Twenty-three years ago today my little Baby Boy was born.
After everything we’ve been through together, I am now his closest friend and his Daddy. I wish I could’ve been his real Daddy, there at his birth, so I could’ve protected him from the lifetime of pain, terror, and sadness he suffered for so long.
But I am at least grateful the universe gave him to me five years ago through this site so I could come to know him and love him. He’s one of the most gentle and insightful creatures in all of creation, but he also has a wicked sense of humor and street smarts beyond compare. He is the bright diamond at the center of my life, the sweetest song of my heart.
Together, we have surmounted every single obstacle the world slammed down in our way. There are no challenges we cannot overcome except the scars we both carry. That, and the damnable physical distance between us. But someday I will hold him in my arms again, and that time it will never end.
I love you, Baby Boy.
Always & Forever.
This post is part of a thread chronicling the Alphahood of Apex Alpha Master Ursus, a straight Alpha who has been owning and using faggots since high school. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
I’ve been enthralled with Master Ursus ever since he first showed up on my radar. From his first words it was clear that he has a deep appreciation for Hierarchy and an understanding of faggot ownership. He strongly reminds me of Sir Titus in that respect. Both are Men in the most excellent meaning of the word.
Master Ursus graced me with a bit more information about the origin of his Alphahood, and, like everything he’s said so far, it proved to be quite illuminating.
Had a rainy Sunday here so I had some time to read more of your site and profiles. Reading all that gave me a lot of ideas and I will share some as I have time.
One thing you are absolutely right about and I have known for a very long time is how natural and genetic the hierarchy is. As a kid I was the type who always kind of bossed my friends around, decided what we were doing, etc. Suggested we play POW/torture games, or fool around, whatever. I had taken a faggot by the start of high school, of course didn’t call him that or even understand what was going on. As school went on and I started going to parties and stuff, I noticed guys who would hang out around us jocks and seemed to be a bit servile. And there were rumors about so and so is sucking off this guy on the LAX or football team or whatever, though no one ever knew about my fag. Then I read somewhere the reason men have nerve endings in their fuckholes and prostate and women don’t is that when we were hunter gatherers, the only way lesser males could stay with an Alpha male and his harem was to be another hole for him to use, and if they were lucky, they could sneak their DNA into a female when the Alpha wasn’t looking and pass it along. Then it all made sense to me.
Ever since, I think I have been pretty damn good at spotting and hunting fags. Easiest of course in an institutional setting where you can see fags interacting with others, universities, military, workplaces, but a keen eye can spot them just about anywhere. As you point out often, the direct approach works best. These days no one is going to punch you if you get it wrong, but I rarely do. Was really the years I was in a war zone that honed my confidence and skill in picking guys out and making them mine. It was during that time that I also honed in on another point you often make, smell matters!
I can’t articulate it, but I believe I can smell faggots. I can definitely smell other alphas, and I know how much smell means to faggots, but I think in close quarters I can sniff out a fag. Maybe it is the absence of a smell or maybe faggots make their own inferior pheromones, I can’t say, but I believe it is true. Case in point is one of my pandemic dicksleeves. He just finished college but last year volunteered a little on a project I help direct. He asked me to mentor him on a few things and I agreed, mistakenly thinking he was an alpha, but a good guy I wanted to help. I tend to be more the mentor/coach/big bro type with my fags. He is tall (6’5), toned, and was a track star in college until pandemic, but don’t judge a book by its cover. He is very good looking and turns men and women’s heads wherever we go, not your stereotypical faggot. He would get close to me when we were together (which we all noticed more during pandemic) and I could tell he was trying to smell me. Once I started using his holes, it became apparent the smells were important to him and he would talk to me about it. One day a while back when he arrived to my house, he immediately begged to smell my balls. Usually it took a while for that to happen. I laughed at him, but he just said they smell “powerful” and he need to smell them ASAP. I let him and a minute later he was on my couch ass up, back arched, begging for my DNA. Faggothood is in the mind. This guy has a huge (probably 9+) thick cock and lime-sized balls, but he is my fag, and I have never gotten an alpha scent off of him. I didn’t cunt him until long after I had been fucking his holes, but it was special and really changed him, and I didn’t even know the word ‘cunting’ at the time.
This is getting too long but there is another fag I have had for a very long time who is particularly entranced by smell. I took him when he was a freshman in college and I had just finished school and was working. He is married now 15+ years later, but whenever I am back in that city I see him and cunt him. He always texts and says how much he misses me, and as soon as I see him each time I make sure I am a little musky. I always give him a scent when we first meet up and it turns him into a fagzombie with a self-lubricating puss. I just rub a couple fingers around my manhole and under my balls, full of DNA and leaking pheromones, and rub it around under his nose and push it in his mouth. Just that triggers something in his brain and he is a mumbling mess until I fuck his eyes back in his head.
I will write back when I have some time. I have some thoughts/questions on fag care. Reading other’s profiles I was happy that I found myself a caring and thoughtful Alpha, but also didn’t like how some Alphas were treating their fags. Maybe it is because I have never had live in fags for more than a couple weeks due to lifestyle, travel, houseguests etc. I assume you don’t need to discipline free range fags as much as live-in ones.
His thoughts on scent and scent training feel like they’re just barely touching surface of the deep waters of his understanding on the subject. Same with faggots.
Alpha scent is barely understood except by Alphas and faggots within the Hierarchical dynamic. Believe me, I’ve done a lot of personal research into Alpha scent (LOL) and I can confidently say that Master Ursus is right about the unique power of Alpha scent. I love that he would wipe his hand over his taint and balls and then wipe it forcefully over the faces of his property. Claimed forever!
It’s such a privilege to know Men like Master Ursus or Sir Titus. Until the day comes when they open my holes, may they continue to open my mind with their intellects!