('
Morty: 'no it's okay! I'll shave for you Rick :)'
Morty hummed, remembering how Rick was sitting in the video. Maybe he thought they were going to do more in the call? If he was planning it then it wouldn't be hard to ask for something..
Morty: 'can I have a pictur too?'
R: 'ofc baby.'
Around a minuet after sending the message, Morty was sent a picture of Rick in his briefs as well with a distinct outline of his dick. It was huge. Probably 9 or more inches to Morty's guess. How were men built with dick's that big? It was unfair. Morty also noticed the happy trail that Rick sported, it being the same color as the hair on his head. It was thicker than Morty's though, but the teen didn't mind. It was attractive to the Morty, being as handsome men and body hair turned him on.
Morty: 'you're really big'
R: 'Ik.. do u like that?'
Morty: 'yes.. tomorrow what will we do?'
R: 'anything ur comfortable w baby.'
Morty: 'Okay Rick :) good night again'
R: 'gn Morty <3'
Morty then turned on his alarm for 5:30 am the next morning. He wanted to get up early enough to take a shower and shave, then get to school on time on the bus. The teen then put his phone on the charger and snuggled himself under his blankets, unsure he would be able to sleep with how excited he was for the next day. Everything lined up so perfectly. Morty was sure miracles weren't true but maybe this is one? Or just a coincidence.
The next morning, Morty got up as soon as he heard his alarm. He slept an hour in total that entire night. Morty went immediately to the bathroom, taking a quick shower while using Summer's soaps that smelled of sweetness. Morty then made sure to shave all over, even in spots he was sure there wasn't hair. Rick liked hairless and he didn't want to let him down.
Morty, after shaving, got dressed and made sure to do other essential things, like brushing his teeth and hair. He wanted to look nice for the older man. He was sure they might do something, even if thinking about it made his stomach flip. Morty made sure to grab his phone and backpack, going downstairs to the smell of toast of leftover coffee.
"Morning Morty, I made toast. Are you riding the bus today? You never get up this early.." Morty's mother spoke.
"Y-Yeah, I didn't w-want to bother Summer with a ride."
"Well Okay.. I'll be heading to work. Jerry is gonna be home if you need anything. Bye Morty,"
"Bye mom."
Beth then left the kitchen to the garage, Morty hearing the car leave the house. Morty didn't eat anything that morning, and instead just had some orange juice. He was too nervous to eat anything.
Morty then made his way to the bus stop, only waiting a few minuets to be picked up by the bus with other students. Morty could practically feel himself shaking at this point. He knew he was going to pull through, but the anxiety of getting there was a whole different feeling. It's like he was having a party but also about to throw up all at once.
Morty looked down to his phone, checking for any of Rick's messages. He hadn't received any yet, which made him unsure if he was really going to meet Rick or not, but either way was a win win. If he met Rick, he would have a giant experience, if he didn't, he would have a normal day at school.
It took 10 minuets to make it to school, making it 7:20 on the dot as he got out of the bus. He walked to the side walk, looking down to his phone.
Morty: 'I'm here, I'll start looking for your car :)'
R: 'good. I'm excited 2 see u babe'
Morty looked up from his phone, then back to the teachers leading the students inside. Morty then walked into the parking lot, looking over the cars for a beat up blue sedan. As he studied the cars, he realized the one he was looking for was furthest out, being set in a place where no normal person would just walk up to it. Morty felt his heart beat out of his chest the closer he walked to the car, clutching his phone tight to his chest. He couldn't believe this was happening. In no universe was Morty Smith supposed to be having sex with an older man, but here we are.
Morty came up close to the passenger side door, knocking lightly on the window. He flinched when he heard the door unlock, the boy taking a breath before opening it up. Morty immediately took in the amount of beer cans and empty cigarette packs at the bottom where his feet would go. Maybe it's just a little messy? Everyone's car's get messy sometimes.
Morty then stepped in and sat down in the seat, moving his backpack to his feet, crushing down the cans. He still hadn't looked at Rick, but he did see his fingers, the man's index tapping against the top of the can in the drink holder.
