My dearest friend, it’s been such a long time. I was very pleased to hear that you graduated with top honors, you’ve made me very proud. I yearn for you companionship, I hope you desire mine as well.

It’s been too long since I’ve caressed your golden hair, and look into your ice-blue eyes. The thought of caressing your body pleasures me so. You must be quiet a man now. Fully grown in all your manly glory.
I miss you dearly, your warm tender kisses upon my body. Your hands all over me. Miliardo I’m longing for you intensely. You might think I obsessed, but I’m a mere mortal in love with a Prince.

Well to finalize my little perverted letter, I hope to see you in a few days, when I visit OZ ’s facilities in Europe. Until then.

Ai shiteru,
Treize.

Zechs was quiet astonished at his friends sincerity about his feelings and desires. The letter continued:

PS: How are you? I think this is going to decent part of my letter to you. Although I should have written this part first. I’m very happy to hear about your high ranking, and your interesting nick-name: Lighting Baron. I hope that you’re not as quick in everything else you do, besides battle!
I hope you continue with your success.

Treize.

A long smile stretched across Zechs face as he finished reading the naughty letter. But is smile was replaced by an expression of agony. After reading Treize’s letter he was even more aroused. “Damn him, for... for being so...so damn forward and not to mention explicit.”

He then got up and went to his quarters. He was glad he would totally alone, he was tired and aroused, that wasn’t a good combination. As he entered his room, he started disrobing. First his military jacket, then his knee high boots. He slowly unbuttoned his shirt, his hands sensually caressed his chest, his pelvis, hard and firm, but not quiet as hard a what now lay erected in his pants.

He then unzipped his pants, took them off. And last but not least he took off his mask. “Oh I need a cold shower,” he thought to himself. But not even that could suppress his desires. He’d made love to women, but it felt so much better just caressing Treize’s body. Although they hadn’t gotten physically intimate, the tiny sensual moments they shared together felt so strong, so good.

The blond god entered the shower, the cold water caressing every crease and hardened inch of his body. The water caressed his muscular back, well formed pectoral. Sensual six pack, hardened rear end. All this of course from the rigorous training at the Lake Victoria Military Academy.

“Oh!” he exclaimed, the water felt so good, but it did little to calm the fire burning deep in his loins. His desire increased as he imagined Treize bathing with him, touching his body. Zechs lowered his hand and caressed his now fully erected manhood, his hand motioning up and down as his fingers embraced his sex. It didn’t take very long considering all the naughty thoughts going through his head. The pleasure was too much, he couldn’t take it anymore, finally release. The warm liquid flowed thru’ his loins. His breath and heart beat slowly regained their normal pace.

After his shower he ate dinner. He had trouble sleeping, Treize was still torturing his thoughts, his body was flushed and aroused. He could hardly wait to see him again.

Treize inspected himself in the mirror once again, like he had done ten times before. He wanted to look just perfect for his Prince. He paced the room awaiting his flight to Paris, time seem to go by so slow. Finally he was called to board the plane.
His flight was long and tiring, but the thought of Zechs remained in his mind. As the shuttle touch the runway, his heart rate increased. He was finally here. Zechs was only a few hours away.

As he got off the plane, he noticed a long platinum-blond streak of hair. The person was very tall and was in a uniform. “Could it be?” he asked himself silently. Treize approached the mysterious man that was focused deeply into his work, inspecting the Oz’s most recent MS, the Cancer. As he got closer he noticed the mask, and was reassured that it was Zechs. His heart fluttered, he had no idea he had grown into such an astonishingly beautiful man. Treize wanted Zechs even more, now that he had seen what a beautiful specimen he become.

He walked slowly, actually he tried to walk slowly. He was nervous, he usually didn’t lose control over himself like this. But when it came to his Prince none of his bodily functions could be controlled.

