When I first envisioned a store full of products to push Hierarchy into the mainstream, I tried building it on Amazon. What a disaster. I adore Amazon, but it’s way too easy to get lost there, especially when they kept moving the URL for the store!
I have been a faggot for my top a months now and he is very dominant, he loves to turn me around and kiss and grab all over me which I love. He grunts and moans and I reciprocate while he pleasures me. But he likes to suck my dick and I don’t mind it but it takes me out of my sub space. He wants me to stay hard and I can’t I quickly get soft and start feeling like a faggot again. I told him I like to stay soft because his cock is the only one that matters to me, I don’t care to cum. Unless I do from penetration.
Is it normal and okay for a fag to not wanna be hard? My pleasure comes from being fucked and cummed in. Not being hard. He sees me 3 times a week and it’s always a bit of an issue. Thank you
This is a recurring issue, particularly with gay Alphas who have some natural desires as gay Men to play with and even please a penis. Making it worse is their general inability to understand the faggot mentality and the underlying emotional issues involved.
I think all Alphas who use their faggots sexually need to assume that their faggots DO NOT want any form of genital manipulation. Faggots are ashamed of their skin flaps, and we often have violent reactions against any kind of attention drawn to it. If a faggot expresses interest in that, then the Alpha would (of course) have free reign to do whatever he wants. But the best approach involves assuming that faggots truly hate this kind of attention and moving on from there, because almost all faggots hate it.
And yes, I’m quite cognizant of an Alpha’s right to do whatever he wants with his faggots. The statement above is meant to be a guideline for faggot ownership and use, not a law. Any smart Alpha will have his eye on the long-term maintenance of his faggots.
With that said, let’s tackle your particular issue. You honestly need to have a heartfelt talk with your Alpha about how it truly feels for you to be touched there. Maybe kneel and lower your head and show respect while you confess this. Hopefully this will move his heart to start considering your feelings in this matter.
But there is nothing wrong with you, brother. Faggots shouldn’t have erections around their Alphas, nor should they be encouraged to have them, but especially if the faggot is uncomfortable.
If he’s an Alpha worth anything at all, this will reach his heart.
This thread follows the rise of Master Seb, a 17-year-old straight Alpha in France who has discovered the wonders of faggot service and worship. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!
It had been a while since I’d heard from young Master Seb. It’s not surprising given his hot young Alphahood and all of the pussy (female and his owned faggots) that he constantly uses. Messages would go unanswered, and most of our recent “conversations” were variations of “hello.”
But he recently made time (in between fucking one of his girlfriends) to tell me about how he recently taught his Alpha friend Raoul about the use of faggots!
Maybe this shouldn’t be so shocking, really. After all, Master Seb introduced faggots to his Alpha father in spectacular fashion (CLICK HERE), and the two of them now maintain a separate apartment to house their owned faggots!
But honestly, what Master Seb did with Alpha Raoul is just as incredible. Here’s the story:
My Alpha friend Raoul has a girlfriend who doesn’t like to fuck. She’s got her period, a headache, she’s tired, she doesn’t feel like it… he complains a lot to me and I know he thinks men who fuck Men are all gay.
So I suggest why don’t you fuck a gay boy. They’re keen on getting a real man’s cock up their ass. He said that’s disgusting. I’m not into boys and I said I know a boy who Loves to take straight cocks, he would be surprised.
He says no way. I’m not gay. And I said I’m not gay either, but this boy is a good fuck and always willing … No headache, no period. He says no way.
A few days later he calls and complains about how horny he is. I say well you know I can help you. Give it a try.
I summon one of the faggots and within ten minutes he’s at my place. My friend pulls me aside and says he can’t do it and I tell the faggot to take off his clothes and present himself to my friend.
Then Raoul sees the cage. He says WTF??? I told him faggots aren’t allowed to cum, they must focus on pleasing their Master and Raoul was rock hard instantly. He literally raped the faggot, fucked him till he passed out.
He was like an animal. His girlfriend really should take care of him better.
I asked Master Seb if he thought Alpha Raoul had cunted the faggot.
He definitely did. I watched the faggots face while he got fucked. He looked like he was in a trance.
And then the faggot stuck the landing:
When Raoul was finished the faggot thanked him.
HOLY FUCK! I guarantee that Raoul had never been thanked for his rut and breeding before!
But it gets better!
Raoul is very excited about the faggots now. Well he was so excited that I said he could have the faggot. A couple of weeks later the faggot introduced a friend to Raoul. Since then he owns two.
The faggot he got from me already was in chastity . The new faggot is caged now too. I had the pleasure to try the new faggot. His pussy felt very nice.
Once Alphas get a taste of faggot ownership, they almost want nothing else. Even the straightest Alphas (like Master Raoul) love the overwhelming power of owning and breeding faggots.
It’s instinctive. Master Raoul saw that first faggot locked in chastity, and his dominance switch was instantly turned on. It’s like Alphas see chastity on a faggot and they stop viewing the faggot as being human. The faggot becomes a sex toy, a thing to use however they choose.
Master Raoul pouncing on that faggot and violently cunting it is such powerful evidence of the raging storm of aggression roiling in the balls and hearts of young, strong Alphas!
I cannot even express the deep respect I feel right now for this ancient brotherhood of Alphas! Master Seb is fulfilling his sacred duty to uphold Alphahood and support his brothers with these solemn Hierarchical truths!
Alphas teaching Alphas is one of the deepest commissions within the fraternity of Alphas. As a faggot, I am not allowed into this exclusive club except as prey.
But as a student of Hierarchy, I watch these events unfold from the outside with reverence and awe!
Thank you Master Seb for wielding this Alpha wisdom with a responsibility far beyond your years!
So, I’m a straight alpha in my late thirties. I’m married, and due to circumstances, haven’t really owned a faggot in a long time, though I still hook up with femboy faggots a fair amount. Not really interested in more masculine looking ones, though sometimes I’ll dress them in my wife’s panties, etc. Well, I’ve suspected for quite some time my son is a faggot, he’s very subservient, especially to me, and I’ve found his stash of gay porn, basically all of it is teen boy fags worshipping alpha daddies. He’s hairless, wears girl’s panties, and I’m sure he wants me too take possession of him. And to be honest, I really want to. Every time I fuck my wife’s pussy, or even another tight teen faggot’s ass, I just keep thinking that not only would his feel even better, that his lips are made for my cock, that he needs to cook and clean for me (which to be fair, he already does). I want him to serve me and be my faggot fucktoy. Is it really wrong for me to take what I want? I’m just feeling a bit conflicted.
Sir, thank you for writing to me!
There are so many Alpha like you, Sir. I would love to know if you were using faggots from your early years, or if you discovered fag worship later after you got married. Regardless, it’s always amazing to me to see straight Alphas like you taking full advantage of all the pleasure the world offers superior Men like you!
So let’s talk about the real issue: your faggot son. I admire you for realizing and accepting that your son is a faggot. I imagine it’s not easy for an Alpha to admit that about his son. As an Alpha who uses faggots and probably understands us well, you know that your son needs guidance and training if he is going to fulfill his purpose as a faggot. And, as an Alpha, you do understand the Hierarchical importance of finding purpose and fulfillment in whatever role Nature chose for us. I’m sure your son is hungry for an opportunity to feel such fulfillment, Sir.
As an Alpha, it is not wrong to take what you want, Sir. All things belong to you. In my opinion, that includes your faggot son. If we remove moral judgement and look at the situation Hierarchically, it is not only correct for you to use your son, but it is also imperative that you do so. I say this for a couple of reasons:
Your son is already your property, and therefore your responsibility.
Your son is going to learn from Alphas at some point, so it might as well be with an Alpha who does care about him.
Your use of him will help him develop a sense of belonging and acceptance
You will be not only fulfilling your purpose as an Alpha, but also as a father.
Natural Law is not constrained by the laws of humans. Alphas are definitely not.
Your use of him will provide an unforgettable lesson in Hierarchical purpose and order.
