I moved to Seattle from Yakima in 2000. 2001, many of my friends got heavy into raves. So, like a good little sheep, I started going, too.
My first rave, however, is something I will never forget.
I was at a show up in Mukilteo, watching my brother's band, Counterfist, play. These guys are awesome.My friends, however, went to a rave at NAF Studios in West Seattle. I told them I might come down after watching the band.
I had a pretty good time at the show, but managed to drink just a little too much. Another friend of mine managed to follow me back from Mukilteo, and told me that I shouldn't have been driving. I was apparently all over the road. I would have argued the fact, but I had to close one eye to drive straight, so the point was valid.
So, we get to the rave, and start partying with everyone. They are all completely whacked out on extacy, having a ball. Since I had been drinking, I didn't take any with them. I really didn't need to. I was almost falling over as it was.
So, I had never been to a rave before, and didn't quite know what to expect. I had seen scenes in movies before, and this was basically just like them. A big open warehouse with benches around the outside, the stage completely mobbed with people, and hundreds of people with pupils the size of dinner plates.
After an hour in that sweaty mass of flesh, I had sobered up. Seriously. I had one of the bouncers watch me do a field sobriety test. I had never before, or after, been able to recite the alphabet backward, but I did it in almost record time this night.
A dealer friend of mine, came up to me, and asked me if I had seen my buddy, and I hadn't. He was going to buy from her, and she wanted rid of it quickly. So, I paid for it, and took it off of her hands. I know, dumb thing to do, but I help out friends. When I finally found my buddy, he gave me the money for the pills, and offered to let me have one for the trouble. I said, sure why not, and took it.
A lot of us were just standing around, slightly dancing and basically just enjoying the music. I had drank a shitload, and had a lot of water when I got there, so naturally, I had to pee. They had about 15 portable toilets outside, and I got in line. Took about 20 minutes to get to the front.
Suddenly, a very beautiful girl comes up and kisses me. The pill hadn't hit me yet, so I didn't quite know what to do. So, I pulled back and started talking to her. It turns out that she was 15. I was 23 at the time, and was not having any of that. People may think that I'm a lecherous hump, but even I have my limits. She had a friend with her, who was 16, and was sober. At least, she said so. I don't think she was, but whatever. I wouldn't do anything with her either, but at least she could hold a conversation.
So, after using the toilet, I went back to my friends and sat on the floor. Then the drugs took effect. Slow at first, then built up and hit me like a hammer. It took a lot longer than I thought it would. But, once it hit, I didn't care anymore. Just before the hammer hit, I noticed the two girls I met while standing in line. We were all sitting by some portable scaffolding the promoters had used to put up decorations for the event, and the girls were sitting under it with a couple other people. The 15 year old was making out with some guy, and the 16 year old had a pissed look on her face. So, I struck up a conversation. While we were talking, we noticed something.
The younger girl had started blowing the dude.Right there at the rave, surrounded by people. Her friend and I were just dumbfounded. We didn't know if we should stop them, or watch, or tell someone else about it. We just stood there. Then the pill hit me. I stopped caring about the underage blowjob, and went to the front to dance.
I ended up shirtless and sweaty right in front of the headliner. I think it was DJ Irene. She was good. Very good. I love that big lesbian bitch. I got my first light show, someone put a surgical mask with ether on me, I made out with some hottie brunette, got into a cuddle puddle. It was a great first rave.
Once it was all over, we all understood that I should not be driving, because I was VERY high. So we left my car there, and would come back for it the next day. We all went back to my place and enjoyed the rest of our high, and crashed out.
Now before you ask, I'll tell you. The underage girls did not come with us. I wouldn't allow it. There's no way in hell I'm going to have 2 underage girls in my house, high on X, and possibly blowing people.
I didn't get laid that night, but nearly everyone else did. I didn't care. I felt fantastic. I went to many more raves after that, and even went to a few of them completely sober. Those were interesting times.
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