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Part 3: Bed And Breakfast

Copyright 2006 by Mika Jael

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Aldo laid Bill down on the bed, gently placing his head on the pillows at top. Then he climbed into bed with him, straddling Bill's upturned body with his arms. Bill felt dominated by the alligator's imposing presence, his toothy maw hovering just above his face. They kissed again, lingering now over the sensation. As their mouths parted, Bill groaned as his pulsating hardness ached to be stimulated again.

"Trust me?" Aldo inquired from his superior position. Bill quickly nodded his consent.

Aldo smiled somewhat wickedly, and then he carefully slid his body down to Bill's webbed feet. Bill cocked his head up to see what was happening, and he was shocked to see Aldo stretching his jaws wide open. Bill felt a little wave of panic as Aldo reached up and held him securely, pinning his wings to his sides. Aldo angled the duck's body up slightly, and then began to steadily slide his mouth over Bill's entire lower body. Bill's webbed feet were a little wide, but Aldo managed to engulf them without any discomfort. The gator blew heavily through his flaring nostrils as his snout slid further and further up the duck's body, until he halted at Bill's shoulders. Bill felt pinpricks of teeth all over his tiny body as he lay on Aldo's giant tongue.

Then, the great tongue came to life. It wriggled up from behind Bill's back and slid right between his legs. It laid flat on his chest a second then slithered its way down to his groin. Bill's breathing became ragged as it ran over his straining prick again and again. That fantastic tongue seemed to be everywhere at once: it curled around his foot, stabbed his asshole, rubbed his belly, slid behind his knees, swatted his butt, but mostly it lapped, teased, tickled, and pulled on Bill's rigid peter. Through his haze of incessant stimulation, Bill was only vaguely aware of Aldo's paws tenderly caressing his face and bill.

Suddenly, Bill squawked aloud as he spat his release deep into Aldo's gullet. Aldo continued to tongue massage Bill's prick a while as Bill convulsed in his muzzle. Finally Aldo stopped, carefully lifted Bill out of his mouth, and returned the duck's exhausted body to the head of the bed. Bill stared glassy-eyed up at the ceiling, a silly grin on his face.

Aldo appeared his vision with a concerned look. "Are you okay, Bill?" he said, "I tried not to hurt you..."

Bill's head was still in the clouds as he languorously said, "that was... very... exotic." Then he looked over at the gator and told him, "I'm fine Aldo. Wow, that was fantastic! You were extremely careful with me; thank you."

Bill then realized he was absolutely soaked in the alligator's saliva. "I guess it was pretty messy though," Bill said as he stood up on the bed, holding his wings out apart from his body. Aldo watched with restrained amusement as Bill tried shaking himself dry. It wasn't working all that well for Bill, but Aldo thought he looked mighty cute trying.

Bill gave up his efforts with a final twitch of his tail feathers. He looked back at his friend and was delighted to discover that Aldo had mostly regained his erection. It wasn't as rock hard as before, just pleasingly plump. Bill quickly grabbed it with his damp wing and pumped it a few times; Aldo squinted and quietly whimpered as he felt his arousal rise.

"Now it's my turn, big guy," Bill said rather forcefully. "Lie down on your back for me." Aldo did so, lying diagonally on the bed so his head and feet both remained on the mattress. Bill climbed on top of him, then turned himself around and laid face down, putting his feathered rump right in Aldo's face as Bill faced Aldo's stiffening dick. The duck immediately started sucking on it, bobbing his head over the knob in a series of quick jerks. He wings sought out and found Aldo's sac, gently caressing it. As Bill settled into a rhythm, he felt the gator rumbling beneath him as Aldo groaned deeply. Bill's jaw started to ache somewhat around the rigid pole, but he soldiered on trying to take it as quickly and as deeply as he could. Then he was surprised to feel Aldo's tremendous tongue slathering over his ass, then forcing its way into his anus. Aldo's paws slid under the duck; one splayed paw lifted his pelvis while the other found Bill's hard-on and sharply milked it like a cow's teat. Bill himself began moaning around the fat cock, then he redoubled his efforts in pleasuring it.

