That simple question asked of me and its answer might prove the most significant moment in the young life of future Apex Alpha Master Dennis. Armed with that knowledge, Master Dennis immediately cunted his faggot twin brother (as detailed in the previous article).
After that, Master Dennis locked up his twin brother’s clit in a chastity cage (after cleaning his brother!!), completing fag brother Tim’s transformation into Master Dennis’ slave.
Master Dennis underscored his faggot’s enhanced attitude this way:
Nature intended it to be this way. My faggot brother always was inferior. Always. He acknowledges it. I know He refers to himself as IT now. It perfectly understands its place.
I remember when we were six or seven I told my parents that I’m superior to my brother, that I’m the boss and I got scolded for saying the obvious truth. When we were alone, my brother instinctively got on its knees and apologized for our parents. It said they don’t understand, but I do.
Amazing!
With this lifelong quest fulfilled, Master Dennis turned his attention toward the three faggots he had been using before claiming his brother. One of the three faggots is six years older than Master Dennis; 16-year-old Master Dennis first fucked that faggot when he was 13 and the faggot was 19 (now 22 years old).
Now that Master Dennis discovered the power of cunting, he set about cunting all three of them in one day. Afterward, he summed up the day’s cunting spree:
Two came hands-free and the third passed out. I finished in him anyway and he thanked me for it. He was totally embarrassed to have passed out.
It felt so terrific. Awesome. You can’t imagine how great I feel.
So now 16-year-old Master Dennis has, in just a few short days, ascended to the highest point in the Hierarchy. He owns four faggots (including his own twin brother) and has a devoted girlfriend. He is the King of his own little Kingdom, and he hasn’t even graduated from secondary school!
One of the greatest Alpha Bulls alive today is Tumblr’s legendary @Natural-Hung-Bull. I have waxed poetic multiple times over this incredible straight Man. Countless words of praise have showered upon him by grateful faggots around the world, either ones who have been conquered by him and the rest of us hoping for a chance.
My hairy Alpha Bull showed a little kindness to me two days ago and sent me the following photographs of his monster cock. This is a tool that has bred many women, produced Alpha sons, and cunted unknown numbers of faggots. It has even been made into a dildo!
The human rectum is built with two rings of powerful muscle tissue. The outer ring (at the anus) is composed of voluntary muscle tissue that is under our control. But several inches inside the rectum is a second ring of muscle tissue that is involuntary and designed to automatically control the flow out of the body.
The feeling of a Man puncturing through that second ring of muscle is profound for a faggot; it’s like a gunshot to the soul. It also feels incredible for the Man, as this involuntary muscle group grips his cock with every thrust.
Generally speaking, a Man must fuck very deeply and powerfully to pop that second ring. You essentially need to rut your faggot into submission. I do personally believe a faggot needs to be deep in subspace so that it is relaxed enough to be cunted. I think that’s why Master Nick’s method of caging his faggot for a week or two prior to cunting is so effective. The cage forces the faggot into a deeply submissive mindset, opening it up to cunting.
This is a supplemental discussion of post about identical twins Dennis (Alpha) and Tim (faggot) who are in a sexual relationship. CLICK HERE for that post.
Disclaimer: I have always maintained a strict policy of avoiding questions and stories involving underage participants. However, the following story was so urgent and so important Hierarchically that I felt compelled to feature it despite my personal stance. Be warned that this true story involves minors engaged in very sexual situations.
FIRST CONTACT
I received a rather frantic message from a stranger a couple of nights ago. It was a 16-year-old boy named Tom. His opening paragraph was a doozy – his identical twin brother Dennis is an Alpha, and Dennis had forced him into a new role as personal cocksucker and faggot. As Tom was struggling with this new reality of daily face-fuckings, Dennis told his fag brother to start reading FagsWorshipAlphas.com in order to learn its true place in the Hierarchy as his faggot.
And that led Tom to write to me. While he understood that he was always naturally submissive to his twin brother, the throat fuckings were an unexpected and increasingly aggressive new twist to their sibling rivalry.
But the situation was threatening to take an even scarier turn: Dennis was intent on fucking Tom’s virgin hole. Tim was terrified of what he was sure was going to be a lot of pain.
Tom wanted to know if any of this is normal. I wasn’t sure how to answer that, since my only previous experiences with brothers involved twin brothers who owned faggots together (remember the Twin Alphas from 2018?). The idea that an Alpha brother would enslave his faggot twin and start using it sexually was brand-new territory for me.
I tried my best to talk Tom down from his panic. It was clear from our conversation that Tom was feeling fulfilled in a peculiar new way when his brother would use his throat and force him into submission, but I generally don’t like to advise people to enter into service relationships with family members. However, this particular situation seemed like it was barreling toward inevitability.
BREEDING
Any doubts disappeared when I began receiving messages from Dennis, the Alpha Twin. From his opening words it was clear that he was (a) totally straight, (b) extremely dominant, and (c) hell-bent on fucking and breeding his faggot brother and owning him.
“Faggot, when I get home I’m going to fuck (Tim) and breed him,” said Alpha Dennis in that determined tone he uses. And that’s exactly what happened, too. Alpha Dennis got home, forced his dick down Tim’s throat, then tossed him onto the bed and mounted him. When Dennis tried to enter his brother’s boy hole, Tim reflexively tried to scurry away. And Dennis grabbed his brother, pinned him down, and rammed his dick all the way in with one powerful thrust. Tim screamed from the initial pain, but soon Tim was “moaning like a bitch” according to Alpha Dennis. At one point Tim went to play with himself and Alpha Dennis slapped him and told him he was not allowed to play with himself.
Then Alpha Dennis pumped Tim’s new pussy full of cum, breeding it thoroughly. After finishing, Alpha Dennis pulled out, spun Tim around, and demanded to be cleaned off. Tim resisted, so Alpha Dennis slapped him hard and forced his dick into Tim’s mouth until Tim finished cleaning it.
With that accomplished and feeling full of newfound power, Alpha Dennis left his fag brother in a heap and went to fuck his girlfriend. Tim began texting in a wild panic, his whole life seemingly falling apart around him. There was some shame, yes, but he was also excited in a way he had never felt before. He said he wanted to masturbate, but he was told he couldn’t. I said, “you really need to go into chastity,” which upset Tim very much. It was like I was pushing for the total removal of his masculinity (which I am). But mainly I felt like chastity would help Tim avoid beatings by his Alpha brother over masturbation.
CUNTING
Later that night after finishing with his girlfriend, Alpha Dennis was grumbling to me about Tim touching his clit and having the audacity to play with himself in his presence. I mentioned chastity, and Alpha Dennis immediately agreed to that course. But he wondered if Tim would submit to that given that Tim seemed to be resisting each level of control placed on him.
“You really need to cunt him,” I mentioned.
“What’s that?” asked Alpha Dennis curiously. I was a bit surprised that this young Alpha, an avid reader of mine for at least a year or more, didn’t know about cunting. So I sent him this link of my primer on cunting. Then he disappeared.
What happened next is classic Alpha behavior. Early the next morning Alpha Dennis went into the bathroom to wash his hands while his brother was showering and caught the faggot playing with himself. In a rage, Alpha Dennis pounced on Tim in the shower and started violently fucking him. That’s when Tim felt a “pop” inside of him and he almost passed out.
Cunted!
Alpha Dennis was so proud that he texted me, “I cunted my first faggot!” Meanwhile, Tim was delirious with excitement after that first feeling of being cunted. Suddenly he was much more submissive and compliant. “Sam, that felt so good!” said Tim.
A bit later Alpha Dennis put Tim under his desk and made him suck his dick while he did homework. After a nice long blowjob, Alpha Dennis came down Tim’s throat.
But Tim had something else on his mind. “Will you cunt me again?” he asked. “Sure!” exclaimed Alpha Dennis, who then grabbed Tim by the hair, pulled him onto the bed, and started fucking him with a newfound ferocity.
And it happened again, only much more spectacularly. Alpha Dennis fully penetrated Tim’s second ring, causing Tim to collapse and involuntarily ejaculate. Said Alpha Dennis: “I could feel the faggot’s muscles gripping onto the head of my dick!”
And here was one interesting twist: Alpha Dennis said that he could feel Tim’s powerful and involuntary orgasm within his own body as if they are one connected being. “It’s a twin thing, but it was pretty awesome!” he said.
THE NEW ORDER
Alpha Dennis has now fully embraced his role as a natural-born Alpha, and Tim has accepted his true role as his brother’s personal faggot and cumdump.
“I think I like fucking faggot pussy better than regular pussy,” said Alpha Dennis. Then he considered the larger scope of the matter and said, “Nature intended it to be this way. My faggot brother always was inferior. Always.”
Speaking of Nature, Alpha Dennis also summed up the fundamental truth hidden within this Hierarchical arrangement. “I also think there’s a reason why cocks fit so perfectly into faggot pussy and why the prostate is at this place (in the male body),” he said matter-of-factly, “It’s natural.”
FINAL THOUGHTS
As I stated at the outset, I had my reservations about sharing this story or even advising them on what to do. On the other hand, I felt responsible for the situation (after all, it was my website that inspired Alpha Dennis) and it was going to happen regardless of what I did.
So I made a choice to break my rule and get involved.
And I’m so very glad I did. It’s clear that Alpha Dennis is an Apex Alpha (I will be writing a follow-up article about Alpha Dennis, because there is so much more to his story of Alphahood) who is at once powerful yet thoughtful, a young Man who can be blunt yet charmingly funny.
And in Tim I see myself, blindly stumbling through a new and alien landscape, yet feeling perfectly at home.
But the one thing this insane story teaches us is the fact that Hierarchy and the roles in it are aspects of our personalities with which we are born. Alpha Dennis had no choice but to become Alpha, yet his identical twin was destined to be a faggot. The faggot of his Alpha twin brother.
In these brothers we have two human males who literally share even the same genetic code, but they couldn’t be any more different. That’s because Nature makes the choices and moves the pieces into their proper places. Nature has written the song of our lives since the day we were born.
We only have to acknowledge it and be brave enough to sing it.
Lord knows I’ve been professing my love of verbal Alphas my entire life. I would never say this to my quieter Alphas, but the Men who were verbal and vocal with me always won my deepest loyalty and my best service. Why? Because, like a jockey spurs winning race horse, so too does an Alpha’s vocalizations push me to greater and more intense levels of service.
So you can imagine how thrilled I was to come across this compilation video of vocal Alphas using faggot cocksuckers!
It’s very easy to get frustrated with the forces that seem to be constantly aligned against me both in and out of the community. I get it – I’m a faggot, which is not exactly an enviable Hierarchical position, and I’m articulate enough to attract attention to some less-than-mainstream ideas. I expect pushback from establishment platforms like Tumblr (cancelled again today) and Twitter. But when I get it from so-called Alphas who act like bitchy faggots, or faggots who act like nosy housewives, then it really becomes too much.
What none of these petty, insignificant people and organizations fail to realize is that I have a large network of support across the internet. Alphas and faggots around the world who get what I’m saying is the truth. My words have been a siren song to them. They hear my song and feel the truth of it deep in their bones, just as I hear their cries for help.
And we rally the wagons. Today I received exquisite support from two beautiful sources. I’m going to share both of them with you.
First of all, my Alpha God @natural-hung-bull rose up in defense of me on Tumblr. It’s pretty clear that some insecure and hateful remnants of the dying community on that platform were instrumental in getting my last Tumblr site pulled down. Here’s what the Great Protector Alpha wrote:
Who is the asshole who keeps sabotaging @fagsworshipalphas? Fucking cunt.
Sam the faggot provides a crucial role in the world of “faggotry” a word he termed. He helped me, for example understand that there is a hierarchy in nature as it relates to faggots: that Alpha Males and men use beta males and faggots routinely. And that there are “faggots” that glorious segment of gay bottoms who live to serve men, like me. I am forever in his debt.
Equally important, he helps faggots find their way. Guides them so that eventually, they submit on their knees before Superior Males. He helps them to understand themselves for what they are. And learn how to discovery their true self. That they are an object. They exist to serve. His advice has led to the service of thousands of men like me. Literally. I’m sure of it.
He speaks his mind. Clearly. And I suppose he’s pissed some princess off who desperately reaches for the truly (meaningless) title of “Alpha Male”. If you’re so fragile that a faggot like Sam is able to upset you, you are no “Alpha”.
You can’t keep a good man down. That also applies to you faggots.
How on Earth could I be deflated or defeated at all when I figuratively have the strong, hairy MAN ARMS of this incredible wrapped around me? I LAUGH in their faces!
After this boost, I received a message that another patron signed up to support this site and my work here. But what really touched me was the following note that a reader named Mario sent me:
Hello Sam!
