Dr. Dom's experience with X - a cross post from the Ecstacy thread.

Dominic · #1 10-28-2005, 07:00 PM

(I wrote this whole damn thing out, so i'm making it it's own damn thread!)

okay, Dr. Dom had never done drugs up to the age of 36...oh, he had tried smoking some weed back in HS and college (and to this day, pot does absolutely NOTHING to Dr. Dom), but because he was an athlete, Dr. Dom stayed clear of all drugs....until....

L.A., a few years ago. I'm in the middle of my porn career. A guy I worked with, Bryan, calls me up and says we're going out "clubbing." Now, I hate clubbing. But Bryan tells me we're going with Raylene and Sky Lopez, 2 chicks we had just shot the previous week and had made us promise to go out with them at some point. So, what the hell, I'll go clubbing with Raylene and Sky.

Anyway...the 4 of us go to the Key Club...the stupid club music is pounding, already giving me a headache...we go downstairs to the VIP lounge, where at least there's some good trip-hoppy, loung stuff being played, and we can sit down. I'm with Sky, Bryan's with Raylene. Oh, wait...here's some visual aids:

Sky

Raylene

Anyway...Bryan and Raylene go upstairs to dance...I hate dancing. Sky and are having fun, chilling, just talking...I'm getting to know what she's like without a dick in her mouth; which is, pretty cool. (Although, I'm pretty sure I'm gonna get to see that from the first person view later, ya know?)

Sky takes out some pills and hands one to me: "Take one." What is it?" "Ecstacy." Or however you spell it. I'm about to give her my "I don't do drugs" spiel when I think, what the fuk - I'm 36. It's high time I try some drugs! So I take the pill and swallow it. We continue talking.

After about a half hour or so, I'm not really feeling any different - I assume X is like pot to me - I just have a high tolerance. I do, however, notice I'm really digging the beat I hear coming from upstairs. Odd. I don't usually like this music.

We go upstairs and dance. For 4 hours. Let me repeat myself - we danced for 4 hours. I don't dance. Ever. But the music was suddenly awesome!

Anyway, we close the place down and go to an after hours bar. Bryan and Raylene continue dancing. We take more X. Sky and me retreat to a corner booth and she lies down with her head in my lap and we talk. Or, I should say, I talk. For another 4 hours. Sky is just lying in my lap, listening, running her finger nails up and down my legs, and - I kid you not - I have never, EVER felt any sensation better than that in my entire life.

At some point, two young Persian dudes join us and give us yet another hit of X. That's three for me so far - if you're counting. We talk some more. I drink, oh...maybe 24 bottles of water.

We close the after hours place down. Bryan and Raylene have left. The two Persian guys invite us to a party. What the hell, right? It's only 6am!

Sky and I get in their car and we end up going to the house of the guitar player for The Scorpions. Don't rememember his name.
Franz, Klanz, something Germanic. Nice guy. He gives us more X. (Number 4 for me)

There's also a contingent of young, gay Koreans men at this party, along with your requisite headbangers. An odd pairing, I think.

Sky and I are busy kissing. A lot. And - my god - it is the BEST kissing in the known universe. I feel every brush of her lips, every nibble from her teeth, every whisper, every shiver, every touch. It's sensory overload. I'm in heaven.

The two Persian guys tell us it's time to go. We get in their car and head over to the Hollywood Hills and Snoop Dog's house, where another party is happening. Snoop Dog hands us a blunt as we walk in. No, I'm not kidding. Not my thing, thanks, but hey - I'll take another hit of X, if you're offering! And he was.

We spend some more time there. I start talking to these hardcore gansta rappers, and I swear, I have never felt more connected to anyone like I did with these brothers. What can I say, I guess I'm down with the homies now.

It's around 2PM....we stumble into the Persian guy' car yet again and I fall asleep with Sky's kisses.

I doze.

I wake up...I'm alone in the car. I look around. The car is parked on the beach. It's dusk. I get out but I don't recognize this beach at all. For one thing, it's pretty desolate. About 200 yards from the water I see a beach bar - it looks like it's in full swing. I stumble up. There's the two Persian guys and Sky - dancing and drinking tequila. They welcome me like a long lost brother.

Seems we're in Rosarita. That's in Mexico. Yes, we drove to Mexico. What the hell, let's go with the flow, right?

We dance and drink and Sky and I make out a lot, and finally we drive home. We end up - the 4 of us - going back to my place and climbing into my bed to watch TV.

Yees, the four of us. Sky can't keep her hands off me and the Persian guys finally get the hint and leave. But not before giving us, yes, one more hit of X. I love those guys. Never saw them again.

Sky and I have sex. For a long time. I mean, for a VERY long time. Hours, I think. It feels great. But there's just one problem - I can stay hard, I can keep fuking, I can have fun - I just can't cum.

Huh.

Well, what's the goddamned point, you know? I'm supposed to be blowing my load all over Sky's pretty face, but noooooooo....this damn drug is not gonna cooperate.

Oh well. We fall asleep.

The next morning, I "complete" the job, so to speak, and Sky finally goes home. We started on Saturday night...it is now Tuesday.

And there you have it. My Ecstacy story.

Now THAT'S a great first drug experience. And except for the whole week of muscle cramping and back spasms I had after the fact, I'd recommend it to anyone!