They continued for some time, arousal coursing between and through their bodies in an amorous circuit. Both duck and gator worked as hard as they could to get the other off; Aldo frantically yanked on Bill's prick while Bill mashed his tongue on the sensitive folds underneath Aldo's crown. Eventually however they both reached their limit. Aldo arched his back and howled as his hot jism shot down the duck's throat, and Bill shouted his own pleasure as he squirted his spunk onto the alligator's belly. Aldo picked Bill up and brought his beak to his own snout for a lusciously intimate kiss. Then Aldo laid down on his side and cuddled with Bill cradled in his arms, like a child snuggling with their favorite doll. Bill was supremely exhausted but blissfully happy. Aldo held him close and whispered sweet nothings in his ear hole as Bill swiftly drifted off to sleep.

**

The next morning around 10am, Bill groggily awoke to the smell of grilled fish. In the bright sunlight shining through his bedroom window he could see he was alone in the room. Slowly he realized that Aldo was probably making breakfast for them, which was a very pleasant surprise. Aldo had rarely applied his cooking skills for Bill, but when he did it was always a treat.

Bill waddled into the kitchen to find Aldo working away at the stove with spatula in paw. As Aldo turned Bill saw the gator was wearing one of his floor length aprons; on Aldo however it looked more like a bib. The white apron had the words "HOT STUFF" printed on it in red.

"Good morning, hot stuff," said Aldo pleasantly, "how'd you sleep?"

Bill gave a weak smile. "Slept like a log," he replied as he went over to stand by Aldo to see exactly what he was cooking. Aldo leaned over and gently kissed the top of Bill's head. Bill looked up at Aldo and grinned, but his hunger drew his eyes back to the range.

Aldo was grilling a couple dishes on the stove. One was a large pan of breaded fish filets for them to share, and the other was some kind of night crawler and snail dish.

"Looks wonderful," said Bill, "but I thought you didn't like night crawlers."

"I don't. They're disgusting!" Aldo exclaimed. "But I know you like 'em." Bill shot him a skeptical look.

"Hey," Aldo said, "just because I don't like duck food doesn't mean I can't cook it! Go sit down at the table; there's some juice over there."

Bill went to take a seat. He found that the table was set for three for some reason.

"Oh yeah," said Aldo turning slightly from the stove, "I called a friend and invited him over to have breakfast with us. I hope you don't mind..."

In reality, Bill felt somewhat annoyed. After last night it was clear that he and Aldo were more than just friends. He really wanted to have a heart-to-heart with him to work through their feelings and decide where their relationship should go. Bill's temper flared briefly; Aldo really should have asked him before inviting over a stranger.

Aldo studied Bill's face, and he didn't like what he saw. He spoke quickly, "Look Bill, I--"

They were interrupted by a knock on the front door. Bill sighed and decided maybe he was overreacting. There was time enough to have a talk with Aldo after his guest left. "It's okay," Bill said, "I just really wanted to talk with you--in private."

"Don't worry," said Aldo, "I'm not going anywhere." Bill felt pleasantly comforted by that thought, and hurried to answer the door.

Bill opened the door for their guest. The duck standing in his doorway looked familiar, and as he recognized him Bill's jaw dropped. "Dominique?!" he said with disbelief.

"Hey Bill, thanks for having me," said Dom as he walked past Bill into the kitchen. Bill looked stunned as he continued to hold the door open, but after a while he slowly closed it. His mind raced as he tried to figure out what this meant--that Dom and Aldo knew each other!

"Let's all sit down," Aldo shouted from the kitchen, "the food's ready. Bill, I promise I'll explain everything." Bill dazedly went to the table and took a seat; Dom took a seat to Bill's left. Aldo came in carrying three steaming plates of food; he placed one in front of each of the ducks, then sat his own down on Bill's right. Aldo then removed his apron and took his seat.

Bill stared at his plate trying to recover. He was hesitant, but the meal in front of him looked too tempting to leave for very long. Bill began to eat, and Dom and Aldo followed his lead.

They made quick work of their respective meals; Bill in particular felt like one stuffed duck. If he hadn't just woken up, he'd probably be ready for a nap.

Aldo wiped his mouth with his napkin, then he leaned in towards Bill. "Listen," he began, "I met Dom several months ago, and we've become pretty good friends. In fact, Dom helped me realize something about myself I never really knew."

Aldo paused. He realized he was tightly gripping the table with both paws. He made eye contact with Dom, who nodded back. Finally Aldo said, "I'm gay. I always have been."

Bill felt a little shocked, though even now as he gave the idea some thought it made perfect sense.

Dom slyly looked over and chimed in, "I'm gay too, but I knew that already."