Your podcasts about yourself (26.5) and your amazing statements about rape (27) have been the most impressive examples of two sides of your true spirit – from deep thankfulness about the magic of life to a raging stand-up for your beliefs. Working in media myself, let me tell you: YOU do everything right – naturally – partly by coincidence even, because it just is “you” that way – and partly very smartly strategically – all mixed up with the “fight for faggot teaching and support”! So in these Corona times financial issues suddenly become unexpectedly relevant again for many people’s existence – but if I can help to keep this website costs a little lower, it’s my pleasure now! THANKS for doing, what – indeed – no-one else is doing online the way you do it!
Mario
What an extraordinary gift that letter proved to be today! I thank Mario (wherever you are) for this refreshing drink of water at just the right time!
The people spending their time trying to derail my efforts or recast them in an ugly light will fail. I have a world full of support, and on darker days like today they all lock arms and catch me.
But most crucially, I have a fire inside of me brighter and more powerful than any hate that could ever be thrown at me. Do you really think a faggot like me that fought against THE WORLD to rescue my Baby Boy, a faggot that stared cancer in the fucking eye and won – do you really think I’m going to get scared or give up or even stop for one second?
If you think I will, you are wrong. Go read those gifts I received today again. I am rejuvenated, not defeated.
What is it about muscular, hairy, well-hung Alpha Bulls that turn faggots into melted butter? Is it their indomitable power? Is it their thickness, their weight, the way they fill every space in every room?
I’ve long been obsessed with the greatest Bull on Earth, the incomparable @Natural-Hung-Bull on Tumblr (Happy Birthday, Master!). Now I have found a younger version of my great Alpha God in a wrestler/Beast named Bull Barrett (@bullybarrett).
I am a dom top and I like humiliating my subs. I met a sub said he wanted to serve me by rimming me. I hate being rimmed and I took it as an insult. Why do subs like rimming a top.
Boy, this is absolutely bizarre, Sir. Was this question triggered by this podcast I just posted? If not, then the coincidence is incredible.
As I discuss in the podcast, rimming a Man is a very submissive act that actually honors a Man’s power. Essentially, any Man who has his ass licked by a submissive owns that submissive, and can make that sub do anything he wants.
I realize that many Men are leery of the experience. However, the transfer of power inherent in the act is beyond anything you can imagine, Sir.
Good evening. i am in need of advice. Quarantine forced many of us to abstinence (in my case, i don’t receive a cum discharge for almost 1 month. That’s why i broke the rules and begged my cum supplier to fuck me. Surprise! He accepted. i was in panic. i thought He would furious and tell me not to be such a stupid fag. But probably He needs to empty His balls too. He’s a 29 year old Alpha Male with lots of testosterone. That was just an introduction….. The problem is that He love dirty sex and He knows what a piggy slut i can be. i do the most nasty things to please Him. Licking the sole of His sneakers is just for wellcome. So…. How to proceed considering the risks that those practices bring? we all know that hygiene and isolation are effective and widely recommended. Although He is wise and smart Male i am not sure how He is going to use me tomorrow. Is it right for me to send Him a message asking for more care? Should i assume that He will be careful and say nothing? If He wants the full service as usual should i obey as always? Even exposing myself to risk? What would you do? Too bad i only posted this today. All advice is welcome. Thank you.
Well, I am just coming across this now. I’m probably too late. I know you want to go all-out, but that might need to be put aside right now. I think you’d probably be safe to take his load without an issue. That said, it’s probably better to wait it out some more. We are all in the same boat with this situation. I’ve been hearing from a lot of faggots and some Alphas about how they badly need contact. We all do. But it’s probably not wise to risk it.
Tristan read the uninformed bullshit written about his situation by @alpha-dade, @thealphatank, and @alpha-sir-Josh. This is his response.
As I said in my podcast last night, none of you know what you’re fucking talking about. I DO.
I don’t give a fuck about your Alpha status or the position you think you hold. Not when it comes to this. I have the receipts and I have the credentials. Faggots know I am working hard for them and they trust me. Many great Alphas do, too.
When I last spoke to Tristan, he had decided to go back over to Sebastian’s house despite the awfulness of the previous two nights. He even showed a little spunk by refusing to bring alcohol over with his as Sebastian had ordered. But I couldn’t shake the gnawing fear that it was going to get worse.
It got much worse.
When Tristan arrived at Sebastian’s house, he was confronted by TEN young Men. Sebastian ordered Tristan to take off all of his clothes while the guys around him laughed.
Then the Men spent hours fucking Tristan’s ass and mouth. “There was almost no time when I didn’t have a dick in both holes,” said Tristan. Sebastian also forced Tristan to drink his piss multiple times, and he was slapped if he didn’t swallow it all.
During the night more Men came into the house and used Tristan, although Tristan said he wasn’t sure how many since much of the night became a blur.
While this is an example of Alpha Pack behavior – how Men will goad each other into deeper and more sadistic forms behavior, that psychological explanation doesn’t justify what happened to Tristan.
Yes, Tristan went there of his own volition. And it’s true, Tristan never said “no” to anything that happened to him.
It’s still rape.
Early in the morning the Pack had finished with him and they dismissed him. Tristan went home and collapsed in bed until 6pm. He awoke to texts from Sebastian – he was ordering Tristan to come over again for more.
Tristan was texting me at the time and said he was going to go over there when I told him to not go. I don’t think it’s my place to tell people what to do, but it’s becoming increasingly clear that this was only going to escalate further.
Then Tristan told me he had blood in his stool. This is not unusual after rough anal sex; I bled for almost two days after I was raped, for instance. I didn’t think it was a medical emergency. Regardless, I told him he needed to go to the doctor, not Sebastian’s house. Or maybe the police. Tristan refused.
In the end, Tristan told Sebastian that he wouldn’t be coming over. Sebastian raged, finally coldly telling Tristan he was “dismissed.”
As a quiet night settles over a crumpled Tristan in Austria, there is still that faggot sense of duty driving his urge to serve. “You know, if he had showed any empathy today,” said Tristan, “I would happily go through it again.”
That’s troubling to me. Time and again I have championed a faggot’s right to be treated with some amount of dignity. I have told faggots that they shouldn’t accept abuse from their Alphas. That they have the right to say “no” to something that is happening, that their bodies are ultimately theirs, and nobody else’s.
Great Alphas are the most incredible beings on Earth, but Destroyer Alphas often slip in like a wolf in sheep’s clothing and abuse the flock. They’re hard to spot until they pounce.
But once we identify them, we need to stop offering our throats to them.
A couple of weeks ago while talking to Master Nick, I became slightly concerned. It really seemed like he was favoring certain faggots over others, and I was sensing some jealousy developing in the house.
So I suggested that Master Nick assemble all four faggots in the living room, put them on their knees, and have them worship him together. I felt like this might reinforce the brotherly bond between the faggots, as well as refocus their attention where it belonged – on the worship of their owner.
Then nothing seemed to happen. I figured he decided against the idea; after all, I’m just a faggot. Who am I to advise an Alpha?
But he did it!
Last Wednesday Master Nick had all four faggots get naked and kneeling in a line in the living room. Then he took off all of his clothes. The first thing he did was go to each faggot and have each one respectfully kiss the head of his erect cock. Then he briefly throat fucked each faggot (“balls deep” according to Master Nick) just to get them started.
Then Master Nick relaxed on the couch while two faggots serviced his cock and two faggots worshiped his feet. After twenty minutes, the faggot pairs switched “stations” on Master Nick’s body.
The faggots coaxed two loads out of Master Nick. He fed the first to cum-hungry Yul, and Chin received the other.
Master Nick loved that experience of being worshiped so attentively. The faggots loved it, too. “It was great!” exclaimed greedy Yul.
Now they’re a united family once more, bound by one purpose: the worship of a King.
Two years ago today I found out I had throat cancer and I had two months to live. I share the voice recording I made for Baby Boy that day, and the lessons the experience taught me in this supplemental episode of the podcast.
This tanned college Alpha bosses around and ravages this older faggot, dumps a couple of loads into it, and then admits he rarely gets to unleash his dominant side with girls.
Little Alexander went on a very interesting field trip today!
Since Alexander excitedly agreed to stay the weekend with an actual slave Master this weekend, Master Simon took him to meet this new Master!
Now, when I say this is a slave Master, I am dead serious – he owns a literal faggot slave. The situation is very similar to the life slave Tim leads with his straight Alpha Master. The faggot sleeps in a cage. It is always naked. It is beaten at least once a week regardless of whether it has made mistakes “just to keep it in the right frame of mind.” It wears a chastity cage resembling an iron maiden with sharp spikes on the inside of the device that looks something like this:
I think the very idea of meeting such an intense Man would terrify most faggots, but not Alexander. He was excited.
So they went to meet this slave Master. Immediately Alexander was commanded to strip completely naked. The slave Master inspected every part of Alexander’s body (which Alexander found to be quite uncomfortable).
Then the slave Master took his slave out and presented it in front of Alexander. The Master began beating the faggot for some extended period of time as Alexander watched in horror. Then, as Master Simon watched, the slave Master mounted Alexander from behind and rammed his cock into Alexander’s already-tender pussy without lube. He then proceeded to pound Alexander violently, a rut that Alexander said hurt considerably. Finally, the slave Master dumped his load in Alexander’s pussy.
The slave Master told Master Simon that Alexander was acceptable enough to stay the weekend in his dungeon of terror.
When Alexander related this story to me, I could feel my heart rate rising. Panic was setting in. I was curious how a naive young virgin faggot could be taking in this much information and experience so quickly.
But what it apparently boils down to is that Alexander is fearless. Nothing phases him, ever. He simply charges into every situation like a rescue dog on a mission; if you told Alexander that he had to suck the dick of an Alpha surrounded by a raging inferno, I’m pretty sure Alexander would charge into the flames as soon as you pointed out the direction. It’s breathtaking.
Also scary. Such enthusiasm can really sustain a person through many troubling moments, but it can also lead you into traps. Hopefully Alexander doesn’t find himself in an iron maiden-like life trap.
I spoke to young Tristan today after the events of the last two days (chronicled in my first controversial Tristan post HERE) had been given some perspective with a decent amount of sleep. Tristan said his ass was sore, but, other than that, he was doing okay.
More importantly, Tristan had decided that he wanted to go back over to Sebastian’s house at 8pm as ordered.
I asked him repeatedly if he was sure he wanted to do that, and he insisted that he did. Is this Stockholm Syndrome? I wondered to myself. If so, Tristan developed it quickly; my post-rape syndrome didn’t settle in for at least a year after it happened. But everybody’s different, of course.
Then Tristan said, “He told me to bring beer with me.” My heart sank a little, knowing what worse things could happen with young straight Men and booze. “I’m not going to do that, though,” added Tristan defiantly, “serving them shouldn’t mean I have to pay for their stuff.”
And that’s when I realized – Tristan isn’t exactly the victimized doormat he’s been labeled by some well-meaning Alphas *. And I ultimately realized that Tristan must make his own decisions in order to live the life he wants to build for himself.
Hopefully this latest decision will turn out well!
* To all of the well-intentioned Alphas labeling me a rape apologist or castigating me for spreading disinformation, I tell you this: you are not faggots. You do not process events the same way we do. You do not have the kinds of needs faggots do.
There is a reason why your own faggots take some of the extreme abuse you dish out. There is a reason why many faggots go above and beyond, performing some of the most outrageous and even dangerous acts ever witnessed.
Faggots have a self-destruct sequence programmed into them. We go over the top so that Men will notice us, and Men will use us. The risks are immaterial to a true faggot, only the reward. Service thirty Men in a club? CHECK. Stick mason jars up our ass? CHECK. Go deeply into debt at the command of a Man? CHECK. And on and on.
When a faggot takes a beating by YOUR hand or is taken roughly without permission, then it’s okay. After all, you’re in control of that situation. But seeing a faggot endure similar circumstances with unknown Men suddenly rings alarm bells. That makes no sense.
As for me, I understand the thing driving Tristan and other faggots (most notably Alexander) to pursue the things they do. I might not always agree with them, and I might worry, but ultimately I understand why they made their choice.
Read that again: “They made their choice.”
I am simply reporting the news, the tough truths of the Alpha/fag dynamic and the Hierarchy in general. I’ve lived it, I know what works and what doesn’t work, and I have a pretty fair sense of what is right and wrong FOR ME.
This website has been and will continue to be a beacon in the night for faggots everywhere, and even some Alphas. I’m laying out the truth like a variety of appetizers and entrees on a big banquet table. My visitors are welcomed to sample whatever they desire at that time. They can also find heftier portions if they so desire.
I only provide the meal. They get to make the choice of what to eat.
