alpha4goodboi:

fs001:

i’ve always wondered how some people pretend they are both doms and subs, depending on who they meet.
How can this be possible?
i thought being a sub was something natural and that one doesn’t choose.
i am a sub in front of all Sirs i recognize as Superior.
In front of other people, i’m not a sub, but i’m not a dom either.
Would anyone explain to me if this situation of being both a sub and a dom is possible and how?
Thanks to all Sirs and subs reading these lines.

Not naturally possible

My own experience tells me that it wouldn’t be naturally possible.

The best way I can help anyone understand why is with an analogy. You can’t be Batman and The Joker as well. Yes, anyone can go to a party and ‘dress up’ like Batman one day, and the next they can ‘dress up’ like the Joker… but they would be a ‘fake’ Batman or pretend to be a ‘fake’ Joker.

Anyone could pretend to be either an Alpha … but that doesn’t ‘make’ them a True Alpha… and that’s why my answer is “Not naturally possible”. 

But I can see people playing (or faking or pretending) to play both roles. However, if they are not a naturally born faggot and are just playing or pretending, an Alpha will recognize that in a nano-second and will dismiss the faggot’s ass in no time.

I would think that the reverse is also true. A true faggot will recognize that a guy is not a true alpha but is only pretending. The difference though, is that the faggot will probably endure being with a fake alpha because there isn’t enough True Alphas out there, and they would rather have at least a fake alpha… very simliar concept as why many faggots use a ‘fake’ cock (or a dildo) because there isn’t enough True Alphas out there who will plow their boicunt.

Good advice from a real Man! Thank you, Sir!

Thank you!

I don’t really believe that a person can be both an Alpha and a faggot. Yes, there are versatile gay Men out there, but that is entirely a different animal. I deal primarily with straight Alpha Men who use faggots for their own gain. These straight Alpha Men have no interest in being submissive to another male – in fact, that idea is abhorrent to them.

As a gay Man with that versatile mentality, I think you should fare well in the future. You have the ability to flip, so your opportunities for sex and/or love are vastly increased.

I absolutely love Samoan Men. I love their creamy brown skin and their dark, piercing eyes, but I especially love their incredible legs and feet. I have a pretty bizarre fetish for calf muscles, and Samoan Men have calves that make me almost dizzy with lust.

I have served just one Samoan Alpha in my life (they aren’t plentiful in my backwater area of the United States). His name was Jeremy. This Samoan Alpha wasn’t built like the Samoan in the picture above, but Samoan Men have so many natural muscles that even the average Samoan body looks great. Jeremy definitely turned me on.

Whenever he would call for service, he would begin by ordering me to worship his legs and feet, I would kneel before him while he sat in a chair and tenderly kiss and caress his muscular feet. He loved seeing a faggot submit to him in this way.

Then, of course, he would demand a blow job. Jeremy had an average dick, but it was fat and brown. He would often lay back and admire his cock stretching my mouth open before holding my head and face fucking me.

Every blowjob would be interrupted by Jeremy lifting his thick legs into the air and telling me to lick his ass. I would lap at his hairless, virgin asshole like a mindless puppy while he moaned in ecstasy.

Occasionally Jeremy would fuck me, pushing me roughly onto the floor and mounting me “froggy style” (his legs clamped around the outside of my legs). Mostly, though, he preferred to sit back and let me service him until he squirted down my throat.

Then he’d tell me to leave.

Sadly, my service to Jeremy ended when he finished college and went back home. I do wish I had some way to contact him. More than anything, I miss massaging those huge calves and tasting his powerful feet.

Love those Samoan Men!

raunchysub:

The world is full of faggots who would drop to their knees and gladly let You “take charge,” Sir! Have You considered starting Your own Tumblr page similar to mine? That can be a great way to attract faggots. Then, of course, there are the usual digital channels (Craigslist, Manhunt, Recon, Barebackrt, Adam4Adam Grindr, Scruff, etc.), all of which are full of faggots looking for take-charge Men. The key to attracting faggots in these arenas is to be blunt and honest. If You’re looking to experiment with someone who’ll let You take charge, say that. Don’t say you’re “looking to date” or “open to whatever.” Say You want a faggot to experiment on; if You do, that’s what You’ll get. i promise. Good luck!

Is this guy serious? There are probably 10,000 faggots for every take-charge Alpha male.

Good advice from @raunchysub

fagsandbullies-deactivated20160:

Wow, hot. Thanks for sharing.

Proof that we can talk all we want about “gay rights” and “equal treatment,” but ultimately some of us weren’t born to be equal. Some were born with a need to serve Men as slaves. No matter how society changes around them, fags will always exist to fulfill that service for Men.

I haven’t had a lot of straight Alphas contact me, but I’m always surprised when they do. I don’t write much erotica on this site, and my pics/videos are, unlike yours, almost exclusively homosexual in nature.

I do think their interest in our sites underscores the complexities of male sexuality. Straight Men may not like to admit this, but the way an Alpha might use a fag is much closer to how most Men want to fuck in general. Most Men want careless, sweaty, dirty, almost abusive sex. Girls are rarely interested in that. That was absolutely the reason Texas Alpha started looking to own a fag, and I think many straight Men are discovering that, too.

Blogs like ours are helping these straight Men to understand the possibilities open to them. I just wish they’d talk to us more. It would help us better serve their needs and answer their questions.

Thanks for the nice note!

This is not fantasy for me or any other fags I know. We are slaves to Men in real life.

Looks aren’t that important to me (this is not true of most fags, it seems). In my past situations, I served them sexually in whatever way they needed, but I also cooked and cleaned for them, bought them gifts, gave them money, etc. Much of that depends on the Alpha and what he wants or needs.

Craziest thing? The first time I was whipped I thought, “whoa, I’ve crossed a line here.” I never thought I would do that for anyone, but that particular Alpha wanted it. There isn’t much beyond blood or scat that I haven’t done in my life in service to an Alpha.

A typical day depends on whether he has me enslaved in his house or not. And like I said before, much of that depends on the Alpha and his needs.

I have no idea what you mean by “Old Guard stuff.” Perhaps you’re referring to pre-gay rights times when homosexuals were in the closet?

Times have certainly changed. I couldn’t be happier for homosexual Men (tops and bottoms) who finally have the opportunity to love openly, get married legally, and raise children. It’s a wonderful time for Men like that.

And even in the Dom/sub portion of the homosexual world, this is a great time of change and improvement. Now, a beautiful homosexual Dom like @temptingdominance can find and marry the sweet sub boy of his dreams and live happily ever after. He and others like him deserve that chance, and now it’s possible.

But what I’ve experienced in my life (the focus of this blog) involves homosexual males who identify as faggots and live to serve Alpha Men (straight and gay) as sexual or non-sexual slaves. This is very real. These fags feel that devoting themselves in service to a superior Man fulfills their purpose in life. It is not a game or fun weekend activity. It is their PURPOSE IN LIFE.

And regarding the changes you mention: if anything, the Internet has only reinforced and strengthened the Alpha/fag dynamic. Thanks to the Internet and blogs like mine, more and more straight Men are learning that they can be serviced and worshiped the way they know they deserve. That, coupled with the increasing tolerance of “gay” behavior and “gay” sexual situations, has made it a perfect storm for Alphas and fags to find each other and fulfill their desires.

One last thought about your “Old Guard” comment: It isn’t going to change. Alpha Males have been enslaving fags and weaker males since the very first moment two Neanderthal males found themselves on the same continent together. Domination and submission are intrinsic to the masculine experience. It’s in our DNA. Alphas born to rule have subjugated and used fags since the dawn of time. And that dynamic will continue unabated until the end of the human race.

Thanks to this blog, I’ve been approached by several Alphas eager for my help in finding them fag slaves to own and use. When everyone cooperates, I’ve had some astonishing successes. My master Texas Alpha (latest very hot update here) is my greatest success story so far, but there have been others as well.

However, I’m always surprised when an Alpha approaches me and asks for help finding faggots. There are faggots EVERYWHERE, and they’re all absolutely CRAVING an opportunity to serve an Alpha, particularly a straight Alpha. It should be as easy for an Alpha to collect fags as it is to go to the grocery store and pick up a gallon of milk.

