As a sort of primer for this website, I want to outline an all-encompassing vision of Hierarchy and the roles each of us will naturally embody. Let’s start with the pyramid:
What Is Hierarchy?
Hierarchy is the primary social structure of society. It is the oldest and most basic framework of human interaction, one that we see mirrored in the animal kingdom as well. It’s reflected in the principles of sayings like “dog eat dog” or “survival of the fittest.” It’s a social version of natural selection.
Levels Of The Hierarchical Pyramid
APEX ALPHAS – These most powerful Men (straight or gay) are the ones other Alphas defer to and respect as their superiors. Blessed with physical superiority, these greatest Alphas are also gifted with extraordinary confidence, intelligence, empathy, compassion, and nobility. These are the Men all other humans look to as our real-life superheroes.
ALPHAS – In a more general sense, Alphas (straight or gay) exemplify the best qualities of Men to a superior degree. They are the general leaders of our society, the Men that lead large groups of lesser males with their dominant will.
SUB-ALPHAS – These are typically straight Men who are not quite as superior or as dominant as Alphas, but they are not submissive.
BETAS – These males (straight or gay) are socially or sexually submissive males. They don’t lead, they follow. They are often bullied, ridiculed, or cucked.
FAGGOTS – These “males” (exclusively gay or closeted gay) are extremely submissive and act as slaves and servants of Men higher in the Hierarchy. They serve these Men sexually, domestically, and financially. Their lives revolve entirely around the service of Men, and can even be owned like property by Men.
OBJECTS – These are humans (nonsexual) reduced to accessories or possessions. They might be used sexually, but usually they are simply blank slaves owned by Men.
While most of these Hierarchical roles are determined at birth, sometimes males might move between roles as their natural position manifests itself through life experience. Sometimes these initially-indeterminate males call themselves “switches” and consider themselves flexible, but over time they tend to naturally settle on a single role.
The Importance Of Understanding Hierarchy
We need to understand and accept Hierarchy as a fundamental truth in human society. It’s the first truth. Resisting or denying it brings frustration and misery.
But when we embrace Hierarchy and fulfill our role, we find completeness. We find peace.
Resisting or denying it brings frustration and misery.
This is the most difficult post I’ve ever tried to write. You know how you get that feeling like you need to vomit, but you try to push it down, breathe heavily, and attempt to keep it from happening? That’s the feeling I’ve had over the last week and a half as the following story developed right in front of my eyes.
Finally, I need to get it out of me.
I was contacted by a married, middle-aged father named Henry. His unnamed daughter had married an Alpha named Jake and they had some kids. But suddenly the relationship between Henry and his son-in-law changed, and Henry sought my advice.
I am simply going to present these emails in order, with brief commentary in-between.
Hi Sam,
I have just stumbled across your blog in hope that it could help me with my situation. I couldn’t guide find the answer there, so reaching out for any advice you can give…
Firstly, I don’t consider myself gay, let alone being a fag, but my situation isn’t far off, so really think I can find help in this space. A few years ago, my daughter married my son-in-law, Jake, who is a complete Adonis of a man and complete perfection. I even question how my daughter was able to bag him. As I mention, I’m not gay and never thought this way about a man before, but he’s a complete god… he gets the attention of even the straightest of men.
Originally I always resisted my urge to be submissive toward him, but since my daughter had their first child, I’ve had a lot more reason to be at their house more, to help out with childcare, but always find myself helping out my son in law instead. This only escalated further when they had their second child last year. I go to their house 4 or 5 times a week pretty much to solely serve Jake who works from home, whilst my daughter looks after the children whilst on maternity leave. On days that I go over, Jake even writes a list of jobs for me to do and to be completely honest, I absolutely love it. I try to drop in calling him “Sir” when I pluck up the courage and once I said “you’re lunch is ready Sir” and he said “good boy”, which I found extremely hot. I cook for him, clean the house, do his laundry, ironing, wash his car weekly, mow his lawn, clean the toilet, get his drinks, whatever…
Anyway, my wife is going back to work next week and the children will go to nursery. I was devastated that I may no longer have a reason to go over to help out (and pretty much serve Jake all day), however I recently said to my daughter and Jake that “I guess you won’t need me over to help as much moving forward” and THANKFULLY Jake said that he could still do with me coming over 2 or 3 times a week to keep things in check. I can’t wait to be at home serving him alone and I’m looking for ways to serve him more and to be more submissive. I really need your help with two things: 1. How do I do more for Jake? I want to show him how submissive I am, I’d literally do anything for him, I fantasize about sucking him and licking his ass, but I don’t know if this could ever be reality, and how I’d even get there? What do you think?2. Can I continue being submissive, serving him and even more, without damaging the relationship with him and my daughter? I’m so desperate for him, but don’t want to make a strange situation with my daughter. What do you think?
Forgot to ask one more question… do you think Jake knows and understands that I’m submissive to him and that he’s superior to my inferiority? What do you think he’s making of all this? Sometimes I think he knows I’m pretty much his bitch, but other times, I think he thinks I’m just a really helpful father in law, helping out a young family.
I, of course, told Henry to forget about his daughter’s concerns and pursue this. I also recommended that Henry start cleaning his shoes or kissing his feet.
Thank you so much for getting back to me and for your words of encouragement and advice.
I have been fortunate enough to clean his shoes regularly, as this is often on my list of tasks when I go round. However I have never cleaned them on his feet, I don’t know how I’d go about getting that opportunity? I tried once before to put him in a position where I could massage his feet… I took Jake, my daughter and their sons on holiday to a lodge. One night my daughter went to bed early with the boys and Jake stayed up watching sport, I was obviously on hand to serve his drinks and snacks. He was spread out across the couch and I finally got the nerve to sit on the floor at the end of the couch where his feet were, hoping he might try and push me to massage his feet. After about 10 mins he got up to go to bed. I said “goodnight”, his ass was so close to my face and he let out a huge fart ( it was so hot, I sat silently in amazement – I really think he must have done it on purpose) then he just told me clear up and he went to bed. This has made me pretty nervous about trying to massage his feet again and the opportunity doesn’t arise too much. However, hopefully it will when I start serving him at home alone.
Definitely going to make sure I thank him more often and telling him that I love being useful to him.
I angrily chastised Henry for letting the foot opportunity slip away, and I told him the fart was absolutely intentional and a show of dominance.
Really?! What do you think I should have done in this situation, I really shouldn’t let my nerves get in the way, but I do and then I’m not sure how to progress the situation.
Do I just bluntly ask if he would like a foot massage? I feel like he’d just tell me if he wanted one? Also would I just use my hands or mouth as well? I know I need to push things but just don’t know how?!
Thanks sam, I’m so pleased to hear that you’re sure he knows I’m submissive to him. Like I said, I don’t see myself as a faggot, but honestly, if you want to call me his faggot, I don’t care! I’ll be whatever 😉
I told Henry he should’ve either asked if he could rub his feet, or simply reached out an started rubbing them, of course.
Then came a twist:
Ok thank you, I’m such an idiot. It was a great opportunity, I just get worried that he’ll think I’m being weird.
On another note, thank you for the fantastic advice. When I arrive this morning, Jake walked me through my task list for the day and I said thank you and that I enjoy being of use to him. He didn’t say anything back, but gave me a very proud smile. I know he liked that! SO HAPPY!!
I think you’re right… he surely knows that I’m being submissive to him and I think he plays with me. Just this morning, I cleaned the toilet… he saw me coming out and then went in a took a huge dump. There’s two other toilets he could have used! He then called me to tell me that the toilet needs cleaning. Whilst I was scrubbing it clean, he came back in and said “oh you had already cleaned in here this morning” and I just told him that it was no problem and I love to help. I think he was impressed but just walked out. He really must know he’s got me wrapped around his little finger!
Need the next opportunity to massage his feet. Any more advice you have would be greatly appreciated!
When I heard the story about what Master Jake did with the toilet, my ears perked up and my Spidey senses were on fire. It’s like when you get a really hard pull on your fishing line and you realize you’ve hooked something bigger than a bluegill. I realized we had just hooked ourselves MOBY DICK.
But I had to be careful with Henry. I didn’t want to rattle him. I simply kept him focused on submitting to his Alpha son-in-law.
I’m sorry to keep bothering you, I’m just so new to this and really need your advice and coaching. From yesterday, I really think I’ve made awesome progress and I want to continue, so any advice you gave give would be gratefully received! With all that went on yesterday, I was kept up all night with my heart pounding with thrill and excitement, constantly think over the three things below, which I’d love to get your thoughts on…
1. Is there any possible way that I can get myself into a position to massage his feet without just blunting asking him to? He sits at his desk pretty much all day, I don’t know if I could get reason to go under his desk and then “whilst I’m there” just start massaging his feet. Just don’t know how to do this without it seeming forced?!
2. When I was leaving last night, we were all in the kitchen saying our goodbyes and I asked Jake what days he wanted me over next week (it had previously been mentioned about coming just a few days a week when my daughter and grandkids are back to work / nursery). Jake said why don’t I just come everyday as he’s always got jobs that need doing and it’ll be handy to have me sort his breakfast, lunch, drinks etc. My daughter then said “Jake, he’s not your slave, just come Mon/Wed/Fri or Tues/Thurs”. I love my daughter but I was pee’d off that she stepped in and interfered on something that is totally between Jake and I. I wanted to say that it was fine to come all days but I didn’t want to make it seem to everyone that I was this puppy who was pretty much saying “no, I am his slave”, but that’s totally what I was feeling. Instead I said I’d be over Mon/Wed/Fri, but I really want to bring this up again today and make sure I get the five days, just don’t know how to do it and to stop my daughter interfering?
3. Ok, I’m pretty embarrassed to even say this one, but this one had me up all night with my heart racing! It’s such a strange, weird and new feeling that I’ve never had or even considered before… but essentially, I was cleaning the toilet yesterday after Jake used it. He didn’t flush, which has happened once or twice before, but yesterday, I had a sudden urge to eat what he had emptied into the toilet bowl. I DID NOT DO IT! But I don’t know what this sudden urge was and part of me was kept up all night calling myself an idiot for not taking the opportunity to taste it and to make sure I do it at the next chance… whilst the other part of me is completely disgusted by myself! It’s filthy and unhygienic, and not even sexual… why do I want to eat my son in laws shit?! It’s mental! I don’t know what’s become of me, I want to kill this thought and never think of it again! Have you ever heard of this before?! Please don’t judge and give any advice you can…
This one threw even me! I seriously don’t get surprised much anymore, but I wasn’t expecting this reaction from Henry. Remember, before Jake came into his life he was a straight male, and now here he is considering the idea of eating an Alpha’s shit!
I didn’t recommend that he eat Master Jake’s shit, but I did explain that the URGE to do so is quite natural with subs when confronted or controlled by extremely Alpha Males, Apex Alphas.
As always, this is so helpful, I really do appreciate your guidance and coaching. This is all extremely new to me and feeling things I haven’t felt before and trying to behave in a way I haven’t before! Ok great, perhaps I will leave it a bit longer before asking him to massage his feet as may be better for the opportunity to present itself more naturally. I also would be extremely nervous to ask in case of rejection.
I’ll definitely look for time alone with him today to ask him if I could come 5 days a week. Funnily enough, when he took me through today’s chores this morning, he joked that he didn’t know how I’m going to get through all my work in just a few days next week. I’m sure he wants me serving him more. Thirdly, thank you so much for the advice and for being non-judgemental… I am very conflicted with this issue, don’t know what to do and why I’m having this urge. It’s so interesting that you think he could have done this on purpose to put me in this position! Does that mean he wants me to eat his shit? If so, of course I’ll do it in a heartbeat! But really don’t what is happening here! He tends to go to toilet after lunch, so may happen again this afternoon… if he leaves it for me again, does that mean he’s looking for me to eat it? Should I? I don’t want to disappoint and obviously this could be a great way of showing my inferiority?
Thanks again and if you can advise any more, this would be so helpful. Especially if the situation is going to repeat again this afternoon.
Lucky to have you brother.
I reassured him.
Awesome, glad we’re on the same page and SO PLEASED that this was hopefully a show of his dominance and part of him “breaking me” I guess.
I came over this morning so prepared to be as courageous as possible, and was going to pluck the courage to ask Him whether he had owned slave before and ask if I could massage his feet, as you previously suggested. But was really thrown when I arrived…
He told me yesterday that he wanted McDonalds breakfast this morning but with Starbucks coffee and pastries from the bakery, so I left nice and early to drive all around to pick up these bits, but must have been quicker than I thought as got to their place about 15 mins early. When I arrived, my daughter was on the driveway but with my twin sons too. My heart was racing as I was sure they were going to confront me about my recent behavior and to address what’s going on. Fortunately, I had a nice reception, I hadn’t seen my sons for a couple of months and they were pleased to see me. I suggested we all go in and have a coffee together (as we’re not together all that often) but my boys said they had to leave and my daughter told me that Jake was up in bed still and that I was sent up as soon as I got there. With that I sped up to his room with the bags of food and drink and told him “reporting for service, sir” which I think he liked.
Now this was the first time I’ve been given the pleasure of greeting my Master in his bed and my god, he is a complete Adonis. I couldn’t keep my eyes of him, I can’t even remember if I drooled a bit. He is simply a god. He’s just so big in all ways, I think his biceps are twice the size of my thighs! He was wearing some y fronts which really showed him off and I couldn’t stop staring (I thought I’d done all his laundry but never seen y front before, I’m usually cleaning trunks). Whilst he ate, we went through my duties for the day. I also asked why my twin boys had come over, and he reminded me that they’d come over to watch the football last night together and since they’d had a few drinks, they stayed over – phew, what a relief! I apologized as he had actually mentioned this yesterday or the day before.
He ate all of his breakfast himself, but thankfully there was a bit of bacon fat that took his dislike and there was a beautiful moment where he picked this out of his mouth and held it out to me. Eating from the hand of my Master was such a gift. I’m so pleased this sort of thing becomes a standard, it makes me feel like I’m really His.
Anyway, he then had to get up and he went into the en suite. My jaw dropped and I didn’t take my eyes off him. I then stripped his bedsheets and started tidying the room, when he opened to en suite, poked his head out and threw those gorgeous y fronts at me to be cleaned. It was a gift from heaven. But leaves me with a dilemma, I just want to keep and treasure these for always, but the father-in-law in me tells me I’m here to do a job and I should stick to that and only do things that I’m told. It’s like I’ve got an animal in me who just wants to eat his shit, steal his dirty underwear, etc. But then the father-in-law in me telling me that He is my son in law and I’m here to just simply follow his instructions. I’m very much forcing and controlling myself to be the father-in-law but and know if I can keep that animal inside and what will happen if I keep just bottling it up. It’s so hard!
Of course, underwear snatching and scat are well known fetishes for experienced faggots, but for Henry this was like stepping onto Mars. I calmed him down. Anyway, I was more interested in the food-feeding, which is a highly unusual thing.
I know… I completely missed the opportunity and it was because I was so on edge about the situation with the twins being here too. I really thought I was going to be confronted and it completely went off my mind to ask to massage his feet and ask about previous slaves!
I have taken the underwear out to my car and hidden it away but I kept thinking he is going to question where they’ve gone or realizewhat I’ve done… it’s very nerve-racking! I’m just about to serve lunch and keep questioning whether I unleash my inner animal and feast on his logs as I so desire, or whether I let the father-in-law take over as normal. From what you say below, it seems that it’s normal to have these feelings and cravings and that I just be brave and take the opportunity when it presents itself. What do you think?!
The way I’m feeling at the moment, I’m going to dive right in today! I don’t know!
While I was encouraging him to be brave, I received this:
I DID IT! I am in complete euphoria and ecstasy and finally feel like I’ve been released. THANK YOU for your words of encouragement below, I couldn’t have done without you. Also this was largely more doable as it’s just Master and I in the house… hopefully it shows I can do it in this situation so next week is going to the start of something brilliant!
I served my Master a couple of burgers for lunch today and dutifully cleared up whilst he ate. He left a few unwanted bits of food on the plate which he said I could have but I politely declined and cleared up as Master continued his routine of retiring to the toilet. A good 30 min later Master told me that “it’s ready for you now”. As is becoming the norm now, he hadn’t flushed and I was presented with the most incredible and wonderful meal. After clearing out the toilet paper, I promised myself to devour the content. Two huge logs and accompaniments… I still can’t believe how majestic and heavy each log was, it took me about 15 mins to devour each one, but my god, it was amazing. The greatest moment of my life.