To those who might object and accuse me of being cruel and cold, I respond this way: Nature itself is cruel and cold. It is also capable of great beauty. Everything in nature is a reflection of our own viewpoint. From my perspective, you using your son is a natural outworking of your Alphahood and your son’s faghood. It’s beautiful in its own way.
Will others understand or accept your use of your faggot son? Probably few will, Sir. But I’m afraid that these people do not understand or appreciate Hierarchical order and purpose. I do.
I did not grow up with an Alpha father. If I had, I would’ve appreciated his use of me as a young faggot. So I recommend that you teach your faggot son about his purpose while fulfilling yours, Sir. It is the kind, loving, and Hierarchical thing to do.
If you’d like to keep in touch with me as this develops, I’m always available at fagsworshipalphas@gmail.com or on KIK at normalsubmissive.
This thread follows the story of Trey, a faggot who was outed and eventually enslaved by his Alpha co-worker. CLICK HERE to follow this true story in chronological order!
The story of Trey’s subjugation by the Alpha at work really struck a nerve with many faggots in my audience. I guess there are all sorts of reasons why, but the primary reason probably involves the real-world implications of the story. This kind of domination feels more possible to most people. We all know that cocky, upwardly-mobile Alpha that we would serve in a heartbeat. Here is Trey living out this fantasy in real-time.
When we last left off from the story, Trey had surrendered his office to his Alpha, James. This public humiliation crushed Trey while completely empowering Alpha James.
My Alpha is in my office now and I’ve moved to a cubicle. He smirks every time he walks by. Because he knows I’ll do anything for him. I told him about your site so I think he’s been checking it out. He did set up a rule that if I come to his office I will kiss his feet before speaking. So I have to do that every time. He also wants me to come over after work today.
Then, suddenly, there was a new wrinkle:
Quick update. He reminded me just now of a time a few months back when I wrote him up for insubordination. He said I’ll need to be punished for that tonight. I’m nervous, sam. I have no clue what to expect tonight.
Trey may not have realized what was coming, but I knew. I’ve been on the receiving end of Alpha retribution, and I could hear in those words the plans forming in Alpha James’ head. Trey was headed for something intense.
Hours later I heard from Trey again.
I just got home. I took your advice. I pushed past my fear and accepted my fate. It was a bit rough. I went over to his house. He ordered me to strip and I did. He then wanted me over his knee and he spanked me very hard. It hurt so bad. I begged and pleaded for forgiveness. I told him he was My superior and I always will remember it. I was in tears by the end but I still kissed his feet. Thanked him for correcting me. And he rewarded me by allowing me to sniff his jockstrap. I still can’t even sniff his cock but just smelling his jock was amazing. I tasted all the sweat and I was just in awe of how powerful this man is. Last night I couldn’t sit. My ass was on fire. But I learned a valuable lesson in never disrespecting my superiors again. I’m desperate to taste his cock.
What a powerful example of Alpha training!
I want to underline an important point: Alpha James has, to my knowledge, never owned a faggot before. He’s a straight Man. And yet enslaving, owning, and disciplining a faggot is happening naturally. Alpha James’ instincts on these matters are spot-on. It’s like Alpha James was programmed from birth to own and use faggots!
It just really underscores that Hierarchy is 100% natural. Men are built with the natural talent of faggot ownership, and it is just as natural as a faggot’s inborn need to serve.
Trey has become the first faggot to this extremely dominant Alpha, the doorway to an entire new world of worship and service and ultimate power. It’s an exciting time!
I told Trey that I believe Alpha James will eventually use Trey’s throat and, potentially, his pussy. Trey practically passed out at the suggestion. I think that because Alpha James made it a point to train his new faggot on his ball scent. Again, this kind of training is an extremely potent form of mind-control. The use of it in faggot training is advanced stuff, yet Alpha James unleashed it effortlessly from his arsenal. So magnificent!
Trey is very, very lucky to find himself owned by an obvious Apex Alpha like Master James. I hope Alpha James will feed Trey soon and really cement his everlasting power!
This thread follows the story of Trey, a faggot who was outed and eventually enslaved by his Alpha co-worker. CLICK HERE to follow this true story in chronological order!
After yesterday’s stunning story about Trey the faggot and his subjugation by the power of an Alpha co-worker, I was much more thrilled about this development than Trey himself. While Trey seemed wilted and defeated by this spectacular Hierarchical defeat, I was flying. It inspired me to praise this Alpha’s power in Hierarchy 89, but I still wasn’t done.
In frantic emails to Trey, I instructed him to contact this Alpha and ask him a simple question: “When did you first realize that I was a faggot?” I wanted Trey to ask him this specific question because it takes the Alpha out of pure instinct and forces him to analyze his actions with his conscious mind. I really wanted to know if this Alpha understood what he really wanted from this office faggot.
The Alpha’s response exceeded my wildest dreams.
Trey almost immediately wrote back:
I asked and he just replied. He said he didn’t know immediately but he suspected and that the first time he told me to get his coffee was a test. He said he knew after that I was a faggot and that he does own me. It’s Crazy to hear him say that.
Wow!
So then I told Trey to ask him if he’s ever owned a faggot before, and how Trey might be able to serve more satisfactorily. The Alpha again responded quickly.
He’s never owned one before. But he said I’ll be cleaning his feet with my tongue tomorrow.
Then Trey added:
I’m both humiliated and desperate to clean his feet for him.
Then, unexpectedly, the Alpha turned up the heat:
He wants me to come over tonight since I brought it up.
AWESOME! I gave Trey some quick advice on how to properly navigate this astonishing new development, and Trey disappeared to confront his destiny.
A few hours later, Trey began writing me about his experience:
I drove over there. He lets me in and immediately has me take off my clothes. He tells me to get him a beer and I did. Then he told me to kneel in front of him. He was sitting on the sofa. He had me clean his shoes with my tongue. Then take them off. Then he had me clean his socks with my mouth. And when I took those off he had me clean his feet all over.
After I cleaned his feet he wanted to watch tv so he just had me on all fours as he used me as a footrest. He said this is only the beginning. Then he took my clothes and sent me home in just my underwear.
I still can’t believe it.
This is the kind of life experience that can happen when a faggot admits its truth and submits to true Alpha power! I was so proud of my brother!
But the Alpha was just getting warmed up. This morning I received an email from Trey:
He came into my office and propped his feet up on my desk. He says he thinks I should be in a cubicle and he should have the office. I’m not sure what to think about that.
In response I told Trey that he knew what he was supposed to do. A while later came Trey’s reply:
I’ve officially given him my office.
What a spectacular turnaround! A lot can change in just one day when a true faggot submits to a true Alpha!
So what do we learn from this incredible example?
First and foremost, we faggots learn from Trey that being open to the possibilities of service and then submitting to them yields mouth-watering opportunities to be owned by superior Men! As Trey’s experience shows, when we let our guard down and submit to Men, they know exactly what to do with us and will take control.
Which leads me to the other lesson for Alphas: the world is yours. Faggots and their worship belongs to you, so simply take it. Use it. Bask in it. Become drunk on the power of it. You don’t need to be shy or uncomfortable about taking what you want from faggots … your desires and needs are Hierarchically correct. Just like this office Alpha, everything you want is simply a command away from reality.
And that’s the perfection of the Alpha/faggot dynamic. It forms a perfect circle of fulfillment that will never broken!
Often when we talk about Hierarchy we refer to it in a sexual sense, but in its purest form the application of Hierarchy doesn’t require sexual dominance. For instance, every day in workplaces around the world Men jockey for positions of power over each other. Over time, the Apex Alphas in these mini-Hierarchies become obvious, as do the office faggots serving as stepping stones for greater Men.
