This is the faggot of @jockslutrex.

So the more i read this blog the deeper i get into the frightening realization that truly i am a faggot, which is of no surprise, as i was constantly bullied when i was young, many men have taken advantage of me by instilling their power over me and now it all kind of make sense, it feels like it is my destiny. But i yearn to be trained. Most of the times I’m horny and used to stroke again and again till maybe my dopamine was off and sometimes felt a little depressed after finishing so i bought a cage which doesn’t help a lot. I will either wear it when I’m alone and play with my hole, or not at all, as my top isn’t very interested in chastity (yet i have worn it a couple of times when he fucked me), but now when i finish i mostly feel ashamed, i don’t know if it’s because i keep fantasizing about serving an Alpha or because my top isn’t interested my new needs or because as a fag I’m not meant to cum at all

My little brother, I’m so proud of you! This kind of realization takes some faggots many years to understand! Your plaintive “I yearn to be trained” nearly broke my heart! 
 
It’s sad that your current Top has no appreciation for what you’re going through or his important role in training his subs/faggots. He also has apparently no appreciation for your submission at all, no thought about why you submit to him or what it means to you. That’s disappointing. There’s a whole world of growth both of you are missing out on simply because of his thoughtlessness.
 
Have you tried discussing your need for training with this Top? I would definitely begin there if you haven’t already done so. 
 
There are definitely Alphas who would jump at the opportunity to train a young eager faggot like you. If you’d like, I invite you to join the FWA Discord server. There you will have an opportunity to talk to many Alphas and Masters who are all very experienced at faggot training and ownership. Here is the link: https://discord.gg/7ffvQbvdXu 

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I hear a lot of heartbreaking and frustrating personal stories every week. I try to keep an open mind and be helpful where I can. I think almost everyone who has come to me with personal issues would agree that I work tirelessly to help others.

But sometimes I simply cannot smile and nod about some things.

Few things truly get under my skin like married faggots who complain to me about their troubled marriages. What am I supposed to say to these guys? That it’s okay to be so far in denial of your own truth that you entangle a woman into your web of lies for many years, ultimately consigning her to a passionless, romance-free existence they would never have willingly chosen?

I’ll give you an example. This one faggot married a female years ago and they produced a son. The son eventually grew up to be gay. Early on in the relationship the wife discovered that her husband liked to service Men, so she cut off sex with him because of the betrayal. They’ve stuck with the marriage to this point for the sake of the son.

The husband complained to me that she’s withholding sex from him, which I immediately countered with the fact that he’s unable to satisfy her anyway because he’s a faggot. So then he complained that she won’t forgive him for the time she caught him servicing a guy.

And then I hit him with the ultimate truth: It’s not her fault, it’s HIS. He’s the one who tricked her into a life married to a faggot who cannot ever satisfy her.

You see, there’s a reason I’ve remained single my entire life. I knew that I simply could not live a lie in order to have some fake social shield around myself. I also couldn’t (and wouldn’t) condemn a female to live a sexless, unsatisfying life as my partner. Using another person like this is the height of selfishness in my opinion.

And selfishness is the opposite of what we are called to be as faggots.

Faggots, accept what you are. Stop clinging to the ideas society forces upon you. Stop living in fear of judgment by others. It’s YOUR life. Live it honestly, without regret and without fear.

I really want to have a family someday and I dream of meeting a man who will let me love him and take his cock like I’m his woman. I want a monogamous marriage and I want to raise two kids with him in a safe and loving household. I will work and take care of all of us. I just haven’t met anyone who even wants to date me. I just seem to get played and used. Is my hope of having a family just a pipe dream?

Hi brother, yes love is definitely possible. This site has seen multiple love affairs and marriages result from Alphas and faggots uniting and loving each other. Mind you, these faggots still largely function as faggots within the relationships … but there is also love. 
 
But if you really want love, I wouldn’t try to find a SERVICE relationship with an Alpha. Simply be deeply submissive to whomever you’re dating and express your service that way. I’m sure your prospective husband will appreciate you even more.

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Hi Sam, I love your blog. I have a question, have you known of any fag trying hormones? It’s been a thought in my mind, not that any Alpha has asked me to take hormones, but I’ve dealing with the thought of would I do it if I was asked to? Now I know it’s not an extreme request, but do you happen to know what would be then? Like smoother skin, wider hips, shrunk and dysfunctional dick?

I don’t know a ton about hormone therapy, although I do know a faggot who has started female hormones in preparation for gender reassignment. I do believe males who take female hormones get enlarged breasts, and there might be some widening of the hips (due to fat redistribution) as well. And yes, I believe the penis shrinks during this therapy as well. 
 
I just want you to keep this in mind: you do this FOR YOU, not an Alpha. This is a personal decision about your health physically and mentally/emotionally, and YOU make those decisions. Don’t ever do it because an Alpha tells you to.

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I have been orally servicing a straight alpha man for three months.  While I offer to do whatever he wants, he only wants head whenever I see him.  I also have let him know that he can be as aggressive and rough as he wants but he doesn’t ever become much more aggressive. I also want to be his urinal but I am afraid that if I bring it up, it might scare him off. How do I get him to treat me more like a faggot and take his piss?  Or, do I stop trying to push him?

First of all, keep in mind that this isn’t about you. Your wants and desires are not as important as those of your Alpha. You exist in his life to satisfy HIS wants and needs.
 
As far as the topics you mention, it’s important to keep in mind that not all Alphas are the same. Not all Alphas are overly aggressive sexual dynamos like we see in porn. It may be that your Alpha simply doesn’t have much interest in being more aggressive. Regardless, you’ve made it clear that you’re open to that and he hasn’t responded in any meaningful way, so I would drop that.
 
As far as piss, you might approach him by asking if piss play interests him (“Sir, have you ever wanted to piss on me?”). Find out if the interest even exists. Watch his reaction, and accept it for what it is, Don’t argue the issue or push it. Let him consider it for himself and react naturally.
 
We faggots often want to change our Alphas to suit our own particular fetishes, but that’s not how it works. Alphas will always do what they want to do, and they definitely don’t want faggots bothering them about things that don’t interest them. Always keep that in mind.

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Hi, I am at a fag at a pretty young age who has been found by an alpha male who lives pretty far away. I am still at an age where I am planning life and am struggling a bit with giving the alpha who owns me full control. We have made a list of rules that I must follow in my everyday life, and I’d be happy to share it, but with work and summer plans I am having a tough time adhering to it. The distance does not help either. Got any advice?

Congratulations on finding an Alpha who is willing to train you despite the great distance! 
 
I’m just going to be honest, here – online training largely sucks. Obviously intensive training of a faggot requires a lot of hands-on time and observation that is simply not possible online. Then add in your youth and inexperience, and you’re setting yourself up for a frustrating, incomplete experience. 
 
Rather than focus on submitting to online Alphas, I recommend that you instead focus your energy on learning and meditating about your faghood and what it means to you. Also, do what you can personally to work on your cocksucking abilities.
 
Since you’re young, you’re likely in school and surrounded by young Alphas. I would make some attempts to submit to them over the coming year. This will help build up strength to submit, and might very well lead to actual service opportunities which will really train you much better than an online Alpha ever could.

Goddammit this cocksucker does everything right (great eye contact!) until the end!

Never ever ever disrespect a Man’s cumshot like that!

hiya, I’m a fag, I was wondering if you or any of the many1 alphas and fags who read this site had any tips on getting completely smooth in the crotch/ass for an alpha, or when preparing to go into chastity I currently have 2 (fairly unsuccessful) methods:  1 – using a phillips electric razor, it does a good job but I always end up with prickly stubble patches that I can’t get rid of, and I’d hate to be poking an alpha with that stubble as he’s fucking me, I don’t mind that stubble as much for leg and arm hair, but I’d really prefer to be totally smooth 2 – using a disposable razor (gillette or harrys or similar), this gets great results for getting rid of hair, however if I was to use a fresh new razor every day that’d be pretty expensive, and the bigger problem: whenever I shave my crotch (excluding ’balls’) or ass or legs with a razor, my skin comes out with a rash about 2-10hours after shaving, so if I’m seeing an alpha (or alphas) 2 days in a row or for a longer session, the rash will develop leaving me red, bumpy and generally not pleasing to look at. I have tried all sorts of products (vitamin E oil, several moisturizers and post shave balms, and baby powder – this had the best (but still not great) result) but they don’t seem to do much for me in preventing the rash.  any tips would be greatly appreciated!

It’s a common problem, brother. There are two answers. One is to use chemical depilitator creams like Nair (there are some designed specifically for the genitals) to remove the hair completely by essentially melting the hair. Or, of course, there’s good old fashioned wax. I’ve done both, and for me waxing is better. It’s not costly to have it done professionally, and it lasts a long time. 
 
If you use a cream hair removal, make sure you do a skin test. There is a chance of burning or rashes from using these products. 

What do you think of Alphas rimming faggots? I never want to confuse mine that they’re in my presence for anything other than my satisfaction, but in my experience, rimming activates you faggots. It’s like putting you in overdrive. It lets you know a real Man is about to use you the way you’re designed for and you should get ready to do your job. It amuses me to make my faggots squirm and then feel how much more excited and energetic they are when I pound them. It’s an expression of my Manhood to prepare their holes, but an Alpha buddy thinks it’s a waste that teaches faggots the wrong lesson. And I have had a faggot beg me to stop because it said it felt like I was serving it instead of the right way round. I belted its ass and gagged it after so it could learn how little its opinion mattered, but I’m curious what you’d say.
Also, explain to me your view of the fucking chastity cages. They look stupid. Plus, watching my fags throb while they drink my seed, knowing they can’t do shit about it without my permission–that’s domination. A cage is like some baby’s ugly playtoy that admits weakness. My faggots don’t play with their dicks because I command them not to. And if they don’t know better than to disobey, they find out fast. That’s the only cock cage an Alpha should need. So why the fuck are so many Alphas admitting weakness with cutesy little garbage? Not that it should matter, but does it make you faggots feel great or something?
Last, what do you make of faggots who resist serving packs? How common is it? I had to dismiss one of my favorite fags because it performed poorly when I brought a buddy. The faggot said it was concerned about health because it didn’t know this guy, so it would only suck him off. After I smacked it for backtalk and had it on its knees, I told it all that matters is that I know my buddy. Once I was plowing the faggot, my friend and I traded off while I held it down, and afterward the faggot freaked out. I told it that it was useless to me if it didn’t know its purpose. In every other way it was one of my most obedient fags, and I sent it home with its hair full of cum, but I got zero patience for a fag with no gratitude when I’m offering it even more Manhood to service. What’s your perspective?
I don’t keep faggots for their opinions, so this site’s been useful. Hoping you have some answers worth reading. Alpha Taye

Master, what an epic set of questions!!! I could write for days on any one of these subjects, but I will try to be concise. 
 
Personally, I think rimming a faggot is unnecessary. A faggot should be ready to be pounded at a moment’s notice anyway, so rimming it as a way to “prepare it” is generally pointless. I know I have always felt embarrassed when Alpha have rimmed me; I just feel like I don’t deserve such treatment, I guess? So I suppose I lean toward agreeing with your Alpha brother, HOWEVER: some Alphas (particularly black Alphas) LOVE to eat ass. So why would we have a law stating that an Alpha can’t do something he loves because a faggot doesn’t feel comfortable with it? That’s why I’ve never asked an Alpha to stop doing it, because I know he’s doing it for HIS PLEASURE rather than mine. That’s really all that matters, Master.
 
BONUS: While on the subject of rimming, I want to reiterate once again that Alphas should be having their faggots lick their ass. If there is a law on rimming, this should be it. Any Man who has a faggot lick his ass comes away from the experience totally empowered. It never fails.
 
Okay, back to the questions. You mentioned chastity cages, Master. Yes, I can understand what you’re saying about them as a distracting or useless accessory. For a very long time I dismissed them as some silly fetish thing. But now that I’ve been in chastity for 1.5 years, I can say that the effect on the faggot mind is profound in ways that you, as an Alpha, may not appreciate. Chastity is not about simply preventing a faggot from masturbating. It’s a constant reminder of the faggot’s lower status, a constant reminder of its unworthiness to use its penis like other Men. Chastity is a sacrifice a faggot makes in acknowledgment of true Manhood. Chastity goes beyond masturbation or even your ownership of the faggot, and strikes at the very heart of the faggot itself. I don’t know if I am making this clear enough, but I hope you understand what I mean, Master.
 
Now to your question about serving Alpha Packs. I’m disappointed that your dismissed faggot failed to demonstrate loyalty and trust in your judgement. An owned faggot should understand that its Master is not going to put his property in danger. After all, the Master will be wanting to use his faggot again himself, right? The fact that this faggot failed to appreciate that simple logic and demonstrate appropriate obedience is frustrating, and I’m sorry you had to deal with that, Master. Hopefully your Alpha buddy was still pleased. 
 
I guess it’s time to add this reminder for all of the faggots reading this: you exist to serve and obey your Alpha Masters. When you don’t, you frustrate and anger your Master and dismissal is a real possibility. Fulfill your purpose and be obedient in all things. Your Master is responsible for you and will guide you correctly. Just obey.
 
Master, I hope these answers please you. It’s always wonderful to speak with outstanding and focused Alpha Masters like you! It’s no wonder that you seem to have so many faggots eager to serve you! Thank you for allowing me to serve, Master! 

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Hello, I am not sure how to start talking about this because I have hardly spoken to anyone about these thoughts and desires. I have spoken to my male partner a bit about this but I need some outside advice. 
Me and my partner have been together a year and a half. We are engaged and plan to spend the rest of our lives together. He has always been a top and never had interest in being a bottom. When I first got together with him this was new for me because the relationship I had previously I was basically a total top.. but I was never happy in this relationship and I hated being a top. I LOVE to be bottom. After I took his big cock inside me the first time I knew that is all I wanted. I discovered Fags Worship Alphas because I found he had been looking at this stuff a lot on his own. When I discovered this I was very excited. Especially looking at chastity. When I talked to him about this he was very supportive in me doing what I wanted but also seemed to not express to much excitement or interest in the chastity thing.. so I dropped it. I feel like he has the alpha drive inside of him but I just want him to bring it out more especially involving our sex life. I want him to be more of the alpha that he wants to be. And I want him to want me in a cage. I want him to enforce it and take control. How do I help make this happen? I love this man and want to spend the rest of my life with him. All of this stuff works still when your in love right? 

Boy, I get these kinds of questions fairly regularly. I’m always wary about answering them because I know one thing to be Hierarchically true: we cannot force someone to be Alpha or faggot if it’s not already in them. It’s very easy for us to see what we want to see in someone else, but we can’t force our viewpoint on them and force them to do something unnatural to them  

But since you said you feel this is in him (and also that he’s been reading this site), let’s try it.  

First and foremost, this is always my first recommendation to any faggot trying to trigger male dominance: focus on their feet and positioning yourself down at foot level. That means kneeling to greet him at the door and kissing his feet. That means kneeling beside him while he eats his meal. That means sitting or kneeling at his feet while he watches TV. That means regularly massaging his feet or pampering his feet. WORSHIP HIS FEET.   

Beyond that, from now on you are a full-time domestic faggot. You cook his meals, clean his home, do his laundry, detail his car, everything. You ask his permission to go to the bathroom, and thank him. When he’s ready for bed, ask him if there is anything he needs. Thank him for allowing you to serve him.    These things should help him to see you as his dog rather than an equal. A possession. This is very important, because this is how we get him to change and accept his Alphahood more fully. I suspect you will see a dramatic difference in the way he fucks you once you start implementing these changes.   

Keep in touch and let me know how it’s going.     

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This is part of a thread highlighting the life experiences and wisdom of Master Anon, a real-life Apex Alpha owner of faggots. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

When I recorded podcast #145 about the “Cunting Of The Soul” I wasn’t really prepared well enough to get it out in a way that made a lot of sense. As a faggot, I see the outlines and shapes of things, but it takes minds more powerful than mine to fill in the details I cannot comprehend, especially when it involves Men and Alphahood.

I approached that episode the way a sculptor approaches a lump of clay. He starts by tearing away pieces, slapping new pieces on, and haphazardly – even roughly – shaping it until it begins to resemble something. That episode was the shape of something unfinished.

I was hoping that Alphas would hear the deeper wisdom of that episode and give me their insights. And fortunately that did happen in various ways.

But my favorite response happened in the comments section from Master Anonymous. I don’t know what else to call this Deep Throat of Alpha wisdom who keeps dropping pearls of truth in my comments section. All I know is I respect the high-quality contributions Master Anon provides on this site.

In his comment on the podcast episode, he lays out a concept I really love: The Total Fuck. It succinctly summarizes what I was inaccurately aiming at in the episode, and I had to share it.

I’ll just say that for years I’ve said that when I fuck, the mouth and pussy are simply the first portals. I aim to get my whole phallic self into the mind and what’s usually called the heart and soul of my ‘worshipper’. It’s important that the submissive empties him/her/itself of every kind of shit for two reasons 1) out of respect 2) to make maximum room for me to fully occupy, use and possess so that the entire slave or fag becomes nothing but 0, cocksleeve, complete cunt for the Man. This is only the beginning of the Total Fuck journey and it’s something I suspect most people know little about. Obviously it requires great trust and is potentially dangerous so it requires a Man who is very responsible to use BUT NOT TO ABUSE such a cunt-being psychologically as well as physically. It is rare but it is how a human can have an experience you could call a creative Big Bang, a uniting of yin and yang, and any similar terms cultures and traditions have come up with. Sam and other fags reading this: real manhood is not just about the physical body; there is so much potential to it that most are unaware of, so many more aspects, dimensions. (Just by writing this, I am ejaculating for you and it’s up to you if you want to open your mental cunts and take it in).

Now I’ve listened to it and what sam asks Alpha men about do we appreciate the power we have is a very important question. My belief, confirmed over time, is that our power should be used only for good – our own and that of our submissives – partly because that’s right and partly because you won’t get far along the journey to the deepest, best and completest TOTAL FUCK possible if you fuck up your fags in the process.

Master Anon is really zeroing in on something I called the “deep magic of Hierarchy” in the podcast, the almost mystical uniting of an Alpha and his faggot toward a singular purpose – the worship of Manhood, of Alphahood. It’s the combustible moment when an Alpha attains a god-like status thanks to the complete ownership of faggots.

The Total Fuck is an Alpha’s omnipotence in every aspect of his faggot’s life, even into the faggot’s very soul. We are talking about complete dominance physically, mentally, emotionally, and spiritually.

It is an overwhelming concept. I’ve been at this level twice in my life, and those experiences are why I’m still writing today. They left me shaken and marked forever. If you’ve ever seen Close Encounters Of The Third Kind, you’ll remember the reaction of Richard Dreyfus after he’s experienced something so overwhelming that he can’t describe it, but he knows his life will never be the same.

That is the Total Fuck.

Alphas who achieve that level of absolute power – that cunting of the soul – reach a level beyond anything a silly pyramid graphic can ever describe.

After being a faggot and a student of Hierarchy for so many years, I’m still only scratching at the surface of the deep earth of Manhood. Below, I know that earth contains a wealth of diamonds and gold. The Men we worship are the treasure chests of such riches.

The Total Fuck is how we release it into the universe.

I love this deepthroat training video from @gagthefagTO! I’ve done a variant of this with a dildo on a flat surface, but I love the suctioned dildo because we so often find ourselves in this position.

The routine goes like this: 25 downstrokes in a “set”, counting out three seconds at the base, holding it down your throat before pulling off.

Try it! It’s not as easy as this cocksucker makes it out to be!

The effects of cunting go deeper than the physical.

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I see it a lot around here, this phenomenon of fag panic. It happens when a submissive male stumbles onto the site, reads some information, and they suddenly realize: OH FUCK, I’M A FAGGOT.

Needless to say, the discovery of one’s Hierarchical role can be disorienting. It’s what I sometimes call “the lightbulb moment” when everything becomes clear. It’s like snapping that perfect jigsaw puzzle piece into place.

Understandably, Alphas find a lot of joy when they realize they are actually Alpha. Who wouldn’t be proud to be a superior Man, or a Man worthy of worship by females and faggots? Obviously this is something every Man wants, so discovering that truth is always empowering.

But discovering that one is a faggot can be terrifying.

One day you’re simply a little gay boy, and the next day you discover that you’re actually born to serve Men, born to be used by them and enslaved by them. It can almost give you whiplash!

That just happened to a faggot who just found the information here at FWA. Here is his comment:

HELLO to both the Men and the ‘faggots’ on this site this is first time to see this site, the above article has me feeling overcum with shock, emotion and the realization it is all true and very accurate and perfectly describes how this guy or boy or yes faggot has been living since 2012, its both shocking to know that is how i am seen and thought of as a cocksucker and didnt get it then and worry how it will affect or control my near future. i gave up and surrendered alot in life for the privelege of being one Mans cocksucker and he called me a faggot was very cruel, mean.,selfish and that only made me try even harder to please and appease him, and yes would thank him and express gratitude and just even today cant believe how much he took from my life no matter how hard i tried to please him and do all else he asked. why does my mind and instinct work this way? am ashamed to be that way but proud to be a good cocksucker and used for that purpose, it feels important and special.

Can you hear the fag panic in his words? The dread, the excitement, the sense of confusion?

I wrote the new faggot back and said this:

Brother, I know it can be a shocking realization. I know you’re confused and stunned and a little turned on right now. Don’t worry … you’ll be alright. You’re in the right place. There is a link at the top of the right sidebar of the site titled “advice for faggots”. Click and start reading posts there. You will find more than enough information. The discovery phase for a faggot can be disorienting and quite frightening, but what’s obvious right now is that you’re hearing the ring of truth. You know you’ve stumbled upon your truth. Don’t stop … just keep learning.

The ring of truth, that lightbulb moment, is what we need to focus on in this moment. Don’t deny you heard it and shrink back. Follow the ring of truth until you reach your destination.

Fag panic is temporary. The ring of truth is eternal.

The human Male has never changed. His needs, his wants … all the same. Only circumstances around him have changed throughout history.

What Men want more than anything is POWER. They want to be free, to rule their own Kingdom as King, to be worshiped like a god.

With women, Men have a weaker vessel they can impregnate and reproduce their genetics. To create life. That’s power.

With faggots, they have failed males who can serve as slaves to dominate sexually or otherwise. The faggot worships Men like gods.

Men have always wanted and needed this. They always will.

That is why we see ancient art like that above. Hierarchy is intrinsic to Manhood and vitally important. It is baked into our DNA and informs the very core of our being.

Denying it or refusing its call is tantamount to suicide.

Obey history. Respect the ancient wisdom. Follow the path walked by countless other Men throughout the ages, and find truth.

HIERARCHY IS TRUTH!

How many times have I preached that faggots should find good Alphas to serve? How many times have I preached that Alphas should take their power of faggot ownership seriously and with upbuilding in mind?

I dearly loved today’s tweet from Master David. He highlights the achievement of his unnamed faggot, and how delighted he was to have been a part of grooming him to reach for greater things.

Master David understands that a faggot is a reflection of its Master. Whatever he does to build up his servants only reflects better on him, and adds to his glory. He can also feel pride knowing that his faggot can achieve its dreams.

It’s so profound and deeply moving to me.

I thank and praise Master David for his unparalleled example. Hierarchy is better with his light guiding the way!