So what seems to be the problem? In some cases, it’s due to youth and unfamiliarity with fags in general (as with Texas Alpha). With others, there’s a real fear that using fags makes them “gay” forever and they won’t ever be able to stop that part of their life once it starts. I’ve also run across some Alphas who are too paranoid or too interested in game-playing.

Any Alpha Male worthy of real worship and devotion – you know who you are – typically exhibits the following traits:

1. FEARLESSNESS. A real Alpha isn’t afraid if his buddies or his coworkers find out that he uses fags as slaves. Why should he be concerned? He’s too busy living the greatest life imaginable to worry about what anybody thinks of him. That doesn’t mean he parades his fags on a leash down the street at lunchtime, but he doesn’t live with a fear of discovery, either.

2. CONFIDENCE. A real Alpha knows he deserves to be worshiped and served by everyone. There isn’t a question in his mind about the “rightness” of using others for his own gain. This is simply what he knows he deserves at all times. He expects it.

3. NARCISSISM. In general, narcissism is considered to be an unfavorable personality trait (the narcissism of the selfie generation, for example, is almost unbearable). For an Alpha, though, narcissism is the engine that supplies his power over others. His belief in his own superiority over others, coupled with the desire to have that belief reinforced by actual worship, allows him to take whatever he wants.

4. DIRECTNESS. This ties in with “fearlessness.” A real Alpha doesn’t play coy games when dealing with the inferiors around him. He doesn’t ask for something, he demands it. He tells you exactly what he wants, and you are left only to comply or refuse.

5. FOCUS. The greatest Alphas know exactly what they want, and, like a pit bull on a baby, they won’t let go of that idea until they receive it. For instance, let’s say an Alpha wants to fuck someone in the ass. No matter how much the woman/fag resists or makes excuses, the Alpha doesn’t stop pursuing his goal until he finally gets what he wants.

And perhaps I’ll add this sixth one:

6. A BIG DICK. I’ve been with Alphas who didn’t have huge dicks (but they weren’t small, either), but typically Alphas have larger-than-average cocks. Again, it isn’t a requirement. I’m simply adding this one because many of the traits above develop during the teen years when a budding Alpha discovers that he is not built like normal guys. Then he starts fucking people with his bigger-than-average cock and he starts to discover the power he has over them, how they submit to him and his manhood. Really, an Alpha derives his power from his cock and balls. They are the center of his entire world, the glorious manifestation of his very being.

So how does an Alpha collect servants?

Typically, the people who worship and serve Alphas (submissive women, fags) initially make themselves known through conversation or body language. The best Alphas recognize this behavior instantly. Real Alphas have observed the effect they have on others ever since they were children, so they know the signals very well.

Alphas are constantly watching those around them to catch them staring in awe. Alphas relish how inferiors struggle to concentrate while in their presence. Sometimes an Alpha will play with his dick or adjust himself while in the presence of an inferior, just to gauge their level of interest. At the gym, Alphas use the mirrors to see which fags are susceptible to his control. Ultimately, the Alpha’s presence and his awareness of the power of his presence draws potential servants to him.

But once an Alpha spots a potential fag slave (this goes for women, too), it is up to him to make the first move. Inferiors are typically too terrified and insecure to make the first move. Here’s where many of the above traits become important. 

Alphas who successfully own fags have no problem going up to a faggot and demanding something from it: “Get me some coffee” or something like that. True Alphas know that fags were born to serve them, that fags actually WANT to serve them, so they know demanding things from the fag actually helps both parties.

From there, a fag will usually start to volunteer its service in various ways, and the Alpha is often keen to expand his mastery over the fag by accepting these gifts. The Alpha can start suggesting other, more personal forms of service – car detailing, house cleaning, laundry, etc. Real Alphas do not hesitate to enslave a fag in such a way.

Before too long, the Alpha has the fag servicing him, giving him money, and performing all sorts of tasks on demand. And the Alpha now owns a fag slave to serve him.

I think many Alphas who struggle to find fags are simply not aware of their effect on others. Some of these Alphas are afraid to buck societal norms and enslave a fag for their personal use. And some of these Alphas are terrified of what others might think of them.

If you’re an Alpha who wants to own a fag (or multiple fags), the process starts within. Understand and appreciate the following things:

1. You were born to be worshiped.

2. You deserve to be worshiped.

3. Fags were born to worship you in whatever ways you want.

4. It is not wrong to use fags. Your use of fags fulfills them.

5. You own fags before you ever even speak to them.

6. The world cannot judge you because you own the world.

Alphas who understand these things about themselves, their power, and their place in this world own servants and are worshiped properly. Alphas who are plagued with fear or who lack self-awareness fail to fulfill their destinies as Masters over others. 

So go forth as the Kings you are and collect the servants you deserve! They are waiting, desperate to worship you. Take what is rightfully yours!

It is tough once a fag reaches a certain age, especially if the fag hasn’t taken care of itself or isn’t genetically predisposed to a youthful aging process. It’s all mostly a roll of the dice.

I will say this first: most older fags I’ve known are absolutely grotesque ageists. They simply cannot be satisfied with older Alphas, instead insatiably lusting after young, hot flesh. And with good reason – we all love young, hot flesh. However, we need to be realistic as we age.

Here’s reality: it’s unlikely that a 50 year old fag will be used by a 20 year old straight football player for much more than money, menial tasks, or (probably painful) humiliation. And that’s the truth.

But I’m sure there are Alpha males your age (the glorious and super-virile @caltexan is one of them) who want to own and use fags. Men of that age group still have desires and needs. They still yearn to exercise their powerful masculine instincts to dominate and breed. No, they may not anymore be the smooth-skinned, fresh-faced college jock you lusted after in your youth, but these older Alphas have the experience and confidence only age can provide.

And yes, many of these older Alphas do tend to favor younger fags because their bodies are usually more attractive. However, in my experience, these older Alphas aren’t really straight, but homosexual Alphas or closeted Alphas with the ageist bent I mentioned earlier. Such ageism runs rampant in the homosexual world.

But a straight Alpha male interested in using a fag is less concerned with looks (he isn’t naturally attracted to males anyway). These Men want service. They don’t need to have an Ambercrombie model slurping on their dick in order to have an orgasm. They also don’t need a Corbin Fisher boytoy cleaning their bathroom in order to get it spotless.

These Alphas want willing service. If the fag is young and attractive, then that is a cherry on top. However, an older fag can still be useful to Alphas who want worship.

So yeah, I think you’re being overly pessimistic. Your frustration is understandable, but there are still ways to be useful regardless of age.

Well my little brother, I’m definitely not a “sir.” And I might possibly be able to find an Alpha near you. I’ve only looked around there twice, and found two Alphas in Manhattan (one of which is in my database here). I would imagine New York is crawling with Alphas, though.

I’d be willing to try. Hopefully there is an Alpha reading that might put you to use. Otherwise, you can contact me either on Kik (normalsubmissive) or email (fagsworshipstraights@yahoo.com).

Thanks. If I might indulge in a bit of immodesty, I really did hit a home run for Texas Alpha. Actually, I found several cute fags for him, but this beautiful little fag slipped in at the last moment and nabbed Texas Alpha. I’ve come to really care deeply about TA’s fag; he’s like my little brother, and I’m very proud of him.

I’ve found fags for several Alphas already, but I haven’t been given permission to discuss them yet. There is one Alpha/fag combination that I’m dying to talk about in detail…hopefully I can soon.

Finding fags for Alphas is incredibly easy – I’ve become so efficient at it that I should probably start a business around the service – but I’ve had a few troubles finding Alphas for fags who have asked for help. Some of that has to do with flaky faggot behavior (I’ve discussed this before), and some of it is due to the uniqueness of the request. There just aren’t enough Alphas around … Yet.

This is an interesting question. Also, a useful analogy.

Alphas often treat their fags much like they treat their cars or other possessions. Guys who generally take care of their cars, guns, tools, house, etc., usually appreciate their faggots to some degree and wisely use their time to train and cultivate its service to them.