I think there is an intensity of emotion that comes from foot worship that is hard to explain. It’s a completely selfless act of worship that isn’t overtly sexual or sexually stimulating. It’s simply an acknowledgement of a faggot’s total submission and yes, LOVE, for the superior Man it serves.
I love to see @LaneVRogers explore his natural dominance more as he’s gotten a bit older and more muscular. With the extra pounds and the Hollywood makeover, it’s clear he’s feeling his power!
Early this morning I began receiving a frantic series of messages from a complete stranger. It was a young faggot named Tristan. This was his eye-opening first paragraph:
Hello. I love your blog, been reading for years. I have this hot friend of a friend. I don’t really know him well, but today I got a text from him, that he wants me to come to his place tonight. That’s all he says. I wouldn’t know why. I never actually talked to him…should I go? He’s got a very big bulge.
Going into it a little deeper, I discovered that Tristan was an anal virgin but was a very skilled cocksucker. It also seemed like Tristan barely knew this straight guy named Sebastian; Tristan couldn’t even figure out how Sebastian got his phone number.
Now Sebastian was asking Tristan over to his house! Tristan’s panic was understandable!
So I figured Sebastian knew Tristan was a faggot and was hoping to get a blow job now that a few discreet years had passed, but I wasn’t sure where it might go. So I instructed Tristan to shave himself completely clean and also wash out his pussy just in case it escalated. So Tristan did that and went over to Sebastian’s house.
Hours and hours passed. I knew it was deep into the night in Austria. Did he fall asleep and forget about me? Then Tristan reappeared with a story that is simultaneously horrifying and thrilling.
I went there and to my surprise there was not only he, but also two of his friends. He said “I told you he’d come” and they laughed. Then he told me to kiss his feet. I was a little taken aback because they were making fun of me, and I just stood there, staring at them.
Then (Sebastian) said, “KISS MY FEET, FAGGOT!!” I dropped on my knees and kissed his feet. They were all laughing and when I looked up again they all had their cocks out and they were stroking them.
At this point Tristan received a call. It was Sebastian. He wanted the faggot to come back over. “Gotta go. Bye,” said Tristan, and he disappeared.
Now I was really anxious. I only had part of the story from the first encounter, and that seemed much more aggressive than I had anticipated. Now there was going to be MORE.
Eventually Tristan returned. He was almost delirious. He continued the story from the previous night:
They humiliated and fucked me last night, I actually think it was rape, they didn’t ask if I want to. After I kissed (Sebastian’s) feet, someone pulled down my pants and shoved a finger inside my ass. I had lubed and he cried ‘the bitch is already wet!!!’ Then his cock was inside me. At the same time the other guy grabbed my hair and shoved his cock inside my mouth. I had two guys fucking me and the other stood there, stroking his dick, waiting for his turn. The guy in my ass came very quickly and the waiting guy took his place. They were really very rough. They used me all night and when they had had enough I was kicked out. Naked. They threw my clothes out of the window. I went home, dropped in my bed, their cum still dripping out of my ass and in my hair and face, and I instantly fell asleep.
A pretty horrifying way to lose your virginity! After hearing this, I was wondering why he went back! Then he told me what happened when he went back over to Sebastian’s house the next day (when he left our conversation):
Today he texted again. I got there, had to get naked, kiss his feet and then clean his flat. When I had finished the other two guys had arrived and they fucked me again. They fucked me, spit on me. One pissed on me, then I was send home, covered in their piss, spit and cum. Fortunately it’s not far.
Tristan came to me overwhelmed and filled with conflicting emotions. He kept asking me: Why did I want to go back there? Why do I want to go back again? What’s wrong with me?
It’s a question I have wrestled with since my rape years ago. There is definitely evidence that the victims of these kinds of traumas develop a longing for the person who caused it. This creates a negative feedback loop in the mind of the victim, as they hurt themselves with self-doubt and shame.
I managed to get through it without therapy, but I definitely when on a whirlwind of aggressive sexual experiences afterward to drive the rape into the background. I don’t want that for Tristan.
What’s the answer? Tristan could cut off all communication with Sebastian … but now that this part of Tristan has been unlocked, can it be pushed back into Pandora’s box again and forgotten? Highly unlikely.
I’d be curious to see Tristan continue this situation and possibly pull Sebastian into a more favorable frame of mind. That would also give Tristan a bit more power and self-esteem.
Whatever Tristan decides, it’s clear what Sebastian wants:
Sebastian kicked me out again, telling me to be there tomorrow at 8 pm and better have my hole prepared, he would invite some friends.
But he owns me now. He says I’m his servant now.
Tristan is planning to go there again. He’s a brave faggot, but I hope such courage doesn’t lead to devastating consequences!
Hi Sam, i recently have discovered that i am an inferior faggot and now have a Superior Man to serve. He wants me in strict chastity, which i am ok with, and wants me to learn to get cunted by his superior cock. My question is this, how long should i expect to be locked in chastity before i can released? I’m nervous about being locked up for such a long period of time that he decides.
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Brother, Congratulations on becoming owned by a powerful Alpha Master! There is nothing like it! As far as your question about chastity, I think you need to expect you will be locked in chastity for as long as you’re serving him. He’s probably not going to let you out for any reason. Hence the phrase “strict chastity.” Don’t worry – after a rough week or two of adjustment, it really isn’t too bad. Sitting down to pee in public places is a little odd, but whatever. A small price to pay in order to honor the cocks of real Man!
There’s something special about facials. It’s the marking aspect of it I think I find intriguing. Whenever I’ve taken loads on my face, I feel humiliated, less than human. Like I’m a piece of tissue paper, a sock, an old shirt.
But it also deeply reinforces subspace.
I think I could watch HOURS of this facial and post-orgasm worship session!
Notice the subspace in the eyes of the cocksucker! The careful way the Alpha scoops and feeds his cum to it! The power differential between Man and inferior!
I think quarantine turned me into a fag? So my roommate and I have been holed up and each other’s only company essentially. I thought we were both straight? Maybe it’s the lack of other human contact and our own pent up sexual frustration.
But the other night, we were joking around with each other and at one point he ended up grabbing my head and putting me in a headlock. Well I threw him off me and we began kind of “boxing” and wrestling each other. We’ve done this before. Only this time at some point he got me in a choke-hold from behind and pinned me up over the table. That’s when I felt him starting to grind against me and felt his cock get hard. I freaked out at first and asked him what the fuck he was doing! He gripped his forearm around my neck tighter and only said “Shut up, I’m almost there.” His breathing got heavier and his thrusts got harder. He grabbed one of my arms and pinned it behind my back so I couldn’t pull his arm off of my neck and he moaned right up against my ear saying “I like you like this. You’re all mine now, boy.”
Then he grunted and slammed his hips harder against me, cumming in his shorts. I was stunned and couldn’t move. He kept me there and took his hand off of my pinned arm and grabbed my cock through my shorts and laughed saying, “See? You liked that.” My cock was hard as a fucking diamond! I pulled him off of me and left without a word to my room and locked the door. I couldn’t stop thinking about that situation and I started stroking my cock. Eventually my mind wandered to imagining him inside of me instead of just dry humping me against the table and I came…harder than I’ve cum in a long fucking time.
He must have been outside of my door trying to listen and heard me moan out. Because he knocked on the door and told me to open up. I told him no way. My mind was going a million miles a minute! Like…my friend…my roommate just assaulted me and I was now masturbating to it a few minutes later? What the fuck is wrong with me??? Yet even now I can’t stop thinking about how I want him to do that again…or how I want to stroke his cock. I want him to pin me like that again. I need some fucking help or this quarantine shit needs to end. I’m feeling so damn confused. We still haven’t talked since though he’s tried and I can tell he’s getting frustrated with me avoiding him.
What would you do in this situation? I’ll be using a temp email to submit stuff I guess because no fucking way am I revealing my actual identity. You seem like someone who knows about this stuff since google and reddit led me here. But I’ve been down a huge rabbit hole of trying to find answers as to what is happening. I haven’t looked at much on your site though.
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CAIQ,
Okay, before anything else, I want you to read through this critical series of posts about a college guy I eventually named “Frat Fag.”
In that thread, you will read about how Frat Fag was assaulted in a very similar way as you by an Alpha Beast named Duke. That thread is one of the cornerstones of this site and critical to understanding the instinctive, unconscious basis of the Alpha/faggot dynamic.
Here is the truth: Alphas can sniff out faggots. They smell us from miles away. We cannot hide from them, and they sometimes use dramatic methods to force a faggot to accept the truth. You just experienced that yourself.
He has triggered something deep inside of you that isn’t going away. Fighting it will only lead to a life of regret and unfulfilled longing.
I have some ideas for next steps, but I want you to read through the Frat Fag experience first. Contact me at fagsworshipalphas@gmail.com, and we can go from there.
Until now, I pretty much had Master Dylan pegged as something of a Destroyer Alpha. He has a sadistic streak, he ruts mercilessly, and pretty much seemed to view faggots as things.
But events can occur to reveal the real heart of an Alpha.
The situation with Master Dylan’s faggots had pretty much stabilized into something resembling a routine. Fags Cody and Ethan had developed a nice rhythm as new roommates in the apartment arranged near Master Dylan’s house. Master Dylan was enjoying the close proximity of pussy, embarking on monumental breeding sessions like the 14-load marathon I chronicled recently. And the third faggot, a 17-year-old affectionately nicknamed “Pinky,” was still living at home with his family and getting bred when he could in between high school classes and homework/chores.
I said he WAS living with his family, as in past tense. Because sadly Pinky’s parents found out their son was gay and getting fucked by a Man, and that didn’t set well their Bible-trained consciences.
So they did what Jesus would do – they threw him out of the house.
Their rationale for this heartless move was their desire to protect Pinky’s younger brother from Pinky’s Satanic influence. Regardless, Pinky – a kid with no money and nowhere to do – was contemplating living in a car to survive (which is better than what many rejected LGBTQ face).
But Master Dylan found out about this injustice, and immediately demanded that Pinky stay in the apartment with his two fag brothers. Once more, Cody took the lead in helping settle Pinky into his new digs and feel comfortable there.
The bills in the apartment are covered by Master Dylan, Cody, and Ethan. Pinky handles the cleaning in the place. And, in another brilliant move, Master Dylan withholds loads from Pinky until the faggot can prove he’s done his homework. Alpha control at its best!
Once more, phony Christian values have been supplanted by natural law! Hierarchy is the only true religion!
A short clip, but it says so much. It’s primary message is this: faggots are essentially holes for Men to fuck and breed.
These two Alphas don’t care about the faggot they’re double teaming. It’s choking on a dick and moaning loudly, but they’re busy having fun with each other.
The development of little newbie faggot Alexander continues at a breakneck pace! Simon, Alexander’s Master, has decided that he should train Alexander to drink his piss.
This is usually a line for many faggots. There is a natural revulsion toward urine given that it is an excreted waste product. Additionally, there is a deep catalog of evidence in both the animal kingdom and human history that urine is used for the purpose of humiliation and aggression. It’s something we all understand, and that’s mainly why faggots recoil from being pissed on or swallowing it.
From a health standpoint, while urine might not be the most refreshing of beverages, it’s largely harmless to ingest (some claim there are health benefits, though given my bout with cancer they apparently were never transferred to me). Sometimes it tastes pretty strong, but most of the time a healthy Man’s piss barely tastes of anything. That’s because it’s mostly made of water.
I have swallowed piss for years, and I’ve been pissed on many times as well. The first time I ever did it, I had this feeling of falling off a cliff. In my mind, I just kept saying, “okay, here we goooo …” while separating myself from what was happening to my body. Over time, I came to appreciate the experience of drinking a Man’s piss. It’s supremely humbling.
But, for whatever reason, I became apprehensive when Master Simon told me of his plans for little Alexander. The faggot was just deflowered a week ago, kicked out of his parent’s house, and was now serving a Man full-time. That felt like enough for now. I was afraid adding this new assignment might terrify the boy, give him anxiety, and make him stop.
Boy, was I wrong!
First, I received this message from Master Simon:
I started conditioning him on my piss today. I started with my morning piss, because I wanted to see how he’d react. To my surprise, he drank it all!!! This boy is absolutely fascinating!
Then came Alexander’s excited account:
I drank Masters piss, Sam!!!! It was very strong and the first sip was kinda weird, but I knew I’m drinking something very special and I drank it all. Master is SO proud. He says I’m a very good boy.
Incredible!
I continue to marvel at Alexander’s internal strength and conviction. He takes orders spectacularly well; the kid was born to be a faggot! When someone of some authority gives him a command, he simply follows it exactly without question or hesitation! Breathtaking!