I know I was in there for an awkwardly long amount of time. But the more concerning after thought was that of course I have no toothbrush or anything to clean my mouth. I scraped my tongue with my teeth over and over, but my mouth is still looking a bit brown. I’m pretty sure I’ve got all the shit out of my teeth, but I just feel like I stink of shit and can taste it in my breath. Petrified He’s going to find out, so although I promised myself to also ask to massage his feet this afternoon, I’m not going ahead with this. I think I need to keep out of his way so he can’t see or smell it on me! There’s always tomorrow.
Without your words of wisdom below, I could never have done this. THANK YOU for the words of encouragement and for telling me to be bold and brave. Hopefully, no more sleepless nights constantly thinking over what I should or shouldn’t do!
Just for the record, I never encouraged him to eat Master Jake’s shit.
I don’t know how long I sat there staring at that email in abject shock. Ultimately, I was so touched by Henry’s sense of wonder and joy over this event that I could do nothing except congratulate him.
Now I began pressing Henry to really push Master Jake about any ownership of faggots in the past. I was fairly certain Master Jake had owned faggots at some point, because many of these behaviors are atypical for Men who have never owned or used faggots before.
THANK YOU! Again for all the help you’ve given me in getting me to this point. I’m seriously the happiest I’ve ever been. Yesterday was the BEST day of my LIFE! I pretty much had His y fronts plastered to my face from when I got home to when I woke this morning. OMG … the smell, it’s so addictive, how is that possible?! And the best part is that I could taste his shit all night, if I burped, the flavor was even more intense and beautiful. How can a Man’s shit taste so good? Honestly would say it’s the best thing I’ve taste, so rich and intense. And my god was it filling… I was so bloated all of yesterday afternoon and evening, I haven’t eaten dinner or breakfast. Was so comforting to know I have a bit of my Master in me and awesome to know that his waste is energizing me today. I am blessed.
I was in such euphoria yesterday, I didn’t even update you on the afternoon events… I know you’re going to be impressed…
So, my aim was to stay out of his way yesterday afternoon… I was pretty sure I stunk of shit, but anyway, Jake had other plans… mid-afternoon, He said he needed to cut loose and told me to drive him to the gym. His smell when he got back in the car was incredible. Anyway, on the way home, he said it was a great session but he needed to kick back when we got home. Then I SAID IT! I said if he wants to kick back with a beer, I’m good to rub his feet. He said “you’re on” and the rest is history. It was so natural and not forced, really beautiful. He watched some shows and did not really pay much attention to me, but for that time, his feet were MY WORLD.
It must have been 45 mins or an hour and then my daughter got home with the kids. I backed off and he told me “stay”. When she came in, I was on my knees at the end of the coffee table with his feet facing me… I was a rabbit in the headlight, but she didn’t make it awkward or difficult or anything, which I really appreciated. He asked about her day, she about his, kids came in running about and he just gently kicked me with his foot which I took as a signal to continue. It felt so normal and easygoing. When the conversation was over, it was time for their family dinner and I was long outstayed my normal welcome. He said “get off my feet now” and went off for dinner and I headed home for an amazing evening replaying the events of the day!
I am mildly concerned he would’ve picked up on the fact I stunk of his ass and shit… we were in a car together! YIKES. I only realized when I got home, how intense I must’ve smelt. But honestly don’t think it’s anything to worry about at this stage! I’m the happiest man in the world!
I was so very proud of my new brother’s development! Still, I kept pressing Henry to ask about the use of faggots, and that he should specifically use the term “faggot.”
Thank you, I’m super proud of myself too. I never knew I could be this happy and that I could serve such an incredible Apex Alpha. It’s made me feel so much more confident and strong!
Thank you for the new assignments, I didn’t receive them before I arrived this morning, so missed out on the first opportunity. YES THAT’S RIGHT, I massage His feet again… and MORE! My daughter answered the door this morning and sent me straight up to Master with His breakfast and coffee. He was in bed again and told me to massage his feet whilst he ate and took me through today’s jobs. My grandkids came in too, which was really lovely as allowed to be open and talk honestly. Jake and my daughter had clearly had a chat with them as they came in to tell me that “you work for my daddy”, “daddy is your boss”, “you have to do as daddy tells you”… and I was able to openly tell them that was right. I feel free that this is all open and normal. My daughter seems very cool too 🙂
When he had enough of his foot massage, he said that before I start my work today, he need help with grooming. I couldn’t have dreamed this amazing opportunity, but I was task with razor shaving his ass crack. I was so desperate to get a glance of cock, but he kept well covered at the front as he leant on the window sill and I shaved his ass. He really does have the most beautiful ass, so muscular. It smelt amazing and was so incredible to be in there. He let out a couple of fart, which was such a cool experience and then he asked me “do you want to eat lunch after me again today?”. I was a bit shocked and panicky and said “I don’t know”. What do you think he meant, do you think he knows?
Anyway he went off to shower and he’s been in meetings all morning. I’m serving up a late lunch shortly. But don’t know if I should feast again after his lunch again today. I bought a toothbrush again in case. I don’t know, what would you do? I’m addicted and so desperate to have that flavour perhaps all over the weekend!
I’m wondering if I work on the tasks you set below this afternoon? But is it a bit desperate to ask to massage his feet again in the same day? I think I’ll ask about owning other servants or something… as he might think I’m calling myself a faggot. Would it need to be faggot?
I think I fell off my chair when I read this. Master Jake had Henry – his FATHER-IN-LAW, remember – shave his ass crack for him?!?!?
I was completely apoplectic and now in desperate need of clarification. Now I was really hammering away at Henry to be really bold with Master Jake and ask some critical questions because I was sure something what going on.
And then, the hammer dropped:
I’ve left early today and with mixed emotions, your perspective is always greatly helpful and appreciated…
The GOOD news, another full toilet bowel, another full stomach (a bit too full- honestly don’t know how that boy packs that away in him, just one shit fills me up for the day). Oh and by the way… he clearly knows I’ve been eating his shit, as when he came out of the toilet today, I was still clearing up the kitchen and he said “yours is ready now”… I think it sounds like he knows?
Anyway, my daughter tells me that Jake needs another foot massage! GREAT NEWS! I dash upstairs as quick as possible as Jake is sat upright on the bed with headset on as he’s on a teleconference. He looks at me and nods to his feet so I kneel straight down, take off his shoes and socks and go to town. Every now and then he taps his foot on my arm to tell me to change foot and then I start licking one foot whilst rubbing the other… he didn’t complain! Lucky me! I lick between all of his toes, which was tasty, but my favorite was scraping the hard skin on his heels with my teeth as I could really taste it.
Then I said it… “have you ever owned any faggots sir?”. He asked, “so you’re a faggot” and I said I don’t know (I didn’t know what to say as I thought I was beta but know you said I best say faggot). Then comes the bombshell…the BAD news… I don’t know how this is possible and am trying to believe it’s not true… but he tells me that yes he has owned faggots, for over 10 years! My twin sons! To be fair they were friends from their teenage years and were the ones who introduced Him to my daughter. He said that he has owned them since they were 16 … but I knew they had girlfriends and things until they were in their 20s?! Apparently, they come round occasionally to serve him and on game nights, he always gets them round like this week. They apparently each have a dedicated foot that they worship. My daughter has always known that he owned them even before they were together so that’s the norm for them and actually why they stayed over the other day so they could explain to her in the morning, that she needs to allow me to be owned by Jake too. They explained that no one is trying to steal Jake, but because they work and I’m retired, it’s best to get me onboard as more of a 24/7 slave. He said it’s always been his master plan to “complete the set” and “own the whole family”.
Honestly it made me feel a bit sick to think that he has done this to our whole family. As he was speaking, I told him I was finished and had to go, but he said I needed to scrap his other heel with my teeth. After doing that, he said he’ll see me Monday and I said sure. But honestly thinking no way that is happening now.
I feel so cheap and used and that he’s destroyed my whole family and my twin sons’ futures. It’s like he’s got us all under the thumb. That said I’m full to the brim with his shit, I can taste his ass, shit, feet in my mouth (which is still an incredible flavor) and feel totally succumbed to Him.
I admire him but just think it’s sadistic and gone too far to do this to an entire family.
Any words of support or advice would be greatly appreciated. I know I’ve probably got to end this…
In all of my travels in the world of BDSM, my service to very powerful Apex Alphas, or even running this gigantic website with all of the bizarre true stories I’ve covered over the years, I’ve never even imagined something like this ever happening.
I could hear the devastation in Henry’s words, the shame and humiliation he was feeling as he contemplated how thoroughly this one Apex Alpha god has consumed and taken ownership of his entire family. I felt sorry for my new brother.
Then, like a good faggot, the reality settled in and Henry began to accept the truth.
I’m feeling SO much better about the situation and have found resolve.
Jake sent the twins over to talk to me this afternoon. They made me realize how stupid I’m being… my family is owned, I have no power over any of this anymore, so there is no choice to be made. My sons have been owned for 12 or more years, he’s my daughter’s husband and father of my beautiful grandchildren. They explained that I can’t crumble his empire now and they’re certainly not leaving it. They said he has worked so hard to acquire us all and it would be wrong of me to not submit and obey at this point, now that he has truly conquered the whole family. I think they’re right. Who am I to step in his way…
This way we stay as one family in the stable of a rightful and impressive owner snd master. My kids all think their mother would be extremely proud of the solidarity we’re showing and so happy that we’ll remain so close. I think this is rather beautiful, it’s going to be great to work side by side with my family and for a common purpose to serve the same.
I’m really happy with how discussions went today snd have such a clear mind. I sent a message back with them that I’m so so happy to be owned by him and really cannot wait to continue my service on Monday. Hope he forgives this silliness!
I’m sure you’ll agree this is the right way forward …
Honestly, I don’t really know how to feel about it all. I’m glad that my brother has found peace within this new arrangement and the resolve to make it work for the sake of his family. And frankly, Master Jake seems to be almost omnipotent in his ability to own and control lesser humans, so they will likely be cared for well and protected.
All I know is that this is probably the most extreme example of the power of Hierarchy I could ever imagine, let alone experience and describe.
I am working on Henry to introduce me to Master Jake (who doesn’t know of my existence in this tale as far as I know). We’ll see how that goes.
I just really had to stop and get this story out in the open. It was rapidly becoming so huge that I couldn’t carry it anymore.
Many of you remember the post I published on February 23, 2021 entitled “Opportunity of a Lifetime” (CLICK HERE) about a bachelor party from the UK that was supposed to take place this summer in both New York and Las Vegas.
I’ve received stuff like this before and largely ignored them. But this time the request came from an older Alpha named Max with whom I had previous dealings. I trusted him to be telling the truth. He had a very specific game plan for the two-week party that I reproduced faithfully in the post. He put me in charge of assembling potential faggots to serve at both locations, and even though I had no time for such an assignment, I gave it my best shot.
Much to my surprise, a lot of quality faggots applied for the assignments, including a shocking number of toilet fags. And this was really the joyous part for me, seeing good faggots reach out for an opportunity to serve that way in real time.
But then Max became unresponsive. I started demanding answers about the faggots I was sending his way. Finally, Max shut off his Kik and apparently ghosted me.
I have to listen to Alphas bitch about the fickleness and unreliability of faggots, but in my experience there are just as many immature, game-playing Alphas out there. In my opinion, these dumbasses are WORSE than faggots. The idea that these time-wasting children masquerade as Men sickens me because they are insulting to the very idea of Alphahood.
So, to all of my brothers who applied to serve these parties, I apologize. I also thank you for making my heart very proud.
If you have any issues with this time-wasting prick, you can contact him yourself:
my alpha is 46. i’ve known him for a little over 11 years. His sexual stamina is clearly winding down. He used to fuck me (in addition to his longtime gf) an average of 10 times a month now he only fucks me once or twice a month and its been going on for a year now. I now alphas are men of great power but do they go through manopause?
Well, it may not be something silly like “manopause” and actually be something medically more significant. Sudden reduced sexual stamina or drive can be an indicator of disease or hormone imbalances. He should probably see a doctor.
Is it normal to feel feminine as a faggot? Is it rare? My alphas tell my cock is a clit and I’m a girl – and now I feel like it to be truth
Yes, it’s very normal. Alphas are powerful Men, and they reduce lesser males around them to something resembling girls Hierarchically. On a subliminal level even straight males adopt the giddiness of a female around Alphas. As for your Alphas calling your dicklet a clit, they are simply emasculating you. It’s very common … and very effective.
Well, primarily because females have a natural impulse to not want to be raped. In addition, beta males and society generally seek to reign in Alpha power and the Alpha impulse because it is threatening to the status quo. Again, I\’m not advocating rape by saying this. It is not advocacy to say that most Men have the urge to rape, but they don\’t act on it for a variety of reasons. Only by admitting that the urge exists can we ever hope to properly understand it.
This thread follows the story of Alpha Cody, a powerful straight college Alpha who has learned to use faggots for his own advantage. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
There is a pic of Apex Alpha god Master Cody. I’ve seen his face (he hasn’t allowed me to share that pic yet), and let me tell you that his face is as hot as his body!
One of my favorite accounts on Twitter is Master David (@davidtentwoone). He is a wise and luxurious executive Alpha who doles out truth bombs to eager boys desperate for direction.
There is something so beautifully intimate about this foot worship moment. I love how the Alpha takes intense interest in every flick of the faggot’s tongue.
How could a Man walk away from this and not feel like a fucking King?
Hierarchy often veers wildly into uncomfortable truths and difficult-to-imagine scenarios. We are dealing with Male sexuality and the Male sex drive, possibly the most unpredictable force in human society.
As I’ve said before with previous stories involving male children, the Hierarchical realities of Male dominance sometimes comes into play in unpleasant (and sometimes sad) ways. Child abuse is nothing to be taken lightly or tossed off like it’s any other sexual fetish. It’s very dangerous and destructive.
But child abuse and its effects should not be ignored, either.
The story I’m relating here involves an older faggot named John. He told me two stories about experiences with straight Alphas who used him and made indelible impressions on his life. The first was his stepdad when he was a child:
My stepdad was my first Master when I was very young (13). He taught me cocksucking, disciplined me with his belt. and gave me detailed lessons in eating his asshole. At my request, he also let me worship his feet.
I served him all through high school and into college. He and my mom divorced and he moved to the East Coast. I last saw him more than 40 years ago.
I find it very interesting that John calls this abusive stepdad his “first Master” which could be interpreted as an affectionate term. Like rape victims (including myself), victims of sexual trauma often find gratitude in the experiences they suffered and for the ones who inflicted them. Perhaps there is a tendency in the human mind to search for the good out of terrible events, like searching for lone flowers in a forest devastated by fire.
But familial service continued for John into his later life. He got married to a female and ended up serving his father-in-law.
My best experience with foot worship came many years ago when I was serving my then father in law. He was a straight alpha and 30 years older than me. One of the things he liked most was humiliation and he used his feet to do that. When I came to his place he’d be sitting in his chair barefoot. He made sure the soles of his feet were filthy and he made me ask politely if I could lick them clean. He would also use my face as a footstool while he talked on the phone. He had a couple of alpha friends who he’d let watch. He also had me tongue clean their feet. It was amazingly hot.
I cannot emphasize enough how dangerous it can be for family members to engage in these types of relationships. Fortunately, it seems to have worked out for my fag brother John, but there are countless others who see their lives (and the lives of the associated family) ruined by this.
I appreciate this brother’s honesty, though. Hopefully someone out there reading this can be helped by it.
It is a cornerstone of Hierarchy. Young Alphas owning and using older males in order to dethrone them. Or, in this case, using an old cocksucker in order to flex dominance.
Ever since I wrote the post “A Little More About Rape” way back in 2015 (CLICK HERE) I have been bombarded by hate and accusations of fetishizing or advocating rape.
What these accusers fail to comprehend about articles like that is that they are public displays of the inner workings of my own mind on the subject. As the victim of a violent rape, I was left with many conflicting feelings about my experience. From those feelings arose an ever-solidifying viewpoint on rape from a Hierarchical perspective that I freely admit is not conventional and could be offensive. But I believe within it lies a fundamental truth.