Hi. I am A Feminine slut/fag, i love strong men, love alphas, love there bodies etc.. I Believe in love would love to settle with a Alpha and maybe have kids and be his “Good Little Wife” But there is a side of me that enjoys to be bred and seeded, fucked plowed , kissed touched and used by as many alphas at one time, to get my fag pussy plowed with there superior strong life giving seed . Just one guy after the other and still want more sperm inside me. Is this natural to feel and want both these contrasting things? If you can answer this for me fags and Sirs Your input or view would be Appreciated.

Yes, many faggots have such conflicting emotions. Sometimes a faggot will find an Alpha who can fulfill both sides (think: Jamie and Master Dino), but overall I consider that rare. I honestly think that any faggot needs to personally live more in the moment and worry less about dreams about a perfect situation. 

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It may be old, but blowjobs are timeless.

A list of critical elements Alphas should employ in the ownership of faggots.

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Okay, this is an EPIC pissing session. I’ve never seen anything quite like it before. The faggot climbing up, desperate to be pissed on by an entire Alpha Pack, and they definitely drench it!

This post is part of a thread following Koko, a 17-year-old faggot in London who has been enslaved by his sister’s 25-year-old Alpha boyfriend named Oscar. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!

The long delay hearing back from Koko made me nervous. Was he okay? Was he another game player who ghosted me? I have a pretty thick skin these days to this kind of stuff, but I’m still a worrier.

But Koko finally came out of hiding a few days ago. He had gotten into a bad accident and hurt his head, so he was out of commission for a bit.

When he showed up in my DMs, he first had a question from Master Oscar, who apparently had been informed of this site and was intrigued. But the question was even more intriguing.

Master is thinking about having me as a full time faggot. I’m going to be 18 soon and then I could move in with him. He asks if you ever heard of a master with a full time faggot and a girlfriend and how the girls react? Because my sister certainly is in love with him but do you think she could live with him using me as a faggot? Have you ever heard of such a thing? He’s very pleased with me but I still have to learn a lot and I must pay more attention on the streets.

That’s a huge, unexpected leap! I told Koko to tell Master Oscar that I have known Alphas who have girlfriends who know about their ownership of faggots, but in this case the BROTHER aspect of this situation seriously complicates it.

Then Koko followed up that response with another doozy:

Thank you. Master wants to know if you know Masters who are using faggots in front of their girlfriends, not use them secretly, because he doesn’t like to lie. Thank you.

I do, in fact, know of Alphas who use their faggots in front of their girlfriends, but not when the faggot is the girlfriend’s brother. I know I wouldn’t want to be naked and having sex with my sister involved, so I can only imagine a female’s reaction.

After that, I pressed Koko to fill me in on the planned meet-up with Master Oscar’s older Alpha brother Oswald.

From what Koko discovered, Master Oswald is the one who introduced Master Oscar to the use of faggots. Master Oswald currently owns three faggots for sure (because Master Oswald told Koko that directly).

Then Koko relayed the details of their meeting.

Master’s brother is as incredible as he is. They almost look like twins though his brother is older.

I served them all night and they used both my holes a lot. He has multiple faggots from what they said and I was fucked out of my mind. They were talking about DP’ing me and I didn’t know what that is as they were one using my mouth the other using my pussy I thought that’s what they meant but master explained that it means they would both fuck my pussy. At the same time! I don’t even know if that is possible or if they were kidding.

They treated me like a faggot I suppose. They had me serve them drinks and they explored my body and his brother had quite a laugh about my locked dick. Master took it off so his brother could see my how small my dick is and they had another laugh. That was very humiliating. They slapped me for the mistakes I made but they also taught me what they like, how to serve their cocks.

It seems that Master Oswald has an interest in his brother’s new faggot, too.

Next weekend he will be around again. Do you really think they can DP me???? I mean they both have big cocks, how would they go inside at the same time? I can’t even imagine. Master’s brother also wants to bring his faggot then to teach me.

While we were in the midst of talking Master Oscar was calling for his faggot to perform a new and special task …

Master wants me to lick his ass now. I have never done this before and I find the thought disgusting but master assured me I would love it. It’s not like I have a choice.

So when Koko finally returned, he had this to say:

It was amazing! I first thought eeewww, but when I smelled his ass I thought mmmh and then I sniffed and he encouraged me to lick and first I only briefly licked but then I thought it’s not actually this bad…and I licked more and he encouraged me to let my tongue slip inside…yes I loved it. I think I’m addicted now. Am I nuts?

I reassured him that he’s not nuts, just a faggot.

But then my conversation with Koko turned into a troubling territory:

He was laying on his stomach, watching tv. I found that a little upsetting because I thought he’s paying more attention to the tv. I think he really should pay more attention to me.

Then it got even worse when talk turned toward his Master’s relationship with his sister.

Don’t you think Master is a little bit gay? When I ask him he just laughs and says “what’s straight and what’s gay? This whole thing is so overrated.” I hate that he’s fucking girls. I thought maybe he would be attracted only to me and leave my sister.

This is very dangerous emotional territory for a faggot! We must not fall in love or make commitment demands of our Alphas! It will lead to catastrophe every time!

Koko is just learning about service and his purpose, and I’m proud of how well he’s embraced that reality so far.

But that reality can turn harsh very quickly if he doesn’t make the necessary attitude adjustments.

Hopefully Koko will keep the lines of communication so I can continue to guide him!

So I was pretty sure I was a faggot, all the signs are there. I’m a total bottom, I love to service and give myself to strong, confident, powerful men. I’m constantly searching for Alphas. I get so turned on by powerful masculine men.
But I look back at my…erm…”conquests”…and things just dont sit right with me. The majority of men I’ve hooked up with are constantly falling in love with me (theres no other way to say it). Like I know how to make men feel good, cause duh I have a dick of my own and I know what would feel good. But seriously, it could be the first meeting and I’m just kissing their neck, rubbing their crotch, whispering what they wanna hear (“you’re so manly”, “love your hairy body”, etc.) and inevitably they let the “I love you” slip out of their mouths. The FIRST meeting! Even if they have wives and girlfriends (ESPECIALLY if they do).
It completely takes me out of the moment. I choose to meet these men because they are supposed to be dominant total tops who take charge. And sometimes they do. But I can just tell I’m running the show, ya know? This has been going on for almost a decade! My entire career of searching for these men and it seems like its THEM that want to fall to their knees and worship ME? Am I just really good at this or something?
I’ve had men do things for me. I had them buy me alcohol when I was under 21 (never paid them back). I’ve had them give me rides to places. When I didnt have a car, I convinced so many men to BUY A HOTEL ROOM and PICK ME UP AND DROP ME OFF. Isn’t that my job? How am I so good at manipulating them?
And the most confusing part…is that I like it. I like my control over them. I like seeing how far I can go and how much I can push them to do things for me. Or I tell them they’re gonna fuck me long and hard but when the time comes I convince them just to make out and cuddle, just to see if I can. Sometimes when I was younger, I even played up the “broke college student who cant afford textbooks” type (I had enough money on my own) and several of them offered me money. I gladly took it and marveled at my…power over them?
I dont know Sam. All these men and I’ve never once met my match, they’ve all fallen for my “spell”. What do you think? Am I not truly a faggot? Am I secretly some weird kind of Alpha? Nowadays I can just tell when a guy is already falling for me, even through text before our first meeting. And I toy with them so much because its fun to watch them get nervous or squirm. Are men just that desperate? I would appreciate any advice.

Well, congratulations on being the Catherine Tramell of faggots, I guess (let’s see how many people get that reference). To clear up one thing, no you are not some sort of weird Alpha. You’re a faggot who is skilled at seduction (I don’t know what you look like, but I’m guessing you’re pretty attractive) and you’ve been snaring weak Men led by their dicks. It’s a common theme throughout the history of Mankind. I do think it’s a shame that you’ve allowed this success to go to your head and turned you into some egomaniacal cock tease. I’m sure there are plenty of Alphas in my audience who would love to break you of your impudent attitude. 

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Last year I took on a huge project. I decided to transfer the entire written works of the legendary Tumblr blog str8guy4fags2serve to this site in order to preserve it.

Why this blog? Written in 2013 by a 22-year-old nameless Apex Alpha, it remains one of the most staggering works of Hierarchical truth ever written. Its influence is EVERYWHERE and UNDENIABLE. By charting his own use of faggots as a straight Alpha, he unwittingly blazed a previously uncharted course into the very heart of Male sexual dynamics. He began to codify the terminology we use today. It’s all there, like scribblings of cave paintings of an ancient people struggling to create language. He was the first, the pioneer.

I took this preservation work very seriously. I moved through the original blog post-by-post, meticulously reproducing its pages. It was an act of love and respect for this greatest Master and King.

It’s unfortunate that I felt the need to take this action. Sadly, we live in a world filled with people who desperately want to white-wash Hierarchy and the Alpha/fag dynamic from the consciousness and history of our world. Blogs of pure truth have, one-by-one, been carelessly deleted without warning by biased people and corporations. Far too many have been lost already.

But I wasn’t going to let Tumblr destroy this blog, too. This one blog HAD to be preserved. So now it lives here at FWA for the rest of my days, and beyond. It is my great honor to safeguard this treasure of Hierarchical knowledge for the betterment of Mankind.

To the Apex Alpha who wrote this most sacred text, I simply say THANK YOU. This faggot will preserve your legacy forever.

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This post is part of a thread chronicling the Alphahood of Master Logan, a 35-year-old Alpha who owns two collared faggots. CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!

Men’s feet.

They drive faggots fucking crazy. I’ve been obsessed with Men’s feet since before puberty, I think. I really began taking the worship of feet seriously sometime in my late twenties. I had a female friend named Jan who had training in the art of pedicures, and she taught me a lot. After that, my foot worship sessions became much more intimate and pleasurable for the Alphas who received them (and yes, I’m indicating to all faggots that they should step up this part of their game!).

My deep appreciation for professional foot worship and service helps me love the letter I received from my fag brother Ali. His Owner, the extraordinary Master Logan, gave little Ali a rare privilege recently:

I don’t understand what is it about this Man’s feet that gets me like that? 

I am not a foot person. I don’t have anything against foot fetish but it has never been, and I’d argue Is still not, my thing. I don’t think of feet sexually. I never pay attention to men’s feet, alphas or otherwise. The first feet I’ve ever licked were His and I did it because He ordered it and it brought me pleasure because I was doing what He wanted to be done. Over time though I found myself being totally lost kissing his feet and licking them – it has become one of my favorite things to do and one of my favorite parts of His amazing alpha body. When we are in public nowadays, He often puts his feet in my lap and have me massage them. Or He would put them in view of me and know I’m losing my mind wanting to be on my knees worshiping them. Sometimes He just puts them in my lap when we are watching tv or just chatting and the moment I hold them I feel safe. Alphas are truly a different class of humans altogether. 

So I have massaged his feet countless times. I have asked him, however, several times if I could wash His feet and we just never got around to do it it seems. It finally happened. After licking them for a while and being lost in his scent I asked him if I could wash His feet and He said yes. My heart literally skipped a beat sam. I had it all planned for the day it happens. Warmed the water, soaked them in lavender bath salt for a while then scrubbed them well. I dried them gently and lovingly. I can’t describe or understand how much pleasure I was getting out of the simple act of drying them with a towel. I then put a mud mask on them and waited for it to dry and washed them again then moisturized them. They were so soft and I was very proud of my work. I kissed them with an incredible serenity washing all over me and a satisfied smile, that I will always do anything to see, on His face. I told a friend and he said he will teach me how to give him a proper pedicure. I can’t wait! 

I then gave Him a 90 minute massage and was the happiest fag alive, I have no doubt. Exactly like you put it, it’s a divine privilege. There is something very biblical about it too (although I grew up a Muslim). 

Isn’t Sir Logan just amazing? I realize that he is slowly shaping me into the fag he wants. What a privilege! 

So beautiful in every way!

Ali put it best – there is something divine, almost Biblical, about the experience of truly worshiping and caring for the feet of our Alphas! It’s wonderful to see our Alphas totally at peace and enjoying the worship Nature meant for them! And the fact that we, as their faggot, can meticulously groom their feet, practically caring for every cell as if it was our universe. Our entire purpose.

And believe me, once a Man’s feet have been properly groomed and pampered, nothing on Earth feels more satisfying for a faggot and nothing looks more beautiful. FUCK, I LOVE FEET!!!

Thank you to my little brother Ali for sharing this love with me today! Now I desperately need to find a pair of feet to serve!

EDIT: Master Logan responded to his little faggot’s lovely letter:

Hey there faggot,
It’s been a busy couple of weeks here. Yeah, that was an almost spiritual experience for him. I enjoyed it because it felt good and was a nice distraction while I was busy working, but aside from that, I didn’t get anything in particular out of it (not to diminish his experience). I had already bred him about an hour earlier and was in relaxation mode, so in that way, it was nice. Sorry I don’t have any deep insight this time. haha. I’ll definitely have him do it again though. I’m glad he shared it with you, I think he really enjoys putting his experiences in writing and it helps him process the (understandably) strong emotions that are innately coupled with his service.

It’s interesting to hear a Man’s perspective on foot worship, isn’t it? Obviously, Master Logan is a kind and loving Owner!

I’m a faggot that primarily sucks cock. Sometimes I’ll go to a cruising area and service several men, often two or three at a time. I don’t undress, but I do wear jockstraps generally. Recently I had a man turn me around and tug me jeans down. He was wet from my throat but I didn’t want to be fucked as I wasn’t prepped and asked him to please not to fuck me and he backed down and said he didn’t want to force me. But he was clearly annoyed and walked away so I felt some shame in failing to perform. I was glad to avoid getting fucked. I do however, understand the concept of implied consent, and I’m wondering if I should douche in case I can’t talk a guy down next time.

Yes, brother, you absolutely need to douche thoroughly and prepare yourself just as meticulously for cruising as you would if you were preparing yourself for your Owner. In my early days of cruising, I learned pretty quickly that Men will surprise you with how quickly their moods and intentions can change once you get them going. 
 
And why wouldn’t they expect that? After all, you’re the one on your knees servicing their cock. In their eyes, you are just a tool to use to get off, so why shouldn’t the ass be just as available as the mouth? 
 
Yes, cleanout is a pain. But if you’re going to put yourself in that situation, it’s really your responsibility to be ready to completely satisfy the Men you pick up through cruising. Offering just your mouth in such situations is like offering guests only the side dishes but none of the succulent main course. 
 
Have your pussy clean every time you cruise! 

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Courtesy of @DomToppSir.

I hear about it every week, how I shouldn’t glorify or discuss the seedier and morally-debatable aspects of Hierarchical mechanics. “You endorse rape!” they scream at me from the safety of their computer keyboard.

But if we’re honest, we must admit that sex and sexuality between Men is complicated and raw. It definitely cannot be neatly packaged or pigeonholed. The Alpha/fag dynamic of Hierarchy is Male sexual mechanics at its most extreme and volatile. Of course it’s going to be messy in every way imaginable … and also controversial.

The following experience from a brother named Kyle.

Where I’m at there are a lot of spots that are frequented by guys looking for sex. It’s also a spot where alphas/straight guys can use faggots in a discreet NSA way.

A few days back I went to a local spot and saw this younger twink sucking off an muscular alpha who was definitely a few years older than the twink. Because I also enjoy to watch and listen to other guys I watched them for a bit.

This alpha finally told the fag twink he was to bend over so he could fuck his ass, but the twink was apprehensive and said a couple times he didn’t want to get fucked. But the alpha being an alpha bent the twink and took his ass anyway. The faggot did struggle a little as well as say no.

I knew what was happening, but preferred to watch the faggot get used as it should be. It’s like nature taking its course.

By any modern definition, the twink was raped.

But here’s the hard truth: as males, we know deep down that this is how it’s supposed to happen. Alphas grabbing faggots and using them at will.

Kyle could’ve become indignant and tried to stop the Alpha from “raping” the faggot. He could’ve expressed moral outrage.

But he didn’t. He watched it happen while silently nodding his head in solidarity with the moment.

“As it should be.”

Once you reveal your true nature to an Alpha Pack, it’s over. They know what to do with a limit-free faggot, and they’ll push each other to use you harder than you ever imagined.

I often use the analogy of a loyal dog when describing the relationship a Man or Alpha might have with his owned faggot. Neither a dog nor a faggot are equal to the stature of a Man, but like a faithful dog a faggot can be a beloved possession of the Man.

At least that has been my experience. Of course, my faggot sensibilities and perspective probably color my point of view, too. But honestly, I’ve met so many Alphas who confirm to me that they feel like the dog analogy fits their general view of their faggots.

So I guess that’s why I was a bit surprised (in a nice way) to read the following comment left by Alpha Ranger, an Alpha who runs a blog on BDSMLR about Hierarchy-related issues.

Hey faggot, new commenter here. I’m a gay alpha muscle dad type who has checked out your site from time to time and occasionally binge the podcast on long solo drives.

Anyway, I wanted to comment on the pet dog comparison. I don’t think that is a perfect analogy at all as someone who owns dogs and currently one fag. Most fags who have served me have more than a little masochist side. Dogs dont. I would never slap, push around, or be rough with my dogs. My fag thanks me. My fag understands why my boot is on his face – my dog wouldnt.

Men, especially alphas, all have a lot of aggressive (maybe even a bit violent) energy we carry around and arent allowed to express in polite society (which is a good thing). Fags serve to let us unleash and vent some of that stuff – I think it’s one of their most important roles.

That said, I wholeheartedly agree that beating a fag, or causing serious injury is a step way too far and a man that does that kind of stuff needs a therapist more than a fag.

I love how blunt Alpha Ranger is in describing these primal needs of Men. It’s true. Men often do require ways to express the various shades of rage in their lives, and faggots provide that perfect outlet.

I think it’s an important adjustment I need to make in order to refine my application of this analogy. I think the fag/dog analogy works, but certainly not in all cases or with all Men.

What do you think?

I thank Alpha Ranger for making me look at things from the Alpha perspective!

As it was in the streets of Ancient Greece, or with the gladiators of Ancient Rome, so it is today.

Alphas rutting, dominating, and breeding faggots.

And so it will be until the end of time.

HierarchyIsTruth

Here is a wonderful video of @SSaggerbro using his favorite faggot domestically.

Domestic use of faggots is catastrophically overlooked by most Alphas. It’s a simple, non-sexual way of receiving the worship an Alpha deserves. It instills in the faggot a respect for the non-reciprocal aspects of service. It immediately and unequivocally defines the difference between Man and faggot.

That’s why I love seeing an Alpha showing off his domestic faggot in such a casual and confident manner. The way it should be!

hey sam. two years ago when I was 23 I finally stopped pretending I’m not gay and a faggot I came out, started to have sex with men and embraced my faggotness. almost exactly a year ago I met this 29 year old man who claimed to be an alpha. He was physically fit. Anyway we met, we were having sex and suddenly he became really violent both physically and verbally. he was hurting me so i asked him to stop but he kept telling me to “take it bitch” eventually I got out of the bed and he became livid he kept shouting at me and he grabbed this ceramic vase and he threw at me hitting the side of my head. I didn’t bleed much so I thought it wasn’t that bad. the next day I started to have major headaches I went to the doctor and he did a CT scan and the doctor told me i have some sort of bleeding. They operated on me and it took me a long time to heal. I’d like to think the physical damage is over but I still suffer with the psychological effects of what happened. I started to have fears and anxieties especially when approaching men. This has destroyed my sex life. I’m in therapy now I haven’t told her about the faggot alpha thing I’m certain she won’t get it. My question to you is, is this common in the fag alpha world? are we supposed to be attacked and assaulted? because if this is the deal I’m not so sure I’m up for it. I’m a faggot I’ll always be a faggot but if this is how it’s done, who’s to say next time it won’t be a knife or a gun or some homicidal maniac who will stuff me in the freezer. It’s just scary. Is there some vetting technique or procedure before hooking up with alphas to lessen the risk? thank you brother. HECTOR  

Brother, I’m so sorry this happened to you! What a horrifying experience! 
 
NO, this is NOT how things are supposed to go between Alphas and faggots! It is NOT alright that he attacked you! Fortunately, the vast majority of Alphas have enough control over their rage that they would never do something so harmful to a faggot (or any lesser creature), but there’s always that one psychologically-unbalanced person out there in the bunch. You were the unlucky faggot who happened to be the one who found that guy (who rightfully should be in jail). 
 
We all deal with attacks in our own way, I suppose. After my rape I did the opposite of you – I really went on a tear of whoring myself out. I look back at it now and can see that it was a desire to self-destruct motivating my actions, but at the time it was the only way I could drown out the fear and anger. You just do what you can to heal. There are no “right” answers for that. It’s whatever your heart needs.
 
But trust me – there are good Alphas (even GREAT ones) out there who will cherish you and protect you. Don’t close yourself off from fulfillment just because you had a terrible experience. If you do, you let his terrorization beat you in an even more destructive way – inside. 
 
Sadly, I don’t think there are foolproof ways to vet Alphas in order to completely avoid the bad apples in the bunch. Meeting in public places and getting to know them a bit first certainly help. But ultimately we faggots are kindling to the fire. We sacrifice ourselves in order to be useful to greater Men. All we can hope to do is burn very brightly. 

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It’s the typical story for me too. At first i was scared of chastity cages, then i was turned on by it and as I’m writing this I’m in my cage. It feels warm inside and I’m horny all the time but without cumming, which at times makes me feel bad. I’d like to try to wear my cage even more frequently but it still feels funny down there. I have the 3 inch one on and it feels huge but i feel like it’s too soon to try on a smaller cage. Will it fit? Should I keep the one i have on till my dick gets smaller? I don’t know how it works. And if one day my dick gets small will i be able to get erect or cum? Can you help me Sam?

Your clit will adjust to whatever you put it in eventually. If the three-inch cage feels too big, get the next size down. The idea is that it should be SNUG. As for whether you will be able to get erect and cum in the future, the answer is yes you will. If the clit is set free for a period of time your natural erections will stretch it back out and you’ll be able to climax like a male again.

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Do you think that getting castrated would help on my journey to becoming an object?  I think I spend too much time playing with my cock and I think this might help me focus on other people’s pleasures and away from giving myself pleasure.  Thank you for your help.

Yes, I do think it would. However, I would try to go into chastity first before graduating to something as drastic as castration. 

Hiya, i’ve asked a question here before relating to chastity and you gave me a really detailed and thoughtful response so just wanted to thank you for that first of all! This title of the question may be a little misleading as it doesn’t actually relate to the traditional toilet training that might come to mind. I’m now talking to a new Alpha and we plan to meet this weekend. I’m a very dirty fag, open minded and willing to do pretty much whatever it takes to serve my Owner, and lucky for me, he is also very kinky. As we were talking and getting to know each other yesterday we get onto kinks, fetishes, limits etc. He starts by asking me would i be willing to rim his ass and i say ‘Yes Sir of course’ (not my favourite thing but i know my place). Then he proceeds to ask if he would clean it rather than just rim it (meaning his ass hole is dirty). I was reluctant at first but with a little discussion he reminds me of my place and i realise if it means i can serve him better then i am more than happy to do it. He expects to train my mouth as his piss urinal which we have previously discussed and both agreed is an important part of training, but now he wants me to be his toilet and train me fully with the intention and goal that nothing that comes out of his body goes to waste when i’m with him including, spit, piss, cum and shit. Obviously i would swallow his spit, cum and piss anyway out of respect and to acknowledge the natural order of the hierarchy but scat is something i haven’t experienced before. I’m sure it is something i could learn to do under his strict training and it’s not something i would let get between me and my Owner because i know that my place is at his feet and i live to serve him. But do you have any advice about how to make it easier for me to embark on this kind of training or if it’s even safe of necessary to do so in order to be the best faggot for my Master? Apologies for the amount of text i just wanted to give a little context so you can see where we’re at with it. Any advice would be much appreciated, thank you!

