I was having lunch with my good friend. Out of the blue, he asked my opinion on chem sex. I asked him why? He told me that he was approached by a guy on the G4M and wanted to have chem sex with him. I told him of my personal experience ....
With threesome as the bait, I had no hesitation of accepting their offer. I went back with Mike and Joe to their place after clubbing.
I knew they were already on E at the club and I was cool about. They offered me some in the club but I declined. Back at their place, we were sitting in the sitting area and Mike rolled a joint. I was ok with the joint and joined them smoking it. The joint sort of set us into action. Popper was introduced in the middle of the action. I sniffed the poppers. Being stoned while having sex was quite an experience for me. Every possible positions were explored in the long hot sex. Mike and Joe had so much experience in it that the role was being changed constantly so as the focus was never on one person. I was really enjoying it so much.
Suddenly, Mike stopped and walked away. Joe and I continued the wild sex. Mike came back with a joint, two pills in his hand and a bottle of mineral water. He offered the E to Joe and me. I took the pill. Wild Threesome Part 2 instantly started after the short break. Joe was holding the joint when Mike was going down on me when all of the sudden, Joe went into a seizure. Both Mike and me started to panic. Mike was trying to grab hold of Joe and I was frantically trying to put off the small fire started from joint that Joe dropped. It seemed that it went on forever because both of us were bloody stoned. After a long long while, Mike screamed at me to call for the ambulance. I went to the phone and I looked blank into the phone, obviously having an anxiety attacked from the whole ordeal. Mike had to grab the phone from from me and called the ambulance. I just stood there staring at Joe.
At last the ambulance came. I continued standing still while watching the paramedics wheeling Joe away. Mike followed Joe to the hospital. Feeling miserable, confused and was still so stoned I went back home. At that point of time, I felt so wasted and I have never been so scared of my life. The whole incident kept on repeating in my mind over and over again every time I closed my eyes that night. I vouched to myself that I will never do chem any more.