SkyRim for Fuck-Buddies

So what is the etiquette for seeing someone out in the real world with whom you haven't hooked up but have exchanged 'pics'. This is a perfect stranger who has seen your cock, who has also expressed an interest in having casual sex with you. You'd expect the exchange in real-time to be breezy, all the groundwork having been laid prior to accidentally meeting, only the inevitable effort of sex remaining. Right?

My experiences this evening just been were contrary. I was at a gay-ish theatre show (a knowingly fagged-up version of The Importance of Being Earnest with an all-male cast, ironically about leading double lives), and was serendipitously confronted with not one but two guys with whom I'd been chatting, both parties I'd swapped pics with. Just so we're clear, the pic-swap is a do or die moment and the minute or so after you've sent your pic-share, before the other person has replied, is a harrowing suspension of self-esteem. The release of serotonin when the reception to your fussily composed selfies  is positive, is incomparable (hello social media addiction).

There was no effortless segue from recognition via eye contact to sex, not like I'd pictured. Instead there was an uncomfortable dissonance experienced between whatever rapport I had with these guys online, and their actual physical presence. It was like neither of us had earned the right to see each other, being in preliminary stages of chat. 

Incidental meetings be damned, it was premature and un-kosher; the latter probably because each felt awkward about so readily forwarding nude pictures of themselves to someone they'd never met, an offering yet to bear fruit. 

Outside a moment of awkwardly prolonged eye contact we all pretended that the other didn't exist. It was like they weren't the guys I'd been chatting too, like I'd only engaged tenuously related and mostly fictional avatars, the guys behind the icons taking very little interest in each other outside the vanities of the game. Like it was some RPG adventure, and they the socially awkward malcontents you'd imagine losing themselves in their own online odyssey.