Date: Sun, 26 Jun 2016 15:25:01 +0000 (UTC) From: U.C. Peters Subject: ryan series, part 3 The next fewmonths were bittersweet. Sweet becauseof the time spent with Ryan and Jonathan. Bitter because of my fucking slut of a wife. I was suspecting something was going on forquite some time. She was supposedlyworking double shifts alot, but either didn't want to show it or couldn't showit. I decided toinstall some hidden cameras to see if I couldn't find something that would helpme figure out what was going on. Ithought it might take a few weeks to find evidence that would support myfeelings about how things were going. I was wrong,wrong only because it only took a day to confirm my doubts. After she went to work the next day, I wentto our bedroom, got on my computer and hit the replay (the camera was setup torun either live or recording the action after being motion activated). As I watchthe recording, I saw her come into the living room, carrying a drink andlaughing. She turns and starts tochat with the individual who was following her. It was her fucking boss. Theyfell into each others arms and kissed as they held their drinks Puttingtheir drinks on the coffee table, they started to undress each other. Once they were undressed, my wife knelt downand sucked the guy's enormous cock. Shewas actually deep throating the thing. He then picked her up, throw her on the couch and ate out herpussy. She was scrumming like aworm. After he had her juices flowing,he drove his cock into her and fucked her senseless.I had seenenough. I saved the video to disc andmade several copies. I waited in a stew until Ryan and Jonathan got back fromtheir running around the neighborhood. Icalled them up to the master bedroom. "Hey, Ry, Igot something to show you," I said as I put the disc into the DVD reader. The videostarted to play. Ryan's mouth just abouthit the floor. "Thatfucking cunt," Ryan cursed, "How could she fucking do that do you?" "Don't askme," I replied, "All I know is the bitch will get what's coming to her." Now, don't think that I'm a violent type,because I'm not, but I did have a plan. Jonathan hadspent the night that night, so I told the boys they needed to hit the sack thatI had alot of thinking to do. Normally,there's alot of activity happening in Ryan's room at night, but I think thateveryone was alittle subdued due to the video. The boyswere still in bed when the bitch got home. I don't know if they were sleeping, but if they weren't, I figured theyknew enough to stay in Ryan's room because all hell was about to break loose. She cameinto our room. She was surprised to seeme sitting at my computer. Normally, I'mnowhere near my computer when she goes to bed. I summons her to the computer and started the video. The color drained from her face as shewatched herself getting fucked by her boss. "What thefuck is going on here, Amanda?" Iasked. That's all it took. We started screaming at each other. As we hollered at one another, she got asuitcase from the closet and started to throw things into it. "That's right, you fucking bitch. You're outof here, but not until you do one thing." "I'm notdoing one fucking thing for you, asshole. I want a divorce." "Oh, yes,you are," I said as I tried to collect my thoughts. I opened up my middle desk draw and pulledout a stack of papers. "Before you getyour fucking divorce, you're going to sign these." "I'm notsigning anything." "Yes, youare. If you don't copies of this videoare going out, mass mail." "Youwouldn't." "I would." "That'sblackmail." "You got it,sweetheart," I said with my best Humphrey Bogart impression. "What am Isigning? she asked. "This is anadoption application for Ryan." "If we'regetting a divorce, we can't adopt Ryan.""You'reright, that's why the divorce isn't going to happen until after the adoption isfinal." "How do youpropose to do that?" "Easy, ifyou don't sign and if the adoption doesn't go through, the DVDs go out and youdon't get your divorce. We've alreadybeen finger printed, passed our background checks and all the other thingsnecessary for the adoption when we did it to become foster parent, so we won'thave to do all that again. Ryan came tous as a troubled teenager and they're wanting to get him out of the system." A few monthspassed and we were called into court for the finalization of the adoption. Amanda was there with bells on. She wasn't about to blow it. She wanted her divorce. The judgesend the papers and now, Ryan was "ours". We left the court room and went into the parking lot. Amanda met me at my car with her divorcepapers. I read them over carefully, andagreed with everything that was in the papers. I signed them. We were rid of herpermanently. Ryan,Jonathan and I hopped into my vehicle and headed for a celebratory dinner. "We havingpizza, Dad." "No, Son,pizza isn't good enough for this celebration. We're having steak." I headed thecar in the direction of the best steakhouse in town. After ourmeal, we headed home for more celebration. We headed to the master bedroom, stripping off our clothes as wewent. The boys beat me to the bed. As I climbed onto the bed, the boys pulled mebetween them.The past fewmonths had been kind to Jonathan. He hadfinally caught up with Ryan. Both boys sported 5 inch cocks and I'm sure they would grow another inchor two before the end of puberty. Bothwere as hard as rocks, as were I. As the twosurrounded me with their bodies, they kissed me all over, from head totoe. What a great feeling it was to bethe center of attention of two gorgeous boys. After showering me with kisses, the two drew their attention to my groinarea. One tookcharge of sucking on my cock and the other started to suck and lick my balls.It felt so good. Then they flipped my over,spread my legs apart and Jonathan began to give me the tonguing of mylife. He made me moan and groan withpleasure. Jonathangrabbed the lube off of the end table, lubed his cock and then my ass. I knew what was coming next. Ryan held my cheeks open and Jonathan madethe plunge. With one swoop, his cockdisappeared inside my hole, a far cry from the first time he tried to fuck meand barely getting the tip of his tiny cock inside just the beginning of myhole. This time hemeant business. His cock was like apiston, as he drilled my hole. Ryan wasenjoying the show. Not only was heenjoying his best friend fucking his dad, but he knew he was next. Jonathanconvulsed shooting his teenage man juice into my ass. After he was totally spent, he fell onto myback, kissing my neck. Ryan joined himand their lips met. I just laid there asthe two of them kissed. Jonathancrawled off being replaced by Ryan. Ryanfucked me doggie style for awhile, but he got off of me, flipped me over andproceeded to fuck me with my legs spread over my head. He fucked me gently for awhile and thenfucked me hard. Soon his load joinedthat of Jonathan, buried deep in my ass. Both boysspent, they crawled up to me, one on either side of me. All three of us kissed as our tongues had a3way. "You knowboys, turn about is fair play and I'd be fucking the 2 of you right about now,but I'm tired so that's going to have to wait on the return favor," I said, slightly out of breath, "I'mnot as young as I use to be." We alllaughed. I gave eachboy another kiss and asked Ryan to turn out the light. We all settled in for the night. If you likethe story thus far, let me know, ucpeters467@yahoo.com.