  I suck at this game. So I go to the EL last night and I walk past a hunky (though young-looking) dude sitting in a sleeveless T-shirt and baggy gym shorts on the platform.
He doesn't even look up, so I keep on walking and I wait for the train at the other end of the platform. The train comes, I get on, I sit down, I start reading ... and I suddenly notice he's sitting right across the aisle from me. Which means either: 1) He randomly wandered to the same train I'm on and my imagination's just in overdrive. 2) He followed me 'cause he wants me BAD. And it definitely means: 1) He's fucking HOT up close.
Then both of us keep "looking" around the train, craning our necks this way and that in a shameless effort to just happen to lock eyes once in a while. Which we do. A lot. Then we get to the part where I have no idea what to say or do. "Excuse me, but I noticed we seem to be flirting. Wanna see my cock? " "Dude. Nice legs. They'd look great wrapped around my neck. " "Man, it's hot in here.
Mind if I take off my shirt? " The possibilities are endless ... if you're doing bad porn. Anyway, we get to my stop. He's momentarily distracted by his book. I get off. He doesn't notice until the doors close and the train starts pulling away and our eyes meet once more through the window. And I lose yet another chance to either: 1) Get harassed for being a fag. 2) Bang a really hot guy. 