A few days ago I received a letter from a faggot named Trey that perfectly illustrates this everyday Hierarchical power struggle in the corporate world. Here was his letter:
I started work at my job (online sporting goods retailer) about 7 years ago. It’s been a great job so far. My rival was hired on about 4 years ago. We didn’t get along from the very beginning. I thought he had a cocky attitude and I didn’t like it. So we butted heads a lot for a long while. It was weird but there was one day I was bent down to get something from a shelf and he walked up and I looked up at him. I immediately felt like that was my place. Where I should be. I guess it was like there was something inside me telling me he is an alpha and I’m a faggot. Whether I like him or not I should recognize that. It took a while for me to really figure out how I was feeling. And it is like the more I felt it the more humiliated I became. And that only seemed to make him more cocky. He started noticing I wouldn’t look him in the eye. And one day he told me to get him coffee and I found myself in the kitchen making him a cup of coffee. I was technically his “boss” in a way but here I was doing things for him. And once he realized I was doing these things he began to demand more. Once in a meeting he literally told my boss that he should be my boss. He said this right in front of me and my boss looked at me as if wondering what I was going to do about it. I looked down at the floor and just sat there. And my boss complimented him on showing initiative. So, it just kept going like this for a while until I basically was his assistant. Doing his errands, picking up his dry cleaning. And I couldn’t even tell you how it truly began because it was so gradual. It’s like one day I woke up and I was taking care of all his needs. Even washing his car for him. I felt I had to set personal feelings aside because this is an alpha and my job was to serve him and make him happy. I’ve even gone as far as going to his house and cleaning it for him.
Incredible!
This is probably the most blatant example of focused Alpha power being applied in an office setting that I’ve ever heard! This Alpha simply understood he was the superior Man and he wasn’t going to allow an inferior male to have what he knew belonged to him!
For Trey, the acceptance has required a slow, uncomfortable realization about the truth. Trey has been forced to swallow his pride repeatedly as the layers of masculinity have been stripped away by Hierarchical power.
But as the truth has dawned on Trey, so has peace. He wrote the following:
It’s like suddenly everything in my life makes sense to me again. I just recently realized I am a faggot. My rival at work basically brought it out in me. At first I was just humiliated by it all but now I’m starting to see that it’s my purpose in life. So i guess I’m not confused now as to why I am willing to serve him even though I didn’t like him.
There is no evidence of the existence of Alphahood more powerful and definitive than the example of Trey and his new owner!
hey there Fag / Sam I don’t know how to address you but ya my name is nick I’m 42 i’ve been an alpha for years now like 5 years I have 3 fags locked up and 4 who serve me every month but recently I’ve meet a guy fucking godly we started dating and he’s an apex alpha for real we clicked really well and I’ve been submitting to him I know I’m an alpha too but deep down there’s a fag in me that wants to be used by this guy he wants to collar and lock me I don’t wanna say no but I feel like it’s making me just like my own fags and I’m gonna lose control over them Mum stuck don’t know what to do should I stop being an alpha ( I really enjoy it and love my fags) should I stop serving him got any ideas?
Sir, thanks for writing to me!
I have heard of Alpha couples (where both Men are Alpha) and share faggots together. Is there any way that can happen here? Or is your Apex Alpha refusing to allow you that?
Ultimately I find it highly unlikely that you could go from a lifetime of Alphahood to being a faggot at age 42, Sir. You might be star-struck by this Apex Alpha (they are stunning) and that has you discombobulated. In other words, this infatuation might be temporary. I wouldn’t rush into any wholesale changes yet, Sir.
This is a thread following an extraordinary 21-year-old straight Alpha named Eric and the enslavement of his friend Nick. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
This is part two of a three-part series of articles.
So after I sent that email (see previous post) I waited on pins and needles. I fully expected Alpha Eric to either force Nick into submission or dismiss the situation altogether.
But Alpha Eric’s next email was another big surprise.
I think Nick still thinks that we can be like it was before, but that he’ll suck my dick if I want it. We talked again today. He’s not as chatty when he’s sober. Couldn’t he have just been a faggot without coming on to me?
My girl’s faggot brother is home on break. She and I have an agreement especially since she’s pregnant. If I fuck another girl or get my dick sucked then I don’t tell her about it. I don’t brag about it. I don’t act romantically toward them. And I play safe. No prostitutes or anything like that.
I like that agreement. I was more relationship-oriented than my brothers. I like having a loyal girl and (soon) mother of my kids. She’s my queen.
Anyway, I lost my train of thought. Her brother’s first stop on getting into town was my place. I don’t mind an occasional surprise from a faggot. If his sister’s there then it’s just a nice visit. But she’s at work until 7 p.m. most days. I think I’m worse when I know a fag has other places to go, especially to a boyfriend. He already had his jockstrap on too. He’s just like his sister when it comes to adding nice little touches like that.
I had time so I shot my juice in both ends. I pumped one right down his throat. Once he got me hard again – which is not an overly difficult task – I totally wrecked him. I love hearing him whimper. He was a tiny drama club fag in school. I make him squirm with all his might trying to get from under me. That alone almost makes me cum my brains out.
He’ll stay at their parents. I had a goal before we moved in together to fuck her in every room of that house. I only half-succeeded with her brother. Still I have to laugh knowing how hard I used him and then walking around a house where he’s been in used in half the rooms. I know it works because my girl even said she can’t not think about how she was fucked in a particular room.
I’m off tomorrow too. I’ll have him come over. It’ll be fun not to jerk off for a couple of weeks.
This was certainly a new wrinkle. I was a bit frustrated because a delicate situation like Nick’s needed to be top priority at the moment, and Alpha Eric was off breeding his girlfriend’s fag brother instead.
Adding to my concern was Alpha Eric’s apparent waffling on confronting Nick at all, stoked primarily by what he wrote the next day:
I just saw your email. So, Nick. This only gets worse the more I think about it. Take all those experiences and add him. Except for football. Nick’s a total dork. But he’d snowmobile, hunt, fish, hang out, etc. He’s shyer than I am. I had to help him ask out his first serious girlfriend. And he has a current girlfriend. He talks to me when they argue, but otherwise they’d be a great pair if he wasn’t a faggot. She likes that kindler, gentler dork type. And our girls are good friends.
Other than sleepovers he would just come over to our house and do whatever we were doing. He was always there.
Maybe I could just steer him toward coming out? It’s shitty in the short term but in the long term might be better. I don’t give a shit if he’s gay. I have gay friends. Not just token ones. We’re way too small of a town for that. No one gives a shit what race, sexuality, or whatever of friends you have.
I don’t know if that’s a solution. It would really be a good one if possible. Thinking about Nick sucking my cock would be like seeing Tommy or Seth try to do it. It would just feel incestuous and bizarre. I doubt I’d stay hard.
Now I was really thinking that Alpha Eric wasn’t going to do anything with Nick. Of course, it would be understandable. After all, Alpha Eric clearly had plenty of other outlets for his unforgiving ruts. But Nick so obviously needed to understand the truth of his existence and embrace it … and that was something I felt was important for Alpha Eric to accomplish for his former friend.
And so I wrote exactly that:
Master,
Ultimately, you are the Alpha in charge of how this is handled. I support whatever you choose.
I think Nick needs to be honest with himself. You are the key to that, whether you give him the freedom to discover that in service to you or you kindly encourage him to discover it with someone else, it needs to happen.
I know you will ultimately choose correctly, Master.
Yours, sam the faggot
In cases like these, you simply give the advice and take whatever comes of it. You throw the rose petals onto the water and see if they travel anywhere or manage to float at all.
The next day I received this extraordinary reply (under the heading “Well Shit”):
This will be short and sweet.
Nick came over earlier. We talked a little more. I pressed him harder about how he relates to me. As far as he’s concerned he’s always been some follower of mine. Without me, he would have just been a bullied outcast. I don’t think that’s necessarily true. I didn’t view him as just some follower. I saw him as a brother. This made me go from depressed to a little mad. I mean, he is a pleaser but nobody stayed closer to me than him. He said he was jealous of the girls I fucked.
He wouldn’t have called himself a faggot but in a way he was saying that’s what he always was to me.
Not thinking, I told him to prove it. He asked if I was serious. I told him that I wouldn’t kid about this.
He sucked my dick. It wasn’t great but he was hungry. I’ll say that much.
I told him that he was great at it tho. He even offered to do it again but I had things to do. It was a little awkward afterward but we said we’d catch each other later and that was that. I don’t feel all that weird about it.
