“Alright, let’s make this quick, ‘cause I’ve got places to be and probably a dick or two to suck before the night’s over.

Name’s Richie Kincaid—yeah, that Richie. 21 years old. The ginger with the crew cut, always rockin’ a backwards cap and shorts that hug my ass just right. If you’ve ever played pickup ball at my court, you’ve probably seen me running circles around dudes twice my size, talking mad shit and loving every second.

I fucking love basketball, bro. Give me an empty court, a hot summer night, and a couple of sweaty games, and I’m happy as hell. But here’s the thing—what I really love is what happens after the game. I’m a bottom, no shame, no secrets. If you’ve got a big cock and a little attitude, I’m your biggest fan. Bonus points if you call me ‘slut’ and pull my hair while you fuck my brains out.

I don’t do closets. I don’t do boring. I’m out, I’m proud, and I’m fucking insatiable. You wanna know what makes me tick? It’s the rush. The competition, the flirting, the moment right after the final buzzer when I know I’m about to get wrecked in a locker room or behind the bleachers.

I suck dick in my basketball gear ‘cause I know it drives guys crazy—and honestly, it drives me crazy too. If you see me on the court, shoot your shot. I’m always ready for another game—and whatever comes after.”

(OC) Basketball bottom boy Richie