Yikes! Let me put it this way. If you go, imagine the company you'll be in. How does that make you feel? I don't think I could put myself in that position. Let me explain:
Homosexuality is only definable as a sexual act. Lots of men love one another. Father/son...that sort of thing. Homosexuality is crossing the lines into depravity.
The only way one knows another man is gay is if they advertise the fact.
Consider that in an office environment... If a man did the something similar to a woman who wasn't interested, sat..tell a bad joke with sexual connotations or make a pass it would be considered "Sexual Harassment".
An unwilling, non-interested man having homosexual tendencies inflicted upon him would be experiencing the exact same feelings.
Homosexuals who inflict their filth upon unwilling, non-interested individuals are openly harassing them. It's blatant sexual harassment. If it was in an office environment, you could sue and with a good lawyer...win. I'm waiting for someone to file a suit and shut office freaks down for good.
I couldn't subject myself to that. I'd react...poorly and it wouldn't be a nice experience.
So if you know the environment, and you are willing to endure what is certain to be a flaming experience then go. Just know what you will be subjected to. A lot of them aren't nice about impressing upon others their personal perversions.
If you can deal with it you've got a stronger stomach than I do.
And yes, I know several gay people. They know better than to put me into a situation like that and we can deal with other in a respectful manner. As a result I "know nothing" about their personal habits and have nothing to say about them.
I am probably the only Freeper who has ever been to a gay leather bar in San Fran. Not on purpose mind you. Was meeting a friend for drinks and he suggested a bar. So I went. Kinda shocked me at first, but you know, once they found out I was not going to shout or run away, they turned out to be a bunch of nice folk.
Not one ever got in my face, tried to get suggestive or even overtly pushed their lifestyle. It was just billiards and drinks. Not a place I went back to, but in all honesty, I was not, nor am I upset I ended up there and I don't have a gay bone in my body.