However, there are some Alphas out there who simply don’t care about anything. A car is just a thing that gets them from one place to another and also carries their trash, too. These kinds of guys typically look at fags as a disposable, one-time hole that they can discard like the latest cum rag.

I have generally served the former type of Alpha. I have been very lucky, because my Alphas have largely been Men worthy of worship. With these Alphas I never had a second of doubt about why I served them. They were successful Men who took care of their women, their children (in some cases), their houses, their cars, and their responsibilities. These Alphas loved having fags like me serve them, and they usually demonstrated their appreciation for my service in ways subtle and not-so-subtle. These are truly the great Men, the pure Alphas in control of every aspect of their lives, including their fags.

I’ll give you a little example. I’ve occasionally spoken about Aaron, one of the early Alphas I served for many years. Aaron was absolutely straight (he’s currently married happily and living in another state) but he would occasionally reward me with surprises in appreciation for my constant service and devotion to him.

For instance, one night I returned home from a troubled business trip abroad (I hate airplanes) to find a dozen roses on the kitchen table from Aaron with a card saying, “I hope you had a good trip.” Another time Aaron bought me a Pur water filtration jug as a gift (I still use it to this day) with a little note that read, “I know you love to drink water, so I thought you should drink the best.” How could I not serve an Alpha like that with all of my heart and soul? Of course, Aaron did that primarily because he appreciated my constant devotion to him as his personal faggot.

I will add this, though: a faggot generally attracts and serves the kind of Alpha that reflects the faggot’s own self-worth. I think I have had the privilege of serving so many good Alphas because I do have some self-respect. I’m a fag, yes, but I am intelligent, thoughtful, hard-working, and loyal to a fault. I have value. I’m not going to throw myself at any Alpha or perform tricks for random Alphas simply because they call me names or tell me I’m a slave. I’m better than that.

Really, I’ve lost out on the opportunity to serve several Alphas recently because I discovered that they didn’t deserve my service. Alphas who are perpetually broke, unable to pay bills, or who can’t keep a job or a car simply aren’t worthy of worship regardless of the size of their biceps or their cock. I’m a better fag than that, and many of my fag brothers out there are, too.

However, there are many fags out there who lick toilets, eat shit, and generally degrade themselves for Men (either online or in person). The Men these fags serve are akin to the guys in your analogy who trash their own cars. They’re worthless Men, thoughtless Men, and Men who are usually pretty stupid, too. Wow, they got a fag to lick their boots and give them $20 … neat. That’s not real Alpha behavior – those are shallow Men looking for cheap laughs and easy money at the expense of an inferior. It’s bully mentality, and it’s ultimately a dead end.  

Yes, fags were born to be degraded to some degree, but being degraded by any random Man is stupid. A fag can get dick anywhere if that’s all they need. I’m looking for real Alphas to serve, real Men worthy of my talents and skills as a devoted faggot. I’m a Rolls Royce, built to last under the guidance of a real Alpha. Any good faggot worthy of an Alpha’s attention will agree with me on this one.

So be a good faggot, and serve only Alphas worthy of your worship. You can be a Rolls Royce to a god-like Alpha who can appreciate your service to him.

uclafratboy:

Haha who said I don’t like girls?

This is a modern misconception. Straight Men use fags all the time, but it has less to do with attraction and more to do with power, control, and pure animal needs. A Man isn’t “gay” just because he uses fags for some purpose.

Something as fluid as male sexuality cannot be forced into a box. I would think a fag like “anonymous” would know better than that.

alpha4goodboi:

This is part of the How an Alpha Thinks series to help faggots, boys, bottoms, etc. become better at pleasuring their Alpha. If you want to read previous posts, click on the #HowAlphaThinks label in my blog.

I will cover both situations: when the faggot is in bed with an Alpha and when faggots are playing alone by themselves.

In Bed With An Alpha

Some Alphas like to see their faggot fuck themselves with a dildo. Not all Alpha like that, but those who do, take pleasure in seeing a fucking useless faggot humiliate herself in shoving a huge piece of silicone rubber up their cunt. The pleasure comes from knowing that the Alpha can make the faggot become a whore. Also, once the faggot has had the dildo up its boipussy for a while,.. it is inevitable that she will beg to get a real man’s cock. That makes me as as Alpha smile, because I know I have the little useless faggot wrapped around my finger (or cock).

The other reason an Alpha likes to see a faggot shove a dildo up their cunt… is when the dildo is larger than what the cunt can handle. This is usually done when there is a need to discipline or punish the faggot. I like to see the boicunt get stretched… and maybe seeing the faggot suffer as her hole is stretching.

Now faggots, you need to understand that in these two situations above… none of the purposes are to give pleasure to the faggot. You need to keep that in mind. Most fucking worthless faggots I encounter think that the usage of dildos is for pleasuring their pussy. Wrong!   The purpose is to either 1) give your Alpha the pleasure of knowing you are a whore; or 2) give pleasure to your Alpha that you are being punished.

Look at the picture and see the face the faggot is making. That’s a face that turns me on when I shove a huge dildo inside a faggot’s cunt.

That is a real turn on, and that’s the only reason I will allowa faggot to have a huge dildo up its cunt.

I will cover in my next post the usage of dildos when the faggots are by themselves.

An interesting perspective from an Alpha.

Personally, I have never been with an Alpha who wanted to use a dildo on me, mainly because they’re too busy using me.

In fact, most Alphas make that “you’re disgusting and pathetic” look when they see or hear references to my dildos. In the end, they know that faggots are sad creatures with unnatural cravings, and the dildos remind them of that fact.

Gosh! Thank you SO MUCH for that!

I don’t mind readers asking about Glenn or any other Alphas I’ve mentioned here. I just haven’t had enough material lately to warrant a timeline disruption. I realize that many people are here just for the porn pics, and I don’t want to bother them if it’s unnecessary.

The Texas Alpha update was absolutely necessary.

When I started this blog four months ago, I never imagined I might become a “fag whisperer” for actual Alpha males. I just thought I would share my experiences and insights into being a proper fag. Now I have been helping multiple Alphas expand their worshipers and reach greater heights of dominance. Texas Alpha is my greatest success, and I’m so grateful to serve him.

Thank you again for the very kind words! I’m so glad you loved the update as much as I loved experiencing and writing it.

I really need to update Glenn and a couple of others. Nothing really earth-shattering.

The person in the pic above is the fag I found for Texas Alpha. Firmly lodged in his pussy is the plug Texas Alpha commanded me to buy for him. There have been exciting new developments regarding that sweet asshole that I will try to thoroughly cover in this latest update on Texas Alpha.

Read on, because now Texas Alpha wants to hear from all of you as well!

In my last update on Texas Alpha (you can read that here) I let Texas Alpha describe a recent weekend in which he introduced his fag to a good friend named Trent (name changed), and both Alphas used the fag over a weekend. Basically, every fag’s dream come true, right?

I asked the fag to give me his side of the experience, but the fag wasn’t initially cooperative (fags can get sloppy and absent-minded sometimes). He finally wrote to describe what happened:

Okay first I’ll describe Trent (friend of Texas Alpha).
He’s about the same height as Texas Alpha, and I think also the same age.
They are really good buddies and when they are together they are loud
and rowdy (primarily because they end up drinking a lot). They used to play
football together in high school. Trent is a lot bigger than Texas Alpha, however. He was a defense player or something like that. Hi is tall,
thick, muscular, white, and kinda hairy. Anyway that’s a bit about
Trent.

So
the first weekend rolls around and Texas Alpha introduces me to Trent as
his “Mentee” and explains he’s taken me under his wing. We go to dinner
at a restaurant in town and we all hang out. (Which is weird because Texas Alpha and I have only ever hung out once before – which was the very first day
we met – the day Texas Alpha was testing if he wanted to own me or not). It
was nice because I felt kind of like one of the guys.

Eventually we get back
to Texas Alpha’s apartment to watch a game on TV. That’s when things started
to change. Texas Alpha started ordering me to get this for him and get
that for him and whatnot. He then also ordered me to make some food and
snacks for himself and Trent.