Master Simon later revealed to me that the piss training was part of a larger plan – to make Alexander a SLAVE. As shown by the example of Tim the fag slave, the life of a slave is radically different from the run-of-the-mill faggot. There’s a dehumanization to it that is several levels deeper into subspace.
But Alexander seems eager for the challenges that lie directly ahead.
OMG I’m so proud to have found such a good Master. I often read that Masters would treat their faggots like shit, but Master is always nice. He’s strict and when I misbehave I get punished, but he’s always nice, and after he has punished me, he takes me in his arms or strokes my hair. I do everything he wants anyway. I just was allowed to drink his piss again. Directly from his cock. Of course I drank every drop and I thanked him for it. He said I was such a good boy.
As such, Master Simon has arranged for the next phase of Alexander’s slave training – serving multiple Men at once.
Master has invited a friend tonight to fuck me. He says I must get used to serve all men. Of course I’m looking forward to it very much.
So be happy for little Alexander as his life is completely reshaped in Master Simon’s knowledgeable hands!
This is what happens when an older Alpha finds a young faggot out and manages to get it into the back seat of a car. Notice how the Alpha slams the faggot’s face into the window and holds it there when it’s time to breed the bitch!
This is part of a series of posts chronicling the exploits of Master Daniel, a Scottish Alpha who is a close friend of Master Yannick. To see these posts in chronological order, CLICK HERE!
It seems that Master Yannick isn’t the only great Alpha prowling the marshy plains of Scotland. His good friend and fellow Alpha Master Daniel has spent a lifetime using faggots. I’ve mentioned Master Daniel multiple times recently in the stories of the subjugation of Fionn the faggot of Master Yannick.
I wasn’t sure I would be granted access to Master Daniel, but Fionn convinced this great Alpha to contact me. I am so very glad he did, because in my days-long conversations with him, I discovered a story of true and natural Alphahood that left me stunned.
Master Daniel’s story of Alphahood begins with perhaps the earliest recalled memories I’ve ever heard before. He remembers having an interest in boy assholes at the age of five or six, and the boys he played with at that age would suck on his unusually large penis (for that age). “I always found it fascinating what can go inside an asshole,” remarked Master Daniel.
Master Daniel fucked his first boy at age 12. The boy, a classmate named Scotty, became Master Daniel’s first faggot. With Scott, Master Daniel quickly began to try all sorts of things with his faggot’s body, including clamps. Remarkably, Scotty has proven to be a lifelong faggot of Master Daniel; he served for twelve years before moving for work, and still serves several times a year even though they live far apart!
Despite the positive experience with Scott, Master Daniel never felt compelled to own a faggot as a live-in servant. “I usually don’t ‘own’ faggots. I just use them,” remarked Master Daniel. And he’s used hundreds of faggots over the years.
But something changed in Master Daniel when he watched his friend Master Yannick make a move toward full-time ownership of Fionn, and then with the other two faggots as well. Master Daniel was even the recipient of such live-in advantages, as he was able to fuck Fionn and the newest faggot as much as he wanted.
So Master Daniel decided to try that for himself with a faggot he had been fucking since they met on New Year’s Eve. Part of the reason for this was the impending plague sweeping across the world; Master Daniel saw utility in having an in-house faggot to fuck.
The faggot is young and inexperienced, but it is learning. Master Daniel enjoys blowjobs from the faggot every morning, followed by a freshly-prepared breakfast made by the faggot. “It’s amazing!” exclaimed Master Daniel.
I’m getting a taste for live-in fags. It’s so comfortable. You just tell them to get their ass up if you need a fuck, no need to go out and look out for them.
Of course, an inexperienced faggot serving an Alpha full-time can often have problems adjusting to its new reality. Here’s a recent issue:
He refused to suck my cock. He wanted me to take off the chastity cage first, then he would suck me. I told him he’s not entitled to negotiate anything. I decide, and if he didn’t suck me it was one more reason to have him caged. He started to cry and I had him kneel in the corner. He’s quiet now.
When Master Daniel related this incident to me, he asked how it might be broken of its independent spirit. I suggested that Master Daniel force the rebellious faggot to drink his piss, or have it lick his ass. “Uhhh that’s a brilliant idea,” remarked Master Daniel.
And that’s exactly what he did! Master Daniel surprised the new faggot with an order to lick his ass.
A day or two later, I received this message:
Hey, faggot Sam. You’re advice was great. He hated to lick my ass, every second of it. Perfect punishment. Lol
Most punishments are initially awful, but after they work their magic, the results are often spectacular. Notice the change after a few days of ass licking:
Since I have my faggot lick my ass every morning he’s become much more humble. I hope he gets where his place is now.
It has been an extraordinary privilege to get to know Master Daniel. You know what impressed me the most? The fact that, despite his years of experience and his Alphahood, he’s still learning and expanding his knowledge and power. This takes a sort of humility and thoughtfulness that not many Alphas possess!
The best years of Master Daniel’s Alpha life still lie ahead!
I’ve read your recent posts.You need to check where your head has gotten to. Your recent posts promote or condone drug use to young people, alongside various forms of family conflict, home-wrecking and marital destruction, all in the name of “alpha gods” who sometimes are mere beggars (as they beg the public for money). I understand that you love Big Cock and have a viewpoint about male hierarchy. Fine. Glad you have a viewpoint. But it sometimes happens that people talk themselves, little by little, into more and more extreme forms of their favorite viewpoint. In everyday terms, they get their heads jammed up into their own asses. It happens gradually by degrees, so they never quite notice it until somebody else does them the positive service of pointing it out.
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I have no idea what you’re talking about as far as condoning drug use – I don’t take drugs, and I’m one of those weird faggots who even decries the use of poppers (which are relatively harmless if used sporadically or in a targeted manner). So I don’t get what you’re talking about there.
I know what you’re referring to about “home wrecking” – look, this is the way of nature. Sorry if that offends you. Master Kyle was responding to the signals of the female animal – you know, the one in the relationship – and he took control of the situation. The husband is a beta cuck. He THANKED Master Kyle afterward!!
I fully understand what you’re saying about a warping of viewpoint over time. I do try to remain as consistent as possible. Admittedly, my viewpoints sometimes have adjusted over time based on a variety of forces (most notably on findom and chastity), but for the most part I believe I am pretty consistent.
If you want to challenge me over something, I think my opinions on rape is a problem that I do receive a fair amount of flack for expressing. I have admitted that is an issue with which I continue to struggle (due to past events), and I continue to work toward a cohesive and acceptable theory on that particular subject.
I do appreciate the feedback. Like you said, I consider it a “positive service” on your part. Thank you.
An hands free cum is a high point for a fag, I like Dom and alpha I try to get my fagots to free themselves from their dicks and think only of their holes, so they get even more hungry to serve me. How could I do to give my fagots an hands free whenever I fuck them? Hi from Brazil
Thank you for writing to me, Sir!
First of all, I commend you for looking more deeply into how to make the act of fucking more pleasurable for both of you! That’s kind of you.
We need to keep in mind where the prostate is located. Its general location is inside the body in the space between the anus and scrotum called the perianeum. Also known as the “taint.” So if the faggot is lying on its back, you’d insert a finger into the anus and then point your finger upwards toward the front of its body. If the faggot is on all fours, then the reverse (in, and down) would lead to the prostate.
So with that in mind, it’s easy to devise how to fuck if you want to hit the prostate. For example, if you’re fucking the faggot doggie-style, you want to mount the faggot higher up on its ass, and essentially fuck downward. If the faggot is on its back, you want to stroke upward into the faggot’s pussy to hit the spot.
I hope that helps, Sir! Thank you again for writing!
Here is Apex Alpha Beast @fedz_101 basically fucking as hard as one Man can fuck anything. You can tell the bitch was CUNTED from this RUT; notice the legs shaking and its inability to move.
Hey, I’m an 18 yr old Australian faggot who’s never served an alpha, or been fucked before. Very recently I found this dominant, hung alpha who can’t wait to cunt me when the whole virus shit blows over. I’m really desperate to get fucked by this amazing alpha, but I’m very scared given he’s just over 10 inches – but he insists he wants to rut in my hole and destroy my second ring when it’s totally virgin. He’s instructing me not to play with my pussy either. What can I do to help my hole when the time comes? He’s suggested maybe drugs to help loosen me up on the day and make me more slutty (is this a good idea?), but aside from that, nothing else. Any advice from a fellow, experienced fag like you would be welcome.
My standard preparation procedure that I always recommend includes buttplugs and/or dildos (but mainly buttplugs) to not so much loosen the hole but to get the muscles acquainted with an object lodged in there. However, he’s forbidden the use of them, soooo … Drugs (known as poppers) are often used to produce temporary euphoria as well as cause the muscles throughout the body to weaken. This usually allows you to take larger objects into the rectum without much difficulty. I also highly recommend liberally applying a lube called GUN OIL. It’s the best anal lube on the market. Use A LOT of it, slathering it on his dick and around/in your hole. It will make a world of difference. And also this: RELAX. He can’t kill you or seriously hurt you. Millions and millions of people have been assfucked by everything under the sun. Your hole isn’t any different. Instead, look at this Alpha’s like a challenge! Get excited! You’re about to be fucked by a GOD!
This video perfectly illustrates why Alphas keep in-house faggots. It’s handy to have an always-eager cocksucker available whenever you need to drop a load.
Jason Vario (@JasonVarioXXX) is an Apex Alpha porn Star. He’s unapologetic about his desire to use faggots for his disposable pleasure. He’s like a tanner Austin Wolf. An animal of a Man.
Muscle worship is a specifically Male-centric pursuit designed to stroke the Male ego. Men want their bodies admired, adored, worshiped. It makes them more dominant.
Every so often I have a crazy, mind-blowing story drop right into my lap. This website serves as something of a funnel for the experiences happening around the Hierarchy. I then follow the leads, and eventually get the true story (if it’s there). But the following story is not only true, but it’s also insane and inspirational.
A faggot named Michael left a message in the comments section of this Questions From Readers post here on the site. When I read it, I was stunned. Here it is:
My experience has been just the opposite. My apartment building is filled with totally hot Men now working from home and away from their girlfriends. It started when a Gen Z guy I’ve always admired when working out in the apartment building gym complained that He wasn’t “getting any.” “I can fix that,” I offered, and when we finished our workout we went back to His apartment and I gave Him the blow job of His life. Well, bless His heart, He passed the word on to His Alpha friends in the building (I’m thrilled to learn there are so many Alphas here) and since then, it’s been several times a day, either Him or one or more of His buddies. I couldn’t be happier if this quarantine business goes on for months.
Believe me, I sat there and re-read that comment multiple times in disbelief. I had to know more, so I looked up his email address in the system and contacted him. After some back-and-forth, Michael told me more about this incredible situation.
I am making the quarantine more tolerable for the Alphas in my apartment building. I am surprised that more faggots aren’t taking advantage of this opportunity. What can I say? I suspect that these guys are totally straight because to a man every one of them was blown away (pun intended) by the first bj I gave them. They simply were not used to that kind of quality. A few have been really tentative upon ringing my doorbell. They were as horny as fuck and had steeled themselves to the idea of having a guy swing on their dicks, but they still needed reassurance when confronting the fact that they were now in my apartment, and the idea wasn’t abstract any longer. It is so satisfying to me to see the shy and tentative ones come back. I average about 3-4 blow jobs a day. My daily best was 14. So far, there has never been more than one Man at a time.
The guy that I first served (that I discussed in my comment)we went back to His apartment. The place really was a mess, and so after His blow job, I suggested that I clean the place up. He was kind of taken aback, and I had to do some fancy talking to get Him to let me clean His place and do His laundry. I have to say that I love this as much as I love sucking His gorgeous cock. As you understand, Sam, our purpose in life is to make the lives of Superior Alphas easier and more enjoyable. I think that being cooped up, away from their girlfriends, and especially from their Alpha buddies, really stresses these guys out. And so, it is an ideal circumstance for faggots like me to fulfill their purpose for being.
I pressed for more information, and Michael added this:
I have been living in apartments for quite awhile and it was only the fact of the quarantine that I was moved to offer up my services. I’ve been missing years of opportunity. Actually, i had been eyeing this guy for months — in the elevator, in the garage, in the gym. He’s awesomely gorgeous, carries Himself like a true Alpha, kind of oblivious to His entitlement, His superiority. He has an incredible body that not even His baggy gym clothes can hide. i was kind of shocked when He just spoke up that day and told me that He was missing steady sex with His girl friend who was isolated on the other side of town. i don’t know, maybe He spotted me for a cocksucking faggot, but He certainly didn’t treat me that way. I think He was genuinely surprised when I offered. And if He considered me at all it was for a blow job. While he was a little surprised when I offered to clean His apartment, He has since discovered the advantages of having a faggot. He has never acknowledged having passed the word about me off to other men in the building, but I can think of no other way these guys started showing up at my door.
