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Ocean Depths Chapter 35 By Roofles

"Ok." Lucas said friendly enough not even thinking about it as Axel was already shoving his bratwurst into the man's mouth. The dog practically panting over his face the whole time, leaning in close as he held one end of the thick piece of meat guiding it in with a skilled grace only practice could perfect. A slobbering, heavy panting of the dog as he watched the man before him.

The thick, greasy, dripping piece of meat slid over Lucas's tongue surprisingly hot as it was soon shoved down his throat making the man gag a bit. Making sure not to just bite the thing clean in two Lucas relaxed sliding two more inches into his mouth, wrapping his hand around the end and feeling the hot flesh of meat between his fingers. Greasing his fingers with that almost rough surface of it.

He was only then aware of everyone at, and around, the table watching him.

"Whaa?" Lucas tried to ask the now grinning dog as he tried to finish the meal.

"Told yah I'd get him to eat my bratwurst!" Axel barked a booming laugh, slapping his own leg and winking at the man who was still lost on the whole thing.

"Not. The bratwurst we had been talking about." Burke the shaggy looking weasel said with a slight roll of his eyes and a shake of his head. His fur looked as if it had never been combed before in his life stick out at odd and every angle as if he had just woken up. Shooting daggers at the dog he still ended up handing him a twenty which the dog would soon use to pay for their lunch anyways.

Lucas munched, swallowed, munch, took a drink and swallowed the rest of the meal. Gasping a bit, pounding his chest with a low groan knowing he'd have heart burn after this.

"That's right babe, growl my name." Axel teased some more, his grin only growing larger. Lucas, in good spirits, threw the rest of his drink at the dog. The ice water was in hopes of cooling his hot head off. This only seemed to get the dog grinning larger, if that was possible at this point, his uncropped ears lifting up as his stubby tail wagged. "I see you like the waterworks."

"What don't you like?" Lucas coughed a bit having to steal Axel's Dr. Pepper and drink half of it down to clear his throat. "You're bratwurst was so big!"

"Don't I know it." The dog gladly played along.

Burke was already groaning and covering his ears as they started up for roughly the Fifth time this morning already.

"And slimy, greasy really." Lucas was beginning to gesture as if it were back in his hands.

"Natural fluids are the best for lubricant." The dog just continued his tail nearly on fire as it wagged. Axel puffed out his chest as he spoke.

What Lucas had thought to be just leather straps was in fact a protection, agitation attack leash designed for dog's. Axel had showed him the catalog right before Christmas, hinting at what he wanted. Large brown marks were just above his black fur chest; matching the side of his muzzle, the front of his neck and his four paws, rising up his arm and legs like long sleeved gloves and socks. A very typical looking doberman and not a typical doberman at all. A spiked "choke" collar was around the dogs neck and half a leash hung off it more as a prop (Lucas hoped anyways) than to actually be used. He finished this off with the glossy black, skin tight short shorts the dog loved to wear.

"And thick!" Lucas added almost unable to contain his own laughter at the grinning dog's happiness. It was so easy to make Axel happy. Just give a dog a bone.

"You know it baby."

"And the width of it! I didn't think it would fit but sure enough you got it in there. All the way." Lucas leaned across the table as the dog mimicked his actions that black bumpy wet nose practically touching his nose.

"I aim to please." Axel practically purred the words out in that deep rustic southern droll. Lucas always loved that voice.

"Would you two just fuck and get this over with!" Burke tossed his paws up in the air planning to never come out again with the two when they were together. "I thought we came here to discuss the...you know." He rolled his wrist trying to get back on topic as the dog put another large wiener in his mouth, Lucas bit the other end and the two began playing tug of war with it.

"Men." The weasel folded his arms crossed his chest, folding his ears back as he watched the two more out of sad amusement than anything else. Axel put a hand on the table as he got up, sticking his rear high into the air his tail freezing as he folded his ears back getting serious over their game. Lucas just looked at him not even putting any effort into the matter. "Here I was hoping to talk about the strippers and ho's than see a dog play with himself." The weasel went on.

"Whoa, say what now?" Lucas said letting go and ignoring the dog as Axel fell face first against the table barely catching himself in time. Apparently the dog had been pushing rather than pulling. A kinky kind of tug of war apparently. "Who the what now?"

"Strippers." The weasel grinned. "And...only strippers." He added getting the look from Axel who had begun motioning for him to be quiet from behind Lucas. "As in cloth shopping!" The weasel finished throwing his hand up. "Stripping off our cloths and buying new ones, girlfriend." The very straight weasel tried his best at the best stereotypical gay expression he could manage.

