Glorious Health Club (Closed Permanently)

Great Place

Great place for black men, not as cleaned kept as The Crew Club but way more black hot guys. I am mixed and like both places for different reasons. From my experiences the guys at GHC are less aggressive than at The Crew Club so the posters OMG may not have been aggressive enough. The guys at GHC are more laid back vs. The Crew Club which portrays and atmosphere of you know why your here i.e you have to take your clothes off at The Crew Club down to a towel. I personally do like to see what I am getting out of clothes but prefer a guy in clothing at first (more relaxed). So Glorious Health is a great place to go. Good looking young and old guys.

OMG

Two of my friends and I (all white) decided to explore the Glorious Health Club. We went there on Saturday (06/04/11) around 1 a.m., there were a few men but not many, and we were ignored by all. When we decided to leave aroun 3 a.m. a man parked in his car in the parking lot said to us "This is a club where black men come to meet other black men, most white men are frustrated when they leave, maybe you should go somehwere else", in other words we were not welcomed and will be ignored. We were shocked and disappointed since we were looking for fun period. The place was huge, but unclean and not very inviting. Needless to say I will take my "friend's" advice and never come back to this place ever again. What a waste of time and $20.00.

Wow!

i am a white sub boi. my visit to the club was glorious. i was treated by mutiple new black friends like a new boi on the cell block. Incredible time!

Visited this club from out of state and with some experience with bath houses. I foolishly disregarded the many bad reviews-MISTAKE! The place is completely filthy and seedy atmosphere. Like a bad 70's movie melodrama cautionary tale warning about the nefarious big city. George C. Scott is dead, so he won't be swooping in to save you!

Fan of the original, this one SUCKS

OK. I actually joined GayCities ti share with the world what a rip off this place is. To put it in context, I used to go to the old Glorious Health in SE DC. Back then it was known as "Slam Doors" because of the loud slams the doors made when they closed the booths with the glory holes. Back then, there were two basic play spaces: the booths and the back room. There were three aisles of private booths. each of them, depending on location had two or three glory holes and bench seats. The back room was scattered with tall wooden boxes about 8 feet high that could be moved to create private areas or to create "rooms" for group fun. The bathrooms were gross, the place was seedy, I always put my wallet in my sock because it wasn't exactly the Ritz Carlton crowd. Simply put, it was one of the seediest AND hottest places in DC. Slam Doors how I miss thee so. A few years older, but not that many, and horny one saturday evening thoughts of the old Slam Doors came to mind and I researched the new place and figured "eh, I'll give it a try." I went at 1:00am on a Saturday, the time that the old place was hopping, filled with at least a few dozen guys, at least a 1/5 of which were worth talking a look at. As I drove to the new place and pulled it, I got pretty excited. The parking lot for about 20 cars was so full that the overflow parking was opened. "This is gonna be fun," I thought. I should have followed my gut as I approached the front doors and left. I didn't. A full glass entry door area greets you as if it is a supermarket, with huge sliding glass doors opening as you approach. Ahead of you is another window with someone I'd say is "a character." The man takes your $20 and asks a bunch of irrelevant questions: Name (make it up), city and such crap (make it all up). He points to the door and presses a buzzer to unlock it so I can enter. "FINALLY," I thought. Within 60 seconds I knew I had wasted 25 minutes going there, $20 bucks, and 25 minutes home. Where do I begin? This place is kinda like Sybil. Multiple personality disorder to the first degree. Is it a social club? If it is, there are a number of too well lit social areas with dirty sofas and chairs. Almost surreally, there are large hanging punching bags from the ceiling. I wondered "Are they trying to make an artistic statement here where boxing bags represent chandeliers in a living room?" Around the large "living room" there are shelves of pottery. And I don't mean 1 or 2 shelves, I mean dozens. The pottery is locked behind walls with windows that look like they were contracted. There is also a door that leads to a video room (playspace?) It's overly lit, the porn sucked and the music was too loud. On to the next play area. A vast space, probable 100 feet by 75 feet awaits you. What is your preference? Crappy booths with no glory holes marked "Private Cell Phone Booth"? Silly dividers with slats that seem to be useless? Or do you prefer The Old O Street tall boxes? They are the ONLY decent thing in the place (although the crappy music destroys that fun, too). So, if this isn't all enough, I'm 44 and I was the youngest guy in the place. When I think of the old place, I realize the only thing in common is the name. Save your $20 bucks. They should pay you $20 for having sot suffer it.