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 get it far too often. Alphas sometimes question me about how to hunt and capture faggots in the wild. The question itself bothers and confuses me, because I know there are faggots EVERYWHERE and every last one is constantly starving for dick. It seems to me that any Alpha truly worthy of the title would have to do little more than rub his crotch to snag a fag.
That’s why I was glad to receive this missive from Apex Alpha Master Ursus on the very subject of wild faggot hunting. He was just as puzzled as I was about these questions from his Alpha brothers. And, like any great Alpha, he wanted to use the opportunity to teach and guide his brothers to greater and more frequent conquests.
This is a PSA for those Alpha fans of yours who say they can’t find fags. There are fags everywhere on the hoof in the wild, ripe and ready to be harvested. I found one before 10am this morning and wasn’t even looking or trying in the least.
I am on vacation and was going from one place to another this morning. Just driving along listening to the radio. Coming down this long curvy descent there was a dirt loop pullout kind of going away from the road towards this small river that the highway followed down the pass. There was a car in there which caught my eye since it had been nothing but trees for more than 20 miles. And a cute young guy standing near the car, tight shorts sagged, tight little T, hands on hips and BACK ARCHED. **Newsflash** Men don’t arch their backs unless they are lifting or stretching.
We locked eyes for a second as I drove by and I could tell from his expression and body language that he was a fag in heat. Shit, he’s probably been going to that pullout since five hours after he got his drivers license. Its out in the absolute middle of nowhere, but tons of logging trucks use that highway since its the only route over the mountains in that whole big area. I bet that guy gets good and full of trucker jizz whenever he wants to.
I wish I could say I turned around and filled that fag with my DNA, and I would have, but I was expected for lunch at my destination and already running late. I haven’t squirted any sperm since before I came on this trip and my jockstrap was bulging, wish I could have stopped and pumped several tablespoons of Alpha seed in that kid.
But the message is fags are everywhere. I may be exceptionally observant, but it is sometimes so damn obvious I can’t imagine any Alpha using his eyes, ears, and nose can’t find wild fags. Taking a fag in the wild is almost the same thrill as the first time you kill a deer or elk. Even though animals don’t want you to find them and shoot them and faggots are praying and begging that you will catch them and shoot your loads in their holes. Maybe the Department of Natural Resources should publish a pamphlet on fag hunting! If I can find one before mid-morning without even trying, in the middle of noplace in the Allegheny Mountains, every Alpha can find fags with a little effort and concentration.
My glorious Master Ursus is 100% correct. I’m not even close to being a Man – let alone an Alpha – and I can readily see the truth in his words. Countless true stories I’ve published here attest to what he’s saying.
So what’s lacking? I believe it’s a failure to appreciate and understand the great power each Alpha has been given by the universe. Nature equips Alphas with the most potent set of seduction tools in the animal kingdom. From scent, to look, to posture, to words … hell, let’s not forget the cock and balls of an aggressive Alpha breeder. There’s nothing standing in the way of an Alpha on the hunt for ANYTHING HE WANTS.
And that’s especially true of a weak and easily manipulated faggot.
So let the wise words of Master Ursus inspire you to channel your aggression and focus your confidence on a game plan worthy of a great hunter, and make your kills!