Well, here’s the rub. You say you’re a “dirty faggot” who will “do anything” for an Alpha. Now you’ve found an Alpha who literally wants to challenge that claim. What do you do?
 
I’m not going to sugarcoat it (although that might help in your situation LOL). Eating shit is not healthy or safe. I’m not saying it’s completely unsafe, either. But it’s not like drinking piss (which is sterile). There are all sorts of bad bacteria in human shit. It’s also (essentially) rotting solids excreted by the body. And it’s pretty damned disgusting.
 
I think it’s pretty awful that any Alpha would expect a faggot to actually eat his shit. A Man wouldn’t expect his dog to eat his shit, and would likely be disgusted if his dog tried to do that. So why demand that a faggot do it? These kinds of revolting games are childish and unnecessarily cruel. 
 
I wouldn’t serve such a Man. I don’t think you should, either. But at the very least you should draw the line at shit-eating. You aren’t proving anything to anybody by doing it except how dumb it is. 

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This is another entry in the incredible life of Apex Alpha Sir Titus. For all of his true stories, CLICK HERE to read them in chronological order!

So I received a fair amount of thrilled feedback from readers after my recent entry about the return of Sir Titus after a stint of service in the military. Many were curious about his new arrangement in Montana and this new wealthy sugar daddy cash fag bankrolling his new living situation.

Well Sir Titus told me an extensive true story about his first trip to meet the cash fag and see the new place with his two faggots (who are no longer serving) from several months ago.

If you’re unfamiliar with the stories of Sir Titus, buckle up.

I enjoyed my claimed fags here in Georgia, but I’m looking forward to Montana. I prefer Midwest boys to southern boys. I know – I got to sample while I was out there.

So I asked him more about this first trip out to Montana with his two faggots (mentioned in the previous article).

Fag Steve owns a ranch home outside of Missoula. How we met is a story for another time.

He flew me and my two claimed fags to spend some time up there in beautiful “big sky country”. My fags left a few days earlier because they had school to come back to, but I was able to spend a couple extra days there. Fag Steve arranged a dinner party of sorts; him, me, and three of the local guys he was familiar with through various channels. The guys who showed up were all early to mid 20s and judging by the way they looked at me when I met them, that’s when things clicked about the type of dinner party it was meant to be.

Mid dinner. I got up, saying that I had to “go use the bathroom”, but I actually went to my room, stripped completely naked, and then came back to the dining room like nothing was any different. That’s how you control the energy in a room. One of them finally got the courage to ask if I wanted my cock sucked. The other two looked pissed that they weren’t so bold first. Fag Steve just looked amused. I told him no, that I wanted to finish my steak, but he could worship my feet. (Total tangent, but the steaks fag Steve got were amazing. Tasted fucking fresh from the market).

I turned the conversation from the less mundane to the more direct. That’s when they told me about how they knew fag Steve, why they were there, etc.
In a way, I think it was a test of sorts on fag Steve’s part. Maybe not so much as a test, but an evaluation. It’s easy for someone to say that they are Alpha; it’s another to demonstrate it in action. For all fag Steve knew, I could be just another Alpha-for-pay, as we’ve all seen enough of those before. I felt like I was being observed, and since I actually enjoy displays of my Alpha skills, thought that I would further demonstrate “truth through action”.

After dinner, fag Steve cleaned up and I took the 3 fags into the living room because they each had brought me an offering. I’ll be honest, I chuckled a little to myself at the biblical allegory of being a savior gifted three times. I get it though. He’s offering his house and willing to pay a stipend to me, he probably wanted to make sure I was the real deal. You would’ve thought that the two fags from GA I brought and fucked in front of him would’ve demonstrated that, but it sounds like he arranged this prior to my trip there.

They gave me their gifts as I essentially interviewed them. Easier to ask questions (limits, kinks, turn-ons, etc.) before things heat up. I made them strip for me, and it’s a good thing they were cute because none of them could dance. Haha I got a metal cock ring, rubber ball stretcher, and fresh bottle of poppers. I let the ones who gave me the cock ring put it on me, I put the ball stretcher on myself, and the four of us went outside to the jacuzzi to chill, relax, and talk some more. I knew they wanted to get down to business, but you know how I am: I was going to make them wait as long as possible. Haha.

So for the sake of simplicity, I’ll refer to the 3 fags as Irish, Ass, and Pretty. Irish because he was a pasty ginger with the milkiest skin, Ass should be self explanatory for the Wrangler-wearing fag, and Pretty because he was one of those guys who is so well groomed, I just wanted to ruin him.

The four of us sat in the jacuzzi and relaxed as the sun went down. If you’ve never seen a Montana sunset, it is truly something spectacular to behold, even in the cold winter. Amazing colors in a big open sky. We shot the shit as I had my legs spread wide over the laps of Ass and Pretty. They massaged my legs (after some hesitation since they didn’t know what was/wasn’t acceptable) as Irish fondled slowly my cock and balls that were pulled in the stretcher. None of it was with a purpose or anything other than pure worship and adoration. Fag Steve brought us drinks and I sipped my whiskey-sour.

We talked about their lives, their majors, and their experience as subs/fags. Irish was in an open relationship that was loving but devoid of service opportunities. Pretty had a sugar daddy who fawned over his every need, so similarly, he was there to fulfill his need to give. Ass had probably the most experience as a service fag, having transitioned from power bottom to faggot. Faggot Steve just sat back and watched. He did not engage in our conversation unless he was directly spoken to or told to get us something. I love meeting new people and extrapolating “profiles” of them.

When I had a pretty good idea of the pieces on the board based on their true natures and not just the masks they wore during polite dinner conversation, I asked which one of them wanted to kiss me. All three raised their hands immediately. Irish was positioned best so I said he could kiss me first. He scooted forward, thinking I meant on the lips, so I pushed him back with a foot. I lifted my legs up on the edge of the jacuzzi so my cock was poking out over the water, nodded to it, and told him to kiss me. Ass and Pretty just watched as he did exactly as he was told. I pointed that out to the others because when you’re training in a group like that, the focus of training can be taught to the others directly. As I started oozing precum, I had Irish share it with the other two by kissing them. I think they enjoyed their “dessert”. Haha

I finally gave them permission to share my cock with some very specific guidelines.

– I was to be sucked, not sucked off.

– They were to share.

– Only one cock mattered: mine. They were not to touch themselves.

I basically just laid back, closed my eyes, and enjoyed 3 eager mouths as they worked my cock. I took notes here and there of which ones gave better head, which ones seemed to improve, the usual stuff. I closed my eyes and it was sunset.

I opened them again and the sun had already gone down and the back porch was lit by dim fairy lights. I was properly edged and it was time to play “cock potato”, which is basically “hot potato” but with my cock in their mouth. I stood up (not without difficulty since the whiskey had hit a little harder than I expected) and fag Steve timed 20 seconds for each of them to try and make me cum. They thought they each had an equal chance, but I have pretty good cum control and knew exactly which one was going to get my load. This is the level of an Apex: to know exactly how to motivate and improve your fags. An Alpha plays checkers; an Apex plays chess.

It wasn’t going to be Ass because I knew that if he didn’t get it, he would be inspired to work harder to get my next one. It wasn’t Irish because his cocksucking skills needed some work. After a few rounds, I had Pretty on my dick. I grabbed him by the back of his head and forgetfully deep throated into him. He panicked a little but I didn’t let go. It was particularly hard for him to learn to submit, but it was also so the other two could understand that resistance truly was futile.
When I felt his throat relax a little, that change in tension was all I needed to cum. He swallowed most of my cum, but I held back a little as I pulled out, leaving the last shot or two for his face.
I stepped back to admire my work and told the other two to clean him up. It was like piranhas at feeding time.

Fag Steve, like a good faggot, was ready for me with a fresh towel. I let him dry me off as the 3 fags got out of the jacuzzi. I told them that they should go prep and do spot checks to make sure they were cleaned out deep before we moved inside. They practically tripped over each other trying to get to the bathroom. I let fag Steve suck my cock for a while as I finished my whiskey.

When the fags were all done prepping, I told each of them that I would give them 10 minutes of alone time with me in the bedroom. I wanted to see what they wanted and without the distraction of the others around.

Irish went first and as you can see, what he wanted to do was worship my cock (photo evidence provided to Sam). Ass and I wrestled a bit and he really got into sniffing and licking me all over. Pretty also wanted to suck my dick again. The power and effect of Alpha cum in his gut was very apparent. Eat your heart out, Jane Goodall; I was in my element making observations about fags in their natural habitats.

After they each had their one-on-one time with me, I went back into the living room to grab the poppers and the other two fags. The five of us went into the Master bedroom.

I’m about to go off on a rant right now. I hate condoms. I truly fucking hate condoms. They never fit right, they dull the feelings, and cumming inside one just doesn’t feel the same. That being said, despite all of us being on prep, Irish and Pretty asked that I wear one since Irish has a boyfriend and it is one of Pretty’s sugar daddy’s rules. Fag Steve is friends with Pretty’s SD too, so I wasn’t going to push there, and Irish was so timid, I didn’t want to scare him.

Ass had the right attitude when I asked him privately about it. He basically said, “men were meant to breed, so do what you feel you were born to do”.

To be honest, I remember how it started and I remember how it ended. Everything else was a blur of sweat and skin and cum. It started with Ass sitting on my face after I cracked open the bottle of poppers. Irish helped put the Magnum on me and Pretty sat on it, facing Ass so they could kiss as he adjusted. Supposedly I’m a “little” bigger than his SD. Irish was between my legs, licking at my balls which felt amazing since they were tight in the stretcher. Then like I said, the rest was a blur of grunts and moans and slapping skin on skin. I know Irish rode me next and the three of them did a good job switching things around.
I remember when the condom came off and it felt like my cock could briefly breathe again, even if it was for a few short moments before I fucked Ass. I remember my second load went in him.

We took a break and Irish was going to have to get back home soon since it was getting late. He went outside to have a post-sex smoke. I went out and joined him. I don’t usually smoke, but I needed something to mellow me out a little. I remember telling him that smoking was bad for him, taking the cigarette from his fingers, and claiming it as my own. Even with that, let me tell you: Montana in the winter at night is not pleasant. Fortunately, fag Steve had those heater umbrellas so we huddled under one of them. We talked, I did some psychological aftercare with him, made sure he was centered. One thing led to another and I ended up having him against the side of the house, my raw cock fucking him. I couldn’t cum (too cold and I knew that he and his boyfriend would’ve viewed breeding as truly crossing the line), but I did let him jack off until he sprayed his weak little fag cum on the ground. He sucked my dick clean, gave me a cigarette for later (a fag from a fag), and then left.

And then there were two. Ass and Pretty were making out when I got back into the room. Fag Steve was just watching from the corner where he had been sitting the whole time. I snapped my fingers and he went to get Gatorade for me and waters for the fags.

They asked me if everything was okay because I was out there for a while. They acted surprised when I told them I had just bareback fucked Irish. I reassured them that I didn’t cum and that the next load was for one of them. I put Pretty on his knees sucking my dick and Ass rimming me. Fag Steve came back and, this I found funny, Pretty asked him if he could get a Gatorade too. The minute fag Steve was out of the room, Pretty got up from his knees turned around, backed his ass onto my dick, and started fucking himself on my raw cock. Seems like Irish wasn’t the only reticent condom queen. Haha. He stopped when we heard fag Steve coming down the hall and went back to sucking my dick. Probably for the best because he turned me on so much by his ballsiness that I almost busted my nut, and if that has happened, fag Steve definitely would’ve seen.

Round 2 was more of the same blur. Fucking Ass raw, condom on, fucking Pretty, switching things up as fag Steve held the poppers for us and handed us drinks. There was a moment where I remember fucking Pretty doggy style and I was getting really hot and sweaty. I started chugging water and it started running down my body and collecting in the nape of Pretty’s arched back. Ass licked the water from me before drinking from the pool that collected in Pretty’s lower back. It was hot to see Ass so attentive. I’m definitely going to have to use him when I move there. After Ass was done “drying” us up, he got under Pretty in a 69 with him. I kept getting really close but just couldn’t cross that finish line; fucking condoms. I pulled out to catch my breath and leaned back to watch the fags sucking each other. From underneath, Ass gave me a kind of wave. As I leaned forward, he slipped the condom off of me and lined my cock up with Pretty’s hole. I didn’t really need the aiming assistance since he was pretty gaped already. From where faggot Steve was sitting, and with the low light of the room, he never could’ve seen me sliding in raw. Pretty told me later that he and Ass had already discussed this and the only reason he told me to use a condom was because he was afraid fag Steve would tell his SD. So I’m fucking Pretty raw and I feel his ass start to tighten. I’m all too familiar with this and know he’s about to cum. I feel his ass twitch and hear both him and Ass moan. I couldn’t hold back even if I wanted to (which I didn’t) and I flooded his guts. When I pulled out, all of my cum and his juices splattered on Ass’s face and Ass immediately rimmed Pretty; this way it would appear as if I had cum on Ass’s face instead. Didn’t take long before Ass was whimpering about cumming so I shoved Pretty’s face down and made him taste Ass’s pathetic fag cum. I have to admit it was fun watching him retch a little in a way he didn’t do when taking my cum down his throat for obvious reasons.

When they were done, Pretty rushed off to the bathroom and Ass let fag Steve lick my cum off his face, which I thought was nice. I followed Pretty into the bathroom (again to make sure he was okay). He was a little shaken and nervous because he was afraid his SD would find out. This was when he told me about the plan for getting me to BB him. I told him he was fine and the two of us showered together. For being a fag I started off wanting to destroy completely, it was a pretty tender moment of reassurance.

Ass came in to tell us that fag Steve was getting tired and asked if I was too. To be honest, I was a little, but I was still horny because #alphaneeds. Pretty got dressed and left, leaving just me with Ass and fag Steve. Fag Steve asked if we needed anything else and I told him I was probably going to go have my other cigarette. He told me that Alphas shouldn’t smoke cigarettes, then proceeded to show me his humidor. Yes, this faggot had a fucking humidor.

The three of us went back onto the patio while I smoked, shooting the shit under the heaters. I got about halfway through a great sweet chocolate cigar but had reached my limit.

We all went inside and fag Steve told me he needed to set the alarm. (Tangent – why someone on a somewhat remote ranch with no neighbors needs an alarm system is beyond me). What this meant, however, was that Ass was either staying the night or leaving right then. He looked at me and I wish I could’ve bottled that look up.

I told fag Steve “he’s staying”.

So Ass and I took the Master bedroom (obviously) and fag Steve took the guest room adjacent to it. For the rest of the night, Ass and I talked, fucked, and had a proper breeding session. I wondered if faggot Steve was turned on by the noise we were making, but I think we both know the answer to that question. Haha.

May I remind you, all of that was just the first trip to check out the new fag-funded digs!

HOLY FUCK!

Granted, this is not the first monstrous Sir Titus fuck session I’ve covered here, but it’s different in that we see how Sir Titus uses Apex Alpha privilege to get exactly what he wants when he wants it. The control is unparalleled. He wields a group of faggots like a master magician, coaxing each one to perform tricks under his sure and steady hand.

His former faggot Cody has told me how amazing it feels to have Sir Titus’ huge cock pumping cum into its hole, and how Sir Titus has a neverending supply of it to feed his property.

Well it sounds like all of Montana will be swallowing liquid manna from his Apex Alpha cock very soon!

Site note: Sir Titus is now an editor here at FWA and will begin writing his experiences directly. He’s a gifted communicator, so I’m looking forward to what he writes going forward!

This is another entry in the incredible life of Apex Alpha Sir Titus. For all of his true stories, CLICK HERE to read them in chronological order!

There are three Apex Alphas that I consider to be touchstones for the perspective of this site. Two of them are gifted writers of true Hierarchical texts. GOD Natural-Hung-Bull is one of them. The other is the legendary Apex God Sir Titus.

During my first dalliance with him a few years ago, he leveled entire forests of Hierarchical understanding with his massive, extinction-level explosions of power. He redefined what was truly possible for an Apex Alpha – namely, anything and everything.

And then, in an instant, he disappeared into military service.

The debris of his catastrophic rampage settled over my life like bits of trees after a particularly violent storm. And there was a sad quiet, too. I never thought I would ever hear from him again.

As an experienced faggot, I’m accustomed to Alphas disappearing; it’s part of the job description for a faggot. But this loss ached. I had touched the soul of God in Sir Titus, and now that light was gone.

And then, like a transmission from an astronaut lost in deep space, I received a message from Sir Titus!

I saw your post, fag. I’m still around (kinda). Just been keeping a low profile after my Tumblr got shut down.

I’m good. Getting out of the military. Fucked up my knee pretty badly so getting a medical separation with tons of disability, so it’s a good thing.

Been getting ready to move. Going to U of Montana to finish my degree in physical therapy. Got a place all ready for me out there in big sky country.

You know I got back from Bahrain to here in Georgia, but then we kind of fell out of touch. I don’t agree with everything you post on the site, but I understand your reasoning for it and think the site does more good than harm. Since getting back, had two live in fags to train (first in July, second in September). I was on quarantine and they were out of school, so it made things VERY convenient for my needs.

So I asked more about the two live-in faggots he owned in Georgia.

The two fags I had living with me offered to pay me rent and give me money and I turned them down because I knew they couldn’t really afford it. They paid for groceries, but I handled the utilities and things because it impacted me less.

They handled my other needs which allowed me the freedoms to be the Alpha I am. It was the first time I had ever had two fags at once in this fashion and living with me, but it worked out because I put my foot down early and enforced the hierarchy. Because they abided by the law of nature, things worked out great. Hierarchy is the natural order.

Ahhhh … nobody understands the true application of Hierarchy better than Sir Titus! It was so refreshing to hear him say this!

Then, he mentioned how he used the Hierarchy podcast as a tool for training his two faggots! (Blush)

There were a couple I listened to with my fags as part of their training. I’d have them suck my dick while we’d listen and then quiz them afterwards to make sure they could multitask. It didn’t go so well at first. Haha. Whichever one answered more questions correctly got rewarded. Haha. You know me, you know how I train.

So then I needed to hear more about the new arrangements in Montana.

I’m going to miss my fags here. They served me well. Montana is going to be interesting since it’ll be the first time I’m living with a “sugar daddy” fag. I don’t know how else to describe him. Haha.

Okay, so there’s some backstory. There’s a wealthy faggot from LA who has a ranch/house outside of Missoula. He’s only there a few times a year. He’s letting me stay there rent free in a kind of “housesitting” arrangement. I’m also getting paid for it which, considering what tuition costs even with my GI Bill and disability, helps cut down costs. It means I don’t have to work while I’m in school unless I want to, and can focus on my education.

He’s a cashfag for other Alphas, so this is no different for him. He found me and asked if I was ever in LA or Montana. He flew me and my two fags up in January to check out the place. First time I ever flew first class without getting upgraded for being military.

Definitely different from anything I’ve done before, and I know I said I’d never take money from a fag, but the offer is too good to pass up. There are some caveats, but none I have an issue with.

Ugh. I hate when cashfags think they can make demands of the Alphas they serve! But these demands don’t seem outrageous (yet):

Only caveats are:

– when he’s in town, he’d like to have me let him service me uninterrupted which is fine

– he has cameras throughout the house (except in the toilet parts of the bathrooms) which I’m fine with. I don’t need privacy and I want him to know that I’m fucking fags in his house

– weekly Skype chats which I agreed to only if they were short

– make sure the mail is brought in

– and to not wash any rags I use for cleaning up cum

Pretty simple.

To be completely honest, I wrestled with it for a while. The idea of being given money seemed antithetical to the notion that an Alpha should be self sufficient.

I eventually settled on the fact that it’s a means to an end, and not some sort of control being done by the fag. The reality is that I could move there and be completely self sufficient.

However, it’s just like sex. I could jack off, but why not be worshipped?

I could live in a small apartment and live okay, but why do that when I could have this?

He’s absolutely right, of course. Alphas deserve such worship, Apex Alphas doubly so.

Then Sir Titus dropped this bit of solid gold truth he learned while training his two Georgia fags:

True, but women are more selective, and sometimes it’s easier to help the fags who haven’t yet accepted their place in the hierarchy understand their role. Some are just visual learners.

Some fags have to “come out” twice; first as gay, then as fags.

One of my boys had no issues with it. The other took some time. Everyone is on a different path. I just provided a place where he could admit his desires without being judged or made to feel guilt about it.

The other thing that helped was my first fag who was already with me. They bonded quickly and I didn’t interfere in that since I’m not fluent in speaking fag. Haha.

Honestly, no Alpha on the planet speaks “fag” better than Sir Titus. He is a Master of the highest order. For more evidence of this, feel free to read his mastery over his last faggot Cody before he disappeared (Cody’s Last Ride) or the absolutely essential post Terra Firma he wrote about faggot training.

There is simply no Alpha, Apex or otherwise, who can touch the supreme power of Sir Titus. He is the uninhibited forces of Nature distilled into the form of an ultimate Man.

For me, a little faggot forever on the ground, it feels good to have the light of this true god beaming down on me again!

Thank you always, Master!

I love checking the comments section of this site because occasionally somebody will drop a personal experience that blows me away.

Such is the case here with a comment a reader named Zack left on an article about cunting. When I first wrote about cunting a few years ago, I didn’t know if anyone would be able to relate to my own experiences with it. Instead, it turned out that my posts on the subject finally put words to the experiences faggots were really having while being fucked by their Alphas.

I think this comment really demonstrates the transformational power of cunting.

I wasn’t properly cunted until a couple of years ago. I was 28, and at the time I was still living as a straight man, and was engaged to girl. I had played with guys and had bottomed but had never really given myself to it fully, had always tried to hold onto my masculinity, always wanted to top too, had always told myself that it was just kind of a bit of fun, and I’d never been fully dominated by an alpha.

Then I met an alpha god called James through a personals ad. Even his tone in messages was dominant. I knew this was something different than what I’d experienced before. I was scared, but I was excited. Something at the back of my mind told me it was important that I meet him.

So I did. And he transformed me. It wasn’t just the way he used me physically, though that was intense – he fucked me powerfully and repeatedly – but he got into my head, into my soul. He made me say things about myself that I knew were true. He made me give voice to desires that I hadn’t even admitted to myself. And he degraded me and humiliated me in ways that made me feel special, made me feel seen, and made me understand my purpose.

I served as his faggot for over a year after that, until work took him out of the country. He used me as a servant and a fucktoy, he shared me with his friends. There was no shred of the resistance I’d had before, and no desire in me to hang on to some idea of being masculine. He’d shown me what I am, and what I’m for, and I’ll always be grateful to him for that.

I’ve tried chasing the feeling of euphoria that came from that first cunting, but nothing has really come close. It’s life-changing.

What incredible testimony!

When I talk about the power of Men, it’s really about this right here. It’s the ability an Alpha has to take a sub male living a lie and forcing that male to accept the truth about itself by the sheer power of his cock, his cum, and his dominant will.

