First of all boys, I will NEVER go back again on Saturday morning. I've always wondered why this place is so dead during the weekdays. Now I know why. I guess they all go on Saturday morning. If I was really gay, I would have gone every saturday, but I won't anymore. And Satan, the only reason I was looking at the balls and the asses, and the dicks is because I had to. I told myself beforehand that I would have to do this, as it was part of the test. So basically, I had no choice, or I would have never known if I was a fruit. I will say this, I did NOT enjoy looking at the naked men. But I also realized one thing. It's true what they say about black guys. There were a total of 4 black guys there, and let me say, they were huge. I was embarrassed as hell. I felt like hiding under something from embarassment. These guys are huge!! I swear, I felt like a naked 4 year old, compared to these guys. If I compared my biggest hard on I ever had in my 37 years, I wouldn't even be close to what these guys are carrying. Their length and width just blew me away, and that's when they're soft, too. That's another reason why I am so depressed right now.