"So do you speak or what?" Rick asked, leaning back in his seat.
"I-I do um.. sorry. I'm nervous.. ive nev-never done this before s-so.." morty stumbled over his words, fingers fiddling together.
"Mm.."
Morty then put his seatbelt on, still looking down to his lap. Rick was a lot less.. expressive in real life than in text. Rick sent him hearts and smiles.. maybe he's just tired. Old men are always grumpy when they're tired.
Morty hadn't noticed Rick's hand slide from the can to his arm, then to his lap. The older man gave Morty's inner thigh a squeeze, rubbing it up and down slowly. Morty widened his eyes then looked up to Rick.
"U-Um.. can we do this a-at you're ap-apartment? I don't want-want us to get caught.."
Rick groaned and nodded his head, taking the car out of park before driving out of the lot. It didn't take long for Rick to place his hand in the same spot as before, just holding it and place and giving it squeezes every now and then.
Morty wasn't sure where to even put his hands. He was afraid to put them on top of Rick's large one because he knew he had sweaty palms, And if he put them to his side he would look like he was scared of the man. Morty then let one of his hands rest on Rick's, earning a pleased hum out of the man.
"You're so much smaller th-than I imagined.. I thought you would be 5'8 or 5'9. I mean, either w-way I was beating you in size but.. Fuck, how tall are you kid?"
"Oh u-um.. 5'4 or 5'5.. probably in the middle. I haven't gotten checked in a while but I haven't grown either so.. I told you— in call before I think..."
"Forgot. You'll get a growth spurt eventually. D-Don't worry though, I'll still like you even whe-when you're tall." Rick let out a smirk to Morty at the end, giving his thigh a nice squeeze.
"But.. Why woul-would you stop?"
Rick took a breath and shrugged. He moved his hand from the boy's lap to the back of his neck instead, rubbing it slowly.
"You remember the rolls on the server? You picked aam and I picked map. You remember what th-they mean right?" Rick let his eyes flicker back and forth from the road
"Y-Yeah.. Yours meant minor-a-attracted person, r-right?" Morty asked, turning his head up to the man.
"Mhm.. You're a minor so.. catch the hint I guess."
Morty sat silently for a moment. So Rick only liked minors? He was an old man so maybe 'minors' to him was 20 and younger.
"So.. You only li-like minors? Like.. 17 and younger right?"
"Any age with the word 'teen' in it I'm cool with."
Morty let out a soft 'oh', Rick's fingers giving the nape of his neck another nice squeeze. Morty didn't see any red flags yet, even though this old man admitted to liking teens and had sexual plans for him once they got into the apartment. Morty let his head lean down once again for the rest of the ride, letting his hands rest in his lap, lightly pulling at the rib of his jeans.
It didn't take long to make it to the apartment complex, Morty raising his head when he felt the car go into park. Rick unlocked the doors and stepped out of the car, seeming to stretch a bit as he stood. The man then walked over to the passenger's side and opened the door for Morty, The teen gave him a small smile as a reply. He picked up his backpack as he got out of the car, peering over the other cars in the lot to see where he was. Though Morty knew about these apartments, he had never actually been to them.
Rick then closed the door and pressed his hand on Morty's back, leading him to the pavement to walk to his apartment. The older man led the boy upstairs, trying not to be interrupted by anyone exiting their apartment or leaning out to grab the morning paper. But speak of the devil, there was a middle age woman that stepped out of her home to place a broken potted plant on the ground. She grinned when she saw the boy with Rick, hands on her hips as she leaned back up. Morty's stomach dropped.
"Well who's this Rick? I didn't know you had a grandson?" She smiled, Rick gave her a flat smile. His hand gripped tightly on the back of Morty's shirt, either trapping or keeping the boy secure where he was standing. He looked as pale as a ghost..
"Good morning.. You. Uh- Oh this? My uh.. My grandson, actually." Rick replied, leaving a tight grip on Morty's shoulder so he would play along.
"G-Good morning.." Morty mumbled.