Alphas who do not carry out this divinely-sanctioned commission to use their power in this way are incomplete. A cock is more than an instrument for breeding. It is the manifestation of transformational power. The cock and balls of a Man are tools uniquely designed for this purpose.

When an Alpha mounts an inferior, it’s his Hierarchical duty to reinforce natural order through dominance, cunting, and breeding.

Listen to the grateful words of the faggot above. It was changed forever by this natural Hierarchical process. The forceful application of Alpha power is the only thing that makes this beautiful event a reality!

This is a magnificent tweet from Master David. Punchy, direct, and true.

I want to know why so many men and fag worry about size? I am here to serve men no matter body, race, sexuality, age, or cock size. My last sir was a big guy but I served him as though he was a Greek god. I have been in service since I was 16 and now being 28 I know where my place is and that is at the feet of men.

You have the right attitude, brother! Such a good boy!

I’m constantly baffled by the bad attitudes of many faggots who think that only supermodel Alphas should be worshiped and served, or worse, that they (as faggots) should have the right to serve only the cream of the crop when they themselves are lowly faggots.

JUST SERVE. If you’re a faggot, then all Men are above you Hierarchically. They’re better than you. So develop a humble mind and serve.

When you do serve a wide variety of Alphas, you eventually learn that, beneath the varied exteriors, Alphas are all the same in terms of needs and desires or the application of power. We are serving that inner Man, not his shell.

I really appreciate that you are serving Men with a humble heart, my brother! That is to be commended!

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This thread follows the story of Alpha Cody, a powerful straight college Alpha who has learned to use faggots for his own advantage. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

One of the things I preach emphatically to all Alphas is the use of Alpha privilege. What is that? It is the natural right all true Alphas have to take what they want.

Some people always push back and tell me I’m encouraging rape, blah blah blah. I’m not talking about rape, but rather the exertion of Alpha power to encourage inferiors to fulfill their natural purpose and take the inferiors to places they want to go. So, in my opinion, the exertion of Alpha privilege is part of reinforcement of Hierarchical principles that have been around since the dawn of mankind. When Alphas push their privilege, both the Alpha and the inferior experience Hierarchical fulfillment.

And also, magic happens.

For example, consider this shocking new experience from Master Cody. A simple trip to the coffee shop rapidly becomes an unforgettable example of what happens when an Alpha uses his privilege to take what he wants.

I went by a coffee shop Monday evening. No one else was in line.  The guy working the counter got so flushed all of a sudden. I love when they’re pale enough for me to see it.  I talked to him a few minutes and watched him get clumsy and forgetful.  He apologized and I told him don’t sweat it because it was almost end of shift for him.  

I asked him when his next day off was.  It was the next day.  I don’t intentionally do this, but I just began smiling and joking around with him. I told him that he needed to enjoy himself and relax. I paraphrased a line from Scarface that I love and said “you look like you haven’t got laid in a month.” He was beet red by then. I love embarrassing fags a little but in a light-hearted way. I asked what he was going to do.  I don’t remember what he said but I just said “I should come by then.”   And he agreed, a little breathless. It’s like hypnosis. 

I got his apartment number and went over there yesterday morning.  He clearly hadn’t woke up yet when he answered.  He seemed pretty lost so I told him let’s go to back to his bedroom.  I laid down and kept my shoes off the foot of the bed.  He instinctively took them off.  I had to pull him down on the bed.  He must have thought this was a fever dream. It was a nice day.  He made lunch for me.  Aaand he got thoroughly fucked in both ends.  He was a shaking mess each time. Even sucking my dick he would make little moaning noises and had these hyper movements. He was fucking ravenous for dick.  He liked licking my pits, taint, and so much else.  He washed me in the shower later in the afternoon.  It was just a full range of service and he clearly enjoyed all of it.  

I let him snuggle me after ruts. From what little I learned from anatomy, all that oxytocin just makes women and fags need that physical bond. It can create mismatched expectations between me and them though. Luckily he didn’t seem to have any expectations with that.   But all it takes is a little gentle coaxing and they’re no longer in control.

Masterful use of Alpha privilege! That isn’t rape, folks, but clearly the coffee shop faggot had no chance. Master Cody decided that he wanted to breed the faggot, and casually flexed his superior privilege to make the faggot submit.

I followed up Master Cody’s message with a question about how he knew the guy at the coffee shop was a faggot. Master Cody’s response was insightful:

The blush was part of it.  Most guys don’t act surprised or suddenly anxious when I strike up a conversation.  Then there’s the forgetfulness and clumsiness.  Most of them cannot hide it.  The retail setting already puts him in a servile position.  Once they can shake off the distraction in their mind they’re usually a little more attentive to making your order perfect, giving you extra things for free, etc.  The anxiety for them is amusing for me.  I don’t do it to be mean.  Their minds are poisoned by rules of etiquette that says they can’t be overly friendly with a customer, or that you’re not supposed to just be upfront about wanting to fuck, don’t fuck when you first meet someone, or whether there’s a time and place for certain things to happen.  Fuck all of that.  Plus my brain reads that embarrassed, flirtatious anxiety as “I need to be fucked.”  

They’re too guarded for most men to feel comfortable making a move, and they’re too shy to make it themselves.  People like that don’t get what they need sexually.  They want someone to fall out of the sky and just tell them that they want to fuck them.  So, I make myself fall out of the sky for them.  Part of the reward for me is that they’re always hungry as fuck and want to make the opportunity count once they get it.  

I was so proud of Master Cody for zeroing in on what is really happening here. His line about how his “brain reads that embarrassed, flirtatious anxiety as ‘I need to be fucked‘” is very telling. I’ve often tried to describe how Alphas have a sixth sense, not for dead people, but for faggots and other submissives around them. I’ve always marveled at how easily Alphas see through the fragile, tissue paper walls behind which faggots try to hide. Those walls might as well be a red cape waved in front of a bull.

I actually think that instinct inside Master Cody’s brain is evolutionary, an intense primal instinct passed down the Alpha bloodline genetically. Hierarchy is reinforced by the genetic pruning of evolutionary development, and the exertion of Alpha privilege is part of that development.

However, the key word here is “exertion.” It must be exercised, like a muscle. That takes purposeful action.

Master Cody confidently exerts his Alpha privilege, and his life is better for it. Hierarchy is better for it. All Alphas should do the same.

[hater disclaimer: this story was passed along to me. I did not vet the accuracy of the story, interview third-grade teachers, check hair samples and video surveillance, or utilize lie detectors. Read at your own risk.]

[hater disclaimer: this story was passed along to me by a faggot from Miami. I did not vet the accuracy of the story, interview third-grade teachers, check hair samples and video surveillance, or utilize lie detectors. Read at your own risk.]

I’ve been sucking straight dick for more than 20 years. When I first began writing about my experiences wrangling straight Alphas and serving them, I was roundly criticized for making shit up.

Six years ago when I started this site, I was one of the loudest voices publicizing this basic truth, and I was genuinely baffled by the disbelief I received. Later my stance was supported by powerful straight married Alphas like Natural Hung Bull or Straight Alpha Mike who verified that straight Alphas do indeed use faggots, and that they are approachable by faggots.

Then I began to explain how I make an offer to straight strangers I meet in life. And yet again I was blasted by unbelievers who told me I was full of shit.

But every so often I get a message from a faggot who gathers up the necessary courage and tries my advice … and they come back to me with awesome success stories.

The latest story comes from a faggot I’m going to name Miami.

Hi Sam. I am a HUGE fan. I love what you do. I have dozens of great stories of times when I have sucked cock BUT it wasn’t until I started reading your site that I got the courage to be direct about it.

So literally just last week, I met up with a colleague of mine. A man I’ve worked with for many years. He was in town and we decided to grab dinner. We’re both mid-30s professional dudes. He’s married with a few kids. I’m single but date around occasionally. We’re friendly but not necessarily friends. We grabbed dinner and talked business, figured out what we needed to.

Then, as we were having a last drink (we were at a restaurant a few blocks from his hotel), he hinted that he was hoping to find a woman while he was in town. I can’t be judgmental of others, and I don’t have any judgment about his marriage or who he does what with.

But it was my opening. I remembered your advice to cocksuckers to be direct.

Now let me tell you about him quickly: He is about 6’2 and I’d say 180-190 pounds. He works out regularly but really more of a dad body with muscular arms and shoulders…at least that’s all I’ve been able to see. Dark wavy hair; extremely handsome masculine face; dark features, And my favorite…HUGE hands. It was the first thing I noticed about him when we met 8 or so years ago.

So, he makes this comment about finding a woman, And I said, “You know, P—, there’s an easy way for you to get your rocks off.” He was surprised to hear me talk like this. I said, “Have you ever heard of a cocksucker?” He laughed – god his smile is so amazing – he thought I was joking.

I kept a straight face and he said, “What do you mean?” Seeing that I was serious. I said “there is a special sub-class of gay and bi men who identify as cocksuckers. This means that they live and die to just suck dick.” He opened his eyes even bigger and said “Really?” I told him that cocksuckers live to be between a Man’s legs and will focus on all of the areas that a woman just doesn’t know – his balls, under his balls, his thighs, his feet.

He leaned in and said really quietly, “How do I find one?” I said you’ve been working with one for 8 years.

The check just happen to come at that moment, and he threw down a bunch of cash. He said, “I have to make a phone call, but come to Room such-and-such in 30 minutes at the hotel.” So of course, I went.

He had propped the door open, and was seated on the couch at the end of the room. When I walked in, his back was basically to me, but I could see that he was shirtless. I walked around the couch, and he was sitting there, legs spread, in nothing but his boxer briefs. He was slightly stocky, but his torso was covered in this beautiful dark fur and his arms were just resting on the back of the couch. I could see his pits. Big biceps, big shoulders, beautiful pecs. A real man. And his legs. Hairy and muscular, with a set of Size 14 feet ending each.

“Get to work.” That’s what he said! I could have cum right then.

I got down on my knees between his legs. And I helped pull off his boxer briefs. The smell of his crotch hit me and I was gone. Passed out in faggot heaven. His dick was starting to get hard and was so perfectly thick. He wasn’t too verbal, but I edged him quite a few times. After about an hour, he said his balls couldn’t take it any more and he “needed to nut.” I kept going. About 30 seconds later, I felt his huge left hand come down HARD on the back of my head, which pushed his Manhood deep into my throat, and he gave me a wonderful load.

I cleaned him up, and he was extremely grateful. And PROMISED to feed me again next time I see him. All thanks to you!!!!!

I fucking love success stories like this from brave faggots who follow my advice and push themselves and their offer out there to straight Men. I’m telling you, there will be lots of success stories if you do the same.

Thanks to Miami fag for sharing his amazing victory with me!

Hi Sam!
I am a complete fag, I love sharing my pussy and keep my clit locked away almost all the time. Before I started caging full time, my erect penis was about 7.5 inches and moderately thick, but now my cage is about 3 inches long and squeezes me very tight. I have been seeing a regular Alpha male and he brought something to my attention. He was topping me and got upset that my clit was still so big and asked me to cage smaller, but I can’t get myself to fit into smaller cages. No matter how much force I use, my anatomy will not allow for a smaller cage than mine now, I’ve tried so much! Is there anything I can do to fit into smaller cages? I tried icing my clit to shrink it, but the nub cages just won’t fit. I want a small, cute clit but I can’t squeeze into the cages and I’m not shrinking at all. I welcome any help! I’ve been caged for over a year and I don’t see it getting any smaller.

I’ve seen some dramatic changes occur in fag clits cages for long periods of time. You need to find the absolute smallest cage possible and stay in it 24/7. There should be shrinkage due to the lack of erections. Then you must keep reducing the cage. I don’t know if you’ll ever be able to fit into a nub cage – there are limits to the amount of possible shrinkage – but you should be able to get it smaller.

I would also add this: a secure Man wouldn’t complain about a faggot’s clit if it is locked. If he really can’t handle it, then wear a jock strap to hide it. I just think whining about something like that is a little pathetic.

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Hey brother Sam. I’m 21. I have a thing for older guys especially married guys in their 40’s. I have so far served three men with a wife and kids. Initially I had no qualms about serving a married guy. He later on felt guilty and ended it. The second guy his wife caught him and sent me a heartbreaking text message (she thought I was a girl apparently he labeled my contact as such in his phone). The third guy is very careful, we only meet in a rented room, he pays cash and so on. Recently I’ve been thinking maybe what I’m doing is just wrong! I don’t know but I’ve been feeling kind of shitty about it. Am I doing something wrong here?Am I destroying a family here? my initial thinking if it wasn’t me it’s someone else so it may as well be me! a guy who wants to fuck will fuck! I’d appreciate your input here. Thanks brother! 

Look, you don’t necessarily need to feel bad about servicing a married Alpha. He’s going to fuck around with someone else in order to get what he wants, right? You’re born to serve Men like him. So it works out. More often than no you don’t break up a family as much as you allow the Alpha to blow off steam so he can maintain his family.
 
But if it’s bothering you enough, then you should stop. You’re not under any obligation to keep going simply because you’re a faggot. 

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One of my favorite accounts on Twitter is Master David (@davidtentwoone). He is a wise and luxurious executive Alpha who doles out truth bombs to eager boys desperate for direction.

Here are his Ten Commandments.

Hello Sam. I asked you a while ago about the blunt approach. I’d like to share my experience using this technique. I’ve tried it on five different men. I got to suck off four! It really is an art. Be polite, ensure privacy, don’t be a creep, and be ready to deal with rejection. It works! it simply works! Most men are sexually frustrated and they’d rather have a fag suck them off than jerk off! I’m still working on my technique. Thanks for your words of encouragement!

This is a follow-up to THIS QUESTION from April (I think).

HAHAHA that is fucking AWESOME!!! Congratulations!

See? I know what I’m talking about!!

As I’ve said here a few times before, I have had around a 60% success rate on this approach over the years. Your batting average is higher than that (you bitch LOL) so keep going! I’m not surprised about the success, though. Your approach (as described) is a perfect replica of my method, and I know it works!

I’m so proud of you, my brother! Keep me informed!

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Hey,
I’m fairly new to this but I was curious your thoughts on like, how to introduce general kinks and fetishes as well as Alpha/fag things into conversations for hookups or relationships. Like we all know apps exist, but idk how to go from a nice conversation on Grindr (yes, shocking, but it’s happened … sometimes), to “please let me serve you however I can, I want to kneel before a Man” and all.
Like I’m sure that would be good for some guys, but if I were approached that way I might block them. So, any advice on how to gauge if they’d be into it and maybe ease them in?

My approach has always been a full-frontal assault (as you might imagine). I figure if it’s too much for them, then they aren’t the right person. Truly Alpha Men are not going to be rattled by anything a faggot might say to them.
 
But there’s also a better way to approach them, too. I am not an over-the-top faggot in my language to Alphas. I am always honest and direct, and I try to avoid fake-sounding language like the stuff you used as an example. I find simply stating, “I’m a faggot, Sir. I exist to serve Men like you” is far more effective because it engages the Alpha’s curiosity and imagination.  Stating that in your profile (if possible) is even better, because it weeds out the wafflers and the fakers. 

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how do you feel about trans people? also can a fag be trans? 

Yes, there are trans faggots. In fact, one of Master Nick’s beloved faggots is preparing to transition even as we speak (I just spoke with this particular faggot the other day about it). It is really special if a transitioning faggot has an Owner like Master Nick to support it during the difficult emotional process of transitioning, and I’m happy that my faggot brother has that. Sadly, not every faggot can say the same about their owners or even their families. 

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sam thank you so much for creating this site. I am an older gay person that has been quite confused of what I really am. I managed to create a stable and happy gay relationship, but with time realising that the sex side has been somehow not interesting. the more I was reading the more I felt the need to submit to dominant men. However my husband has no interest in playing a dominant role, so I often submit to escort services. the more I read your site and the more I believe that in my sexual life I am basically a faggot. I wonder if among your reader there are many that are struggling like me. On one side I need and want to hold on to my wonderful relation, but on the other side,  it is getting more and more frustrating not to be able to really be and act as the faggot I really am. keep on with your real good work.

Thanks for writing! Yes, I’ve absolutely met many faggots (and some Alphas) in circumstances similar to yours. It’s heartbreaking that you cannot fully express your needs with your partner, but honestly, it’s unreasonable to expect that one person can be the entirety of another person’s life. This is especially true for Alphas and faggots on the most extreme ends of the Hierarchical spectrum.
 
Since you’re an older couple, perhaps the sex has taken a backseat to companionship. Maybe your partner wouldn’t mind you going into a service relationship with an Alpha. Have you discussed this? As always, it’s best to clear the air in situations like this.
 
If your partner refuses to accept this reality within you, I’m not sure about your next step. Are you at the point where you can simply accept keeping the security of the relationship and put aside your desire to serve? Or do you break it up in order to chase this dream? I can’t be the one to tell you that.
 
Just start with the conversation and see where it leads, brother.

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This post is part of a thread following the life of a faggot named Shane who managed to convince his high school crush, a straight Alpha named Andrew, to allow him to serve. CLICK HERE to read this thread in chronological order!

I think every single gay male had that one straight guy in high school we wanted so badly but never managed to get. For me, it was this guy named Bob who looked vaguely like Kyle McLachlan. My attempts to get Bob’s attention were almost embarrassing, but I could never stop staring at his bulge or his perfectly-formed ass. He entertained my clumsy advances (I think he knew I was a faggot), but I was way too awkward and unsure of myself as a freshman to make anything happen.

I think that pretty much describes the experiences of most gay males crushing on straight guys in high school. However, every so often a crafty and determined faggot will figure out the magic formula and strike gold. In this case, the crafty faggot in question is a twenty-something fag named Shane.

Shane lusted after a tall, lanky athlete in his high school named Andrew. They became good friends, and nothing happened between them for their entire time in school.

But Shane never gave up.

So we went to High school together actually. He ended up moving out to Boston as he got a job with Olympia Sports while he attended Umass Boston online. I had gotten a job out in Boston 6 years back and commuted. He was my crush in high school. Literally worshiped him. I knew he was living in the city and hit him up to see if he had an apartment that had a available room or what the deal was with him. He actually said he was looking for another place in the city to live as the rent was too high where he was at. So I ended up getting a 2 bedroom apartment in the city and told him I had a good apartment for cheap rent. He ended up moving in with me and it was amazing.

After a couple of months I knew I had to be honest with him. I sat down and talked with him about my situation. I told him I was a faggot and that I had worshipped him since high school and that I felt most useful helping him achieve his goals. As he had been single for a number of years I also let him know that i am there for his pleasure as well.

He was like wtf and took some time to think about what I just told him. About a week later he came back to me and told me what the rules are. I take care of the majority of the rent, I keep his room, bathroom, and the place clean. I help him with his assignments. And I will give him sexual pleasure when he wanted it. So the fact he laid down the law like that with me proves he was a true Alpha. And I was super happy to help him on his journey.

That’s one hell of an introduction to the use of faggots! Even Shane admitted his overwhelming fear:

Dude when I had my first conversation with him about telling him about me. I was so scared and nervous. We always were cool with each other before and I didn’t want to scare him off and I didn’t want to ruin our already existing friendship. But the fact he was open to it was incredible.

So it didn’t take Master Andrew long to seize control of the useful situation:

So he started getting his feet wet by no longer using my name but calling me fag/faggot all the time. Then he started telling me to do things, like his laundry, cleaning shit, picking up stuff for him, giving him some spending cash. I loved doing it man.

Then about a month into this I woke up one morning hearing him call me. “Faggot come here”. So I went to his room. He was kicked back on the bed masturbating, his dick was popped out of his boxers and he said I was going to be his fuck toy from now on as well. He ordered me to get on the bed with him and suck his cock, which I gladly did. And I was passive in the whole situation, I didn’t suck so much as he skull fucked me with his hands holding my head. I gagged, spit-up, and choked but that’s how he liked getting his head. And I was so happy to be used for his needs. I would smell his dirty socks and boxers, I’d sniff and lick his Jordan’s for him. He loved the power imbalance.

But then Master Andrew made the unexpected decision to introduce his new faggot to his Alpha pack!

So like I said we went to high school together so we know many of the same people from central MA. The first time he had a party he invited some buds from high school so he could hang with them and also out me as a faggot to them. They got pretty drunk and high. But I was ordered to serve them beer, pack bowls, get food, lick their sneakers, sniff and lick their feet while they all laughed and humiliated me. There was like 12 people over. The deal was if I was to be used for sex I’d be taken into the bedroom and used there. And 4 guys did use me sexually that night. They were too drunk to care, just needing to nut.

Shane has now been serving Master Andrew for SIX YEARS! And while the dynamic between them has changed since high school, the core bond between them remains thanks to each one accepting the truth about the other.

Whenever we’d go out in public together the dynamic never changed to make it seem like I was his equal. He called me fag in public all the time. I’d get looks but I didn’t care. He’s completely lost respect for me as a person … now I’m just his bitch faggot.

I absolutely love this true story of a faggot and an Alpha finding Hierarchical fulfillment in each other! And I’m so very inspired by Shane’s persistent pursuit of the Alpha to whom he desperately wanted to submit!

What a lesson, and what inspiration! Follow Shane’s great example, make room for service and make it a priority, and you too can find success!

This thread follows the extraordinary story of Michael, a brave faggot who lives in an apartment building full of Alphas and began servicing many of them after he made himself available. CLICK HERE for all of the posts in this thread in chronological order!

When I first met Michael, I knew instantly that he was a good faggot. How? Because he fearlessly pursued the fundamentals and made service a priority. This isn’t difficult. It simply requires courage and focus and humility. Michael has all of those qualities, and that led to his remarkable run of Alphas in his apartment complex.

Since then, I’ve come to know much more about Michael, and I can confidently state that he might be one of the greatest living non-porn faggots in the world. Since the apartment building assignment, Michael’s pure dedication to service has led to increasingly-incredible opportunities that make my mouth water. It has been one of the great privileges of my time with this site that I’ve been blessed to carry his experiences and encouragement.

With that said, Michael’s latest update is a real stunner; I’m so glad I kept pestering him to update me on his situation. I had to read it twice to digest it fully. Just read:

sam,  Thanks for asking.  i am super happy and super fulfilled in service to my teen Alpha god, Theo.

you and i have had this conversation before, but i never cease to be astounded by how naturally and instinctively an Alpha finds His Alphaness and imposes it on His willing faggot servant.  Theo’s need to unload is virtually perpetual — way in excess of the average 18-year-old male (at least in my experience).  i am expected to be there when He wakes up in the morning to take His morning load before He has the breakfast i prepare for Him and He heads off to school.  i am there when He comes home from practice to take His afternoon load.  Sometimes if He has a free period during the school day, He will text me and i slip out of work and head over to the high school.  my boss William (more about Him later) knows that i am going over to service his son and so He is very accommodating (not to me, but to His son Theo.)  And, of course i am there in the evening to take His last load before He goes to bed.

my service to Theo is pretty much a full-time job in addition to my regular full-time job.  i clean His apartment above the garage every day after i give him His morning BJ and send Him off to school.  i do His laundry.  Detail His car before He goes off on a date and keep it filled with gas.  i help Him with His class assignments and often, just do them for Him — not because He doesn’t understand the schoolwork (because He is brilliant) but rather because there are so many more enjoyable things He could do with that time — the gym, fucking girls or hanging with His buds.  He understands that He can call upon me at any time to run even the most trivial errands just because He can, and just because He knows that i am thrilled to do things for Him.