"Not happening." Lucas stated flatly. "Last time I went shopping with this mutt," he jabbed a finger at the older doberman who was busy licking his chops crudely. "We ended up getting thrown out of the store and being chased by a mall cop. On a segue. A segue!" Lucas tried to paint the picture for the weasel as he said it again.

"So...strippers are ok? But shopping is bad?" Burke thanked the torah for that. "You are so less gay without the otter."

"Speaking of otter, have you cock socked him yet?" Axel asked referring to multiple sex acts Lucas would never plead, even under law, doing. In one case it was docking.

"Carlson seemed to enjoy that far more than I did." Lucas had explained over fruity drinks that neither he nor the dog looked like the type of guys that would order in a straight club. Then again they were talking about dog boners half the time and Axel was shirtless, with those tight black shorts on and nothing else. "It was so cramped and warm. And it already had a something in it. Which filled, spilled out and then spilled out all over again." Making the guy next to him, hitting on the bartender, finally give up and leave.

Cock socking could also mean using him as a cock sock. "As in anal," Axel had explained over ice cream cones in the middle of the mall another day. "Using him to dress up your cock with his sock." The dog had used one hand to outline the otters body as if trying to show him that the otter was a sock one could wear.

On that note Lucas had realized he ended up only really ever talking with the dog about the carnal act that dare not speak its name...and left fur balls in ones throat. Even now downtown out front for lunch at Soggy Joe's Wet Wieners, the two were talking about cocks all over again. On the sign out front of the store and just off to their side was a wiener dog holding up a hotdog with a smile that would put the doberman's to shame. That wiener dog was proud of his wiener.

"So strippers," Burke said hoping to lead the conversation back into a more straight friendly territory. The weasel had convinced himself into not thinking about what kind of strippers he would be asking for however and was able to live blissfully in hopes of how things were to go.

"I'll have to check with Carlson." Lucas said giving Axel his soda back. Who took a drank and handed it back to him. The dog and him clearly having no personal space between the two.

"Why?" The other two said in unison. The look on the doberman's face alone was priceless. One of shocked horror as if Lucas had just dumped him. Burke had one of more anger as if Lucas had been threatened by said otter with some kind of physical violence otherwise.

"Well he'll be coming...right?" Lucas replied looking wearily between the two.

"Have to be a darn tootin' good stripper." Axel chuckled at his own crude joke his mind never leaving the gutter. The dog was surprisingly immature for his age.

"Why would we bring the groom to your bachelor party?" Burke asked.

"Wait I thought it was a bridal shower." Axel cut in before Lucas could reply.

"It's a bachelor party-," Lucas had said wishing he had spoken louder as the two began to argue.

"He's obviously the bride." Axel insisted pointing at him like a commodity. "He's taking it up the caboose."

"But," Burke countered. "He is also obviously the one that wears the pants in the relationship. So thus he is the man."

"And this is why your still single." Lucas said resting on his elbow and taking a large slurping drink of what was left of the dog's soda. Axel watched from the corner of his eye, twitching with every bubbling slurp of the empty container on the straw, panting afterwards and feeling the need for a smoke.

"So he won't be wearing a dress?" Axel said crestfallen eyes going wide as he looked back at the weasel. "But I had picked out this cute wedding dress."

"It was more of a corset." Lucas tried to argue but was ignored. A black, frilly laced corset with meat bones all over it. And came with chains, whips and a doggie collar. Lucas put it away for if Axel ever got married. And by that it was his future birthday gift. With a toy chew toy and everything.

"It was super sexy though!" Axel whined loudly. He had planned on taking several pictures of the man in it for...the wedding album.

"You may be my best friend," Lucas said. "My best man." He added. "Practically my gay, canine brother." Axel smiled at that. "And if I ever got dumped by Carlson the first man I would have rebound sex with," the dog wagged his tail even at his joke. "But I won't wear the corset."

"So....strippers." Burke came back to the important topic at hand as if it was the soul reason he had come out. "For your bachelor shower, bridal party. That Carlson won't be coming to. His friends can throw him something." He added waving Lucas's protest off.

"But...you are his friend. Before me. I mean your..." Lucas gave up though as Burke just went on. as he was trying to figure it out.

"We could go to a few strip clubs. Be easier." Burke turned towards the doberman who was nodding along.

