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Grandpa Santino's offers of backing when he'd really hoped to do everything for himself and not rely on family. What he wouldn't have given to have known someone like Garret back then.
    "C'mon, I wanna show you another dream that I helped bring to life."
    Otis' mouth watered and his belly growled when they approached Candy Kingdom, a store he'd always tried to avoid before. The rich scent of chocolate beckoned.
    Garret remarked, "This is my favorite place in the world." He held the door open for Otis to precede him inside the shop, where rack upon rack of sinful confections vied for attention. Garret marched confidently up to the counter. "A half-dozen dark chocolate strawberries, please." Looking back over his shoulder, he asked Otis, "You do like chocolate strawberries, don't you?"
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    Otis nodded, waiting a safe distance away by the door. If he got any closer, he had little doubt he'd be leaving with a huge bag of sweets that would do nothing to diminish his girth.
    Garret paid the clerk and followed Otis back out into the mall, clutching the small box of treats. "Let's sit in here," he said, leading the way into the darkened interior of what a sign said would soon be a coffee shop. They settled at a table, out of sight of passers-by. Garret reached into the box and pulled out an enormous strawberry, bringing it to Otis' lips. Caught in the tractor beam of seductive eyes gleaming brightly in the dimness, Otis opened his mouth, accepting the offering.
    A sultry, knowing smiled played on Garret's lips as Otis bit down, and a jolt of pure lust fired to Otis' groin. Tiny bite by tiny bite, Garret fed him the sweet, an act that proved far more erotic than Otis had previously believed eating a strawberry could be.
    He leaned back on the bench, chewing thoughtfully.
    Dang, that tasted good! He watched as Garret took another strawberry and nibbled, eyes never breaking contact with Otis'. How could eating strawberries in a crowded mall possibly be more intimate than any sex Otis had ever experienced? Yet there it was, a deep-down, squirmy belly feeling that left him hard as a rock and begging for release. Through it all he tried to decide if Garret intended to be provocative or if it came naturally.
    All too soon the box emptied without Otis having touched a single berry with his own hand. No lover had ever fed him before, other than, "There's some pizza left in the box if you're interested." The moment came, staring into each others' eyes, when Otis wondered if Garret expected to be invited back to his house.
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    "How about those Buffaloes?" Otis asked instead, mentally thwacking the back of his own head.
    "Oh man!" Garret palmed his face, peeking out from between his fingers. "Can you believe last night's upset?"
    The next few minutes were filled with a lively play by play of the game, while Otis attempted to come up with a few game plays of his own. Wanna come over to my house and rewatch the highlights? he almost said, dismissing that as too lame. Should I invite him to dinner? Shouldn't I make a move? Most guys I've met in the past would've said something by now if they wanted to come back to my place…or they'd have walked away already. What should I do? What should I do?
    Several times an opening came to make that
    invitation, but each and every time the words caught in his throat.
    When he'd finally worked up the nerve, he opened his mouth, only to be cut off by Garret's looking at his watch and saying, "It's getting late and they'll be closing the doors at nine. It's been really nice meeting you, Otis."
    Five hours? Five hours had gone by, just talking?
    Holding out his hand again, they shook, and then Garret walked away, leaving Otis bereft. We were doing so nicely; what did I do wrong? Otis wanted to wail.
    Instead, he held his peace, watching the man of his dreams disappear out the door.
    Surely Garret would have asked for a phone number if he wanted to get together