Aldo ignored Dom and continued: "But the thing of it is Bill, if it wasn't for you I don't know if I ever would have figured that out."

Bill's first thought was, "Does that mean I was Aldo's first crush?" His heart pounded a couple of times as he asked aloud, "Why's that?"

"If you hadn't befriended me the first time we met, I don't see how I ever would have changed my mind about ducks. So I never would have met Dom. And without his help and guidance, I..."

Dom interjected, "Oh, I don't know about that. You are one sexy gator Aldo; I'm sure if I wasn't around to help you out, some other lucky guy would."

Aldo smiled and thanked Dom, then he continued to tell Bill, "So after I came to terms with my sexuality, I started thinking about...you know...sexual things. With you. Things like what happened last night."

Bill blushed a bit as Aldo went on: "I was so afraid though that I'd scare you away. I mean, everyone knows you're kind of sweet on Bev..."

"Hey!" Bill interjected.

Aldo shook his head and said, "What I mean is, I didn't know if you liked guys in general, or me in particular. Sexually, I mean."

"So," Bill said as he followed his line of reasoning, "you and Dom set me up. You had Dom take me to that tunnel to see you there naked."

"Well," said Aldo delicately, "I don't know if 'set up' is the right way to put it, but yes--we agreed to have Dom take you to the Steam Tunnels to see me. When we talked it over we thought this was one way we could root out your...tendencies. We figured you would at least..."

Aldo's voice trailed off as his head drooped. He stared at the floor as he said, "Aw Bill, I feel terrible. I'm sorry for deceiving you. I was just...afraid." Aldo looked up to meet Bill's eyes and said, "I never meant to hurt you. Like I said before, your friendship means a lot to me too."

Bill quickly nodded and said, "I know; you've given up a lot just so we can be friends."

Aldo gazed pleadingly at Bill with moist eyes and tried to swallow the lump in his throat. The gator asked softly, "Can you forgive me?"

Bill thought for a bit then told Aldo, "Well, I guess it was kind of sneaky, but I can't be too angry. I'm glad we found this about each other."

Bill's heart swelled as he finally said, "I forgive you, Aldo."

Aldo's chair scraped loudly against the floor as he immediately stood up, swept Bill up into his arms, and hugged him tightly to his chest. Aldo cried tears of joy, and Bill started laughing and weeping simultaneously himself. They continued to hold their embrace as long as they possibly could.

Aldo eventually stopped squeezing the duck and returned him to a standing position. The gator still sniffled a bit as he admired Bill.

"Well," said Dom, "I'm glad we got _that_ out of the way!"

Bill smiled politely. Just then a question crossed his mind: "so, how did you and Aldo meet anyway?"

Dom and Aldo simultaneously glanced at each other sideways, as if each was waiting for the other to speak. Finally Aldo said, "Well, that's another story. I'll tell you some other time." Bill was still reeling a bit from the morning's revelations, so he let it pass.

Dom glanced at his wrist and said, "Well, I've got to get going. Thanks again for breakfast you guys. I'm really very happy for you both." Aldo collected the dirty dishes and took them to the sink while Bill walked Dom to the front door.

Just before he exited, Dom turned around and leaned in to whisper in Bill's ear hole, "Hey, if you ever need any tips about anal play, let me now. Stretching is the key. And lots of lube." Bill gave him a dubious look and whispered weakly back, "Okay, will do." Dom then went on his way.

Bill shut the door and went to the kitchen to find Aldo washing the dishes in the sink. Bill felt like he needed to freshen up.

"I'm just gonna go hop in the shower," he said. Aldo quickly shut off the running water and turned from the sink.

"Uhh, you need any help with that?" Aldo said playfully. He smiled his toothy grin at the duck as his tail quivered.

Bill smiled too, but he crossed his wings as he mockingly scolded: "I don't know Aldo; I wouldn't want to reward you for your chicanery."

"Aw c'mon, let me make it up to you," Aldo said.

Bill found that his eyes were being drawn to Aldo's groin. From where he stood, he could just see the tip of Aldo's boner beginning to emerge. The sight of it made Bill feel weak.

"Okay, let's go," he sighed in a dramatic show of resignation.

Aldo grinned from ear to ear as he abandoned the dishes and walked rapidly towards Bill. When Aldo reached him, he tucked the duck under his own arm in stride, hurried into the bathroom, and slammed the door shut behind them.

(end of part 3)

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