(more from Sneaky Leaf’s diary here)
The first time I smoked pot right before sex was in college with my girlfriend. I didn’t know shit about herb then and didn’t know what strain my girlfriend was repeatedly loading into her one-hitter.
In retrospect, it was definitely some average “B-ster” sativa—the shift in consciousness from the weed was really subtle, mostly ‘cause it was cheap, low-grade shit that was light even for a total lightweight novice, which I was at the time. I think my girlfriend was experimenting with me, seeing what it would be like screwing this totally inexperienced dork who had only recently tried pot for the first time—I know, I’m a late bloomer. But my girl’s shitty pot opened up my brain in such a clear and lucid way that I just naturally fell into a kind of “zone,” for lack of a better term, and definitely achieved a level of sexual stamina that I was never capable of before I had ever smoked weed. I didn’t even realize until after we both came. I could tell she was surprised and delighted with the results of her experiments of weeding out her novice fuck buddy. I wasn’t any dynamo, really, but it was a noticeable improvement!
I was pretty convinced from the get-go that ganja was an aphrodisiac, but opinion varies widely on this issue. I have an acquaintance that firmly believes that longterm weed smoking dramatically reduces sex drive. I am sure that’s very true for some people. However, for myself, I have smoked all day, almost every day, for 19 years, and I am horny as fuck. They say the same about Willie Nelson, and he’s still a love machine after 50 years of daily weed smoking! You’re an inspiration, Willie!
I have made several weed deliveries to porn sets. One of my clients is a makeup artist. She works freelance, mainly for fashion, but occasionally she gets booked doing makeup for porn shoots. Yeah, there are some being made right here in New York. Each of the three times I have visited the porn production people their set stank super skunky. My makeup artist friend cracks up hysterically ‘cause she can see I’m excited about my work today—it shows through my pants. She picks up three boxes of Head Band to share with two of the girls. Head Band is Sour Diesel crossed with Master Kush—ultra stony shit. A pound of Head Band is one of the few that can surpass Sour Diesel and O.G. Kush in terms of pricing.
I’m not supposed to be there, at the set, so I only get a quick glimpse of two hideous dudes holding a video camera and an extra microphone over this ultra-luscious girl with a Ken doll-looking guy’s cock deep in her ass. Aside from the ugly dudes, there was another guy taking still shots for posters and DVD cover images. They would stay in penetration but temporarily stop the motion and do a series of poses under the photographer’s direction. A bunch of still-shot light bulb flashes, more direction, and back to real-time fucking. The girl is awesome, what a pro! My friend tells me that out of eleven people on the set, everyon smokes weed except one guy. I guess that’s some kind of endorsement for marijuana’s reputed powers of arousal. I definitely get a lot of clients who buy weed from me either shortly before they fuck, or right after. There is that familiar look: the clothes just thrown on in a hurry and the “Oh hey, I just washed my hands,” so there’s the elbow-to-elbow greeting. Or clients will just outright tell me the weed they are acquiring is for a special evening with their girl- or boyfriend.
I do notice though that a lot of girls seem to prefer alcohol to weed as a sex stimulant. I’m really curious about the readers’ perspective on this. It makes sense to me. If you are about to either alter your life or possibly ruin it with either birth, disease, or just the eternal nature of love that might come as a result of fucking someone, the neuro-depressant dissociating, blurred nature of alcohol may be preferred over the luminescent, neuro-stimulating marijuana; the former might illuminate those unfortunate ugly realities and spoil the party before it gets started.
