Oh my, what a memory!
It was summer 1995 (I was in my early 30s and yes I was quite handsome and hot 😎), working for a couple weeks in Hamilton, Canada. One day I went to Toronto to spend the day. After typical tourist stuff I decided to walk through what I knew was the "Gay Street" (can't remember the name or where..) and I saw a Massage Parlor for Men. I walked up the external staircase a bit ashamed and when inside I asked to the guy at the counter about prices (I think 70 CAN$), and he told me there were two masseurs available. I looked at this gorgeous muscular stud and of course I knew it was him. When in the private room he told me his name was Frank, that he was Italian Canadian, and he told me to take off my clothes and lay on the table. He was wearing shorts and a tight T shirt and that's how he started to massage me. When I started to feel his semi hard cock against my arm he whispered to my ear that for 50 more CAN$ he would get undressed. Of course I said yes, and as soon as he exposed his gorgeous body and cock we forgot about the massage and I got an amazing passionate fuck.
Unforgettable after 27 years.