I LIED. This chapter was supposed to be the last. It was supposed to end here and that be it but halfway through my kinky mind needed to change things up so there's going to be one maybe two more chapters. Next chapter will be 90% slash, little plot just good old Grant playing with the big boys.

Crash reluctantly edged toward the kid. Grant rolled his eyes at the worried look the teen had on his face. "Unless you want me to fuck you?" Grant smirked.

"Let me get ready" Crash grunted. Grant raised his legs and attempted to line up with the boy's ass but no matter what he did he couldn't get it right.

"Fine!" Grant said, lay down. "I'll do the work." Crash did as he was told. This time through it wasn't because he was scared of Grant calling his mom. He finally admitted he wanted this bad. The thought of shoving his cock into Grant's tight little ass was more hot than any fantasy of Carter.

Grant grinned widely at the boy laid out in front of him. His hard six pack shone with sweat, just like the rest of his body. He hovered over Crash and grabbed his huge dick. The teen watched with wide eyes and a watering mouth as the young boy slowly lowered himself onto the huge dick. Grant's face contorted into one of pain as the head penetrated his ass. Grant didn't stop. He continued down, shaking slightly. Once he had four inches in his ass he stopped. He smirked down at Crash who was wide mouthed.

"You like what you see?" Grant smirked. Crash felt himself nod. Grant chuckled and lowered himself down more. Crash let out a gasp. He couldn't believe how good this felt. Grants tight ass clenched around his dick. He wanted to thrust up, pound that ass till Grant was screaming but he had to have patience. He couldn't have Grant screaming. They needed to be quiet so he had to deal with agonizingly slow pace the boy had taken. Grant sat farther down, enjoying the way Crash's breathes were coming out in pants. "You really are huge" Grant groaned.

He decided he was done with being slow and pushed himself down hard. He held his mouth so his scream wouldn't alert his mother, but the noise came out loud between his fingers. The teen's dick was so deep in it. He was screaming and moaning in his head at the same time.

Crash moaned, hands automatically going to the younger boy's waist. Grant adjusted himself, eyes and mouth clamped shut but he couldn't help the little wine that escaped his lips. Grant's eyes lit up when he'd taken all twelve inches. He relaxed his ass and looked at Crash with a smirk. Crash stared back at the boy mouth wide.

"Move" Crash hissed. Grant just grinned wider.

"Beg" he growled down.

"What?"

"Beg me Crash. Actually you can go if you want. I can distract my mom and you can walk out the front door." Crash stiffened. "Or do you want me" Grant whispered, clenching his ass. Crash let out a gasp.

"I…" Crash began, before stopping himself. He looked from the door to the window to the naked boy he could be fucking right now. "I want to stay."

"Then beg" Grant grinned. Crash flinched. This was so wrong. When this started he had an excuse but now he didn't. He'd have to admit how good is felt to have his dick in this little boy. He realized there really wasn't any other option.

"Please" Crash whispered. "Please ride my dick."

"Lame" Grant said, rolling his eyes.

"Please Grant. I want you so bad. I need you. I want to fuck you till all you can do is scream. I don't care who else hears. I just need you to scream.

"Good boy" Grant laughed again. Actually that gave him an Idea. "Actually you will have to do something for me" Grant grinned. Crash's face turned pale. Whatever this was it couldn't be good. "I'd love to see a collar around your neck, tight up with a leash. If you want any more of me than you'll be my doggy slave. You do what I say when I say it. IF I tell you to get on your knees you do. If I tell you to bark than bark. If I tell you to take a dick in your mouth and suck it like a Popsicle than that's what you're going to do. You'll be mine all mine, my hot pet boy."

Crash hated how that really did sound hot but not with him being the dog! Carter could… or grant. Grant naked on his knees, tongue hanging out like a dog. That would be worth it. "Only if we can switch roles some times."

"Bark for me" Grant said before pulling himself up and slamming himself down. Grant moaned. "I said bark!" Grant grabbed the boy's abbs as he fucked himself on the twelve inch dick. Crash threw back his head and let out a bark, followed by another. "Good doggy" Grant laughed twisting his hips to girate slightly as he pounded up and down.

Crash panted barked and growled in time with his fuck buddy. He wasn't even trying now. He started and then it just kept going. His gasps sounded like barks and his moans sounded like wines. Grant leaned forward as far as he could while still fucking himself and grabbed the messy blond hair that haloed the face of his toy. He gripped the hair with both hands and pulled it hard enough to make Crash growl. It wasn't until a voice called up the stairs that they stopped. Grant opened his mouth, realizing what they had done. They were loud enough to get his mom's attention.

"Grant?" She called again.

"Yea" Grant called, jumping off Crash, both scrabbling for their clothes.

"What are you doing up there?" Grant glanced from Crash back to the door. His mom couldn't see the room from here.

"Get on your clothes and get out" Grant hissed. "Hide in the bathroom. Leave when we're talking. Crash mouthed an agreement. Grant hated what he was about to do.

"N-nothing" He said loudly, running silently across the hall to his room, he slammed his door for show. Elizabeth sighed and walked up the stairs. She saw walked to her son's door and knocked. "One second he yelled in a frightened voice.

"Grant I'm coming in." She opened the door but took a step back at the sight of her boy zipping up his pants quickly. He glanced up at his mom, face red.

"Grant…"

"No" Grant blurted out. "Dad already t-talked with me. You don't have to." It was easy for Elizabeth to tell it was a lie. Grant lets talk she said walking in. The door shut behind her and Crash made a run for it. HE was out of the house and a block away by the time Grant wanted to rip his ears off.

Crash so owed him for this. He endured 'the talk' and waited for his mom to leave. Themoment she walked out the door he whipped out his phone and texted Max.

Buy two dog collars. I have a new boy to have fun with so be a good doggy and buy your color.

Moments later max responded.

Who?

Grant grinned. Oh Max was going to love this. They were all going to have so much fun.

Crash wants to be my good little doggy so you're going to follow along. If not I won't play with you again.

The phone buzzed in seconds

I'll look for the collars, rush delivery. Coe over tomorrow with Crash. You're not the only one who wants to fuck him.

Grant was right. This was going to be great. The only other thing that would make it better was if he could get Ofe. He'd probably try things with him soon. He might not even need to blackmail him. He seemed like the kind of guy who wouldn't mind Grant sucking his dick every once in a while.

Next chapter will be a dominate grant with a very subsive Crash and Max. things might get a little OOC especially with Crash but who doesn't want to see Grant take charge of crash and play with him like his dog. Please review. My fanfiction scedual on my prof page has been adjusted