"Oh- I didn't even know you had kids Rick.. You didn't seem like that kind of guy, haha!" The woman laughed, Rick just nodding his head to her as a reply.
"Yeah, yeah well.. I decided to in-invite him over from his mom's. We don't g-get to see each other often s-so I let him stay home from school.. Well, have a good d-day." Rick spoke, waving the woman off as he unlocked his apartment door then pushed Morty inside, closing the entrance in the middle of the woman's words. He defiantly muttered 'bitch' under his breath before they entered.
Morty focused on the inside of the apartment, noticing how dark it was kept. It's like it was night time but inside, plus there seemed to be clutter in most places. It smelled of alcohol and cologne, which Morty guessed was sprayed around the apartment to hide a smell, or just to make it smell 'nice'. It was kind of over kill though. Morty ignored it though as he dropped his backpack on the floor, crossing his arms out of uncomfortableness.
Morty widened his eyes as he felt large hands slide onto his waist, the slim fingers dipping into his skin. Morty heard a groan from the man as he leaned down close to the boy's ear, whispering closely,
"We're alone now... what do you want to do?"
Morty was unsure how to answer that question, completely distracted by the hands on his body. His skin felt like it was boiling as Rick touched him, their heat together multiplying on Morty's waist. He let out a breath before turning his head slowly to Rick, lips accidentally brushing against the man's cheek.
"U-Um.. I don't-I don't know.." he let his eyes gaze from Rick's eyes and lips, taking in his features in more depth. Rick was very handsome. Morty understood why the man would have gone on so many dates in his lifetime, though the teen still wasn't exact with how old Rick actually was.
"That's okay baby.. Here, l-lets go to my room." Rick hummed, leading Morty to his bedroom.
When the teen entered, there was a stronger smell of alcohol, and a different smell. Morty knew it was weed- summer was a pothead. The room was just as dark as the rest of the apartment, seeming more like a cave than anything. Rick then kicked off his shoes and dropped his pants, showing as though he was getting 'comfortable' even though Morty knew it was more than that.
Rick patted the spot next to him on the bed, Morty staring at the spot then back to Rick's face. The teen looked down from Rick, removing his shoes before crawling onto the bed. He sat into the dipped in spot next to Rick, the older man wrapping his arm around the young boy. Rick dipped his nose against Morty's hair, taking in his scent. Morty froze up from the feeling of the man against him, looking up to Rick after he smelled him.
"You smell like cherries.." Rick hummed, leaving a kiss against the top of his head.
"Y-Yeah.. I took a sho-shower this morning so.." Morty mumbled, face growing warm.
Rick then placed his hand onto the teen's thigh, gripping at the blue jeans that blocked the older man's skin from touching Morty's.
"You know.. You c-can take these off. You can be comfortable around me Morty.. Unless you don't want to have fun." Rick sighed at the end, placing his hand back into his own lap.
Morty shook his head from panic, letting his hand hold onto Rick's forearm.
"I-I'm sorry- I can take them off.." Morty said quickly, reaching down and unbuttoned his blue jeans. The brunette then pulled them down, exposing his legs as he kicked the pants onto the cluttered floor. Rick let out a comfortable breath as he placed his hand back into Morty's inner thigh.
"There we go baby.. Hey, let's take a picture-" Rick stated, leaning over Morty suddnly to pull an old Polaroid with sticky marks all over it. Rick surprisingly didn't smell like a nursing home yet even though he was old, instead he smelled of that same stink of his living room, Body Oder, and some other smells he couldn't make out. Rick then lifted the Polaroid towards them, gripping at Morty's waist and pulled him close. Morty made a small smile, visibly nervous as the camera flashed towards them. Rick then sat down the Polaroid and pulled out the photo, setting it aside to look at later.
"Your shaking a lot.. You're acting like you're scared of me. Are you?" Rick asked, turning his head with a more blank stare. Morty was stunned at this blunt sentence, then shook his head quickly.
