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Lexter stood with the other workers on a Friday night at 'The Den', dressed in his tight stretchy shorts, money pouch tied about his waist and black mesh shirt, waiting for his first night of work to begin.

Over the past few days, Lexter learned how to work at 'The Den'. Lenny taught Lexter how to enter orders into the drink machine. He taught Lexter about the different drinks served by the bar, and showed him what areas he was responsible for cleaning and maintaining. Cowboy taught Lexter the rules and regulations about serving drinks, and how to carry drinks to the table. Lexter learned everything and worked hard on mastering all tasks.

Lexter notified 'The Coffee Chop' that he would be leaving and gave two weeks' notice. The manager shook his paw and congratulated him. Since the diner and the nightclub ran on different hours, Lexter figured that he could work both jobs without conflict.

Lexter told Barry that he got the waiter job. Barry congratulated him with a long (maybe a bit too long) badger hug. Lexter thanked Barry for the assistance. Barry's father contacted Lexter and told him that once he got a down payment together, notify him and they would get the graphics computer together. Lexter thanked him.

Lexter met his co-workers. As it turned out, everyone who worked at the nightclub was gay except for the bouncer. The other waiters joked around by promising not to look down on him for his strange and lewd behavior. Lexter stuck his tongue out at the others, and they accepted him as one of their own.

Cowboy mandated that Lexter wear the stretchy shorts and a black mesh tank top on his first day. As Lexter looked at the other waiters, he noticed that everyone else except the rabbit dressed in jeans and a black mesh tank top, along with the money pouch, which made him feel very uncomfortable. Lexter adjusted the shorts the best he could as he felt that every muscle, bump and bulge was on visible display. He worked hard to swallow his discomfort.

Lexter checked out the other waiters and the doorman. They were a variety of furs, but all had that common trait of being good looking and in shape. All of them looked to be in their twenties. One of the waiters and the hyena doorman both were large sized and fit, and the others were more sleek muscular. Lexter noticed the white furred rabbit most prominently. He stood at 167 cm tall, and sported a very muscular physique of 83 kgs. He had very nice shapely muscled legs, bulging strong arms, and a shapely ass that showed very well through the stretchy shorts. But the most prominent feature was his raw beauty. He radiated beauty and innocence that Lexter felt he could fall into. If I was gay, I'd totally fall for him, he thought to himself.

Cowboy approached the group dressed in his usual tight jeans and cowboy hat, holding a clipboard and pen. "Kay now," he said with his western drawl. He scratched his belly as he read from the clipboard. "...we're gonna open up soon and we've got a busy night, so everyone be on their top game, Kay?" Everyone in the group nodded. "OK, let's go over the agenda."

He tapped an item on the clipboard then looked up at a tall fox. "Now Ted..." The tall fox, dressed in dress jeans and a t-shirt with the pattern of a tuxedo on it, smiled back. "...we got 'The Chub Beauty Contest' tonight, so make sure you MC it good, and give 'em what the crowd want: A fun night. Got it?" The tall fox smiled and nodded. Cowboy checked off that item.

Cowboy faced the bounder. "Bully..." The pitbull looked like the proverbial junk yard dog, with a piercing gaze and a heavy set frame. He had a long scar on his face, and looked like he could scare anybody just with a glance. His presence portrayed someone you did not want to mess with. "...remember what happened at that last contest, so stay sharp and keep the place safe. As usual, if a fight break out and you need backup, call fer me."

The pitbull said in a deep and unrefined voice "Yeah, no prob, Cowboy." He folded his strong muscled arms across his chest, giving a very intimidating presence.

Cowboy checked off more items. "Now, since Henry is sick tonight, I'll be behind the bar helping out Lenny. So if anyone needs anything, talk to Lenny or me. Ya know where we are."

Cowboy faced the group of waiters. "Now Rizzy, ya got the front end." A feline waiter nodded at that. "Piko and Rally, you both got the mid-section." An otter and dingo nodded as their names were called out. "And Varnas is in the pit." A doberman nodded. Cowboy pointed to the sections of the bar he rattled off. "And Peter, you cover the far end, and take Lexter with ya so he can get his sea-legs." The last part he said to the rabbit.

Peter put his balled up paws on his hips, cocked his hips to the side and rebutted back at Cowboy with a cocky attitude "Why do I have to baby sit the pup?"

Cowboy said in a dangerous growling voice, slowly rising in volume "Because I said so, I'm yer boss, and it's your turn!" He glared at the indignant rabbit.

Having no intention of backing down, Peter shifted his hips to the other side, striking a slightly ridiculous but rebellious pose. "But, that means my tips will suck, and..."

Cowboy yelled back "Jus' do it!" He broke his pen with one paw. The rabbit opened his mouth to retort and Cowboy cut him off. "End of discussion!"