Let this be a lesson – Alpha Males are sharks, and when they smell blood in the water, they come for miles and work themselves into a feeding frenzy.
There’s no way an apartment complex full of single, quarantined Alphas will pass on a talented cocksucking faggot who also cleans up after them. These guys look at the use of a faggot in this situation like it is a urinal trough at Wrigley Field, or the final drunk fat chick left in the bar at last call. Guys understand. They don’t judge each other. Men do what they must, and they fist-bump the next guy coming in while they zip up on their way out the door.
For a faggot like Michael, this is the pinnacle of his service life.
After the epidemic passes and we all return to our “normal” lives, it’s highly likely that one or more of these Alphas will retain Michael’s services, or find themselves another faggot to use. Think about this: Michael’s bravery has resulted in an arrangement in that apartment complex that will fundamentally change these straight Alphas forever!
Well, things continue to rapidly and dramatically ramp up in the world of 18-year-old faggot Alexander!
This post is a adjunct to this monumental post from yesterday about Alexander’s deflowering. As I reported in that article, Alexander stayed the night at Master Simon’s house. The next morning, Master Simon encouraged Alexander to do something very special.
He told Alexander to come out as gay to his parents!
Much to his credit, Alexander continues to wisely listen to correct information and then bravely act on it. He did that with my original advice, and he did so when his Master told him it was time to come clean with his family.
So Alexander went to his house and dropped the bombshell on them. They were very upset, although most of their anger was (understandably) directed at the older neighbor who was fucking their son. Their reaction was so hysterical that Alexander left the house and ran to the safety of Master Simon.
In tears, Alexander related the terrible reaction of his parents to Master Simon. Surprisingly, Master Simon was calm, and that immediately eased Alexander’s anxiety. Then Master Simon told Alexander to remain in the house, because he was going to walk over to Alexander’s house and confront the parents!
OH NO!
So Master Simon left to handle the irate parents, and Alexander began texting me, terrified. Would Master Simon get into a fight? Would his parents disown him? All sorts of fears swirled through his mind!
After a while, Alexander received a call to come home.
I apologized to my parents though I didn’t think I had done anything wrong, but Master told me to, and you know – no discussion, no talkback. He later explained to me, that though my parents had been wrong, I wasn’t in a position to be rude to my parents. I have to pay them respect.
My parents accepted my apology and my father then said I should go to my room and stay there, but Master said he thought it would be better if I packed a few things and stayed with him until things had calmed down.
My father told him I was his son and he would decide where I live and he shouted at me ‘GO TO YOUR FUCKING room!’, but Master said quietly ‘well I think we should let Alex decide. He’s 18. He’s an adult.’
My parents stared at me expectingly, and Master smiled at me. I said I’d like to go with Simon.’ then I ran to my room and packed what I needed. Master was waiting for me, no one said a word.
When we walked out of the door Master said they should think about what he had said and they knew where to find me.
Then we left.
I will admit that I was somewhat uncomfortable with the aggressiveness with which Master Simon attacked and used little Alexander at first. I even felt a little guilty for encouraging him to venture into the lion’s den unprepared.
But it appears that Alexander has, instead, lucked into the most incredibly-fortunate situation imaginable. He’s a faggot who just happens to have a Protector Alpha living right next door.
I really commend Master Simon for wisely employing his Alpha powers to control and subdue Alexander’s parents. It shows the intrinsic ability Alphas have to bend the wills of lesser humans. It’s a form of mind control. A Jedi mind trick. It’s like the techniques a farmer uses to make the cattle go where he wants. Alpha magic!
This has been a whirlwind 2-3 days in the life of a faggot who, just a week ago, never dreamed about the dramatic changes that are now reality in his new life! This is what’s possible when we are brave and reach out for what we truly want regardless of the risk!
Alexander’s dreams are coming true!
“Sam, I don’t regret one single thing,” said Alexander afterward. That’s because he ACTED!
Live without regret and ACT like Alexander! Amazing dreams can come true for you, too!
This is the extraordinary story of 17-year-old straight Alpha Kyle, son of a 51-year-old married Alpha named Sir Rob who is grooming his Alpha son to own and use faggots. CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!
Given the reader reaction to my previous post chronicling the savage cucking young Master Kyle administered on his neighbor and his wife, I think it’s fair to say that the accomplished act was a rousing success. It’s clear that most of my readers agree with me on two points: (1) Master Kyle is a GOD-MAN, and (2) Master Kyle’s actions, while brash, were necessary to restore the Natural Order.
Viral plague or not, it was clear that Master Kyle wasn’t going to stop plugging the hot wife next door. It was more than just the sex, though. The cucking of the husband made Master Kyle almost feel like it was his DUTY to continue fucking this guy’s wife and humiliating him in the process. From a Hierarchical perspective, that is very true.
So a few days ago Master Kyle made explicit plans to go over to their house and fuck the living hell out of her again while the beta husband sat by and watched him work.
So here’s Master Kyle’s report:
So when I got to their place that evening, they already had opened a bottle of wine for me and the wife. We drank a little and I was just so horny that I told her to suck me off right away. She did.
Her husband was in the corner and I was feeling VERY dominant that night so I started to tease him. Saying he had a tiny cock, he could never please his wife, he wasn’t a man, stuff like that. And each time I humiliated him, her wife was moaning on my cock. I came in her mouth (she choked on it because of the size of my load lol) and I started fucking her, in a complete rut.
We fucked on the couch, in the kitchen, the bed, the shower…EVERYWHERE. I wanted him to remember I fucked his wife in every single place of his home. His wife was loving that shit. I lost count of her orgasms. From time to time, when I just came in her, I made the hubby lick my balls and my cock clean then rubbed it all over his face.
I left in the afternoon the next day. I ended up blowing 11 loads in her. Pretty sure shes pregnant now. When I left, her husband hugged me and said thank you, Sir. Don’t get why … his wife was a fucking mess full of my cum at the end.
It’s amusing to watch Master Kyle grapple with the enormous natural power he’s been given. It’s like watching Superman discover that he can outrun a train or fly or stop a speeding bullet. “Whoa, I can do that, too?!?”
Master Kyle is not even 18-years-old yet, and he’s already able to effortlessly and confidently humiliate an older married Man while breeding his wife. And he owns three faggots. And he has a hot, model-ready girlfriend. I know it’s not beyond the scope of what Alphas can do, but it’s the fact that he’s doing it already at such a young age. It’s scary.
Master Kyle was confused by the husband’s reaction as he was leaving – he hugged me and thanked me for fucking his wife?? – so he asked me my opinion.
I replied thusly: This husband was not a Man, and he was embarrassing other Men by pretending he was something he’s not. You revealed his truth to his wife, but ALSO TO HIM. It’s just like when an Alpha confronts a closeted faggot and forces it into service. It might seem rough or “wrong,” but really the Alpha is making the faggot accept uncomfortable truths and giving it the space to be what it was born to be.
Master Kyle seemed to understand this a little better in that contextual light.
It’s funny how dramatically Alpha power can change lives. They often FORCE change simply by their presence. It’s almost as if the will of others bends around them like light around a black hole.
I often wonder what our world would be like if more Alphas used their power to remake lives like Master Kyle has done in the last few months. If they took their commission as Alphas as seriously as Master Kyle. I think so many more people would be freed from the shackles of their fake personas and experience the true nature of their beings if Alphas began doing more of this!
You see, this beta husband has been dramatically slapped awake by the Alpha power of Master Kyle. He has the taste of Master Kyle’s cock in his mouth, the scent of Master Kyle’s balls on his face and in his hair. The house he shares with his (former) wife is perfumed with the smells of their day and night of wet animal fucking.
Those markers might fade with time, but the mark Master Kyle left on this beta’s soul will last a lifetime.
Is being a faggot a hereditary trait? Or maybe predisposed and triggered? I have a set of holes that I’ve been using since his 3yo son is born, black baby (the sissy is Latino)… You guessed it but still raising it since his “beard” vanished with his boss. As a fag rag, should he take precautions even if it’s not his blood?
Thank you for writing to me, Sir!
I don’t think there is any evidence to suggest that faghood is hereditary. In fact, I have known beta and faggot fathers who have produced Alpha sons. Regardless, I’m not sure what “precautions” could be taken in this case. A child is going to become what it was meant to become, Sir. Anyway, the faggot is just a set of holes to you, so why should you care at all?
This was posted by Natural-Hung-Bull on Tumblr. Reposted here for posterity.
From the beta flock :
I once served a straight Dom man who was the nicest guy in the world. So kind and sweet, and he said, “Give me a kiss” and I leaned in to kiss his mouth, and he laughed and said. “Oh, no. That’s my mouth hole. That’s where I kiss women. There’s only one hole I kiss faggots with.” And he lowered his pants.
“Faggots like you kiss my asshole.” He said it so plainly, so matter-of-factly. I got down on my knees and rimmed him for a good twenty minutes, just slobbering away. When I stood up he said,” That’s how a Real Man and a faggot make out.”
Fantastic. Sounds appropriate and about right, although traditional (vs appropriate) making out w a faggot is the best way to completely subdue any remnants of his masculinity before using it.
The following is a critical piece written by Alpha-Dade on Tumblr. Reproduced here for posterity.
Contrary to popular belief, not all faggots are born to serve. Whether by nature or nurture, some faggots spirit just can’t be broken. No amount of pain, torture or training, can bend the faggot to your will. Certainly some shouldn’t be broken or even have to be.
Their sense of uniqueness is not a bad thing, but it does complicate an already delicate dance between alpha and faggot. The internet teaches this faggot that it’s born for service and nothing less than standing in the shadow of an alpha god should be its life goal. So the search for the elusive alpha begins and ultimately when it finds one, the alpha tries to break the faggot and prepare it for training as has been done for centuries.
Unlike faggots who truly desire nothing more than a life in service, the obstinate faggot finds that the necessary steps in training are no longer palatable and its true self appears. The look of defiance on the faggots face is a clear and unmistakable indicator that it was never meant to serve and the only option is dismissal.
An experienced alpha will take the opportunity to teach rather than chastise. Help grow rather than tear down. Look for the signs because sometimes the faggot itself won’t understand why it is the way it is and will need your help to find its way.
Back in the good old days of porn Tumblr there was an inspirational faggot who called himself Caged Jock. He had a gorgeous body, but the tiniest little cage securing his little Asian penis.
After the Tumblr meltdown Caged Jock went into professional porn, which seemed like a natural transition.
After I posted my first account of fag Alexander’s initial submission to his neighbor Alpha Simon, the faggot was nearly hysterical. It sounded very much like Alpha Simon was gearing up to take Alexander’s virginity.
So I instructed Alexander to shave his ass and pubic hair. I also instructed him to buy some lube (which he didn’t do). I kept reminding him to just breathe, that this Alpha clearly knows what he’s doing and won’t hurt him too much.
So then Alexander received a message to come over to Alpha Simon’s house at 10am.
Then this happened:
So I went over to his house at 10 am yesterday morning. He opened – he was completely naked – and as I went inside he turned and walked away, only saying ‘take your clothes off, boy!’ I took my clothes off, then followed him into his bedroom. He was sitting on his bed, his legs spread and as he didn’t say anything I started to suck his cock. I think, he really enjoyed it, as he was moaning a lot. He had put his hand on my head and guided me, telling me to keep my teeth to myself, and then he grabbed my hair. It hurt a little but – I don’t know – felt somewhat good at the same time. Then he had me lay on the bed, my head weirdly over the edge and he got up and fucked my throat. I found that even worse then when he fucked my throat when I was kneeling, but he seemed to enjoy it a lot. He came into my mouth and told me to keep his cum inside my mouth. Then flipped me around and also came onto my asshole.
When he had finished he asked if I had prepared my pussy for his cock. I (as I wasn’t allowed to swallow) mumbled Yes, but I couldn’t get lube. And he said well, that shouldn’t stop me, should it?I didn’t dare to ask for a condom or about any diseases.
Then he sat back in the bed and told me to go on all fours, with my ass pointing at him. He rubbed his cum inside my asshole first with one finger, like drawing circles, then he put two fingers insideHe said I was a good boy and that I had a beautiful tight pussy. Then I felt something cold on my ass – lube – thank God – I thought, and he slowly worked in a third finger! This took ages. I don’t know how long he kept doing this, but he also kept hitting my prostate I assume and it felt so good and my hand reached for my cock again – he slapped me hard on my ass.
