WeedLoveAnarchy

Love, Anarchism, and Weed an erotic fiction by Shock

After a long night at the occupy rally, Bodhidharma420 was heading home with pleasant thoughts of ending the state. He was feeling especially rebellious and even scoffed at a facist pig giving a homeless man a drunk in public charge. "Hey you"

he screamed from the opposite sidewalk, "Why don't you go home and beat your wife you oppressive maobamist!" He ran the rest of the way home, knowing that the facists had probably called in a hit on him for his brave words.

He made it to his one bedroom flat in record time and quickly bolted inside for fear of drone strikes. His roommate, Straightfoolish, was listening to NPR and painting the apartment red as Bodhi jumped inside. "Surprise!" Straight yelled, "do you like the

new color?" Bodhi looked around at the freshly painted apartment and sighed with relief. "It's beautiful, just looking at it is making me feel so much better" "Better?" said Straight, "What's wrong, I thought you were burning

bibles at the occuply rally tonight." "I was, but a facist pig almost killed me after I stopped him from murdering a homeless man on my way home" "Oh dear!" said Straight, "I hope that the NSA didn't follow you here!"

"No, I was wearing my homemade hemp clothing, there's no way they could have planted any tracking devices." Straight walked to the couch and pulled a small box out from under the cushions. He opened the box and showed its contents

to Bodhi. Bodhi's face lit up with a smile, "It's beautiful." Straight pulled a plastic bag of weed from the box. "I bought it off of my pilates instructor." They quickly settled onto the couch and started smoking

the tasty Purple Indica Latino Milkshake Ride. Bodhi related the rest of the Occupy rally and Straight told him about how far he could now stick his legs behind his head. Soon, they were super baked and watching the latest King of the Hill.

Bodhi started to stare at the fresh red paint and noticed that he was getting high off of the fumes as well as the weed. His hand drifted to Straight's, as it often did, and he found comfort in his strong grasp. Bodhi and Straight had been roommates for

many years. They had dropped out of the facist high school together and began their lives as radical anarchists. Straight fought the oppressive state by tagging bridges and handing out pamplets to children at playgrounds. Bodhi

often followed cops around with his cellphone and took videos of them to put on his copwatch youtube channel. They knew that they were slowly changing the world together. Straight suddenly gripped Bodhi's hand tightly.

"What's wrong?" Bodhi asked, looking at him with concern. Straight had tears in his eyes that couldn't have come from the paint fumes. "Bodhi... I ... just... sometimes I wonder if we could be doing more to help mother earth."

"That's crazy talk!" said Bodhi, "we're doing all we can." Bodhi grabbed Straight's shoulders and looked into his red, irritated eyes. "Straight, we are truly making this world a better place for the future generations."

He hugged Straight whispered "I think that you're a hero... you're my hero" Straight was clinging to him and wiping his snot on his itchy hemp shirt. Something about Straight's tears and the paint fumes, was arousing him like no

Hobo orgy ever had. He found himself exploring Straight's waistline and further. Straight whispered, "I wondered when you would finally realize." Suddenly they were both exploring with their hands. They

started shedding clothing. Bodhi was particularly aggressive as he ripped off Straight's pants. They started fiercely kissing each other while Bodhi shoved weed up his friends ass with his pinky finger. "Bodhi, wait. " said Straight,

"I want you to shove the God Delusion up my ass." Bodhi tried in vain to fit the book in Straight's ass but it wouldn't fit. They attempted to shove more anti-facist literature in Straight's ass but nothing would fit. Neither of them ever got off and

both of them went to bed disappointed in themselves. They never attempted to have anal sex again and from then on they always kept a pillow between them in their shared bed.