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When I’m paying hundreds of dollars per hour, I expect a reliable, top-tier experience, not a gamble. I have no interest in rolling the dice and hoping the masseur decides to favor me with his good graces that day. A long list of reviews on rentmasseur means nothing if the quality is inconsistent based on reliable forum members. Fortunately, there are plenty of professionals with proven skills and consistent track records. 

Some think I work for this website. 😅

This sums it up perfectly. 

He does look like his photos.  He's short, I don't remember checking his height but I remember being surprised because his photos don't really give clues on this.  I don't mind short guys though.  
I wasn't draped during the session and he used heat lamps and steam for part of the session which I kind of liked. 
He was fully clothed: tank and sweatpants but again, this was late and I wasn't expecting him to be naked or anything.  

My experience is probably about a year old but I liked Victor, didn't rave about it but was a solid "B" (probably C+ if I'm being tough) massage.  The price was right for sure as you quoted but from what I recall he was breathing very heavy throughout which may mean there wasn't music (I don't recall) and he definitely wasn't trained when I saw him - more like someone who has learned from doing it over the years.  The ending was happy and all but I remember questioning if that was going to happen or not because it felt somewhat unexpected.  

I booked him as a last minute massage one day, the setup is in a strip mall spa and when we met it was later than typical business hours so he had to open the front door when I arrived.  He relocked it after I entered and I went to a standard treatment room that you would expect.  It was equipped like an esthetician's studio, clinical, with several different pieces of equipment for facials and other treatments but still a decent massage table (although I remember feeling a bit cramped by it). 
The massage itself was ok, I started on my back which is always a bit "off" to me but I understand some masseurs have their own flow.  I remember there being quite a bit of oil/lotion involved, so the technique was more lomi lomi/quick strokes and less deep tissue - English is not his first language but we didn't get into fully what I expected so mea culpa.  I'm always tempted to write/speak Spanish to help the setup but the initial interactions were not in depth and close to one-word; the exchange during the visit/massage were almost non-existent which is fine with me because I don't like a lot of chatter mostly.  
So it was interesting because of the flipped body positions, there was some massage and HE at the start and then I flipped onto my stomach for additional massage time which again, felt odd/off to me.  So in summary, I could try him again but not likely.  The price was in-line with what you'd expect at retail strip mall spa so could be a situation of "get what you pay for".  

Oh honey I've got a story on this one. And it ain't pretty. So he had, with emphasis on the past tense a husband also referred to as his baptismal name Jason. First I hired Jason who is to this day the most gorgeous man I have ever seen with a must fantastic delicious buddy and gave one hell of a massage and with rock hard the whole time. Both of us. I took an Uber and it was about $50. 2 days later I just started I wanted another massage but I ain't paying $100 all together for Uber so I tried somebody else and that's where Paxton entered the picture. Speaking of entering the picture he said I had a feeling it would be you when he showed up to the hotel in downtown Salt Lake city. I was perplexed. He recognized me because of my phone number his former spouse said oh I met this guy he was here the other night. Jason showed him who I am from the hidden security camera that I did not know about upon entering their home. This made me uncomfortable because why would I believe that was all that was shown of me?  I went ahead with the massage but I really wanted to turn him away but since he was there I went ahead and did it because I knew he drove 30 miles just to get there. He should have driven 3 miles to go to massage school. Pathetic. Awful. And for shits and the giggles when he said to me that he had to go to the restroom I said go down the hall and turn left and as he did I took a beautiful picture of his ass. LMAO 

It's not the best area for parking but it's not the worst either so no, there was not a dedicated parking space.  I had to drive around to find parking but having lived in NP I'm used to that.  His setup was private, I didn't see any evidence of roommates.  He had the massage table in the middle of the living area so I could guess it's a one-bedroom place but not sure.  

Really nice guy—clearly knows his stuff. Very professional setup: massage table, oils, music, great technique, and a fit body. He included all the right sensual elements, and on paper, everything checked out.
That said, something just didn’t click for me. Maybe it was the chemistry, maybe the vibe felt a bit too femme for my taste—I’m not exactly sure. Nothing wrong at all, just one of those “great on paper, but not quite it for me” moments.
I’d still recommend him highly—super professional and skilled—just know that, for me personally, the connection wasn’t quite there. Hard to put a finger on it. (No pun intended. 😅)