I was offered $10,000 back in the 90s to have sex with a gay guy. I actually chose the price because I thought I could hire a shrink for that who could help me forget it happened through hypnosis or something. But once he actually had the money I backed out. Yuck. Couldn't do it.

I suppose if I was a prisoner of war and the ony way to escape was to have gay sex with a guard, maybe I would do it just to stay alive. But it is so revolting it is hard to imagine I would want to stay alive after that.