That truth is this: rape is a Hierarchically-sound part of the sorting process among dominant and submissive males. Alphas sometimes rape faggots, and these acts reinforce proper and necessary roles between males. Mind you, that is not an advocation of rape. It is simply a Hierarchical explanation for rape as a natural process.
Why do I feel emboldened to say such a thing? Because ever since I wrote that article I have received countless letters from other faggots who have been raped who came to similar conclusions. While all of these messages and letters have been personally validating, I’m not sure I’ve ever received one that so powerfully explained how I felt during and after my own rape. It’s from a faggot named Sean, and the story he tells is both horrifying and inspirational. Read:
I felt compelled to write to you to weigh in on the complex and controversial topic of faggot rape. I understand you do not — and should not — promote rape. However I also wanted to share my personal insight as one who has endured rape and why I am ultimately thankful for the experience and to the Alpha who raped me.
First I should say I have had more than one experience with what most people would classify as rape, including my first sexual experience. I am 46 now and so back in the day, newspaper ads were a way to discreetly meet Men. I was a sophomore in college and I answered an ad from 2 Men (a couple) who wanted to fuck a bottom. I responded and told them I was a virgin which excited them. I was picked up and taken to their place. We relaxed and I sucked their dicks for a bit before one of them reached around from behind with a chemical smelling cloth and I was almost instantly knocked out. My belief is that I was chloroformed. When I came to, I was already being fucked by a large-dicked Man with my face pressed into the balls and “saddle” (sides and under the balls/taint) of the other. Quite a way to regain consciousness. I felt no pain. In fact it was highly pleasurable. I believe they did this as a favor to me for my first penetration to reduce my pain on entry. They wore condoms (relevant to the actual story I want to tell). They both fucked me and I was fully conscious for the remainder of the night. At one point one of the Men sucked me briefly, which horrified me. It felt so wrong and my dicklet instantly retreated. It took me a while to understand how being knocked out and sodomized (some might say raped) by 2 Men felt fine and normal, but being sucked was a big violation. I hadn’t put the pieces together that I was a faggot. Until I met the next Man.
I had a few experiences in between, always bottom, always seeking more and more Dominant Men. So by 1997, the internet was widely available and like every “male” I instantly tried to use it for porn and meet-ups. It was my very first internet meet-up I’m here to discuss.
I found a profile for a really attractive, strong, masculine, large-framed and self-described Dom. He was a Baltimore County police officer, I learned. Older than me. I was 22 and he was about 40. He struck me instantly as different. Demanding I provide some times I’m available instead of the usual “games” back-and-forth or vagueness I was used to. He also DEMANDED that he pick me up, despite my offer and preference to meet him out or at his place. I realized later this was all about control, and perhaps, his plan.
He picked me up and I was so excited by how attractive and Manly he was. I felt so weak and small and shy! We chatted and went out to eat at a pizza place. He asked me what I liked from the menu and ordered for me, which was a powerful move in my mind at the time and I loved it. He commented that he’d fuck the waiter, which struck me as odd at the time considering we were on a “date.” Oh, how much I had to learn about Alphas and how he viewed me. He paid, which I liked.
After dinner there was no question we were going to his place. I was surely going to suck his cock, maybe get fucked, so I was sure to be cleaned out just in case. I had made it clear that I was open to getting fucked, but with a condom only. He didn’t agree or disagree to that or even really acknowledge my request. But I felt he would not do anything I didn’t consent to. I was wrong.
The Man wanted to fuck and I reminded him about the condom. At that point, the situation changed dramatically and an element of violence filled the room. His demeanor changed into an abuser and a predator and I was terrified. Before I could even try to make an exit I was pinned down in an impossible hold. I could not struggle away and had no use of my arms or legs. So me face down on his bed, he brutally and violently penetrated me. The pain was absolutely searing. I didn’t know what kind of damage was being done but I do know he didn’t care. At that moment, despite the situation, can you believe it came into my mind that I was glad I cleaned out well? Even at that moment I was thinking about his experience, something which I thought about a lot later. Something was happening to me. he was verbalizing and I remember mostly hearing the words “faggot, bitch and pregnant” but there was a lot more said, all deeply degrading.
In his final and very purposeful thrusts and ejaculation into me I was feeling glad this would be over and also like a chemical reaction feeling like something had changed in me forever. I had never been bred before and it was monumental to have his DNA inside me. I felt victimized but also desirable that he wanted to make me a part of him in that way. It was complicated.
So he finished and there was surprisingly little tearing and blood, but some. He got off me and we cleaned up and he was exactly normal. Not fazed at all that he has just raped me. Of course he still had to drive me home which was extremely humiliating, but also chivalrous? Again, complicated! He said he wanted to see me again. Afraid, I said OK, but just wanted to get away with no intention to see him again. It was honestly a trauma.
However, after the soreness subsided I started thinking about him again. I thought about how Dominant and controlling he was in every respect and about how small and insignificant I felt in his presence. Something was clicking. What was he calling me? Oh yeah. A faggot.
I ended up calling him again!
A young fag answered, though and I retreated, despite the fag saying it’s fine and he doesn’t mind getting the Man to talk with me. I hung up, sort of thrown by somebody else answering and I did not contact him again.
Now, why am I thankful to this Man who committed this act against my innocent young self?
I’m thankful because I learned there are Men, and there are Alphas and they do not operate by the same rules. I hadn’t known that. I am thankful that he opened up my true self. He saw what I was before I even knew! He saw a faggot that was his to take since he had the planning and power to do so. Once the dust settled I knew I had an identity and a purpose. It suddenly all came together why in my first experience I was happy to be knocked out and fucked but not OK with some oral attention on myself. I was a faggot. He didn’t make me that way, but he opened my eyes and it changed everything.
I’ve had similarly eye-opening experiences though not as monumental the first time a Man spit in my face and the first time a Man really slapped me. Spit because it’s the epitome of disrespect (“spit in the face of”…is a common phrase for the ultimate disrespect, usually figuratively, of course). But I liked it. And being slapped because of the wave of shock, humiliation and the true sense of being OWNED that washed over me and I do gravitate to Alphas with an abusive streak ever since (I did take in and mostly agree with your podcast about aftercare). But I do respect a Man that hits faggots.
I did live in fear that the rapist had given me a disease of course. Nothing flared up and before long I was off to an overseas life adventure where I had to be HIV tested. Thankfully, I was negative.
I don’t condone rape and I do believe in using condoms. But I am thankful and appreciative that I was seen for the REAL me. I’m not “proud” of being a faggot. That’s not the right word. But I so accept it and understand I have a purpose that I have been working on now for years.
I was truly rattled after reading this account. The account itself is devastating. But then reading how my brother Sean came to the same conclusion as I did regarding the rights of Men and the function of rape as Hierarchical reinforcement. There is something to this. Why do so many faggots have the same perspective I have about what happened to us? Are you simply all broken in the same way?
I admit that part of me remains unsettled after so long. I don’t think I should feel this way about my rape or the rape of other faggots. But then again, is it the pressure of societal views on rape causing this shame?
I just think somewhere in this mess of Hierarchical bumper cars the actual truth exists.
This thread follows the story of Alpha Cody, a powerful straight college Alpha who has learned to use faggots for his own advantage. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
College dorm faggots largely exist for one thing – to be fucked and used by college Alphas. The problem is that many faggots enter college totally unaware of themselves and that purpose. They simply haven’t had enough life experience to find out.
That’s where college Alphas come in to play. Alphas can see through a façade to the faggot hiding inside of it. Then they use their extraordinary charisma and strength to force the faggot into submission, ultimately entering and breeding it. Afterward, the faggot feels complete and whole in a way it never experienced before, and it is finally able to simply accept its Hierarchical role in life. No more lies.
Through this mysterious process Alphas transform other males into faggots. Crucially, we can look at this seemingly rough and rape-like aggression for what it truly is – an Alpha setting a faggot truly is inside, and setting it free.
This Hierarchical process of forced transformation gained another faggot yesterday as Master Cody, in a fit of overwhelming sexual power, marched into their shared dorm room and essentially took his roommate’s virginity … in the most unequivocal way possible.
I had to really think about what I did this morning. But when it happened there was no rational thought at all. I texted my roommate on my way back from the pool. I told him to lubricate and lay face down and wait.
He obeyed. Something in me felt cold. I asked him where the fucking lube was and he pawed around for it and handed it to me behind his back. I was already hard as steel. No oral this time. I stripped down, lubed up, and started pushing against his hole.
Normally, just because of “various factors” I’ll let a fag control that first push. Not here. I didn’t force it in and hurt him, and he was pretty loose by the time I got there, but I felt it pop through and split him open.
From there, there was nothing could have stopped me. He let out this weird yelp so I bent over him and covered his mouth and put my forearm around his neck. I fucked him harder than I would usually enjoy myself. It was less about pleasure though. I’m always rough and forceful but this was way different. Looking back he had to keep himself limp. If he had intentionally struggled at that point he could have hurt himself. I breathed and grunted right over his ear. When I let go his neck my hands went elsewhere. I had a death grip on his traps and around the nape of his neck. I was back down over him, put my hand around his neck, grabbed his arm overextended his shoulder joint. Then I told him to struggle and try to get free. He squirmed underneath me. I love that feeling probably more than anything in this world. He was shaking under me. Once I popped cherry no. 2 his whimpering got way more high-pitched. The extra sensation on the head of my dick just pushed me over. I didn’t last too long before pumping him full. I pulled out and left him there to go wash off. He curled in a ball, and pulled the blanket up over his shoulders. He was breathless and terrified. I’ve been told I can be a little scary while fucking.
The kicker: he thanked me. He’s not the first to do that but it was the strangest. It broke the silence. I didn’t answer him though. I had to come down from all of this too. I had to re-center and feel human. I was even asked in class if I was angry about something. My nostrils were flaring and my eyes were focused in the distance. This nerdy chick in another one of my math classes offered to massage my temples. She’s crushed on me all semester. She had me close my eyes and she rubbed all these little points around my eyes, cheekbones, under my jawline, and face. It worked beautifully. Women, in general, are amazing at stuff like that.
There was nothing “off” about my roommate when I saw him later this morning. In fact, I’d say he was more at peace and cheerful than I’ve ever seen him. He winced a little sitting at an open table with a couple of friends, but that was it. There’s an irony there since there was nothing about what I felt inside that wanted this to be a cause of cheer. He enjoyed this.
First of all, I was electrified to read Master Cody’s vivid description of Alpha sexual rage. The “coldness” he felt when he headed to the dorm to violate his faggot roommate is 100% a predatory animal reaction. It is the blank emptiness that a killer feels during the moment of the kill, the pure instinct of a lion clamping its jaws onto the neck of a gazelle. So horrifying … and honest.
But here’s where I might diverge from the average reader horrified by what I just wrote about Master Cody – I believe this kind of pathological Alpha rage and force is not only proper, but necessary.
What Master Cody felt during this entire process is the drive all Alphas have when they see what they want. It is the engine of Alpha power that transforms our world on a macro scale and enslaves faggots on a micro scale. His description of that primitive, elemental emotion is unforgettable.
Right now Master Cody’s cum has entered his new faggot’s bloodstream. Master Cody has claimed it so thoroughly and genetically that it will be forever his property no matter where they go in life. This is the perfect fulfillment of Hierarchy, and it is beautiful violence.
Hello Sam. I asked you a while ago about the blunt approach. I’d like to share my experience using this technique. I’ve tried it on five different men. I got to suck off four! It really is an art. Be polite, ensure privacy, don’t be a creep, and be ready to deal with rejection. It works! it simply works! Most men are sexually frustrated and they’d rather have a fag suck them off than jerk off! I’m still working on my technique. Thanks for your words of encouragement!
This is a follow-up to THIS QUESTION from April (I think).
HAHAHA that is fucking AWESOME!!! Congratulations!
See? I know what I’m talking about!!
As I’ve said here a few times before, I have had around a 60% success rate on this approach over the years. Your batting average is higher than that (you bitch LOL) so keep going! I’m not surprised about the success, though. Your approach (as described) is a perfect replica of my method, and I know it works!
I’m so proud of you, my brother! Keep me informed!
This thread follows the story of Alpha Cody, a powerful straight college Alpha who has learned to use faggots for his own advantage. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
During the recent flurry of back-and-forth emails between Master Cody and I regarding his subjugation of his dorm roommate Master Cody shared a little story of a pregnancy scare he experienced with his first girlfriend, and how his first real Alpha Pack helped to steer him the right way. It was significant enough that I felt like it warranted its own post.
My calc professor, the one who did an early final, had her baby today. I’m at my softest around babies. I hope she brings him in.
But it got me to thinking back to my first girlfriend, Katie. We lost our virginities to each other. It’s kind of a strange thread of how alphas groom alphas.
After that night with me, my swim teammates asked if I had finally gotten MY cherry popped. I told them yes. I got some of the greatest validation from that moment. Tre’von, the only black swimmer on our team, asked if we had used protection. I hadn’t. That caused anuproar of how Cody raw-dogged his girlfriend. These guys carried enough condoms on them to melt into a tire. So they gave me some. I. Hated. Them. And I always have. I tried with Katie and took it off.
This is the hard part to explain. Katie and I had been fucking for a few months. We were very close. We both knew how reproduction worked in theory. And we were almost performative in that regard. I knew I could impregnate her. I liked how that power felt. She liked how that felt. She liked how her pelvis felt. But it was like both of us had the idea of pregnancy as something that didn’t happen to anyone but adults. We were idiots but it was just nature taking its course.
I also knew her cycles. She was so embarrassed by her period. And, I don’t know, I just didn’t care. I know what a period is. I was such a fucking simp, I guess, because I tried to make her feel amazing during that time and was never grossed out. I would fuck her during her period. By sheer dumb luck, she realized that actually made her period discomfort better.
Back to the locker room. I started having misgivings about the period thing. I asked Tre’von and another guy, Matt Reynolds, about it. I never once lived down telling them that I fucked her on her period. But in the near term I let it slip that I washed my dick off afterward.
They knew I was still raw-dogging her. The whole mood changed. They asked how often we fucked. How long had it been since her last period. Short story, I was dumping enough sperm to jumpstart my own planet while she was ovulating and I kinda thought her cycle was late.
Tre’von talked to my coach, who then called Katie’s cheerleading coach, and Tre’von took us to the health department. We looked like two kids who brought home a bad report card. The nurse was this really blunt southern lady. She asked what was up. We didn’t speak. Tre’von gave her the basics. She was really decisive. She talked to Katie first, then me alone, then both of us together. She got pregnancy tested. She asked Katie a lot of stuff just to make sure she was safe, I wasn’t pressuring her, etc. I got scolded not being safe with Katie and got a lecture about consent. Katie wasn’t pregnant. Thank. God. Katie got an implanted birth control. Georgia, for all its faults, is actually pretty cool about minors and birth control. Especially Atlanta.
I never used condoms with her. But lessons learned. The alphas on my team could be assholes but they also looked out for me and groomed me in a lot of ways. Tre’von was a great team captain his senior year too.
One last thing: I ran into Katie last semester at a grocery store. A lot of things were still virtual on campus. We went to one of the open tables at the hot bar/deli and talked. She said that, whether I knew at the time or not, I was the reason she was not ashamed or embarrassed of her periods. She never felt gross or unattractive because of it. She said so many other guys treated her like a leper, were grossed out, etc. I’m not saying it’s great. I don’t have a menstruation fetish. But I just think of less of men who act all squeamish about their woman’s body. I don’t think she stays their woman for very long.
This is the magic of Apex Alphas. Or, more specifically, Protector Apex Alphas. Absolutely in control, fearless, effortlessly comforting, and a builder of people. And, in the case of Master Cody, a certain form of humility. He recognizes his Alpha lineage and those who have contributed to the masterwork of his life. He dutifully accepts his role as a superhero and exemplar of true Manhood.
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In Master Cody’s last update, he had throat fucked his dorm roommate a second time. It was definitely more aggressive use, and Master Cody noted that the faggot seemed especially quiet afterward.
So in an attempt to give the new faggot a breather, Master Cody chose to use his other campus cocksucker for his next load.
I was right about my music major fag. I went to the music and arts building and heard him playing piano. I knocked on the practice room. He let me in. I like this guy because he knows why I’m there. He loves that thrill of draining me right there in the room. I don’t care about being caught. Someone did knock on the door. He finally got him to go away. I never got soft. Blew his mind.