And as always, i am blown away by the supreme confidence that Alpha males have.  you will recall that Theo had inquired of my service to His father, William, and i told Him that that service did not include sexual service.  Well, one evening I am nourishing myself on Theo’s cock when His dad walks in.  Theo doesn’t miss a beat.  “Dad, the faggot tells me that it’s never given you a blow job.  You don’t know what you’re missing.”  William just stands there watching while Theo has a massive orgasm and deposits so much cum in my mouth (His fourth load of the day) that i cannot swallow it all, and a good amount dribbles out of the corner of my mouth.  “Take care of my dad,” Theo orders.  i go over, look up at William with pleading eyes and ask, “may i Sir?”  He nods and i unzip Him, take out an impressive cock and go to work.  i am thrilled to say that William is not just pleased, but overwhelmed.  i get to suck William off from time to time now.  Never at work, but often after i have blown Theo, He will direct me to go over to the big house and take care of His dad.

Now here’s the problem.  Theo will be going off to college in the Fall.  The acceptances come in next week, but all the schools He’s applied to are out of town.  If i am to continue my service to Him i will have to relocate.  William is trying to set something up for me to be “assigned” to the office of a client or of a friend of His so that i can continue in my service to Theo.  It depends on where Theo ends up going to college.  Stay tuned.

regards,  michael

Frankly, this is such a remarkable experience that I barely knew where to begin. First of all, this is yet another example of a straight Alpha father and straight Alpha son sharing a faggot together. I’ve covered enough of these true stories (from different cultures, too!) that this must be a rite of passage for Alphas. The empirical evidence clearly supports this.

Then I wonder in amazement at Michael’s workload and tirelessness in service. He literally must not have time to breathe these days with these expectant Alphas running him ragged. Priests in a monastery don’t dedicate themselves to this degree. It’s jaw-dropping.

But then that last part about being moved by his boss Alpha William so that Michael can continue to service his son at college … WOW! That’s mind-blowing. What a privilege to be so valued by two Alpha gods that they move heaven and earth so you can keep worshiping them!

I remember when I first began writing down the principles I lived by in my service to Alphas, and I felt alone and exasperated by the failure of my fag brothers to take this seriously. It was like they didn’t believe the possibilities of fulfillment if they would just dedicate themselves to it.

And then my beautiful brother Michael seemingly dropped out of the sky and perfectly embodied everything I had been preaching all along. And look at how happy and fulfilled he is! You can be just like him!

I am so very grateful to my brother for his honesty and his example. I love the inspiration (and, frankly, competition) Michael gives me. Thank you, my dear friend!

I received a few responses from my post regarding faggot auctions (prompting last night’s drunken podcast), but none of the responses were as vivid as the one I received from a young Alpha in the UK who calls himself Master J. It seems that he owns a couple of faggots already through the hunt/capture method, but after that post about auctions he’s thinking he might like to stock his stable with some paid-for faggots.

He wrote this:

Hi boy,

an interesting reply. The fish may well taste better when you catch it, but in this instance I would expect a trained slave for a nice sum of money, which would be further reinforced with its buyer’s training.

I want one. I would very much anticipate a slave being bought at auction in the USA, for example, and being shipped as cargo to the UK will be better submissive because it depends on it’s master that degree more, escape is no good, it knows no-one.

I work for a UK airline, ambulance service and study at university full time, that’s a heck of a lot and I need slaves to take care of my needs. I don’t need to come home to a list of chores or dinner to cook, that’s their job whilst they massage my feet too.

Tommy, my current slave is good, but he studies at university in a different part of the country and I need a slave 24/7. I caught Tommy by being me. Coming home sweaty from the gym, a day at uni… whatever. Noticing him try to subtly sniff the air as I walked past, my gym gear going missing, my socks feeling a little wet (from where he’d been licking).

I always knew he was a fag, so I tried a less orthodox approach. I introduced another, nsa runt, to the mix. We’ll call him Jack. I knew Tommy was coming to my place around 4 ‘for some games’, so I got jack round at 3 and began throat fucking it. Tommy eventually came in to see me throatfucking jack on the sofa and it was like fate turned to reality. Tommy stripped, crawled over and started worshiping my feet whilst I pounded Jack’s throat. Tommy didn’t say a word, but that’s the moment when he became mine fully.

Not being content with that, I commanded Tommy to run Jacks ass. I had the intention on fucking it and Tommy was gonna be the tool to prepare the ass. Once it had slobbered over the ass enough, I locked Tommy in a cage and made him watch me mount/rape faggot Jack for a while whilst pumping multiple loads into it.

That withdrawal, not being used, ignorance was too much for Tommy. And that day onward he’s been my total fag since, when he is here away from uni.

I’m already in the process of acquiring a new item, but I want to pay for one too, to see the difference and grow my stable of only the best runts in the world.

First of all, this is pretty advanced faggot manipulation for a college Alpha! Is there a class Alphas take to learn these effective faggot enslavement techniques, or is it just pure nature? Regardless, Master J’s plan worked perfectly, simultaneously humiliating and exciting the faggot (the secret sauce) and forcing it to fully submit!

This is an interesting test Master J proposes as well. Of course, any purchased faggot would need to be trained to Master J’s specifications, but i would be curious if its pre-trained state would make it more pliable for more training, or more rebellious.

Given what I’ve learned about Master J, I am thinking he’s more than capable of handling rebellious faggots!

Men like Master J will never be satisfied with single-use or occasional-use faggots. He requires complete ownership and constant use in all areas of his life. And he deserves it.

Are the myths about faggot auctions true? A drunken discussion.

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Hi Fag,  I’m a 19 year old Dom from the UK, who owns a item long term, ive been interested in expanding my stables of items/slaves/pigs or whatever the runt wants to be called for a while now, but was told of an interesting concept. The slave I own currently, tells me that there are slave markets even to this day, where alphas like myself go to/get invited to bid on new items and ‘buy’ a slave. I was wondering if you knew any truth to this, and if so if there are any benefits from sourcing slaves this way, as opposed to the traditional ‘prey’ approach.  

Master, thank you for writing to me!
 
What an extraordinary Alpha Master you are! At just 19 years old you’re already owning faggots and are eager to expand your stable of owned faggots! Amazing! I would very much like to hear more about your story Master if possible! You can write to me at fagsworshipalphas@gmail.com … I’d love to get you on my podcast so we can discuss this in-depth!
 
Now, to your question: Yes, Master, there are definitely faggot auctions happening around the world. They remain one of the great underground secrets of affluent Alphas. As you know, Alpha Packs are a real phenomenon. What happens within an Alpha Pack is known only to other Alphas; inferiors are not privy to that information. This is how Alphas have conducted their business since the dawn of time because it consolidates power and protects the less acceptable desires of Alpha Males from becoming public knowledge. 
 
Faggot auctions are definitely something Alphas would prefer to keep on the “down low.”
 
I know of faggot auctions in California, Texas, and New York. California Alpha (one of the Alphas chronicled on this site) has been involved in cross-country faggot auctions where he has sold some of his faggots to Alphas in New York for hefty prices. Slave Tim (also on this site) has been to faggot auctions with his Owner involving a smaller Alpha Pack where they live. So yes, faggot auctions are alive and well in 2021, Master.
 
You ask a very good follow-up question regarding the better approach to faggot acquisition, and it really speaks to your advanced understanding and appreciation for faggot ownership, Master. I’ve actually placed a message to Master Jace (California Alpha) to get his perspective, and will update this once he responds. 
 
From my perspective, the hunter/prey method is ultimately going to result in longer-lasting faggot control and ownership, and likely more satisfaction for the Alpha as well. The difference can be summed up this way: which fish tastes better, the kind you buy at the store or the ones you caught, filleted, and cooked yourself? 
 
As an experienced Master, I suspect you chose the latter option. Every Alpha would. The hunting, capturing, and breaking of a faggot satisfies a deep need in both the Master and the faggot and creates a lifelong bond deeper than the mere exchange of cash and location. A faggot bought and sold like property at an auction has no particular allegiance to its new Master, but the faggot transformed by training into the personal property of a Man is completely allied and loyal to that Man.
 
Having said that, it’s clear that auctions work as well, or Alphas wouldn’t keep doing it. And perhaps for some Alphas the auction method is an easier way to acquire new faggot servants. As a 19-year-old Master, I’m sure the hunter/prey method is easier right now. But I’m sure it must be nice to know that there are these other exclusive options available for elite Alphas like you!
 
Thank you, Master!

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This thread follows the story of Master Thomas, an Alpha in a committed relationship with a faggot and the faggot’s brother. CLICK HERE to read all of the posts in this thread in chronological order!

Last November I introduced you to Master Thomas, an Alpha who was in a committed relationship with a faggot. At that time his faggot was struggling to submit to chastity, and Master Thomas was considering the bold step of enslaving his faggot’s brother as well.

Then I dropped the ball with Master Thomas’s update in December, a surprising little story about how he enslaved his faggot’s actual brother. With all of insanity at that time, I accidentally passed over that update and didn’t post about it.

After a few months, I finally received a new message from this powerful Alpha:

Hi Sam,

Hope you are well.

Some advice needed. One of my faggots is refusing to be caged. He never touches himself whilst being fucked, so clearly is aware of how useless his cock is, but he is concerned that people will see the cage through his clothing and also doesn’t want to fully give up the ability to masturbate.

What course of action would you advise?

I was overjoyed to hear from him again! After thinking about the problem, I advised him this way:

Master,

I’m sorry you’re having trouble with this faggot! The refusal to accept chastity is a difficult objection to overcome, especially given the fact that you’re already giving it dick without a cage. Many Masters refuse to give a faggot dick until it accepts chastity.

Here’s my suggestion: tell the faggot that it must wear chastity when it is serving you. So no matter what it’s doing in service to you, whether it’s being bred or it’s sucking your cock or cleaning your toilet, it must wear a chastity cage.

You should be the one to apply the cage each time. And while you’re doing it, tell the faggot it is a “good boy” and that you are proud of it. Once locked, have the faggot kneel before you, and have your dick out. Have the faggot explain the difference between your cock and its clit. When it gives the correct answer, you tell it “good faggot” and then have it smell your cock and balls before feeding it.

The purpose of this exercise is to force the faggot to admit its inferior and undeserving status in comparison to a Man. This is accomplished both visually and vocally. The compliments and reassurances create intimacy and a sense of safety. It creates a connection between what the faggot wants (your cock and cum) and what it’s resisting (the cage).

Fittingly, it’s the same kind of reinforcement exercise you might use to train a dog.

You and I both know that chastity is the best thing for a faggot, but occasionally a faggot needs to be coaxed into accepting its reality.

I absolutely adore Men like you, Master. You take faggot ownership seriously and responsibly. This faggot doesn’t yet understand what a privilege it is to be locked by a Man like you, but through training it can be helped to grasp it!

I hope this helps, or at least gives you some ideas, Master. Please let me know how it goes!

I heard back almost immediately from Master Thomas, and he had a potentially brutal solution to the problem:

Thank you for your advice Sam.

I will consider it. The other thing I might do is either threaten to ditch him, and let his younger brother step up, or actually do that.

His younger brother is more subservient, younger and more supple anyway.

I’ll report back once I’ve decided.

This is something every faggot should deeply consider when in service to an Alpha. When an Alpha tells you he wants you to do something (like go into chastity), you should do it as far as possible OR ELSE YOU WILL BE REPLACED. There is always a “younger and more supple” faggot out there, or even sleeping in the basement (like the brother is doing right now).

Master Thomas knows his place in the world and that he deserves obedience from his faggots. He will tolerate nothing less.

I don’t think I’ve ever seen a more graphic or unsettling depiction of the destruction of a faggot than this short clip.

This faggot has been reduced to a gagging, burbling object, a mouth hole.

Hi Sam,
Would you or would anybody recommend a specific cage that can be considered as one hundred percent inescapable? 

There is a chastity cage known as “The Vice” that is touted as virtually inescapable after two days of wear. I don’t have any empirical evidence that is true, but it might be the best option without requiring a Prince Albert piercing. It looks like this:

This thread follows the story of a faggot named Shane. He’s a young, inexperienced faggot who has found a new, intriguing Alpha to serve. CLICK HERE to read all of the posts in this thread in chronological order!

I think every faggot enters into its first few service opportunities with wide eyes and hopes of love. It’s easy to fall for that dream. When we find ourselves in the presence of overwhelmingly powerful Alpha Males and our fantasies instantly sway toward love and romance. It’s difficult to control those feelings.

This is why I so often caution faggots to control their emotions when serving Alphas. It can lead to such devastating heartbreak when the Alpha moves on or changes the nature of the dynamic. I’ve felt that crushing experience in my life, and I’ve counseled countless faggots through heartbreaks of their own.

But every so often, a wonderful thing happens.

When I first met Shane, he had a concern about a new Alpha with whom he went out on a “date.”

I met this guy (named Isaiah), he is literally perfect. Like 100% perfect. I went on a date with him last night, and it ended up with him rubbing my thigh and us kissing. He’d be the perfect boyfriend, but he revealed to me this morning that he has two other guys that are subs to him. What should I do? Go for boyfriend, or go into the pack?

I loved this opening statement from Shane for a couple of reasons. First of all, it’s hopeful and sweet. But, more importantly, Shane here demonstrates humility and an understanding of his place. He recognizes the superiority of Alpha Isaiah, and is willing to submit to the humiliation of being in a faggot stable in order to serve this Man.

Then they had a further conversation about what was developing between them, and it added more confusion to the mix:

Alpha Isaiah told me he likes me, that he wants me to be “a man in my life.” I asked him if he wanted me to be different from his other faggots, and he told me he wants me to be both … but how does that work?

I explained to Shane that Alpha Isaiah was telling him these things to gauge his reaction to the idea. But Shane was already ahead of me on that.

I told him I was completely fine with it. That he could have as many faggots as he wanted.

Master Isaiah decided to test his new faggot’s resolve in this matter by immediately introducing Shane to his two current faggots! This was a bold and extremely clever move akin to throwing a hesitant child into a pool to make it learn to swim. Shane felt the meeting went as well as possible, although he noted that the oldest-tenured faggot was distinctly cold toward him.

Then Master Isaiah allowed Shane to sleep over! And instead of fucking, Master Isaiah held Shane all night and kissed him repeatedly. This blew my mind. I’m simply not familiar with an Alpha who prioritizes emotional interactions over sexual ones.

Afterward Master Isaiah sent the following text message: “You’re not going to be jealous, are you? The other boys are just toys to me. You’re more than that. I have actual feelings for you.”

After this, Master Isaiah asked Shane to be his boyfriend! And of course, Shane enthusiastically agreed!

But then, Master Isaiah performed another test. He Facetimed Shane and had Shane watch him piss on and use one of his two faggots. The faggot paid Master Isaiah $3,000 for that privilege.

I had to talk Shane through his feelings of anxiety and fear at the sight of this. I reassured Shane that Master Isaiah wants to see if he can really handle being the boyfriend/faggot of an Alpha who will be owning and using other faggots. It was a difficult test, but Shane passed.

To reward his new faggot boyfriend, Master Isaiah purchased $6,000 worth of equipment, including a dog kennel and various BDSM-related items. Master Isaiah’s plan seems to be to bring his faggots in-house to serve him and his new fag boyfriend.

Extraordinary situations like this one do happen, but they’re rare. It’s not something any faggot should expect from any Alpha they serve. But when it does happen, it’s magical.

Like it or not, this is how many Alphas use their faggots.

Brutally.

And here’s the part people forget: faggots yearn to serve Alphas like this. Brutal use fulfills something within them.

The Alpha is fulfilled. The faggot is fulfilled.

HierarchyIsTruth

This thread features the story of Achim, a 55-year-old German faggot who has spent many years in service to straight Alphas. CLICK HERE to read the posts in this thread in chronological order!

Several days ago I received a question from Achim, a 55-year-old German faggot who had spent years serving straight Alphas and was having a problem with his current Alpha. The 28-year-old Alpha had become unresponsive, and Achim didn’t know what to do.

I had a sneaking suspicion that the Alpha was getting cold feet and trying to ghost the faithful faggot, so I carefully advised him to stop putting energy into chasing this Alpha down. I just hoped I was wrong.

Well, I received this wonderful message from him today:

Hi Sam, I want to tell you that you were absolutely right! The Alpha (if he was one) has indeed blocked me and hid from me. Your advice not to put any energy into it was right! And also your prognosis was right: I met another straight Alpha. He is 23 years young; so also very young. But He knows what He wants. He has no experience with fags so far, but He is self-confident enough to admit that. Today i went to him for the first time to clean his apartment. He wants me to do the housekeeping regularly at His place, which i do with pleasure. He is dominant, but at the same time respectful and friendly. He takes what belongs to Him without breaking anything. I think I fell in love with him right away. He also looks very attractive. I hope he will cunt me one day.
Greetings fag Achim

AWESOME!

What I truly love about Achim’s example here is that, instead of moping over a lost Alpha, he got right back up and submitted to another, more appreciative Alpha! THIS is the attitude faggots need to have! Never give up pursuing what truly fulfills you no matter how old you are!

Hi Sam. I’m a 28 years old faggot from Italy. On top of being a faggot I’m also a size queen, I’ve always have been orbiting around those true men who carry huge cocks and exhude superiority with every step. I have recently met this true man who’s a year younger than me at work: he’s sunny, confident, he enjoys physical contact, he likes to put his big hands onto other men’s shoulders, arms or back of the heads. He laughs a lot, he’s always similing and puts everyone around him at ease. He’s got strong big dick energy, and he’s not afraid of wearing tight pants (whether they are jeans or just regular pants) to show it. He’s got a huge, prominent bulge, and I would’ve sensed by the way he carries himself that he’s particularly hung anyway.
He and I started working on a project together a few weeks ago, and since then I tried as much as possible to serve him (by bringing him coffee or buying him breakfast, supporting him in his work, doing chores, letting him know how good he is at his job – he is, I would never lie, etc.), and he’s responding very well to it. He makes a lot of eye-contact and always speaks his mind.
I tried to test the waters with some of his colleagues and they told me he had a brief relationship with a woman a couple of years ago, but since then it appears he hasn’t dated anyone else, which I found odd considering how charming, attractive and masculine he is.
So my question is: should I come out to him as a faggot somehow, or try to make him understand how much I crave to serve him and how much I respect him? I don’t want to hinder how work relationship, because I really enjoy serving him at work and making his work life easier as much as possible… but his giant bulge and strong build are driving me crazy and I feel like I should at least try to understand if I can seize this opportunity.
What do you think?

Is this actually a question?? OF COURSE YOU SHOULD! Don’t waste even one more second! 
 
Start calling him “Sir.” I want you to ask him how long he’s known he’s Alpha. This is a compliment designed to trigger his understanding of Hierarchy. You’ll be able to discover a few things in his answer. Be observant when he answers. 
 
After that, if you feel comfortable enough, say something along the lines of, “I wouldn’t know what it’s like to be Alpha since I’m a faggot.” This is designed to take him off guard. He’ll laugh or be shocked, but your matter-of-fact statement will disarm him.
 
Try it. You might be surprised.
 
If you don’t do that, then at the very least you need to ramp up your gifts and compliments. You are THISCLOSE to getting this Alpha to consider using you.

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So today I recorded a podcast that I’m sure will be debated and referenced ad nauseum for a long time. To supplement that podcast is this post, where I break down what I consider to be the Ten Commandments of Faghood.

There is no way to truly boil down faghood into a simple set of rules. There are simply too many outside forces at play in the life of a true faggot, especially if it is a faggot serving an Alpha Master. However, I do think the following commandments capture the essential practices and mindset necessary to find fulfillment as a faggot.

Before I begin the top ten, I want to mention one runner up …

RUNNER UP: FOOT WORSHIP – Alphas love to have their feet worshiped. Their feet are an odd way to trigger their Alpha within. Faggots should learn how to properly massage and worship their Alpha’s feet, perform pedicures, and other useful techniques.

And now, onto the list proper:

10. FINANCIAL SERVICE – When I mention financial service, I’m not necessarily referring to financial domination (findom). I mean that a faggot should be ready and willing (and even eager) to give financial tributes and gifts to better the lives of their owners. After all, what is a faggot if it unwilling to surrender its treasure along with its life?

9. BREEDING – The act of breeding is a very profound and powerful statement of the ownership of a faggot by a Man. It is ownership on the INSIDE, as the Man’s semen becomes a part of the faggot’s body. Men want this form of ownership, and it’s a faggot’s duty to provide this.

8. DOMESTIC SERVICE – Some faggots complain about domestic service; they think it’s below them. It is not. It really is the fulfillment of a faggot’s life: selfless service. It really must be a part of the service faggots give to Men.

7. CLEAN SHAVEN – First of all, I’m NOT referring to beards and moustaches. I mean that, unless otherwise specified, a faggot should have its pubes, pussy, and body (if required) shaved or waxed. Men want to see clean, fresh faggot skin that they can use.

6. CHASTITY – Some Masters would probably put chastity at the top of this list, while others might leave it off entirely. I’m putting it on here because I have seen and experienced what chastity can do for a faggot’s mind and heart. At the very least chastity must be seriously considered for owned faggots.

5. SWALLOWING – One major Hierarchical involves cum. It cannot be wasted. So faggots who are performing oral service for their Alpha must swallow if he is not going to fuck it into the faggot’s pussy. Women spit. Faggots swallow.

4. CLEANLINESS – Anal sex requires a lot of work and commitment on the part of the faggot. An Alpha’s sex drive is unpredictable and endless. Faggots must be ready to be clean for their Alphas when they want to fuck. Part of that involves frequent enemas, but also involves dietary control.

3. TRAINING – Faggots should take their commission seriously by constantly striving to train themselves to improve their oral and anal skills. This involves dildo play, Kegel exercises, and deepthroat techniques. It’s a lifelong commitment.

2. OBEDIENCE – It should be so obvious, right? Faggots should be obedient to their Masters! And yet, mysteriously, so many faggots fail the test of obedience. It is a MUST.

1. HONORIFICS – An honorific is a title like “Mr.” to designate an elevated, formal status to a person. In Hierarchy, honorifics like “Sir” or “Master” should always be used in reference to Alphas. They are superior and deserve such respect. It is improper to address an Alpha plainly by his name., as if a faggot was his equal. They are not equal in any way.

These are my Ten Commandments of Faghood. What would you add or subtract? How would you order them?

These are the Top 10 Non-Negotiable Commandments of Faghood!

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Sex between Males has an extra level of intensity because it is ultimately a battle of wills.

An Alpha asserts his will and dominates.

A failed male has his will broken and he submits to breeding.

This is the everlasting struggle. #HierarchyIsTruth

The passion and desperation in this faggot’s voice is palpable. This is how it can get once we’ve been cunted. Our pussies almost ache to have the Void inside us filled.

The faggot is @aussiehanxxx

Look at the worship and honor this faggot gives to its Alpha! Even after being bred, notice how the faggot still suckles on the Alpha’s cock, showing the kind of yearning and hunger Alphas love to see.

A faggot’s mouth and throat are meant to be used this way by a Man.

And Men are meant to be serviced this way.

It’s nature.

