Date: Fri, 25 Jan 2013 20:46:31 +0000
From: Darren Ward <yorkshireauthor@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: Steel City Part One

It was a cold mid-term day in November, and the Sheffield weather was
unrelenting.  He was due at the lecture theatre at 11, so was slowly coming
round from a heavy sleep.

The previous night he had spent far too much time in the games room on his
Xbox. He had a particular tough time with his latest shoot-em-up game which
he had been playing with two local guys over the net, and a couple of guys
from the states. The guys had played a co-operative game, and regularly
chatted and exchanged email in the real world.

He jumped out of bed, discarding his boxers and headed for the shower.

Like most guys in their twenties, in fact like most guys, Daniel always
felt more than a little horny in the morning. Some days he would just
ignore the hard throbbing of his cock until disinterest led it to
dissipate, and some days he just couldn't help himself and had to release
the tension with a quick morning wank.

As passed his front window he glanced briefly to see his mums Mini Cooper
parked on the drive. She must have not left for work yet.  His gaze then
fell to the full length mirror in the corner of the room, where he took in
the view of his own body.

At 22, and in the prime of his youth, Daniel was a striking lad.  Just over
6ft tall with thick jet black hair and large black eyes.(His olive skin
often got him mistaken as Italian or Spanish).  He had broad shoulders, and
a strong looking upper body, with muscular upper arms and a broad if not
defined chest. He had a small amount of body hair which started just below
his neck line, went out across his chest, encircling his nipples, then
cutting sharply down in a wistful trail to his stomach.

He had the beginnings of a six pack and a sensual trail of thicker black
hair leading from the bottom of his stomach to the top of his briefs (and
beyond).  His legs were strong and muscular, and were the product of years
of cycling in the near-by Peak District, something he still enjoyed on the
rare hangover free Sunday mornings he was able to.

Dan reacted to his own reflection with a heightening of his erection. He
contemplated stroking his hard cock there and then, but hesitated long
enough to discard the idea. He winked at his own reflection and strode
towards his shower room.  He turned on the shower, and after pausing a few
moments to allow a head of steam to fill the room he dived under the
powerful jets and sighed deeply as the sensation of the hard water jets hit
his body.  Aroused like this, every part of his body was sensitive and the
water jet massaged his back and his thighs, and then his shoulders and
chest as he turned to face the shower head he reached out and took his body
wash, and slowly and purposefully started to massage the gel into his body.

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

He soaped his other hand and repeated the arm strokes, shoulder caress and
nipple tease on the other side of his body.  In unison he began circular
motions of his hands across his upper stomach, enriching the lather and
enjoying the warm sensation in the pit of his stomach -then in turn each
arm went around caressing his back, and in broad movements he felt the
strength that was held in the muscles of his back.  His middle finger
stretched down and teased the top of his ass crack, before he turned again
to rinse his back.

He loved the power of the water hitting his back and his buttocks, and the
heat trickling into his crack.  He was feeling the heat from the water and
steam, and let out an involuntary sigh as he then took both his hands and
pulled apart his ass cheeks, allowing a couple of finger s to soap up and
around his hole.

His hard cock was now at full mast, and battling against the water pressure
from the shower head.

Turning again he concentrated on long firm hand strokes along his legs,
first his calves were massaged, before reaching further up to caress his
firm thighs.  With both hands he then moved up his right leg, swept across
and under to massage his perineum, before gliding down the thigh of his
right leg.

His right arm then moved to his thigh again, and he bent into the water
flow. He then stretched and moved the hand back up the thigh, across the
bottom of his stomach.

He stretched upright moving this hand up his stomach, across his abs and
lingered around his left nipple.  His other hand focused on his ball sack,
and he gently tugged at it pulling them gently from his erect shaft.  He
let out a deep sigh, and whilst squeezing hard on his left nipple, his left
hand grasped his hard shaft and started to soap it up.

Definite strokes covered the full length of his cock His thumb ringed his
shaft and the palm and fingers ribbed the whole length.

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.