Hi Guys
Here is the next installment of Steel City, which will hopefully provide some background and context to this story.
This is my first attempt at writing,so feedback would be welcome.
My aim in Steel City is to bring a little taste of Yorkshire to the Nifty Archive, and the story is about the adventures of Dan a young student, and the various people he encounters as he explores his burgeoning sexuality.
In this episode we learn more Dan and his family, find out who Sam is, and then share a strange experiance at the Mall, where he meets his cousin and her boyfreind.....
STEEL CITY Chapter 2
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 at the height of the British Empire, when Sheffield Steel ruled the land as much as the Royal Navy ruled the waves.
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 at 20 having not one, but two gap years. A planned six months stint in Australia had been extended to 18 months through 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 the relief of his mum and a few favours from her ex-husbands close friend, he was able to take up a course in the medical school, and put his life back on track.
His mum had known Daniel was gay from an early age and up until the Sydney romance had never interfered in affairs of the heart. However when he had told 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.
Like most students, the weekends meant fun and partying, and Daniels home was a favourite after-party retreat, especially for his mates living further away, after all there was plenty of room at Dans!
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, and Paul her boyfriend, to Meadowhall for a bit of shopping.
"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 and Paul 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.
"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, meaning an age gap of 18 years, 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!
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, he had what can best be described as the hot rugby build- which is 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 loose 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 Dan, and he and Sam spent the rest of breakfast in silence.
Later that afternoon................
Dan left the Union bar and walked the short distance downhill to the tram stop. He was meeting his cousin Lucy and her new boyfriend Paul at Meadowhall. The twenty minute tram journey would get him to the Mall in 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 glance at 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, 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 to Dans benefit. He realised now that he was looking straight at him, and he blushed.
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 " 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.
Lucy was now 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"
end of Part Two. Feedback welcome at yorkshireauthor@hotmail.co.uk