Hi. Last weekend’s trip has been on my mind a lot this past week, and I guess I wanted a place to kind of talk about it, since it’s still hard to talk about. I’ll try to not make this too long, but I’m happy to provide more details if necessary. Obviously on an alt but would not be surprised if ex-friend is lurking this sub.

I invited my male friend over to my apartment to trip for his first time. I’ve known him about a year and we are just friends. He also is friends with my SIL and they would hang out often platonically. We had been planning this trip for a few months now. I just got prescribed anti-depressants, and I wanted to trip for one last time for a while. I had some strain my other friend bought me for my bday, and friend has penis envy. I asked friend if he felt comfortable tripping at his place or mine, and he said “yours because my brother is home and doesn’t know I do drugs.” So I said all right.

We get to my place around 7:30. I told him beforehand he didn’t have to do this, don’t do this if you feel scared, it’s totally cool if I am the only one high. He still wanted to do it. My husband has the most experience out of us with psychedelics and drugs in general, and he asked Friend if he has any mental health issues, or any family history of schizophrenia in his family. Friend says no. So we both take our doses together around 8pm. Tbh before things got bad, I had a great trip. Patterns in my popcorn ceiling, my curtain is covered with floral patterns and it was melting. I told friend to look at the curtain and he is also getting visuals. It’s just the four of us chilling together, me and friend tripping, SIL sober and my husband playing on our Switch in the living room. I’m constantly asking him if he’s okay, talking to friend, covering him with blankets and asking if he needs water etc. I tried my best to take care of him. He is really quiet unless someone asks him something. I keep asking him if he’s okay and he says he is, so I figured I’m just annoying him and I stop asking him.

Around 11, I am coming out of it and I am very tired, so I tell everyone I’m going to bed. Husband follows me to bed, and friend stays in living room. SIL is sleeping on couch in my office. I ask husband to go talk to friend before we go to sleep and ask him if he’s okay, if he wants us to stay up with him etc. he says he’s okay. I can’t sleep at all, so I text friend if he wants me to hang out with him in the living room because I can hear he’s also still awake and he says yes. So I sit next to him and we watch Disney movies. I ask him questions about his family, his siblings and some other stuff. I just try to keep talking. I’m in a great mood post trip so I’m pretty chatty. We are on the couch for an hour and he says “okay go to sleep with your husband now.” I felt like maybe I was annoying him being so chatty so I agree. I say goodnight and I go back to my bedroom. This is 1am.

Around 2am, my SIL comes into my bedroom. She says that I need to talk to friend because he just came into my office without his pants on. I misread what she is saying and assumed she just meant he came in to the office in his underwear because he was warm/the apartment was too hot. I thought he just startled her, so I get up to go talk to him.

In my office he is sitting in my chair with no shirt and sweatpants. SIL leaves. I ask him why he came into the office in his underwear and that she left because he scared her. He says “she’ll be back. She’s not real.” I start kind of chuckling and saying she’s not coming back and she is real. He says my cat is not real and I’m not real and nothing is real. I’m trying to make him comfortable so I gesture towards the couch and say “do you want to lie down?” That’s when he starts reaching into his pants and he takes his penis out. I freeze. I ask him what are you doing? Then he put his hands on my leg, and tries to lift up my dress that I’m wearing. I instantly freak out and I push his hand away. He just shakes his head yes and tries to do it again. I push him harder. I look at him with disbelief and he says nothing. Suddenly I’m struck with fear.

I get up and walk out of the room, through the living room and into our bedroom. I wake up my husband and tell him friend is freaking out. He gets up, and as we are walking to the office, friend comes out completely naked and walks past us. Husband tells me to go into the bedroom. I close the door behind me and I’m shaking because of what just happened. For the next two hours, my husband tries to talk to friend, ask him questions about himself, his name, details etc etc. I’m listening on the other side of the door, terrified he would come into the bedroom or hurt my husband. Apparently he was naked for a long time, and tried to masturbate in our living room, and also look at porn. After two hours, I text my husband that I feel really unsafe and he needs to get out of here. He calls a cab and escorts friend home at 4am.

I find out later Friend came into my office where SIL was sleeping, stood naked over her and said “take off your clothes” He texted me the next morning and said he was sorry. According to him he “doesn’t remember” What he did to my SIL. He also told me he didn’t think anything was real and he was trying to test reality by trying to have sex with us. My husband thinks that he is bullshitting us based on how he acted in the two hours he sat and talked with him. Husband said “sounds like made up drug talk” and said he was able to answer some questions but “couldn’t” answer other questions. I guess what I want to ask the community here is: what is the likelihood he is telling the truth? I’ve never felt horny on this drug, but I’m also not a man. I’ve also never been “out of my mind” while on shrooms. Yes things are different, but I remember the things that happened. I can’t give info on how much he took, but I know he took less than me because we were using a scale. I took about 4grams.

I am never going to see him ever again, because I am disgusted, disappointed, shocked and angry about what he tried to do. There has never been any sexual tension or anything implied between us. I’ve been alone with him multiple times and saw him as a really good friend, which is why this whole experience hurt so much. I’ve slept over his house twice and I felt very safe around him always. This whole experience has made me so so sad. SIL have considered going to the police, but shrooms are illegal where we live. If you made it this far, ty for reading and sorry it wasn’t short. I wanted to give enough pertinent info as possible.

TLDR: My friend tripped for the first time and tried to have sex with me and he's blaming it on the shrooms. Is he bullshitting me or not?