Hi Sam
I’m a young 23 year old guy – I thought I was a faggot for a while, I even have a cock cage and like to wear it at times, but recently I topped a guy and I enjoyed it a lot – he wants me to do it again this week. I’m also a bit of a gym boy and I’m trying to bulk up a bit and the guy I fucked is a lot skinner and petite and it felt really good to be in control of himi. I think I still prefer bottoming (especially for older and more muscular guys) and love being called faggot and good boy when I bottom but I’m just wondering can a faggot be somewhat versatile depending on the guy? 

I do think it’s possible for some faggots to have “Alpha faggot” tendencies. I don’t see it often, though. You may just really like using your dick once in a while. I don’t think that means you’re not a faggot. I just think you got hold of a smaller faggot and wanted to manhandle it a little bit. No biggie. 

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Stereotypes are easy. They are the shorthand of life, allowing us to make quick assessments of people and situations without expending any brainpower. However, stereotypes can be horribly detrimental, as we’ve continued to witness in many cultures around the world still ravaged by racism.

Stereotypes are most prevalent in Hierarchical situations within the Dom/sub and BDSM communities. Alphas are often expected to be muscular, well-hung, and exceptionally good looking, while faggots are typically identified by scrawny or out-of-shape physiques, pale skin, tiny dicks, and less-than-photographic looks.

But, as in society at large, these stereotypes are detrimental and wrong many more times than we imagine.

For example, take the following experience from a faggot reader who wrote about its service to an Alpha, and how their looks flip the script on stereotypical expectations.

The article about an Alpha sometimes not being able to recognize a Fag who wants to serve him sparked something in me, something I have always wondered about in regard to my situation.  I put this and our photos in a folder marked “POST ???” bc even after all this time I am still on the cusp between “embarrassment” and “pride” in being totally honest about the Fag that I am and who and how I serve. 
 I am extremely masculine, buff, and spent several years as an amateur MMA fighter.   All of this came from a genuine interest, not as a desire to compensate for the fact that I was a Fag which NO ONE ever suspected. 
  But IF you saw me and the Alpha I serve side by side you would prolly get it wrong.  I will no go into the deets on how we met or how it came about (unless anyone is interested) but MY ALPHA TURNED OUT TO BE A SMALL SKINNY COLLEGE BOY HALF MY SIZE WITH INNOCENT SCHOOLBOY LOOKS.  WHO is MORE of a man than I will ever be bc he is a REAL MAN and I am a FAG. 
  I have served him for years now, all the way thru and beyond Grad School.  I do everything he tells me to from cleaning his bathroom to doing his laundry to paying whatever bills he needs paid or providing cash to take out whatever girl he wants.  
He beats the shit out of me pretty regularly, he enjoys wailing on me with punches, all of which I can take.  He says he enjoys it it makes him laugh, and it also relieves stress he says.  He will put me against the wall and just punch my lights out sometimes.  (he even did this once in public but that’s another story)  He also humiliates me a lot he does degrading things. Like sit on my face and fart, which also makes him laugh.  Or spit in my mouth.  He says he has to do these things to keep my head in the right place, that the honor of serving him should never be taken for granted and a Fag has to be constantly reminded of that.  And as a Fag I believe he has a point.  HE is the man I am the FAG.  
  Occasionally he will allow me some physical worship, if he drops me with punches he sometimes allows me to lick his feet.  And he will sometimes pull his pants n shorts down when he face sits me and allow me to sniff his ass.  He will allow me to see him naked sometimes as he dresses.  (he WILL slap me around right after for looking, again to keep my head in the right place)  And on a few occasions he has even sent me a photo for my Birthday.  I am ADDICTED to serving this Alphaboy there is NOTHING he could do to me that I would NOT consider a gift.  But everything I see and read seems to tell me that I am in some way weird or odd when I see the Alphas other Fags serve. 
 I guess my question is, HOW unusual is it that the Alpha is the sweet looking small one and the Fag is the one who to all outward appearances looks like HE should be the Alpha??  Am I alone??  Are there others in the same situation??

Let me answer the reader directly – no, you are not alone. I’ve run across multiple situations like this one. In almost all cases that I managed to keep track of, the bond between Alphas and faggots with “body disparity” seem to be even stronger because their extreme differences make the dynamic even more exciting and unusual. That might be why you have been serving this Alpha for as long as you have!

I get this complaint occasionally, and I’m keenly aware of how this site exacerbates the problem. I am a faggot who runs a gay sex site. Part of what I do here is provide images and video that highlight Hierarchical dynamics and play, and like any faggot would, I often choose examples of muscular Alphas using skinny, defenseless faggots. My images of Alphas on the site mostly have huge dicks and manly, model-ready faces. I’m actually feeding into the stereotype that causes problems like the one this reader expresses above. I’m aware of this.

But let me state for the record that I do not believe Alphas and faggots fit a mold. As I’ve said many times, we are born with these roles already a part of our genetics, and the outward shell often has little to do with the Hierarchical person in our heart. That’s the way it’s always been, and that’s the truth I will continue to imperfectly pursue.

For the record, this faggot sent pics of both itself and its Alpha:

Hello Sammy,
I am 24 and have been seeing an alpha for about a year and he recently got mad at me for pulling my pussy off his cock while he was fucking me. I was caged and it was an accident reflex and i meant no disrespect towards him, but he was upset and felt a certain way about it. As a punishment he wants to fist me and make me gape, which I have never done before and scared. I’m very tight and I know it’s going to hurt. His thinking is that it will teach me to be humble. He said I have 3 days to respond and I’m not sure what to do. Should I allow him to fist me to make up for what I did? Thank you for caring about fags!

Fisting seems like a bit of an overreaction to me, but I’m not an Alpha. It wasn’t like you pulled off his dick in order to stop sex. You were just adjusting yourself (as far as I understand it) and he came out of you just momentarily and accidentally. And what a weird punishment anyway. I kinda think he had this in his mind and this is how he wants to make you do it.
 
But listen – you don’t have to do it. Ultimately a faggot has a right to determine what happens to its body. I mean, if he wanted to punish you by sticking a red-hot poker in your eyeball, do you have to agree to it simply because you’re a faggot?? OF COURSE NOT. And here’s the other side of it – Alphas have a responsibility to discipline reasonably. He shouldn’t use his position to scar his faggots physically or psychologically. 
 
I would throw yourself on his mercy and tell him you cannot do this because you’re scared and you don’t want to be hurt. If he dismisses you, then he is not the right Alpha for you. Don’t worry – a quality faggot like you will find another, better owner!   

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This is @totalalphatop breeding one of his faggots.

This is Natural Law in action. Alphas are born to breed. To procreate. They breed females in order to make babies. They breed faggots to make slaves.

Sir Max is an Alpha writer who regularly contributes to sadosam.com and is a frequent commentator here. CLICK HERE for any of his related content in chronological order!

One of the great Alpha presences on this site over the years has been the calm, steady voice of Sir Max. Unlike many of the Alpha featured here, Sir Max is a writer and a deep thinker on Hierarchical issues. I consider him to be a mentor and guide as I plumb the depths of Hierarchical theory, especially as it relates to Alphahood (with which I have little experience aside from serving it).

Sir Max, inspired by a recent questions from readers (CLICK HERE), was moved to clarify a few things about how faggots might know whether or not an Alpha might be willing to take them. This is a critical issue that many faggots struggle to understand. The following is his piece unedited:

Faggots are often baffled by Alphas who do not treat them like the fags they are. You want to get on your knees and kiss his feet, and he treats you like he treats everyone else. If he would just take command of you like he deserves, the world would be better. 

So why won’t he? 

An Alpha won’t treat you like a fag for three reasons: 1) He doesn’t realize you are a fag, 2) He has determined you are not ready to accept being treated like a fag, 3) He has determined you are not ready to be treated like a fag. 

Alphas can tell when someone is a fag, but that skill is not always exercised. If the Alpha has used, or currently uses fags, he will be more likely to zero in on you. Not all Alphas are constantly looking for fags, so you may have to take steps so he will see your offer. If you do not present as an obvious fag, you may be good enough at hiding that the Alpha needs more signals to notice  Regardless of why your faggotry may not be how he thinks of you. So he will treat you like he does anyone else. 

Another reason is he may not think you are ready to accept being treated like a fag. He may think you are owned and your owner does not share. The man may think you haven’t realized your true place. He might want to guide you to submission.  There are many reasons why a man may not choose to use you. Perhaps he’s waiting for you to show signs of submission to him. . As a fag, it is your job to offer and put yourself in situations where the Alpha can take control.  Let the Alpha know you are willing so he does not waste the energy evaluating your potential. 

It may seem confusing, but it is the Alpha’s choice how he acts. It is your responsibility, as the fag, to offer your services. This can be a wide range of unrequested duties; from fetching his coffee to completing hard manual labor for him. During these times, the Alpha might thank you, repay you, or otherwise treat you like someone of his own level. That is the Alpha conforming to the general social norms, and you will especially see this in a work environment. Keep your goals and his wishes in mind.  

Continue to serve the Alpha, let him act as he chooses. Tell him “thank you” is not necessary. . Follow his lead, and make whatever efforts you can to improve his situation. Keep in mind, these efforts don’t always have to be something he sees either. Volunteer for a bad shift so he can go out, roll his trash down to the curb. 

If an Alpha treats you like everyone else, that is his choice. Accept and respect his wishes. However, let the Alpha know of your faggotry in whatever ways you can.

These are some critical points to keep in mind. I have definitely been guilty of ignoring some of these tips from time to time.

First and foremost, we must remember that Alphas are on a voyage of discovery of a similar-yet-different type as faggots. They are discovering Alphahood and the power it grants them as faggots are discovering that their place is on their knees. We can’t expect every Alpha we meet to be in the same place we are Hierarchically. Each one of us discovers it and embraces it in different ways and at different times.

The best thing we can do is what Sir Max suggests here – groom ourselves and prepare to be useful to Men. The rest of the process Nature will work out in due time.

This post is part of a thread chronicling the life and dominance of Master David, a 48-year-old married father who has come to own and use faggots (he prefers the term “boys”). CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!

In the last couple of months my end of Twitter has been a-buzz with the arrival of an Alpha who calls himself Master David (@davidtentwoone). His exquisitely-written tweets, featuring ruminations on the ownership and nature of submissive boys and slaves, have rightly captured the imaginations of subs hungry for proper direction.

I, for one, was incredibly relieved to have him suddenly appear on the scene like an oasis in the desert. I constantly fight for the rights and self-esteem of faggots and slaves, but, as a faggot myself, I struggle to make the kind of impression that an Alpha like Master David can. So I began relentlessly promoting his tweets across my social media from the moment he appeared in the hope that his wise take on Dominance and submission would correctly mold the minds of these boys.

Still, I wanted to know more about the magnetic Man behind the account. I offered to interview him on the podcast (what a dream conversation that would be!), but he politely declined. He did, however, allow me to ask some questions to flesh out his life story.

Master David is currently 48 years old. He’s a married Alpha with an unspecified number of children. While largely a straight Alpha (he eschews labels like “straight” or “gay”), his first sexual encounter was with his best friend when he was 16 years old. Despite the early sexual relationship, they have remained close over the many decades. His best friend is, like Master David, married with kids and works as a chiropractor.

Interestingly, despite his early exposure to both gay sex and the roles that come naturally with it, Master David didn’t really come to understand the Dom/sub dynamic until about ten years ago.

Over the last 10 years I’ve come to understand the inner desire of some boys to want to
serve and give of themselves to other men. I’ve come to learn that this role brings them
peace and solace. I’ve also learned that I enjoy receiving their gift. It makes me feel
strength and drives me to be worthy of their sacrifice. I find it a beautiful thing providing
the space for a boy to live himself fully.

The first boy Master David owned after that realization was a 19-year-old sub named Jake.

Jake was a 19yo Law Student. He really opened my eyes to the satisfaction service gave him and how he needed all I could give him to feel alive. It really was an awakening for both of us at the time.

It was through the ownership of Jake that Master David first truly experienced his Alphahood:

I expect it was a moment with Jake. Jake was a magnificent specimen of boyhood, intelligent, physically strong, the world at his feet, yet I vividly remember a moment where he was at my feet, covered in my nectar and my piss, his face red and covered in his throat slime a consequence of the exertion I had submitted him to, yet he looked up at me with such devotion, such genuine appreciation for all that I was to him. I look back at that moment and realized I gave him what he needed, and he allowed me to be all that I need to be. Both of us living our purpose and gaining strength from the experience.

I think it’s fascinating to hear how Men come to embrace their Alphahood, and Master David’s experience did not disappoint. In fact, his Alphahood has proven to be deeper and longer-lasting than that of most of his Alpha brothers, which I suppose I did expect from him.

From there, I asked a series of questions to plumb the depths of Master David’s insight. I leave them here unedited so you can enjoy them as much as I did.

Do you believe that Alphahood/faghood are inborn traits given to us at a genetic level,
or something we learn or choose?

I believe it is a mix of nature and nurture. I believe we are born with innate
characteristics which are shaped by experience. A boy may have overcome his nature of
submission and built a successful career where he leads for example, yet he will come
to me and call me Sir. His experience has taught him to parody what society expects,
yet his nature needs to be exercised through service.

Do you think we can escape what we are Hierarchically or change roles?

I expect there are elements of each of the roles within us. Experience and time may
allow an individual to take different roles at different times in his life, but generally I
believe you are either a natural leader or you’re not. Yes, the skills of leadership can be
taught, but you will need to work harder at them. And frankly, I don’t see the point of
being anything other than who you are. All roles are beautiful and should be celebrated
in their own right.

What is the longest period of ownership you’ve had over a faggot/boy?

I’ve built some of the deepest relationships in my life with boys I’ve owned. While
ownership will take different forms as circumstances change, the connections remain.
One boy I met with he was 18 and he is now 30. He served me for several years and I
was master of ceremony at his wedding and am Godfather to his son. His wife knows I
am important in his life, but not the nature of our relationship.

Do you believe the word “faggot” is useful or detrimental?

It’s not a word I use. I don’t generally use ripe language, so it doesn’t sit well with me.
However, I do see the power of appropriating a word that others would use as insult, as
a means of gaining strength. One of my boys would dearly love me to insult him and call
him names like this, it’s just not what I do so we find other Sir’s to meet this need.

What are your thoughts on chastity?

I think it is to be encouraged. It is a powerful symbol of submission and a constant
reminder of ownership. While it is challenging, the challenge brings a boy and his Sir
closer. There is no running away when things get tough, and there is a deep bond that
develops that cannot be replicated as quickly or as powerfully thought other means.

If you must discipline, what do you consider to be the most effective method?

I tend to attract a more intelligent boy into service. As such, I find that I merely need to
point out their misdemeanour and they will be harder on themselves than I ever would.
The power of disappointment is often overlooked. However, I do find traditional means
of discipline very useful in other circumstances. Corner time, spanking, whipping etc.
are very useful to help a boy get out of his head. I find many boys over think things and
can get into a spiral of self-doubt and self-destructive thoughts. Traditional discipline,
together with genuine aftercare is a trusted way of breaking this cycle.

You speak a lot about purpose. What do you think is the purpose of both Alphas and
faggots?

I believe purpose is about living what is deep in your nature. For a boy, the need to
submit is often recognised, but the pressure of others expectations keep it hidden. I find
it a waste that a boy may live his life never really experiencing all that he was born to be.
Submission is a beautiful gift and needs to be celebrated and cherished, not hidden
away and unexplored. Similarly, for Sir’s and Masters, society’s expectations often limit
what we dare to expect as our own. Leadership is equally beautiful and needs to be cherished by the boys who need it. I believe we need to all stop living to other’s expectations and live our truth and be truly authentic with ourselves. To live an authentic life, is to live a happy life.

You said you currently owned a boy and had five in training. How does this boy
serve? What are your plans for the others?

My best boy serves in person and online when we are apart. We see each other when
we can and speak every day. As my feed shows his morning and evening presentations
are often the highlight of my day. He is locked for me and will remain locked
permanently. It is right for him, and right for us. I started my training programme as I believe it a tragedy for so many boys to live a life without experiencing the joys of service. There are 30 lessons in the course each exploring a different element of service. In truth most boys drop out in lesson two, but
those who continue go on to excel and learn what it is they need to do to find a worthy
Sir. When they complete the course, they are exhibited in the hope of finding them a
permanent owner. While I’m open to owning more boys, I require in person service, so logistics are a
limitation.

What are your thoughts on findom?

Findom is a very valid expression of submission and I know many boys enjoy it. My
concern are the unscrupulous people out there who call themselves “Masters” who are
no more than charlatans. Expressing gratitude with gifts is as old as history. I simply
suggest that boys ensure those who they tribute are worthy of their attention and
generosity. In my own situation, I often take control of a boys assets and finances. I do this because
I am very comfortable with money management and I find decisions easy to make. For
me it’s part of the responsibility of ownership. If a boy chooses to use some of his
allowance to buy me gifts all I see is a boy devoted to his Sir, and that makes me happy.

Do you believe in breeding?

I think there is nothing more natural that a boy wanting to receive his Sir’s seed. It’s a
deep and powerful way of building connection. It is honest and true and as it should be.

What is the most perfect experience you’ve yet had with a faggot/boy?

Without doubt the most perfect experience has been the deep and long-lasting
connection I’ve developed with my boys. I know I will be part of their life for a long time
and that connection brings me great joy. Service and ownership are so much more than
the sex or the play. In fact, I don’t do role play. I simply explore the roles we enjoy in all
its forms and stretch and challenge the boundaries of what is possible. Sometimes that
involves sex and play, sometimes so much more.

What are your thoughts on fringe activities like piss play, rimming, etc.?

I believe we should cease judging what other people enjoy, and focus on exploring our
own boundaries. Over the years my repertoire of activities has broadened and changed
and at this stage I doubt I’d say no to much within the right context. I encourage
everyone to explore all play and to keep an open mind.

Is foot worship important to you and why or why not?

I very much enjoy foot worship most particularly because I enjoy massage of any type.
A boy on his knees massaging and worshipping my feet as we chat about whatever
concerns or amuses us is one of my happiest thoughts. While I recognise this scene
doesn’t fit the traditional view of foot worship, for me is says everything about what it
means to be a Sir and a boy.

Some of the subs who’ve served you or were owned by you went on to get
married and have kids. Do you consider that to be a mistake of self-denial? To what do
you attribute that clear misdirection of their lives?

I believe the two boys who went on to live a more traditional lives came from
backgrounds which placed huge expectations on them. I expect in time their true nature
will bubble to the surface and the energy required to suppress it will overwhelm them.
However, I don’t believe sexuality has much to do with service. The need for a boy to
serve transcends who he is attracted to. Serving a Sir who is worthy and gaining
satisfaction from the act of worship is only loosely related to any concept of sexuality in
my experience.

Do you have your training program written down? Is it published somewhere?

No, my programme is evolving all the time as different boys provide feedback. There
seems to be two types of boys, those that drop out early and clearly don’t have the
stamina required for service, and those who move through lesson and complete the full
journey. At the end of the course a boy will have had a taste of much of what might be
expected of him in service and will have developed his hard and soft limits.

Which do you prefer? Fucking a boy’s pussy or fucking his throat?

I find them both enjoyable, but I would say my favourite is whichever the boy struggles
most with. Service is about growth and if you are not challenged, you are not growing.

What an undeserved privilege it was to finally get a glimpse at the Man behind the intriguing Twitter account! He did not disappoint!

I am hoping that he will continue to be so honest and transparent as he expands his empire of servants and worshipers! I know I will be among the throng kneeling at his feet! Thank you, Master David!

The other day I received a question about why Nature created faggots in the first place. The age-old question “Why Am I Here?” has plagued humans since they first began forming sentences, but for faggots the question goes directly to their obvious function within the Hierarchy.

Then frequent commenter “Straight Mike” unleashed this nugget of wisdom:

As a straight alpha I want to offer my perspective on this. Why does it matter to you what role your entire demographic plays in the grand scheme of things? It’s like asking why gazelle’s exist when they serve no “purpose” except as food for the lion. Ultimately you’ve come to accept your role in society, and it’s a pretty important one. Kings need fucking subjects. Gods need worshippers. Pastors need a flock. How is an alpha even able to experience being an alpha without willing and eager betas there to prop them up? I’m curious how many brilliant ideas or decisions were brought on by the relaxation provided by a sissy to someone far more important in terms of value to society as a whole. The saying used to be behind every great man is a woman. Why can’t the modern equivalent be under every highly successful alpha is at least one sissy, and the truly great ones usually have more. You have value. You have purpose. You have worth in the grand scheme of things. You need a good throat fucking to remind you that you really shouldn’t be wasting your time contemplating such deep thoughts.

What a breath of fresh air! It’s just like a straight Alpha to zero in on a matter and directly hit the target!

What do you think of his assessment?

When I was younger I used to fuck around a lot which often included being submissive. I was never truly an Alpha’s fag, but that idea always turned me on. But for the last four years I’ve been in a relationship that’s been monogamous so far but he’s not against opening it up. He’s great and knows that I like being called a faggot and being submissive, but he’s not really an Alpha, so recently I’ve been feeling a much stronger urge to lean into my faggotry and serve Alphas, but I don’t know if I can do both that and stay with my boyfriend. Half of me wants to be a total faggot, but the other half of me is too scared to lose my boyfriend and my current life in general. Do you have any advice for my situation?

I’ve always been of the opinion that service to an Alpha is too consuming and will eventually destroy the relationship if you attempt to do both. I’ve never seen or experienced a successful execution of service to both an Alpha and a stable relationship. Maybe you’ll be the first, but I’m not optimistic about your chances.

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hi sam. does the blunt approach work? like saying to a man hey i would love to suck your cock, does that ever work? a fag brother of mine told me he’s had quite a bit of success with it he said the trick is to do it in private where the man wouldn’t feel threatened or embarrassed. your thoughts? 

Brother, yes your fag friend is totally right! The blunt approach does work! As I’ve said many times on this site, I’ve had somewhere in the neighborhood of a 60% success rate using the blunt approach. This is one of the most feared and most ignored methods of Alpha prospecting. Faggots foolishly talk themselves out of it.
 
I would add this to your friend’s advice: not only get them alone or in a private place, but you also want to approach them in a submissive yet nonchalant manner. They need to feel COMFORTABLE. A drooling, panting, nervous faggot will make the Alpha uncomfortable and he will reject the offer. Sound like a buddy offering thoughtful help. 

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The Discord server arm of FWA (CLICK HERE) continues to slowly grow into a fertile place to meet Alphas and faggots and share experiences and thoughts on Hierarchy. This new version of the server is delightfully free of the posers and pansies that tried to overrun it the first time.

One of my favorite channels on the new server is the one dedicated to true stories. Here people can share their experiences and receive feedback or advice.

One user named Kawada shared a doozy of a story of his use by his first Alpha, a hunky neighbor who took him during his freshman year in high school.

When I was just starting high school, there was a man who used to always be doing yard work with his shirt off whenever I was omw home from school. He was sexy af, muscular and sweaty. I would stare at him and sometimes stop walking so I could watch him.

He noticed me noticing him and one day waved me over. He said he’d seen me checking him out. I was too shy and awkward to say anything. He said it was hot and he needed a drink and asked if I wanted to come inside. I followed. He plopped down on the couch, pointed to the kitchen and told me to grab him a beer. I obeyed. When I came back to the living room, he had his cock out, stroking. He asked me if I liked it. I was still shy and said I dunno. He said he could tell I was a faggot. I felt myself blush. My face got hot. He said it’s ok to be a faggot. Theres nothing wrong with it. He told me that it’s ok to stare but I’d like it better if I got closer. He stood up and told me to get on my knees.