DON’T
YOU
EVER
TOUCH
YOUR
CLIT
IN
MY
PRESENCE
AGAIN
He said softly, but sharp at the same time, if you know what I mean. Very slowly. He said the next time I would touch my clit I would get a spanking. Then he continued doing his thing with my asshole, and
He also kissed my ass stroked it, but his fingers still kept going deep inside. Eventually, I was SO close to cum and I wondered if he would spank me if I came without his permission, but at this point he suddenly pulled his fingers out, and lined his cock at my hole. “Ok, your pussy is ready for my cock now,” he said, and I could feel him pushing inside. He went slowly, leaving me time to adjust, but he kept telling me what a good boy I was. I was so proud!
When he was all inside he started to go back and forth, slowly first, but then getting faster. I can’t even say if it did hurt or not, I was somewhere else. He told me how good my tight cunt felt on his cock and what a good boy I was. I’m ashamed to say that I came – but I came handsfree. A few minutes later he also came, but deep inside my ass. Then we both were laying on his bed, gasping for breath, and he smiled at me and said that he had enjoyed my pussy a lot.
I wondered if I should leave, but he said he needed to place a second load in my pussyWith this he was over me, my legs over his shoulders and before I knew what was happening he was inside my hole again. This time he watched my face all the time while he was fucking my ass.
He came inside my ass again, then he pulled out and he held his still hard cock in front of my mouth. “You know what a good boy does with his Master’s cock, after he brought joy to his pussy?” He asked. Of course I knew what he meant, I’ve been a reader of your blog for three years! But it was so disgusting, thinking about all that was on his cock. “Open your mouth, boy,” He said quietly, “You need to learn to clean a cock. It won’t kill you.” I hadn’t known sex was so messy! I was thankful to you for telling me to clean out properly! I opened my mouth and he shoved it inside. It tasted disgusting, and I thought I was going to puke. All the while he was watching my face, grinning. I think he had fun. When he was clean he laid back in the bed, and he had my head on his crotch and he was stroking through my hair.
He said just to make things clear, he wasn’t my lover or boyfriend. He was much more than that … He was my Master. He would own me, possess me.
From now on I would do everything he would tell me to do, without discussion or talking back. He expected me to respond to his texts within a minute, if he tells me to come to his place, I would do so ASAP, No matter what I was doing. I asked what if I’m back at school. He sighed and said ASAP. Also I must take my clothes off as soon as I enter his house. I must always address him as Sir or Master. I must kneel and look down when he enters a room. He said he might share me with friends, but not now. All the time he was stroking through my hair and that felt so good to me. Then he told me to change the sheets in his bed and go back to my parents.
What an amazing first experience! Alexander was so overjoyed going home that he went and immediately screwed up:
He said I’m not allowed to masturbate without his permission. I did. First thing when I got home.
A few hours passed. Then Alpha Simon texted Alexander and ordered the faggot back over to his house for another breeding. So Alexander ran over there.
I dropped everything and ran to his house. The door was open. I went in, closed it and took my clothes off. He was waiting in the bedroom. I dropped on my knees and looked down.
He said, “Good boy … Now look at me.”
I looked at him and his cock was already hard. “Did you touch your clit?” He asked. I wondered if I should say no, but then I thought he’d probably know that I had. “Yes, Sir,” I said, “I’m sorry, Sir.”
“You came without my permission?” He asked. “Yes, Sir.” I looked down again, feeling ashamed.
“Bend over the bed,” he said, while he was getting up. I obeyed. I remembered what he had said. No discussion, no talking back.
“Good boy,” he said, then he spanked my ass with a brush. I didn’t know a brush could hurt that much!
“I don’t enjoy punishing you,” he said after he had finished, “but you need to be punished when you disobey.” I said “yes, Sir. I understand.”
His cock was soft again and then he told me to get it hard. I sucked him and when he was hard he flipped me over, I felt lube on my hole and he pushed inside. He didn’t go slow this time, and he fucked me more roughly than he had before. He told me not to shower when I get home, he wanted his cum dropping out of my pussy, while I had dinner with my parents. I changed the sheets again and then I went back home.
And then Alexander masturbated again.
(NOTE: Since I began this mammoth article, Alexander has been summoned over to Alpha Simon’s house two more times to service him. I can’t keep up with these updates fast enough. Let’s just sum it up this way: Alexander received a second beating for masturbating, and got fucked three more times).
EDIT: Alexander wrote to me to tell me that he actually ended up staying the night! Alpha Simon let him sleep in his bed! In the morning Alexander sucked Alpha Simon off and then made him breakfast! Incredible!
I’m left stunned by this monumental deflowering accomplished by Alpha Simon. Remember, this all happened because Alexander had the courage to kneel and offer himself to an Alpha! Now Alexander has not only been fucked, but he also has a new Master who has quickly and skillfully taken control of his life!
A few random thoughts:
Alpha Simon is the real deal, a true Master. He performs aftercare with Alexander after some furious rutting. He disciplines the faggot when it commits errors.
Alpha Simon is good for Alexander. He’s already trying to get Alexander to admit he’s gay to the people in his life so that the little faggot’s life with be better. That’s very thoughtful encouragement in a life-building sense, beyond service.
Alpha Simon really needs to cage Alexander’s clit. Now that I’ve experienced chastity, I’m 100% on board the chastity train. It is a complete reinforcement of purpose for a faggot. In Alexander’s case, he’s an 18-year-old faggot who has never been trained. He’s masturbating all the time, and losing interest in service after he cums. He needs to be caged.
This might be one of the most shattering deflowerings I’ve ever heard before. Alpha Simon has thoroughly fucked the body and mind of Alexander the faggot.
Little Alexander told me he thinks he’s already in love with Alpha Simon. I warned him against that, but he’s holding out hope that Alpha Simon will eventually fall in love, too.
Looks like more walls still remain to be knocked down.
Apex Alpha @nyc_alpha wrote the following caption to the picture above:
And those born to rule, RULED while those not worthy ached to just get near; to peer in through the windows and see the lavish parties with baskets of fruit, music, sex, debauchery, fun. They’d give anything to be part of it they’d even become a slave.
This magnificent bit of writing by @nyc_alpha speaks to the real truth of the Hierarchy: it’s unfair.
Men like him were born Kings. He enjoys the spoils of the world and the riches he takes from lesser males.
Born slaves.
We will never know his life except through windows.
It had been a little while since I had heard any new developments, and I was starting to think that Casey’s straight married Alpha – the one who picked him up randomly at a store – had decided to toss the faggot aside. It happens a lot.
Then, out of nowhere, Casey tells me that the married Alpha returned! And the Alpha not only returned, but ramped up his control over Casey!
Here’s Casey’s account:
So my married alpha bought me some panties today to wear for him. He picked me up and took me to his office. I was feeling a little uneasy but I trust him.
He took me in his office and locked the door, had me take off everything besides my tshirt which barely came to my waist, and a black lace thong he gave me. He unzipped his pants and sat in his chair and told me to crawl over to him. Once I got to him he asked “are you going to be my good girl?” I answered “yes sir”. He told me to start kissing the head of his cock softly with my tongue and my soft lips. I did of course. I was looking up at him while he was looking down at me enjoying the feeling of me on his head.
He grabbed the back of my head and thrust his thick cock in the back of my throat gagging me and telling me to be his good girl and take it. He fucked my face for a a long while then decided to have me get up on the desk and lay my head back off the edge. I knew at that moment exactly what he was wanting and I gave it to him. He throat fucked me and made me gag more than I ever have. Before he finished he had me get on fours on his desk and he fingered my tight hole, making me moan. Telling me to imagine his cock.
Once he was ready he fucked my throat again and came in my mouth, not allowing me to swallow until he was ready and I savored all his Alpha flavor. He had me clean him up and get dressed. Then when I was leaving he gave me a smack on the ass.
I Ubered home.
I’m so proud of my little faggot brother! He’s truly surrendering himself to the needs of this powerful married Man!
As an aside, Casey sent me a little video to show how he sounds naturally. He is quite fem, which is one of the reasons why this straight Alpha targeted him.
Master Marc (@mastermarc9) is a findom from Bavaria who is, as you can see below, an incredible Male specimen. He’s straight, but he’s quite comfortable owning faggots.
As you can see in the final clip, he’s selling his Alpha cum and shipping it around the world. The price for a vial? Just €80.
Last night Master Nick throat fucked Yul again. Master Nick really loves throat fucking all of his faggots now that he’s gotten a taste of that worship, but he especially loves throat fucking Yul.
Why? Because Yul has a little failed fag ejaculation when Master Nick cums down his throat. Master Nick loves to see that kind of reaction, which he views as a sort of tribute to the power of his cock in the faggot’s throat.
But in reality, certain faggots are natural-born cocksuckers. By that, I don’t mean to imply that there are faggots who don’t like sucking dick. That’s not the case. All faggots love sucking dick. And even the least-enthusiastic faggot is better than the best female cocksucker by several country miles.
What I do mean is that there are some faggots who almost have a g-spot in their throats. It’s a certain trigger back there that gives us such an overwhelming feeling of pleasure – a kind of comforting joy – that the sensation of the Man’s cock sliding back and forth over it makes us almost orgasm.
For the longest time I felt embarrassed by the copious amounts of pre-cum I would ooze while sucking dick (or getting my throat fucked). It wasn’t until I talked to a couple of other natural-born cocksuckers who said they experienced the same thing. There was a type of euphoria that came over us that wasn’t like a traditional ejaculation or the internal orgasm that occurs during a cunting.
On these pages, I’ve described the feeling this way: it’s like “coming home.” It’s the place where you are most comfortable and unrestrained and free.
Of course, I don’t literally think there is a magic button in the throats of certain faggots; the human throat is largely the same across the species. But there seems to something in the wiring of natural-born cocksuckers that puts them in the headspace (more properly, subspace) where they achieve that specific reaction.
All four of Master Nick’s faggots are fantastic cocksuckers. Master Nick would rather use any one of the four mouths at his hourly disposal than any of the female mouths he’s used in the past. Faggots are just better at sucking dick.
But Yul in particular is a natural-born cocksucker. His panties wet with fag dribble gives it away. And Master Nick loves watching Yul get wetter and wetter with every thrust of his cock down Yul’s throat.
There’s no way to deny what comes naturally to each of us. We are born this way. Accept it, and embrace it.
In the rough-and-tumble world of financial faggot domination, there are some long-lasting figures. Obviously the biggest name is Master Jax (who knows why … the guy is the laziest findom of all time), but there are several others who have been in the game for 5-10 years, have loyal faggots serving them, and they’re making $10,000+ per month in cash rapes and tributes.
One of the longest-running Masters in the scene is Findom Shawn, a straight Army veteran. He’s a professional Dom, with a website (serveshawn.com), an OnlyFans (Onlyfans.com/FindomShawn), and a well-trafficked Twitter account (@findomshawn). So that’s a large and impressive network!
It’s big business!
Because there is so much money in the scene, plenty of pretenders try to swim with the sharks. They usually get eaten alive. To facilitate the entry of these newbie “Doms,” Master Shawn has put together this bit of advice.
Frankly, these wannabes shouldn’t be encouraged. I’ve made some adjustments in my thinking about findom, but I still think it’s largely sad and abusive. It’s especially abusive when posers poison the waters.
The guys at Sketchy Sex love to give the illusion of reality, but it’s pretty fake. The videos look like they take place in some trap house or drug den, and usually feature a couple of semi-attractive young guys and some creepy older guys gangbanging a faggot or two.
This video was suggested by a reader named Andy. It’s fairly hot, and also fairly phony. But a facial is still a facial, right?
I received a new message early this morning from a faggot named Alexander. This was the very first time I’ve ever talked to this kid, and here’s what he wrote:
Hello. I have a question. I have a neighbor who I adore. He’s cute and hung. I’ve been watching him for weeks, every day when he’s walking his dog Yesterday I helped him getting his groceries inside. When we had everything inside I wanted to leave, but he stood there, and opened his trousers. Then he said I should get on my knees and suck him, he needed it. I was so shocked that I ran away. Now I feel so stupid. I hope he is not upset. What should I do?
Oh. My. Fucking. God.
I was fucking FURIOUS that he ran away from this Alpha’s clear and bold directive. Let me just say this, faggots: if you want to serve a Man, then you need to BE PREPARED AT ALL TIMES and READY TO SUBMIT at a moment’s notice! Steel yourself ahead of time! Be determined to service the Men who demand it of you!
So I tore into the faggot. Gosh, I was livid; I probably was too hard on him given that he’s an inexperienced virgin. When I was done, the faggot (who took it well) asked what he should do.
Well, it was 2pm in the afternoon in Luxembourg, so I told the faggot to immediately go over to this Alpha’s house, kneel, and apologize to him.
And, to the faggot’s credit, he did exactly that!
Here’s what he said happened next:
You were right!
I sucked the first REAL cock of my life!