UN-FUCKING-BELIEVABLE!!
Thank goodness I wasn’t driving at the time I received it or else I would’ve driven into a tree (although I’m usually in danger of doing that anyway)!
I was elated. I excitedly wrote back to him:
MASTERRRRR!
I am proud of you for this move, Master! You have started him off in the best way imaginable, and what you’ve done is what so many straight Alphas have done either knowingly or unknowingly for faggots since the beginning of time!
You have fulfilled Nick’s life!
Hopefully he swallowed your cum, Master. It’s good for a faggot to imprint on the Alpha. If not, perhaps when it happens again you can feed it to him properly. It also might be a good idea to send him a text saying something like “good job faggot” in order to soothe his jangled nerves.
I’m just so thrilled, Master! Thank you for the great privilege of being with you during this pivotal moment in both of your lives!
yours, sam the faggot
And there you have it – the taking of a new faggot by a dominant Alpha Bull! It happens every day, and it’s part of what makes Hierarchy so intriguing to me. It’s a very natural rite of passage that uses power dynamics as the mechanics to make it work. When everyone accepts their natural role and embraces it, revelatory moments like this can happen out of nowhere!
But as you know, the story doesn’t end there! Alpha Eric was left with a serious concern, and how he wisely approached it will be the third and final installment!
This is part of a thread following the submission of a 15-year-old faggot to a 15-year-old Alpha bully. CLICK HERE to view all of these posts in chronological order!
Uh, hey. This is an update from the 15 year old faggot from earlier. Except I’m not the faggot, I’m Michal, his alpha owner. He told me today to look around this site and gave me his phone to ask a question. So here I am. First of all, I have to thank you for having this site. If it wasn’t for this, my faggot probably would not have known his place in the world and would have not became my property. Now I have my own faggot serving me everyday! I must say thank you for teaching my faggot a lesson! Now he gets on all fours when I’m near him. It’s good to have this much power over him. I find it incredible how I started off as his “bully” but ended up conquering him. I remember his parents came to me once after he complained that I was teasing him and said that I would never win in life with what I was doing. If only they could see what happened to their “son” now. Him being my personal faggot bitch and all. I’m the one who ended up winning, and he was the one who ended up losing. I guess you could say I won our little rivalry. He lost completely of course, he is my property now. Just knowing that I won makes me smirk at his face so much. What’s better is that he can’t do anything about it but serve me. I just love being an alpha. I can’t imagine being the faggot who has to submit to a real man. That’s hot. Anyway I continued to use my faggot even throughout the weekend. This time I breed him like he was a little girl. He definitely sounded like one when I was railing him. I listened to your latest podcast about breeding faggots, and I must say a lot of it resonated with my experience. While I was breeding my property, he seemed to lose more and more of his manhood with each thrust. After I bummed into him, I just could not see him as a real man anymore. And neither could he! I asked if he still left-leaning like a real man and he said “absolutely not, especially not after you made me your bitch.” So ya I think I eradicated his manhood. That’s something else for me to smirk at his face about >:). He also definitely seemed to become far more docile and a little bit more feminine. He also seems to become more receptive to my cum. He is definitely addicted to it. He shows absolutely no resistance when near me, I can just have my way with him as I please. I have definitely been using this to push him on all fours, mounting him, and dry bumping him. I’m just doing this to remind his place in the hierarchy and to remind him that I am the one with the cock in this relationship. Definitely seems to be working on the faggot. Plus I see him letting his tongue out and moaning when I do it. I know he enjoys being put in his place by a real man. I’ll be enjoying this pathetic excuse of a “man” for the rest of the year >:). I have to ask you a question so here I go. Why do “bully’s” like me always win against pathetic faggots like my property? I’ve been winning against him every single day after he became my faggot. I think he has accepted that he will never be seen as a man again. Which I think is amazing. He knows his place when near me. Hell he is even sucking my cock as I write this right now. God I love being the alpha. Thank you so much for teaching my faggot that it’s life is to serve me! If it wasn’t for you, I wouldn’t have this adorable faggot gagging on my cock whenever I please! I’ll make sure to use my faggot every day from now on.
Sir, thank you so much for writing to me!
This is an unexpected turn of events, but quite welcome! I very rarely hear from the Alphas affected (benefited) by my teaching here, so your input is most welcome!
I’m guessing you are the same age as the faggot in question, Sir? If so, then you will be able to own and use that faggot for the next couple of years if you’d like, which I’m sure you will find most convenient Alphas at your age have massive needs to unload all the time, and having a faggot around will certainly be useful.
While I have you here, Sir, please let me impart some information to you, okay? First of all, I know you’ve been described as an Alpha bully. Many Alphas your age are like that, very cruel and destructive. I’m not going to ask you to curb that desire you might have, Sir, because I understand that it is a natural part of young Manhood. But I do ask that you think about your faggot like a good dog that you care about and serves a purpose in your life. Your faggot can be loyal like that dog. And, like a dog, your faggot only wants to please you and be near you. You can do all of the rough sexual stuff you want to do to your faggot, of course, but a “good boy” or “good faggot” from you goes a long way, I promise.
This is your opportunity to shine as a truly powerful Alpha, Sir. You can train and build a faggot that perfectly obeys and pleases you properly, one that will be a credit to you and your Alphahood. Does that make any sense, Sir?
It’s a balancing act. On one hand, you want to show some affection toward your faggot so that it doesn’t give out or become overly frustrated/discouraged, but you still need to keep some separation between you and the faggot. After all, you are a Man. It’s likely that you will want to fuck/date females, or perhaps own more than one faggot … keeping the faggot at arm’s length prevents it from getting jealous or causing problems. I hope you understand, Sir.
Now, to answer your direct question – you keep winning over the faggot because Nature made you superior to your faggot. Faggots are born with a deep need to serve superior Males like you. In fact, it’s all we really know for sure in our lives. Just like you have this tremendous need to dominate and be worshiped, faggots have the opposite need to submit and worship.
Faggots have existed since the first Man dominated another male and forced that male into submission. We faggots served your gladiator Alpha ancestors in the Roman army, and we have served the Kings of your Alpha lineage like Alexander the Great. You have inherited your Alphahood from a long line of the greatest Men in the Hierarchy. You were born a King, Sir! You should be proud, and you should carry yourself like a King.
Meanwhile, your faggot has the privilege of serving you. And that is glory enough, believe me. He was born to serve, and service brings him fulfillment. As much as you love being an Alpha, your faggot loves being owned by you!
I am so very glad that you are embracing your Alphahood, Sir! I think you will find that the world opens up to Alphas when they accept this incredible gift given to them by Nature!
This thread follows the story of the development of Michael, a faggot who was introduced to serving Alphas at the age of 8 years old. CLICK HERE to follow all posts in this thread in chronological order!
So far in Michael’s story we have discovered how he was manipulated to reject many norms of “proper” conduct and accept his destiny as a faggot. This involved circumventing many important societal controls like parents, the family unit, the authorities, and even friendships.
But there was one huge hurdle remaining: religion.
It often takes years for a faggot to overcome religious guilt. The faggot follows its natural instinct to serve, but is then wracked with guilt over the implanted idea of an all-seeing god condemning them for what they cannot control. According to religion even the faggot’s thoughts are being watched by this god! It’s terrifying and difficult to uproot.
But young Alpha Bob had a unique and joyfully blasphemous way to deal with that existential crisis going on inside of Michael. Read:
I think maybe it would be good to share what my introduction to faggotry felt like in my head. For one thing it wasn’t easy or instantaneous. There were a lot of competing influences at the time.
My family was “progressive” for the times, but the times did not include any notion of “gay” acceptance and i lived in a small town in a rural area. We were suburbanites. My dad was an ex-marine, not fond of long hair, hippies, free love, rock and roll or fags. His progressive side embraced equal rights for people of color and women. That’s about the extent of it. He liked to tell colorful jokes and drank to medicate a long list of issues in his life. He believed in corporal punishment. His belt was feared by all of his children. My mom was self medicating with alcohol for all the same things my dad was.
