Oregonleatherballs BW Hypnosmoke Animations & Blurb

 Oregonleatherballs Black & White Hypnosmoke Animations

Oregonleatherboy

	Both of them looked at him seriously and one of them punched him in the shoulder Other one said
	we're not fucking gay faggots.
	fag turned around, walking away he got to the door of the bathroom inside of the mall.
	Wrapped his hand around the handle turning around to see what was taking his friend so long.
	what are you doing man?WTF?
	His friend had fallen under his knees the fist landed on the mountains man's black leather blazer which sent a strange electrical jolt throughout the body
	What are you doing man? Let's go fine and leaving without you. Whatever the fuck is going on.
	He opened the door, walked out. It flew back off them and he said
	Come on
	Ran and put his hand on his friend's shoulder to pull him away. The man in the black leather suit, stood watching.
	What the fuck did you do to him?
	j
	As his friend stared off into space it seemed upward into the man's face which made him strangely content until his buddy smacked him upside the head hard enough to make him fall over.
	The man raised his right hand. The man raised up his right hand and open the palm of the black leather glove.
	Out shot a beam of light straight into the eyes. Of the second man who sighed and said inside whoa
	The beam of light forced him to his knees right next to his friend who had gotten up from being pushed over who was also kneeling You
	blatantly objectifying questionably legal jockboys and Abercrombie Swagtards
	blatantly objectifying questionably legal jockboys and Abercrombie Swagtards

Squeaking Black Leather Biker Jacket & Slow Smoke Oregonleatherboy

 

Squeaking Black Leather Biker Jacket & Slow Smoke

Oregonleatherboy

The rippling crescendo of the many different pores in the tanned skin of tightly wound collagen rubbing and bumping 

like Dom and sub humping

inescapable like the smell

it rings a bell

that quells the inner hell

Rumbling while fingers fumbling & feeling the flesh a flash of future with furtive felinesque fucking unfolding fetish to relish on that

🌭 hawt dawg 

if the cacophony of leather creaking doesn't send you freaking than it must be time to join the cum cults

if ya want some results

not resulting in the same ol pootangled majority spit

this is the shit-cutter

put away the margarine  🧈 

cause PPPimp DdDadDdy

got butter....

wetter....

