I had a massage in a spa at a “gay destination” spot. They had a sign on the front desk that said something along the lines of “this is legitimate establishment and we take the well-being of our staff very seriously. No lewd behavior will be tolerated”. Which I was totally fine with. I wasn’t looking for anything more than something therapeutic anyway.
I go into the room and it’s the usual spa set up. The masseur comes in - this cute ginger gay guy - asks me to undress, get under the sheet and he’ll be back.
Throughout the course of the massage I kept thinking I was getting signals - grazing my balls/taint with a finger, adjusting the sheet so my crack was exposed, placing the palm of my hand on his chest when massaging my arm, massaging down into my pubic area, his bulge on my shoulder etc.
But because of that sign I’m caught between thinking I’m misreading the signals and terrified to make a move and be embarrassed at best or at worst arrested. So I did nothing and he did nothing more.
I’m still not completely sure what happened. I do know I would have signalled back if it hadn’t been for the fucking sign.
That’s the closest I ever got to action at a legit spa.