My sisters were so much older than i that they where out of the house by the time i was 6. That left me with two jock brothers. You already know how that turned out. The fag baby brother was just an embarrassment once they were done using me as their “buddy”. This seemed logical to me internally. Being a fag was not acceptable and they were understandably concerned that if it got out it could affect their good standing. And so it was a well kept secret by everyone concerned. I guess it was a version of mutually assured destruction if the rents found out.
Like all secrets though, as more people were brought into the loop the less likely it remained a real secret. As time went on it became more of a tidbit of gossip shared within the hierarchy of kids and teens, but rarely with adults. What will become interesting is how many of the Alphas quietly decided to test the veracity of the information. More on that later.
So my fag brain was in a fog. I was strongly drawn to Alpha males and fascinated by dicks, balls, Men’s bodies in general and their dominance. I struggled with the social issues surrounding my newly discovered submission. The worst thing a kid could call you was a fag and i was that thing. My family attended church and i was indoctrinated into the Christian anti-gay theology of the time.
Each day and by that i mean almost every day after being cunted, i was faced with the “moral” struggle between being “good” and being a good fag. Being a good fag won each time, but also left me in a quandary of praying and trying to bargain with God to make me more like the other “guys”. More straight. No, that’s wrong, i prayed that God would make me straight without any qualification. This ebbed and flowed a lot throughout the summer of my 8th year and into the winter when i turned 9. At this point i had guzzled enough Alpha cum to populate a third world country. My close friends also were starting to ask me why i was always hanging out with Bob. My best friend even commented about how every time Bob showed up i just left with Him. He asked why and even asked if i was “fooling around” with Bob. When i confided i was he just said, “You shouldn’t do that. It’s bad.” Interestingly a few years later the same friend fucked my face every chance He got. Lol I know this is getting long, but it brings us to this point.
Springtime is just a few weeks away and i have been sucking Alpha Bob’s big dick almost daily and loving it. Anal sex on the other hand has been less frequent by the co-necessities of time and privacy/clean up ability. One can blow your Master anywhere, but getting fucked comes with some grunting, mess and the need for minimal supplies. It also still caused me internal strife as i knew it made me a real fag and it still hurt (remember Alpha Bob had a pretty large cock and wasn’t prone to gentleness).
On this particular after school occasion my Owner was in my room (same place i lost my cherry) and as i was on my knees blowing Him He stated He wanted some pussy (another source of conflict as i felt my boyhood slipping away each time i cooperated with being feminized to amuse Him). I don’t know why but this time i said, “No”. A debate ensued with me invoking Jesus and stating flatly, “Jesus does not want us to do THAT”. Yep, fag actually said no to a Man. It was unwise and i truly am ashamed of my conduct, but there it was. Bob got oddly calm and said, “Let’s get dressed and go for a drive. I want to show you something”. I was on alert and feeling weird as i had apparently just won an argument for the first time with any Alpha! There had to be a catch.
A bit about Bob. He was not a good person by most definitions. He had started school a year late and failed a year to boot. His dad was a Teamster truck driver, His older brother worked on a loading dock my guess is Alpha Bob eventually also worked in the trucking industry, but that is speculative. At this point He was employed part time as the custodian of His Church. Saint Peter’s Lutheran Church allowed Him to keep keys to the building so He could clean, empty trash and polish floors on a flexible schedule.
He took me there. It was in our neighborhood and we could have walked, but He drove. Upon arrival i was all questions from the car to the door. What’s going on? Why are we here? He just said He had some stuff to do and i needed to be quiet. When He unlocked the main door we walked into an empty and dark church. The sun had not quite set yet and there was ambient light coming through the windows. It wasn’t an old gothic church, but 1960s vintage with stained glass windows in the sanctuary. The rest of the building resembled a school corridor with various classrooms and offices off it. First thing He did was use His pocket knife to open the small wooden box on the wall labeled “For the Poor”. He emptied it of four dollars while i was horrified at His willingness to steal in a church and from the poor. He told me to shut up and i did. He offered me one of the dollars, which i flatly refused so that one went in His pocket too. I might have been a cum guzzling fag with a blown out fuck hole, but i was not a thief. He quickly went through the building and ensured no one was there. He got the buffer out and parked it in the hallway. Then He took me into the sanctuary.
It was a typical Lutheran sanctuary. Wooden pews, deep red carpet, a raised pulpit and four or five stairs leading up the altar. The focal point was the huge crucifix on the wall with a life sized Christ hanging from cross and lit with spotlights from the ceiling. I was feeling a mixture of bored (limited attention span) and creeped out in the dimly lit room with Jesus looking down.
Bob had been quickly moving through the pews picking up old bulletins and returning hymnals to the holders and He came up beside me. “Ya think Jesus doesn’t want us to fuck?” This line stated in a church sanctuary shocked me. I replied quietly, “No”. Bob simply said, “Let’s see.” He pushed on my shoulder and i sank to my knees. Good fag. My Alpha opened His 501s and presented His cock and said simply, “Do your job”. I did my job right in front of Jesus. I was a good fag, but i knew i was probably going to get struck by lightning (amusing to me now, but it seemed like a real possibility then). After a few minutes of oral He told me to get as much spit on His dick as possible. I knew what was coming at that point. He turned me to face the altar and pulled my pants and underwear down to my ankles. He had me kneel on the stairs and did me. Alpha Bob knew how to fuck and He took me fast and hard. The whole “service” was accompanied by grunts, groans, yelps and a final few grunts as He unloaded His seed in my pussy. While He was resting on my back, cock still inside me He said in my ear, “Jesus doesn’t care who fucks you. He knows what you are.”
It wasn’t poetic. It wasn’t romantic. It was a lesson.
As we left He asked me what i learned? I pondered it for a second and then said, “You can fuck me whenever you want.” Bob just smiled (He had nice teeth and silky strawberry blonde hair with blue eyes) and then said, “Fucken A!” For my part the angst was gone and so was most of the guilt. I still worried about being discovered, because those consequences were real, but all anxiety caused by religion was cured. I was a good fag.
Sam, i hope the setting doesn’t freak out the Alphas and fags. I also don’t want you to think this was some Satanic ritual it wasn’t. For me it was totally out of the blue and for Alpha Bob i am pretty sure He was just turned on by the idea of sitting in church every Sunday remembering how He knocked off some fag pussy in front of the altar.
In retrospect i am struck by two things. It was a brilliant way to counter my feeble attempt to enlist Jesus to get out of my duty. The second thing is i was, and still am, more struck that He would steal the money donated to feed the poor than i was by His fucking me in His church. Thieving from the poor is just wrong.
A powerful and creative way to remove the stranglehold of religion from a young faggot’s life! Once that ended, Michael was free to pursue what would become the central purpose of his life: serving Men as a true faggot.
I’m so grateful to my brother Michael for showing bravery in sharing this very personal and controversial story! It’s terrifying to put yourself out there where people might harshly judge you!
But honestly, Michael deserves praise. Circumstance allowed him to understand his purpose at a very young age, but instead of running from it, he overcame all hurdles and embraced it. And he became a stronger and more dedicated faggot because of it!
This thread follows the story of the development of Michael, a faggot who was introduced to serving Alphas at the age of 8 years old. CLICK HERE to follow all posts in this thread in chronological order!
Every faggot remembers their first true Master. It’s the moment the faggot makes reality what was once just hot fetish role play. It’s a rather shocking life development, probably the most significant change a faggot will ever undergo. It’s a bit like jumping from a sauna into an ice-cold lake.
Now imagine you’re eight-years-old and handling it!
That’s exactly what happened to Michael the faggot 55 years ago!
I’ll let my eloquent brother tell it:
The older teen next door was Bob. Another true Alpha Male. I think my brothers clued Him in on my pussy status and that after two years of service to their cocks I had not told on them to anyone. I was safe and reliable.
