False advertising, goboy. We thought we were gonna get a shocking tale of shirt-lifting predation that would gratify our prurient curiosity while kindling our sympathetic outrage. Instead, we find a rather ordinary story of one clueless person’s tasteless—but hardly unprecedented or even legally actionable—attempt at a pickup. Yup, we agree that it’s annoying to be crudely hit on, especially by people you don’t find attractive, and invading someone’s personal space in order to hit on them is very bad manners and scary bad manners too. But the next time you start a thread whose title hints at indecent indignities publicly inflicted on a handsome young gay guy, deliver the goods, 'mkay? 
(By the way, it is proper etiquette for somebody so accosted to move coldly away from the invader and refuse to speak to him/her at all. Even in response to the subsequent “pseudo-legitimate” question about the computer mags. He has put himself outside the pale of polite intercourse (er, unfortunate word, but you know what I mean) by his rudeness, and you may quite properly treat him as though he doesn’t exist. I find this to be a lot more effective than any verbal brushoff, which gives him at least the small success of having made you acknowledge his presence and respond to his approach.)
(25 years and the man is totally whipped after living in a house of all FEMALES -even the dog and the cats).