Trent noticed and even commented that I “seemed to be his little house bitch.“ Texas Alpha then went on to say
that basically I was and that I did whatever he asked of me. Trent
thought it was cool and then joked about how much I really did.

That’s
when Texas Alpha told him how I literally do everything and anything he asked
of me. He then asked me to stand there and strip completely naked.
And I did. Trent seemed a little off put by my nakedness, but it got the
point across. My alpha then gestured me in front him him and then
demanded to use me as a leg stand (or leg rest). So I did.

Some time
passed and Trent commented on how I literally was being a naked human
leg stand.  Texas Alpha then told him that I’d do anything for Trent, all
he had to do was ask. Trent jokingly said, “well good make this
little bitch find me a girl to suck my dick!”

Texas Alpha gave me a look and
I instantly crawled over to Trent and reached up to unbuckle his
pants. Trent kicked me away and was like WTF but Texas Alpha said, “why wait
for a bitch when you can get sucked off right now?” My alpha had to
convince him with some smooth talking but eventually Trent caved and
let me suck him off, which he really enjoyed.

After Trent came in my mouth Texas Alpha explained to him that I was his fag and essentially
his property. The rest of that weekend I serviced both Texas Alpha and his
friend however they asked of me. I swallowed countless loads and did
countless things for them.

At one point they were really drunk and
playing a video game. Texas Alpha kept complaining about how he had to pee
but didn’t want to leave he couch. He then snapped his finger and said
“come here faggot you know what to do”. I walked over pulled off his
pants, kneeled and took his limp cock into my mouth and he began to piss
down my throat, all of which i swallowed. Trent saw this and then was accustomed to pissing down my throat. I actually don’t think he
pissed in the toilet the rest of the weekend.

But yeah…. I went
through three days of that. I was exhausted.

Much more intense than I previously thought! Through this experience, we see how straight Alpha males can come to realize their power and discover the joy of owning and using fags.

But their discoveries were only just beginning.

As I mentioned in one of the early updates, Texas Alpha’s fag was an 18 year old virgin. In fact, the fag was so tight that buttplugs like the one above wouldn’t fit comfortably into him. He worried about whether he should give up his virginity to Texas Alpha (who was clearly gearing up to take it) since Texas Alpha is quite large and very aggressive. Just as a reminder, here’s Texas Alpha’s big dick:

I convinced the fag to relax, reminding him that he is a fag and eventually he will need to give up his virginity to someone, so it might as well be a true straight Man like Texas Alpha.

Then, yesterday, I received this email from the fag:

Well it finally happened. Texas Alpha took my virginity this weekend. My ass is still sore as fuck. My
hole feels so sore from being used all weekend. I can hardly count how
many times he fucked me.

It also wasn’t just him, though. His friend Trent
came back into town and took a few turns raping my hole as well. I don’t know
where to even start … how to even talk about it honestly. I don’t even
know if I believe what all happened to me this weekend, but I will try to explain:

Texas Alpha’s girlfriend went home this weekend because she knew Trent would be in
town and I don’t think she likes him (he’s loud and obnoxious and kind
of does whatever he wants). Anyway Texas Alpha made me come over Friday
morning to service him before his Friday class like he does every Friday
morning. I did the usual: I walked into his unlocked apartment and
walked up to his room where I found him already awake stroking his cock.

“You’re late, fag,” he said as I walked in to assume my place. I sucked him
off and then he face fucked me until he came down my throat.

After that he
then forced me to let him shove my plug into my hole a few times until it
was in place to his liking (a ritual I am used to now). I then
started to dress myself but then my master grabbed my wrists and told me,
“not today faggot, this weekend you are mine.” He then told me to stay
naked. He then forced my cock into its cage and told me that I was to
stay at his apartment cleaning all day and that if i thought I heard him
coming I was to get on my knees and raise my ass in the air and to be
ready. This had me scared and nervous.

Several hours went by and a few
times I assumed the position thinking he was home. My throat hurt from
the morning and my cock was tight in its cage. Then finally he came home
and my ass was up in the air ready for what he had planned. He walked
in the door and the first thing I heard him say was, "Thank god, you are a
good little slut aren’t ya.” Instantly I could smell the weed on him. I
look over my shoulder and can see he’s high an he’s also horny. His
door is hardly even closed and he already has his pants round his ankles on the floor. He walks over and slaps my ass several times. And then
without warning he roughly pulls my butt plug out of my ass and I jolt,
but he grabs my waist and says “where you going faggot?” He then picks
me up and throws me down on the couch, grabbing my ass and spreading
open my ass. “Mmmm… Not as ready as it could be but i want it now
faggot,.You ready to loose that ‘V card’ of yours and be mine forever ?”

I
say nothing.

“Well faggot?” he asks as he slaps my ass.

“Yes sir, do as you
please.” He then slowly rubbed his cock on my slightly opened hole and
then forced his cock balls deep Into me in one foul swoop. I cried out
and could barely breath but he didn’t care. He began to fuck my hole
rough and hard and it was so very painful but also very exciting and
pleasurable. He fucked me like that multiple times and then sat down and
forced me to sit on his big fat cock. He fucked me for what felt like
forever. Playing with my hole, pulling out, forcing in, slapping my ass
and drilling my hole till he finally came deep in me.

Before his cum
could fall out of my ass he pushed the plug back in. “Keep my seed right
where I want it faggot.” He then dressed and left me alone naked in the apartment. He later texted me: “same
rules from before apply.”

A few hours went by and I badly wanted to
take a shower and wash out my alphas cum but I knew he’d be pissed. As I
was about to go lay on the couch the door starts to open and before I
could get into position the door opens and who’s here… Not Texas Alpha, but
Trent.

"He’s got ya working huh… Well then,” Trent said. He walked to the sofa,
kicked off his basketball shorts, and barked "It’s not going to suck
itself, fag”. And that’s when I began to suck him off. If I’ve learned
one thing it’s that Trent has stamina for days. I was blowing him for
forever.

Then Texas Alpha walked in the door. “Well shit haha you’re here
early, Trent.”

"Yeah bro I needed to get off so I came early,” Trent replied, then
slapped my face as it’s around his cock.

"Nice man!” Texas Alpha replied. “Taught this fag a new
trick today. Turn him around ”

Trent pushed me off his fat dick and
turned me around to see the plug in my ass.

“Pull it out dude,” Texas Alpha said. “It’s
nice and ready for ya.”

He pulled it out and some of Texas Alpa’s cum oozes out.

"Ahh got it nice and lubed up for me huh” Trent said.

“Go ahead
man slide in,” Texas Alpha said. Travis did just that: he sat me down on his huge
cock and then forced it all the way in me. He than began to fuck me hard
and rough and I kept crying out and moaning.

Finally Texas Alpha said,
“I don’t have the patience for his bitching.” He then came over and
shoved his cock in my mouth to shut me up. Both of them then got really
into it and fucked my mouth and my ass like two wild men. Then both came in me at the same time and then high-fived.

Essentially that
was my entire weekend. Multiple fuckings, loads, piss drinks etc. Texas Alpha kept me naked and caged all weekend and they kept me busy
servicing their every needs. Kinda why I’m so beat and exhausted :/ 

Clearly, the fag was in a daze from losing his virginity in such a rough and unforgiving way. I reached out to Texas Alpha, who was prouder than a peacock.

Can you believe this? We are witnessing two straight Alpha males discovering the joy of owning and using fags to satisfy their own powerful urges and needs.

Be useful and available, fags, and you will find yourself serving Men and discovering your true purpose in life!

Thanks, as always, to my Master Texas Alpha and his fag for sharing their experiences so thoroughly.