So the April I turned 8 I was home alone right after school. I always had a 1 1/2 hour window of time after school when i was unattended. This day there was a knock on the front door. I answered it and it was Bob. I knew Him and He was always friendly. I thought He was there to see my brothers but they were both at sports practices. He said, ‘I am here to see you buddy.” My heart skipped a beat; buddy was a trigger word for my fag side to come out and play. Did Bob know this? He walked right in and I was really confused. Then He started up the stairs to my bedroom and plopped down on my bed. I had followed Him up there and now stood in the middle of the room looking at this 6’ tall lean muscled strawberry blonde Man on my bed. I also was staring at his very noticeable bulge.
He told me to sit on the bed with Him and scooted over to make room. I complied and he said, “I know you want to see my dick. Don’t deny it. I see you looking all the time!” That was probably true as I had become very interested in watching Men’s crotches. Then He said I will do you a favor and let you look at it, but you have to take it out of my pants yourself. After some debate I finally reached out and undid His belt and unbuttoned his 501 Jeans. He wore white briefs under the jeans and He told me to lift the waist band and pull everything down to His knees. When I did it revealed an 8” masterpiece of circumsized cock. It was rock hard, ramrod straight and surrounded by blonde pubic hair. I knew what to do. I asked if i could stroke it and He nodded His Alpha head. I started stroking it and clear pearls of goo started to form on his piss slit.
Bob told me that goo appeared because i was making Him feel good. He told me to taste it by touching my tongue to the head of his cock. It took some cajoling to get me to do it , but my 8 year old fag self leaned forward and licked hard from the underside of the head up and over the piss slit and down the back side getting a tongue full of the precum. It was good and i told Him so. He then demanded that I suck His cock. He used just the right tone to get my mouth moving on His big dick. Bob was very different than my two brothers. Bob told me what to do and I just knew to obey Him. I put His large cock head in my mouth and He immediately put His hand on my head and started controlling my movements….how deep, how fast. I gagged a lot. As time progressed He would train that gag reflex out of me, but for now each thrust in delivered a serious gag from me. Finally He took me into my bathroom and made me kneel at the commode. The blow job was started all over again with him face fucking me real hard, but the toilet was right there in case I puked. I did not, but His penis did. It shot cock snot straight into my unsuspecting mouth and filled my mouth with the musty salty flavor. I immediately rebelled and started to spit His sperm out into the toilet. Then He struck a blow, hard to the left side of my face with His strong hand. The slap knocked me to the floor along the side of the commode. He was livid that I had spat part of His load out. He dragged me up and got in my face. “Don’t you ever disrespect a Man like that faggot!” “From now on you swallow whatever Men put in your faggot mouth.” I have never violated that order to this day.
But Bob wasn’t satisfied with only using Michael’s mouth. He also wanted to take Michael’s virginity.
The second lesson would begin the following week. Weekdays were best as they insured a solid hour and a half of privacy. We had developed other locations over the weeks. His parents had a basement with a pool table and i blew Alpha Bob a lot in a corner of the basement that allowed enough reaction time if a parent or sibling came down. I was quite dedicated to my duties as cock sucker too.
I can’t recall exactly the day, but my sense is it was a Monday after school. Alpha Bob came over. Now he just walked in as the door was never locked and the veil of civility was no longer needed. He came in and went straight to my room where i was waiting. He reminded me we would be doing something new and he had brought a small jar of Vaseline with him. He put that on the table by the bed. He told me to strip naked and lay face down on the bed. He placed a pillow under my hips and tummy and he laid down beside me on the outside edge of the bed. He was also naked. I was curious but not alarmed. I was well past being frightened or timid. He was my owner and i had heard Him defend me to another kid who called me a name.
He was whispering in my ear that i needed to be a good boy for Him and do as he said. While this was going on he retrieved a gob of Vaseline on a couple of His fingers and began lubing my asshole. Now i had an idea of what was in play as my brother John had tried a number of times to gain entry to my butt. I started to express some concern but i was shushed and told to relax and let Him play. H did this for quite a while until He had worked two fingers in and was able to finger fuck me easily and the discomfort was manageable. He said, “You are ready.” He moved to a position on top of my back and said i should relax and “…let me in.”
I felt His dick head pushing and rubbing on my hole, but it seemed He would not be able to slip in. He whispered, “Push out like you are trying to poop.” I pushed and almost instantly His fat cock head breached my sphincter. The screech i emitted could probably have woken the dead (maybe it did!) and i shot out from under Him like a bolt of lightning. He looked shocked at first and then just rested on his elbow and watched as i ran around the room holding my no longer virgin ass. It realistically took about a minute for the ice pick sensation to die down and i had settled on the floor against the far wall. He waited a bit and then, “Did the pain go away yet?” I acknowledged it had and He simply said, “Come back then we have to finish what we started.” Any Alpha boy, any Real Boy, any victim would have told Him to fuck off and left the room or even told on Him. But a faggot in the presence of an Alpha does none of that. I simply got up and walked over to Him and crawled back onto the bed. His smile was radiant and i knew i made the right choice.
This time He put me face up, pillow under hips and mounted me in the traditional missionary position as i willingly spread my fag legs to allow Him access to what i knew He wanted. The fuck went much better on the second try. I pushed out and He slid in until the head of His beautiful cock was lodged in side my sphincter. He began sucking and biting my nipples which helped distract me from the log in my asshole. Then He gradually worked His entire 8” into me and fucked for about ten minutes until He came a huge load into my new cunt. When He pulled out it felt like His cock was still inside me. As my gaping hole started to close up i quickly settled down with a slightly stingy, achy feeling in my butt. He looked at it and said it was all fine, no blood and we could do it again whenever He wanted. He went to the bathroom (i presume to clean His cock off) and then returned to dress. He said, “From now on you should try to shit before I come over.” I stood and started to reach for my clothes, but Bob simply said, “Stay naked until I leave bitch.” So i stood there not knowing what to do and feeling His cum start to leak a little and run down the back of my right thigh. In a second He was dressed. On His way out He stopped in front of me took my face in His hands and said, “You are a pussy boy now.” I had questions, but He was out the door before i could even say a word. I had an identity…fag, cock sucker and now pussy boy. I went to the bathroom, sat on the toilet and for not the last time gave birth to His jelly babies.
My life had changed forever and i knew it. I also knew it was going to be challenging and sexy and sometimes scary.
Yes, things were about to become quite challenging … like when young Master Bob introduced threesomes into their play.
Once i was popped and more orally skilled the content of our sessions varied usually based on time and location. The time part is obvious, the locations varied from my room, His house (basement or bedroom), the woods, His car, a tool shed and even a church. The significant next issue was being used by Him and a friend. In this case the “friend” was my middle brother. You might recall he had been trying to get in my butt over the past year or so prior to Alpha Bob taking over. I had resisted out of panic and a lack of understanding i think. Once popped though it is apparent Alpha Bob shared that tidbit with my brother and the following happened about two or three weeks after my initial cunting.
It was still Spring, warm outside but not yet hot. It was a weekend evening. Parents were “out” somewhere, oldest brother also out. I thought i was alone except for my middle brother, who i shared a bedroom with upstairs. He called out to me telling me to come see him. Fags are obedient and this was no exception. I went upstairs and opened the closed bedroom door. He was not alone. He sat on his bed along one wall and Alpha Bob was sitting on mine. I stood in the doorway. Alpha Bob said, “Come here.” I was hesitant and He repeated, “Come here.” I asked what He wanted while glancing back and forth between the two. I of course did not know my brother knew about Bob. Alpha Bob said in a tone i had heard before, “Come here and suck my dick fag.” I said, but HE is here, nodding toward my brother. “I don’t care. You need to listen.” My brother chimed in, “Do it.”
Slowly i walked across the small room to Alpha Bob. “Kneel”. I did. “Take it out.” I did. He leaned back on His elbows and said, “Suck it.” I obeyed. If the fag hook had not been set firmly before this, these simple acts of obedience certainly erased any doubt. While i was working on my Owner’s cock there was some type of non-verbal communications going on between the Males in the room. Seconds after throating Bob’s cock He locked His hand behind my head. i could move some but could not come off the cock in my mouth. My brother approached from behind and yanked my shorts and briefs down. What followed was my first spit roast. It didn’t last long. Both Alphas came quick and Alpha Bob was gone. My brother left the room and i assume He was washing the Vaseline and pussy juice off.
