Breed him and then head back home to look at the rest of the first box of files!

Not wanting to make a mess of the guard booth, you ask Adam if he has any empty bottles to hand, he blushes and points to his right hand side on the floor, grabbing a 3 liter bottle, you tell him to hold it over his 5" cock and don't let go, no matter what. Once Adam has his cock inserted into the neck of the bottle, you ease your thick cockhead into the young guards tight hole.

"UGNH! God damn that's thick, stretching my hole!"

"That's just the head, it gets slightly easier from here on in..."

Once the head clears his ring-piece, Adam lets out a sigh as he starts to relax. You take it slowly until you feel his bubble butt up against your abs. Adam's ass, while it has the right amount of cushion for you, you prefer Charles's, purely because he knew what would get you going.

"Now, normally I would pound you silly for an hour or more, but because you've got an important job here, I'll make it quick. If you give me your mobile number and your schedule, I can then give you the plowing of a lifetime."

Adam looks back at you and nods as you smile at him before starting the breeding. You lean forwards and give him a quick kiss on the lips before he turns to look out of the booth again. With his back turned, you take the chance to give him a hickey on the left side of his neck, which triggers his first orgasm, filling about a fifth of the bottle. You smile as you start targeting his prostate with rapid fire thrusts, making him cum again and again, once you see the bottle nearly full, you know its time and with one last thrust, you moan over his head as you pump countless ribbons of cum into his gasping womb, which gives him one last, weak orgasm which fills the bottle. Adam had told you that there was a buttplug in a drawer to the left so you reach down and grab it before quickly swapping it for your cock.

Once Adam catches his breath, you carefully take the bottle from him and put the cap on it and then take it with you, telling Adam that this is your new protein shake, making him blush hard as you say goodbye to each other.

After safely storing the bottle, you head home in your pick-up, not fully tired, but not fresh. One hour later (Cursed traffic!) you get home, taking the bottle of 'Protein' up to your room where you stored it in your mini fridge. You grab the first box of files and are stunned that you're only a quarter of the way through, on the one hand that's bad, a lot of breeders needing to be bred, but on the good side, that's a lot of new people to fuck and learn about.

Sitting down with the file that was at the front, it stunned you, the City Mayor had failed the test and needed to be bred.