"I like. I like. Pay for one of the back rooms. Tie his hands up on the bed and give him my own strip show." Axel nodded already having the pink frilled hand cuffs in his car he planned to use. And if Lucas wouldn't wear the corset, he reasoned, he could.

"You couldn't pay me enough." Lucas laughed but was once more ignored. He wondered why he even came out today. Lucas just rested on an arm, staring off into space wondering just how much control he would have over this wedding.

"Oh! I like that idea. We could have a party. Drinks. And then Axel could strip for us." Burke reasoned once more forcing the idea of the dog butt naked ass coming to mind out of it forcefully. He'd get drunk, as he usually did, whenever he hung out with the two. They had a lot in common except the huge whole wanting to suck each other penis thing. Or cock fighting or butt munching, pillow biting, sweaty, male musky forbidden, fur ball causing time that he was sure the two were doing behind Carlson's back.

Lucas, to a point, felt bad for the weasel. Who he respected being so open minded about the whole thing. Let alone, not even for a second, finding fault with Lucas being a human. A feat in and of itself. As if he were just covered in fur and wasn't of the fleshy variety. Even Axel had taken some time to fully warm up to him having both a thing for the "fleshy kind" but resenting the stereotype at the same time. Seeming to be a huge issue Axel suffered from like most dogs in fact, Lucas noted. The doberman was able to sate his need with his friend however, treating most other humans like crap ironically. Hate what you love Lucas just wordlessly acknowledged.

"I'd be willing." Axel tail wagged quickly thinking of giving Lucas a private show. And never one to mind guys ogling his body as it was. He spent half the week, every week, at the gym might as well show it off. One of those other reasons Lucas could never see himself with the dog. Axel had a nice body but he KNEW he had a nice body.

"I'll have to check with Carlson." Lucas said pulling out his phone planning on asking the otter about it. He wasn't surprised to see a few short text from the otter. The last text did however.

"Shld ask Axl to strip 4 u." The otter had wrote. He wondered if the two had talked about it previously. And at the same time couldn't help but chuckle. The otter really didn't see any kind of competition between him and the dog.

Usually Carlson had an issue with him going out with other guys, one of the few problems their relationship seemed to suffer from. Something the otter had admittingly been working really hard on. Yet the mustelidae just found it easier to tag along, always loving to hang out with his man as it was. Axel was an odd exception to this rule even knowing the dog's desire. It was kind of hard not to smell the attraction the canine had for the man. This might be due to the fact Lucas had joked about the whole knotted cock thing. The man hadn't even seemed to be aware that was the ACTUAL case and thought the otter had been pulling his leg on the matter.

Lucas had a horn ball otter for a fiancee. He didn't need porn, strippers or the like to get riled up. He had gone to only one strip club on his last birthday, thanks to the two across the table from him. The man hadn't not enjoyed it but at the same time felt it was kind of pointless seeing as how if he wanted to get some AND finish the process he could snap his fingers and an, naked, otter would magically appear.

"Apparently Carlson is fine with this." Lucas said shutting the phone and raising an eyebrow as he looked between the two. "Did either of you talk to him about this?"

Burke was grinning, fangs baring at odd angles showing through that raised black lip muzzle. Axel had a similar look to him, though at least trying to hide it that stubby tail still wagging none stop nonetheless. Lucas wondered why he could possibly find either of them attractive. Those muzzles looked like a guillotine for a cock.

"Right." Lucas said subconsciously covering his groin as he spoke. "Of course you did." At times he wished there was SOME kind of illusion of privacy in his life. Just the other day the doberman had brought him a strap on fish shaped dildo that was, eerily, his size. Don't to his slightly thicker base than normal. Something the dog had THEN commented on that he was growing a knot of his own.

"Apparently he's doing something with his other friends." A loud narcissistic male voice said behind Lucas. The man already knew who it was as he stood up to greet the last member of their party, late as usual. "I didn't know he even had friends." Tye smiled at the man as he gave him a hug.

"You'd be surprise what Carlson had and didn't have," Lucas chuckled as he greeted his fiancee's brother.

"So strip clubs!" The otter said already up to date on everything. Lucas just groaned again wondering if anyone around them DIDN'T know this topic before Lucas had.

"Did you guys already pick out the place?" Lucas asked not liking the grinning silence that followed. "The date?" Once more no reply was needy. "The place? Who it was that was going to be on?" Lucas gave up as he took a seat feeling rather ill.

