Everybody thought they knew about Danny. In the locker room, when an embarassing erection would pop up, many would yell "DANNY"
When someone was depressed or frustrated his friends would try to kid him out of it by saying "Better call Danny".
Even when Danny Muller was in the room, these jokes would be told. Some would look at Danny for his reaction and he'd just smile, laugh along.
He was well liked. Maybe it was because he was on the school tennis team and wrestling squad or maybe it was because he was friends with some of the hottest girls in school. At one point it might have been because his best friend and Senior Sponsor was Larry McClough.
He seemed to be always smiling, always invited to parties and always encouraging others in whatever they pursued, be it sports, class elections or academics.
Danny's grades were above average. His half naked form was looked at by boys and girls as well, as he participted in gymnastics or wrestling. He was boyish with growing muscle tone, not unusal for most boys his age.
"Better call Danny" Claude said in a whisper "Really" he added. Kenny's cock was rock hard and he tried to quickly cover it with a towel. "Fuck off" he said though Claude was his friend.
"I'm tellin you the stories are true" Claude said "trust me" he squeezed Kenny's shoulder, "I was there"
Claude was being truthful. He was there the night that the stories about Danny began.
It was a poker game at Senior Larry McClough's house. There were six of them there, from all grades. Beer somehow appeared and playing for quarters changed to more daring games of strip poker.
A large bowl with folded papers were used once a player got to his underwear. He could strip the final item off or take a paper. Danny took a paper and read it aloud.
"GIVE A BLOWJOB TO THE WINNER WHILE WE WATCH" he read. Laughter, comments and curses abounded.
Danny looked around not knowing if he should strip naked or do what the paper said or just refuse. He wasn't sure what the others expected let alone his friend and Senior Sponsor Larry.
The chant "SUCK SUCK SUCK" began and the winner of the hand, Marshall turned and pulled his cock out of his boxer shorts waving it at Danny.
"Come on loser" he dared.
Danny felt the blush in his cheeks and looked at Larry for an answer. But he was chanting with the others.
Maybe it was the beer or something deeper, but Danny fell to his knees and put the waving cock in his mouth. He scooped Marshall's ballsac out and licked it. He licked and sucked the cock.
Perhaps he should have just spit the cock out once he sucked it in and everyone would have laughed and it would have ended. But instead, he began giving Marshall a blowjob rooted from the desire to suck dick.
Everybody reacted differently. Some were surprised and delighted. One or two were freaked. Marshall was delighted. Larry seemed turned on too.
The chanting ended and cocks appeared as the group to satisfy themselves watching Danny.
Maybe it was the beer, the odor of everyone's sex or Danny's desire to let everyone know he was a cocksucker for real. But he thumbed his shorts down and was soon stroking his own cock while sucking.
"Here's to Danny who knows how to play the game" Marshall toasted the boy who's face was now covered with his sperm.
"Gentlemen I have an announcement" Larry stood unsteadily on his feet. "Danny has proven his lips are available for everyone" The group cheered.
"But gentlemen" Larry slurred "His ass belongs to me" Everyone laughed, cheered and toasted.
The game continued but not as agressively. The group, now bordering on being drunk and empty of their teenage testosterone, kept wanting to repeat their sexual game, but it didn't occur.
But the next week word spread and the beginning of the jokes that lasted for four years began.
Danny lay on Larry's bed. His legs pressed against the smooth chest above him. His eyes were wide open watching Larry's face contort with his efforts to please them both. It was Danny's second month in the school.
He had been assigned a Senior Buddy a sponsor named Larry McClough. Larry was the brother he never had, a surogate father at times and a friend among strangers.
They toured the school, examined Danny's class schedule and were soon playing tennis, bowling, talking and becoming close friends.
A few weeks later they were skinny dipping and wrestling naked on the sand at a well known nude beach. Danny's cock hardened and Larry's seemed to follow ending with the two of them rushing to the nearby bushes to whack, as Larry put it.
Instead their hands masturbated each other and their bodies seemed to move closer like magnets.
"Fuck you're hot" Larry said. Danny leaned his head against Larry's bare chest feeling his body get wet with both of their streams of jiz.
Danny was a Senior now. Larry was a junior in College, the same one where Danny would be attending in the fall.
He stood in his cap and gown smiling as always. He had spent four years of challenges and growth. Danny knew his relationship with Larry introduced him to the fact he was gay. The encounters that followed were never as close as the year he was the Senior's lover.
There had been Marshall, the guy whose cock he sucked in front of everyone. After Larry graduated, it was Marshall who paled around with him and Danny enjoyed sucking a few more times.
There was a transfer student during his junior year. Originally from Sweden, the guy didn't seem to think anything of proposing they have sex. 69ing was their usual style. Danny learned to fuck since the guy Loy begged him to do it.
During his Senior year, Danny and the son of their new Principal became friends. Danny took him to the nude beach where his affair with Larry began. They repeated the grappling each other in the bushes. And afternoons of mutual sucking and masturbation followed relieving each of stress and physical eruptions.
But Danny's butt was never involved. It belonged to Larry. Three day holidays found Danny taking the overnight bus to the college campus where Larry schooled. Holidays the two resumed their mutual dependancy. And summers found the two working at the beach together and spending nights together. Danny's ass belonged to Larry.
Everybody knew it. Even the guys whose cocks were lucking enough to be in Danny's mouth and grasp knew it.
Danny stood in his cap and gown at graduation. His classmates watched from their chairs as he gave the valdictorian speech during which he thanked them, the teachers, parents and his own Senior Sponsor.
Maybe that was when many of his friends realized the two were more then friends.
"Well I pity the other classes?" Claude said quietly fomr his char. "Why?" Marshall said "You of all people should know, they won't have Danny" they both laughed but it wasn't in fun. It was something more earnest.
There would be graduation parties, groups of friends would spend the night revering, worrying and hoping. Danny would be among them helping the best way he knew how.
Larry was a Junior at State College and would be a Senior in the fall. State College was the same school where Danny would attend in the fall as a freshman.