Peter slouched down and didn't say a word back. He cast his eyes down to the ground in submission.

Cowboy continued to speak. "Got it?!? Good!" He threw the pen at the ground in anger. He turned to Lexter and yelled out "Lexter!" Lexter straightened his posture and faced Cowboy with fear. "Do as Peter says and don't fuck up!"

Lexter glanced at Peter. Peter continued to sulk, with his attention drawn to the ground. Lexter faced Cowboy again and nodded with his eyes wide, without saying a word.

Cowboy continued in a milder tone of voice. "I trained ya, you know what to do! Don't make me look stupid!" he said as he pointed at him.

Lexter continued to silently nod his head.

Cowboy breathed hard as he forced himself to calm down. He turned to Lenny and asked "Now Lenny, I know I don't need to ask, but is the bar all stocked?"

The tall polar bear nodded and pointed a thumb to the bar behind him. "Yes Cowboy. It is fully stocked, and I filled up the reserve refrigerator with beer."

Cowboy nodded with a smile. "Good, good." He faced a smiling and handsome hyena. "All right Randy, let 'em in!"

The hyena smiled back. "You got it Cowboy!" he said, and with a flamboyant twirl he sashayed to the door.

All the waiters dispersed to their sections. Peter pivoted and walked at a brisk pace to the far end. He waved a paw for Lexter to follow. "C'mon dog!" he said in a sharp voice.

Lexter walked toward the far end behind Peter. Lexter remembered that the other workers called the far end 'Cub Central', since that was where the younger crowd tended to hang out. 'The Pit' was where the tougher elements stayed, and everywhere else was a mixed crowd. He marveled at the social structure in the nightclub as he followed Peter.

Peter reached the Far End, turned and faced the door as he blew out air in frustration.

Lexter reached Peter's position and positioned himself next to him. He held out his paw with a smile. "Hi Peter, I'm Lexter."

Peter continued to stare straight forward. "Yeah dog, whatever." He didn't shake the paw.

Lexter slowly lowered his paw. He focused his attention on checking his money pouch and adjusting his shorts.

After a moment Peter spoke out. "Look Lex, don't get me wrong. You need training and all, but I gotta make some money tonight... every night... and I don't need you to bog me down."

Lexter nodded. "Right. I'll learn fast, and then I'll be out of your fur in no time." He moved his money pouch about. "But Cowboy trained me well. I'll be fine."

Peter stretched his arms above his head and said "Yeah, yeah, that's what all the straights say before they crash and burn." The two of them watched as the first customers entered the bar.

Lexter nodded as he pulled up the top of his shorts. He glanced at Peter. "Straights? You mean heterosexuals?"

Peter gave Lexter an annoyed side glance. "You're not much of a gay bar hopper, are you?" Lexter shook his head as Peter continued to speak. "Or any kind of a bar hopper?"

Lexter shrugged. "I go out to dance once in a while. I've been to a few dance places." Peter continued to glare at him as Lexter continued "...well... I can't bar hop that much... I'm in college."

Peter shifted his weight from one foot to another. In an annoyed voice he said "Oh fur, you're a college puke?" He crossed his arms and watched the customers enter.

Lexter winced from the insult. He just wanted to finish his training and get to work. "That's right, I'm in college. What's wrong with that?" He readjusted the black mesh shirt.

Peter turned to Lexter and said to him with a finger poking him in the chest "Look dog! Some of us aren't doing this for fun or just for extra cash!" He rubbed his eyes with his balled up paws, and spoke in a mocking voice to Lexter's face. "Boo hoo! I don't got enough dough to get loaded while I fuck off in college! Oh boo hoo!" He pointed a finger to his chest and said in a serious voice "I'm doing this to pay rent, dog!"

Lexter stepped back as Peter taunted him. What the fur is his problem, he asked himself. "OK, OK, I get it. You work for a living." He faced the front door as a few customers walked toward the far end. "I work for a living too, you know. I need to buy something."

Peter blew out air and brushed his ears down. "Yeah, whatever. So what are you getting that you have to fuck up my life? A kegger for your next party?"

Lexter gave an annoyed glance at Peter. "No. I need a graphics computer."

Peter abruptly turned to Lexter and yelled "A computer?!? You're fucking up my life just to get a computer?" He turned back to the front door, folded his arms and stomped his foot in frustration. "Oh fur!"

Lenter turned the Peter and rebutted. "Yes, a computer. I need it for school work. What's wrong with that?"

Peter fumed at Lexter. "Well some of us have rent to pay, and..." His voice went down in volume, and took on a more somber tone as he turned away. "...take care of a sick boyfriend at home. My Harold is home with pneumonia, and I'm trying to bust my tail to earn money. He's supposed to be the main income earner, not me. I really need tips." He turned back on Lexter and abruptly said "And I don't need you to fuck up my night, got it?"

