Steve is salivating like Pavlov's dog while Ben finishes dinner. "Looks good." he told Ben. "Like always."
He paused while Ben finished putting out the grilled chicken, steamed zucchini and....
"That's it?" he whined. "I'm starving."
"I know, Big guy." Ben patted Steve's paunch. "But I've been irresponsible. I love cooking and , God knows you are the most encouraging audience I could want but if I don't help you get control over that appetite of yours, you'll be big as a house. It's time to cut back. You know it. I know it. And the two of us are going to get your body back in control.".
Steve looked at his boyfriend. He loved Ben. Not only was he a hunk but he could cook like a dream and Ben had long ago accepted that he loved to eat and didn't care so much about a sixpack.. It seemed like a perfect arrangement. It never crossed Steve's mind that Ben might find find a fatter Steve unattractive. Now it was clear. He had an impossible choice to make. Get skinny or lose the love of his life.
"You are serious? Aren't you."
"It's for your own good. I love you too much to let you get fat and unhealthy."
Steve shut up and ate his meal. He didn't even think about asking for desert.
"You are right." he said as they cleaned up the dishes. "I am getting fat but it's only a few pounds. I'll get back in shape in no time. Thanks."
Tension hung in the air between the two men that night. Ben feeling guilty about denying pleasure to Steve but convinced that if Steve didn't control his appetite he would become an unhealthy fat man. Steve feeling that Ben no longer found him attractive.
The first chinks in the relationship between the two men were starting to strain.
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