Date: Mon, 7 May 2018 21:11:01 +0100
From: Darren Ward <yorkshireauthor@gmail.com>
Subject: Steel City Rebooted Chapter 1

Steel City Rebooted Chapter 1

In 2013 I began a story called Steel City. Due to personal circumstances I
only managed to publish four chapters on Nifty.

I have decided to reboot the story. So here is

Steel City Rebooted
Chapter 1

The story is set in the city of Sheffield, and although many of the
locations and neighbourhoods mentioned in the story are real, all the
persons and situations are purely fictional . Any resemblance to any person
or situation described is purely accidental and unintentional.

Feedback on this story is welcomed.

Chapter 1 of Steel City Rebooted consists of a refinement and edit of
chapters 1 and 2 of the original story.


It was a cold Friday in November, and the Sheffield weather was
unrelenting. Dan was due at the lecture theatre at 11am, and he was slowly
coming around from a deep sleep.

The previous evening he had spent far much time in his games room on the
X-box 1. He was having a tough time with a particularly challenging new "
shoot-em-up" game which he had playing the last week with two local guys
online. He had been playing co-operative games with the guys for a while ,
and they had been exchanging emails in the "real" world recently.

Dan looked at the clock and decided to make a move. He jumped out of bed
and discarding his black boxer shorts headed to the shower.

Like most guys in their twenties, in fact like most guys, Dan always felt
horny in the morning. Some days he would just ignore the hard throbbing in
his cock until it disappeared, and some days he just could not help
himself, and had to release the tension himself with a quick morning wank.

As he walked passed his bedroom window , he glanced down to see his mums
Mini Cooper still parked on the drive. She had not yet left for work .

His gaze then fell to the full length mirror in the corner of his room,
where he took in the view of his body.

At 22, Dan was strikingly handsome. Just over 6ft tall, with jet black hair
and olive complexion, he was often mistaken for being Italian or
Spanish. He had broad shoulders, and a strong upper body, with muscular
arms and a broad, if not defined, chest.

He had a small amount of body hair which started just below his neck line ,
went across his chest , encircling his nipples, then cutting sharply down
in a wistful trail to his stomach. He had the beginnings of a defined six
pack, and a sensual trail of thicker black hair running from the bottom of
his stomach down towards his crotch, where a thick bushy crown of pubic
hair framed his cock.

His legs were strong and muscular , the product of years of cycling and
mountain biking through his youth. On the rare hangover free Sunday
mornings, he still enjoyed cycling for a few hours in the near by Peak
District.

Dans reaction to looking at his body through the mirror was a heightening
of his erection. He contemplated stroking his hard cock there and
then. Standing in front of the mirror and enjoying the sight as well as the
physical sensations of wanking. He hesitated long enough to discard the
idea, and winking at his reflection , strode towards the shower.

He turned on the shower and waited a few minutes for to allow a head of
steam to develop, using the time to quickly brush his teeth and
mouthwash. He then dived under the wide shower head , and sighed
contentedly as the strong jets of hot water hit his body . He was now fully
aroused and every part of his body sensitive. The multi headed shower
massaged his shoulders, his back and his thighs , and as he turned around,
his chest and upper shoulders equally appreciated the sensations.

He reached out for his shower gel and slow and purposefully began to
massage it into his body.

He took his time m enjoying the luxuriously satin feel of the cold gel
against his body. His fingers first stroked along his opposite arm, and
then caressed his shoulder. His hand then moved slowly across his upper
chest, and towards his increasingly hardening and erect nipple. He curled
his finger around his nipple first, then started to run back and forth
across the top . His nipples were hard wired to his cock, and it reacted by
jumping up and down to the rhythm of his touch.

He soaped up his other hand and repeated the arm strokes, shoulder caress
and nipple tease on the other side of his body. In unison with this he also
started to run his other hand in circular motions across the top part of
his upper stomach, enriching the lather and enjoying the warm sensation in
the pit of his stomach. Then in turn each arm went around to caress his
back , through broad movements he felt the strength that was held in his
back muscles.

With his left hand , he used his middle finger to reach down and tease the
top of his ass-crack. He slowly turned around to rinse of his back ,
enjoying the feeling of the hot jets of water hitting his skin and
trickling down into the crack of his ass. The heat from the water was
rising, and with a sigh he used both his hands to spread open his ass
cheeks and with two middle fingers he soaped up around his hole.

He was now fully aroused, and began to turn his attention to his legs. With
firm long strokes he caressed his calves, slowly moving up to his
thighs. He enjoyed every sensation . With both hands now he massaged his
right leg. Really working the calve and thigh over and over. He then took
his hands upwards and briefly massaged hIs perinium before gliding down
onto his left thigh.