Lexter stepped back with his paws up. "OK, OK, I won't fuck up."

Peter relaxed and faced the clients coming in. "Good." Three young furs walked toward their area. "Now, do what I tell you."

Lexter nodded as he stood up straight. "I will."

Peter spoke again. "And, we'll switch between taking orders and serving drinks, with each table."

Lexter nodded again. "No problem."

The three young furs sat at a table and waved for the waiters to come over.

Peter nodded and said "Now watch and learn." He walked toward the table with a smile on his face and a sexy walk slightly shaking his ass side to side. Lexter followed Peter, walking a bit stiffly. He flexed his chest muscles as he noticed Peter using his sexy assets. Come on, I'm a dancer, he said to himself. I'm a natural at movement. He forced himself to relax, and relayed that to his movements.

Peter and Lexter approached the table and Peter spoke in a flirtatious and friendly voice "Hey guys, what's up?"

The three male furs at the table, a large sized lion, a large sized tiger and a thinner cheetah, smiled at Peter. The lion answered. "Hey, it's our favorite waiter, with the nice ass." He glanced down to check out Peter's ass. "So, when are ya gonna shake your ass for us again?"

Peter gave a brief ass shake before he spoke. "Thanks guys. In three weeks, at the next male review. So, are you checking out the contest tonight?"

Lexter watched the interaction of Peter with the others. He observed how smoothly Peter worked the customers. Damn, he is good, he thought to himself.

The cheetah nodded. "Yeah, checking out all the hotties in the contest." He leaned into Peter and smiled. "Maybe even score on one of em, eh?"

The tiger noticed Lexter and smiled. "All right now. Who's the tall drink of canine?" He looked up and down Lexter's body, his eyes lingering on key body parts.

Lexter grinned and said "Hi." He tried to hide his nervousness.

Peter pointed a thumb to Lexter. "That's Lexter. He starts tonight, and I'm training him, so treat him right guys." He whipped out his ordering pad and a pen. "Can I get you drinks?"

Lexter watched as the felines gave their orders and flirted with each other and Peter. He watched as Peter took it all in as second nature. Of course, Lexter wasn't inept with being social, so he thought it would be a breeze with him to interact. He spoke up. "Hey guys... uh... my roommate likes to call me 'curly tail' because... of my curly tail... heh heh..." The statement fell flat on the trio.

After Peter wrote down the drinks, he turned to leave. The lion reached out and pawed Peter's tail. "Hmmm... rabbit tail..." he said in a sexy voice. Peter walked off without a sign of discomfort.

Lexter's eyes went wide out of surprise. He turned to leave when he felt a paw on his tail to stroke it. "Hmmm... husky tail..." the same voice said. Lexter bolted around and put both paws on his tail as he looked at the snickering trio of felines. He forced a smile with his paws on his tail as he back stepped away from the group.

"Move it, dog!" Peter yelled out.

Lexter turned and trotted to catch up to Peter. Once he reached Peter he said "That... that lion just stroked my tail!"

Peter continued his brisk walk to the ordering machine. "Yeah? And?" He reached it and rapidly punched in the drink orders. "That's the way it works here. You pimp your tail for a good tip." He finished up, tucked the receipt into his pouch and turned to Lexter. "Why else would Cowboy have you wear these shorts? Comfort? I mean, we're the main draw for the gay furs, along with the chub furs here."

Lexter nodded as he thought it out. "I know... it just caught me off guard..."

Peter leaned in and said to Lexter in a serious tone "Get used to it."

Lexter nodded.

Cowboy rapidly served the drinks to the tray. Peter pointed to the tray and said "Pick it up and follow me." with that, he turned to the far end and walked off.

Lexter grabbed the tray and followed Peter back, holding the tray like Cowboy trained him. While he followed, he checked out Peter's ass as he walked. He noticed that Peter walked with a bit of a side to side swish that drew the eyes to it. It also helped that his white tail focused the eye to the right body part, contrasting to the black shorts. He looked at the well-developed leg muscles that ran up to his ass, making a very nice viewing package for a gay fur to examine. He does have a nice ass, Lexter thought to himself. From a heterosexual point of view, of course. He smiled at that thought.

Lexter and Peter reached the table right when another group of furs sat at another table and waved for the waiter. Lexter served the drinks while he kept his eyes averted from the snickering lion.

The three furs paid out their fees and tips, to which Peter collected and bundled with the receipt in his pouch. The lion forked out a nice tip and handed it to Lexter. "Sorry about that, hot stuff. Try not to mind my wandering paw."

After Lexter served the drinks, he took the tip. "Thanks, and don't worry. I'm OK." Peter already pivoted and began to walk to the next table. When Lexter turned to follow, he felt another paw grab and stroke his tail. "Niiiiice..." said the voice of the cheetah. Lexter spun around, grabbed his own tail and looked at them. He forced another smile and back away from the snickering group.