"N-no- this is ju-"
"Just the first time you've ev-ever done this. Got it.." Rick finished his sentence with an exasperated expression, pulling up the photo that had now phased into a full picture. He smirked at this, showing it to Morty. The teen looked over the Polaroid picture, lips twitching up a bit. That was the first photo he's ever taken with his boyfriend..
"C-can I keep it?" He asked, reaching for the photo. Rick pulled the picture back, raising a brow.
"What if Beth finds it?" Rick asked, Morty shaking his head. "She won't, I promise.." he frowned, leaning back. Rick sighed and slipped the photo into Morty's small hand. The teen smiled at this, rubbing his thumb over it slowly. There was a pregnant pause for a moment, Morty raising his head up tp Rick.
"Hey, Rick?" He asked, placing the photo on the nightstand beside him. Rick hummed, eyes never off Morty.
"How do you know my moms name?" Morty asked, Rick not wasting a moment to answer,
"You told me."
"I don't think-"
"How else would I know? G-God Morty you always act like I'm lying about something- that's fucking lame bro." Rick scoffed, Morty surprised by his reaction. It was so much for something so small.. This wasn't the guy he had been talking to online for a month right? Maybe he'll act better! Like give Morty a forehead kiss or even offer a glass of water! The teen was starting to doubt these nice actions that were never taken. Way to make someone feel welcomed..
Morty shrugged his shoulders, Rick sighing as he leaned down beside the bed and pulled up a flask. The man took a large gulp out of it, licking his lips before shoving it into Morty's lap. The teen stared at the bottle, a silence in the air that was interrupted by a belch.
"D-Drink up."
"But-"
"A little won't hurt Mort-Morty. Besides, I'm right here. What could happen when you have m-me to protect you, right baby?" Morty's heart twinged to this, the word baby making a shiver go down his back. Rick was right. It would only be a little bit and hey! New experiences!
Morty nodded his head, lifting the bottle to his lips. Rick stared intensely, a smirk slipping onto his face when Morty began to cough to the strong taste.
"Th-That taste how -cough- rubbing alcohol sm-smells!" Morty's tongue was out of his mouth, eyebrows furrowed in disgust. Rick leaned down to Morty, cupping the boys face as he slipped his tongue back in his mouth. The man let out a tsk, thumb sliding from Morty's cheek to his lips. He dipped the digit inside the teens mouth, feeling along his tongue that he encouraged to stick out. Morty followed his wordless directions, Rick closing his eyes as he leaned down and began to suck on the boy's alcohol flavored tongue that then turned into a deep kiss. The boy wished this kiss had a better taste, but if this is how Rick wanted it then it's how he wanted it too. Morty fell into the man, a soft moan escaping from his throat as Rick moved his other hand to Morty's waist. The man groaned, leaning back to take a breath.
"Fuck you taste so good.." this sentence encouraged Morty to take a sort of initiative, his body moving closer to Rick's to kiss him once more. The man then grabbed Morty's back thighs, pulling the boy onto his lap. Rick's hand's slid onto Morty's ass, gripping and squeezing onto him. The teen was more than surprised by this, letting out a squeak in the middle of the kiss. Morty wrapped his arms around the man's neck, though he was very inexperienced it wasn't like he never watched porn. His favorites were homemade (and incest but he would never admit that), so he had the basics down. Morty wanted Rick to like him, so if kissing him and letting him touch his ass was leverage than it was worth it. He didn't calculate whether he was actually enjoying it or doing it because he thought it’s what Rick wanted.
Rick eventually pulled back, sloppily reaching to a bottle and taking a gulp. He burped, making Morty, lean away from the man. He wasn’t sure how he felt about that.
“‘Kay, you get undressed while I’m gonna take a piss.” He sighed, getting up from the bed and headed to the bathroom.
“Undressed- like.. what-what are we gonna-“
“We’re gonna fuck Morty, obviously. A-and don’t be worried-“
“I-I don’t know Rick.. I’m- I’m nervous-“ Rick rolled his eyes slightly before coming over to Morty, cupping the boys face in his hands. Morty’s eyes began to get hot, stomach twisting. Though Morty had a make out session, sent nudes, and talked about having sex with Rick it didn’t mean he was ready to have sex yet.