But notice what Master Cody said after this session:
I went back to my room (after using the music faggot) and my roommate was there. He’s been quiet since the second round. I started getting ready to just check out and sleep. He asked me so sheepishly if I wanted him to go down on me. I told him no I just took care of that. Then even more pitifully he asked if I would like a second one. I went to sleep glowy. Two faggots getting my juice in about a half-hour. One pursued. One who just asked like he was trying to get a drug fix. Love it.
So clearly the faggot is fine despite being quiet. It has swallowed a couple of Alpha loads from Master Cody’s big dick, and the fulfillment is forcing the faggot to accept the truth.
But the faggot’s personality change hasn’t gone unnoticed:
The RA for my wing of the dorm had a talk with me today. The RAs just watch out for us. They’re trained to watch for differences that might indicate suicidality. He IS acting different. He asked me if I had noticed anything different about my roommate. Awkward. I just said he seemed under more stress lately.
The personality change has Master Cody thinking about a possible solution: breeding.
I’m thinking about fucking my roommate. I value docility but I don’t want to risk destabilizing him. Fucking always puts fags or girls under a spell. I’ve seen them all: alpha females, maneaters, sex witholders, girls who told me to get naked while they’re clothed, etc. That bullshit doesn’t survive the first pounding out. I like to think I build them back up differently than simply destroying them. I don’t have that much time left with him.
My roommate would have to be doggy style or over a table. It almost feels like I just want to humiliate him further. It has no other purpose. Some girls get the choke-and-pound just because they’re solely being used for my pleasure. But they are usually looking for that too. Those are pretty merciless. I’ve loaned a few t-shirts because of torn fabric from those. Most of them want more of that for some reason. They like it. With past girlfriends (and Mattias) I would put more focus into my thrusts. Part of that is dominance too. I like to watch them lose all control over their bodies and minds. A simple gyration here, a little adjustment there, and they’re pinned down in a daze of pleasure. If I can think of it in the moment, I grab the knees and open them up but also grab the hands and pound away while watching them lie there and go into another dimension. Kissing is involved here too because there’s no area left that won’t go into sensory overload. Every part of them is mine. The bonding and physical contact afterward just makes them feel safe. I can even put them to sleep stroking their earlobe and outer ear.
The non-Mattias guys I’ve fucked were usually looking to just get used like Group #2. I’ll put them on their backs. In my little universe, putting someone of their back is more about power and awe. But a strict doggy style means they just are nothing to me. I usually do that for not-so-good reasons. The chick I hinted about before, who tried to tell me to get naked, got fucked on all fours. All evening she had been trying to test me and I was getting annoyed. I don’t normally get that riled but goddamn. I walked toward her and she stepped back toward the wall. She had some spaghetti strap dress on. Just one smooth move it was at her feet. My roommate is pretty well broken now. I hadn’t considered that he might want to be fucked. So maybe it would be good for both parties. There’s just something about his regeneration that feels… incomplete.
It’s significant that Master Cody views his rut as a form of medication to soothe and heal a psyche broken down by his cock and cum. Alphas often feel this way. It’s a form of “the only way out is through”. In other words, push them so hard and so thoroughly that they have no choice but to reach acceptance.
So it does sound like Master Cody is going to breed his faggot roommate and finally complete its transformation into a whore to serve his needs and the needs of other Men. It’s an incredible power that our greatest Alphas – Apex Alphas – have to wield in order to maintain the natural order!
I am a humble and grateful faggot to know him at all.
On policy, I disagree with virtually everything Liz Cheney supports. Except this.
I think we just witnessed one of the most consequential speeches in American history from Rep. Cheney tonight. While cowardly, traitorous men slithered from the chamber, this brave woman made a magnificent defense of democracy.
It is a speech that will be taught in classes long after the orange stain of this Republican party has been scrubbed clean by virtue and righteousness.
Oh, how I adore Randy Rainbow’s shiv-like song parodies. His knife-sharp ditties are joyous, candy-colored swords cutting to the very heart of Republican hypocrisy.
This is his greatest one yet.
Closet fag Miss Lindsey Graham bleeds before the first note, and then the rest are justly beheaded afterward.
Hey, I’m fairly new to this but I was curious your thoughts on like, how to introduce general kinks and fetishes as well as Alpha/fag things into conversations for hookups or relationships. Like we all know apps exist, but idk how to go from a nice conversation on Grindr (yes, shocking, but it’s happened … sometimes), to “please let me serve you however I can, I want to kneel before a Man” and all. Like I’m sure that would be good for some guys, but if I were approached that way I might block them. So, any advice on how to gauge if they’d be into it and maybe ease them in?
My approach has always been a full-frontal assault (as you might imagine). I figure if it’s too much for them, then they aren’t the right person. Truly Alpha Men are not going to be rattled by anything a faggot might say to them.
But there’s also a better way to approach them, too. I am not an over-the-top faggot in my language to Alphas. I am always honest and direct, and I try to avoid fake-sounding language like the stuff you used as an example. I find simply stating, “I’m a faggot, Sir. I exist to serve Men like you” is far more effective because it engages the Alpha’s curiosity and imagination. Stating that in your profile (if possible) is even better, because it weeds out the wafflers and the fakers.
how do you feel about trans people? also can a fag be trans?
Yes, there are trans faggots. In fact, one of Master Nick’s beloved faggots is preparing to transition even as we speak (I just spoke with this particular faggot the other day about it). It is really special if a transitioning faggot has an Owner like Master Nick to support it during the difficult emotional process of transitioning, and I’m happy that my faggot brother has that. Sadly, not every faggot can say the same about their owners or even their families.
It was three years ago this week that I went into the hospital for my first week of continuous, 24-hours-a-day chemotherapy treatment for non-Hodgkin’s lymphoma of the throat.
Two weeks earlier I had been diagnosed with it and told I had less than two months to live.
The same week I went into the hospital Childish Gambino released “This Is America,” a revolutionary song and video blasting American violence and racial division.
As I recovered, the song’s spirit cling to me. In fact, several songs buoyed me during that darkest of times. They comforted me and inspired me during those long, lonely chemo nights.
Here are some others:
“Long And Happy Life” by Delta Rae
“The Climb” by Miley Cyrus
“In My Blood” by Shawn Mendes
“Delicate” by Taylor Swift
“Christopher” by Nakhane
“Just Like Heaven” by Nakhane
“Us” by James Bay
I can’t hear any of these songs without remembering the feeling of tubes in my chest, the hushed sounds of the sick in the hospital halls, the blinking lights of machinery designed to keep me alive … and awake.
But most of all these songs remind me of the profound feeling of coming back to glorious life that summer of 2018, resurrected into a new form more powerful and determined than the chrysalis of my former self.
These songs were the soundtrack of my rebirth. They will always hold a place very dear to me.
This session by @findomgodx is a true marking of his faggot’s body and soul. He marks it with the scent of his cock, balls, and feet, spits in its mouth, and throat fucks it mercilessly.
This is the path to true faggot ownership. #HierarchyIsTruth!
sam thank you so much for creating this site. I am an older gay person that has been quite confused of what I really am. I managed to create a stable and happy gay relationship, but with time realising that the sex side has been somehow not interesting. the more I was reading the more I felt the need to submit to dominant men. However my husband has no interest in playing a dominant role, so I often submit to escort services. the more I read your site and the more I believe that in my sexual life I am basically a faggot. I wonder if among your reader there are many that are struggling like me. On one side I need and want to hold on to my wonderful relation, but on the other side, it is getting more and more frustrating not to be able to really be and act as the faggot I really am. keep on with your real good work.
Thanks for writing! Yes, I’ve absolutely met many faggots (and some Alphas) in circumstances similar to yours. It’s heartbreaking that you cannot fully express your needs with your partner, but honestly, it’s unreasonable to expect that one person can be the entirety of another person’s life. This is especially true for Alphas and faggots on the most extreme ends of the Hierarchical spectrum.
Since you’re an older couple, perhaps the sex has taken a backseat to companionship. Maybe your partner wouldn’t mind you going into a service relationship with an Alpha. Have you discussed this? As always, it’s best to clear the air in situations like this.
If your partner refuses to accept this reality within you, I’m not sure about your next step. Are you at the point where you can simply accept keeping the security of the relationship and put aside your desire to serve? Or do you break it up in order to chase this dream? I can’t be the one to tell you that.
Just start with the conversation and see where it leads, brother.
Okay this might be one of the greatest internet videos of all time. It makes brilliant use of TikTok’s “duet” feature to create a magnificent psychodrama of epic proportions.
There are a couple of reasons why I love GOD @justCMH’s videos: He’s hung, he’s vocal, and he’s an appreciative feeder.
He really loves the talented throat and mouth of @sfsuckmachine. I would too if I were a Man. They are the perfect combination; a Man who loves worshipful head from faggots who swallow, and a faggot who loves swallowing giant dicks and huge loads. a match made in Heaven!
This thread follows the story of Alpha Cody, a powerful straight college Alpha who has learned to use faggots for his own advantage. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Once an Alpha has broken through a faggot’s initial resistance and got it to accept a first breeding, there will always be the second round. Here’s where it gets interesting. This is the point when the Alpha can really cut loose and take the faggot even farther into subspace. The faggot’s resistance belied, it now has no opportunity to fight back against further intrusions by the Alpha that now owns it.
But often faggots still try to resist!
Master Cody discovered that his faggot roommate still has some fight left in it today, so Master Cody needed to introduce it to its new reality:
I headed back to the dorms about an hour and a half ago and saw my roommate’s car. Something just came over me.
I texted him to see if he was in. He said he was there but going to the library. I told him to stay put and sent a pic of my hard dick. I got there and he had stayed put. I didn’t think this would be a big deal.
But he tried to clap back at me. “That doesn’t mean I was going to do it again … you’re not entitled … That text was inappropriate.” It was so pathetic to listen to.
What he doesn’t know (and I know all too well) is that the path from angry to horny is really short. I just stay patient and let it run its course. I took off my shirt and acted kind of douchey just to nudge him closer. I even complimented his cocksucking ability which he didn’t find amusing.
He was still arguing but he was flushed by then. I played with myself through my shorts a little. I came back around the desk and saw his little bulge and precum spot. I just kind of smirked. The words coming out of his mouth didn’t match what his body said. He looked so defeated and turned around in his chair. I told him no chair and to get on his knees. He obeyed.
Truth be told, I hate getting my dick sucked standing up. But I couldn’t resist the sight at first. He would try to reach up and touch me and I swatted his hand away. A little negative reinforcement this time. I exaggerated some muscle contraction, put my hands behind my head, stuff like that. I still made him look up at me.
I did have to sit but I sat bare ass in his chair and let him gobble up. I was more aggressive with his head this time. When it came time I hugged the back of his head and held it down while I nutted down his throat. He tapped my thigh trying to get me to let go. Spit was going out the corners of his mouth. I finally let him go and let him catch his breath.
That was about 30 minutes ago. He wiped out his chair with a Clorox wipe (haha) and has been silent ever since while I just lay in my bed. It must be different when you have to share a space and have no other place to go. I wish I knew what he’s been thinking about these past several days. In my mind I wish I had worn him down earlier in the semester but I wasn’t really giving him a thought one way or another. He was just there. I did my own thing.
We get several lessons in this latest episode.
Alphas have highly-evolved abilities to manipulate inferiors with little tests of devotion and confident displays of power.
Bold maneuvers (like the text and pic) are wholly appropriate to use with faggots.
Faggots will try to resist the advances of Alphas, but this is nothing but the weakest smokescreen. Alphas see through this, and the best Alphas don’t allow such protestations from stopping them.
Verbal commands that are obeyed by the faggot give the Alpha consent to take whatever he wants.
Making a faggot uncomfortable yields the best results.
Master Cody truly understands the needs of submissives and how to use those needs to his advantage. He’s mentioned to me privately that he uses many of these same techniques on females in order to help them through self-righteous objections and to the thing they both want – pleasure.
However, with faggots Master Cody has found the perfect foil for his overwhelming dominance. He can literally be as pushy, arrogant, and cruel as he wants to be and faggots will always come back for more. That kind of power cannot be replaced or faked.
So now Master Cody owns a live-in faggot. All that’s left to find out is how far can he take this new faggot. I have a feeling Master Cody will be eager to find out!
This is part of a continuing series chronicling the rise of Alpha Matt, a straight male and friend of Alpha Jin who slowly came to understand the wonders of faggot worship. Click here to read all of these posts in order!
What am I thinking? Master Matt and everybody in Toronto are all figments of my imagination, right?!?
Of course they aren’t.
Recently Masters Nick and Matt took on a cash fag named Amir. It’s their first time using a faggot in findom.
To reward Amir for upping its tributes, Master Matt gave it a pic of his massive straight cock. It’s glorious!
That giant dick has fucked more pussy and cunted more faggots than the dumbasses in my comment section who think he’s fake!
One of the more potent Alphas on Twitter is Master Cyrus (@cyrustheking_). He’s extremely dominant, but he uses control carefully in order to truly keep his faggots in subspace.
He’s recently been served by @VegasFaggot, and the encounter is a masterclass on dominance. I just wish my dear brother would stop saying “dude” and “bro” to its Master!
This thread follows the story of Alpha Cody, a powerful straight college Alpha who has learned to use faggots for his own advantage. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
My adventure of coming to know the great college god Master Cody began with his questions about his dorm roommate being a faggot, and how he might get the roommate to suck his dick. And now the inevitable finally happened!
Let me take you back several days. Like any Alpha predator, Master Cody had been scheming on ways he might get his roommate to finally submit to him and service his cock. Here’s how he began his manipulation:
I came back early and thought I’d blow off some steam. I propped the door open and hung my trisuit in the middle so my roommate would have to walk through it to get in. Right past where my sweaty balls were this morning.
He came in and I started fucking with him. I told him I just wanted to jerk off to blow off steam. I asked him if he had any porn he could send me. He just said I was retarded and said no. I know that’s a lie. I even said he was full of shit. He said he was just stopping in before going to the library. He didn’t pick up anything so he’s full of shit again. He got uncomfortable.
So, I set a prey trap. I have an open mesh hamper. I moved it out like I’m going to wash later. I set the top clothes a certain way: underwear, socks, bicycle shorts. I took a pic with my phone. I’m going to see if any of it is disturbed. I told a former teammate of mine that I’d help him study tonight. He’s got to get through one math course to graduate next fall. So, I’m going to put that I’m out on my whiteboard so he knows he’s got time to go through my dirty drawers. I’m a bastard.
A perfect trap! When I mentioned to Master Cody about his scent being an irresistible attractant for faggots, he seemed to already understand this … I wonder if Alpha Males somehow figure this out naturally over time?
The next day I received this message:
I’m about 75% certain he got in my hamper. The setup was slightly off but I’m not totally sure if it’s because he reached in. He might have stooped down to smell and rustled it a little. This morning picked up a shirt I ran in and sniffed it. I asked him if he thought it was too nasty to be worn again. He didn’t hesitate and bent over and sniffed on it. I didn’t expect it to be that easy. He flushed.
Once Master Cody told me about the faggot’s willingness to lean over and sniff that sweaty shirt, I knew it was all over. I encouraged Master Cody to really push it the next time, and make the opportunity almost impossible to ignore.
And that’s exactly what he did!
My roommate came back around 4. I only had on a pair of sweat shorts and laid on my bed. I hammed up my distressed look. He asked if I was alright. I have been stressed out lately so it wasn’t too hard to describe studying for finals, racing this summer, thinking about whether I’d stay with my parents this summer while taking a couple of classes. I said I had no outlet for stress. He figured my morning training sessions took care of that. I didn’t think he would catch on but luckily the next thing he asked was what else I do to de-stress. I just said, flat out, nothing in this world gets rid of my stress like getting my dick sucked. Jerking off is no substitute. My girlfriend wasn’t talking to me. It was all dramatic bullshit.
“Do you care who sucks your dick?”
“What do you mean who?”
“Does it have to be a woman?” I lied. “Honestly, I don’t care right now either way. I’m gonna end up sick with stress.” He sighed. Finally, he said, “I can do it if you won’t tell anyone.”