"Move it, husk!" said Peter from over his shoulder.

Lexter spun around and caught up to Peter to the other table. I've got a lot to get used to, he said to himself.

The next table featured a large sized male german sheppard who wore a t-shirt that said 'Mr. Chubby Fur Winner (hopefully)', a large sized female husky dressed in a sports bra and jeans, and a thinner male tiger dressed for dancing. Peter approached the table and said "Hey Melvil, I take it you're Captain Optimistic?" He smiled as he glanced at the t-shirt.

The german sheppard smiled at the rabbit. "You know it, Peter. I wanna win, so why beat around the bush?" He leaned his head into Peter's chest and hanged out his tongue with a sappy expression. "Root for me cutie?"

Peter laughed as he patted Melvil's head. "Anything for you, Melvil."

The female husky spent her time looking in her purse "Hold on... hold on... where's my money?"

The tiger spoke up. "Wow, who's the muscled new fur there?" He stood up to get a good look at Lexter.

Peter said to Lexter "Go ahead and take their order." He faced the group and said "He's the new waiter, and I'm training him."

Melvil sat up straight and took an adamant interest of Lexter. "Niiiice... very nice... yummy..." His tongue lolled out even farther.

Lexter approached the table, sported a friendly smile and said "May I get you any drinks?"

The husky looked up to speak. As she caught sight of Lexter, she let out a loud audible gasp and leaned back in her chair, very much surprised. "Wha..." She nervously averted her eyes back to her purse.

Melvil, the tiger and Peter glanced at the female husky. "Jamie? Jamie? Are you all right?" said Melvil to the husky.

Jamie barely nodded as she took an absolute interest in the contents of her purse. "Yes... I am... um... yeah..." she nervously muttered out.

Lexter looked at Jamie and wondered what was going on. What the fur, he asked himself. Why did she do that? He faced the female husky and said in a humorous voice "Oh come on, I'm not that ugly."

Everyone at the table and Peter laughed heartedly. Jamie nervously laughed but didn't look up.

The tiger and the german sheppard gave their drink order with a flirt and a wink, while the husky just gave her order without making eye contact. Lexter wrote down the order while he wondered about her.

Melvil asked Jamie "Jamie? What's wrong? Allergic to handsome doggies? Hmmmm?"

Jamie shook her head as she briefly made eye contact with Melvil. "No, nothing like that... he... uh... just reminds me of someone..."

Melvil looked at Lexter again and smiled with sex in his eyes. "He reminds me of someone too. He reminds me of my next boyfriend." He winked at Lexter.

Lexter jotted down the order and proceeded to leave the table. "OK, I'll be back." As he and Peter turned to leave the area, he saw Melvil out of the corner of his eye lean over to grab his tail. Lexter stepped back and turned to face him, with a smile still on his face. Melvil gave him a cutzy little wave and another wink.

"Move, dog!" said Peter as he walked to the bar. Lexter trotted off toward the bar.

Lexter pondered the husky's reaction. Why would she react to me like that, he wondered. He pushed it out of his mind as he pursued the fast footed rabbit to the bar.

Once Peter and Lexter reached the bar, Peter leaned next to the machine with anger and arms folded. "Put in the dam order, dog!" he yelled out.

Lexter gave Peter a brief glance of confusion before he punched in the order. "What now Peter? Why are you yelling at me?" he asked as he bagged the receipt.

Peter glanced away and then stood up straight and yelled Lexter. "Oh come on! Those three always grab my tail whenever I serve them, and they didn't this time! They love you!" He waved his paws about. "How am I supposed to compete with you wagging your straight tail in their faces?"

Lexter put the tray on the bar for Lenny to load drinks on. "Oh come on, I didn't ask for it. And besides, they're your friends, not mine." He said to Peter, a bit flustered by the bad attitude.

Peter sneered at Lexter. "Well Jamie seems to know you! And I need to make money on tips, and can't if you're stealing my furry friends away!"

Lexter wanted to yell back, but remembered what Peter said about his boyfriend. I guess he has it rougher than me, he thought. He forced himself to calm down, pulled out his tip and handed it to Peter. "I'm sorry. Here, take my tip."

Peter smacked Lexter's paw down, sending the money flying. "Don't look down on me, you bitch!!!"

From behind the bar Cowboy yelled "Peter! Cool it!"

Peter shut his eyes and worked on controlling his temper, while Lexter knelt down to retrieve the money. After a moment, he retrieved the tray of drinks and muttered "OK, OK, I'm sorry..." He headed back out to the far end.

As Lexter began to follow Peter, Cowboy spoke up. "Lexter. Don't worry about Peter. He's just havin' a rough time, with his boyfriend sick and all. I'll talk to him later."

