The condom is leak-free. Also leek-free.

No leaks. You sigh in relief. All of Sam's cum is contained safely within the condom.

You give it a poke, watching the milky-white liquid move around inside. It often fascinated you how such an innocuous-looking fluid could have such dangerous ramifications if it got inside you, and now the stakes were higher than ever.

If you'd gotten unlucky, and the condom had broke... {if LOSE: **** == true}you'd be dead. Right now.{endif}{if LOSE: Brain == true}you'd have lost your mind, literally.{endif}{if LOSE: **** == true}you'd now be Sam's personal pregnant ****.{endif}{if LOSE: Paralyse == true}well, you wouldn't be sitting up right now, that's for sure.{endif}

You shudder. Thinking about how easily you could've met such a grim fate really puts things into perspective. You're going to have to be more careful from now on. More reserved, if you can handle it. Stick to known, trusted partners only for a while.

You look up at Sam, happy that he didn't take advantage of your predicament... aaaand he's asleep. Of course.

To be fair, you could do with forty winks yourself. Should you let Sam stay as he is and sleep beside him? Or should you insist on sleeping alone tonight?