And so it happened. I got the pity response. He knelt at the end of the bed near my feet and pulled down the sweat shorts. He’s seen my dick soft but not hard. I told him don’t be scared. It was pretty good actually. I cut the bullshit and gave him a little direction and feedback. I held the back of his head but only lightly. Mostly just to pet behind his ears, back of his head, back of his neck. He shivered and kind of made a grunt with my dick in his mouth when I first did it. He would look up my body and to my face sometimes and that always sets me off when it’s a weaker male. He asked if he could touch my body. I let him because I’m trying to make this rewarding for him. I mean at that point he’s not just doing it out of pity. He’s getting into it. So then I could get a little more aggressive. I let him use his hand at the base and pump. He was pigging out. I didn’t want him to ask if I wanted him to swallow or, worse, say he didn’t want to. I kept hold of his head and kept moaning. I thrashed when it started pumping in his mouth and throat. I think the orgasm lasted longer. He cleaned up every drop. Squeezed it out of my dick.
I know he resents me a little. Friends of friends told me that he thought I was an asshole. Then he found out I wasn’t just some idiot. In his mind, I’m supposed to be dumber than him. That’s what made it so much better watching him slobbering up my dick and looking up at me. Then wanting to touch and feel. Now he’s gonna want to do it again. And I’m trying to figure out how I want approach the second one. It would be fun watching him ask to do it but I don’t want to risk him going back in his shell. So, I’m gonna make it on my terms. But not this weekend probably.
THIS IS HOW IT’S DONE!
No faggot on this planet can resist a straight Alpha’s power when the Alpha has locked in on his prey and has set a trap to take ownership of it! The sights and smells and, most importantly, the brazen confidence of an Alpha combine forces to overwhelm the faggot and make escape impossible.
Master Cody is truly breathtaking, one of the most impressive Alphas I’ve met in the six years with this site. It’s just natural to him. This is what he was born to be, a god-man to be worshiped by females and faggots. And, with a cunning intellect like that, he will have the Kingdom and everything he deserves!
My heart is broken over this! A beautiful brother slaughtered by his own family for being gay!
I think back to rescuing Baby Boy from the Middle East a couple of years ago, and how I could’ve lost his magnificent intelligence and warmth and humor to this kind of senseless hate.
This is the brutality and mindless rage against gays that keeps me awake at night sometimes. I wish I had a billion dollars so I could rescue them all.
This is part of a thread chronicling Master J, a young Alpha in university in the UK. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!
It’s rare to meet a young Alpha who is mature enough and so focused on slave ownership like Master J (@masterjfeet on Twitter). Since I wrote about him, he’s been inundated with starving faggots eager to serve him.
And he’s only too happy to oblige!
He wrote this to me:
Hey boy, since you posted that last post about Tommy, I’ve had lots of new faggots get in contact with me through Twitter, offering themselves up, even Fags wanted to be shipped as cargo from America. I will talk to almost all Fags and slaves, but naturally, am selective of the items I take as property, however I have taken an older slave as my newest item. It struck me how eager it was to please, offering his house, body and life to me, after feeling a void left by it’s need to serve. As I write this now, the faggot is eagerly deepthroating my dick, wearing its new collar, cock cage and restraints. It has already cleaned my place, made my food, waited on my drinks, served me in a variety of sexual ways and it still wants to serve. It will be stored in a cage soon, so it is used to being stored. This is a reward of a so called alpha. Who uses a fag for a while and then ditched it, for a true alpha like me to come and claim, this fag may well become one of my live in items, a fuck toy, foot worshiper, cleaner, item in the kitchen, even a human urinal. I’ve been thinking a lot lately about what I want from these faggots and slaves, for the long term and have become more and more interested in claiming a faggot to be either a slave boyfriend, or take a boiwife role. The idea of having a cute little slut in my bed cuddled up to me, that I can grab by the hair and choke on my dick whenever is fucking appealing, even more so taking it to my family, it knowing it’s owned, but no one else does. My view on this slave/master dynamic is very different to most my age. I’ve no interest of being a muscle Dom, or a findom master who leaves Fags in poverty. I’m interested in owning faggots and slaves, long term or for life- that’s the best gift that a slave gives to its master. And it is a gift, not a right. A slave realises that your a true alpha Dom and GIVES itself to you, it’s owner. That said, if a slave was to tribute, I wouldn’t decline, but it’s not something I go out of my way to look for. I much prefer using it physically. The fag I have here is cleaning my balls now, having swallowed his third consecutive load, and I have this urge to own more property, and definitely a slave bf/boiwife.
Amazing!
Many so-called Alphas are playing games online and have no intention of taking more than just money from faggots. Master J, on the other hand, is the real thing. He’s becoming the owner of actual faggot property, and his life is richer for it!
This thread follows the story of Alpha Cody, a powerful straight college Alpha who has learned to use faggots for his own advantage. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
You would not believe the emails.
Since my first report on Master Cody last week, he and I have been engaged in an electrifying email conversation that covered so much of his rise to Apex Alphahood and his use of both females and faggots so far in his life. Master Cody has an engaging “voice” as a writer, and he isn’t shy about going into great detail. Hell, he’s even humble on occasion. All I know is I couldn’t wait for his next response.
You wouldn’t believe these emails … so I’m going to share them with you.
Here’s Master Cody discussing his first use of a faggot:
So, I was always an active kid but I hated team sports where we had to work together. It never ended well because I did things my way, other kids got pissed, fights broke out. My parents got me into swimming first then running. That’s where I really took off. But I started getting bored. I was good. So, at 12, I got to upgrade to the high school team. These guys were fucking assholes. They really started picking on me and playing on my innocence. I hadn’t even jerked off. We shared 3 to 4 in a hotel room sometimes. I got “taught” how to do it. Honestly, had it not been for my swim prowess there’s no telling how bad things would get with them. Hazing was just an expectation. But I was accepted. And a lot of what I became came from that environment. I’d go back to my school and I just wasn’t like anyone else. They allowed me to get lettered. There was no JV swim team.
You can say I either went uphill or downhill from there. I hated being held back by my age and school. They finally let me start taking high school math in 8th grade. I was a hybrid student. That’s when I met this dork in freshmen algebra. He would suck my dick. It didn’t take much work. All he would talk about was oral sex. Some of the other swim team dudes saw him talking to me. I shrugged it off and said he was a fag, but not in the gay sense (yet). I said that all he talks about is sucking dick. But he made it sound like something done to him. They laughed and said he’d probably suck mine if I let him. I took that literally and I have a feeling they meant it that way.
But I became an even bigger asshole because I didn’t want to be associated with him. I just wanted him to keep getting me off. I wasn’t nice at all to him. Looking back that was bad. I’m a prick.
Then Master Cody began to fuck girls and, eventually, faggots:
The fag was a freshmen. I was the only 8th grader allowed to skip math. He was the first male. Girls were interesting. Like I mentioned, I was high energy but really innocent. I had a girlfriend, Katie, from 8th to 10th. We were precious. She was also my first kiss. My parents were up for tenure so I was left alone a lot. After I “learned” what an orgasm was in that hotel we lost our virginities to each other. My parents went to a conference. I didn’t have to stay at my grandparents (thank god) like my brother and sister. So, she made up some bullshit about going to her friend’s house to spend the night. Her friend totally vouched for her too. And she came and stayed with me instead. Not really my most “alpha” moment, I guess. Way too lovey dovey. Maybe a protector.
Unfortunately, by 10th grade I was such an unbearable asshole so she broke up with me. My teammates were sneaking me into their parties and, when I didn’t look like a little boy anymore, girls were not shy around me. One of the things that saved a lot of the openly gay dudes, other than being in Atlanta, was the fact that I loved their attention. If I acted cool with them then nobody fucked with them. But they were a different breed from the shy, awkward ones. Those are the ones I’d throw my jockstrap in their face in the locker room, or I’d prop up on or touch them like I was just being friendly to watch them get uncomfortable. I sneak up behind and just lightly grab at their ass loosely with my fingers. I didn’t physically bully because guys who did that usually got suspended or expelled. But it’s harder to catch sexual harassment. And it wasn’t like they were going to report it. Once they were alone and cornered I just had to make sure they understood I wasn’t going to beat the shit out of them. Sometimes all that was required was gently guiding them to their knees and unzipping. Then they knew I was serious.
As far as fucking goes, it was actually one of the openly gay guys first, Mattias. This might punch holes in my “straight” perception. He actually did track and field with me. It was a party. There were drugs, pills, alcohol you name it. He had ectasy. He didn’t tell me he mixed it with his dad’s viagra. It was a large house out in Buckhead which is a really wealthy suburb here. Everything hit me. He came back to me and asked how it was. He was pretty loosened up and taking way more chances with me than normal. I told him to follow me. We found the first bedroom with a lockable door. I don’t think he saw it coming. I pushed him against the wall and kissed him. It was a rush of tearing each other’s clothes off. It was definitely the gayest sex I’ve ever had. And of course we were cuddled up in the morning. No regrets though. I felt tired but decent that morning. Apparently, whatever I had done combined with Ex left him almost unable to function. Though I’m pretty sure he had used before and had more than I did. We didn’t talk for 2 days. He was way more worried about what happened than I was. He was afraid I would see it as him drugging me. I was the one who initiated it. Even now he still says he was the luckiest faggot (his word) at Sprayberry (our school) to be the one who actually got to have me completely.
I didn’t fuck another guy until I was here at the university. But that was just me using a hole. I don’t know what Mattias was. I’m not surprised that I did it though.
Then our conversation moved to the ownership of faggots:
I don’t know about the ownership thing. It just seems too extra for me. I train early in the morning and then I’m usually occupied in class from 8-2 or 3. I feel like a live-in would just be in the way. Everybody’s different but I don’t like too much worship. I mean some of it comes off as natural but I don’t need it beyond that.
And I hate to say it, but I only want them to get off. Too many act dumb, flaky, and weak. There are probably 7 fags in the dorm but only 3 are reliable. The only one whose voice I can stand is the one music major I told you about. At least he’s interesting and I know getting into this music program is hard. The others will try to speak or say something flattering when they’re sucking my dick and I just tell them to keep it in their mouth.
Girls are the same way. My current girlfriend alone is fine. She wanted me to come hang out with her friends Saturday night. I was too tired physically and mentally for their shit. We’ve been through this before. Why won’t you hang out with my friends? Because they’re fucking retarded. She doesn’t like my friends either. Things are good between us but the thought of living with a girl is just as painful. She gets pissy and thinks I’ll cave in. I can honestly say I’ve never had a fight with a girl because I just shrug it off. Silent treatment? Okay, let me know when you’ve got this out of your system.
Another thing about live-ins/owning is that a lot of fags want me to fuck them. I don’t know what tips the scale to make me willing to fuck a guy. I don’t even let some of these guys make eye contact with me and I love eye contact when I’m gonna nut. And they want me to fuck them. What can I even say? You’re not at that level. I’ve tried this before. A guy who sucked me kept begging for me to fuck him. I thought it would be the same and agreed. I finally got in him and started smashing away for a minute and I quit. I pulled out. Like, sorry I’m not just not into this with you. It was sad to watch but he finally just dressed and left.
As far as girls are concerned, my current gf knows I’ve had guys suck my dick before. I didn’t tell her about Mattias because I still hang out with him and she would just get (more) jealous. She confessed one night that she’s turned on by the thought of another male sucking my dick. She never enjoyed sucking dick until she sucked mine, so she gets horny thinking I could get into a guy’s head the same way I did hers. Thing is now I want to make it happen. I guess she got in my head with that one. A lot of guys will say that it’s better from a guy. It’s as good from a girl as you make her be. I’ll tell you about the time I had 2 girls do it to me in another message. If you get in the right part of their brain they’ll like it and want to do it more. They’re even open to suggestion when they’re in that daze.
Then Master Cody discussed breeding and the art of manipulation:
If I’m going to nut in someone, I need to want them in some way. I want to claim them. Even Mattias. It wasn’t sexual necessarily. He’s not my boyfriend. But he’s loyal and has a weird place in my life. Other guys I fucked usually did or said something to make me want to fuck them.
I like the power trip of a guy sucking my dick enough. I could force it, and sometimes I do, but watching a dude voluntarily do that is just magical.
So, girls and sucking cock. If they’re willing to do it, and their heart ain’t into it, I tell them what to do. They have way more fun when there’s gagging and it’s messy. That’s how my current gf was. She would do it like it was a chore. She never had a guy tell her how to do it well. They have way more fun and want to repeat. In a way it starts before this. Get them talking about something like their siblings, having kids, or something. Sometimes it goes down like this: oh I can’t stand being around kids, or I never want kids. Then you tell them you were surprised because they seemed more like the nice, nuturing type. It flips the switch and they start playing that role.
hen there are the girls who just won’t do it or who aren’t sure. One of my teammates taught me this. If you make them think they’re in control then it’s game on. What I say always varies. But they think I’m at their mercy once they start. Like I’m just powerless once my dick starts getting sucked. But nobody on their knees with a dick in their mouth is in control. Once they’re down there then I can start telling them how and watching them do it. All of this probably sounds evil. But I think deep down they’re just doing exactly what they really want.
Then Master Cody shared his views on fetishes:
I keep a pretty small circle. People do just naturally seem to want to know what I think is the best course of action. They leave certain decisions to me (this isn’t always enjoyable if I don’t care). More forceful guys do gravitate toward me because I won’t immediately act just to “do” something and run in circles. My classmates in my gen ed. classes seem to want my validation. Sports are interesting because, even tho I’m on a team, I like like competing alone. My brother likes team oriented shit like baseball.
Fetishes. I’m ashamed of my feet, so a big no on that one. I do like having my pits licked, girls or guys. Girls like when I’m sweaty just as much as the guys. I like it if they want to kiss or touch parts of my body. That has gotten close to my feet a few times with my calves. I don’t even understand that because it’s not like I have big burly calf muscles. I like to be watched while I’m fucking. Once I see a girl I want (or Mattias, apparently) it’s all about making her mine. The whole process of subduing them and breeding them is – I don’t have a word for it. I’m passionate and deliberate. Too much kink and talk would just feel too theatrical for what I like. I’ve actually known some guys grossed out by seeing their cum spilling out of a girl. I love it. I love how they can’t hold it in when they stand up. I like when they’re a little sore (nothing crazy) and still having contractions after. It’s emotional for some of them. I guess it sounds really vanilla but most of them say they’ve never been fucked like that before.
Can you see why I’m so smitten with Master Cody? He’s like a walking id, a raw Alpha Male with his switch permanently set to “on”. Yet, his obvious intelligence and self-deprecating wit is very charming as well. I can see why panties fly off around him.
I have been trying to find the right time to post Master Cody’s growing backlog of history, and that time has arrived. I just received a quick note from this young god that he finally got his resistant roommate to suck his dick! I’m awaiting the full update.
I cannot tell you how impressed I am by Master Cody. He is the complete package!
I am very verbal when being serviced by fags and cocksuckers and nothing seems to get me off better than referring to a little faggot as a girl when she’s sucking my cock. There seems to be some that like it and some that object, at least at first, but that’s what I like. Im not sure why I like it, it just makes me cum. Any thoughts from fags or Alphas on this? I don’t actually like women for sex, but not only do I like calling fags little sissies and girls, and slip from saying “good boy” to saying “good girl” but I like making them act girly because I find it amusing even when it’s an otherwise masculine guy. I love to make them wiggle their ass when they are on their hands and knees sucking. And why isn’t there more porn like this? I don’t mean full crossdressing porn or trans, its just some kind of fine line that I can’t quite explain. Part amusement, part humiliation, control maybe, and now I’m finding locked up fag clits to be very arousing as well as if its says, “get this out of the way it’s not relevant here”. Calling you a girl is what makes me cum. Holding back and refraining from saying whatever I want is frustrating. Any thoughts. Others like this?
Thank you so much for writing, Master Jim, and for all of your input around here!
I can’t speak for every faggot, but I do think the majority of faggots have a deep desire to be that cute feminine sex object for an Alpha. This is particularly true if the Alpha is straight or straight-perceived. We want this because we know that femininity turns on straight Alphas, and we definitely want these straight Men to lust after us the way they do for women.
I remember one time in my younger days I lost weight worked out aerobically until I was shapely and curvy like a female. I felt so sexy that I was literally naked all the time around my straight male friends (it drove them crazy) in particular, and I got fucked quite a bit in that shape. It was a wonderful experiment in pushing my femininity. However, it wasn’t something I wanted to push any farther than that.
