Once upon a time, you could not open a porn mag or watch a porn film without Danny Somers being in it. He spelled his last name at least three ways, but he was a hunk nevertheless - the archetypal boy next door. He was 5-foot-8, had the body and musculature of a gymnast and an ass for the ages - usually set off by a hard-edged tan line. Danny was a power bottom. He could take the biggest and fattest cock of his era, which belonged to Kris Lord. Danny's career spanned 1990-1995. Films released later, as late as 2006, were probably shot during his working years. He said in an interview once that he would stay in the jizz biz until he had enough money to pay for med school, then he would retire. And that's what he did. In an atypical scene from Score 10 (MSC 009), Ryan Idol, on the hood of a Jeep, jerks off tantalizingly for Danny, who's yanking his own meat in the front seat. Idol rubs himself on the windshield while Somers licks the inside of the glass, steaming it with his breath while lusting after the hot flesh a scant quarter-inch away. Idol alternatingly presses cock, balls, and asshole against the glass for Somers to worship, all the while lost in his own jerkoff reverie. The twain never meet.