Him pressing in until the pain came, easing back, waiting, me saying "OK" and him pressing again. Each time he went a little deeper before it hurt muc.... He was caressing my back and my ass, and in between tries he leaned onto me, kissed my neck and played with my nipples. Sexy. Finally he pressed in and my ass muscles were stretched enough to give way. In he slid, slow, gentle. I gasped, never so full. He slid deep, as deep as he could go, his damp thighs and stomach against my cheeks. He. However, some older “camper boys” aged 11 to 13 found us, and soon there was a circle of hard and more mature cocks being stroked around us. For some reason Leslie demurred at being watched, put on her panties, and left. And, like most boys, we soon had put our cocks away and contented ourselves with sliding down the hay piles.I later learned Leslie seduced many of the other “camper girls” into examining of each others’ pussies, and her straw games, but I sadly lost track of her before I. I wanted more a 'body type' than a look anyway.I went to their website to see who they had available and what the prices were. I wanted to become a twin of a football player. This was no small decision. Any DNA transfer was a one-way, once-in-a-lifetime deal. Nobody could survive a second DNA treatment so there was no way to reverse or fix any mistakes. It was still very expensive, but within the range of possible for me.As I thought, even ersatz DNA for the super-stars was way too expensive.. I was so turned on. Not out of control exactly but nearly. I scared myself, I guess. And afterwards – well, I just felt awful.”“It sound like you did exactly the right thing, then. Sometimes I think that tops need a safe word too.”“I didn’t mean to upset Lionel, it really wasn’t his fault. It was just that I was rougher than I ever thought I could be. And, well,...”“And...”“Well, I made use of him. Grabbed him and just, well, used his face. He must have been shocked.”“Possibly. But I suspect.