I think it’s a hot way to play, though. It’s especially true regarding the phrase “good girl” for the same reason why it’s hot to call our hole a “pussy”. Feminization of faggots is yet another tool in the arsenal of control Men use.
This is being answered by one of the great background Alphas of this site, Master Jim.
Yes there is hope. I am assuming you might be 63 based on your screen name or 58 if you were born in 63? Recently I was in Puerto Vallarta and was serviced by an “older” ( and “old” is relevant anyway, by the way) faggot who was eager, good at doing its job, obedient, and not at all hesitant to obey. And while I love a beautiful faggy little twink or bubble-assed jock pussy as much as anyone, the fact is I’m still thinking about the hot, brief experience with this “older” faggot and wished I had made more use of him while I was there. To be honest, the younger and better looking a fag is the more difficult they tend to be. I’m constantly hit up by ‘bottoms” who proceed to “tell” me what “they” want me to do to them. Older fags have a better understanding of what the word “obey” means. One thing that is a huge turn off is a fag who hesitates when it’s given a task. If you’re on the floor and I say “lick my feet,” it’s not a question, or a debate. You don’t even need to ask how I want it done. You just do it. You’ll be given further direction if need be. I suspect that you know how to do your job and you know what is expected, that you don’t hesitate or whine, or tell men what they’re job is, and that is a valuable quality. I’m older, 57, and people, gay and straight, male and female, have been and will always be judged and dismissed based on age. And now the young men in their 20s are all on the “gym and substance use” bandwagon which didn’t used to be the case. A 50 year old is never going to look like a 25 year old who’s on test and deca. So we all use whatever talents we have, including the ability to expand our thinking of what “hot” is. Personally as long you’re not obese, but just an average looking middle aged fag in decent shape with the right attitude, and you take care of yourself, keep yourself well groomed and presentable, you should still be in demand. But you have to understand that a 20 year old muscle boy is not going to want you unless you pay. They know what’s up now. So you may have to adjust your standards and expectations as well. Thats life. I would also add, being a San Franciscan for many decades, I know that in the fetish world for instance, you see all ages and body types because those folks understand that age and body type is not the end-all be-all but the correct attitude is everything. Good luck. A skilled, obedient faggot should always be in demand.
Ugh … Facebook suddenly started filtering video clips of a reality show called Southland Bounty Hunters into my feed, and I’m now addicted. It features the adventures of a big-dicked Alpha bounty hunter hilariously named “Patty Mayo”. It reminds me why I rarely watch television.
Look, I love watching redneck hoosiers get taken down by the law (or a facsimile of the law). It’s great to see fat dumbasses smoked out of their hovels and tased into submission. I’m also aware it’s total trash TV.
I think my main attraction is to Patty Mayo. He’s definitely a Roger Ramjet tough guy full of testosterone, and it helps that he has a model-level attractiveness.
I just wonder if I could serve an Alpha named Patty Mayo.
This post is part of a thread following the life of a faggot named Shane who managed to convince his high school crush, a straight Alpha named Andrew, to allow him to serve. CLICK HERE to read this thread in chronological order!
I think every single gay male had that one straight guy in high school we wanted so badly but never managed to get. For me, it was this guy named Bob who looked vaguely like Kyle McLachlan. My attempts to get Bob’s attention were almost embarrassing, but I could never stop staring at his bulge or his perfectly-formed ass. He entertained my clumsy advances (I think he knew I was a faggot), but I was way too awkward and unsure of myself as a freshman to make anything happen.
I think that pretty much describes the experiences of most gay males crushing on straight guys in high school. However, every so often a crafty and determined faggot will figure out the magic formula and strike gold. In this case, the crafty faggot in question is a twenty-something fag named Shane.
Shane lusted after a tall, lanky athlete in his high school named Andrew. They became good friends, and nothing happened between them for their entire time in school.
But Shane never gave up.
So we went to High school together actually. He ended up moving out to Boston as he got a job with Olympia Sports while he attended Umass Boston online. I had gotten a job out in Boston 6 years back and commuted. He was my crush in high school. Literally worshiped him. I knew he was living in the city and hit him up to see if he had an apartment that had a available room or what the deal was with him. He actually said he was looking for another place in the city to live as the rent was too high where he was at. So I ended up getting a 2 bedroom apartment in the city and told him I had a good apartment for cheap rent. He ended up moving in with me and it was amazing.
After a couple of months I knew I had to be honest with him. I sat down and talked with him about my situation. I told him I was a faggot and that I had worshipped him since high school and that I felt most useful helping him achieve his goals. As he had been single for a number of years I also let him know that i am there for his pleasure as well.
He was like wtf and took some time to think about what I just told him. About a week later he came back to me and told me what the rules are. I take care of the majority of the rent, I keep his room, bathroom, and the place clean. I help him with his assignments. And I will give him sexual pleasure when he wanted it. So the fact he laid down the law like that with me proves he was a true Alpha. And I was super happy to help him on his journey.
That’s one hell of an introduction to the use of faggots! Even Shane admitted his overwhelming fear:
Dude when I had my first conversation with him about telling him about me. I was so scared and nervous. We always were cool with each other before and I didn’t want to scare him off and I didn’t want to ruin our already existing friendship. But the fact he was open to it was incredible.
So it didn’t take Master Andrew long to seize control of the useful situation:
So he started getting his feet wet by no longer using my name but calling me fag/faggot all the time. Then he started telling me to do things, like his laundry, cleaning shit, picking up stuff for him, giving him some spending cash. I loved doing it man.
Then about a month into this I woke up one morning hearing him call me. “Faggot come here”. So I went to his room. He was kicked back on the bed masturbating, his dick was popped out of his boxers and he said I was going to be his fuck toy from now on as well. He ordered me to get on the bed with him and suck his cock, which I gladly did. And I was passive in the whole situation, I didn’t suck so much as he skull fucked me with his hands holding my head. I gagged, spit-up, and choked but that’s how he liked getting his head. And I was so happy to be used for his needs. I would smell his dirty socks and boxers, I’d sniff and lick his Jordan’s for him. He loved the power imbalance.
But then Master Andrew made the unexpected decision to introduce his new faggot to his Alpha pack!
So like I said we went to high school together so we know many of the same people from central MA. The first time he had a party he invited some buds from high school so he could hang with them and also out me as a faggot to them. They got pretty drunk and high. But I was ordered to serve them beer, pack bowls, get food, lick their sneakers, sniff and lick their feet while they all laughed and humiliated me. There was like 12 people over. The deal was if I was to be used for sex I’d be taken into the bedroom and used there. And 4 guys did use me sexually that night. They were too drunk to care, just needing to nut.
Shane has now been serving Master Andrew for SIX YEARS! And while the dynamic between them has changed since high school, the core bond between them remains thanks to each one accepting the truth about the other.
Whenever we’d go out in public together the dynamic never changed to make it seem like I was his equal. He called me fag in public all the time. I’d get looks but I didn’t care. He’s completely lost respect for me as a person … now I’m just his bitch faggot.
I absolutely love this true story of a faggot and an Alpha finding Hierarchical fulfillment in each other! And I’m so very inspired by Shane’s persistent pursuit of the Alpha to whom he desperately wanted to submit!
What a lesson, and what inspiration! Follow Shane’s great example, make room for service and make it a priority, and you too can find success!
This thread follows the extraordinary story of Michael, a brave faggot who lives in an apartment building full of Alphas and began servicing many of them after he made himself available. CLICK HERE for all of the posts in this thread in chronological order!
When I first met Michael, I knew instantly that he was a good faggot. How? Because he fearlessly pursued the fundamentals and made service a priority. This isn’t difficult. It simply requires courage and focus and humility. Michael has all of those qualities, and that led to his remarkable run of Alphas in his apartment complex.
Since then, I’ve come to know much more about Michael, and I can confidently state that he might be one of the greatest living non-porn faggots in the world. Since the apartment building assignment, Michael’s pure dedication to service has led to increasingly-incredible opportunities that make my mouth water. It has been one of the great privileges of my time with this site that I’ve been blessed to carry his experiences and encouragement.
With that said, Michael’s latest update is a real stunner; I’m so glad I kept pestering him to update me on his situation. I had to read it twice to digest it fully. Just read:
sam, Thanks for asking. i am super happy and super fulfilled in service to my teen Alpha god, Theo.
you and i have had this conversation before, but i never cease to be astounded by how naturally and instinctively an Alpha finds His Alphaness and imposes it on His willing faggot servant. Theo’s need to unload is virtually perpetual — way in excess of the average 18-year-old male (at least in my experience). i am expected to be there when He wakes up in the morning to take His morning load before He has the breakfast i prepare for Him and He heads off to school. i am there when He comes home from practice to take His afternoon load. Sometimes if He has a free period during the school day, He will text me and i slip out of work and head over to the high school. my boss William (more about Him later) knows that i am going over to service his son and so He is very accommodating (not to me, but to His son Theo.) And, of course i am there in the evening to take His last load before He goes to bed.
my service to Theo is pretty much a full-time job in addition to my regular full-time job. i clean His apartment above the garage every day after i give him His morning BJ and send Him off to school. i do His laundry. Detail His car before He goes off on a date and keep it filled with gas. i help Him with His class assignments and often, just do them for Him — not because He doesn’t understand the schoolwork (because He is brilliant) but rather because there are so many more enjoyable things He could do with that time — the gym, fucking girls or hanging with His buds. He understands that He can call upon me at any time to run even the most trivial errands just because He can, and just because He knows that i am thrilled to do things for Him.
And as always, i am blown away by the supreme confidence that Alpha males have. you will recall that Theo had inquired of my service to His father, William, and i told Him that that service did not include sexual service. Well, one evening I am nourishing myself on Theo’s cock when His dad walks in. Theo doesn’t miss a beat. “Dad, the faggot tells me that it’s never given you a blow job. You don’t know what you’re missing.” William just stands there watching while Theo has a massive orgasm and deposits so much cum in my mouth (His fourth load of the day) that i cannot swallow it all, and a good amount dribbles out of the corner of my mouth. “Take care of my dad,” Theo orders. i go over, look up at William with pleading eyes and ask, “may i Sir?” He nods and i unzip Him, take out an impressive cock and go to work. i am thrilled to say that William is not just pleased, but overwhelmed. i get to suck William off from time to time now. Never at work, but often after i have blown Theo, He will direct me to go over to the big house and take care of His dad.
Now here’s the problem. Theo will be going off to college in the Fall. The acceptances come in next week, but all the schools He’s applied to are out of town. If i am to continue my service to Him i will have to relocate. William is trying to set something up for me to be “assigned” to the office of a client or of a friend of His so that i can continue in my service to Theo. It depends on where Theo ends up going to college. Stay tuned.
regards, michael
Frankly, this is such a remarkable experience that I barely knew where to begin. First of all, this is yet another example of a straight Alpha father and straight Alpha son sharing a faggot together. I’ve covered enough of these true stories (from different cultures, too!) that this must be a rite of passage for Alphas. The empirical evidence clearly supports this.
Then I wonder in amazement at Michael’s workload and tirelessness in service. He literally must not have time to breathe these days with these expectant Alphas running him ragged. Priests in a monastery don’t dedicate themselves to this degree. It’s jaw-dropping.
But then that last part about being moved by his boss Alpha William so that Michael can continue to service his son at college … WOW! That’s mind-blowing. What a privilege to be so valued by two Alpha gods that they move heaven and earth so you can keep worshiping them!
I remember when I first began writing down the principles I lived by in my service to Alphas, and I felt alone and exasperated by the failure of my fag brothers to take this seriously. It was like they didn’t believe the possibilities of fulfillment if they would just dedicate themselves to it.
And then my beautiful brother Michael seemingly dropped out of the sky and perfectly embodied everything I had been preaching all along. And look at how happy and fulfilled he is! You can be just like him!
I am so very grateful to my brother for his honesty and his example. I love the inspiration (and, frankly, competition) Michael gives me. Thank you, my dear friend!
I received a few responses from my post regarding faggot auctions (prompting last night’s drunken podcast), but none of the responses were as vivid as the one I received from a young Alpha in the UK who calls himself Master J. It seems that he owns a couple of faggots already through the hunt/capture method, but after that post about auctions he’s thinking he might like to stock his stable with some paid-for faggots.
He wrote this:
Hi boy,
an interesting reply. The fish may well taste better when you catch it, but in this instance I would expect a trained slave for a nice sumof money, which would be further reinforced with its buyer’s training.
I want one. I would very much anticipate a slave being bought at auction in the USA, for example, and being shipped as cargo to the UK will be better submissive because it depends on it’s master that degree more, escape is no good, it knows no-one.
I work for a UK airline, ambulance service and study at university full time, that’s a heck of a lot and I need slaves to take care of my needs. I don’t need to come home to a list of chores or dinner to cook, that’s their job whilst they massage my feet too.
Tommy, my current slave is good, but he studies at university in a different part of the country and I need a slave 24/7. I caught Tommy by being me. Coming home sweaty from the gym, a day at uni… whatever. Noticing him try to subtly sniff the air as I walked past, my gym gear going missing, my socks feeling a little wet (from where he’d been licking).
I always knew he was a fag, so I tried a less orthodox approach. I introduced another, nsa runt, to the mix. We’ll call him Jack. I knew Tommy was coming to my place around 4 ‘for some games’, so I got jack round at 3 and began throat fucking it. Tommy eventually came in to see me throatfucking jack on the sofa and it was like fate turned to reality. Tommy stripped, crawled over and started worshiping my feet whilst I pounded Jack’s throat. Tommy didn’t say a word, but that’s the moment when he became mine fully.
Not being content with that, I commanded Tommy to run Jacks ass. I had the intention on fucking it and Tommy was gonna be the tool to prepare the ass. Once it had slobbered over the ass enough, I locked Tommy in a cage and made him watch me mount/rape faggot Jack for a while whilst pumping multiple loads into it.
That withdrawal, not being used, ignorance was too much for Tommy. And that day onward he’s been my total fag since, when he is here away from uni.
I’m already in the process of acquiring a new item, but I want to pay for one too, to see the difference and grow my stable of only the best runts in the world.
First of all, this is pretty advanced faggot manipulation for a college Alpha! Is there a class Alphas take to learn these effective faggot enslavement techniques, or is it just pure nature? Regardless, Master J’s plan worked perfectly, simultaneously humiliating and exciting the faggot (the secret sauce) and forcing it to fully submit!
This is an interesting test Master J proposes as well. Of course, any purchased faggot would need to be trained to Master J’s specifications, but i would be curious if its pre-trained state would make it more pliable for more training, or more rebellious.
Given what I’ve learned about Master J, I am thinking he’s more than capable of handling rebellious faggots!
Men like Master J will never be satisfied with single-use or occasional-use faggots. He requires complete ownership and constant use in all areas of his life. And he deserves it.
Hi Fag, I’m a 19 year old Dom from the UK, who owns a item long term, ive been interested in expanding my stables of items/slaves/pigs or whatever the runt wants to be called for a while now, but was told of an interesting concept. The slave I own currently, tells me that there are slave markets even to this day, where alphas like myself go to/get invited to bid on new items and ‘buy’ a slave. I was wondering if you knew any truth to this, and if so if there are any benefits from sourcing slaves this way, as opposed to the traditional ‘prey’ approach.
Master, thank you for writing to me!
What an extraordinary Alpha Master you are! At just 19 years old you’re already owning faggots and are eager to expand your stable of owned faggots! Amazing! I would very much like to hear more about your story Master if possible! You can write to me at fagsworshipalphas@gmail.com … I’d love to get you on my podcast so we can discuss this in-depth!
Now, to your question: Yes, Master, there are definitely faggot auctions happening around the world. They remain one of the great underground secrets of affluent Alphas. As you know, Alpha Packs are a real phenomenon. What happens within an Alpha Pack is known only to other Alphas; inferiors are not privy to that information. This is how Alphas have conducted their business since the dawn of time because it consolidates power and protects the less acceptable desires of Alpha Males from becoming public knowledge.
Faggot auctions are definitely something Alphas would prefer to keep on the “down low.”
