Tabula Colton

Chapter 19- The Model Boy

"No, no. That's too much skin. I want my boy comfortable and warm, but his body needs more covering. He's shy and doesn't want so much attention," Mr. Takada told the stylist at Beau Gosse, a way overpriced store for high end boys just off Rodeo in Beverly Hills.

Their logo was a white outline of a muscled boy lying on his side propped up on an elbow to show a bulging bicep. Antony; our stylist with green hair, seven face piercings, and a heavy french accent; nodded confidently and slipped the red tank top off of me.

I stood there in a pair of the athletic briefs Mr. Takada had given me the day before and felt exposed in the small, brightly lit room lined with mirrors. Antony disappeared from the room in search of more modest clothes.

I turned to Mr. Takada and shivered in the cold. He came and hugged me, rubbing his hands over my chest and stopping on my pointy nipples to give them a flick while he kissed my shoulder.

Antony walked back in to find me hard in my briefs and happy in daddy's arms. He cleared his throat to get our attention, but didn't seem bothered by what he walked in on. He probably had a lot of freaky customers in this secluded, overpriced, private shop.

"Eef zyoo need time with zee boy, I come back... or I stay eef you want," Antony said as he hung up a rack of clothes.

Mr. Takada said something to him in French that sounded so sexy. Antony just laughed and gave me a wink. He pulled out a pair of gray fleece shorts and a white long-sleeved t-shirt with their logo on it and helped me into them. He put on a backwards gray baseball cap and simple white boat shoes.

It probably cost over a thousand bucks and was something I could have picked out at Target, but everything had a luxurious feel to it and Mr. Takada nodded approvingly.

"I think hee'z style eez simple boy. With this face, he should be to model!" Antony said and put his hand to my cheek. "Once thees bruise has heal, he will be back to the beauty!"

"I know. That's why I want him covered more. He already gets enough attention," Mr. Takada said.

I wondered just how much work Eizo had done on me. I didn't notice much difference from how Colton looked before. I didn't think I was that much more handsome. I had enjoyed seeing myself in the mirror, and I was getting a lot more look overs from guys and girls.

"There eez no disguise for a boy in heez prime and Colton eez so prime," Antony winked at me.

"He's a work of art, but he doesn't like all the attention. He's a daddy's boy and only wants mine," Mr. Takada said as if this was a chore for him.

I nodded. It was true. Colton got a lot of leers from others, and I knew they would be more forward if Mr. Takada wasn't there to scare them away. He knew I couldn't control myself around dominant men.

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I'd had enough attention this morning while sneaking around to check the cell phone for Julian Cheng's message. I found it on its charger, but Donovan was in the kitchen already making breakfast.

I'd slept in too late. Something about Mr. Takada's arms just put me into this deep and peaceful rest. I was having the best sleep of my life.

Luckily Donovan was preoccupied with his cooking. He gave me a morning kiss on the cheek and returned to the stove while I poured out a fresh cup of orange juice and tried to nonchalantly look at the phone.

I found Julian's message. It read: "Hey Julia. Is this still your number? I'm still in the UK and everything is working out perfectly. I've learned so much and I can't wait to see you Monday at 9:30! It'll be good to be back in our old place with you. I miss you baby."