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Help Me Find Scott Lucius

★ 6 September 2026 ★
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So rumour has it he’s called Scott Lucius. Both Lilli and Gabi think he’s probably a made up meme, by women online, a heroic archetype based on years of mediocre sex. But there’s something in me that can’t help thinking it could be real. I’m hoping he is real. It sounds like a meme. I have spent the better part of my career listening to women describe what good sex feels like and what it does not. Most of the time the gap between the two is wide enough to drive a small car through. So when I came across this rumour online, I did the thing any half-decent sex therapist does when something refuses to fit the usual pattern. I read all the articles twice, then I read them again with a notebook.

By the third pass I had stopped pretending this was purely professional curiosity. The oral sex described is not the polite ten-minute interlude most of us have been trained to expect. It is long, deliberate, and apparently capable of rewriting what a body thinks is possible. I am liberal enough to say the quiet part out loud. I want to talk to him. I also want to find out whether the reports hold up under my own skin. If that makes me unprofessional, so be it. The offer stands.

Two hundred pounds to anyone who can put me in touch with Scott Lucius. If in fact he is real. I am not joking. I am not running a sting. I am a sex therapist who has read enough disappointed client notes to recognise when a description breaks the mould. If he is real, if the sessions really do last hours and leave women rewired, then I have questions that cannot be answered from a screen. Contact details, a number, an introduction. Use the form at the bottom of this page. I will keep your name out of it if that is what you need.

What actually caught my attention

The accounts is unusually specific. Most writing about exceptional oral sex stays in the realm of enthusiasm. Mos of them include timing, positions, the use of toys, the deliberate build of frustration, and the physical aftermath. They talk about being brought to the edge repeatedly, about overlapping orgasms, about losing track of how long they have been there. They also notes that ordinary oral sex afterwards felt flat. That last detail is the one that made me sit up. Plenty of women tell me their partners are enthusiastic. Far fewer tell me that one experience recalibrated their baseline so thoroughly that everything else registered as inadequate.

I have clients who have never had an orgasm with a partner. I have clients who can only finish with a toy and feel guilty about it. I have clients who have been told, kindly or not, that they take too long. The idea of a man who treats duration as a feature rather than a problem is not revolutionary in theory. In practice it is rare enough that the stories about it travel. One piece suggests this particular man built a reputation on exactly that rarity. Former escort, word of mouth only, secrecy contract, selective. If even half of the reported skill is accurate, then the clinical questions write themselves. How does he read a body that quickly. What does he do in the long stretches where most men would have already moved on. Does the effect last beyond the session or does it fade once the novelty wears off.

Those are the questions I can ask in an interview. The ones I cannot ask without being in the room are the ones that interest me more. Does the reported loss of time feel like dissociation or like total presence. Is the repeated edging experienced as control or as collaboration. How does a body that has spent years finishing quickly, or not at all, respond when the clock is removed. I have theories. Theories are cheap. Data is better.

Why a therapist would want the experience herself

There is a clean professional argument and a less clean personal one. The professional argument is straightforward. I cannot recommend or contextualise something I have not at least partially understood from the inside. Clients bring me stories. If those stories include a specific technique or approach that produces unusually strong results, I need more than second-hand description. All the articles I’ve read writing are vivid. Different voices, same story. It is still one woman’s account, filtered through her own history and preferences. A second data point, collected under different conditions, would be useful. That is the respectable version.

The less respectable version is that the description sounds genuinely good. Hours of focused oral attention, deliberate teasing, the use of toys to extend rather than replace sensation, aftercare that does not feel performative. I have had good oral sex. I have had mediocre oral sex. I have had the kind that ends because the person giving it has decided it has gone on long enough. The idea of someone who treats the activity as the main event rather than the warm-up is appealing on a level that has nothing to do with my job title. I am not ashamed of that. Sexual desire does not clock off when you start charging by the hour for talking about it.