"Your the bride," Tye said pulling a chair from one of the side tables, spinning it around and taking a seat in it. Lucas wanted to apologize to the pregnant woman the otter had just stolen it from but wasn't able to find his voice. "You shouldn't need to worry about these things." The otter snapped his fingers getting the waitress attention before she could help the previous party having brought a chair from inside for the gazelle. "I'd like to place my order." The otter said loudly making sure he had gotten her attention.

"Your such an ass." Lucas just chuckled though shaking his head.

"Hey!" Tye said loudly. But then didn't finish any kind of explanation or rebuttal for his actions. "It would bequeath you to be nice to me." The otter said rubbing his back as if trying to console him. "I'll be taking care of everything."

"Please don't." Lucas begged his voice meek, soft and no more than a whisper.

"It'll be a blast!" Tye cheered loudly the other two approved loudly in unison making Lucas give up wishing he had no friends at all.

"Tim's supplying the flowers for the wedding. I'm still paying him though, even if it was his gift to me." Lucas said having done the books himself on the matter. If even a single wedding went by with them just giving flowers away they'd go bankrupt in this day and age. To be honest with himself, Lucas was bewildered as to how they even stayed in business. Thank god the gay community loved flowers.

Lucas adjusted the bluetooth given to him by Tye as an early wedding gift. It felt far heavier than it was and made him lose track of where he was. In this case, this time, it was in The Lusty Vixen's, a rather large but nice sex shop in the fur part of the city. Lucas was not proud he had been here before. Let alone that he had his own joint account with the otter.

"I said no to the ice sculpture." Lucas said as he walked through one of the dozen isles of porn videos. At least the mustelidae section. The man picked up water weasel XVI as he listened to the reply. "Louie is supplying the food. No," he replied sharply. "not that Louie. Pervert." He put water weasels back and went back around to join the doberman who was looking through the lingerie.

The dog held up a two pieces bikini connected with several leather straps. Lucas looked at it unsure how one could even fit into it. It looked more like a trap his dad used to use to trap the raccoons in their backyards. Their neighbor raccoons that is.

"No," Lucas said as the dog said showing it off for him. "No not you," Lucas quickly said returning to the conversation with the caterer. "Was talking to Axel. What do you mean your not surprise that I'm with Axel?" Lucas grumbled under his breath. "No I'm not with Carlson...what do you mean your surprised I'm not with him?"

Lucas turned away about to argue when a rather heavy dildo was placed on his shoulder. "That had better be your penis, Tye." Lucas growled turning around to look at the otter who had more dildo's in his arms than he had ever seen anyone carry before.

"They have them in all shapes and sizes and flavors!" The otter said happily like a child in a candy factory. Said various sized, shaped, flavored, scented, some already lubed dildo's were then put into Lucas's arms forcefully before the otter went off to check what the shiny, flashy, flashing lights and smoke were on the other side of the building.

"W-wait, get back here!" Lucas called as the otter was already heading off. The otter might be slightly shorter, darker brown furred but he resembled his own otter far more than either of the two would ever admit. "No I'm not talking to you," Lucas said back to his blue tooth and got the other line to hang up on him making him grumble even louder.

"Luke!" Burke said just as Lucas turned around. "What would be better?" He asked showing off the fleshlights. "I mean theres duck madness, maw deep or the deluxe one big Burtha tm." The weasel said loudly from three isles over. Lucas just covered his face, flushing before covering his face as he heard a loud crash from behind him.

"Axel," Lucas turned around to look at the dog fallen over the display case. "For the last time. The top is just a display." He said walking over to help the doberman up. The top of the "Knotted nurses" collection was twin tennis balls and a large femur sized bone attatched to the black spiral case.

Even so as Lucas helped the dog up Axel had the bone clenched tightly between his teeth, and growled as Lucas tried to pull it out. He soon let go as one of the worker's walked over.

"Lucas, sweety." The cat purred. He wore a tight fitting red latex dress with thick lipstick, eye liner and had a bleach blonde wig on. "We've been over this." The cat pressed his fingers together looking at the dog.

"I'm now Louie," Lucas said. "I'll handle this. I'm sorry." He added as the cat just gave him that look before turning away, sticking his nose up and heading back to the front counter.

"Axel." Lucas hissed turning back to the dog who folded his ears.

The doberman let go of the top of the stand and held up a video. "Naughty Nurses VIII?" He smiled hopefully wagging his tail.

"So help me I will get the newspaper out." Lucas warned making the dog wince back and nod. "Now clean this up." He ordered before heading off to put the collection of dildo's away.