I went over to his house and I rang the bell. He opened the door and smiled at me. I asked if I could come inside, because I didn’t want my parents see me on my knees. He let me in and when he had closed the door I fell on my knees and apologized. I told him that I panicked and that he has the most beautiful cock I had ever seen.
He said it was ok, he stood right in front of me and I could see his cock getting hard in his pants. I asked if I could get a second chance and he said he thought everyone would deserve a second chance. I wanted to open his pants, but he moved away and said it would be much nicer if I was naked. I have never been naked in front of a man.
I almost ran away again, but I told myself I had to go through this now. I didn’t want to disappoint him again.
He sat down on a sofa and watched me. ‘Now?’ He asked. “Yes, Sir” was all I could get out. ‘Well, then you should get up’ he said. I got up but I was so confused. “Take off your shirt,” He commanded me. I took it off like in trance. “Good boy,” he said. “Now take off your shoes and socks.” I did as told. There was a pause. He was looking at me and I knew what he was waiting for but I couldn’t. ‘Take off your trousers.’ I slowly took them off, totally ashamed.
“Ok,” he said, “and now let me see what’s underneath those pants.” I very slowly took them off. Then I was standing there, completely naked, in front of a stranger. He told me to turn around. Then he suddenly got up and grabbed me. He told me to bend over and before I knew what was going on he had his finger in my asshole. OMG! I hadn’t cleaned and it was so embarrassing, but he didn’t seem to mind. He said it was a very nice hole. I wanted to tell him that I’m a virgin and that I didn’t want to get fucked but I couldn’t say a word. The next moment I was on my knees again and his cock was out and suddenly it was in my mouth. It was semi-hard and he told me to get him hard. He gave me directions on what to do, where to lick. He told me to leave my hands at my back. He was moaning and he said I was a good boy, then I got hard myself and my hand went to my cock and I started rubbing it and that was when he slapped me across my face. He said I was NEVER to do that again in his presence. Then he held my head and fucked my throat without mercy. I even puked and I hadn’t imagined that it would be so messy, but he didn’t seem to mind any of it.
He came inside my mouth and onto my face and he told me to swallow it. I have never tasted anyone’s cum, except my own and I just thought it tastes so good.
Then he fell onto the sofa and told me to get up and clean the mess I made and myself. I reached for my pants but he said no, he’d enjoy the sight. I cleaned and then he told me to lay over his lap. I was afraid he was going to spank me, but he started to move his finger around my hole. That felt so nice.
He asked how old I was and what I was doing. He spit onto my hole and his finger went a little bit inside and he continued to move it around. He didn’t say anything for another five minutes, then he asked if I ever had been fucked before. I said no and that I wasn’t prepared. He said there was no need to panic and then he put a second finger inside my hole. He was hard again and he said he would have to use me again. He left it to me if I wanted my ass or throat fucked and I said my throat.
So he fucked my throat again. Much rougher than before.
When he was done with me he got dressed and said that his lawn needs to be cut. I said I could do that, and he said of course you can.
I was on my way out when he called me back. I was wondering why and he said he wouldn’t mind me mowing his lawn naked, but he thought maybe my parents weren’t ready for that yet.
I had completely forgotten to get dressed again!
So I mowed his lawn and now I’m back home and I still don’t know what happened to me.
WOW!
So first of all, I’m proud of my fag brother Andrew for making amends for his offensive mistake the previous day. He listened to my instructions, humbled himself properly, and ended up experiencing something extraordinary! This is how it’s done!
Alpha Simon told the faggot he planned on fucking his pussy tomorrow, so Alexander was frantic and panicking about what to do. I instructed him to shave away all of the hair around his clit and pussy hole. I also instructed him to get lube (he didn’t).
But mostly, I have been trying to talk him down. Alpha Simon’s assault on this virgin faggot left him really shaken and dizzy. That is a pretty typical reaction. I remember how I was after my first Alpha Roger throat fucked me … I felt like a zombie at the end of the world for days.
But the most telling question from Alexander was this one:
How did he know I’m a faggot when not even I knew that?
Alphas know. They are blessed with a sixth sense that allows them to see through the defenses we attempt to construct around ourselves and see the “secret faggot” hiding inside (see this recent post about that). They see so much submission from people around them that they can spot it for miles. They instantly sum up the people they meet, and determine their usefulness or purpose.
Which is why I yelled at Alexander when he failed his first text, and why I exhort faggots to BE READY AT ALL TIMES. Alphas are watching, always scanning the prairie for fresh prey. There is nowhere to hide from their vision, either.
Alexander found that out today. Now his life is changed forever!
Men love to see faggots in heat and begging to be fucked by their dicks! It makes them feel powerful when we crave their cocks and their potent seed! #HierarchyIsTruth!
When I think about Master Nick mounting the faces of his faggots and throat fucking them, I think about this video. It’s beautiful.
Master Nick told me today that throat fucking his faggots has given him a new level of power and control. It has surprised him.
He also noted that it seems to have made his faggots even more submissive to him, which he also loves. I told him it’s true – after being throat fucked, I could barely look my Alphas in the eyes. Throat fucking takes away our last bit of humanity, and truly turns us into sex toys. Our humiliation as objects is complete and total.
There is nothing more perfect in the world of porn than the Alpha/faggot dynamic of lovers @gudelzilv and Rourke. The chemistry is palpable and intoxicating!
Everything works perfectly when we accept our roles in the Hierarchy!
This thread involves the rise of Alpha Jaguar, a frequent visitor to this blog who has chosen to share his experience as a straight Alpha who learned early about the usefulness of faggots. You can read all of his posts in chronological order by CLICKING HERE!
I first became acquainted with the natural superiority of Alpha Jaguar from a couple of questions (HERE and HERE) he asked me regarding a troublesome young faggot. While asking his question, he casually tossed off the fact that he started using faggots at age 14, which I found fascinating (of course).
After pestering him about sharing, he did send me the following letter describing this pivotal experience:
Dear Fag,
I will say that I would speak on this subject for the purpose of supporting your valuable work and service to MANkind. I do not seek any personal gain as I am a successful professional and wish to be anon. I find your blog noteworthy as it clarifies many of the things which have happened in my life and has helped me see more clearly that it is not that unusual, and in fact: quite natural. Good Job!
The truth is Men use fags when it suits them! From time immemorial. I just never thought about it in detail, until your blog.
So for me, I was 13-14 when a friend of mine “Jamie” spent the night. We had been friends since kindergarten. He was a little taller than me, athletic, with a great tan. We slept in the same bed. But I noticed he slept naked which he had never done before. I didn’t think much of it at the time as I had slept naked before and it felt great. The night passed uneventfully although I could tell “something” was up. I wasn’t sure what, I was Kind of oblivious. But he did notice my morning wood and seemed to stare at it.
Later in the week at school, he asked me to spend the night the next weekend. Which I had done before, as we had been in the Cub/Boy Scouts and on sports teams together. I said yes, still not having any clue what awaited me. Not even thinking about it. I would fantasize about the cheerleader I was dating or supermodels but not guys. I simply knew next to nothing about sex really, but I had been beating off like a piston for a couple of years. I certainly knew nothing about gays, especially since I grew up in a small town in the “Bible Belt”.
Anyway, I got to his house and played video games and normal stuff. Fast forward to that I night: I was sleeping beside him in his bed having what I thought was a wet dream, which I had a lot at that age! It was a really good dream and was intensely centered on my cock but I don’t remember dreaming. At the high point of the “dream” right when I busted my nut I woke up to see Jamie swallowing my meat. At first, I was kind of shocked but I gave into the awesome feeling and let him finish. I was still half asleep and wasn’t sure if I was dreaming or what the hell was going on. But the sensation felt so awesome I just pretended not to notice and be asleep. When I busted my second nut in his mouth I just went back to sleep.
A little later, I guess I had rolled over, I was awakened to an unfamiliar sensation around my ass. He was trying to put his dick in my ass. I awoke, shot up like a rocket to my feet knocking him to the floor. I did not know what to say except “What the Fuck Man!?” He coward on the floor and begged me not to tell anyone. It was pathetic.
I was mad (he tried to fuck me), confused and horny all at once! He didn’t apologize, he just said he wanted me So bad he would do anything I want, and that he did. Although I felt embarrassed or awkward about this for years, I enjoyed his service in the form of doing my homework, writing papers, and deepthroating me whenever I wanted. He would also bring me snacks. Even though I felt like a sinner and confused I decided that it was easier to let him serve me than address what happened with parents, society.
I lost track of him after we moved freshman year. But he taught me some important points:(1) Fags have a need to serve men, (2) I don’t want anything in my ass, and (3) what a hungry fag looks like. We were kinda symbiotic as he would help me, and I would stick up for him when he was being bullied.
Over the years I’ve let a couple of other fags suck a load out of me, always drawn to me without any effort on my part. I fucked plenty of women when I was single, so never looked for anything else. But when a bj is offered by a skilled cocksucker, I cannot turn it down. Sometimes when my wife is busy or on her period and my balls are too full I miss my little fag Jamie.
I have never shared this story with anyone. I share it now to support the great work you’re doing at FWA. Please keep teaching men that fags are there for use (and awesome at it!), and teaching fags how to properly recognize their place in this world (on their knees). Also, your blog has helped me to understand that this was natural and nothing to be ashamed of.
Regards, Jaguar
Boy, what a tale of discovery!
It’s incredible how much experimentation happens during those high school years! I’ve heard lots of stories (and experienced it myself) about straight high school males using faggots. It’s a simple equation, really: opportunity + need = Alpha/faggot encounters. Guys at that age are boiling cauldrons of sexual energy, and they’d fuck a cactus if it had a dick-sized hole in it. At 14 years old, a guy has little chance of fucking females, but he needs to fuck something.
Enter the wonders of faggots. It’s an insatiable cum sponge, never gets tired or complains, and always comes back for more. It’s exactly what young Alphas need in that moment!
Alpha Jaguar was simply following his natural hunting instinct!
I thank Alpha Jaguar for crafting such a well-written and engaging testimonial!
Until now, any blowjobs given to Master Nick by any of his four faggots (Chin, Yul, Lee, and Alex) were usually just a warm-up for Nick’s true love: rutting and breeding pussy. No matter what I suggested, he never seemed to deviate from this basic plan of action.
Then Master Nick saw a post I recently published about young Master Luca (CLICK HERE), and specifically this video here:
Maybe Master Nick was unfamiliar with throat fucking as an option … I don’t know. But he was triggered by the look of that position, and he suddenly developed a keen interest in doing that with his faggots.
So given that Master Nick has implemented an alternating schedule of use (Chin and Lee one day, Yul and Alex the following day), Master Nick took the upcoming pair – Yul and Alex – and showed them the throat fucking video above. Then he told them what he wanted and expected.
This morning Master Nick was so eager to try it that this morning (Alex said Master Nick was walking around with a hard-on all morning) he told the faggots to get into their women’s panties, go to his bedroom, and lie on the bed with their heads dangling over the end of the bed. So they did this.
Then Master Nick entered and mounted Yul’s face first. He slowly slid his massive dick into Yul’s mouth, pushing further into his elongated throat until he was balls-deep in Yul’s neck.
This might a good time for a reminder of exactly how big Master Nick’s Alpha dick really is:
So Yul’s ability to swallow Master Nick’s massive meat is quite an impressive feat!
Master Nick slowly began to fuck Yul’s throat. He used long, easy strokes so that Yul could catch his breath between the plunges of his cock. Master Nick placed a hand around Yul’s throat so he could enjoy the feeling of Yul’s neck swelling with each thrust.
Eventually, Master Nick couldn’t hold back any longer. He thrust his entire dick into Yul’s throat, past his tonsils. and began squirting an entire load directly into Yul’s stomach. In true cocksucker style, Yul was so turned on by this throat fucking that he had a ruined fag ejaculation.
Then Master Nick mounted Alex’s face and repeated the process. Alex is much less experienced at sucking cock than Yul, and the little faggot struggled. Fortunately Yul, in a move typical among the faggots in Master Nick’s Kingdom, helped to calm Alex and coach him to take Master Nick deeper. After some time of deep thrusting, Master Nick pumped a load down Alex’s throat as well.
This was the first throat fucking for everyone involved, and it was a rousing success. Yul described the feeling of Master Nick’s cock sliding into his throat as “crazy,” and said being throat fucked made him hornier than ever before. Little Alex felt it was “very different,” and it awakened a new desire to improve his service.
Why do faggots respond to throat fucking in this way? Well, there is a level of intensity that arises from throat fucking that cannot be replicated in any other way. The sensation of the airway being blocked off creates a type of panic, and the body produces adrenaline and endorphins during its “fight or flight” response. This, combined with the deeply satisfying and degrading sensation of being reduced to an inhuman fuck hole, gives faggots a vivid, in-the-moment sense of life and purpose.