Lexter shook his head at Cowboy. "No, don't do that. I'll handle it." Cowboy gave a friendly thumbs up, and Lexter trotted after Peter.

As Lexter walked, he moved his hips to the side as he saw another friendly paw reach out to grab his tail. I'm kind of getting the hang of working here, he thought to himself as he caught up to Peter.

Peter forced a smile to his face and walked with Lexter to the table. As he approached, he said "OK guys and gals, here's your drinks." He told them the cost, and the furs at the table dished out their payments and tips.

Lexter checked out the female husky as he collected the money. He noticed she had a bit of a plain face, and also had some muscle tone, as a seasoned athlete. He watched as she nervously looked around, briefly glanced at Lexter and then quickly averted her gaze elsewhere. What the fur?

Lexter also noticed Melvil smiling at him. Melvil licked his chops as he stared, giving a very specific meaning. Lexter hesitantly spoke up. "Well I'm... I'm not really..."

Peter sharply cut him off as he picked up the tray. "Lexter likes innies, not outies Melvil."

Melvil let out a loud whimper. "Oh come on, I can dream, hmmm?" He looked at Jamie. "Come on, Jamie, get him. He's your type." He made eye motions toward Lexter. "You're searching for a guy, so jump him."

Jamie held up her paw to Melvil as she sipped her drink. "Now Melvil... I'm just here to dance... and to root for you to win..." she nervously kept her eyes down to the table. "Nothing more..."

Lexter bundled the payment with his receipt in the pouch. He caught Peter's eye and motioned for them to move to a corner. Peter hardened his stare and nodded. The two of them walked to the dark corner.

Once they reached the corner, Peter turned to Lexter, shook his finger and said in a hushed angry voice "Don't you EVER do that to me again!"

Lexter held his paws up. "You're right, you're right. Please, I am really sorry."

Peter rubbed his eyes as he suppressed a sob. "I don't need anyone to feel sorry for me. It's just... sometimes... life is so... so fucken' hard..." He looked off to the side.

Lexter spoke. "Well, I know a bit of what you're going through."

Peter crossed his arms and stared at the floor. "Yeah... right..."

Lexter interjected. "No, really." He told Peter about how when he was 13 and his mother had her accident and he had to work for a year. "I've been there, Peter."

Peter glanced up at Lexter and shrugged. "Yeah... well.. whatever..." He wiped a tear from his eyes. "I guess you do... know what it's like..." Lexter nodded as Peter continued. "I just thought you were a college puke."

Lexter shook his head. "No, that would be my roommate." The two of them laughed at the joke.

A few more tables filled up in the far end. The customers waved for the waiters.

Lexter said to Peter "Let's get me trained, and I'll be out of your way. But I would like to call you friend. OK?"

Peter looked at Lexter and smiled. A bit of his radiant beauty shined through as his anger lessened. "Sure. Friend." He looked out to the tables. "It will be a busy night. I can use it." He glanced back at Lexter. "I'm sorry... I was so terse with you. I'll lighten up."

The two of them went to the next table and took drink orders.

Throughout the shift, Lexter and Peter waited tables and served drinks. Lexter got into the rhythm of taking orders and serving drinks. Whenever he approached the bar, he cashed out his receipts.

Lexter kept an eye on the female husky named Jamie. As far as he could tell, she was the only female in the nightclub. He watched her head to the dance floor several times with a number of furs. He watched her dance up a storm, with great moves and a very good sense of rhythm. Her dance ability sparked his interest, and he wanted to come down here on his day off and see if she would dance with him.

The continuous throng of sexual references, innuendos and direct flirts over the hours wore on Lexter's psyche. He listened to customers talk about the best way to grip a rabbit's ass while fucking, or how a naked husky would look on their cock. Lexter forced himself to go through his shift, but the constant sexual taunts and tail strokings grated on his nerves.

Lexter glanced at Peter and noticed that he still looked fresh and radiant as when he started. Oh fur, he thought. How does he do it? He's amazing. That thought went through his mind as another fur grabbed and stroked his tail. He gritted his teeth as he silently stepped away from the paw.

While walking to another table, Lexter felt a pair of furry arms wrap around his body from behind. Nearing his breaking point, he barred his teeth and drew his arm back to strike the unwelcomed hugger when he heard a familiar voice say "Curly tail!" Lexter forced himself to relax as Barry released him.

Peter smiled at Barry. Barry exclaimed with wild glee "Cutie hare!" and gave him a hug. Peter hugged back. The two released, with Barry draping his arm around Peter. Peter gave Barry a brief peck on the cheek.

Barry dressed in his usual comfortable jeans and t-shirt. He wore a number, indicating he was in the 'Chub Beauty Contest'.

Barry smiled at his roommate and Peter. "My roommate and my favorite rabbit working together? Coolness!" He beamed at the two.

Peter glanced at Barry and then at Lexter. "Barry's your roommate? I don't think he's a college puke."