Clear cases lined one part of the building. The whole lower wall was taken up by these shoe box sized cases. The front was open and within each one was a different color, sized and shape penis substitute. It took Lucas some time and help from a rather buff looking ram to get every one back in their proper place. The ram gave him a business card afterwards telling him to call him sometime.

At roughly the same time there was another crash and Lucas just looked away not about to deal with it. "I'm too old for this shit." He just frowned turning the bluetooth back on planning on calling his coworker to make sure the paper work had gone through on the flowers.

"Lucas!" Burke said coming up and handing him a bottle. "I found a whole collection."

Lucas frowned down at the bottle. "Musk in a bottle?" Lucas asked looking at the weasel as if he had lost his mind. "My mate," Lucas used the word not even fully understanding it still. "Is a sex driven, horny otter that already needs to be weaned off of me. And you suggest, YOU suggest!" Lucas said again closing his eyes and taking a slow breath. "I should cover myself in sex pheromones?"

"I think it would be amusing." Lucas jumped as Tye popped up beside him. Having tossed the bottle in the air Lucas fumbled with the option before clutching it tightly between his hands.

"He'd end up raping you." Axel added from his other side. "I'd end up raping you." He offered taking a moment to think about it. "And it wouldn't be pretty sight, let me tell yah."

"Disturbing." Lucas frowned. "Let's get back to the whole why are we here thing." Lucas brought up even before they had actually entered said place.

"They have a whole section dedicated for bridal parties, bachelor showers!" Burke pointed at the the corner section of pink frilly sex things.

"Aren't you suppose to do this stuff by yourselves?" Lucas asked looking at each one when he got no reply from them.

"What would be the point?" Tye asked clearly here just to get under his skin.

"Do you hate us?" Axel eyes went wide and he whimpered, whining a bit from his throat. "Did I do something wrong?"

"No, Axel." Lucas tried to comfort him before there was another loud whine.

"I'm not coming here alone with him." Burke said glaring at the dog. "It would be dildo's everywhere! Think of all the fat girls who would go without pleasure! The infurmanity of it all!"

"It'd be far too boring." Tye frowned looking around the spacious building.

"Was it something I did?" Axel continued to pout looking at him with those massive puppy dog eyes. Lucas ended up comforting him on the matter, cradling his head against his chest as he rolled his eyes wishing he hadn't gotten out of bed this morning.

"Well usually, I've heard..." Lucas frowned realizing he had never actually been to any kind of wedding event. Everyone he knew wasn't in any kind of relationship. Tye could be a bit of a Casanova on the matter. Burke always came onto woman far too strongely. And Axel...was a horndog. "I figured it'd just be a surprise party. Sort of."

"This isn't exactly a fur tradition." Tye pointed out as he took a dildo from the shelf and offered him it like an olive branch.

"Really then what do you guys do?"

"Well the whole wedding tradition, or rather the tradition wedding." Burke had to think about that for a second. "Was introduced by humans."

"As well as monogamy." Axel teased though Lucas wasn't sure if he wasn't joking or not.

"So other than being extremely religious on the matter." Tye finished the explaination as if they three had rehersed this before hand. "We're rather clueless as to how you would like for this to go."

"Thus we brought you." Burke shrugged. "I mean hell. If we had it our way it'd be...well another Friday night." He joked nudging his side.

"Well that and my brother bought some book on the matter." The otter just shook his head however. "Had to be from the Fifties or something though."

"Yeah. He does that." Lucas frowned already able to make out the black and white book in his mind. "Ok well I guess we should start planning this all then. From the beginning."

"Didn't Carlson already propose?" Burke asked looking at him before glaring. "Which I was NOT invited too. Oh sure! His coworkers were but I wasn't. Even your dog was."

"My dog?" Lucas asked but Axel spoke up.

"Hey! You and that cat were working. How the hell were we suppose to know Carlson was just going to pop the question."

"It was kind of last minute." Tye clarified.

"I still would've liked to be texted on the matter!" Burke growled pouting afterwards. Lucas then began comforting him on the matter. "Not fair, damnit." Burke cursed resting his chin on the man's shoulder as Axel jealously scooted closer.

"We'll get this all worked out. I saw the hung over." Tye rubbed his webbed hands together with a wicked grin. Lucas was a bit worried about which movie he had actually seen. And was sure a tiger was in both of them. "It'll be lengendary."

And Lucas was already regretting it.