Hard Drive

Troy Monroe looked anxiously down at his keyboard. He glanced left, then right across the classroom noticing the other college students busily taking notes. Troy stared at his laptop; all it did was whirl and whine but did nothing else.

Frantically Troy hit control-alt-delete, hoping the computer would do something. It simply buzzed and churned but his typing did not appear on his notes program.

He raised his hand, waving towards the Professor.

“Yes, Mr. Monroe what is it?” The professor asked.

“Sir, my computer is locked up and I can’t get my notes program to work. Can you repeat what you said after the Ottoman Empire’s collapse?”

“I can repeat some of it, but if you can’t get the laptop to work, I think you should get out a pencil and paper.”

Finally, the words Troy had written a minute ago flowed across the program’s white sheet.

“Oh, it’s a bit better now Professor but it’s still really chugging along.”

“If I was you, I would take the laptop down to the IT services building and see if they can take a look at it.” The Professor returned to the white board and started reiterating his last couple of ideas again.

“Catch up, Troy.”

The young man typed as fast he as could, but the computer still intermittently froze and stopped filling the program with the professor’s thoughts. In desperation, Troy took out a pencil and paper and started jotting down the class notes.

He raised his hand again, getting the attention of the Professor.

“Yes, Mr. Monroe, what is it now?”

“Sir, do you know if the computer IT lab is open tonight? Class doesn’t let out until 7PM?”

“Yes, it’s open to 9. May I continue?” The professor sounded a bit perturbed.

After class Troy hurried to the library. Before he let anyone look at his laptop, he wanted to clean it up a bit. No sense letting someone see all the stuff he did on it besides his homework.

He found a secluded nook in a long aisle of books and sat down. He took his laptop out of his bag and turned it on. It took minutes for it to churn and whine, but eventually the screen cleared. First, he needed to get rid of a few games; uninstalling them he would add them back after he got back from the computer lab. Next, he found some folders of jpgs that he knew he had to delete!! And finally, he dumped his browser’s cache, and then emptied the recycle bin.

“There, that makes it clean as a whistle.” Troy thought to himself.

He checked the clock on the laptop; it was 8:30 PM. Still, plenty of time to drop off his computer at the IT lab and see if they could find anything wrong with his computer.

Troy hustled over to the computer lab department. It was a walk across campus and the night air was chilly and the windy was gusting.

He entered the building, heading for the basement where the lab sprawled. Most of the lights were off and many corridors were dark. He found a wall map and followed it down a series of twisting and convoluted hallways. He came to a large glass door, peering through it he saw one guy at a desk working feverishly on a large desktop computer.

Hours of operation on the door said that the lab was open until 8 PM on Fridays.

“Damn! I am too late,” Troy bemoaned to himself.

He knocked on the glass door and tested it the door was still unlocked.

“We’re closed, but will be open tomorrow at 9 AM,” the man called out but did not look up from his computer that he was working on.

“I was wondering if I could drop off my laptop and someone look at it. It’s been acting really weird, and it keeps freezing and locking up.”

“Sure, I guess we can do that for you. Come in and fill out this form.” The older man, perhaps in his mid to late 20s, stopped and looked up to Troy. The guy checked his watch and gazed around the empty room. The lab was deserted, most of the rooms dark.

“I guess we are the last two in the department for tonight.” The guy said nonchalantly.

“Yeah, this place is a ghost town. I didn’t see anyone upstairs either. Not even the cleaning crew is around tonight it seems.”

“So, what is wrong with your laptop?”

“It keeps freezing up; I wonder if it is the hard drive.”

The other guy looked Troy over and licked his lips, “I think you got a great hard drive.”

“What’s that?” Troy said as he busily took the laptop out of his backpack.

“Oh, I mean you never know about hard drives…. Sometimes you just need to work them over a bit and they are ready to go.”

“My name is Jonny, by the way. And your name is Troy Monroe?” The man said looking over the form Troy had hastily filled out.

“Why don’t you come back to my office, and we can look at your laptop right away. Maybe there is something I can do for you tonight.” Jonny stood up and walked to the rear of the lab talking as he turned on the lights as he went.

Troy followed, hoisting his backpack over his shoulder, and followed him into the recesses of the empty laboratory. They went down several corridors to the rear of the lab and finally entered a large office.

Inside were racks of computers and peripherals. A large desk and against the wall a beat-up old sofa laid.

“So, let’s see what is going on with your laptop. Power it up and type in the PIN so I can play around with it a bit.”

“Its an old laptop, but it does what I need it to do.” Troy sat on the couch and took out his laptop and fiddled with it until the startup screen appeared. With deft knowledge of the PIN, Troy filled in and then passed it to Jonny.

Jonny took it to his desk and hooked up a USB mouse. With it installed, he began opening and closing windows and control panels.

“You really use your browser. You have all sorts of sites in here.”

“I do? I thought I deleted my browsers history and cache.” Troy gulped thinking of the many different sites he had gone to. He jumped up off the sofa and quickly walked over to Jonny and the laptop.

“Hey, don’t worry about it. I don’t go around telling people what students do. You can trust me.”

“Damn! Thanks, there might be some sites on there that I went to once or twice, by accident, mind you. I don’t want you to get the wrong idea what I do on the laptop.”

“You look like you have visited quite a bit of porn sites?”

“Shit! I thought I had deleted the cache.... I mean, what I mean...Damn! I thought I had gotten ridden of that. Sorry!”

“Hey! It’s no big deal. I can clean things up for you and make this laptop good as new.”

“That would be great.”

“By the way, what kind of porn do you like?”

“What!?!” There was a long pause as Troy looked at Jonny shocked and a bit taken back. “Oh I like all kinds, I guess.”