A request from Texas Alpha

Texas Alpha wants to hear from my readers. He told me to ask you for suggestions for further training for his fag. Do you have any suggestions? Write to me and describe them.

topguydave:

I love your blog sir and I know you can help me with my problem. When I was in middle school I met this guy. Cocky, handsome, athletic. He always picked on me, but we were cool. As the years went by we lost touch. In 2013 we reconnected. On new years eve we hung out and apparently I made moves on him…while his girlfriend was there (he is straight). From then on I have been servicing him. Giving him head also giving my pussy to him(when he decides he wants it). I don’t mind doing this, I actually love it! The problem is, now he has a new girlfriend and he doesn’t want me anymore. I’m sure she isn’t pleasing him as good as I do (guys give better head right?). I try reaching out to him, but he keeps blowing me off. My question is how can I get back to servicing him? Or at the very least, how can I get our regular friendship back without the sex? I don’t want to lose a buddy over dick. Any suggestions would be helpful…thanks.

You sad, silly cocksucker. What
makes you think your relationship was ever about meeting your needs? Straight men will always prefer women sucking their Cocks. They only turn to fags
when the women in their life aren’t satisfying their needs and they don’t want the
risks and emotional baggage involved with using other women. ed.

When a straight stud uses a
cocksucker, He wants a reliable place to get His nut without the nagging expectations
He’s used to from women. If the cocksucker wants access to straight Alpha Cock
needs to follow basic rules:

1. Be
   available whenever He is horny
2. Provide
   excellent service. Expect nothing other than the
   opportunity to serve a Stud Cock.
3. Be
   grateful for every chance to serve. Remember you are lucky He is letting your fag
   mouth near his Cock at all. There are plenty of women or cocksuckers the stud could be using.
4. Be
   discreet. Shut up about it afterwards.

Your fag mouth and pussy were always His backup plan. He doesn’t need you right now. Assume it’s over and be grateful for the time you had. There’s some chance His new girlfriend doesn’t stick around or their sex life dies down as their relationship matures, but that doesn’t mean He will want your mouth again. You probably fucked it up by being
the kind of whiny, needy bitch that he turned to a cocksucker to avoid.

Apologize. Tell him you’re
happy he’s found a girlfriend and you
don’t want to interfere with their relationship. Then leave him the fuck alone long enough to let the memories of your clingy, needy,
bitchy behavior fade. During that time find another Man to serve.

After some weeks have passed., If you have
mutual friends, you can invite him to a group event like a Halloween party. If
not, you can invite him to a large public place to watch the World Series
or a football game. Demonstrate you can be around him without constantly
whining about how much you miss His Cock.

Excellent advice, and quite accurate. Listen and learn, faggots.

A few years ago I met a young black Man named Chris. A friend of mine, aware of my writing background, asked me if I could help Chris with his final college term paper. Even though I wouldn’t be paid for it, I agreed to speak with Chris and possibly help him.

Chris and I played phone tag for a few days before finally making plans to meet at my condo. When Chris finally arrived on that crisp April evening, I was stunned to be confronted with one of the sexiest young black guys I’d ever seen. Chris was tall and thin, not really muscular but well-built. His body looked something like this:

Chris wasn’t a thug, however. He looked stylish with his distressed jeans, big black boots, and layered shirts. His clothing choices revealed his obvious charisma and confidence. Even within the first minutes of our meeting, Chris took over my condo with his easy charm. Chris was comfortable in his own skin, as if no situation could ever rattle him or disrupt his sense of purpose.

We began working on his term paper together. Chris explained that he needed a good grade on the term paper, as he was planning to transfer to Chicago after the summer to finish his degree and didn’t want to take the class again.

It didn’t take long for Chris to figure me out. He would lounge on the nearby bed while I typed at the computer, and he noticed my eyes studying his body as we talked. Soon, I was doing all of the writing while Chris played on his phone and ate my food. At one point, he even asked me to stop writing and make him a milkshake, which I thought was incredibly bold.

We didn’t come close to finishing the paper on that first night (thank goodness!), so Chris asked to come back. I agreed with obvious enthusiasm.

The next night Chris came back looking even better: brand new red and white Nike hightops expertly matching a red Oxford unbuttoned halfway down his torso. Chris smiled when I audibly gasped at the sight of him.

First, I fed Chris a lasagna I made especially for our second meeting. Then, like the previous night, I worked while Chris lounged on my bed, his long legs swinging over the edge. I couldn’t stop myself from looking over at him and smiling.

Finally, Chris decided to take some action. “Man, I really appreciate this help,” he said. “Are you sure I can’t pay you something?”

“No, no, don’t worry about it,” I stammered, “I’m glad to help you.”

“Yeah?” he asked, standing up. I only saw him out of the corner of my eye at first, but my heart suddenly started throbbing in my chest.

I turned to look up at him. He was standing over me, staring down at me. Then he undid his pants and let them drop to the floor. I kept looking up at him, almost terrified, as he slid his boxer briefs down.

I laughed nervously before looking down to see Chris’ long, fat dick semi-erect near my face. I stopped laughing. I couldn’t really believe this was happening.

“How glad are you?” he asked ominously.

“Very glad.”

With that, Chris took me by my head and guided it down on his cock. Then he started ruthlessly fucking my face while I sat in the chair. Clearly Chris was turned on by taking me this way, because before long he was moaning so loudly that I began to panic that my neighbors would hear him through the walls. Finally, with a guttural moan and a few hard thrusts, Chris shot a load in my mouth.

After I cleaned his cock, Chris dressed and said he had to leave. He wanted to come back tomorrow to finish working on the paper. I nodded in agreement, still savoring the load sliding down the back of my throat.

We met a couple of days later and managed to finish the paper, our session ending with Chris forcing me to service him while he laid across my bed. He thanked me for writing his paper as he left that night, but nothing else.

That summer I occasionally heard from Chris whenever he needed a blowjob. He would stop by my condo late at night, or he’d text me some cute message like “hey, you up for another term paper assignment? I am!” before coming over and throat fucking me.

One Saturday near the end of the summer Chris said he wanted to spend the night. I grilled some hamburgers and waited. He eventually arrived, typically unapologetic, and ate my food. We didn’t talk much. There was a somber resignation in the air between us, knowing that he would be off to school soon and we might never see each other again.

Finally, Chris said he wanted to take a shower. He asked if I wanted to join him, but I told him I preferred to watch.

“Why?” he asked, confused.

“Because you’re beautiful,” I said.

He smiled confidently. “Yeah, I knew you’d say that.”

So I sat on the toilet and watched him shower. He put on a show for me, slowing soaping his body while watching my worshipful gaze. He loved the attention.

After he toweled off, he grabbed me by the arm and pulled me into the bedroom.

“Take off your clothes,” he ordered. I obeyed. Then Chris pushed me onto the bed, sidling next to me.

“Suck my dick,” he commanded, placing his hand on my head.

I put his big dick in my mouth. It tasted of soap and salty flesh. As he grew harder in my throat, I could hear him pull something out of his nearby backpack. By the sound of the tearing wrapper, it was a condom.

He pushed my face away as he started to put the condom on.

“I’m going to fuck you now,” he stated in no uncertain terms.

He rolled me onto my stomach and placed a firm hand around the back of my neck, forcing me into the mattress. Then I felt his thick cock head pushing against my rebellious hole.

There was a moment of panic. Chris was the first black guy I had been with since my rape several years earlier (I wrote about that here), and I had trouble being fucked since then anyway because I would often have flashbacks to that scary night.

I flinched, but Chris held me in place. He had already decided what he wanted, and he was going to take it. So he pushed inside me slowly, allowing me to feel every inch until it filled me up.

“Oooh fuck,” Chris moaned. He moved slowly at first, as if he was savoring the tightness of my hole around his shaft. But instinct quickly took over, and Chris began aggressively hammering into me. Frankly, I couldn’t believe I was taking a forceful fucking like that without passing out.

Eventually Chris released his tight grip on my neck and laid on top of me. The weight of his lean body on mine was sensual, and Chris began to grind into me. He was breathing into my ear.

“Turn over on your back. I want to fuck you like a bitch,” he whispered.

“Chris … I can’t … I can’t take it,” I begged.

Angry with my reaction, Chris lifted himself up with his arms and began to pile-drive me with his giant cock. I screamed in shock and pain, but he didn’t care. After a couple of minutes of pure, animal pounding, Chris groaned loudly as he came.