I know of faggot auctions in California, Texas, and New York. California Alpha (one of the Alphas chronicled on this site) has been involved in cross-country faggot auctions where he has sold some of his faggots to Alphas in New York for hefty prices. Slave Tim (also on this site) has been to faggot auctions with his Owner involving a smaller Alpha Pack where they live. So yes, faggot auctions are alive and well in 2021, Master.
You ask a very good follow-up question regarding the better approach to faggot acquisition, and it really speaks to your advanced understanding and appreciation for faggot ownership, Master. I’ve actually placed a message to Master Jace (California Alpha) to get his perspective, and will update this once he responds.
From my perspective, the hunter/prey method is ultimately going to result in longer-lasting faggot control and ownership, and likely more satisfaction for the Alpha as well. The difference can be summed up this way: which fish tastes better, the kind you buy at the store or the ones you caught, filleted, and cooked yourself?
As an experienced Master, I suspect you chose the latter option. Every Alpha would. The hunting, capturing, and breaking of a faggot satisfies a deep need in both the Master and the faggot and creates a lifelong bond deeper than the mere exchange of cash and location. A faggot bought and sold like property at an auction has no particular allegiance to its new Master, but the faggot transformed by training into the personal property of a Man is completely allied and loyal to that Man.
Having said that, it’s clear that auctions work as well, or Alphas wouldn’t keep doing it. And perhaps for some Alphas the auction method is an easier way to acquire new faggot servants. As a 19-year-old Master, I’m sure the hunter/prey method is easier right now. But I’m sure it must be nice to know that there are these other exclusive options available for elite Alphas like you!
This thread follows the story of Alpha Cody, a powerful straight college Alpha who has learned to use faggots for his own advantage. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Okay, I was duped.
You might remember this recent question I received from a college Alpha who was thinking about trying to get his dorm roommate to suck his dick. Whenever I receive questions, unless they otherwise indicate, I answer presuming two things: (1) that the writer is being truthful, and (2) that the writer knows little about Hierarchical principles. This initial presumption of innocence has helped me find some incredible true stories (like Sir Rob and his Alpha son Master Kyle) that I might’ve been tempted to dismiss had I listened to my readers.
In the case of the question from the college Alpha above, my answer came from the point of view that the college Alpha had no prior experience with faggots.
SURPRISE! In follow-up emails I discovered that the college Alpha in question, Cody, has been using faggots for easy release and as playthings for his dominance since high school!
Alpha Cody initially emailed me back to inform me of his first attempt following my advice to get his dorm mate to suck his dick:
Hey it’s Cody. The guy with the beta roommate. My first try didn’t work. I came out of the shower, opened my towel up, shook my dick, and did the whole “you know want it” thing. Our room door was open too. We live across from two girls. I’ve been on thin ice my first year for some of my bullshit. He got real uptight and told me to stop and wrap back up. Making him uncomfortable is like a hobby for me. I even added, “come on I won’t tell anyone.”
I love the “first try” line, meaning Alpha Cody isn’t going to stop his efforts to get his dick down the roommate’s throat. Very Alpha!
But then came the shocker:
This dorm is full of thirsty dudes though. I went to one whose roomie is a music major and practices all evening and got my balls drained good. I drop by and he always makes time. His roomie’s gay too like most music majors. They won’t tag team tho. I wish they would. I’ve got 2 girls to do it before but not 2 guys. I figured girls would be way more jealous.
Say WHAT?? It was such a casually tossed-off detail that I almost got whiplash from the shock of it. So then began a series of information-seeking questions from me trying to understand Alpha Cody’s life with faggots until this point. It turns out he is possibly the college Alpha of every faggot’s dreams.
A little bit about me: I was a high school triathlete. The NCAA doesn’t have a men’s tri division. That’s something I didn’t know. I was going to do a Team USA qualifier last year but most if not all the races were cancelled. We’ll see about this year. I’m really high energy. I actually got worked up for mania when I was 12. My family has made peace with what I am and how I am.
I asked him about his use of faggots:
I dunno if they’re faggots like you talk about. I don’t do anything kinky with them or call them by certain names. A lot of gay dudes just like my body, dick, and personality. And I like to dominate whether it’s sexually, physically, academically, etc. It’s a rush seeing a male on my dick. I actually like the dorm fags I meet up with. We both want something from each other. But it wouldn’t be nearly as fun as having my roomate cave. The best blow jobs I ever get are from guys (or girls) who hate me.
An example. We had this faggy kid at school in the honors program and “Beta club” (hahahahahaha). He accused me of getting softballed on my grades. Challenged me to enter our qualifier for the National Academic Champion. I whooped his ass in front of an audience. It was beautiful. He came up to me the next Monday and apologized for underestimating me. It was pathetic. I pretty much told him just to suck my dick. And he did. I nut all over him and walked out. I dunno how he got out of school that day without anyone seeing him covered in cream. I have no “use” for faggots like you say except just to tease and torment, and to watch them turn red and get all hungry when I do it. Fucking their mouth or ass is just a side benefit. If I want real sexual pleasure I’ll fuck a girl.
Watching them submit is even more fun because they have no control when it happens. They fight it but they can’t beat their biology. I sound like a bastard but I’m good to people I respect.
Breathtaking!
The bravado and attitude are both perfect studies on Alphahood. Alpha Cody uses faggots like a typical straight Alpha does, for both recreational pleasure and dominant control. It’s all instinct with him. He knew to force that beta bitch to its knees and cum all over it as a way to reestablish Hierarchical order.
Speaking of instinct, how did you like that line about how faggots “can’t beat their biology”? He instinctively understands that faggots will fight it but ultimately they cannot resist the thing they were born to do: serve Men like him.
It’s always exhilarating to communicate with Alphas like Cody who have such a firm command of Hierarchical principles at a young age. It’s like witnessing a miracle of the natural world occur right in front of your eyes!
And I’m fully expecting this beta roommate to submit to Alpha Cody’s insistent demands soon. The truth remains the same – Alphas like him always get what they want eventually.
Hey! I’m a very young fag and I have been reading your blog. I love them and feel a very deep connection with the things I see. I just have a slight problem. I can’t buy a chastity cage (since I’m underage) and I find it very hard to stop myself from masturbating. I have thought of finding an alpha but I live in a very homophobic town and I am afraid of asking an Alpha to serve Him, as He might out me. I also struggle with finding alphas around me (in my school). Once again love your work, you’ve helped me find my true self.
Little brother, I appreciate you reaching out to me. I’m glad my site has been a help to you!
First of all, don’t worry about chastity cages and masturbation right now. You’re young, and you shouldn’t necessarily be stopping masturbation right now because that helps you to develop what you really want to find in your sexual life. Chastity is for the future.
Believe me, there are definitely Alphas around you in school. There are Alphas in every high school and college in the world. It’s not always easy to make offers in the pressurized environment of high school, but it can be done. Remember, these young Alphas are testosterone factories at that age, and worship and attention are very powerful tools of manipulation on Alphas.
So be complimentary, thoughtful, friendly. Offer to do simple tasks for them. You could serve as a homework faggot, for example. Or you could buy them something for their car (if they have one) or you could offer to clean it. Start showing up at sporting games and making yourself known to the players by being friendly and complimentary. Alpha packs on teams definitely talk to each other, and they’ll notice the little faggot in the stands who has a crush on them.
But most of all, don’t be in a rush. You have a lifetime ahead of you! Just take little steps forward while you keep learning about yourself and what you want. It’ll come, I promise.
This thread follows the story of Master Thomas, an Alpha in a committed relationship with a faggot and the faggot’s brother. CLICK HERE to read all of the posts in this thread in chronological order!
Last November I introduced you to Master Thomas, an Alpha who was in a committed relationship with a faggot. At that time his faggot was struggling to submit to chastity, and Master Thomas was considering the bold step of enslaving his faggot’s brother as well.
Then I dropped the ball with Master Thomas’s update in December, a surprising little story about how he enslaved his faggot’s actual brother. With all of insanity at that time, I accidentally passed over that update and didn’t post about it.
After a few months, I finally received a new message from this powerful Alpha:
Hi Sam,
Hope you are well.
Some advice needed. One of my faggots is refusing to be caged. He never touches himself whilst being fucked, so clearly is aware of how useless his cock is, but he is concerned that people will see the cage through his clothing and also doesn’t want to fully give up the ability to masturbate.
What course of action would you advise?
I was overjoyed to hear from him again! After thinking about the problem, I advised him this way:
Master,
I’m sorry you’re having trouble with this faggot! The refusal to accept chastity is a difficult objection to overcome, especially given the fact that you’re already giving it dick without a cage. Many Masters refuse to give a faggot dick until it accepts chastity.
Here’s my suggestion: tell the faggot that it must wear chastity when it is serving you. So no matter what it’s doing in service to you, whether it’s being bred or it’s sucking your cock or cleaning your toilet, it must wear a chastity cage.
You should be the one to apply the cage each time. And while you’re doing it, tell the faggot it is a “good boy” and that you are proud of it. Once locked, have the faggot kneel before you, and have your dick out. Have the faggot explain the difference between your cock and its clit. When it gives the correct answer, you tell it “good faggot” and then have it smell your cock and balls before feeding it.
The purpose of this exercise is to force the faggot to admit its inferior and undeserving status in comparison to a Man. This is accomplished both visually and vocally. The compliments and reassurances create intimacy and a sense of safety. It creates a connection between what the faggot wants (your cock and cum) and what it’s resisting (the cage).
Fittingly, it’s the same kind of reinforcement exercise you might use to train a dog.
You and I both know that chastity is the best thing for a faggot, but occasionally a faggot needs to be coaxed into accepting its reality.
I absolutely adore Men like you, Master. You take faggot ownership seriously and responsibly. This faggot doesn’t yet understand what a privilege it is to be locked by a Man like you, but through training it can be helped to grasp it!
I hope this helps, or at least gives you some ideas, Master. Please let me know how it goes!
I heard back almost immediately from Master Thomas, and he had a potentially brutal solution to the problem:
Thank you for your advice Sam.
I will consider it. The other thing I might do is either threaten to ditch him, and let his younger brother step up, or actually do that.
His younger brother is more subservient, younger and more supple anyway.
I’ll report back once I’ve decided.
This is something every faggot should deeply consider when in service to an Alpha. When an Alpha tells you he wants you to do something (like go into chastity), you should do it as far as possible OR ELSE YOU WILL BE REPLACED. There is always a “younger and more supple” faggot out there, or even sleeping in the basement (like the brother is doing right now).
Master Thomas knows his place in the world and that he deserves obedience from his faggots. He will tolerate nothing less.
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Faggots are insatiable whores for Male pheromones. The natural scents of the Alpha body drive them wild, often resulting in frenzied worship and lifelong addiction.
I’m 19 and live in a dorm. I brought my gf back last weekend and my roommate was napping. After some kissing and playing with her clit I got her to let me fuck her right there. I was turned away fucking but my gf says she clearly saw him jacking off under his blanket. I’ve always suspected he was gay. I walk around my underwear or towel. I sneak up behind him in his desk chair and talk real close. We have about 4 more weeks til summer. I want to see if I can get him to suck my dick. He doesn’t like me so I think it would be funny if he would. He’s uptight so he’ll say no at first. How can I wear him down?
Sir, thank you for writing to me!
Let’s clear it up: this roommate is either a faggot or a beta cuck. Either way, your cock belongs down its throat. As Alpha, all inferior males should be forced into service to your needs and submit to you.
Both faggots and beta cucks view you in similar terms. Namely, you are a sexually-potent Alpha Male who humiliates them with your sexual power. They recognize you as superior. Serving you sexually fulfills them and/or their place in Hierarchy.
With that established, what should you do, Sir? Since we are unsure of the sub roommate’s actual Hierarchical orientation, the best way to start is to simply drop your towel after a shower and tell this roommate to kneel and service you. Faggots will drop immediately. Betas might resist at first, but don’t let that throw you, Sir. Walk closer to the beta and try putting your hand on its head in order to force it to happen.
It might feel awkward, Sir, but believe me … as Alpha, you are capable of getting most inferior Men to submit to you. After all, inferior males exist to serve you. So now is the time when you take this faggot and make it your property!
Please keep me informed of your progress and feel free to ask me anything at fagsworshipalphas@gmail.com. Thank you, Sir!
Hello, big boy. i’m a dom obviously and here is my situation i have a friend i’ve known for years, and years ago i was the first guy he came out to. He trusts me and was his first crush, obviously back then i was lot dumber and should have taken the chance. But now since we still talk to each other and he dated alot (he’s a dom btw) but now every time I think about him or meet him I get a raging boner that says I should just fuck him right here. And turn him into my own little cock slut, he offered to suck me plenty of times but i’m looking for more than a half asses blowjob. So should I be blunt with him and tell him that I want him to be my own bitch and fuck his tight ass like there was no tomorrow?
Thank you for writing to me, Sir!
Yes, you probably made a tactical mistake by not acting in the first place. Alphas should never pass on any opportunity to take control of something, even if it isn’t going to lead anywhere particularly special. Taking those opportunities as they arise trains the Alpha to always seek control and power over people and situations.
However, I would say that everything is not lost, Sir. I’m sure your “friend” is still carrying a flame for you after all of these years. Why do I say that? Because our early crushes never really go away, they live on inside us as ideals. You were his ideal Alpha, and likely you still are.
I’m curious as to why you refer to him as a “Dom” Sir. If he is dominant with faggots, he will likely still submit to you if you force the issue. There is a clear Hierarchy even among Alphas, and you would be acting as the Apex Alpha. Now it’s just a matter of you taking control of the situation, Sir.
I think you should make him kneel before you and admit to you what he truly wants. This technique of verbal confession forces the submissive to admit the truth with its rational mind (as opposed to sexual impulse). It forces the submissive to OWN IT so that you can OWN HIM.
I hope it goes well, Sir! Please let me know of your progress here or at fagsworshipalphas@gmail.com! Thank you, Sir!
Hi Sam, Would you or would anybody recommend a specific cage that can be considered as one hundred percent inescapable?
There is a chastity cage known as “The Vice” that is touted as virtually inescapable after two days of wear. I don’t have any empirical evidence that is true, but it might be the best option without requiring a Prince Albert piercing. It looks like this:
You know, I get my fair share of cranks, false accusations, and death threats thanks to my work on this site and its social network. It’s thrilling. These events always boost my ego and keep my adrenaline racing.
No matter where you land on what I write, I don’t think any reasonable person can credibly call me a liar or a fraud. I believe in what I write, I do exhaustive research into my subjects, and I connect the stories of the real people I cover to the very best of my ability. Am I perfect? No. But I’m definitely not making it up.
And the results of what I do here speak for themselves. I have changed the lives of A LOT of people over the six years of this site’s history. Many, many people have found purpose through my efforts directly or indirectly.
But, even with that level of success, I still get shit like this comment from an anonymous (of course) dumbass:
You just advocated rape. I’ve been following your work for years, liked a lot of it. Now I realize that was a mistake. I mean, the hierarchy stuff was always obvious bullshit, because humans are a lot more complex than this fetish, but hell, fetishes are fun, and so sometimes people pretend to believe them, and that’s cool. Makes it hotter. And then, of course, there’s the obvious fiction, which is also awesome. I’m in favor of fictional stories, but that silly “group of soccer players” post was obviously fake, and then disappeared. And now here you are advocating rape. Of course, these messages are mostly fictional, either made by you, or by someone else just playing with their fetishes. And sure, rape fantasies are hot. But your whole thing is that it’s not a fantasy, and now here you are, suggesting that someone rape someone. You need to rethink some things. Even when alphas point out that you’ve gone off the rails — like with your pro-pedophilia shit — you claim the alphas are wrong and are fake. They’re not: you are. Introspect a little.
I want to zero in on this idiotic accusation that the true stories I present, including the “group of soccer players” (and presumably their faggots), are fake.
They are not fake. In some cases these Alphas and faggots have put their faces to their stories, and have often provided me a chance to speak to others who corroborate what is being told to me.
But the accusation about Masters Nick, Matt, and Jin (the soccer players) and their faggots being fake is most offensive and idiotic. All of the people involved in this titanic true story have courageously put their faces on display along with their honest life story. I will defend each and every one of them with my life for their bravery.
Honestly and without ego I will say this: my coverage of these straight Alphas and their faggots, a true story that has spanned more than 1.5 years now, is the most complete and astounding document of Hierarchical truth ever published. Period. You don’t even come into the deep end of Hierarchy without digesting this remarkable intersection of true life stories.
