So I'm at my buddies house with about 12 people. Like 8 guys and 4 girls, the numbers don't really matter I guess, but actually they do... It's a good thing I typed that because it will come into play later in this story. I was already pretty drunk and then my friend told me he could get acid. At first I laughed in his face and told him that we can only get it during the summer time from our group of friends, but then he said "You don't even know this person". So I humored him and listen to his story, and low and behold, he actually could get acid. I told my other friend that we would be able to get acid and he started screaming and yelling "Who's doin' acid!!!". He loves doing acid at anytime now ever since he got a hole-in-one playing golf. I actually witnessed it happen lol. (I nearly pissed myself laughing) The acid was $10 a hit, so we all got 2 hits. 6 of the people did it, so that was $120 worth... My friend who is a big drunken idiot was on the phone with the guy who would get us the acid and he kept saying "YO SELL IT TO US FOR $100 MAN, C'MOOOOON". Like a big drunken moron (If only you guys could hear his voice...). Long story short, he obviously didn't get a deal on the acid, which I don't blame the dealer for at all. So we get the shit, and we all take it. As soon as I took it I thought "Oh for fuck sakes, what I have I done?". I was pissed because now I knew I was going to be up for the whole next day. I completely forgot that I can't sleep on acid, and at this point it was already 1:30, I'll never forget looking at the clock and saying "Awww, it's already 1:30 AM and I just dropped acid, fuck!". My other friend was pissed about that too lol. When it started kicking in I was pretty much coming to the realization that I was going to have to go through a whole new trip, it would be another time being ridiculously fucked up on drugs and wishing I didn't do them in the first place. Then it started to get better. I wasn't paranoid anymore... I remember "Bloody Well Right" by Supertramp was on the radio and everything felt so "groovy". It was a cool feeling, and all of my other buddies who were there were all tripping really hard because it was their first times. (Me and 2 other people there were the only ones with prior acid experience). The others had done shrooms, but that's a whole different ballgame. It was like my vision was zooming in and out at times, it's hard to explain. Faces would go in like slow motion, but I know that wasn't really happening. I think it might have been happening in my mind, and my mind was just so open at that point that it thought the things were really happening... My "dumb" friend (the guy who called the acid dealer) always says the dumbest things to girls. He'll call them "sweetheart" and shit like that, but he honestly means it in the nicest way.. He just makes himself look so stupid when he says it because the girls get so offended and he doesn't even realize it. We were both walking down the stairs at one point and there were two of the girls coming up the stairs. My friend goes "grab me a beer, will ya sweethear?" and I blew up laughing. He said it like such an old fashioned working man, and the girls just thought he was retarded. Here's where things get fucked up. Me and my "dumb" friend always have these fucked up trips together, but those times were on shrooms, this was his first acid trip. Me and him were basically sticking together walking throughout the house joining into different conversations and sipping on our beers. Both of us thought the beer tasted fucking disgusting because we were on acid. We eventually just stopped drinking the beer. We were in the living room at one point and all of a sudden the 3 girls that were on the couch just started making out. These girls were all really good friends of ours and we would NEVER expect them to just do this. (They're all hot by the way, but that aside from the point... Just wanted to give you the visuals). So they're making out and all that is going through my body is FEAR. I don't know why, but I was scared as hell. I look at my other friend and he looks just as scared as me. I remember I kept stuttering and said "Man, let's go to the other room". And we eventually walked out and the girls said nothing to us. We go in the other room and it's a completely different atmosphere. KISS's 1977 release "Love Gun" was spinning on an actual record player (weird, a record player in the kitchen) and everyone was drinking beers and taking shots and smoking cigs. I was so happy. Me and my loudmouth friend were laughing at everything and I was smoking a cigarette for some weird reason. Then the song "Plaster Caster" came on and it was like a dark, scary , twisted/demented version of the song and I just felt so scared. Almost everyone was gone from the room. But then we saw one of our friends fucking one of our other friends behind the fridge. I was in shock a gain, I looked out the doorway and saw the girls STILL making out on the couch, there was nowhere left in the house but upstairs. But we didn't know were everyone went. We were both panicking at this point thinking terrible things. There's sex going on everywhere pretty much and we both had a head full of acid. My friend starts yelling "What's going on!" and a bunch of other crazy shit and basically had a meltdown. I was laughing so fucking hard at that point it wasn't even funny. I honestly got scared because I was laughing for so long afterward about how scared he was. It's still funny to think about. After that the night pretty much calmed down. We stayed up until 9AM playing NHL 11 while listening to records. No one ever mentioned any of the sex acts except for my dumb fucking friend who can't just drop an awkward situation. The girls who all made out were so embarrassed, but I couldn't have cared less. It scared the shit out of me, but fuck it, everything does on acid. The people who were fucking behind the fridge are just whores anyway and pretty much fuck other people all the time, so I wasn't really surprised. Disgusting, and horrifying that I had to go through seeing that on an acid trip though. It wasn't so much of a visual trip like the other times I've done acid. This was like random bits of psychological terror and extreme happiness that would comeback in forth. Except there was some zooming in/out with my vision and the room would get darker and brighter if I thought about it... it's like my brain had a dimmer switch lol. I haven't done acid since and I sure as hell won't do it for a long time. That's all folks.
AWESOME. Nothing like doing acid with a large fucking crowd, with different rooms, each with their own vibe and atmosphere. Sorry you had to see raw monkey sex. I guess it never occured to you on acid to join the threesome of hot girls making out eh? I too would wander around each room with a good friend.
Haha! I can totally relate to that man. I remember many a-trips on weekday nights in high school weirding out about tripping face and having to go to school in 4 hours or whatever haha. More recently, its been "Oh fuck, I just took way too much".. As soon as I ate 5 hits I started thinking it was gonna be too much. I knew better than to get myself in a panic but for some reason I just laid down and kept wishing I could fall asleep before it would fully kick in (hah!)...1 hour in I was tripping HARD as fuck already and starting to lose my shit. It was turbulent for a little while but I worked it out which was one of the most rewarding experiences I laughed pretty hard reading that! Mostly because I can totally relate... It can be a mindfuck, but if you take it a little more seriously set/setting wise it can be a thoroughly rewarding and enriching experience through and through