Turning around in the water flow one of his hands reached upto his stomach
, across his abs and lingered above his left nipple. His other hand focuses
on his ball sack, gently tugging at it and pulling it away from his erect
shaft. He let out a deep sigh, and while continuing to squeeze hard on his
left nipple, his left and grabbed his hard cock and started to soap it up.

With long strokes across the full length;his thumb ringing his shaft and
his palm and fingers rubbing from head to base.

After a few minutes of focused manipulation, After a few minutes of focused
manipulation, he fell back against the shower wall for support, as he
slowly brought his whole body into the zone.

It felt that his whole body was electrified- he felt every nerve in his
body- and the relatively cool tiles felt great as he ground his ass into
them and arched his back.

He closed his eyes and began the final sequence, accelerating towards
orgasm. As he felt his chest move more rapidly, and that tightness in his
stomach grow his right hand left his nipple and went straight under his
balls to massage his perineum ever so briefly.

He took a sharp inward breath and then plunged his middle finger into his
cunt. He grunted as he forced it first past the top knuckle and then in an
instant the second barrier of the bottom knuckle, as he searched out his
prostrate.

Like a primeval switch he hit the spot, and let out a deep guttural moan,
that was accompanied by a large surge of precum leaving his cock head and
sliding down his shaft. He loved that feeling, and spent a few moments
milking more and more precum from his cock.

The heat was now making him feel slightly delirious. His orgasm was
building up from the tip of his toes to the top of his head, all his body
was building up.  He felt his ball sack tighten, and the cum churning
inside was reaching the point of no return.

Another few deep breathes, and Dan reached those magic strokes which all
guys crave for.  That moment when you know it can't feel any better than
this, and there is no going back, and you can feel the combustion of hot
spunk deep inside you, reaching boiling point.

Time stood still for a few brightly lit seconds as the last stroke
downwards lit the fuse, his fingers tight know around the shaft -feeling
every throbbing vein- as he reached the base of his cock his head flung
back, his stomach muscles spasm and blast after blast of hot white cum
exploded out of his slit and into the room- Fuck, Fuuck, Fuucccck, Sam, Sam
Sam!!!! He yelled as the cum was liberated from his body.

He looked down as the water swept his load away, and in that post orgasm
euphoria, he steadied himself against the shower wall slowly sliding down
till he was sat on the shower floor, deep inside he wondered to himself why
in those last few moments his mind had thought of Sam.

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Daniel lived with his Mum and her boyfriend in a large Victorian villa in
Fulwood.It was set well back from the street, with a little copse of oak
trees and a large well maintained lawn to the front. A wide gravel driveway
led from the front gates to a double garage on the right, and a spacious
turning circle to the front door to the left.

The villa had been built by one of the city's leading Steel Magnates in the
late 1880's when Sheffield Steel was renowned throughout the world.

The house had two wings to it, with a large opened staircase and reception
hall to the front, and a massive open plan kitchen and utility area to the
rear, linking the two wings. Daniel occupied the smaller eastern wing of
the villa, having his own sitting room/living room and games room
downstairs, and upstairs having his own large bedroom, which was to the
back of the house overlooking the extensive gardens and woodland.

He had his own en-suite shower room; a computer room /study, and two guest
rooms which both shared an adjoining bathroom. Finally the small east wing
attic room housed Daniels telescope and countless boxes of childhood
memorabilia. The other wing of the house, where his mum and her boyfriend
lived was much bigger.

Daniel was in his second year of University, where he was studying
medicine. He had been a late starter having not one, but two gap years. A
planned six months stint in Australia had been extended to 18 months owing
to a passionate, but ultimately failed, romance with an older lawyer in
Sydney.

Heartbroken and bruised when the romance failed , he headed back home to
Sheffield where,to his Mums relief , he was able to get some help from a
close family friend, and take up a course in the medical school. His life
was now back on track.

His mum had known Daniel was gay from an early age and up until the Sydney
romance she had never interfered in affairs of the heart. However when he
had told her he was staying in Sydney ,and not taking up his place at
Newcastle University, twelve months of angst and heartache had driven her
to despair.  She was now so happy that Daniel was settled, and more than
happy to subsidise his student life now that he was back home and focused.

Daniel had a large circle of friends in his hometown, some from his days at
King Edwards( the large private school in Sheffield) others from his
various "Saturday jobs" across the city, and a newer cohort of university-
mates. Some gay, some straight, some guys, some girls.

Dan had just had another amazing morning wank, but as he dressed into his
jogging shorts and t-shirt, he felt a little unsettled. He instinctively
looked in the mirror and adjusted his shorts, before heading out of his
room to the kitchen to catch some breakfast.

When he got downstairs, he was just in time to catch his mum leaving for
town. She briefly hugged him and told him she would be late in that
evening, and asked his plans. He explained that after his 11am lecture he
was meeting some guys from the course for lunch at the Union Bar and had
then agreed to go with Lucy, his cousin, to Meadowhall for a bit of
shopping.He added that he thought Lucy would be taking the opportunity to
introduce her new boyfriend too.