AaAnti-trend sweattter

....even better

 Mire In The Hollow Voids

Oregonleatherballs

The mire of such hollow and empty void Walking down the hallway with windows on either side open to the cacophony of curtains blowing. To and fro. The wind passing by his skin like a busy New York City subway station. But nobody else was in the hallway.  Heat lightning, without the crescendo of thunder to back it up. The kind of lightning that is ushered in by summer storms with high front meeting, low front end. He didn't take notice. Just kept on walking. Small, slow, tiny, even miniscule dragging of his big feet which made the sound of corn chips being crunched on was dragging them along in a zombie like fashion and instinctual. She was calling from the other end of the hallway and he needs To get to her. She was moaning out Loud almost catlike begging for cock to come Fill her up with cum That unforgettable, soft hollow within the center of her was all that was left in his mind.  Most of all burying his manhood within Her fertile domain Until She has overcome with The angst and Horror Have Life swallowed By The dominant piercing Christian though that was His orgy  Until, once again he heard Soft dreamy bird some of his love Lady and The mother of his children Turning the corner. He looked in shock, math falling agape. There she was standing on a tall pedestal.  Still polished skin like marble, eyes void of emotion. legs spread wide open to her statue and fingering a small opening that a waterfall of springwater came emptying into a small pool near her feet mouth wide open as if just about to scream in fright.  lovely sounds coming from within sounds which lured him to the pool of water at the statues feet flooded with emotion and memory a tear perched in the corner of his eye waiting for what only a heirlooms such as a gem of saltwater could answer that question and pulling up all of the Anguish and Sorrow inside.  Just as death's abyss was giving a soft reprieve and a dark calm swallowing him he could feel it his backside being mounted and face Being held underneath crystal clear water That choked him pulling his soul ego into the water like a vacuum as for the first time his ass was pumped with a dark toxic seed that would fill his body in seconds causing a Hiroshima like effect to all of the immune cells trapped beneath the rippling water.	LessMind Mindless LessMind Mind The man was alone; lightning strikes could be seen in flashing shadows against the tall vases and sharp corners of the window. So it was silent lightning.  Pow, all of a sudden, the thunder could be heard and the building shock like an earthquake headset loose tremors and causing a tr.e.mble in his loin and down the side of his leg. Were a warm trail of fresh piss crescendo down like a waterfall on to his bare feet. aware of a movement that kept him shimmying from window to window shutting them each one by one only to have the wind blow them forcefully back open as soon as he turned his back In an unaware stupor dream like he paced on following the voice there it was again.  He would follow it like a drone feeding on the soft, pretty enchantment of her voice the curves that made him want to touch her  The siren song that pulled him from the genitalia onward, like a fish strapped to the line the mire of such hollow and empty void got his left of his mindless soul cried out and robotically, he started to hump the nearest corner He splashed his face deep into the water, holding it there, waiting for the water to suffocate his misery and drown him at the feet of his love. He could see his head being yanked above and body walked away while he remained encapsulated in the fountain of fantasy, fear and fucking.
Voodoo Voice caused you through the silence like voodoo  like a Voodoo in your mind  grew in your mind the chanting of drums  the chanting of your heartbeat  just like a warm palm on your restless mind  your restless mind is in my warm palm  the Voodoo caresses you and the Voodoo caresses you you are caressed by the voice  which instructs to lay the body in a comfortable spot  nice comfortable spot within 10 feet  where you decide  that if you had to lay in one spot for an eternity  that spot within 10 feet  is where you would put your body down  like a big load a bag of material  The bag of bones  flashing animated overtones  The chance of Voodoo moans and the voice  It allows the serpent in  allows a serpent inside  to set up a protective circle surrounding your heart  It tells " head tail to head  head to tail" and as the voice takes over playing your heartbeat  in a sorcerers drum Head swallows the tail  Your voice like the hand guiding you out of the body  One palms rubbing the body warm palms  rubbing its body pulling its soul away  into the Voodoo & under hoodoo of dominance cause he does it with prominence Or within in with this distance far off at this instance reality at a glance or was it the angle of our stance what not have the sorcerer's sails effortlessly,  effortlessly standing reminding and reprimanding completely physically demanding while uphanding by backhanding them into place right across the face leaving the body behind.  walked over the door open   walk straight or walk forward to the nearest although it won't be the clearest wooded area with big trees leaves are blowing wind tore against the body pressing like a whore exciting nose to get snotty like an airborne hottie Areolas in the air pinch the tip and go over there  Where the wind blows your job away and the crack that broke your back the government has a big stack and much more coming down the track cuz they want to bring the wiggity whack back making sure everybody has a fat sack of sacrilege to go with the big fat bottle of Uncle Sam's righteous Right-wing Rum so good it'll turn you into a bum But boy does it make you cum Or go have a drink in a blink not think IQ scrams for Uncle sam's righteous Right-wing Rum just passed this ridge at the bottom of the fridge body is effortlessly walking  into through wooded area  and down the path  following the voice without a choice  the chanting of the drums  are left behind   heart beating, beating  within the body   it's comfortable spot  that it shows  that it chose  to be in for an eternity.  If it had to as it wants to.  The voice leads it forward   before its eyes out of nowhere  so if the wind whipping  through the waves,  the chatter of the breeze   the warm wiping palm that guides It's all leading to the church  Have you turned off?sorcery will turn you on where it will get down on its knees and praise Like voodoo  Because a man can't go all the time even a hard worker must take a day let's take right now Right now let's take the time to lay & Play back to the most comfortable spot the body can be In the quiet of the womb Not quieter in the tomb there is much less room for lingering past to loom Future is burdened with Doom life's flower has yet to bloom In end Swept away with broom Grow tall up a wall Wither Fall all for sun a little fun before nature's violence A voice echoes in silence here again at the tomb at the end of life's womb like Voodoo like Voodoo the voice penetrates through the silence  like like a sensation that pulls you in the voice.
stood in the back of a dark robot in guest room with a bunch of punk rockers. huddled in the corner shooting dope In a sea of colored hair and pale white skin. The powers that be know that addiction is society's affliction and is affiliated with darkness for the starkness of spirituality	LessMind Mindless LessMind Mind Less a mind when it matters then it matters to our mind Wealthy & White Cumming to the nearest public Propaganda Program for poor Pejorative People.  Come down gather at the steeple 🕍 of Internet Sheeple 🐑 We have all been programmed since before birth by the rich man