I am also aware of the optics. A therapist offering money for contact details and openly stating she wants to try the thing herself is not standard practice. I am not claiming it is. I am claiming that the gap between what women are routinely offered and what this man is reported to deliver is large enough to justify unusual methods. If the only way to verify the reports is to experience a session, then that is the method. Two hundred pounds is not a fortune. It is enough to make the introduction worth someone’s time. If the man is real and willing, the rest can be negotiated directly.

What the sessions appear to involve

There is an extended period of teasing that stops short of direct contact. Breath, light touch, the deliberate withholding of the thing the body is waiting for. When contact finally arrives it is precise. Tongue, fingers, toys used in combination rather than sequence. The pace is not constant. It builds, plateaus, builds again. Orgasms are treated as information rather than as the finish line. He continues after the first one, and the second, adjusting pressure and rhythm according to response. Positions change. Restraints appear in some sessions and not others. The through-line is duration and attention.

That combination is what separates the description from ordinary good sex. Most partners can manage enthusiasm for a limited window. Maintaining focus and technical skill across two or three hours requires both stamina and a particular kind of interest. Strangely, it’s rumoured that he does not appear to need reciprocal stimulation during the session itself. The event is organised around her body. Whether that is sustainable long-term, whether it is partly performance, whether it only works because the encounters are infrequent, those are open questions. They are also questions that cannot be answered by reading about them.

I am particularly interested in the reported after-effects. Several women in the wider conversation around this man have said that subsequent experiences with other partners felt diminished. That is clinically relevant. If a single extended session can shift a person’s reference point that sharply, then we are looking at something more than technique. We are looking at a temporary or lasting change in what the nervous system registers as sufficient. I would like to know how long that shift lasts and whether it can be replicated under different conditions. Again, the cleanest way to collect that information is to collect it directly.

The practical offer

Both Liliana and Abi think it could be a meme, but I stand hopeful. As a therapist, it would be a crime to not investigate it at the very least. I find the lack of contact details for him suspicious. But if he exists, someone will know who he is. If you know who he is, or if you have a reliable way to reach him, the form at the bottom of this page is the route. I am offering two hundred pounds for verified contact details that lead to an actual conversation. I will not publish your name. I will not ask you to break any existing agreement you have with him. I simply need a way in that does not rely on guesswork or public social media profiles that appear deliberately unremarkable.

If he is reading this himself, the same form works. I am not interested in exposing anyone. I am interested in a conversation about method, about what he pays attention to, about how he decides when to continue and when to stop. I am also interested in booking a session under whatever terms he normally uses. The professional questions and the personal ones can be separated or they can sit in the same room. I am flexible on that point. What I am not flexible on is the desire to find out whether the reports are accurate.

I’m genuinely curious. His urban-legend status makes me believe at the moment it’s just a meme. A character created by women sick of mediocre sex. However, if he is real, and it’s a long shot I agree, I’d like to know. I find the idea of him very alluring, the secrecy, the word-of-mouth network. I am not trying to duplicate any previous reporting. I am trying to answer a narrower set of questions from the position of someone who talks about sexual response for a living and who has now read a description that does not match the majority of what I hear in the therapy room. If the man is real, the quickest way to settle the remaining uncertainty is to speak to him and, if he agrees, to experience the thing directly.

If you have the details

Use the contact form. Tell me what you know and how you know it. If the information checks out and leads to a conversation, the two hundred pounds is yours. I am not asking anyone to do anything illegal or to break a confidence they are not willing to break. I am asking for a route to a man whose reported skills sit so far outside ordinary experience that they have generated multiple articles, livestream questions, and a steady stream of women asking whether he is real.

I am one of those women. I am also a sex therapist who has spent years hearing what average looks like. The gap is interesting. The only way to close it is to stop reading and start asking. If you can help with that, the form is below. If you cannot, the offer remains open until someone can.

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London-born writer & geek 👩‍💻✨ Always single, forever analysing. Sex & relationship expert 💋 Feminist who knows her stuff 💅📚

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