To have some gutless anonymous troll accuse me and these real people in Canada of lying or being fake is offensive beyond words. It’s also fucking stupid. You have their pictures. You have a continuous storyline meticulously maintained by me with countless hours of honest reporting and counseling involved.
Go ask the faggots who’ve tracked down Masters Nick and Matt on Tumblr and find out if these two extraordinary Men are real. They’re very real.
These people have put everything on the line for the sake of being truthful. Do you understand that? They’ve actually suffered in their personal lives for the sake of transparency.
That’s real courage. They show the kind of strength and integrity that these anonymous cowards couldn’t muster if they could buy it.
These are the days when I fight to keep this site running, because I get the urge to pull the plug on the entire endeavor. Then I think of the obvious intelligence level of the anonymous writer, a person so dim-witted that they accuse me of faking everything but have been reading me for years … and I keep going.
One of the unexpected and unintended results of this site over the years has been the discovery of faggot worship and service by straight Alphas. I’ve served many straight Alphas during my two-plus decades as a full-time faggot, so I’ve always known that straight Alphas can and do love faggot service. I haven’t been shy about discussing this fact, much to the dismay of some readers.
Yet despite their complaints that “straight guys who use faggots aren’t straight” more and more perfectly straight Alphas are reading the experiences I’ve reported here and have gone on to experience fag worship for themselves, and they love it.
The latest to realize the possibilities of true worship is a 22-year-old Alpha named Mack. He wrote this to me last night:
Hey there faggot. My name is Mack, I’m 22 and I just recently came across your website, I’ve only recently considered the idea of owning or using men and I never would have been comfortable with anything to do with this shit unless it was for your website so I wanna say thanks for that. I’m an alpha, I crave to be worshipped and serviced, and I guess my question is where is the best place to find eager faggots who are looking to serve a real young alpha in any way I want?
God, I love the bluntness of straight Alphas! This was my response:
Thank you very much for writing! I’m excited to hear of your decision to pursue the true worship of faggots! It’s what natural Alphas like you deserve!
If you’re going to a gym right now, i guarantee you there are faggots watching you from afar and hoping you’ll notice. That is probably the best social setting to find faggots right now.
You have apps like Grindr or Recon that work. I recommend Fetlife as well.
But ultimately you have the right to take and subjugate and faggot or sub male you meet in your day-to-day life, Sir. I think you’ll be surprised how easily males will submit to your power if you flex it.
Just remember – this is the naturals order of things. You were born for this kind of power, and faggots are born to submit to you. It will all fall into place once you take hold of your Alphahood.
I hope this helps, Sir! Don’t hesitate to reach out with questions or experiences you might have, Sir!
Hey there fag im James I don’t necessarily practice Dom sub relationship kink with dudes . I do enjoy it with woman tho but lately I’ve been having the fantasies is off raping my roommate and I really wanna do it but how do I come off as a dom to him not just a normal dude who is raping him but someone who owns him and can do whatever the fuck he wants with him? Should I just do it? Or does it need to be consensual cause because honestly I don’t give a fuck when I do it with girls because they all know that I’m the master and they are on my property and I’ve never had any complaints.
Thank you for writing, Sir!
First of all, keep this in mind: whatever you do with females you can do with sub males – and much more. Males who submit to Alphas like you will quickly accept the Hierarchical reprogramming and their place in the natural order. It’s not even a matter of you needing to rape the sub male to take what you want from it – that is a given. You simply need to assert yourself.
What I suggest you do is you go up to your roommate and tell him to get on his knees. Push him down if necessary. Then you might want to use call-and-response to get your roommate to admit that it wants to serve you and submit to you. Then pull out your cock and make it smell your scent while you tell it “good faggot” and other reassurances. Work your way up to having it suck you and then you throat fucking it.
If your roommate protests, you can use varying levels of aggression and force to get it to accept its place. That might be up to you in the moment, Sir.
Alphas have been forcing inferior males into submission and service since the dawn of time. It is probably one of the most natural dynamics we have as humans. The desire you have to rape your roommate is springing from that Hierarchical need Men like you have to dominate. It should not be suppressed or denied, Sir.
I would be very interested in the outcome of this situation if you accomplish it, Sir. You can write to me here or at my email address fagsworshipalphas@gmail.com. Thank you, Sir!
This thread follows the story of a faggot named Shane. He’s a young, inexperienced faggot who has found a new, intriguing Alpha to serve. CLICK HERE to read all of the posts in this thread in chronological order!
I think every faggot enters into its first few service opportunities with wide eyes and hopes of love. It’s easy to fall for that dream. When we find ourselves in the presence of overwhelmingly powerful Alpha Males and our fantasies instantly sway toward love and romance. It’s difficult to control those feelings.
This is why I so often caution faggots to control their emotions when serving Alphas. It can lead to such devastating heartbreak when the Alpha moves on or changes the nature of the dynamic. I’ve felt that crushing experience in my life, and I’ve counseled countless faggots through heartbreaks of their own.
But every so often, a wonderful thing happens.
When I first met Shane, he had a concern about a new Alpha with whom he went out on a “date.”
I met this guy (named Isaiah), he is literally perfect. Like 100% perfect. I went on a date with him last night, and it ended up with him rubbing my thigh and us kissing. He’d be the perfect boyfriend, but he revealed to me this morning that he has two other guys that are subs to him. What should I do? Go for boyfriend, or go into the pack?
I loved this opening statement from Shane for a couple of reasons. First of all, it’s hopeful and sweet. But, more importantly, Shane here demonstrates humility and an understanding of his place. He recognizes the superiority of Alpha Isaiah, and is willing to submit to the humiliation of being in a faggot stable in order to serve this Man.
Then they had a further conversation about what was developing between them, and it added more confusion to the mix:
Alpha Isaiah told me he likes me, that he wants me to be “a man in my life.” I asked him if he wanted me to be different from his other faggots, and he told me he wants me to be both … but how does that work?
I explained to Shane that Alpha Isaiah was telling him these things to gauge his reaction to the idea. But Shane was already ahead of me on that.
I told him I was completely fine with it. That he could have as many faggots as he wanted.
Master Isaiah decided to test his new faggot’s resolve in this matter by immediately introducing Shane to his two current faggots! This was a bold and extremely clever move akin to throwing a hesitant child into a pool to make it learn to swim. Shane felt the meeting went as well as possible, although he noted that the oldest-tenured faggot was distinctly cold toward him.
Then Master Isaiah allowed Shane to sleep over! And instead of fucking, Master Isaiah held Shane all night and kissed him repeatedly. This blew my mind. I’m simply not familiar with an Alpha who prioritizes emotional interactions over sexual ones.
Afterward Master Isaiah sent the following text message: “You’re not going to be jealous, are you? The other boys are just toys to me. You’re more than that. I have actual feelings for you.”
After this, Master Isaiah asked Shane to be his boyfriend! And of course, Shane enthusiastically agreed!
But then, Master Isaiah performed another test. He Facetimed Shane and had Shane watch him piss on and use one of his two faggots. The faggot paid Master Isaiah $3,000 for that privilege.
I had to talk Shane through his feelings of anxiety and fear at the sight of this. I reassured Shane that Master Isaiah wants to see if he can really handle being the boyfriend/faggot of an Alpha who will be owning and using other faggots. It was a difficult test, but Shane passed.
To reward his new faggot boyfriend, Master Isaiah purchased $6,000 worth of equipment, including a dog kennel and various BDSM-related items. Master Isaiah’s plan seems to be to bring his faggots in-house to serve him and his new fag boyfriend.
Extraordinary situations like this one do happen, but they’re rare. It’s not something any faggot should expect from any Alpha they serve. But when it does happen, it’s magical.
GOD Rhyheim Shabazz released this gorgeous slo-mo shower worship scene the other day, but it had the slowed-down sound of splashing water on the soundtrack – very annoying.
A faggot reader named Lery Leo lives in a large apartment in the heart of Prague. He has the desire to open up his place to house traveling Alphas. His plan is a good one – allow Alphas to have a place in Europe where they can stop and stay while being served by an attentive faggot!
Here are some pics of the eclectic apartment in question!
Any Alphas with need for this service can contact the faggot at leryleo@gmail.com or on KIK at @leryleo!)!
This thread features the story of Achim, a 55-year-old German faggot who has spent many years in service to straight Alphas. CLICK HERE to read the posts in this thread in chronological order!
Several days ago I received a question from Achim, a 55-year-old German faggot who had spent years serving straight Alphas and was having a problem with his current Alpha. The 28-year-old Alpha had become unresponsive, and Achim didn’t know what to do.
I had a sneaking suspicion that the Alpha was getting cold feet and trying to ghost the faithful faggot, so I carefully advised him to stop putting energy into chasing this Alpha down. I just hoped I was wrong.
Well, I received this wonderful message from him today:
Hi Sam, I want to tell you that you were absolutely right! The Alpha (if he was one) has indeed blocked me and hid from me. Your advice not to put any energy into it was right! And also your prognosis was right: I met another straight Alpha. He is 23 years young; so also very young. But He knows what He wants. He has no experience with fags so far, but He is self-confident enough to admit that. Today i went to him for the first time to clean his apartment. He wants me to do the housekeeping regularly at His place, which i do with pleasure. He is dominant, but at the same time respectful and friendly. He takes what belongs to Him without breaking anything. I think I fell in love with him right away. He also looks very attractive. I hope he will cunt me one day. Greetings fag Achim
AWESOME!
What I truly love about Achim’s example here is that, instead of moping over a lost Alpha, he got right back up and submitted to another, more appreciative Alpha! THIS is the attitude faggots need to have! Never give up pursuing what truly fulfills you no matter how old you are!
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Hi Sam. I’m a 28 years old faggot from Italy. On top of being a faggot I’m also a size queen, I’ve always have been orbiting around those true men who carry huge cocks and exhude superiority with every step. I have recently met this true man who’s a year younger than me at work: he’s sunny, confident, he enjoys physical contact, he likes to put his big hands onto other men’s shoulders, arms or back of the heads. He laughs a lot, he’s always similing and puts everyone around him at ease. He’s got strong big dick energy, and he’s not afraid of wearing tight pants (whether they are jeans or just regular pants) to show it. He’s got a huge, prominent bulge, and I would’ve sensed by the way he carries himself that he’s particularly hung anyway. He and I started working on a project together a few weeks ago, and since then I tried as much as possible to serve him (by bringing him coffee or buying him breakfast, supporting him in his work, doing chores, letting him know how good he is at his job – he is, I would never lie, etc.), and he’s responding very well to it. He makes a lot of eye-contact and always speaks his mind. I tried to test the waters with some of his colleagues and they told me he had a brief relationship with a woman a couple of years ago, but since then it appears he hasn’t dated anyone else, which I found odd considering how charming, attractive and masculine he is. So my question is: should I come out to him as a faggot somehow, or try to make him understand how much I crave to serve him and how much I respect him? I don’t want to hinder how work relationship, because I really enjoy serving him at work and making his work life easier as much as possible… but his giant bulge and strong build are driving me crazy and I feel like I should at least try to understand if I can seize this opportunity. What do you think?
Is this actually a question?? OF COURSE YOU SHOULD! Don’t waste even one more second!
Start calling him “Sir.” I want you to ask him how long he’s known he’s Alpha. This is a compliment designed to trigger his understanding of Hierarchy. You’ll be able to discover a few things in his answer. Be observant when he answers.
After that, if you feel comfortable enough, say something along the lines of, “I wouldn’t know what it’s like to be Alpha since I’m a faggot.” This is designed to take him off guard. He’ll laugh or be shocked, but your matter-of-fact statement will disarm him.
Try it. You might be surprised.
If you don’t do that, then at the very least you need to ramp up your gifts and compliments. You are THISCLOSE to getting this Alpha to consider using you.
Have any of watched it? And do you think it is as good as the Zilv Rourke stuff, or do you think they should look for new day jobs?
Zilv has built an established audience on Pornhub, so it’s unlikely that he needs to get a job at a gas station anytime soon. I’ve seen a couple of clips they’ve posted on Twitter, and I’m not impressed. The new faggot is a slut in a cloying, please-look-at-me way that lacks the purity and charm of Rourke. I’ll never support anything they do, I know that much.
So today I recorded a podcast that I’m sure will be debated and referenced ad nauseum for a long time. To supplement that podcast is this post, where I break down what I consider to be the Ten Commandments of Faghood.
There is no way to truly boil down faghood into a simple set of rules. There are simply too many outside forces at play in the life of a true faggot, especially if it is a faggot serving an Alpha Master. However, I do think the following commandments capture the essential practices and mindset necessary to find fulfillment as a faggot.
Before I begin the top ten, I want to mention one runner up …
RUNNER UP: FOOT WORSHIP – Alphas love to have their feet worshiped. Their feet are an odd way to trigger their Alpha within. Faggots should learn how to properly massage and worship their Alpha’s feet, perform pedicures, and other useful techniques.
And now, onto the list proper:
10. FINANCIAL SERVICE – When I mention financial service, I’m not necessarily referring to financial domination (findom). I mean that a faggot should be ready and willing (and even eager) to give financial tributes and gifts to better the lives of their owners. After all, what is a faggot if it unwilling to surrender its treasure along with its life?
9. BREEDING – The act of breeding is a very profound and powerful statement of the ownership of a faggot by a Man. It is ownership on the INSIDE, as the Man’s semen becomes a part of the faggot’s body. Men want this form of ownership, and it’s a faggot’s duty to provide this.
8. DOMESTIC SERVICE – Some faggots complain about domestic service; they think it’s below them. It is not. It really is the fulfillment of a faggot’s life: selfless service. It really must be a part of the service faggots give to Men.
7. CLEAN SHAVEN – First of all, I’m NOT referring to beards and moustaches. I mean that, unless otherwise specified, a faggot should have its pubes, pussy, and body (if required) shaved or waxed. Men want to see clean, fresh faggot skin that they can use.
6. CHASTITY – Some Masters would probably put chastity at the top of this list, while others might leave it off entirely. I’m putting it on here because I have seen and experienced what chastity can do for a faggot’s mind and heart. At the very least chastity must be seriously considered for owned faggots.
5. SWALLOWING – One major Hierarchical involves cum. It cannot be wasted. So faggots who are performing oral service for their Alpha must swallow if he is not going to fuck it into the faggot’s pussy. Women spit. Faggots swallow.
4. CLEANLINESS – Anal sex requires a lot of work and commitment on the part of the faggot. An Alpha’s sex drive is unpredictable and endless. Faggots must be ready to be clean for their Alphas when they want to fuck. Part of that involves frequent enemas, but also involves dietary control.
3. TRAINING – Faggots should take their commission seriously by constantly striving to train themselves to improve their oral and anal skills. This involves dildo play, Kegel exercises, and deepthroat techniques. It’s a lifelong commitment.
2. OBEDIENCE – It should be so obvious, right? Faggots should be obedient to their Masters! And yet, mysteriously, so many faggots fail the test of obedience. It is a MUST.
1. HONORIFICS – An honorific is a title like “Mr.” to designate an elevated, formal status to a person. In Hierarchy, honorifics like “Sir” or “Master” should always be used in reference to Alphas. They are superior and deserve such respect. It is improper to address an Alpha plainly by his name., as if a faggot was his equal. They are not equal in any way.
These are my Ten Commandments of Faghood. What would you add or subtract? How would you order them?
At 1:40 am this morning I was t-boned in an intersection by a girl running a red light in the rain. My side airbags deployed (didn’t even know they were there) and I escaped without even a scratch on me. This is probably the fourth accident I’ve had in my life where I should’ve been either killed or seriously injured and walked away.
Since I received my cancer diagnosis and the infamous “two months to live” speech on April 25, 2018, I have experienced the kind of rollercoaster that I think would drive most people insane. During that period I have felt the most powerful joy and elation that anyone can imagine, but I’ve also experienced some disappointment, disillusionment, and tragedy that could easily crush a person’s spirit.
Onlookers in my life often tell me, “well, you must still be here for a reason.”
I’m ready to know that reason.
Until then, just know that I am unbroken and unbowed. From the outside, it looks like a disaster – hell, it feels like one to me, too – but I’m heading somewhere. Like the feather in Forrest Gump, I will float to and fro, from tragedy to triumph, until I finally reach the place where I belong.