"Don't worry about me Mum, I'll get something to eat down in the Oasis" he
said.

His Mum laughed, raised her eyebrows in feigned disapproval and headed out
of the door.

"Say HI to Lucy for me Dan, and ask her over for Sunday lunch. It's been a
while since I seen her and it would be good to have a catch up" his Mum
asked. She then added " Tell her to bring her boyfriend if she wants. Think
he's called Paul" .

"Will do" shouted Dan,as he left the hall and strode into the kitchen.

Following the death of her husband, and the more than generous wealth that
the insurance policies and inheritance paid out, Helen could have easily
finished work and lived the rest of her life in comfort and luxury. But
Helen was a GP and loved her work, so there had never been any question of
not giving up work.She worked for a small village practice about 20 miles
from Sheffield, and planned to become senior partner when her great friend
and mentor, Alexander retired in the summer of next year.

A conventional GP she was not though. She was passionate about women's
health, and led a small but influential campaign group back in Sheffield,
and was regularly attending meetings and writing articles to champion the
cause.

The other unconventional aspect of Helens life was her partner. At the age
of 35, Helens boyfriend was the sort of trophy boyfriend usually chosen by
the aging pop diva or actress, rather than the usually conventional
northern liberal GP! The 18 year age gap at had times worried her, but they
were good for each other and she didn't mind what others thought.

He was a self employed IT specialist, designing web-sites and maintaining
them. He and Helen had met through work two years ago whilst he had been
updating the practice computer systems and website.

At the height of the "Sydney Crisis" he had found Helen crying in her
office and immediately took to providing a shoulder to cry on. This
blossomed first into a friendship and in a few months, and lots of tears
later, the friendship naturally became something more. Before Daniel
returned home from Australia, Helen had persuaded him to let out his city
centre apartment and move himself, and his business into the villa.

When Daniel returned home Helen had been nervous about his reaction to
having a new Man in the house, but it was never a problem. After a very
brief period of shock and feigned disapproval, Daniel soon came to accept
and like his de facto step Dad.

How could he resist to be honest! He was as tall as Dan, just over six feet
tall, and had what can best be described as the hot rugby build- which was
the result of him being a regular player of the game with the odd shaped
ball!!

He was heavier and more defined than Dan, with scraggy dirty blond hair
which was quite unfashionably long. He always wore a generous amount of
light coloured stubble, and dressed in casual t-shirts and jeans. His well
defined chest and arms would sometimes look like they were going to explode
out of his clothes. His legs were well defined, with strong muscular thighs
and calves. Dan was always drawn to his butt though. It was for him
perfection, it was well shaped and firm, and in any pair of jeans or rugby
shorts it looked divine.

Dan recalled a recent family holiday when he had first seen Sam in
swimshorts. He smiled recalling the way his dick had reacted to the sight,
and his frantic attempt to make sure his erection was hidden under his
strategically placed book!

Dan was now settled at the breakfast bar and enjoying a slice of toast and
a strong black coffee. He was reading the newspaper and checking for
messages on his iphone.

"Hi Dan" he heard

Looking up, and remembering his earlier morning wank, Dan felt himself
blush, as he looked up.

"Hi Sam" he said, as his "step-dad" went across to the fridge looking for
something to eat.

Oh my God thought a guilt ridden Dan, and he and Sam spent the rest of
breakfast in silence.

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Later that afternoon................

Dan left the Union bar and walked the short distance downhill to the tram
stop. He was meeting his cousin Lucy at Meadowhall. The twenty minute tram
journey would get him to the Mall just time.

The journey was uneventful; Dan played his usual game of "would I?" a game
where he counted how many guys he was attracted to. In the event he had a
very low count of 3 -- he had seen a cute Chinese guy get on at the West
Street Stop who had spiky blond dyed hair and tight jeans and t-shirt who
caught his eye.Then at Ponds Forge two guys got on who looked liked they
had just left the gym. In casual shirts and joggers, he enjoyed looking at
their tight butts and muscular legs.

As the tram pulled into the Meadowhall Interchange he glancedat his watch
and realised he had a few minutes to spare before meeting Lucy at the Costa
Coffee Bar just outside the Marks and Spencers store. He just had time to
visit the toilet.

He headed across the bridge into the mall proper, went down the escalators
outside Marks and Spencer's, and headed for the gents, which was along a
narrow corridor just left through the doors.

He strode into the toilets and headed past the sinks and left towards the
urinals, which were set out in two sets of three opposite the stalls. He
took the middle urinals sited on the right. He had only been stood there a
few moments when someone moved to the urinal next to him. From the corner
of his eye he made out a tall ,lean ,dark haired guy, wearing a tight
fitting white shirt and jeans. The guy smelt divine, probably wearing the
latest CK fragrance. Dan continued to watch as the guy slowly unbuttoned
his fly and carefully pulled out his cock. He was well endowned and he
exposed his cock into the urinal.