To be clear, the sex did not bother me. I was used to sucking cock and being fucked. My Owner’s cock was at least an inch longer and just as thick as my brother’s so it fit. The loss of privacy and anonymity of it did though. I was coming to grips with being a fag, pussy boy but in these times it was a closely guarded thing to know about someone. I really liked sucking Alpha cock and looked forward to it. Butt fucking was still bothersome, but i did what was needed. Big Brother came back and sat on His bed and gave me a talk about never telling anyone what happened and how much trouble we would be in. I swear He seemed scared and more upset than i was. After that, He would ask me to blow Him once in awhile, but that faded away when He got a girlfriend. He never mentioned it again, but also never tried to stop me from serving Alpha Bob or anyone.
From an adult perspective, none of this is easy to read. Michael acknowledged this fact several times (almost apologetically, even), and has waffled about even telling this true story.
But from a Hierarchical perspective, this story is invaluable.
Why? Because Michael’s experience unequivocally demonstrates that Alphahood is something inborn in certain Men. It also shows how Hierarchical roles supersede sexuality or morality.
When Males of any age are grouped together for a period of time away from prying eyes, ANYTHING can happen. Novels like Lord of the Flies express this fact. So do our prison systems.
And so does the account of Michael the faggot.
But the story definitely doesn’t stop there. The next installment involves a training exercise so genius and diabolical that I’m not sure it would’ve been concocted by Men twice (or three times) the age Alpha Bob was at the time.
This is part of a continuing series chronicling the rise of Alpha Jin, a straight Korean Alpha who discovered that his roommate Chin is a faggot and took ownership of the faggot’s life. CLICK HERE for all relevant posts in chronological order!
Much praise has been heaped upon Master Jin on this blog since I first met him in September of 2019. Back then he was just another straight Alpha living the life most college jocks do.
But then he was put in a dorm room with a faggot named Chin, and the rest seems inevitable when looking back on it. Jin took ownership of Chin, and they both learned how to fulfill their roles together, a sort of on-the-job training.
From there, Jin became a true Master of faggots despite being a straight Man. He enforced chastity, learned how to discipline, and truly came to value faggot ownership. His example led Masters Nick and Matt to own faggots as well, each following the path blazed by Master Jin.
I’ve called him many complimentary things; a visionary, a pioneer, a leader, a mentor.
But now let me add another: Master Jin is BRAVE.
I’m going to share this little incident from the other day. Master Jin recently started dating a girl he liked. But then he made a bold decision: he was going to tell her that he owns faggots.
Lots of straight Alphas use and own faggots, but they keep that on the DL (as we say in the streets) and away from the eyes of the females in their lives. In their mind, the admission of owning faggots is simply too personal and too scary.
But Master Jin is proud to own a faggot like Chin. He loves the service and attention Chin provides him. And he’s not ashamed to admit it.
So he sat the girlfriend down and told her that he owns and uses a faggot, and he will probably own more in the future.
The girlfriend predictably flipped out, upset and demanding that Master Jin stop messing with his faggot. In response, Master Jin said this:
I told her that it is not negotiable. Chin is always going to be my faggot.
Holy fuck!
Once again Master Jin is paving new paths for other Alphas to follow! This is EXACTLY the kind of example that will embolden other Alphas to be proud of their faggots and the worship they receive!
I thank Master Jin for never backing down and never fearing the opinions of others to the exclusion of what he wants in life!
Faggots are different from any other creature on Earth. We exist solely for the service and worship of Men. This fact can be quite startling to straight Men the first time they encounter and experience faggot service.
I recently heard from a straight Man named Wyatt who wandered into the spiderweb of a hungry faggot and discovered the wonders of such devoted service.
I didn’t know much about the feeling of being worshiped but I put a post up on doublelist looking for someone to give me a massage and maybe jerk or suck me off.
I found a very submissive guy who called me sir and was so focused on every detail of helping me relax and so eager to serve me. I really got off on it. From washing me in the shower to constantly complimenting my body, the whole thing was hot. Getting off was good, but that’s not what I enjoyed the most. I liked the total dedication to my needs.
This is how it goes. Men want this kind of service, but they never know where they can get it or how much they can take. With faggots, they discover that they can literally take anything they want.
Now Sir Wyatt is looking around for more faggots in his area so he can have more worship! Another Alpha is born!
I’ve been getting into this D/s, Master/slave, Alpha/faggot dynamics. When I first got into it I tried submitting and found that…enjoyable at times, but it always felt like work and I always kept thinking that these “Alphas” were subpar. I could just be the luck of the draw but I only had bad experiences. Recently I have been Dominant and boy does that hit differently. I think I prefer it frankly. I get more satisfaction. Still somewhat curious about submission, but I think that’s more out of a desire to have new experiences. Would you suppose this dissonance with submitting might imply Alpha hood? I enjoy it more.
Sir, thank you for writing to me!
Congratulations on your journey into the realm of Hierarchy! I think you have already learned that this is really the truth about human sexuality, and when we explore this dynamic and fulfill our individual purpose we can find peace.
Which brings us to you. Please know up front that you are not alone with this unusual experience. I’ve encountered and counseled Alphas like you who mistakenly thought they might be a sub or a faggot.
Why does this confusion occur? In some cases, I discovered that the Alpha had some sort of childhood experience or trauma that caused him to think he was a faggot. But overall, I think people who are unsure of their sexual preferences (like you) gravitate toward faggotry first because it is the more extreme position. Then, once they try it and find themselves unsatisfied, they realize that they are probably Alpha (and this is verified through experiences).
That latter example perfectly describes you, Sir.
I absolutely think you have been a latent Alpha waiting to blossom. I think as you use more faggots and even own some, you will find the power your soul has been craving will grow and you will begin to feel “home” with yourself and your place.
Sir, I really commend you for being honest with yourself and approaching the problem with healthy curiosity and humility! You are finding your way, and I couldn’t be happier for you, for the faggots who get to serve you, and for the Hierarchy at large. We are all better for it!
Man sex is rarely clean and neat. It’s full of animal urgency in filthy, uncomfortable spaces. It happens in secret places where nobody can hear the growling and screaming, the struggle of bodies. It ends with a Man gasping happily over a dripping fag’s hole.
I recently received a frantic series of text messages from Michael, the new faggot of Master Matt.
“Sam, my pussy has changed shape!” he exclaimed worriedly.
Knowing what Michael’s new pussy had been through recently with Master Matt’s giant cock, I understood the issue instantly. “Yes, I know,” I replied, “it’s okay.”
“But Sam, it looks like a pussy! Master said it looks like a real pussy!” he repeated.
“It’s okay, brother. It’s normal.”
One of the great miracles that comes from a Man fucking and cunting a faggot is the actual transformation of the faggot’s body into something unique in the human family. The faggot turns into a slave, an object, the personal property of a Man through physiological and metabolic changes resulting from deep breeding. And, from a physical standpoint, the faggot’s throat effectively becomes a Fleshlight.
And, most crucially, the faggot’s hole becomes a literal pussy.
As the picture above shows, a well-fucked fag hole becomes slit-like and develops “lips” around the rim. The muscles inside the faggot’s pussy become trained to mimic the stroking necessary to bring the Alpha to orgasm the way a female vagina does.
This new pussy, when combined with chastity of the faggot’s dicklet and/or jockstrap, makes the faggot appear most feminine. This physical transformation of the faggot’s body makes it more palatable for Men, particularly straight Men who like the look and feel of female vagina.
And this creation of a female-like pussy from the hole of a faggot is caused solely by the power of Alpha cock!
And Men love the look of a faggot’s pussy!
Some faggots object to the use of the term “pussy” to describe their hole, but as I’ve shown, active faggots do indeed develop a pussy by natural means through intense sessions of fucking and breeding. So the term is not only appropriate, but also necessary in order to describe its true function.
Faggots are a natural part of the Hierarchy, and like all things in Nature, the form fits the function. Through the fulfillment of its purpose a faggot naturally develops a pussy as part of its transformation into the thing Nature intended it to be.
