Chapter 33 - A Good Fit
Callum skipped out of the gym late morning to visit Sophia at her store, where Julian was scheduled to try on his two bespoke suits. He really wanted to be there to see how they looked and offer his opinion if needed. They arrived at the same moment, walking in together.
Sophia waited, perched on a velvet ottoman, sketchbook in her lap. She looked up as they entered, eyes immediately scanning Julian’s physique with a predator’s precision.
Julian had come from working at home at the penthouse, so he wasn’t in a suit today. Instead, he wore fitted trousers that particularly showed off his butt, and a white long-sleeved jumper that clung to his body. He looked very trim, muscles clearly visible.
“He’s flatter than a week-old soda, Callum,” Sophia remarked, tapping a pencil against her chin. “But the definition? You’ve turned him into a marble statue.”
She got up and went over to have a feel of Julian’s muscles. He didn’t balk at all; he was quite used to Sophia by now, and after all, they had been grinding against each other at the club, so were very comfortable.
“Wow, Julian, the work you’ve done with Callum really has made a huge difference.
I thought you were well defined before, but now even more so.
” She pressed his upper arm with her pencil, feeling the resistance.
“Mmm!” She was clearly impressed, but now also worried whether the suits they had made him would still fit.
“Thanks, my love,” he said, giving her a peck on the cheek.
“Good. Hunger looks expensive on camera,” Sophia said, standing up and beckoning her master tailor over with the first rough-patterned suit. It was pretty much finished, just with loose hand-sewn stitching, to allow for final adjustments.
Julian disappeared off into the changing room with the tailor, emerging a few minutes later in the suit, which was light grey with the upturned collar feature he liked from Sophia’s sketch, and a very flashy Paisley patterned interior in lime green and purple.
“What do you think, Cal?” Julian asked, eager for his opinion.
“I love it. I think it looks awesome, and I love the Paisley - it’s so not you!” Julian laughed, turning and admiring himself in the mirror.
The suit already looked good, hugging every inch of his body. It showed Julian’s physique off to perfection, but the tailor was already pulling on the fabric at the legs and drawing chalk marks on the seams as Sophia pointed things out that needed fine adjustment.
“Happy with these adjustments?” Sophia asked.
“Yes, I love it. It’s very fitted and quite…snug.” He pulled the trousers out at the groin where his bulge was quite prominent. “Could you possibly create a bit more room here, please?”
“Yes, of course,” Sophia said, giggling. “We know you are a Titan of Industry after all.” She made googly eyes at him.
“Can’t help what God gave me,” he replied, making googly eyes back, which caused Callum to laugh out loud from his chair.
The second suit was then tried on, and most of the same areas needed similar adjustments. The tailors had done their job well, creating two identical suits in different colours, the second dark grey with a violent pink and crimson striped lining. It really was something to see.
Julian’s hard work and dedication had altered his body shape, hence needing the adjustments. Sophia was satisfied; her tailor knew what he needed to adjust, and they would now make the final alterations and sew the two suits to those refined fittings.
Julian left the store happy. He loved both suits and was impressed with the fit. Tight enough for the magazine shoot, but also, once adjusted, with a little breathing space for when he was back to eating normally and doing his routine exercise sessions.
“What did you think then, coach?” Julian asked Callum once they were in the car.
“I thought they both looked amazing. I hadn’t appreciated the alterations we’ve made to your body over time. I think you’ve changed a lot.”
“You’ve changed me, Cal, and only for the better.” He leant in to kiss him.
“Oh, you did all the hard work, Jules.” Callum smiled at him.
As he sat back, Julian considered how different his life was now, compared to even just six months ago.
The transformation was quite breathtaking.
He had a boyfriend; he was stronger and fitter; they had opened themselves to the world, maybe not intentionally, but he wasn’t even that bothered by it.
The time was coming to share more, very soon.
He looked across at the man sitting to his right with nothing but admiration, affection and love.
The time to say that word out loud was definitely closing in on them.
The support Callum had given him was just incredible.
He’d trained more, worked harder, and physically transformed himself, far beyond his own expectations.
The photo-shoot was still pressing on his mind, but after today’s suit fitting and the comments from Sophia, he accepted that he’d changed.
Callum’s Lycra and naked workouts had also helped.
He had a body he should be proud of. Correction, he was proud of it. Now time to show it off.