My name is Lee, I stand about 6’5 and weigh just under 225lbs. Short dark brown hair and light green eyes, like harry potter green. I am very fit due to the many sports I played in high school, Football, Basketball, Track, and Swimming. Out of all of the things I did in high school the most enjoyable was smoking some herb. Now for those of you who oppose to the use of Marijuana I am sorry, most people do not understand that it can be used for more than just smoking, you can cook with it make clothing, plastics, and paper. When they ask me why I smoke so much weed, I simply reply “Its not a habit, its a life style.” So that is enough about me now on to the story……


Driving home from work I kept thinking, man that was a piss poor day at work. So I decide its time to relax, pulling out my cigarettes I pull out one of my prerolled joints and light up. Innstaly I feel the tension release itself from my back and shoulders calming me. Taking another pull as I pull into the drive way, I am greeted by my very energetic black lab Bella. She comes skidding around the corner her claws clicking on the tile as she slides trying to regain her balance. Jumping, she lands on my chest knocking me over, shes a big dog. She imediataly drew her attention to the joint still burning in my hand, as her tail began to wag slowly at first I took a drag filling my lungs to the max her tail began to wag faster and faster, while I exhale she sticks her eager nose infront of my mouth inhaling the smoke pouring from my lungs, yeah she smokes with the big boys. And again for the animal lovers this is compleatly harmless she takes it from me I don’t force it upon her. Kissing her ontop of the head “Thats my girl.” Just being referred to sent her tail wagging franticaly.


Over the years I have aquired many smoking acssesories ranging from six inch bongs to a massive seven footer, Hookas ranging from one to eight hoses, pipes, steam rollers, vaporizers, gas masks, and most importanly the chamber but thats for another story. Stopping to admire my many toys I picked up the Beast which was the first real bong that I had purchased it is acualty classified as a zong for its stright pipe feature, this thing is a true killer the first time I hit it I threw up keep in mind all I had really hit were homemade bongs and pipes never one that was made by a pro. Grabbing a clean pair of clothes I make my way to the bathroom, as I wait for the water to warm and the steam to build I admire my fit and toned body. On top of most of the major muscle groups I have many tattoos my favorite being a siginature I got from Cheech and Chong as on my left peck, as soon as I got them to sign me I went straight to the tattoo parlor I was really trashed that night. My eyes following my reflection in the mirror I look at my washboard abs and dark tan skin, my eight inch cock begins to grow at the mere thought of hopefuly gettin lucky at this party tonight.


Walking back to my room after my shower I start to assemble my arsenal of smoking acsessories for the party I decide on a few pipes and the beast. Loading them into my custom made case, I throw about seven grams onto my swingers(scales) and bag it up time to party. Getting to my car I light up another Spliff its about a twenty minute drive to Barley’s(like the grain). Barley is the first person I hung out with during my freshman year in college we party like every night now, his place is the spot to be, always a keg or atleast twelve cases of beer for every party, five beer pong tables, five or six beer bongs and everything else you would want at a party.

Making my way up the flight of stairs to get to the party I can already tell its a big one, I can hear the music so clearly through the walls and hear loud voices as people compete with the music to hold a conversation. Reaching the landing I see several people having a cigarette in the hallway, Barley does not allow cigarette smoke in his place. I decide I need to have one before making my rounds thru the party, as I light up a girl who stands about 5’2 looks my way ive talked with her a few times she has long flowing black hair about to her mid back, small blue eyes that sparkled. Her breasts are something to be admired at 34DD they towered her small firm frame. I wave and she begins to make her way over. “Hey Lee!” she yells over the crowd.

“How you doin Brittany?” I ask

“DRUNK”

“Yeah looks like it” I laugh. I can’t seem to bring my eyes away from her bouncing breasts as she jumps up and down in excitement.

“I see you brough your toys with you tonight”

“You know I don’t go anywhere without my toys”

“You got Herb?” she says giving me the cutest smile.

“Maybe, if your a good girl.”

“Wheres your girl”

“Far away and not comming back, she split.”

“Why?”

“I dunno really I just came home last week and she was gone havent heard from her since, so fuck it I don’t care anymore.”

“Awww, I’m sorry.” reaching up she planted a kiss on my cheeck.

“Thanks its ok i’ll be fine, I’m gonna try and find some strange to night.”

“If your a good boy.” she said

“Don’t tease me!” I say with a smile.

Throwing my smoke away I tell her I’m going in to make my rounds. “Don’t forget about me, come back out later and get me.” she says into my ear as she grasps my cock through my pants. Cupping her breast “Oh i’ll come back.” Making my way back up the hall I open the door and am greeted by the heat of many bodies and the strong scent of Marijuana. I push my way through the throngs of people to get to the back room and deposit my gear. Pulling out another joint I light up and make my way down the hall pushing my way through people the football days comming back to me. As I enter the front room I find my friend Stan sittin down. “Whats up dude?” I yell, I pass him the joint. “Not much man, where the good at?” “you know where its at, get the guys and meet me in the back room in five I brought the beast.” “No shit?” “No shit, meet me in five.” I say as I make my way to the kitchen to get water and beer.