You ask if he's clean...

"Oh yes, UGH, we a-all are... OH FUCK!... W-We g-get t-tested every w-week... UGH!"

"Excellent, I also get tested every week, so, do you want me to keep wearing the rubber or not?"

Lucas looks back at you with hooded eyes and tells you to take it off.

You slowly pull out, making Lucas whimper before you pull off the rubber and throw it in the trash, you then add some more lube to your bare 10" cock before easing it back into Lucas's hot hole, making you both groan, before Lucas whimpers again as you go balls deep.

Once Lucas had gotten used to your bare cock being that deep, he gave you the nod and you started thrusting again, making sure to regain your grip on his hardening cock as you start jerking him off once again.

"So, two questions for you Lucas... One: have you got a buttplug handy for when I breed your Twink ass? And number two, do you have an empty bottle to hand?"

Lucas whimpered as you hit his prostate again before catching his breath and responding: "For the b-buttplug, t-the t-top d-drawer on t-the l-left, UGH! I h-have an empty Cola bottle in my r-recycling bin d-down t-to the r-right...OH FUCK!"

Moving quickly, you release Lucas's cock for a brief moment to recover the bottle, telling him to hold it over his rapidly leaking cocklet while you get out the buttplug.

Twenty minutes later...

Lucas lets you know that he's dry, showing you the full bottle. Once he put the cap on, shakily, you started to let him have your full **** in your desire to fill him full of your scalding hot spunk.

You start to feel the rumblings in your testes and hold yourself as deep as possible before giving Lucas a deep hickey right where his neck met his left shoulder as you groaned out your release, Lucas whimpered as he felt his bowels being flooded with your load. When you finished pumping his guts full, you quickly eased your cock out and replaced it with the buttplug.

After taking a few minutes to catch your breath, you get dressed and lean over an exhausted Lucas, remembering the 'drink' bottle, as you growl one simple word in his ear.

"Mine..."