“Do you like gay porn?”

“Oh I like to watch some lesbians go at it, sure!”

“No, I mean do you like to watch two guys fucking each other?”

“Wow! I never watched anything like that.”

“Here let me show you something.” Jonny typed a URL into Troy’s laptop, and then clicked on several screens and pull-down menus. “Watch this!”

On the screen two young twinks caressed and fondled each other. A tall skinny guy proceeded to go down on a much smaller, tanned younger man. Fondling his cock, the taller man started to savagely suck on his shaft. The two entangled themselves in carnal lust, fingering and fucking each other to the sounds of grunting, moaning, and exclamations to the Lord.

“How do you like that?” Jonny asked Troy.

“God! That is so hot.” Troy replied.

“So, what is your type?” Jonny quizzed the younger man.

“My type?”

“Yeah, what kind of guy turns you on? Like, I am into young, skinny guys .... Mostly those wearing glasses.” Jonny whispered as he seductively pushed Troy’s frames up his small perky nose.

“Uhm.... Well, I never thought about it.” Troy continued to watch as the two young men kissed and grappled with one another. The smaller of the two guys finally lay on his back, while the other pushed his legs up to his head. Grabbing his cock, he thrust his cock into the other’s glory hole, pushing softly at first then rapidly grinding hard into the man.

“I like my men, athletic...” Troy returned his gaze to Jonny, looking him up and down slowly, “with a hot tan.”

The video ended on the laptop, with the two men sweating, panting, and kissing.

“Do you want to watch another one?” Jonny asked Troy.

“Sure.... Or we can make one of our own?”

“I would like that...” Jonny said closing the lid on the laptop and slowly touched Troy.

Troy tilted his head to one side, kissing Jonny’s hand as he caressed his cheek.

Jonny stuck his two fingers into Troy’s mouth, the younger man began to lick and suck them. Jonny’s other hand moved down Troy’s chest, stomach and to his belt. With deft hand, he undid his belt and zipper with one hand and peeled Troy’s pants over his round rump. Pulling his fingers from his mouth, Jonny took both hands and tugged his boxer shorts down.

With a grin Jonny gazed upon Troy’s throbbing cock. Lowering himself down he took it into his mouth and began to suck and lick the pulsating shaft.

“Oh God, that feels so good. Don’t stop.” Troy moaned, as he grasped Jonny’s head in both hands and rocked it back and forth.

With a deft tongue, Jonny worked his mouth over the young man’s cock bringing him quickly to explode a wad of his load into his wanting mouth.

“Get over on the sofa!” Jonny demanded of Troy. The young man complied; sliding out of his pants and underwear he mounted the sofa and looked over his shoulder waiting for Jonny.

Jonny unhitched his belt and slid his zipper down, pushing his pants to his knees. He aggressively mounted Troy, sliding his cock into the younger man’s asshole. Troy white knuckled the sofa and waited for the impending pleasure.

Slamming his cock into his ass, Jonny drove home with everything he could muster. Each thrust was met with a bark and a moan from Troy. The younger man’s glasses slowly rocked down his nose, finally flying across the room from the pounding of his ass.

“I’m going to bury a load of cum in you.”

“Fuck me! Fuck me hard....” Troy moaned.

Grasping Troy’s shoulder, Jonny pulled back to the rocking of his hard massive cock against his plump round ass. He thrust and pushed, feeling his meat cleave deep into the younger man’s tender body.

Each thrust made Troy moan louder.

Grabbing his shoulders with both hands, Jonny thrust one final time then exploded pulling out just in time for the load of cum to shower Troy’s sweat stained back. Releasing him, Troy sagged on to the couch, over stimulated and exhausted from the bronco riding, glory hole fucking Jonny had given him.

Out of breath, Troy gulped air then mewed. “God! That felt good. Can I fuck you!?!”

Jonny waited for Troy to stand up on wobbly legs, and then took the sofa; lying on his back he spread his legs. Lifting them over his head, Troy looked down on cock, balls, and asshole. Feeling his shaft with one hand, he pumped his dick until it was large and stiff.

“I want to fuck you so bad!” Troy purred as he stuck his dick up the older man’s ass. He lowered himself between his spread legs and began to feverishly kiss the man’s tits and neck. Jonny’s head lulled over the seat of the sofa. Troy’s cock found Jonny’s sweet spot and he pumped the older man as hard as he could muster. The two locked together rocked the sofa for minutes of carnal sex.

“Cum inside me!” Jonny moaned.

Troy thrust hard as he could, like a piston on a hot engine he throttled Jonny. With legs quivering from both excitement and fatigue, he exploded into the man feeling his load of cum spray deep inside him.

Without a hint of thought, both men rolled against each other coming into a perfect sixty-nine position. Jonny licked his lips looking at the other’s cock throbbing inches from his face, while Troy immediately opened his mouth for Jonny’s prick.

Both men sucked each other off again. Jonny having more experience, he knew exactly how to make the younger man cum. He waited patiently for Troy to make him explode into his mouth.

“God! That was great, Jonny!”

“I enjoyed it immensely...I just wish we could do it again.”

Jonny stood up and gathered his clothes. Putting on his shirt again, he continued to watch Troy as he did the same.

“I think your laptop needs a new hard drive...I suggest you come back here tomorrow and we can install one again, or better yet why not come to my house and I can show you my computers.”

“That sounds like a great plan. Maybe you can show me around.”

“I have a room that I need to show you.”

“Is it full of computers?”

“You can say that. It’s got some big screen TVs and it’s full of electronic gadgets and gizmos.”

“I would love to see that.”

The End