I obeyed. He said “good girl” and walked up close so his cock was near my face. I leaned forward to suck it, but he slapped my face. Not hard, not to hurt me. Just to correct me. He said, I didn’t say you could touch my dick. You gotta ask permission first. I said, can I suck it? He said, you need to show respect. Say please and thank you, and call me sir. I said, can I please suck your cock sir? He said, “good girl” and pulled my head onto his cock. I had never sucked cock before but had thought about it a lot. He was so sweaty from working in the sun, he tasted salty and smelled like a real man.

I started to choke right away and pull away, but he wouldn’t let me. I kept shoving my head down and kept saying, “in your throat, in your THROAT” until he pushed past my tonsils. I was pounding on his thighs with my fists and eventually he let me up for air. I he said catch your breath fast. I took a few deep breaths and then he shoved my head back down and facefucked me some more. I kept struggling for air, but he kept saying not until I say so. He paused every once in a while to let me catch a few quick breaths. I was getting dizzy but he didn’t let me pass out.

Eventually he said, show me your pussy. I felt paralyzed. All I could do was gasp for air. He picked me up like a rag doll and carried me into the bedroom. He said take all that shit off. I started taking my clothes off. When I was down to my underwear he put me on all fours on the bed and tore my underwear completely off. He said don’t ever let me see you wear that shit again. Either wear some cute panties or no underwear at all. Understand me? I said, yes sir. He said good girl. I felt him rub his cock up and down my ass crack. He put some lube or lotion or something on it. It felt cold and wet.

I felt the head of his cock go inside me. It hurt and I started to panic and pull away. He pinned me down with his full weight and pushed inside me deeper. I screamed and he put his hand over my mouth. I whimpered and thrashed but he said, “shut the fuck up. Do what I tell you and it won’t hurt.” He was only just barely in past the head and stopped. He said, squeeze your pussy as tight as you can and hold it. I did. He waited a few seconds and said, ok relax. I did, and when I relaxed I could feel him slide in deeper. He said, squeeze tight again. I did. He waited a few seconds and said relax. Same thing happened. This went on until my pussy had swallowed his entire cock. He held it there for a long time, and kept telling me to squeeze and relax over and over.

Eventually I couldn’t squeeze anymore, my muscles were so exhausted. That’s when he started fucking me. It hurt but I could take it. I wasn’t afraid anymore. He pulled my hair and made me look into the mirror. He said, look at yourself, faggot. Now look at me. See the difference? I must moaned. He pulled my hair so my eyes watered and said again, see the difference, faggot?? I said yes, sir. He said what are you? I said I’m a faggot sir. He said good girl. And what am I? I said you’re a man. He said that’s right. You’re not a man are you? I said no sir. He said you were never a man were you. I said no sir. He said you could never be a man could you. I said no sir. He said look at yourself in the mirror and say it again. I looked into my eyes in the mirror while this man raped me and said I’m a faggot. I said it over and over. Eventually I could feel his pace quicken. He said I’m gonna cum. Where you want my cum, faggot? I said on my face. He said to bad, slut. And fucking roared and pounded my pussy so hard I screamed again. I could feel ever inch of his cock throbbing inside me when he pumped me full of his cum. He stayed inside me spasming for a long time after that.

Then slowly, very slowly, he pulled out of my pussy. He said I had some good pussy and I felt proud for making him cum so much. He said, “Now you say thank you, sir.” I obeyed. He said, “you gonna bring that pussy back tomorrow?” I said yes sir. He said good girl. Now get the fuck out of here before my wife gets home.

I went back for more every day after school, and sometimes skipped school so I could spend the whole day being his nasty little cock sleeve. He taught me obedience, respect, and a faggots place. He usually kept me to himself, but occasionally he would blindfold me and let other men use my pussy. I never knew who any of them were except one. I recognized the voice of his weed dealer, and I’m pretty sure he pimped me out for weed at least once. Since that first time, there have been several occasions when I was getting fucked and I felt like I couldn’t take any more and tried to stop. The men always told me to shut the fuck up and made me take it until they were finished. In the moment, I was always afraid and in pain, but afterwards, I was always glad they didn’t let me tap out. I would have been so disappointed and embarrassed for failing in my primary purpose in life.

I am so grateful to the alphas who taught me that it’s ok to be a faggot and that you can take pride in yourself if you know your place and serve your purpose well. Without that first rape, I would never have had the courage to submit to a real man. I would have continued living a lie, in shame and misery. He quite probably saved my life.

It’s interesting that faggots who experience these kinds of rape-like takings by Alphas come to the same Hierarchical conclusion: this is how it had to happen so that this faggot could accept its purpose.

I essentially came to the same conclusion about my rape. Other faggots taken in this fashion say the same. Some might dismiss these justifications as a way to cope with a traumatic event but I don’t think so. I simply think that we faggots understand the Male need to take and roughly use faggots Hierarchically rather than emotionally.

There is no doubt that Men see it that way. Notice this response from an Alpha on the server who calls himself “Imperator Caesar Augustus”:

What happened is that they took the responsibility out of your hands of having to decide if u were or not a fag. Probably it would have taken ages to figure it out by urself, but these men gave you no choice but to comply, and they knew u would comply, they saw it in your body language, that u were craving em and they acted…. Alphas know how to read body language. It’s a predatory characteristic.

I, of course, agree with everything this Alpha said about Kawada’s “rape”. When Alphas take faggots like this, they’re tilling the garden soil of Hierarchy and planting new crops of faggots. It’s a sexual form of natural selection.

Which is why faggots like myself or Kawada end up in this phantom zone somewhere between traumatized and grateful for being taken this way.

The older I get, the more grateful I am.

One could replace the word “crave” with “need” given the sorry behavior of many faggots.

One of the wonders of running a site like this is just how many incredible Alphas I get to talk to in an intimate way. Through these safe conversations, I’ve been privy to surprisingly deep conversations about Hierarchy and the nature of our respective roles. I’m endlessly fascinated by the Alpha perspective on this subject, of course, because it’s a side that I, as a faggot, am ill-equipped to comprehend.

Master Jacob is an Alpha I’ve been speaking with recently, and every conversation has been enlightening. He’s an experienced Master who is well-versed in the training of faggots. What may set him apart from other Alphas is how he focuses as much on the emotional training as he does on the service aspect.

Yesterday Master Jacob wanted me to send him the quote I posted HERE from Master Parker about faggots. He said he wanted to give it to one of his faggots to study because the faggot felt especially worthless. Master Jacob was trying to reach the faggot’s heart.

Then Master Jacob said this:

Yes. I’ve been trying to explain to him that being a faggot isn’t something to be ashamed of. We just have to reprogram societies shame out of him. He should be proud of his place because alphas needs faggots and faggots need alphas. And faggots are beautiful.

He’s a good boy and a complete and total faggot. He knows it and when he’s free of his shame from society for what he is, he loves his place. But sometimes, and this happens with a lot of faggots, he retreats in shame.

There’s a misunderstanding that faggots aren’t worthy of love or that they are not worthy of being valued. When really it’s quite the opposite. Sure. I may call you a pathetic faggot and make you do terrible and degrading things, but that’s a special place reserved just for a faggot.

I was taken aback by this clear-eyed statement. It’s rare to hear an Alpha speak that way about faggots.

Then Master Jacob began to talk about how to help faggots achieve self-acceptance:

I have a lot of experience training and breaking new faggots. This is not a new phenomenon. I tell boys all the time, they will hit walls. It’s expected. The wall is nothing to be ashamed of, what you do when you reach the wall is the true test.

I’m sure faggots have a swirl of emotions when being used and broken. It’s easy for us alphas. We just have to come into our power. Faggots have to be broken and systematically reprogrammed.

Breathtaking insight, isn’t it?

To all of the faggots out there feeling lost and abused: there are great Alpha Masters like Master Jacob waiting to take you in and build you into something strong, useful, and valuable. Don’t be misled into self-hate or self-harm at the hands of cruel or careless Masters.

Hi Sam, longtime reader here. A couple years ago in college through one of my roommates, I met this beautiful potential Alpha. 6’4″, straight with girlfriend, sweet, masculine, chiseled jaw, and fucking BUILT. Seriously, you can literally smell the testosterone coming from him. I feel like my life has changed, as all I want to do is submit to him and serve him like the God he truly is. I want to bask in his scent. I want him to use those huge arms to crush and destroy me. I want to make him dinner, clean his apartment, grab him a beer, and service him until he’s satisfied. He likes to eat meat and go shooting at the range. He’s a little dumb, but that’s where the sweetness comes from.
 
So he’s been a friend of a friend all these years and unfortunately, I had a falling out with the mentioned old college roommate (he and the Alpha are best friends). Old college roomie is leaving the state for grad school soon and I think I can take advantage of this opportunity. Me and the Alpha have never been “friends” since we only see each other at parties or when he visited the roomie. But he likes me and I’ve got his number so at least I’m not starting from nothing. We have a big size difference (I’m a short slim guy) and I think he likes to play on it. Every time hes hugged me he holds me very warm and caressingly, not like a friendly hug but a romantic hug. That’s all just fun and games though.
 
I very vividly remember one time the three of us (me, old roomie, Alpha) were hanging at old roomie\’s place and the Alpha was leaving but I was staying the night. He got up and announced his leaving while I was lying on old roomie’s bed. I reached out my arms to motion that I wanted to hug him goodbye and HE FUCKING LIED ON TOP OF ME MISSIONARY STYLE, WITH ALL HIS WEIGHT, AND AFTER 3 OR SO SECONDS HE JOKINGLY HUMPED ME REALLY QUICK. I am so happy I didnt moan or something and was able to play it off cool, but my god. I will never forget that moment. I think it was 5 humps/thrusts. All of his weight on me. Holding me missionary style. Life changing experience.
 
Another time we were both at a Halloween party with some mutual friends and he was getting super drunk. I think he was finishing an entire 30 rack by himself? What a Man. Anyway, further into the night I found him and asked him if he was having fun. He kinda just stared blankly at me, he was definitely wasted. Then he grabbed the back of my head, pulled me in and kissed my forehead. When he let me go, he still just had that blank expression on and I was a bit speechless but managed to blurt something out and left the room. Mind you he did this in a room full of people (who were probably also drunk lol).
 
So now I’m thinking about the future, since him and I wont ever see each other or talk at all once my old roomie leaves the state in a couple of months. I think I\’m going to “accidentally” text him, play it off cool, and then invite him to my new apartment that I’ll be moving in soon. I’ll offer food and beer, and just talk and stuff since we’ve never hung out ourselves. I have to handle this very carefully. I’m so nervous I’m gonna fuck it up. I probably will. Or maybe he’s not even interested. But I have to do this. Fulfill my ultimate purpose in life to serve him, a living God and epitome of manliness. Theres also his girlfriend to think about, they’re kinda serious but no real future goals. I dont wanna be a homewrecker, but that wont stop me from offering myself to him, especially maybe some domestic service duties I can do.
 
What do you think of my experiences with him? I call him “The Beast”. I literally worship this giant, beautiful, unbelievable man. I’ll let you know how it goes in a couple of months. Do you think I have a shot?

Thanks for that epic question! LOL
 
I would say this guy IS Alpha, not a “potential” Alpha. And he does sound like the prototypical fraternity meathead Alpha type, too, which can definitely be to your advantage. Spoiler alert: frat guys love faggots. We are weaker and submissive and we allow them to flex their energy and power in fun and flirtatious ways. They can act as inappropriately as they want with us because they know we love it.
 
First of all, you’re going to need to stop hiding your gay/faggot truth in this situation. It’s time for you to stop being afraid and just embrace yourself. This is a timed thing and you can’t afford to miss an opportunity because you’re too afraid to act because things aren’t perfect.
 
I suggest you get him over to your place for some sporting event. Or, if you know where he works, you might be able to weasel your way into asking him to get a drink or two. This will need to be a full service offer, meaning you are going to be making food or buying everything. I would get a few drinks in him, and then maybe bring up the humping episode as a “hey, remember that time you …” kind of story. If he gets apologetic, you plainly say something like “Sir, you don’t need to apologize. That’s how faggots should be treated” or something similar. Make it nonchalant, like it’s no big deal. This will make him curious, rather than off-put.
 
If/when he asks questions, simply explain the natural order to him in plain, “no big deal” terms. The truth of Hierarchy is so powerful and so obvious when laid out that way logically to an Alpha that it becomes undeniable. 
 
From there you just follow his cues and calmly assuage his fears. Once you get to that point, the rest of the manipulation is self explanatory.
 
Now, you could use my book in this situation, but I’m not sure if he’s much of a reader. This is something that you can cause to happen through skill and perseverance. But it CAN be done, though. Definitely think about what I’ve described and keep me posted. You really shouldn’t wait to lay the groundwork for this one. You gotta really find the right bait in order to land the biggest fish!

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Alpha Pack football parties need faggots to “take care of things” so the boys can have some fun.

You can find Master Jim in the comments sections of many posts here. A wonderful, wise Master!

Master @davidtentwoone is rapidly becoming one of my favorite Twitter Alphas. It’s his words that entrances rather than his body.

I’m in the process of interviewing him. Can’t wait to post it!

The stunning Master Parker posted this on Tumblr today. He has increased his power exponentially since I first encountered him several months ago.

I really miss him.

I cannot stress this enough: Alphas MUST talk to their faggots like this young Alpha does if they want the best and most obedient service!

It’s a form of hypnosis, a training of the faggot’s mind that is difficult to forget.

I had no idea what was going to become of the Hierarchy Podcast when I started it almost a year ago. Would anyone even listen? Would I have anything to say? Would anyone even listen???

Much to my great surprise, many people have been listening. The feedback I receive from it crosses multiple boundaries – gays, straights, Alphas, faggots, transgendered, and even a few women! It’s widely listened to around the world, even ranking high in certain little counties I had no idea would even get it.

Like this website, the whole point of the podcast was to help people find purpose and fulfillment. I didn’t know HOW it might accomplish that, but I thought I’d give it a try.

Well I have heard from people who have been helped by the podcast, but today I received a most extraordinary series of text messages from a 46-year-old Alpha named Michael. Actually, he’s just discovering his Alphahood at this point in his life through the podcast!

But it gets better:

I have turned my partner into a total sub faggot since listening to the podcast. Our sex life is amazing now thanks to your podcast. I was telling (my partner) about the podcast and it just went on from there. He serves me every night, and it has been so good for us. So thank you.

Extraordinary!

Alpha Michael’s partner is a 40-year-old sub (now full-fledged faggot) who has also learned its place thanks to the podcast.

I am 46 and he is 40 we have been together for 13 years and we opened our relationship up about 7 years ago. We played together once and it weirded me out having to share him with someone else but now I want to share him with another alpha. Yep… it has been so amazing ever since I discovered your podcast! He knows that his role is just a hole.

Through the podcast Alpha Michael has learned about the power of chastity.

It’s already in chastity. I have a key and have one hidden he is locked up and cannot cum until I think he has earned it. I locked him myself, and it was a powerful experience for me. He is such a good faggot. He does a great job serving his sir.

I was floored by this! Typically it’s hard for an established, long-term couple to change direction so radically, but this seems to have been exactly what they needed. I guess I could liken it to a chiropractor radically adjusting a back and instantly relieving pain.

This amazing new Alpha signed off this way:

Oh okay… well I will tell you again that I love your podcast and I would love to have you along with my faggot serve me. Keep up the great work on the podcast. I listen every morning on the way to work.

What a shot in the arm that conversation was for me today! THANK YOU Master Michael for sharing your personal story with me! Maybe you can be a guest on the show!

As for me, I think I’ll keep the podcast going!

I don’t even know what to say about this. I know this happens with some faggots, and that it’s even a fantasy for some. I just … it’s hard to look at.

What an extraordinary photo!

Faggots are objects used by Men for pleasure and worship.

As long as there are Men, nature will make faggots to serve them. It’s inevitable and perfect.

This is Hierarchy, and it is the hard truth.

HierarchyIsTruth

Dear Sam, I am fascinated by chastity and cages, and I plan to find a Master who cages me permanently because I feel it’s the right thing to do. I would like to give up cumming completely and for good, as I think that kind of pleasure must be felt by Men only. I understand though that for health reasons it is advisable to be ”emptied” from time to time. Is there a way to get emptied without feeling the slightest pleasure? I would hate feeling pleasure, it would be like betraying the Master and the chastity philosophy. Please let me know what you think!

Brother, yes there is a way to expel semen without an official orgasm. The process is called “milking”. You or your Alpha can insert a finger into your anus and feel forward until you find the prostate. Then you press on the prostate, which will then allow semen and seminal fluid to be released. This can sometimes be pleasurable, but most of the time the faggot feels nothing but a slight pressure in the area. 

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The enigmatic Master David (@DavidTentwoone), who I intend to profile in the next week, released this fascinating tweet early this morning.

This is an interesting lesson! I’m intrigued by Alphas who use milking as a teaching tool.

Masters Nick, Matt, and Jin milk their faggots themselves, and it teaches their faggots humility and a reliance on their Alpha for relief.

Hello Sam 
Thank you so much for the wonderful material and excellent website you provide through the great work! 
I am Billy, 48 years old faggot from Europe. I am a total faggot and aware of it. I serve a younger Alpha male on a regular basis. He is 30  and happily partnered to a long-time boyfriend. So secrecy and discretion add some horny feelings to our interaction. He controls my body and mind. I am happy to be caged for Him and to meet Him in luxurious hotel rooms which I pay of course. He refuses to be called a Findom which is totally right as the money I spend is invested  for common pleasure and mutual benefit.
So till recently I was glad and proud that a handsome young guy got interested in educating an older faggot. Moreover we had some social interaction as well. No friendship really, just a perfect match faggot-master. 
Unfortunately, when He told me about adopting a kid with his partner in order to found a nice family,  my clit suddenly stopped to move and my devotion and obedience faded away.  I couldn’t connect the idea of my Master, strong and superior man used to arrogance and strict attitudes with the picture of a loving daddy… It blocked me at any level of submission. I was used to swallow his loads and drink his piss… I was used to give Him massage and proper devotion.  All that new ‘adoption kid story’ made my submission collapse. I’ve asked Him for a break to reflect on the situation. I’m a true faggot and I only perceive Alphas as agressive and lonely leaders not involved in baby caring ! I am very sad about my feelings and am thinking more and more of terminating this relationship as my inner sexual identity is to serve superior males,  but not respectful heads of families… 
 
Thanks a lot for reading – faggot billy

Brother, that’s a shame you feel that way. A family is nothing more than a small society, and Alphas lead families just like they lead societies. You’re allowing your ALPHA FETISH to overwhelm and destroy your ALPHA SERVICE. What an incredibly sad thing.
 
Our most powerful Men have deep needs to procreate, raise children to carry on their name and legacy. Gay Alphas, of course, can’t make children by natural means, so adoption or surrogacy is the answer to satisfy that desire. It doesn’t make him less of a Man for having that desire, it makes him MORE of a Man.
 
The fact that you can only see your fetish version of an Alpha rather than the true Man is something very misguided. You are going to throw away service to an amazing younger dominant Alpha because he suddenly doesn’t meet up with your exact fantasy? Think about how sad that sounds!
 
You seriously need to think about what you’re doing. You have only a few cards left in your hand at this stage of your fag life … I suggest you wield them with much more care and thoughtfulness. 

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This is part of a continuing series chronicling an Apex Alpha who calls himself Colorado Alpha, and his faithful faggot slave. CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!

Human history is glutted with poems, books, statues, and songs honoring great and powerful Men. Such is the effect of being in the presence of such physics-bending, larger-than-life figures and the times they rule that poets, sculptors, and lyricists are moved to memorialize them in art.

For the faggots fortunate to serve these greatest of Men, the encounters are life-changing moments akin to touching the finger of God. And, like artisans of old, these faggots are often moved to tribute their Masters in words of devotion so stripped bare and primal that they speak to the everlasting.

Such is the case with Bryan, a faggot that has faithfully served Colorado Alpha for the last three-and-a-half years. He was so profoundly moved by his Master recently that he decided to pen an ode to honor this great Apex Alpha of the West. Here it is in its entirety:

It was late in the evening and Colorado Alpha wanted a massage.

We were in his dimly lit bedroom, music was playing softly in the background, and Colorado Alpha was relaxing face down on his bed.  He was almost naked, stripped down to only his boxer briefs and socks. As his dedicated beta boy, I knew it was my duty to obey his request for a massage. I also knew how much he deserved one.   He had been working very hard lately, at the gym, at his job, and even helping in the community. This man deserved some appreciation and worship, and I was happy to be the one to give it to him.

In the dim light of his bedroom, I marveled at his beautiful masculine body.  Colorado Alpha was over 6 feet tall and over 210 lbs of muscle. By comparison I was only 5’4 and 125 lbs of little beta boy. I climbed on top of him, straddling his muscular back.  As small as I was, I felt even smaller when I was straddling his athletic body.  

I began the massage slowly, moving my hands down his strong back.  With each touch, I paused, feeling the warmth of his skin as my hands slowly began to connect to the energy of his body. I noticed that his back had grown more muscular than ever, reflecting all the hours that he had been working at the gym.   I took my time massaging him, focusing on relaxing and healing all these growing muscles of his strong back. 

It felt good to go slow and let my hands bond with his body again.  I had been craving some physical contact with my Master for a while now.   We had been spending a lot of time together in public, where I always had to ignore the growing urge to rub his muscular body and suppress the perpetual longing to feel his powerful touch.  Now, alone in his bedroom, I could finally give in to my instincts and enjoy the powerful physical connection with my Master. 

Being able to massage Colorado Alpha’s body was such a blessing to me.  As I continued to rub his muscular back, I thought back to a couple years ago when he first began to demand massages from me.  At the time, I had always resisted the orders, feeling resentful that he was trying to control me.   I laughed to myself now, thinking about how much my attitude had changed over the years.   Now I loved the opportunity to feel, touch, kiss, and lick every inch of his perfect masculine body.  

After thoroughly massaging my Master’s back, I began to work on his muscular shoulders. I found myself growing aroused.  His strong shoulders had always been one of the highlights of his impressive physique, but lately they were sexier than ever.  He had been working out at the gym almost every day, and his shoulders had grown impressively in proportion to his dedication. 

As I continued to work down his arms, I considered how very lucky I was.   Colorado Alpha had also been allowing me to join him at the gym the last few months.  I understood that this was an enormous act of generosity, as not many Apex Alpha’s would allow their small weak beta’s to work out with them.  I tried to demonstrate my appreciation through my dedication.  I had yet to miss a single workout. I worked hard at getting stronger, obeying his orders at the gym, and doing as my Alpha commanded.  Working out with Colorado Alpha had quickly become the highlight of my days.

I had also begun to discover that I would succumb to a state of perpetual lust whenever I worked out with my Apex Alpha.   I believe that after years of wrestling and getting raped by my Master, my body had learned to immediately respond to the pheromones that he released during weightlifting.  As I slowly massaged his strong thick arms, I thought of all the times that I had watched his biceps pump at the gym while he curled heavy weights. I remembered how aroused I would get watching his triceps swell as he led me through a series of different arm exercises.  I recalled how powerful the longing had been to reach out and touch his beautiful Alpha muscles while he lifted heavy weights that I could never even imagine lifting.  I continued to massage him, working my way down his strong forearms to his manly hands, and back up.  After all these years, massaging my Master was no longer a burden, it was a blessing.  It felt incredible to touch the muscles that I had been lusting after at the gym day after day.