Lexter tensed up at the slip of the tongue. Oh fur, he said to himself. What did I do?

Barry exclaimed in mock shock to Lexter "You told?" The three of them laughed, breaking the tension.

Peter said to Lexter "Barry is a bit of a fan of my... how do I say..."

Barry interrupted with an excited blurt "Dude, the first time I saw Peter, half of my money ended up between his buttcheeks!" With that he gave a playful pinch on Peter's ass, causing Peter to startle.

Lexter groaned at that visual. "Oh come on, I didn't need to hear that." He shut his eyes and covered his ears. "La-la-la-straight fur here!" Both Barry and Peter laughed at Lexter's discomfort.

The MC announced to the nightclub that the contest would start soon, and that the contestants should report to the dressing room.

Barry's eyes light up. "Dude, the contest is gonna start. Root for me curly tail!"

Lexter smiled at his roommate. "You got it. Now get your furry ass out there and win that contest!"

Barry waved and walked off to the dressing room.

Peter watched Barry leave. "He is a nice guy. And cute."

Lexter nodded in agreement. "He is." Doing a double take, he turned to Peter. "What... cute?"

Peter shrugged. "Hey, I like larger sized furs." A large sized fur walked by, and Peter eyed him with interest. "My boyfriend hates it that I work here, but..." Another large sized fur walked by, and Peter followed him with his eye. "...a paycheck is a paycheck." But of course, duty called due to the packed floor, and the two handled the crowds.

The contest started up with Ted bringing out all the entrants to the dance floor, dressed in pants only. The crowd roared their approval as each contestant was paraded about one at a time, while the audience cheered for their favorite. The next round featured a briefs contest, where the contestants showed a lot more fur. The crowd showed their approval for that also. The contest narrowed down to three entrants. A german sheppard, a panda and a bear. The judges voted and the MC announced the winner, the german sheppard. Melvil stepped forward and smiled at the audience. "Announcing, the winner of the chubby fur contest at The Den: Melvil!" The audience let him know their approval with a loud cheer.

As the shift wore on, Lexter felt on edge as he tried to maintain a cheery and friendly disposition, but the continual pawings and sexual comments wore down his friendly good nature. His bantering with customers slowly stopped as he worked on controlling his anger. He tried to settle for just doing his job of taking orders and serving drinks, but his ear picked up more and more sexual taunts. He didn't want to yell back or strike anybody, feeling that he could hurt someone if not careful, so he worked on keeping his work face on. While he walked away from a table, he felt another paw stroke his tail again. Instantly, he whirled around with teeth barred and fists raised. He looked down at a much shorter otter. The otter shielded himself from the angry husky and backed up.

Lexter froze with fist in midair while the otter retreated. Feeling broken and ashamed he almost attacked someone, he asked Peter if he could take a moment to himself, and Peter nodded. Lexter ran to the bathroom, trying to suppress his tears.

Lexter entered the bathroom, went into a stall and shut the door, as he tried to pull himself together. Come on, he yelled at himself. Mom did this, so can I! He wondered why his mom put herself through this kind of hell. Suddenly, he remembered his ballet classes, and the expense it took to pay for them. He loved the classes so much, but the crushing realization of what his mom did to give that to him hit him full force in the chest. He began to hate the fact that he danced, that he loved to dance, and silently started to cry. I'm sorry mom, I didn't mean to hurt you. He grabbed tissue and dabbed his eyes as guilt overwhelmed him.

Lexter heard two other furs enter the stall next to his. One of them said "Hey, now come in here and suck my cock." Lexter heard the other say "OK, OK, let me get your pants down." The fact that a blowjob occurred in a gay bar didn't surprise Lexter. But what he heard next sent a cold chill through his chest.

The first fur said "Oh fur, did you see that meaty husky waiter? I mean, he walks around like he's still straight."

The second fur responded "Yeah, I know, but he doesn't appreciate our type." Lexter heard pants go down.

The first fur said "Yeah? Well ten minutes on my cock will change his mind. Now suck it!" Lexter heard the sounds of sucking as he shivered from the tone of voice by the first fur. "Yeah... ahhh... that's it... I'd have that husky... oh yeah... tied up, with his ass facing me... oh fuck yeah... and I'd cut those shorts off... show his nice ass... his tail curling up... as an invite to my cock...

Lexter pulled his legs up as he listened in horror to the dialog.

The first fur continued. "And he'd look back at me out of fear... knowing there's no going back... c'mon, deep throat me... yeeeeaaahhh... and my cock would be stiff and ready... and I'd plug that virgin ass... so tight... in and out... IN AND OUT... SO TIGHT... YEAAAHHHH... EEERRRUUUGGH!!!" Lexter heard as the furs moved about in the stall.