Dan slowly glanced upwards to take in more of the man close to him, and was
shocked to see the guy smiling, and giving him a cheeky wink.

Dan was now nervous, and any hope of passing water was gone. His mind raced
as he did not know what to do. It was obvious he had just reached the
urinal moments before his new neighbour, so a fast exit was out of the
question. The stranger was still smiling, and seemed to be enjoying Dans
discomfort. Was he teasing him?

The man then made a deliberate effort to expose more of his cock. He was no
doubt proud of his endowment, as even flaccid it was a thick six inches. He
started to piss, and it was engorged with the strong flow. As he proceeded
to empty into the urinal, he deliberately touched and stroked at his
cock. He was almost masturbating in front of Dan.

Dan was loving the show, but nervous as hell about how to react. His own
cock was now responding ; "fucking focus" his mind told himself, but he had
no control .

This was so embarrassing, he felt breathless and wondered where things
would end. The guy leant back a little, so that his cock was exposed more
for Dans benefit. He realised now that the guy was looking straight at him,
and this made Dan blush.

Once the flow of piss stopped, he make a real show of shaking his cock
proudly and continued to move his fingers up and down his shaft.

Dan thought that once the piss had stopped he would be released from this
terrible but glorious torture. In the corner of his mind he lived out his
deepest desires. He wanted to reach out and touch this divine manhood. To
hold it tight and bend down to worship it. To take it into his mouth and
through his lips and tongue.

He imagined the tastes and smells that would overwhelm him as he worshipped
this cock, and how he would no doubt be rewarded with a mouth full of hot
and creamy spunk. He so wanted to feel that hard cock in his mouth.

The sound of a third man entering the urinals brought Dan to his senses. He
took one last look at his tormentor, and to his amazement, watched large
clear pearls of precum escaping the mans cock into the urinal. The guy let
out a deep sigh, proceeded to repackage his cock into his button fronted
Jeans, before glancing toward Dan again, and giving him another wink. Dan
felt light headed. He tried to recover himself, but his heart was
pounding. As he left the urinal he made sure to check his jeans for fear
his aroused state was betrayed by any stain. He reached the sink just as
the stranger was leaving.

What a fucking awesome guy Dan thought, and he tried to take in the style
and cut of the guys clothes in the hope of setting his sight on him in the
stores.

He washed his hands, and threw cold water onto his face to cool himself
down, and bring him back into the world of serious shopping and socialising
with cousin Lucy. Dan left the Gents, and walked into the growing crowds of
the mall. It was a busy time , and he made his way to meeting Lucy.  They
had agreed to meet at the Cafe at the entrance to Marks and Spencers, which
was only a few meters from where he now was.

"Hi Lucy" Dan called out as he recognised his cousin. She was stood alone
near the Cafe entrance.

"Hi Dan" she replied, and the two embraced .

"No Paul?" Dan enquired.

Lucy laughed and replied " You remembered his name! He's just gone into the
newsagents to get some cigarettes".

"Lets get a coffee and a seat, he wont be long"she added.

The two cousins spent the next five minutes catching up on the latest
family news, and Dan remembered his mothers invitation to Lucy and Paul to
call over at the weekend. Lucy had no plans for Sunday , but wasn't sure
what Pauls plans were, so could only give a partial acceptance.

Just then Dan looked up,and to his amazement, his tormentor from just ten
minutes ago entered the cafe. It was the T Shirt and how it hugged the well
defined torso that betrayed him to Dan. From his vantage point in the cafe,
Dan was able to survey more of this man.

Dan was struck by the guys good looks. His face was nicely coloured and his
features well defined. He had broad shoulders, and obviously worked
out. His upper arms were bursting out of the tshirt. His chest and nipples
were equally well squeezed into the t-shirt . Dan was such a tramp, and
looked straight down to the guys crotch.

By now Lucy was talking to herself, as Dan, almost in slow motion,
continued to watch the dream guy walk further into the cafe. She was
planning a girlie trip down to London and was wondering wether or not to
invite Dans Mum.

The guy saw Dan, and looking directly at him, he smiled. "Fuck" thought
Dan, and flustered he turned away from the stare, and towards Lucy.

"So what do you think" Lucy said.

"Errr sorry?" asked Dan.

Lucy laughed.

Then, in slow motion he felt dream guy approach the table.

"Hi Darling" he said in a deep Yorkshire accent.

He then bowed down, and kissed Lucy on the cheek.

"Ahhh Paul" she said as she turned towards him.

" Paul this is my cousin Dan. Dan, this is Paul" Paul reached out for Dans
hand, and winking said "Great to meet you Dan, great to meet you"

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