I was so fortunate, after he moved back to San Francisco in the mid 1990s, we got to be friends in addition to suck buddies. We met once before he got sick at a SF Jacks after Folsom in like 1990. After Spunk, perhaps the hottest magazine spread ever, and the one that was a beacon of queer punk sexuality for me, he had permanent dibs on my dick. He was able to give me a raucous 30 min blow job, earn my load, keep my dick in his mouth, nurse up another boner and earn another load because cocksucking was his vocation in life. Scott transitioned 20 year ago next week. His last partner told me that he wrote about my boner in his journal which is in the Brown University library archives. Scott was not just a hot hung horny fuck, he was also really smart, quick and funny. There aren't many people who can keep up with me in so many ways but Scott could.