Zechs looked up from his inspection sheet and saw a familiar face approaching him. “I’m I dreaming?” Finally Treize was in front of him. They observed each other, their eyes caressing each silhouette of their respective uniforms. Treize noticed Zechs hair, it had grown quiet long, touching the beginnings of his buttocks. “Oh those buttocks. They must be hard and firm form all the training his been thru’,” Treize thought to himself, as he imagined caressing Zechs’ rear end with something other than his hands. Zechs was now a man, fully developed in all his manly glory. Everything he had expected and more.

Neither of them could speak, they were unconsciously holding their breath, as they wailed in their inner fantasies of each others bodies. Suddenly Zechs got the strength to speak, “Treize, It’s good to see you!” And they briefly embraced.
“It’s good to see you too my friend. Are you busy?”
“No, I’m done.”
“Good let’s go somewhere a bit more private.”

They walked steadily to Zechs office, their arms brushing briefly as they took each step. “I didn’t expect to see you so soon,” said Zechs.
“Really, when did you receive my letter?”
“Last night.”
“Hmm, was it difficult to read the inscriptions?”
“You mean your perverted sex messages!”
“Yes,” he responded with a naughty grin.
“Well, I understood everything! Your letter didn’t exactly help the situation at the moment. I was a bit “worked up” before I read it. I was only left in sexual distress.”
“Well I’m glad it had that effect on you,” said Treize as he opened the door to Zechs office. They entered and Treize seized Zechs body against the door, his hand caressed the revealing part of Zechs face. Treize shortened the distance between their mouths and they kissed. Their lips entwining passionately, their tongues lingering in and out off each others mouth. “Hmm. I missed you taste,” said Zechs to Treize.
“Your lips are my favorite threat.”
“I hope you’ll feel the same way about my other body parts,” responded Zechs wickedly. Treize rejoiced his indecent proposal. They touched each other and which caress their desire grew stronger, their heart pumped faster as their grew breath uneven.

To their surprise there was a knock, they hadn’t heard it a first, it was very persistent. The two lovers, let go of each other, and fixed their uniforms. Zechs sat at his desk and Trieze on the sofa. Zechs summoned the person in. It was a young cadet, he requested the inspection sheet that Zechs had filled out earlier. After it was handed to the cadet he left.

As the door was shut, Treize stood up and hugged Zechs from behind, “I need you Zechs, kiss me.” Zechs turned around and made Trieze sit down on the sofa once again. He kneeled down, and took off his mask. He put his hands on Treize’s face and caressed it softly. Their lips approached and they were lost once again in the pleasurable trance of their desire.

Breathing heavily Zechs found the strength to stop kissing his loved one. “We must stop!” he exclaimed, his breath uneven.
“Why?” asked Treize in an innocent tone.
“Because I’ll end up ripping your clothes off.”
“And what’s so wrong about that?” he asked as he eyed Zechs wickedly. Zechs smiled, “I wouldn’t want to ruin your uniform.”
“I have others.” After a few more minutes of passionate necking. Treize left Zechs to continue with his work. They agreed to meet for dinner.

Treize waited impatiently for his lover at a famous French restaurant called, “Les Bonne Repas”. Finally after a few more minutes of personal agony, Zechs arrived and sat in the chair in front of him. Being so advanced in the future many people visited this restaurant to experience what it might have been like to live in the twenty-first centaury. The peace of an era so long ago.
The restaurant was very traditional in every sense. The decor was antique, it was simple and welcoming. It had a deck and one could sit outside, enjoy some wine and embrace the subtle wind blowing around their bodies. It was a marvelous night. The stars were showing off their most beautiful garments. They shown like if the night was meant only for Treize and Zechs.

The two men sat on the deck and admired each others company in silence. I would perceive that their minds were too busy fantasizing about each others body, and couldn’t possibly try to make conversation.
All they did was admire each others body. They didn’t even look at the menu. It had been such a long time since they had seen each other that they could hardly believe what they had in front of each other.
An air of desire surrounded them intensely, it was like if the goddess Aphrodite had spread her aura of sensuality around the air that entered their bodies. When the waiter came to see if they were ready to order, they snapped put of their trance and paid attention to the menu for once.

