Danny Sommers was the perfect all-American twink who evolved into the perfect all-American muscleboy, a sweet-natured slut who was often cast as a bottom for gay-for-pay divas with difficult personalities, a dreamboat who could handle huge cocks and inspired his co-stars and their rock hard cocks.

Right up front, I will just state that sex with Danny Sommers was like fucking an angel.

Having pleasured myself to his many videos, I was eager to see his live show in New York. We had a mutual porn acquaintance, so I introduced myself to him after he came off the stage (as opposed to cumming onstage, which some porn boys do). He was extremely nice; he told me a few biographical details including that his porn income was being spent on a college degree. He said, “I have straight As. I’m paying for this myself and I can’t afford to get bad grades.”

He also told me our mutual friend, Matt Gunther, had been such a rough fuck when they did a movie together that he stopped the scene. That sounded about right.

As the clock neared midnight, I got ready to leave and he seemed disappointed. It was pretty clear that if I stuck around through his final show, likely we would leave together. But I thought it was another hour until his 30 minute show, so regretfully I made my way home, not realizing until much later that his next show was at midnight rather than at 1 AM. FUCK! I missed my chance with one of the most adorable boys in porn!

Some months later, I saw that he was returning for another week of shows, just before Christmas. His first day was the last day before I left town for the holidays, so I eagerly paid my admission that afternoon. That early in the week, the audience wasn’t large.

He remembered me and, in fact, his entire show was spent naked, straddling me, stroking my cock and kissing me. As he fondled my rock hard rod he said, “Is this my Christmas present?” After the fact I thought of any number of clever double entendré replies, but in the moment, all I could say was, “Oh, yes.”

Back to his hotel we went after the show. On his bed he was naked and perfect, and as I was kissing and caressing this perfect, blond boy, I couldn’t believe the thrill of sliding into his warm hole. Really and truly, like fucking an angel.