“Come on baby.. I’ll make it painless. I’ll treat you real nice, be all gentle and shit.. You’re a good boy Morty, my good boy.. You can’t tease me for a month and then when we meet not expect us to have sex Morty, that just isn’t good manners baby.. Besides, don’t you want to lose it to me? We talked so- so much about it.. Let’s make it true, yeah?” Rick spoke softly to Morty, thumbs rubbing against his cheek slowly as the teen nodded his head. Rick left a peck on Morty’s lips before leaving to the bathroom, shutting the door.
Was this really okay? Morty’s reasons for staying we’re starting to be overshadowed by reasons why he shouldn’t stay. If he left he could still have a relationship with Rick, it would just be.. awkward? They can fight through this if Rick really loved him! He can’t fuck Rick. He can’t, his body was averting away from that feeling. He has to go.
Morty slowly slipped off the Bed, weightlessly touching the floor. He slipped on his pants and shoes, tip toeing to the door. Morty only took 30 seconds max to do this, using his last minuets to creak open the front door and leave. As soon as Morty shut the door his legs turned to jello, relief ringing through his body. He can fix this- later. Morty quickly left the apartment, running down the stairs and began to run.
It didn’t take long for Morty to get home, Jerry sleeping in obviously since it hadn’t even turned 10 am yet. Morty breathed out a sigh, walking up stairs and crashed onto his bed. The vibrations from his pocket were beginning to nag him, Morty mentally counting how many times it shook. 235, give or take. Probably take. The teen tossed his phone on the carpet, pulling his blanket over his body as he attempted to sleep off his stress.
By the time Morty woke up it was the afternoon, around 2 pm. He would still have an hour of school left he had went. The teen rubbed his hands over his face, letting out a pained groan as he reached for his phone on the floor. 567 pings… What the fuck. Morty finally opened his phone to read over some of the messages.
R: ‘Where are u?’
R: ‘u left to get snacks or drinks right???’
R: ‘Did u fucking leave? What the fuck Morty. Ur lucky I didn’t lock u in and force fuck u u fucking teen. God ur useless, I ask u and beg u to stay and then u fucking leave? that’s not how this works kid. I’m the adult, u listen to me. I was so nice to u too I can’t believe u would use me for granite. what did u want?? to use me for a free day of school off? to just fucking break my heart? i will never forgive you for this Morty fucking never. ur honestly lucky I ever talked to u in the first place bc ur such a ugly ducking loser who doesn’t know cooking his own food from jacking off. u should be embarrassed to be alive u fucking twat.’
R: ‘look mort my baby morty im sorry about the last few messages I’m not actually that angry. just tell me where u are and I can pick u up and we’ll talk about it okay? i forgive you. u were probably stressed and u dealt with it by leaving, not a totally way to go u could have just told me but it’s fine. It already happened. just send me a text of where u are and I’ll get u okay??’
R: ‘im gonna kill myself if u don’t come back Morty please please please ur all I have please come back I can’t think without u baby are you breaking up with me??? did I do something wrong please just message me and tell me please.. I have no one with out u morty ur the only person that keeps me going without u I’ll die please come back baby I need u..’
Morty read through these messages, his heart aching for Rick as he did so. Rick went through all of the stages of grief at this point. Denial, anger, bargaining, depression.. but no acceptance. At least not yet. Morty wasn’t sure if he wanted to be with someone who reacts like this just because he left the guys house! It wasn’t normal anyways that Morty was messing with a guy over 50- a guy who could literally act as his grandpa!! Morty flinched when he felt another ping from his phone.
R:‘Morty ur on?? pls answer I know u see these messages’
Morty: ‘Rick I can’t do this if ur gonna act like this just bc I left ur hows’
R: ‘I know baby I know just pls reconsider’
Morty: ‘idk rick..’
R: ‘I’ll do anything Morty please :(( ur my baby I love you’
Morty was quiet as he looked down to his screen. Was this the first time Rick had ever been ‘rejected’? Morty wasn’t even gonna break up with him at first but after this reaction.. it was weird.