They both ordered meat for dinner and the finest red wine. Treize dropped his napkin under the table and went to get it. As he was down there, Zechs felt something caressing his inner thigh. He was a bit alarmed at first but soon calmed down when he realized it was his wicked lover. Treize caressed Zechs inner thigh shamelessly. All he did was torture the poor boy, increasing his desire. Treize saw Zechs swell and was satisfied with what he had done. He retured to his seat and saw Zechs gleaming at him not too nicely. Treize laughed and Zechs kicked him. “Ouch, why the hell did you do that?” asked Treize in a surprised tone.
“Because you’re a naughty boy and think you need a good spanking.”
“Shall that be something to look forward to, in the extent of the night?” Treize asked in a naughty tone, not expecting to get an answer.
“May be I should take out my belt and kneel you over my lap and get the job done right now!”
“You’re so bold, but I won’t dare you. Cause the last time I tried that you went thru’ with it.” While staying at the Khushenerada mansion, five years ago, Treize had dared Zechs to go into the living room, where most of the family was resting. He had to open Treize’s uncle’s cabinet and take a shot of whiskey. To Treize’s surprise, little Zechs did it. Treize returned from his momentary flash back and looked at Zechs, he wish he could stare into his eyes, like he had done so many times before when they were younger. But the mask prevented it. But that was all right, he would be able to do whatever he wanted after dinner.

As they ended their main course, the waiter came to the table and asked what sort of desert they would prefer. Zechs quickly dismissed him. Treize looked disappointed because he did want desert. Zechs saw his expression and quickly remarked, “Don’t worry my love, I have a special desert for you. You’ll enjoy it a million times more that the finest *white chocolate*.” Treize grinned and was quiet surprised at how bold and wicked his little Prince had become.

After their dinner they took a little stroll and then went to Zechs apartment. Zechs was about to leave Treize to go and undress when he was stopped. Treize held him by the hand and lead him to the bedroom.
After they entered he closed the door. Treize moistened Zechs lips with his tongue, then kissed his cheeks and neck. His hand unbuttoned Zechs shirt and slide unto his warm flesh. Each caress tantalized him even more. “Do you want me?” asked Treize, although he already knew the answer. He just wanted to make sure, he wasn’t forcing this coupling to early onto his Prince. “I do want you. Badly.” And with these words Zechs pulled Treize closer and kissed him passionately. They began approaching the bed, Treize summoned Zechs to lay down, He undressed himself slowly in front of Zechs. This increased his desire even more as he took notice of all the luscious hardened curves on his lovers body. His chest was wide and tight, his torso perfectly formed by hours of training and exercise. The hardest curve (well we can’t say exactly a curve, for it was pointy) was revealed when Treize lowered his trousers exposing his well endowed manliness. Zechs eyes widen at the beautiful sight he had fantasized about so many times prior. It was definitely more than he had imagined. Treize noticed the naughty lust and surprise in his Prince’s eyes.

Treize then touched himself, first his chest, then his pelvis. His fingers lingered to the darkened curly tendrils that adorned his prominent manhood. His fingers sensually teased Zechs eyes because they never quiet touched his groin. Instead, Treize took Zechs hand and put in on his pelvis and lowered it to touch his erected penis. Zechs was flustered and red. He was some what embarrassed although he didn’t know why. He felt himself swell even more as his hand touched Treize in such and intimate spot.

Treize lowered himself so that Zechs was in between his legs. He started to undress him. It aroused him terribly to feel the swell underneath him. They kissed deeply, Treize kissed his Prince’s neck, torso, pelvis, naval and then his prominent erection. Zechs gasped loudly as he felt the warmth of his lovers mouth around his penis. It felt so good, so intense. Treize released him for a moment and said, “You’re right, this desert taste a million times better than any white chocolate.” Zechs released and Treize felt his hand massaging his penis. Treize was also in a deep amount of pleasure and needed immediate release. He looked into Zechs eyes and saw that he was ready. After he utilized the lubricant in the appropriate places, the penetration began. After some difficulty, Treize was able to satisfy himself and his now deflowered lover.