DOSE:	2 bowls	smoked	Cannabis
		oral	Cannabis	(edible / food)

BODY WEIGHT:

160 lb

I am 18 years old and live in the southeastern United States. This report covers one of my recent marijuana experiences. I have only indulged in the stuff a few times, the first time being last june, the second in august, and twice in the past couple weeks due to having it around and having free time to experiment.

Regardless, I ran from my residence down to the railroad tracks, and pulled out an apple that I had with me. I carved a bowl in the top of the apple and poked a hole through it with a pin. I then proceeded to smoke a couple of bowls out of the apple, enjoying the sensuality of the smoke and being irritated by the burning sensation in my lungs (as per usual). In no time at all, the familiar sensations began creeping through my body, that relaxed feeling with the heightened vision and fuzzy thinking that I usually get. After looking around, I put down the apple and start running.

It is one in the morning (ish, time was the last thing on my mind), and I run down the railroad tracks, across the street and get back on my university's campus. At this point, I happily run by several buildings, the grocery store, my dormitory, past a couple of statues and past the bell tower in the middle of campus. By this point, I have become completely hypnotized by the rhythm of my feet hitting the pavement, with my breathing perfectly in sync. I find myself snapping a little rhythm along with myself just for fun. One of the highlights of my middle of the night run was the feeling in my legs. With every lift of my legs, I could feel my muscles pushing and pull on my bones, and what normally I would have found exhausting and kind of unpleasant became a wonderful massaging sensation of sorts coming from my legs.

I didn't really want to stop running, so I decided that since I really wanted to listen to some music, I would run over to the studio of the radio station nearby and hang out with whoever happened to be DJing at that point in time (I do this routinely, I work there in the middle of night once a week, so they know me pretty well). I run up the stairs to the 3rd floor radio station, forget where I was going halfway, and wind up confusedly on the second floor. Regardless, I realize the fact that the hallway I'm trying to get in doesn't exist and is on the next floor up. Two men sitting on a bench give me a weird look and comment on how 'that guy's probably high'. How true. I run up the stairs again and get to the radio station, where I enthusiastically chill and rest from my jog, chatting with a DJ whose name currently escapes me. He puts on some music that sounds unbelievably happy to me. I sit there for awhile, enjoying all of the music as much as possible, which isn't that hard because most of it for some reason was all electro-blippy and stuff.

Then the munchies kicked in. I said goodbye and ran back to my dorm. My friends L and L, who live two doors down from me, have a surplus of food. I happily indulged myself and was snacktacular. Then I listened to whatever L was listening to on his laptop and found myself staring at the visualizations for who knows how long. I then chatted with a friend on AIM, but I can't remember who exactly it was because I was too distracted by the music playing behind me. I was mesmerized. Then, since I had the place to myself, I decided to try something that I haven't done in awhile, but seemed fitting since my g/f currently is unavailable for lovemaking. I decided to have a stoned masturbation session.

Wow, is all I can say at this point. The feelings of orgasmic and sexual energy began flowing through me completely, as if there was a wave of feel-good energy emanating through my loins and through the rest of my body. Plus, the rhythmicness of the whole deal made it even more hypnotic. I had an awareness of almost every point in my body, especially areas in my reproductive system. I could feel all of my genitalia, all of the tubes and stuff inside there (vas deferens, etc, etc) and even my prostate, which happened to feel just as pleasant. My roommate starts to unlock the door, I quickly roll over and pretend to be asleep. He leaves to go take a shower, and I enthusiastically resume. At the point of orgasm (which isn't much of a climax at this point, because the entire thing was so ridiculously sensual), I could actually feel the contraction of my prostate and the semen flowing up and out of me, almost as if in slow motion. At this point, I listen to my music, whatever it was at this point, I have no clue. I then go to sleep.

Next morning, I wake up, pack my stuff, eventually find my keys and go to class with a massive smile on my face.

I'm trying not to be too much of a pothead, but with experiences as described above, I find it difficult not to want to regularly.

[Reported Dose: "Two bowls, smoked, small amounts eaten"]

Exp Year: 2008	ExpID: 74003
Gender: Male
Age at time of experience: 18
Published: May 1, 2020	Views: 696
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