Morty: ‘No rick.. we’re over ok?? u can find someone like me, there are plenty of other guys in the server that are crushing on u okay?? ur gonna b fine I just know it :( I’m breaking up with u. I’m sorry’
Rick’s chat bubble began, Morty in suspense blocked Rick’s account and deleted the discord app off of his phone. He couldn’t have the man message him again. His parents would have killed him if they ever figured out anyways. Maybe this is a good thing, being away from an old man who was only attracted to him because he was a kid. It’s not like their relationship would have lasted anyways. It hurt. A lot. Morty could feel his chest twisting. In reply Morty went downstairs to spend some time with his dad who was now watching tv in the living room. All he had to do was kiss up to his dad a little bit and he wouldn’t tell his mom.
The next few weeks felt close to normal, though his new normal was messaging Rick and skipping classes just to talk to him. Morty didn’t feel too lonely though, just like he was missing something. The amount of times Morty lifted his phone up expecting a message was an amount he forgot to count. It was a lot though. He did lift his phone in class today though, getting a text from his mom.
Mom: ‘When you come home I have something for you.’
These messages made Morty excited. Maybe it was a new consol! His last one was getting kind of old. He was so excited. Morty spent the rest of the day in suspense of the surprise, rushing his work to get out of class early even though that isn’t how it worked. Morty took the bus home, skipping to the front door. He unlocked it quickly, taking a step inside. His mom was sitting on the couch with another person, her eyes teary as she stood and walked to Morty.
“Morty, I’d like to introduce you to someone.” She smiled, hand on Morty’s back as she led him closer to the couch. The man then stood, his memorable blue hair and pale skin making Morty shiver fearfully. He was frozen in place as Rick took a step towards the two. He leaned toward and placed a kiss on Beth’s forehead, placing a hand on Morty’s shoulder.
“Nice to meet you Morty, I’m your Grandpa. Rick.” He smiled, a sinister twist to the corner of his lips. Morty began to stutter, Beth tching at him.
“U-Um- hi..” he began, Rick taking his smaller hand and gave it a shake.
“I’m so happy you’re here dad.. Where are you staying? Close?”
“Probably in my car.” He sighed, Beth’s lips turning downwards.
“Well, we have an extra storage room by the garage, if you’d like you could stay there.. I would hate for you to have to live in your car when you could stay here anytime. I’d have to talk to Jerry but I’ll make sure you stay..”
“I don’t know, I couldn’t j-just stay here and be a nuisance..”
“I want you to stay here, dad. Please, live here?” Beth begged. Morty couldn’t believe what was happening in front of him. Is this what manipulating is? Rick rubbed the back of his neck, a smile appearing on his lips.
“I would love to sweet heart.. How about you little man? How would you like to have g-grandpa Rick to live here with you?” Rick asked, leaning down to Morty’s level. The teen was quiet at first, eyes looking up to his mom before back to Rick. What the fuck was going on.
“Uhum.. O-Of course Rick.. I’d be happy if-if you stayed..”
“We’ll get along great, Morty. I can feel it.” Rick then leaned up again, Beth’s eyes tearing up again.
“Here dad, I’ll make you some coffee.” Beth then turned to the kitchen.
“I’ll be right there sweetie, I’m gonna have a quick talk with Morty.” Beth nodded her head, getting out of Rick’s eyesight.
Morty then felt a tight pinch against his arm, Rick gripping tightly before leaning down.
“You can’t run anymore.. That little” Rick then mocked Morty’s voice,”‘I’d be happy I-if you stayed rick’, just fucked you over entirely.. But you wanted that, right? You’re probably happy t-to see me you freak.. I was serious when I said we’re gonna get along great. We have to.” Rick took a pause to look at Morty’s face, the teen being pale to the his words.
“Oh, and anything you try will be useless. Your mom will always pick me over than you. Don’t even try.” Rick then let go of Morty’s arm, walking into the kitchen with a warm smile.
Morty was completely and utterly fucked.