U developed your gaydar pretty early in life didn't U? . . . i didn't lose my virginity to a guy until i was 20, but way before that i knew who i might approach for guidance in that area . . . like the hunky coach who did double duty as my freshman English teacher in high school . . . i was the only student he never paddled in class for disciplinary reasons and he was the only coach who encouraged me to pursue gymnastics when my lack of interest or ability in group sports became evident . . . nothing ever happened between us, but maybe something could have if i had been as aggressive as this kid i've seen for years at the Columbia gym . . . he must be a faculty or staff brat and from the moment his big brown eyes first carressed me, i knew he would grow up into a fageleh . . . which is why i resolutely avoided him at no great hardship since the only chicken i like is the kind u bake in the oven . . . still, i must confess that more than once i discreetly observed his behavior, admiring his ability to slip from rappin' white boy playing basketball with gangsta wanna-bes on the basketball court to horny homo cruising the locker room . . . i don't know exactly how old he is, but nobody who has sex with him could be accused of pedophilia . . . i don't think they even could be accused of what the shrinks are now calling ephebophila. . . but perhaps i'm rationalizing because of what happened yesterday . . . i saw him, now a big, strapping young man practically oozing testoserone, peek into the sauna as i sat there with a couple of other guys, including a father and his young son . . . he entered, fully clothed, and took a seat across from me . . . i avoided eye contact but as soon as we were alone, he grabbed the crotch of his baggy jeans . . . when i neither responded nor exited after a minute or two, he untied his sneakers, removed his pants and underwear, and began jerking off his large, slightly crooked dick and lifting his shirt so that he could expose his abs and pinch his left nipple . . . he barely bothered to hide what he was doing when another guy walked in which made me wonder if they knew one another, but my potential partner in pederasty left after doing a couple of stretches . . . no doubt about it, i was turned on and quickly seized the opportunity to spank my monkey, too, after a long dry spell . . . i ejaculated almost immediately, just as he moved over to join me . . . hot in here, isn't it? he asked, clearly hoping i would stick around until he got sticky too . . . i nodded yes, patted his knee lightly and got the hell out of there . . . now let's turn back the clock a couple of years and pretend i was a gay priest and that he did what he had done in a confession booth . . . and let's suppose that it pissed him off that i didn't respond or that i didn't wait for him to have an orgasm and that he decided to report me for molesting him . . . who, exactly, is the sexual predator? . . . prior to this incident, i would have argued that any priest found in a sexually compromising situation with an adolescent should be defrocked . . . today i'm not so sure . . . would U accuse me of "preying" on a very young man who obviously entered the sauna with seduction on his mind?