After he finished, Chris pulled out of me and went into the bathroom to dispose of the condom. Meanwhile, I curled up in a ball, my asshole throbbing from the violation. I couldn’t catch my breath.

Chris came out of the bathroom and started to put his clothes on. He looked over at my shivering, frightened figure on the bed.

“That’s what you get,” he said calmly. “Don’t ever tell me ‘no’ again.”

“Okay,” I replied meekly.

Chris gathered his things and left.

Years passed, and I had moved on to serve other Alphas. Then one afternoon I received a call from a number I didn’t recognize. I let it go to voice mail. When I retrieved the message, I was stunned to hear Chris’ voice again. He said he was coming to town and would love to get together to “do more writing,” followed by a knowing laugh. I was happily surprised that he still had my number.

He said he would call me, but the call never came. Any messages I’ve since sent have gone unanswered.

Alphas like Chris are like vast gleaming ocean liners, and fags like me are simply convenient and useful ports. Alphas stop only to take what they need from each fag before sailing away. The fag, thoroughly used, can only watch his departure and hope the tide might bring him back someday.

Sir, it is an indescribable pleasure to receive a message from an Alpha bull like you. There are Men born to rule, and you most certainly are a King among those kings. It is no surprise at all that you have a large, loyal cadre of fags that worship you.

You can always count me as one of those fags eternally grateful for you and your benevolence in allowing us to worship you.

Thank you always, Sir!

I have another exciting update coming on Texas Alpha. Yes, he has transitioned from confident straight Man to dominant Alpha with almost supernatural ease. Just goes to show that Men have this inside of them. They only need the proper outlet to realize this potential.

Not everyone is going to understand or agree with this blog (or the many out there pressing the same issue), but I assure you it has nothing to do with “Daddy issues” or insecurities.

All I can say is I have had a compulsion to serve Men since I was a child. I can clearly remember following a boy named George around school and doing things for him in order to make him happy. Of course, I didn’t understand that compulsion or what it meant (I was in sixth grade, after all!), but it continued and intensified as I went through puberty and beyond.

As I’ve said many times here, many gay Men are still Men, not fags. They do not wish to serve a Man. That’s fine. I realize that many gay Men might even find this idea insulting now that homosexuals now have “rights” and whatnot.

However, I can definitely assure you that many males out there identify as faggots, and we wish to serve Men. Closing your eyes and angrily dismissing this obvious truth is silly and non-productive.

You weren’t specific about what you mean by the word “beating.” Are these slaps on the ass, or actual punching in the face or body? Are they bruising you, making you bleed, or breaking bones?

I would say that it is typical for young straight and very immature Alphas to act like this. It’s an assertion of their dominance.

Really, many Tumblr blogs seem to celebrate beaten asses and whip marks on the backs of submissives. I’ve been whipped with belts before by Alphas. I don’t really care for it, though, since I feel like I’m already showing submission by serving him … Why beat me, too?

If the beating isn’t seriously hurting or scaring you (or if it turns you on), then I wouldn’t do anything about it. I suspect they will eventually grow out of that behavior.

However, if you’re in pain or getting seriously hurt or scared, you need to explain to them that you are willing to be their faggot and serve them, but you don’t want to be hurt for it. Try to explain to them that you are their servant and want to continue in service to them, but not at the cost of your health or your life.

Actually, places like Amarillo, Texas have the lowest unemployment rates of any city in the country. I suppose, like anywhere, it largely depends on your qualifications.

If there were an Alpha to move great distances in order to serve, it would be Texas Alpha. He’s a God.

Thank you! Gosh, you guys are being so nice to me that I think I might start crying! You know how fags get sometimes!

I’ve been shocked by the number of straight Alphas that have already visited this site. Coupled with the many other sites pushing this message, I believe more and more straight Men are discovering the benefits and pleasures of owning fags. It’s getting better!

I appreciate your concern. I certainly wasn’t trying to make anyone sad. To answer your question: I don’t think Roger loved me really, but Aaron definitely loved me. I think Aaron was absolutely torn up over the fact that he simply couldn’t reciprocate my feelings and that it was killing me. Aaron wanted things to remain friendly, but it couldn’t happen given my tumultuous emotional state at the time.

And yes, I’ve seen both since then. Roger doesn’t want to really talk to me, but Aaron is friendly enough in the handful of times I’ve seen him.

I drove away two Alphas because I fell in love with them.

My first Alpha Roger (I wrote about him here) was happily using me as his pet fag when he met and fell in love with an attractive Latino girl. Suddenly Roger didn’t have time for me either as a friend (we’ve all been there) or as a personal cumbucket.

I became intensely jealous for the first time in my life, and found myself stalking Roger and tearfully confronting him about “our relationship” in the middle of the night. I remember one awful exchange:

“I’m going to spend the rest of my life with her!” said Roger, referring to his girlfriend.

“But what about me?!?” I screamed.

Long pause. “What about you?” asked Roger. I instantly broke down in tears.

It’s painfully embarrassing to think about today. Finally, an exasperated Roger told me he never wanted to see me again.

It took a couple of years to really forget Roger. Anonymous sex, drinking, and even drugs weren’t enough to erase my craving to serve Roger again.

Then I met Aaron. With his compact, muscled frame, tanned skin, and dominant attitude, Aaron attracted attention everywhere he went. And he loved the attention. He would purposely walk through the mall and attract of train of young, squealing girls behind him just to prove he still had that power.

My servitude to Aaron took years to cultivate. He was totally straight, but he loved having a faggot that would tend to his needs and worship him. He would watch with relaxed wonder as I massaged and kissed his powerful feet, confident in his place as my King.

So, of course, I fell in love with him, too. Aaron never really realized how much I loved him until he began dating a voluptuous black woman (she looks a bit like Serena Williams) that would eventually become his wife. Like Roger, Aaron was suddenly uncomfortable having a fag around. He no longer wanted me to serve him since he had a hot female to take care of him. And, like I did with Roger, I reacted badly, reducing myself to tearful begging and midnight arguments.

And, like Roger, Aaron eventually told me to get out of his life.

I’m relating these embarrassing stories from my past for one reason: to emphasize that faggots cannot have romantic feelings for the Men they serve. As we serve them, we might feel emotions like pride, honor, appreciation, lust, and happiness. These are perfectly acceptable emotions to have in the presence of Men.

However, we cannot start to wrongly think that these Men love us the way they might love a girlfriend or a wife. A fag is not a replacement for female companionship. No matter how many fags an Alpha male might own, he will still seek out pussy and an attractive female figure to hang on his arm. He is simply following his natural, inbred desire to procreate and to continue fortifying societal standards.

A Man might appreciate the service of a fag the way he appreciates the performance of his sports car or the performance of an expensive drill. However, a Man doesn’t love a fag, and will never be in love with a fag.

Furthermore, a Man doesn’t want love or emotion from a fag. A Man wants usefulness from a fag. Service. Devotion. A Man doesn’t want to deal with a weepy fag upset over the status of their relationship; Men get enough of that emotional abuse from women. A Man wants a fag to be useful in the moment, just a tool for his pleasure or benefit.

Once a fag accepts this reality, its service improves and its life becomes much more fulfilling.

I sincerely struggled the first time I was ordered to lick my Master’s asshole. Even though he was clean, there is a psychological element to that task that is sometimes difficult to overcome. It helped that he was a thickly-built Pacific Islander with a selfish, nasty personality.

Thank you! Yes, there will be some updates on some of these situations are they warrant them.

I currently serve two Alphas online. There is also a local Alpha who wants me to serve him, but he’s nervous about the idea. The local Alpha and I are still discussing the terms of my service.

As far as serving them, the online Alphas use me occasionally as a sexting/phone sex partner if they need to get off. They’ve also used me financially (buying gifts, etc.). They’ve also used me to find them local fags that they can use.

In other words, I serve them in whatever way I can.

Gosh, THANK YOU!

Texas Alpha is doing an AMAZING job and his power seems to grow daily. It’s been a tremendous honor to serve him and help him unlock that power.