Lexter stood up and slowly opened the stall. Fortunately he could leave without anyone seeing him. Banging noises emanated from the adjacent stall as Lexter guessed that one of them was climaxing. I've got to get out of here, he resolved. I can't do this.

Lexter darted out of the bathroom with his eyes focused on the ground and went straight to the changing room. He took off his money belt and laid it on the table, leaving all of the tips in it. Then he donned his jeans over his shorts and put his shirt on over his black mesh shirt as tears streamed out.

Lexter knew that he would have to pass the bar, in front of Cowboy, but he didn't care. He will just have to find someone tougher than me, he thought to himself. I can't do this.

Lexter left the dressing room and walked straight to the exit, intent on never coming back. He didn't make eye contact with anyone as he walked, instead he stared at the floor.

As Lexter passed the bar, Cowboy spotted him and yelled out "Hey! Lexter! Where ya going?" Lexter didn't stop but kept a straight course for the door. Cowboy ran around the bar and caught up with Lexter, grabbing his arm and turning him around. "Where the fuck you going? You're working..." Cowboy caught sight of Lexter's tear streaked eyes and softened his voice. "Kay now." he said. Cowboy turned to Lenny and yelled out "Hey Lenny. Give me five minutes, Kay?" Lenny signaled yes, and Cowboy turned back to Lexter and gently guided him to his office "Come on, Lexter." he said. Lexter obediently followed as he cried.

Cowboy guided Lexter to sit in the chair, while he took his own chair. "Kay son, now what..." he started out.

Lexter angrily yelled out "Don't call me son! My dad was a loser who left my mom... and..." His concerns for his mother and his guilt overwhelmed him as he let out a loud sob. He put his face in his paws.

Cowboy let Lexter cry. "All right Lex, I won't. Sorry about that." He put his arms on the table and leaned toward Lexter. "But there's two things I told you to do tonight when you started. Don't fuck up, and talk to me if you need something. Now, you walking out on me is a fuck up, so I need you to tell me what's going on." He handed Lexter a tissue.

Lexter finished his sob, took the tissue and wiped his eyes. He looked at the ground, at the invoices, at the door, but not at Cowboy. He couldn't look him in the eye. "You're right. I can't handle it."

Cowboy nodded his head. "OK, OK, handle what? Tell me about it."

Lexter spoke to Cowboy. "I... I can't handle all the... being treated as a piece of sex meat, all the gropes, tail strokes." He glanced up at Cowboy out of bravery. "I mean, I almost hurt someone." He hung his head in shame. "I almost lost it and... almost pummeled someone..." He folded his arms. "I can really hurt someone, and that's why I'm scared."

Cowboy continued to nod. "Well, you had the decency not to. I'm proud of you."

Lexter shrugged. "But what's the point? If I go out there again, they'll treat me like dirt." He looked at his feet.

Cowboy leaned back in his chair and said "Well, like I said, it's a shit hole, this place is. Raight?"

Lexter sported a small smile. "Yeah, it is." He raised his head up a bit.

Cowboy continued. "And you lasted a lot longer than the other straights I hired."

Lexter jerked his head up. "Huh?"

Cowboy nodded. "Yeah. The other straights, all of an hour before they stomped off, got into a fight, they did. But you did the right thing and didn't fight." He leaned forward and pointed at Lexter. "But you leaving after four hours is a fuck up. C'mon, you're tougher than that. That's what ya told me, and I'm holdin' you to that."

Lexter shrugged. "Maybe. But how do I get them to stop stroking my tail?"

Cowboy said "Well, you can wear your jeans and not those shorts. Those shorts are an invite to wandering paws." He glanced at Lexter's legs and said "And I see you already did."

Lexter opened his mouth in surprise. "But... but you told me to wear them... oh..." The wheels of logic turned in his head as he saw the reasoning.

Cowboy smiled as Lexter understand. "That's right. I wanted you to know how bad it was here, and those shorts amped up the vulgar nature here."

Lexter closed his mouth. "Yeah, I got it. But, what do I do to get them to stop?"

Cowboy shrugged. "Ya can't. You just learn to let it roll off yer fur. But, ya have an advantage. As good looking as you are, you can be downright intimidating. Just intimidate 'em just a bit, but not too much. I'll bet they'll back off. Then you'll really rake in the tips."

Lexter laughed at that. "I can do that. I've faced down bullies before."

Cowboy smacked the desk. "That's the spirit! Look at me. As pretty as I am, I can be downright ugly!" He pointed a thumb at himself with a smile.

Lexter felt a lot better and laughed. "Yes, you're pretty. And ugly. You're pretty ugly." Both Lexter and Cowboy roared with laughter.

Right then, Lenny opened the door with a concerned face. "Cowboy! There's a fight in the pit and Bully needs two others to back him up! Should we both go?"

Cowboy bolted to his feet. "Watch the bar Lenny, I'll take Lexter!"