I worked my way back up to his shoulders, and took some time slowly massaging his neck and the back of his scalp.  Colorado Alpha always smelled so good.  I kissed the back of his neck and massaged my way down his strong muscular back again.   I was keeping my face pressed against his body now, slowly breathing his scent.  I could already tell that his Alpha pheromones were beginning to activate a deepening state of submission within me.      

My hands rubbed their way further down his back, and then I began massaging his strong glutes through his underwear.  It felt so good to be able to rub and massage my Master here.   All the squats and leg presses that he had been doing were making his ass stronger and hotter than ever. I worked down his legs, recalling all the different leg days we had done together at the gym.  I thought back to all the various exercises that we had performed, and I remembered watching his every move with a combination of admiration and sexual desire.   Working out with my Alpha gave the added benefit that now I understood which muscles needed extra massage attention because I had been working all the same muscles with him.   

I rubbed my way down his legs until I reached his feet.   Colorado Alpha still had his gym socks on.  As I began to massage his feet through his socks, the lust and desire began to increase within me.  I could sense my self control beginning to slip away, and moments later my face was buried in his feet.   I breathed deep the scent of my Master.  Colorado Alpha’s sweaty gym socks smelled amazing to me. The lust surged through me as my body immediately recognized the scent of my Master.  It was the scent of the man that had owned me for years.   My cock was instantly hard.  

Slowly, ever so slowly, I began to peel away his gym socks.  The feeling of anticipation was incredible as inch by inch, his bare feet were revealed to me. Colorado Alpha has perfect feet. It felt so good to touch and kiss and rub them.  And then my face was immediately back on his bare feet, rubbing them against my face as I took in his scent.  A sense of primal desire was overriding any rational thought as my body began to submit to my Master. 

I worshiped Colorado Alpha’s perfect feet for a while and gradually worked my way back up his powerful  legs.  I paused for a bit, rubbing my face on his amazing ass as I massaged his muscular glutes.  I continued my way up his body, massaging his back, arms, shoulders, neck, and scalp all over again.   Then I climbed off of him and asked him to turn over.   

Now Colorado Alpha was on his back.   I once again straddled his athletic body, this time over his chest. His eyes were closed, and I paused for a moment to marvel at how incredibly handsome this man was.   I remembered the first day when we had met, over three and a half years ago.  My first thought had been “Wow, he is really good looking!”   That feeling of attraction had not diminished over the years.  Instead, each day he had grown more handsome and attractive to me.   I thought about how lucky I was to be his boy, how incredibly fucking amazing it was that I belonged to the hottest man I knew!!!

I started by massaging his temples.   A look of peace overtook his handsome face.   I lightly stroked his facial hair, and briefly put my lips on his lips for a moment.  A memory came back of the first night that we met.   He had lifted my little body up, pinned me against the wall, forced his tongue past my lips, and aggressively raped my mouth with his.  Colorado Alpha is one of the best kissers in the world. I was his property that very first moment he laid his hands on my body and his mouth on mine, over three and a half years ago. 

I slid my straddle further down his muscular body.  Now I was sitting on his lap.  I could feel the bulge of his cock underneath my body, straining against my ass through his  underwear.  I felt him swell slightly and my body began to react to the feeling of his growing cock pressing against my ass.   My body knew that his Alpha cock belonged inside my hole.  But I had to focus.  I was still taking care of my Alpha, and he deserved the best massage that I could give him.   

I began to massage his strong muscular chest and remembered all the times lately that I had been his spot at the gym when he did bench presses.  I recalled the feeling of being simultaneously impressed, aroused, and intimidated as he easily benched weights that would crush me.   Colorado Alpha is such a strong and athletic man, I felt so lucky to have the opportunity to rub and massage his pecs.  I worked his nipples lightly with my tongue and paused for a moment to bury my face in his muscular bare chest.  It felt so calming and natural to nuzzle my face in my Master’s strong chest.  

I started to massage his shoulders again, and my body could no longer control itself.  I instinctively buried my face in his sweaty armpit.  It was such a rush!  The entire world vanished as I took in Colorado Alpha’s scent.  His pheromones erased all thought and logic from my mind as I breathed deep the scent of my Master.  My body was immediately triggered to submit and surrender to this powerful and superior Apex Alpha. After all the years of training me, raping me, and using me, my body and brain were finely tuned to his exact scent.  I was owned on a biological and cellular level.    

Eventually I pried my face away from the bliss of his sweaty armpits and refocused on massaging my Master. But I was fighting a losing battle now.  It would only be a matter of time before I could no longer fight the lustful instinct to submit to him on a primal sexual level.  

I massaged my way down his arms and back to his hands.   I took extra time as I worked his hands now and more flashes to the gym filled my mind .  I remembered all the times standing over him, spotting him, watching his strong manly hands grip the bar with a powerful Alpha force.  I slowly massaged his hands, his palms, each of his fingers.  It felt strangely intimate, triggering an even stronger physical connection.  Yet it also triggered a greater sense of submission as I sensed how small my weak hands felt in his strong Alpha palms.   

As I worked my way back up his arms, to his shoulders and back to his pecs, it was getting difficult to think clearly.   My mind was overwhelmed with sexual desire and a powerful instinct to submit to my Alpha’s body.  I licked his nipples again.  I slowly kissed my way down his chest, down his stomach, until my face reached his lap.  And as I rubbed my face in his lap, my mind went completely red.  I could feel his hard cock straining through his underwear, pressing against my face.   I took a deep breath and my cock was instantly hard again.  I recalled all the times Alpha had held my face in his lap for extended periods of time while he watched movies.  “Scent training,” he had called it.  Yes, my body was trained to recognize and respond to his scent, and his scent alone.  I was his.  I was all his.  His hard cock, the epitome of his Apex Alpha nature, was rubbing against my face, separated by a mere thin strip of fabric.  

But I couldn’t let myself get distracted.   Not yet.   I had a duty to finish massaging my Master.  He deserved to have every inch of his muscular athletic body loved, worshiped, and appreciated.  As I massaged my way back down his strong legs, I reflected on how thankful I was to still belong to this man after all these years.   

I made it back to his perfect feet.   By now, I was transforming from his dedicated beta boy into his horny lustful faggot slave.   I was completely in love with his beautiful feet and could not control my desires.  I licked my tongue up and down his bare feet, sucking each of his toes, cleaning every inch of gym sweat off.  I was so blinded by lust now, so mesmerized by his perfect feet.  It felt so amazing to be so close to such an intimate and private part of my Alpha. I felt so submissive, subservient, and owned.  There have been so many times that I have looked at Colorado Alpha in public, at the gym, or when he is teaching a class, and thought about how many times this amazing man had put his beautiful feet in my mouth.   I felt like the luckiest boy in the world.

By the time his feet had been thoroughly worshipped by my mouth and tongue, the last remnants of my self control were completely obliterated.  I climbed back up his body and greedily rubbed my face in the bulge of his underwear.  His cock was very hard and I was desperate to taste it. I licked and sucked it through the fabric, taking in more of his scent, before finally freeing his cock from the confines of his underwear.  As I slid his boxer briefs off, his cock sprung up, standing rock hard and so erect.  My mouth was instantly on his beautiful cock.   I licked him slowly, up and down the shaft.  I seductively slid the head of his cock into my mouth.  As I sucked and licked his tool, I began to taste his precum.  My body immediately recognized his semen and reacted to each drop.  It knew the power of his Alpha seed and what it could do to my own beta body.  

I loved Colorado Alpha’s cock.  I was completely in love with his cock. I had been for years. I made love to his big hard cock with my mouth.  I worked up and down his tool, deep throating it, gagging on it, choking on it. Enjoying and loving every inch of it.  I licked his heavy cum-filled balls until they were dripping with my spit.  I was insatiable.  I couldn’t get enough.  I felt so happy, so content, so complete with my face in Colorado Alpha’s lap and his hard cock deep down my throat.  I was doing what I was meant to do.  I was doing what I was designed to do.  I was doing what I was put on this planet to do. Knowing that my mouth was bringing this incredible man sexual pleasure filled me with a powerful sense of meaning. My Master’s cock was rock hard and throbbing in my mouth, and my submission to him felt like the most natural and healthy thing in the world.  In these blinding  moments of sexual passion,  I wanted nothing more in life than to suck and worship his big beautiful cock, and swallow his delicious loads, every single day for the rest of my life.  

But Colorado Alpha had other plans.  His cock was hard and he was ready to rape his beta boy.  He grabbed me by the hair,  pulled me up, and then flipped me over onto my stomach.  His control of my body with such ease reminded me again how small I was compared to this big strong horny man.   He climbed on top of me and I felt the warmth as he spit onto my hole.   My body began to tingle as the saliva from my Master dripped into my body.   The tingling grew to electricity as I felt the heat from his hard wet cock slowly rubbing against my crack.  

“Do you want me to fuck you?” he whispered into my ear, fully knowing that it didn’t matter what I wanted.  

“Yes Alpha,” I murmured.  “Please fuck me”

His athletic body felt so strong and powerful on top of me.  I began to squirm underneath him to see if I could get away, but I couldn’t.  He had full control of me as he held me down.  I really understood in these moments that I was completely helpless.  There was nothing I could do to stop this muscular Apex Alpha.   He was rock hard, horny, and my body belonged to him.  Slowly, Colorado Alpha began pressing his hard cock against my hole.  I once again tried to move but he held me tight in place.  There was no escape now.  

I thought back to the earlier years, when Colorado Alpha had first begun raping my hole.  I would cry from the pain, desperately squirming underneath him, begging him to stop.  Of course, even then he was relentless, and nothing would make him stop.   How different it was for me nowadays. I no longer resisted.  As his cock pressed in, forcing entry, my body immediately recognized him and reacted.  My back arched up, almost against my will, begging him to enter.   I was tight.   So tight that his big manly cock barely fit in my small beta body and my little hole.   But Colorado Alpha made it fit.  And as soon as I felt his warm hardness deep inside me, I was lost in a sea of pure bliss.   My Master was home inside me.  The void was finally filled.  I was whole and complete.  

Colorado Alpha started slowly, persistently stretching my tight beta pussy with his big hard cock.  He held me tight and there was nothing I could do but feel every inch of him inside me.  Gradually my hole adjusted to the presence of my Alpha’s cock as he marked my body as his territory once again.  

He slowly started fucking me.  I began to lose myself in pleasure as I felt the weight of his strong athletic frame on top of me.  There was no more thought, only feeling.  The feeling of his muscular arms around me.  The feeling of heat from his warm skin against mine.   The feeling of power as his strong hips drilled into my beta body.  And the feeling of pure submission as his hard bare cock throbbed deep inside me. 

“Who’s pussy is this?” he asked, whispering in my ear. 

“It’s yours, Alpha,” I managed to whisper back between the rhythmic thrusts of his hips.  “All yours.”

And my pussy really was all his. Colorado Alpha was the only man to fuck me in years.  He was the only man to ever breed me.   My body and my hole belonged to him.   But he wasn’t just my Master.  He was my best friend too.  I felt so connected to him, especially now that his cock was inside me.  And somehow that made it feel so much safer and hotter to completely surrender to him.    

Alpha was gradually fucking me harder, but he was in no rush.   I could tell this was going to be a long fuck.  Once again I tried to squirm against him, but once again my struggles were futile.  He was so much bigger and stronger than me. He bore down even harder on my small little body.   I was completely his property and we both knew it.   He held me tight, wrapping his muscular arm around my neck, controlling my breathing.   He covered my face with the same strong hands that I had admired gripping those barbells at the gym.  He forced his fingers into my mouth, penetrating my body even more, inciting an even deeper level of submission.   

Holding my body tightly, Alpha flipped us over so he was on his back.   I was on his lap, reclined back against his chest, and his cock was still buried inside me.  He was thrusting his hips up into me, driving his big cock even deeper inside.  He held me tightly and impaled my body down onto his manhood.  Even underneath me, he was still in complete control.   He was maneuvering my arms, controlling my breath, and dominating my life.  I was so helpless against this Apex Alpha’s superior strength and power.  

As he penetrated me in this position, it reminded me of one of the first times Colorado Alpha had breeded me. I was still not used to bottoming yet and so he had commanded me to make myself cum while he fucked me in this position. My patient Alpha had fucked me slow and steady as I stroked myself. As my cock grew harder, each thrust of his cock began to feel better and hotter. Then Colorado Alpha began making out with me. The simultaneous sensation of his hard bare cock swelling inside my hole and the taste of his hot breath and wet tongue in my mouth had sent me over the edge. It was one of the most powerful orgasms I’ve had, and the first time I had ever cum with a cock inside my hole. It was a pivotal experience that forever bonded my body to Colorado Alpha’s and trained my hole to belong to his cock. It is funny to remember how much I used to hate bottoming when we began our journey. Now, as I sat on his lap and rode his hard cock, all I could think of was how blissful it felt. My own orgasms were the farthest thing from my mind, all I cared about was how whole and complete I was with my Master’s cock inside me.

Colorado Alpha eventually pulled out and manhandled my little body like a ragdoll.   He put me on my back, grabbed my legs, and dragged me to the edge of the bed.  I was so small, so helpless.   He lifted my legs to his shoulders and stood above me, looking down at me as he slid that big perfect cock back inside my hole.  

Now as he fucked me, I could see his naked muscular body at work.  That same athletic body that I had consistently watched take aggression out on weights, was now taking aggression out on my ass.  I watched his handsome face as he owned me.  He looked down at me with lust in his beautiful eyes.  And as he fucked me harder, I recognized the look of domination that overcame his face.  In a swift and unexpected move, Colorado Alpha lifted his leg and put his sweaty foot on my face.

My body went into overdrive with unrestrained sexual desire.  I lost all control.   I was licking and sucking his beautiful foot.  I was looking up at his handsome face, into his mesmerizing eyes, while he pounded my hole harder.  I was a complete faggot slave to my Master.   And it felt incredible.   I wanted nothing more in life than to be his complete sexual whore and serve all his dirtiest, roughest, sexual needs.   The feelings of submission that overcame me were extreme, but I could not resist them.  I had been lusting after this man for years, but in this moment I wanted him more than ever before. 

My Master pulled out and lifted my small body off the bed.  He laid me on my back on the carpet and raised my legs so my hips and ass were in the air.  Then Alpha squatted down over me and slid his fat throbbing cock back into my tight pussy.  He fucked me harder and harder as he squatted over me, and then once again he put his foot on my face.  I really couldn’t get enough.  I was in bliss as he used and abused me.  I was his dirty gay faggot.  I was his slutty girl whore.  I was his personal cumdump sex object. It felt depraved, wild, and kinky.  But somehow it also felt natural, secure, and calming.   I was his.  I was completely his.  As he raped my pussy on the floor of his bedroom with his foot in my face, I knew on a deep primal level that I completely belonged to this amazing man.  And that was the best feeling in the world.  

We moved through so many positions.  Colorado Alpha fucked me long and hard.  His stamina was unparalleled.  Eventually I was back on my stomach on the bed and he was on top of me.  He pinned me down, penetrated my hole, and infiltrated my body.   He was fucking me hard now, getting more aggressive as he unleashed his true primal Alpha nature.  He started spanking my ass while he raped me.  When I cried out he only hit my ass harder.  He grabbed my balls and squeezed until I was crying.   He used his perfect feet to grab my ankles and spread my legs apart, penetrating me even deeper.   He was getting rougher and harder. He was choking me again, bringing me just to the edge, sometimes even slightly past it. When I came to, he was biting down on my shoulder with his sexy mouth, and when I screamed he covered my mouth with his hand and bit down even harder.   The next day, I would proudly look at the bruise on my arm in the shape of his mouth and remind myself how lucky I was to belong to this man.  It was the mark of Colorado Alpha’s ownership.

My Master was fucking me even harder and rougher now.  He was completely owning me.  I felt so helpless and exposed in these moments.   After three and a half years, this man knew everything about me. He was my Master, but he was also my Best Friend.   I was not just physically naked.  My entire soul was exposed to him.  Slowly, over the years, Colorado Alpha had knocked down all of my walls and forced his way inside me. He could see me, every part of me, and he could also see right through me. He saw every part of me that I hid from the rest of the world. There was nothing that I could hide from my Master, no part of me that he couldn’t see. He was not just penetrating my hole, he was penetrating my entire being.  

And it felt incredible.  It was amazing to be so open, so exposed,  and so owned by my best friend and my Master.   The feeling of submission was beyond words.  I was not only surrendering my body and my hole to Colorado Alpha,  I was surrendering my heart and my soul to him as well.   

He was getting extremely rough now.  He forced my small body down, fucking me faster, longer, and harder.  I could feel the sweat from his muscular chest drip down my back.  I could feel his hot wet breath in my ear.  I could feel his rough beard rubbing against my cheek.   I knew he was reaching the  heights of sexual pleasure.   And I knew that despite his aggression, despite any pain, it was not my place to resist.  It was my place to submit to my Master.  It was my Purpose to FEEL this muscular Alpha Stud pound his masculine sexual energy into my little beta body.  And it was also my place to be grateful for every second of it.  In these moments, I knew that I was fulfilling my purpose in the world.  I intuitively understood that I had been designed to take the unrestrained sexual energy and abuse from an Apex Alpha.  The harder Colorado Alpha pounded me, the more I surrendered my body and soul to him.  The longer he fucked me, the more I surrendered my entire life over to this truly incredible man.  

Colorado Alpha was pounding me relentlessly and I knew there was no way to stop him now.  Nothing in the world can stop a true Apex Alpha as he begins to rut.  He began grunting aggressively and I felt the orgasm overtaking him.  It was almost a spiritual experience to feel my Master climaxing with his cock deep inside my body. I knew that I was fulfilling my Purpose in this world by surrendering my small body to his sexual needs and giving him this physical pleasure and release.  

As he pummeled my ass harder and harder with his big cock, grunting loudly in an escalating fury, he began to pound his hot wet load inside of me.  With each thrust of his cock, I knew he was shooting more his powerful Alpha seed deep inside my little beta body.  He shoots the biggest loads of anybody I know and as he continued thrusting, I began to feel the warm wet heat of his sticky seed inside my pussy.  His Alpha Essence was flooding my body, flooding my soul, impregnating me.  

Colorado Alpha began to slow down his thrusts, and that is when my body began to react to the feeling of his hot wet seed in my hole.   I began to tremble underneath him with excitement and lust. The most private part of my body was flooded with my Master’s cum. The trembling grew into a shudder, and the shuddering evolved into full uncontrollable shaking.  A strange full body orgasm began to overwhelm my body. 

Master Alpha was expecting this, even though it always came as a surprise to me.   He bore his weight on my body as I shuddered beneath him, wrapping his muscular arms tight around me.   He held on tight, so tight, as the world began to fade away from me, replaced with the rush of red hot lust as Colorado Alpha’s seed flooded my body and impregnated me. 

There is nothing like feeling true Apex Alpha seed flowing through me.  Over the next two days, the very essence of his Alpha masculinity would course through my arteries and veins, powering and energizing me.   The DNA and spiritual sexual energy of the hottest man I know, my best friend and Master, would flood into every cell of my body and activate me. His powerful superior male Seed would also continue to rewire my brain, triggering within me an even greater level of submission to Colorado Alpha.  In the upcoming days I would grow even more owned by him, feel more dedicated to him, and become more devoted to him than ever before.  

The shuddering of my body slowly began to slow, and the world began to return as the state of blinding red lust dissipated.  But as the rush from being impregnated by my King began to fade, a new sensation began to take hold. 

Gratitude. 

First I felt grateful for the feeling of Colorado Alpha’s warm seed inside me, the feeling of being knocked up by my best friend and Master. If I could, I would take all his loads, every single day, for the rest of my life. If only it were possible, I would have every one of his babies.

The gratitude persisted. I was thankful that Colorado Alpha had fucked me so long and hard this night.  I felt grateful for all the fuckings, for all the incredible rapings that he had given me over the years. 

Colorado Alpha was still holding me close and safe as my shuddering slowed to a stop. As I felt his muscles around me, I grew grateful for all the times he had let me join him at the gym. I knew what a big act of generosity it was for an Apex Alpha to permit a beta slave to work out with him.  He had done many significant things to help protect and improve my health lately.  I felt thankful that he kept me focused on my health and fitness, that he was getting me stronger, and that he was teaching me new things.  

I was also thankful for everything else he had taught me. He was not just improving my body, but also my mind. Over the years he had let me take several classes that he taught.  I had worked hard and studied and discovered something new that I was passionate about. Now he was even letting me help teach at some of his classes. He had also allowed me to join his volunteer groups and it felt amazing to be able to help my Master as he supported the community.  The world is really a better place because of men like Colorado Alpha. 
I felt blessed for every moment I could spend with this incredible Apex Alpha. I felt grateful for all the wrestling matches, all the dinners and happy hours, all the sleepovers, all the movie nights, all the times he held me close and safe in his strong arms.  I also realized how safe and protected my whole life was because of this man. He had always been there for me over the years.  He had taken care of me when I couldn’t take care of myself. He celebrated with me when I was happy and he listened to me when I was upset.  He gave me guidance and support when I was lost in life. He let me move into his spare property, he trusted me with his valuable possessions, and he gave me a new home.  He even introduced me to all of his friends and allowed me to step into his personal social circle. When I thought he wouldn’t have room for me in his world anymore, he instead carved out a perfect spot for me to fit in his life. 
My dedication to Colorado Alpha has continued to deepen in proportion to my gratitude. I have grown completely committed to my Master. My dedication has become unshakable. It is my place and my Purpose to be there to serve and support my Apex Alpha.

It is a true blessing to have Colorado Alpha in my life.  He is the best man I know. He is my Master.   He owns my body and my hole.  He is also my Best Friend. He owns my heart and my soul.  I know that I am the luckiest beta boy in the whole world to belong to this incredible man.  My gratitude can not be put into words. 

As the trembling and the blinding lust faded, the gratitude persisted. The best man I know was naked on top of me, his Alpha seed slowly absorbing into my body. He held me close as I felt three and a half years of appreciation surge through my heart and mind and body.

“Thank you, Alpha,” I whispered. 

He nodded, squeezed me tight, and collapsed on top of me.  I felt the weight of his sweaty muscular body pin me down underneath him.  I was naked, helpless, vulnerable, and owned.   And I was more grateful to this incredible man than I could ever express. 

I slowly fell asleep under Colorado Alpha, knowing that I was exactly where I belonged. And knowing that I was the luckiest beta boy in the whole world.

Thank you, Colorado Alpha. 

What an honor it is to publish such a loving, grateful, and purpose-affirming ode to one of the legendary figures of this site and our world! It’s not just a loving description of the power of Apex Alphahood, but also a testament to why faggots surrender their lives in the service of these Men.

Believe me – there is nothing else like it!

I can feel the same vibration in Bryan’s words that I often felt after satisfying some of the Apex Alphas I’ve served, this completeness that seemed to connect me in that moment to the harmony of nature and the divine.

I thank my brother Bryan for sharing this, and for Colorado Alpha inspiring it!

Hierarchy Is Truth!