As for me, I’ve received a wonderful learning experience while sharing my personal stories and opinions with all of you. I’m working behind the scenes to expand the reach of this site and help more straight Men realize the great power and strength they have within. The fun is only just beginning!

I’m surprised by the number of married Men who have contacted me in the four months I’ve operated this site. It’s a very interesting phenomenon, but one fraught with huge, life-altering complications. I don’t envy the situation at all.

I am always open to conversation. If you have Kik, you’re free to contact me there (normalsubmissive), or via email (normalsubmissive@yahoo.com). We could potentially Skype, although I don’t use that app very much.

Hang in there. I understand your dilemma and I’m willing to help if I can.

I agree with you. When Texas Alpha finally takes his fag’s cherry, I imagine I’ll hear the screaming several states away. I’m almost as excited to hear about it as Texas Alpha is to do it.

Pictured above is the caged cock of the 18 year old fag I found for Texas Alpha, my young dominant straight Man who is quickly learning to own and use fags in addition to women (CLICK HERE for all previous updates on this fascinating story). Texas Alpha’s progress continues to amaze even me. There are several new developments in this latest update. Please click through to keep reading.

As I mentioned in the previous update, Texas Alpha made me buy his fag a chastity cage, a couple of buttplugs, and some fishnet underwear. When I asked Texas Alpha for a picture of his faggot with a buttplug installed, he said that they were still working with the plug because the fag’s hole is too tight. This fact seems to excite Texas Alpha to no end. He cannot hardly wait to puncture his fag’s virgin pussy.

Instead, Texas Alpha sent me a picture of his fag wearing the cage and the fishnet undies I had purchased. When he sent the pics to me, Texas Alpha had this to say:

A few days went by, and an email suddenly appeared in my inbox from Texas Alpha’s fag. Here is what he had to say:

My alpha made me drink his piss last night … I’ve never been more humiliated… He made me drink his piss several
times last night when he was drunk. He would make me drink his piss
directly from his cock so that way he didn’t have to leave the couch
during his video games.

I was concerned about the “humiliated” part of his story, so I asked him if he was hurt or upset. This is how he responded:

Humiliated in a good way.

Incredible! I asked Texas Alpha for his side of the story.

So here we have a straight Man who, prior to meeting me, had never tried anything with another male, and now he has basically enslaved a fag as his own personal property. And Texas Alpha loves it!

When I asked Texas Alpha about how the situation with his fag has affected his relationship with his girlfriend, he said this:

At this point, my mind was reeling. Aside from fucking (Texas Alpha hasn’t deflowered the fag yet), it seemed like Texas Alpha had covered all the bases involved with owning a fag.

Then he upped the ante once again. Here is the conversation I had with Texas Alpha this morning:

That’s right … Texas Alpha is now openly sharing his fag with his friends! These old high school friends took turns pumping the fag’s throat and making him service their every need all weekend. Amazing.

Men like Texas Alpha actually exist in this world. They were born to be worshiped, and they expect nothing less than total devotion and service.

And fags were born to be their slaves forever.

These are eternal truths. Learn to fulfill your role in this natural order.

Specific location, age, stats, and way to contact you. Also if you’re a fag or an Alpha.

The above excerpt comes from a failed negotiation between me and Alpha “Peter.” This is just one of the Alphas I will discuss in this latest update (the previous update can be accessed here).

Alpha Peter

When I last updated, Alpha Peter (a local Alpha) had threatened to rape me in a rather intense text message conversation. Peter is completely straight, but absolutely loves to have his big cock worshiped. 

Unfortunately, I was at the same time getting hastily involved with California Alpha (see below), the dominant straight guy in California that eventually made a claim on me. California Alpha demanded to speak with Peter (since California Alpha considered me his property) about this situation.

During their conversation California Alpha convinced Peter that he should force me to pay $250 every time I sucked his cock. This, of course, excited Peter tremendously. In college, Peter had a much older doctor who would pay $100 every time Peter let him suck his dick, and Peter loved seeing fags so submissive and eager to service him that they’d be willing to pay him for the privilege.

Of course, I balked at such a steep price. Really, I don’t think I should pay for dick. Since I refused, Peter has stopped messaging me. However, I do think he will be back.

California Alpha

California Alpha had decided he wanted to own me, but I was already serving Texas Alpha (he is getting his own updates – here is the latest). Texas Alpha agreed to share me in a rather unique dual partnership. I received my orders in a group chat. They had me doing various chores like checking in with them every morning and evening to reinforce my submission to them.

Very quickly, though, the partnership began to crack. Texas Alpha thought California Alpha was “just kind of a fucking asshole,” while California Alpha kept trying to make me admit I’d rather have him as my sole Owner. The two stopped communicating with each other, making it difficult to know what was happening.

Then California Alpha mostly ruined the situation with Peter with his suggestions, most likely in an attempt to keep me chaste.

After that, California Alpha said he wanted to direct some of his personal fags to me so that I could help train them. I was intrigued by this idea, mainly because it would give me a chance to know more about this west coast Alpha. When asked, California Alpha told me he was making about $1,200 a month taking money from six fags he owned, but he wanted more.

Then, suddenly, California Alpha disappeared. I don’t know what happened to him, and I’m not sure I want to know. California Alpha had one of the sexiest personalities I’ve ever encountered, but he was also a bit toxic, too.

Italian Alpha

Things intensified with Eric, the gorgeous, big-dicked straight Alpha from Milan, Italy. In his mind, the plan to have me move permanently to Italy and become his slave was going to happen within the next year. In fact, he even picked out a maid uniform I would be wearing when not completely nude!

Eric is the perfect Alpha for me. He’s young, well-built, straight, and completely self-centered. For him, our proposed situation wasn’t about sex. It was about ownership. Eric loved the idea of owning a faggot and completely controlling its life. That sounded wonderful to me, too.

However, Eric expected it all right now. He would repeatedly text me all day and night demanding worship from me when I was trying to work or get other things accomplished, and he would get angry when I wouldn’t respond promptly. He also became quite upset when I explained that moving to Italy might be more complicated than he originally thought.

Eventually, it got to the point where I couldn’t breathe. The constant demands wouldn’t be a problem if I had no other responsibilities (i.e. if I were his full-time slave and nothing more), but I can’t do that in my current life.

So I finally blocked him. I know, I’m a bad faggot. I just felt like I couldn’t ever meet his demands and be the kind of faggot he really needs.

Glenn (the work Alpha)

As I said in my last update, I didn’t think things were going in the right direction with Glenn, the black Alpha who visits my office. He was getting back into his relationship with his old girlfriend, and between that and vacations, I hadn’t seen much of him in several weeks.

Monday of last week Glenn came into the office, and he was sick. The poor guy was miserable, but still looked fantastic. Glenn is good at putting up a front.

“I can make you some homemade chicken noodle soup,” I offered as I patted his muscular shoulder.

Glenn smiled. “Yeah, that sounds good. I’d like that.”

“So when do you want me to bring it over?” I asked.

“Naw, man, I’m coming over to your place,” Glenn said sternly.

“You are?” I asked.

“Yeah, that way I can get the soup … and something else. It’s private over at your place.”

I smiled, slightly surprised.

“Maybe I can give you a key so you can get some whenever you need it,” I responded flirtatiously.

Glenn smiled widely. “Fuck yeah.”

Now I just figured Glenn was playing around with me – I never really believe this stuff is happening until it actually happens – so I completely forgot about that conversation by Friday when Glenn came by the office and strode over to my desk.

“You got that key?” Glenn asked immediately.

I slammed my hand down on the desk. “Oh no! I forgot!” I exclaimed.

“Damn,” Glenn muttered, obviously disappointed. “I almost called you last night to remind you.”

My mouth was probably hanging open so widely that a Clydesdale could’ve fucked it. Is it natural for a straight Alpha to be this focused on using a fag? If this is just flirtatious banter, doesn’t it seem odd that the joke has carried on for this length of time?

I’m still not sure if the situation with Glenn will go any farther. First I need to give him that key …

People, please make sure you read directions and follow them. I need your location, age, stats, and some way to contact you.

