Babyboy Ch. 18

His hands traveled from my hips to my balls. He pulled off my tip and lowered his head. He lifted my dick so he could have better access to my balls. He took both in his mouth. Damn this nigga going crazy tonight.

"Damn baby." I groaned, grabbing his head. He looked up at me with a smug look. He released my balls and went back to my dick. Bassir took his own duck in his hand and started jerking himself. He started sucking me with no hands which he knows I love. He didn't falter once, just kept an incredible speed while taking all of me in his throat.

This nigga has to be the best at this. I don't think anybody could do what he does, I'm sure of it. Bassir licked down my dick slowly before quickly pulling back. He stopped at my head and sucked and placed his tongue flat against my head. He licked my slit softly before driving back down. I couldn't hold back after that.

"I'm going to fucking cum." I moaned. He quickly pulled my dick from his mouth and came across his face. "F- Fuck." I watched my cum land on his handsome face. Some landed on his glasses but most were on his bruised lips. Bassir looked at me while he licked his lips taking my cum into his mouth. "You're a demon." I shook my head. He laughed and took off his glasses. Bassir stood back up and grabbed me in his arms.

"Now how do you want me?" He kissed my neck. I felt him start to bite down softly on my shoulder. "Want me to fuck you till you can't stand?" I moaned, grabbing his shoulders tightly. "Want me to fuck you till you can't speak?" He kept teasing.

Bassir fucked me so good once I couldn't talk right. I was laying in bed mumbling trying to get my thoughts right but I just couldn't. His cocky ass was smirking the whole day after that. Even though I know it's going to annoy me tomorrow, that's what I want. I need to get some stress out and that's going to help me. I know it.

"Fuck me till I can't speak." I nodded. Bassir pushed us back so I was on my back. He had the biggest smile on his face as he leaned back up. He went to get up but I stopped him. "No lube I want to feel it." He looked down at me with a worried look. "Bassir I'm stretched, remember last night."

He gave me a nod. He had his fingers up my ass most of last night. We didn't have sex but he definitely had my screaming off his hands alone. We needed to calm down after he found out about my dad. We both couldn't sleep so we decided to fool around. That led to him making me cum three times using just his mouth and fingers. I was good and stretched.

"Tell me to stop if it's too much." He kissed me softly. I nodded. Bassir placed the tip off his dick on my hole. I took a deep breath as I felt him push in.

"God fucking damn." I groaned. I tightly shut my eyes trying not to cry. Nigga was huge. I felt him trying to back up so I locked my legs around his waist. "Don't fucking stop." I glared. He gave me a dark look and continued.

Once he was in me all the way I didn't let him pause. I grinded my hips on him telling him to keep going. He caught the message and started driving into me fast. It hurt like a fucking bitch at first but I was taking it. I knew pleasure was about to hit me all at once and I was right.

"Fuck!" I yelled, throwing my head back as he hit my prostate. "Go faster Bassir. Fucking fuck me. Make me feel it." I commanded. Bassir pulled out quickly and flipped me so I was on my knees.

He grabbed my hips and roughly pushed back in. I let out a loud moan. That's just what I wanted.

"Want me to fuck you rough right?" I quickly nodded. "Alright remember you said that tomorrow." He smirked.

I was holding myself up or at least trying to on all fours. This man was fucking me into the bed. Everytime I started slipping he easily grabbed my waist and pulled me back into position. I was trying to fuck him back at first but Bassir started pulling out so fucking far and slamming back in I was getting knocked down. I couldn't even string together words he was making me feel so good. My mouth stayed open in a silent moan as he fucked the soul outta me.

I quickly grabbed the headboard and lifted myself trying to get steady.

"Unt unt Tyrell, we fucking rough right. You wanted this but now you can't take it." He grabbed my hands and placed them back in the bed. "You getting what you asked for right babyboy?"

"Yes." I whimpered out. Bassir kept up his deep thrust. By this point I was laying against the bed not being able to keep myself up anymore. He was hitting my spot with every thrust and even though it felt like my ass was too full it felt so good.

"Then why you keep trying to run away huh? I'm giving you what you asked for the least you can do is be grateful." He smirked. "Tell me you're grateful for my dick." He commanded. I turned so I could look at him. He had that look in his eye. I knew he was going to have me cripled by tomorrow.

"I'm grateful for it daddy. This is what I wanted, I wanted you to fuck me rough just like this." I moaned. "Fuck, thank you for your dick." I didn't even care how I sounded, I just needed to cum.

He snapped his hips into so fucking quick I saw stars. My orgasm hit me like a train. My body raised till I met his back and I let out a silent scream while I came all over the sheets. I could feel Bassir come inside me slowing down his thrust as he let go. I couldn't hold myself up much longer so I collapsed on the bed.

"Hey Tyrell are you okay?" He asked once he calmed down. I just stared at him with an open mouth and dazed eyes.

"I-you- I," I mumbled out trying to piece together a sentence. He chuckled and walked off, slipping outta me. I felt his nut drip out of me making me whimper.

Bassir walked back in with a towel and a bowl. He slowly and softly wiped my body down. He spread my ass open and leaned out his cum. I whimpered feeling him clean me out.

He turned me once my back was clean and wiped the front of me. I just watched as he cleaned me up and gave me small kisses all along my body. He then picked me up and placed me in the chair in the corner, changed the sheets and carried me back to the fresh bed.

I was finally starting to form words again when he laid down with me in the bed.

"Bassir you're the fucking devil." I finally let out. He laughed and shook his head. "No, I'm serious. I couldn't even form a sentence. I don't know what to say or how to react to what you just did. I don't think I've ever felt that way before."

"That's what good dick do." He smirked. I pinched his arm hard making him hiss.

"Stop with that shit." I grabbed his hand in mine and brought it up to my face.

"Woah I did this?" I asked, looking at his scratched up wrist and hands. He laughed with a nod.

"When I lowered your hands from the head board I held them on the bed. When you started cumming you were holding onto my wrist. I guess you dug your nails in them." I looked at my short nails. Damn I really fucked him up too.

"Sorry baby." I kissed his wrist softly. "But you did me worse then I did you."

"No, I don't think so. Tyrell my hips hurt and sucking you early has my jaw on fire. You're the one who wanted it rough so really it's your fault we're both in pain." He smiled. I glared with a blank face.

"I'm so sorry I let you fuck me into a coma it must've been horrible for you. Fucking your boyfriend untill he couldn't talk." I glared. He laughed and hugged me. I winced at the shifting of my body. "Hey I'm in pain." I complained.

"I'm sorry Babyboy. How about you let me rub your body down then." He started rubbing my back. His hands went low until they were resting above my ass. I moaned softly at his gentle hands. I'm not sure I could take anymore but a massage sounds good.

"Yeah but no funny shit. Rub me down and then go to sleep. I can't take much more." I looked at him seriously.

"I promise." He smiled. "No funny business, just a nice message to make you feel better." I nodded.

He's a liar.