But the most intense reaction came from Master Nick. He absolutely loved throat fucking his two faggots. “Girls would never do something like that,” he marveled.
Then he said this:
“Sam, you faggots are the best. (Throat fucking them) gave me a feeling of absolute power.”
Absolute power!
This is exactly how all Alphas are meant to feel every day of their blessed and glorious lives!
I congratulate Yul and Alex for offering their throats to satisfy this important need in the life of their Alpha Master! No matter how scary or difficult the task we are commanded to perform, we faggots do it gladly so that our Owners are elevated and perfected!
Submit yourselves, faggots, and incredible experiences like this will happen to you, too!
Rogan Hardy is the black cocksucker that stars in most of the videos on HarlemHookups, one of my favorite sites catering to the Alpha/fag dynamic. They feature some truly hung, verbal Alphas.
There is no doubt that the internet has made it easy for truly awful people to display their worst tendencies. Hiding behind fake pics and anonymous profiles, they take great pride (?) in tearing down the efforts of brave creatives who have the courage to put themselves out there on social media.
Model Max Wyatt is one of those figures for sure.
He’s obviously a gorgeous young Man, he’s worked hard on his body, and now he reaps the benefits of those blessings with modeling gigs, paid trips around the world, and lucrative ad contracts. So you can imagine what some fat, unhappy slob thinks about all that. Actually, you don’t need to imagine – go to a message board and read about his thoughts … if you’re into poisoning your soul.
Personally, I get frustrated by the example of Men like Max Wyatt. They have all kinds of fame and wealth, but they do nothing with it. It’s an empty life glorifying success in the genetic lottery.
But even so, Max doesn’t deserve to be hated. Nobody else does, either.
Hell, the notoriety I’ve gained from running this website and the hate mail I’ve received has been panic-inducing, and I’m nowhere near the level of fame of someone like Max Wyatt. I can only imagine the issues!
Anyway, I thought Wyatt’s comments on Snapchat were significant and thoughtful, so I’m saving them here.
So the bizarre gay porn career of Michael Hoffman has finally come to this: he’s sucking dick for cash.
What a troubled road it has been for him. At first he presented himself as totally straight. Then, as gay porn continued to haunt his life, he started really angrily rebelling against the industry that paid him very well. Through it all, he insisted he was straight.
Now he’s sucking sick on camera.
Sucking a dick doesn’t mean anything, really, but the greater lesson involves being grateful. His stunning good looks and aesthetics gave him a job in the industry, and it made him a nice pile of cash. But he didn’t have the brains to make something out of that start, and he lashed out at the gay fans worshiping him.
The path leading to the acceptance of faghood is crooked and perilous. It’s also different for every faggot.
I accepted mine almost immediately. Even though I was hiding behind heterosexuality until my first Alpha unmasked me, I knew I was a submissive gay male the entire time. I was not in denial to myself, even as I lied to everybody else in my life.
But many other faggots live unsuccessful heterosexual lives and think they are completely straight. Any gay leanings are dismissed or ignored as they dig in. This deep denial holds for a long time – even years – while the male shrivels and shrinks in his life. It’s a form of undetectable cancer in the center of the male, eating him away while he pretends everything is okay.
No matter how adamantly the male denies the truth, the secret faggot of the heart always remains, waiting for the right moment to finally live.
That process just happened to a faggot named Jake. You see, Jake lived his life convinced he was straight. Dated girls, had sex with girls. He was a submissive straight male, he thought, but still straight.
He was denying the secret faggot hiding in his heart. But that secret faggot rarely stays hidden forever.
And so finally Jake’s meticulous wall of denial came crashing down forever. Here’s Jake telling the story:
So recently my girlfriend broke up with me because it wasn’t working. Whenever we had sex she was always on top controlling what she wanted. I never made her cum and she always went on her phone and never was interested.
She said my dick was bigger than average but I heard someone saying the other day she broke up with me because of my dick. She always took control and told her friends about my dick and sort of humiliated me. One time she was sending nude pics to her friend at work who is very manly and has way more muscles than me and his dick was huge I liked the idea of him fucking her a lot and even him fucking me.
I’m single now and recently went to the gym where an alpha male and I went to the showers. He took his towel off and he was huge. I was too ashamed to take my towel off. I could feel my dick shrivel up.
I eventually took it off and He looked and laughed for a solid minute and said, “you call that a cock hah” He waved his dick around. He was hard and he was about 10 inches.
I dropped to my knees; it felt so natural even though I have never done it before. And he fucked my skull for 5 mins and came in my stomach, then just walked out and left me naked and sore for others to see.
Does this mean I’m a fag?
That’s the question haunting so many of the faggots hiding inside the shells of “heterosexual” males. The question pursues them, screaming and brandishing torches, like villagers chasing down Frankenstein’s monster.
Until finally, Nature reveals the truth. No more hiding. No more denial.
And the fear becomes acceptance, and the acceptance becomes peace.
Fag Jake knew the answer before he even asked me that question. After I confirmed it, he said, “You’re right, I’m a faggot, aren’t I?”
Then he waited. “It kind of turns me on,” he added. “It’s strange.”
It may be strange to the person fag Jake was. But the secret faggot in his heart nods knowingly in approval and is just getting ready to finally live.
This extraordinary and deceptively-simple post was crafted by Apex Alpha @maxtem19 on Tumblr. Republished here for posterity.
When I’m done with my workout it’s expected that my faggot is waiting and ready.
The car has been washed and detailed. My protein shake is ready for me. My post-workout meal will be ready when I get home. My place is clean. The bed is made. The bathroom is spotless.
It is as if I live in a five star hotel. Each time I leave, the space magically resets itself with the detail-driven effort of a staff committed entirely to my happiness.
The invisible service is both appreciated and taken as granted. I eat my food in quiet peace while my faggot stretches and massages my feet. I slip into the bed, afterward, devoid of worry— ready to grow.
Quietly, my faggot gets back to work. Making sure the dishes are clean. That the food is prepped for the next meal. That his pussy is ready to be bred if that’s what I I want as a pre-meal appetizer. It’s an easy life for me— and for them.
Everything is easy when you know where you belong.
Hi, love your whole blog and podcast! My question is: my master wants to rent me to friends just to enjoy himself degrading me as a whore of his property to pass around, he even said he would let a homeless guy fuck me wich got me worried. Is it ok he thinks of doing that with me like I’m just a piece of meat, a toy of him? I understand he lending me to his friends but a homeless guy?
First of all, let me just say this: your Master is a Destroyer Alpha. He is a sadist who seeks to humiliate you and tear apart your self-esteem.
I’ve never understood Alphas who enjoy this kind of thing. If you’re a Man and you own a faggot or you’re dating a female, letting other Men abuse the thing you’re also using means they’re essentially sleeping with you, right? Would you let a homeless male sleep in your bed, the same bed you sleep in every night? Of course not! So why would any Man allow scummy, worthless males to use his sex devices or his valuable personal property?
I understand your desire to obey your Master, my brother, but maybe it’s time to find a Master who at least has more respect for himself, let alone you. You may be a faggot, but you aren’t a piece of trash. You’re more valuable than that.
This is a thread about the arrival of King Richard, a Protector Alpha who has, through great struggle and self-reflection, come to accept and wield his natural power. CLICK HERE for all posts in this in-depth thread!
One of the great privileges I’ve received over the nearly five years of running this blog has been conversing with great Alphas in a setting separated from sex and humbling service. Over the course of twenty years as a sexual and domestic faggot, I dealt with many Alphas. However, those service relationships – even the meaningful ones – were still intellectually surface-deep. I was a faggot, a “useful thing” to them. I didn’t have a brain, just two convenient holes.
Then this site happened to me. It was inevitable; after all, I am a writer by trade. Through this site I have come to know some of the greatest Alphas of my life. These Men all rightly regarded me as inferior to them, but they sensed enough intelligence in me (since sex wasn’t involved) to trust me with their deepest secrets only other Alphas understand. And I, in turn, endeavored to represent what faghood could be in their lives – a powerful and valuable resource!
And even five years on, I continue to be surprised by the Alphas I meet on this journey over the peaks and through the valleys of the Hierarchy.
Last night I received an extraordinary email (the title of this post comes from the subject line) from a complex Alpha I call King Richard. It shook me to the center of my being. With his permission, I share it with all of you:
sam the faggot,
I will preface this by imparting my upmost respect and admiration for what you are doing on your site, on your podcast, your up and coming business ventures, and most importantly your existence as a human being.
Your very existence is a tiny, but impactful pillar of hope in my mind.
I am an empath by nature, so I do feel very attuned to others on a deeper, primal level. I can very easily hop into the minds and emotions of others and adopt them for myself. With many, it takes a bit of effort to tap into their baser selves. After reading through your beautifully written articles, and listening to the devoted and submissive nature of your voice, it is very clear that you put your authentic self forward. Speaking from an Alpha’s perspective, that is such a breath of much needed fresh air… someone who understands the social and hierarchical aspects of our nature as humans and accepts them wholeheartedly.
It was such a treat to stumble upon your tumblr page before The Great Tumblr Purge. There I was, a college freshman only looking for new porn to get off to, but I never thought I would go down a Hierarchy Is Truth rabbit hole and have such an eye opening experience in the process.
From childhood, I always knew I was destined for greatness. I’d imagine and play out these fantasies of being a hero, being recognized for my efforts, saving the world, being worshipped, and as I grew up (as with most people) I put all of that into the Fantasy Box and put it away.
Due to social conditioning, family trauma, and a genuine care for all human beings, I became afraid of expressing my dominance. I was left denouncing any desire for praise, wanting to fade into the background, and starving myself of attention because I was afraid how it could be perceived by others.
The only way I could express my dominant and hunter instincts was through sex. It was because of this unbalanced relationship with my power that I began to use sex in an unhealty way and with people who most certainly did not deserve me. Through all of that, however, it did teach me just what I needed to do outside of sex to feel complete and balanced. I needed to embrace Alphahood in all aspects of my life.
This is where you came in and truly changed my life; it was when you explained the difference between Protector and Destroyer Aphas. I had been trying to mold myself into this violent, emotionally detached, tyrannical variation of Alphas, but it was against my nature. I wanted to assert my dominance, while also embracing my compassionate, and empathetic self. You helped turn the key in my mind and let loose all of those heroic, grandiose, and godlike projections of myself. I could embrace my power the way I wanted to. I didn’t have to follow any guidelines or rules set it place about what it meant to be an Alpha Male. I was then able to grow and develop in a way that better suited my place in the Hierarchy.
Now, after going through an expansive spiritual awakening, I understand my place. I have a balanced control of my power. I continue to spit, toss, choke, and play with my toys as before, but I also want to protect them, encourage them, and see them succeed. Their worship and devotion is energy being channeled into me like fuel for a car, or air for my lungs; just as my musk and control is for them. It’s a symbiotic relationship. The power most definitely leans toward Our side, but it is important to acknowledge that there is no worship without faggots.
I have you to thank, faggot, for providing a space for us to find and learn from one another. You’ve done an amazing thing with the community that you’ve created and I cannot wait to see what you will do for us next.
Through all of the content and wisdom that you share, you have lifted me up to embrace my voice, harness my power, and continue down the path of a Protector Alpha as nature intended.
—::pats you on the head, kisses your forehead, and whispers “good fucking boy” ::—
Richard
Speechless.
I’m always saddened when our greatest Men cast aside this mantle of Alphahood for reasons similar to those expressed here by King Richard. I have known tremendous Alphas beaten into submission by early-life sexual, physical, or emotional abuse. I’ve seen Alphas collapse under the weight of societal expectations, or retreat into the comforts of “normal” life.
But Alphas are not meant to live the lives of regular Men.
King Richard came to finally accept this about himself, fought against the shackles imposed on him by his former life, and transformed into the supreme being Nature intended. He is a powerful example of a Man embracing the truth about himself and the world around him and realizing that it all exists FOR HIM.
Any part I could play in a process that profound and necessary is nothing but sprinkles on the most delicious sundae ever made.
I was deeply moved by King Richard’s soul-baring email to me. He said many complimentary things toward me, a simple faggot, that I will carry in my heart for the rest of my life.
But most of all, his email lifted me and re-energized me in ways I sorely needed right now. In life there are moments of desolation, desperation, and overwhelming frustration. This site and this personal mission of mine to preach the gospel of Hierarchy occasionally takes a toll on my spirit.
Then I receive such a lovely and heartfelt missive, and inspiration returns like a cool spring breeze.
Thank you, King Richard, for your power, wisdom, and kindness. Always.