I don’t currently have anybody in Brazil, although I’m absolutely sure there are Alphas everywhere there. Please give me more specific information about yourself via my email (normalsubmissive@yahoo)

When I turned 17 years old I got a job as a busboy at an Italian restaurant. There I met Roger, the Alpha who eventually helped me discover the truth of my existence as a fag.

I think Roger knew about me from the first day we met. I stumbled over words in his presence, my eyes constantly darting around in hormonal panic mode. I could barely look at him because he was so startlingly beautiful. His face was a cross between a young Richard Gere and Morten Harket of A-Ha.

Roger’s body was perfect, too; thin waist, rippled abs, wide shoulders and worked-out chest. I couldn’t stop staring at him all the time, and Roger immediately noticed the attention. He also loved the attention.

Soon Roger was asking me to hang out at the mall and eventually at his parent’s house. We would listen to some of Roger’s awful metal music and he would tell me about the girls he fucked. I would sit there and listen in rapt attention. Roger thought I was jealous of his conquests, but I was instead imagining myself as one of those girls.

Roger would also make a point of telling me about the size and girth of his cock. I would visibly squirm from the exquisite torture of his descriptions. I would occasionally tease him back, almost daring him to show it to me. Roger would just nonchalantly laugh those comments off.

One afternoon we returned to his house and Roger decided to wrestle me to the ground. I fought back as well as I could, but Roger was a superior foe. After a while of holding me down and slapping me in the face, Roger got up.

“I need to change. Maureen (his girlfriend at the time) will be here soon.” he said. Then he added: “Stay there, faggot.”

Roger disappeared into the laundry room, but left the door open slightly. I crawled over to the crack in the door and peeked inside. There stood Roger fully naked as he put on a fresh pair of underwear. His lithe, tanned body was breathtaking bathed in the light from the upper basement window.

When Roger pulled up his fresh underwear, he turned enough that I could see his cock. It was everything he told me. His limp cock was bigger than mine at full mast. It was so long and fat that Roger had to physically lift it into place inside the new pair of underwear.

Out of fear, I never mentioned to Roger that I had seen his gigantic rod. However, seeing it changed something in me. I suddenly felt tiny in his presence, overwhelmed by a need to serve him.

One night I got my chance. I was in Roger’s basement when he decided he wanted to watch one of those cheesy “women in prison” b-movies. He sat across two chairs, and I laid down on the floor next to him. About halfway through the film, Roger was fidgeting above me.

“Can I have a blow job?” Roger asked timidly.

I wasn’t sure I had heard him correctly, so I asked him to repeat it.

“Can I have a blow job?” he asked again, this time more forcefully.

My heart stopped momentarily. When I regained consciousness, my mind raced. What do I say to that?

“I don’t know how,” I mumbled meekly.

With that, Roger stood up. “Get on your knees,” he said calmly. I clamored to my knees as Roger undid the button on his shorts. In one swift motion, his semi-erect cock was jutting out of his fly, supported by his hand.

“Here,” he said as he wrapped a hand around the back of my head. Within an instant, Roger’s cock was sliding into my mouth. It was so warm, the firm head punching against my tonsils. I was fighting against the urge to choke – it was my first time sucking a cock – but it felt so natural to me.

It didn’t take Roger long to cum – he said he was too excited – and I made the mistake of spitting it out in a moment of panic. I can still remember the taste and my surprise at the sudden bursts of hot liquid in my mouth.

After that, I became Roger’s personal blowjob machine. Needless to say, we spent a lot of time in that basement and I spent a lot of time on my knees.

Unfortunately, I fell in love with Roger just as he was falling in love with the girl that would eventually become his wife. Many nights I would wait for him to come home so I could see him, and I caused far too many fights because of my jealousy. Eventually, Roger ended it with me because he couldn’t handle having a girlfriend and a jealous fag.

I’ve seen Roger only one or two times since then. Whenever I do, he makes it plainly obvious that he wants nothing more to do with me. I always watch him walk away with a great and empty ache. You never let go of your first Alpha.

servingsuperiormen:

followyourslaveheart:

So I have been working on and off with this guy for nearly 6yrs now and we get on so well and have a lot of banter. We consider each other friends. He is totally straight (and I mean TOTALLY straight). He has always been cocky and has that swagger that draws everyone to him. He is good looking and goes to the gym a lot. The thing that I am so drawn to is his natural dominance and Alpha attitude to everything. He is a bit of a player with the women too. Whenever we work together, I would always offer to make him coffee and tea. At first he would say no, that’s ok, I can make it myself in a sec. Then after insisting that it was cool and I didn’t mind at all, he began letting me. Then last year out of the blue he said “make me a coffee!” He didn’t say please and just expected me to do it. I have never felt such a rush in my whole life. Suddenly everything made sense to me and I felt so at home. I couldn’t make it for him quick enough. I am so proud to say that he doesn’t think twice about telling me to make him drinks now. It feels so right. Then just today, the best thing happened. We were talking about general stuff and I had just made him a drink when he said “I need someone like you to come to my house and wash up, clean, serve me drinks…” Then he laughed and said “Maybe I should clone you!” My world seemed to explode. This god like Alpha actually acknowledged that he was worthy of being served.
I’ve been thinking non stop about this all night. I’ve truly realised that in this world there are some Men, not all of them, who are natural-born Alphas and are meant to be in charge. Alphas like him seem to sense who the submissive are around them, it’s truly incredible. I can’t help but wonder if it is a natural heightened sense They have to be able to seek inferiors like me out. He is absolutely my superior and to witness his Alpha skills up close is breathtaking. When he said it, it felt like a test almost, like he was putting it out there to see my reaction. I know for sure that he knows I’m an inferior and I am wondering if I should drop some hints tomorrow that I wouldn’t mind doing these things for him, even if it is under the pretence of a mate being helpful and kind.
What I do know is that this has reinforced my understanding of myself that I was truly meant to serve magnificent natural-born Alphas, proudly.

I hope he finds a way to serve his friend at work.  I found the Man I serve at my workplace, but we were not friends.  That must complicate things. 

Yes, some Men are natural-born Alphas. Sadly, society often forces them into boxes of politeness and political correctness. It sometimes takes years for them to fully exercise their power.

And yes, followyourslaveheart, you need to offer your services. He is absolutely testing you to see how much you’re willing to give him.

Thank you! I’m trying to help wherever and whenever I can!

Thanks for the question. I do not consider fags superior to Women. In the grand scheme of things Women fulfill a role for Alphas and straight Men that no fag could ever hope to equal: bearing children. And let’s face it – Men and Women were built to fuck each other. Their bodies fit together very well, and the design of each gender complements the other nicely. It’s natural.

However, a Man having sex with a Woman comes with various price tags. Some of that is literal; for instance, a Man must woo her with dinners and ply her with drinks before he can get what he wants. But there is also the emotional expense – before giving up sex, women typically expect things like commitment, emotional availability, financial stability, and the willingness to haggle over every insignificant feeling she might have throughout every day.

That doesn’t often sit well with Men, who are instinctual and sexual creatures. Men are visual and visceral animals, particularly in their sex life. They typically like their sex rough, dirty, and degrading. They don’t want to spend two hours discussing the Woman’s feelings in order to get off.

That’s where fags come in. Fags are basically two-holed Fleshlights that will fetch a Man a beer, give a Man money, and clean a Man’s bathroom on command. They are the living equivalent of that favorite pillow every guy fucked as a teenager. Feelings aren’t relevant. The fag exists to serve the Man’s every whim. A fag is like a favorite tool in the garage, a convenience, a slave.

That, plus a fag’s superior cocksucking abilities, gives fags the edge over Women in some situations. But, in general, Women are superior to faggots.

I’ll need to ask permission of Texas Alpha to post more pictures, of course. I’ve been begging Texas Alpha for more pics of his fag with his new puppy tail buttplug in, but TA likes to tease me. Thanks for the interest!

Sadly, no. His phone has been off for some time. Hopefully nothing bad happened. Noah is a wonderful example of how a fag can fulfill his purpose. I miss talking to him.