This reminds me of an experience from many years ago, back when the Times Square peep shows were where you could hook up. I was in one of them, hoping for lightning to strike, when it did. In comes this handsome, athletically built guy, probably late 20s, who gives me the look. In a moment, we were in a booth together. After a few moments of making out and a bit of pawing at each other's crotch and butts, he indicated in clear urgent terms that he wanted to get fucked, so we stripped off enough of our clothes to make this possible. He had a b-e-a-u-tiful body and, OMG, what an ass and legs. I slid on a lubed condom. He braced himself against a wall and I eased into him. I put my arms around his v-shaped torso and played with the nips on his glorious chest while I fucked him while kissing the back of his neck and he jacked himself off. We chatted a bit while we put clothes back on. Turns out he was a ballet dancer with the Boston company, visiting NYC for a performance. It was as if God had sent me an angel to answer my prayers that day. Despite the sleaziness of the setting, still on my honor roll of best hook ups.