Cross My Heart. AM Hartnett

       Chapter Four

      Evie’s email came while he was having lunch in the cafeteria. He didn’t even need to read it to know it was bad news. Evie might have an adventurous streak, but when it came to owning up to something she was a complete chicken about it. Good or bad, she broke her bigger news via email.

      Ryan had just bitten into an apple when he pulled up his email app and read the subject line: Don’t be mad.

      Tapping the screen with his pinkie as sticky juice ran down his arm, Ryan wondered what major ordeal she was facing now. The likely transgression was that she’d broken something of his, or she wasn’t paying attention and accidentally watered his fern with black coffee. Whatever it was would make him chuckle and give him something to relentlessly tease her with for a while.

      Then he read the email. He set his phone aside and thumped his head on the tabletop.

      After a moment he rose and swept the remains of his lunch on to his tray, tossed it and went to stand in the coffee line. He ordered himself his usual and headed for the stairwell leading up to his floor, but he didn’t go up. He leaned against the concrete wall and read through Evie’s email.

       Don’t be mad but I did something.

       I signed up for one of those paid websites and I got a few responses that are worthwhile. There’s this one guy (David) I want you to look at that’s messaged me twice. I haven’t responded yet. Login with the same info as the other site.

       P.S. Don’t be mad. See you tonight.

      ‘Jesus, Evie.’

      He checked his watch, and with fifteen minutes to go before he had to be back on the floor he sat down on the step and opened the app store. Just a few minutes later he had logged into the account Evie had created.

      He looked at the profile in which David identified himself as an actively bisexual man looking for a couple into mild kink. He read David’s initial message reiterating this, including a picture of himself barely covered by bathwater, and asking Evie to send a similar picture of herself and her boyfriend if she was interested.

      He looked at the other photos David had posted. He was a fit young man with a body-type like his and a sexy smirk. He turned the volume of his phone all the way down and played three videos: one of David jerking off, another of him fucking a woman from behind while she sucked another man, and a video in which he went deep into a man’s ass.

      Ryan replayed the last video and his cock stirred. It wasn’t just the act of penetration that aroused him, it was the way David’s fingers dug into the other man’s cheeks, turning the skin white around fingertips, and the muscles in the man’s back shuddering as David thrust forward.

      It was like the video had been plucked out of his own fantasies. He’d got off a few times on something like this, arching his back as he stroked his cock and imagined being pushed and pulled over another man’s cock.

      It was rare these days that his hunger was his alone. The idea of going to bed with another man was so wrapped up in Evie’s presence now that he could hardly separate the two, but as he played the video again he pictured himself in such a supplicating pose, gripping the bedding as this man, this David, pounded him.

      Before his erection became too prominent and he was forced to make an impromptu trip to the washroom to relieve himself, Ryan put his phone to sleep and walked to his floor. Not until his next break did he touch it again, sending Evie a text instead of replying to her email.

       Not mad. Will message him after work. Don’t be too late.

      He was halfway home a couple of hours later when he got her reply of XOX.

      Once he showered, he went into the bedroom with his computer and brought up David’s profile again. He didn’t hit reply, but went back to the video. He grabbed the first bottle of lube he could find in the nightstand, the green apple stuff Evie loved, and jerked off hard and fast to the rhythm of David’s hips.

      He placed his other hand over the first and his cock throbbed as he imagined David behind him, cock hard and pressed against his back, guiding Ryan’s hand as he said things that Evie was usually the recipient of.

       You want me inside you? Come for me first. Come all over my hand and I’ll give you exactly what you’re begging for.

      His cock jerked and euphoria flooded him as he erupted over his hand. He lapsed back, so sapped of energy that he couldn’t keep his eyes open even as his whole body still gave off throb after delicious throb.

      Just ten minutes later he woke with a jerk, then looked down at the mess he’d left on himself. Moving the laptop and the sheets with two fingers, he managed to get out of bed without making it worse and hopped into the shower.

      ‘Evie and her big ideas,’ he muttered as he scrubbed his hair clean, then chuckled. If this worked out, he’d never see the end of that smug twist of her lips.

      When he’d patted himself dry he returned to the bed, naked. He opened the webcam software and aimed the laptop so the screen captured his damp body from his hips to his chin, then set the timer.

      As soon as he had a good shot, he hit reply and attached the photo to his message.

       Nice videos. Here’s a picture of me. More to come after we chat for a bit.

      By the time he’d dressed and made himself a cup of tea and a sandwich to hold himself over until Evie’s return, David had replied.

       Nice, though I would have liked to see what’s below the waist. Don’t tell me your girl is shy – if there is a girl. There are a lot of men looking for straight men who use couples pictures. If it is her, you’re a lucky man. I’d like to see you both.

      Ryan liked the man’s suspicion and liked that he was upfront from the get-go.

       I’ve got pictures, but, like I said, it’s her call.

      They exchanged messages for an hour, talking likes and dislikes. Ryan was upfront with David as he had been with REDWOLF77. He and Evie were up for just about anything, but it was up to Evie to lead or decide to pass the torch of power. She had submissive tendencies and Ryan was a switch. They were willing to push limits with the B&D, but the S&M would be limited to milder forms.

      And Ryan was upfront about his limited experience with men.

       Mostly experimental stuff. I had a few experiences with pegging – not with my girl. Other women.

       Big?

       Average.

       Good, because I’m average.

      Ryan felt comfortable after he signed off, and when Evie poked her head in with a contrite look he laughed and held out his arm.

      ‘Come on over here.’

      She dropped her messenger bag at the door and crossed the room to tuck into the crook of his arm.

      ‘I know you said you’re not mad, but –’

      ‘I’m really not mad. I messaged him. He