03-31-2011, 11:45 AM
As soon as Samuel began to eat, Two B yawned and rose up from the bed. He cracked his neck and rotated his arms, shaking the sleep from them as he looked at his little boytoy and smiled. "Morning," he said, before kissing Samuel, wrapping his arms around him tightly. The kiss went on for a few minutes, and Two B would try to push his tongue into his slave's mouth, his cock hardening as their lips met.
There is no such thing as a being of pure evil or pure good. We are all created with an equal chance of good or of evil.