Lenny nodded and went back to the bar.

Lexter's eyes went wide about being recruited, but he stood up, ready for anything.

Cowboy faced Lexter and said "Kay then, you say you can fight, then show me some dance steps!"

Lexter punched one fist into his paw. With a determined look he said "Let's go!"

Both Cowboy and Lexter raced out to the pit. The pit was a large sunken area where the pool tables, darts were located. It tended to attract the tougher and more unrefined fur elements of the bar. Right now, two furs were pummeling the crap out of a third, but the third didn't yield an inch and hit back. Bully was busy grabbing one of them and pulling him out of the fight. Bully slammed him against the wall and glared at him. "Cool it!" The fur immediately wilted out of fear.

Cowboy grabbed one of the furs and put him in a head lock. Lexter grabbed the arms of the other one from behind and muscled him into a corner. The fur Lexter held was bigger than Lexter, but Lexter kept his balance as he force the fur to a corner. The fur tried to elbow Lexter, but he deftly dodged the thrusts. With a skillful foot sweep, he knocked the fur's feet from under him and made him fall onto his chest, with Lexter staying on top of him. The landing knocked the wind out of the fur Lexter held.

Cowboy kept his assailant in check with a tight grip as he glanced at Lexter. He smiled at the success of the husky.

After the police came and took away the brawlers, Cowboy, Bully and Lexter stood by the bar talking. Cowboy smacked Lexter on the back. "Now that's the way to do it, Lex!" he said.

Bully smiled at Lexter. "Yeah. That foot thing, that was one hell of a move."

Lexter smiled back. "Thanks. That's a variant of a ballet move 'Rond de jambe'. It saved my life many times."

Bully nodded. "Yeah? Well maybe I should take ballet, or..." he leaned in and said "You could just show me."

Lexter laughed. "Any time, Bully."

Bully walked off to the pit.

Cowboy beamed at Lexter. "There, ya proved yer tough. Now that same tough you just did, use it in yer job and you'll be fine."

Lexter nodded, feeling ashamed he almost walked out. "I will, Cowboy. And, I'm sorry about letting you down."

Cowboy responded by saying "You can apologize by doing a good job. Now, ready to get back to work?"

Lexter nodded again. Then the incident of what he heard in the bathroom came back to haunt him. "Actually Cowboy, there is one thing. You see..."

Cowboy cut him off. "Tell ya what. I'll help you out, but you won't like it. But it will help." With that he walked toward the DJ booth.

Lexter crossed his arms as he watched Cowboy go. I wonder what he's going to do, he asked himself.

Cowboy entered the DJ booth, stopped the music and spoke to everyone in the nightclub through a mike. "Hello? Hello? OK, I got something I'd like ta say to all of you now."

Lexter marveled at the direct approach of Cowboy. Wow, is he's good.

Cowboy continued. "Now, I understand that some of ya losers have been goosin' my wait staff without permission, so I'm gonna say this straight up: KNOCK IT OFF!"

Lexter's eyes went wide. Wow, he's really laying into everyone.

Cowboy continued to speak. "Cause, if one of ya losers strokes a tail of my wait staff without written permission, then you'll feel my foot on yer ass as I kick ya out the door forever, so STOP IT!"

Lexter smiled at that. But what Cowboy said next sent a shudder throughout his body.

Cowboy spoke on, despite the murmuring throughout the nightclub. "Cause that good lookin' husky waiter? He's gonna be doin' the full furry showoff at my next male review, along with that hot lookin' rabbit, and ya can't watch it if yer NOT ALLOWED IN! So STOP IT!" The entire nightclub roared their approval about the future nakedness of the husky and rabbit waiters. With that, Cowboy turned the mike over to the DJ and walked out of the booth. Music started up again and dancing ensued, with the entire nightclub talking about the male review.

Cowboy walked back to a panic stricken Lexter. "There, all taken care of." He said with a smile. "Now they won't bother ya!"

Lexter nervously look about. "Are you kidding? Me? Strip?" He let out a little whimper.

Cowboy continued to smile. "Why not? Like I said, you ain't gonna like it." With a smack on Lexter's back he said "Now get back to work!" And with that he walked to the bar.

Lexter looked about, thought of the male review and shrugged. Why not, he said to himself. It will be a dance, and I know how to dance... totally naked... eh... Lexter walked back to the break room, removed his shirt exposing his black mesh shirt, kept his pants on and reattached his money belt. He looked into the mirror as he thought about the night. I can do this. I can handle the taunts. And the incident in the bathroom? That can happen anywhere. Running away won't help that. He grimaced in the mirror, trying to make himself appear more menacing. Instead he laughed at the funny image of himself. I'll have to work on that.

Lexter walked out of the break room and went back to the far end. He finished up the night with Peter, serving drinks at 'The Den'.