Like poor Michael, this change can be shocking at first, even scary. But it is merely Nature’s way of remaking a faggot into a tool and piece of property useful to satisfy the needs of Men.
So rejoice in your pussies, by faggot brothers! Be proud! Your purpose in life is being fulfilled!
I’ve known and seen some remarkable Alphas in my time, but few have stunned me into shock like Chinese Master Leon (@s67leon).
He takes Alphahood to the NEXT LEVEL!
I mean, Master Leon RIDES HIS FAGGOTS! Have you ever seen anything like this?!? And I’m not talking about the stupid, childish bullshit some Alphas do with cash faggots in their videos. Master Leon wordlessly gets up on his faggot’s shoulders and enjoys rides through the forests of China, onlookers be damned!
I wanted to pose this question because I think that it’s imperative that faggots as well as Alphas become more nuanced in their day to day understanding of what Alpha means.
I will preface by saying that I, while Alpha, will not profess to be at any arrival point with everything, including answers to these questions. I am truly committed to forever becoming greater and increasingly superior in my Alpha-hood and that includes the area of Masculine wisdom. In this, I have always vowed to be a truth seeker.
I do believe that sam the fag is on the right track when he acknowledges Hierarchy. Natures Laws rule all, and this will be our guide when filtering down our argument later on in following posts.
But for now, let’s look at the contradictions between our assumptions about what Alpha is and what nature teaches us.
Falsehood 1. Alpha men build Kingdoms and faggots are here not to build, but to serve, pleasure, and support the glorious vision of the Builder Alpha.
I know plenty of faggots that build their own little empires and your very own sam the fag is an example. (He is an entrepreneur. He is a business. And frankly, you faggots should be giving him money for being a resource geared to benefit Alphas like me – which in turn benefits you. Consider that for a moment. Check in with yourself. Are you actually showing your devotion to your position as a fag if you can’t even support the very resource that teaches you how to be a better fag to us Alphas and lets you in on our world? Shame on you faggots for be so fucking selfish.)
Side rant. Now back to the contradictions.
I also know “Alphas” who literally build nothing. They’re useless. They couldn’t fix a loose cabinet even if they had to. They have no entrepreneurial drive whatsoever. They don’t even have the self awareness to know how to be useful to this world, to a community. I reserve judgement on these Alphas and I have plenty of judgement there. But I’m just here to point out the contradictions.
(And I can hear you faggots justification in worshiping these useless Alphas. It’s their dick, eh? Let’s look at that next.
Falsehood 2. Alphas have the biggest dick. Nature favored their manhood and therefore it deserves to be placed on a pedestal to be worshiped.
There are thousands of faggots with huge dicks. I’ve fucked them. And there are thousands of Alphas with less than 9 inches. So what are you chemically responding too, faggot? We’ll answer this in a future post.
First of all, I will be transparent. I am anti-porn. I believe that it numbs a faggot to real life circumstances and results in them missing opportunities of service in the real world. I’ve seen it a hundred times with myself and other Alphas. Porn by nature conditions you to need larger-than-life situations to reach a high degree of arousal. Not that it can’t be educational for a buddy fag. But this is the exception, not the rule. And the conditioning on your mind will eventually require you to need greater and greater extremes in order to achieve the same dopamine high you have received in the past.
The filter you view your world is distorted by training your neurological pathways to only respond to extremes.
This is a scientific fact and you can reference studies in “Your Brain On Porn” to source.
Why does this matter?
Go back to nature. *It’s inconsistent with nature’s truth about what is Alpha to only allow dick size to determine your willingness and readiness to submit because as we stated before, this does not always reflect reality. And the reason for my side note about porn – you are becoming more and more useless as a faggot the more you train your brain to respond only to outrageous porn dick. Unless you wanna stay in your basement and never be of service to Alphas in the real world which come in all shapes and sizes, consider what you’re doing to yourself.
Okay, I’ll give you this. I can’t say I’ve ever seen a small dick Alpha. While it’s a generalization, I think it’s safe to say that Alphas are hung above average. Personally, I’m a true eight inches, thick, with a huge dick head that is made for breeding. Flaccid, it hangs thick and outward in a way that demands cock hungry bitches at the gym to trail behind me. Now, eight is well above average. But seven inches is actually above the average dick size and I can’t believe I’ve seen faggots abandon their duties and walk away from my seven-inch-hung friend to cruise some nine inch fucker in the locker room. It’s not like I don’t understand it. I understand you faggots want to be consumed by Cock and if you could handle 10 x 10 I’m sure you would try.
But don’t miss my point. Your priorities as a faggot are too often affected by the exaggerated realities habitually fed to you by your porn use.
Bottom line. If the occasional use of porn enhances your service to Alphas great. If it desensitizes the faggot and narrows it’s responsiveness, not good.
Concluding our second contradiction…
Again, there are thousands of faggots with big dicks (which I would cage, lol) and thousands of Powerful Specimens of Masculine Superiority which are not as hung as the porn you’re obsessed with.
I believe there may be other assumptions/contradictions we are guilty of too, and I’ll consider more and continue writing.
I welcome all thoughtful nuanced comments. Whether you agree with me or not, the quality of conversation around this is valuable to everyone.
What other contradictions can you find between our assumptions about Alpha/faggots and what Nature’s Laws are showing you? I’ll consider them and lend my thoughts.
After that, I’ll move to what this is NOT to what this IS on the deepest most subconscious level possible.
This thread follows the true story of Master Ahmed, a straight 21-year-old Apex Alpha who has discovered faggot ownership. CLICK HERE to read all of the posts in this thread in chronological order!
There are plenty of straight Alphas who use and even own faggots. I know this personally because I have primarily served straight Alphas in my 23 years of service, and I’ve known other faggots who had similar success. And the overwhelming number of straight Alphas I have both covered and coached during the five years of this site testify that my early experiences were not only normal, but also increasing in frequency.
While this is a boon for faggots eager to serve Alphas, not all straight Alphas are the same. A good number of them are abusive, cruel, stupid, and hateful. They hurt faggots, use them destructively, and toss them away. There are few straight Alphas who truly earn the title of Master, a word that implies exceptional qualities and infinite control over not only faggots, but themselves.
On this site I have covered some of the greatest Apex Alpha Masters I’ve ever known. Master Nick, Sir Rob, Master Matt, Master Kyle, Master Dino, Master Jin, California Alpha, and on and on. These are straight Alpha Males who have come to own and cherish the faggots who serve them.
Add to that list a 21-year-old Arabian Alpha named Master Ahmed. He lives in Europe, where he has in a few short years come to understand his Alphahood and the need of faggots to serve him. In the process, he has discovered a need within him to own these faggots.
I’m going to open this with the first letter he sent me.
I’ve understood that I am an Alpha male since secondary school, when I discovered my passion for working out and for domination. In second grade, a guy of my age asked me repeatedly to lace my shoes or to carry my bags, in front of my girlfriend. I took several months to understand his way of thinking, until I found out he loved serving me, despite me being completely straight. And I loved it. Some of my friends told me to be mean and to ignore him. But I thought that this was not the right thing to do, that I deserved better, and that, somehow, someone exceptionally gifted like me (I always majored all classes, especially in maths, sciences and Arabic) had to help this guy to fulfill his function and his goals (for example, he loved worshipping my used boxers, and he was sooooo grateful for that!! He always fantasized about my cock, and I would let him sometimes drink my male juice). I don’t know how you theorize it, sam, (since I discovered your website only this morning) but I always preferred taking my responsibilities as someone important to all those beta males, to be somewhat “good” to them, and to let them serve me. To be honest, nothing teases me as to be served, and to feel my superiority on this kind of “scale”.
I instantly fell in love with Master Ahmed based on this email alone. Do you hear what I do in his words? His effortless understanding of Hierarchy … his basic compassion for lesser creatures … his appreciation for the adoration he receives from females and faggots. These qualities cannot be faked and are very rare in young Men.
In other words, Master Ahmed was not only born a superior Alpha Male, but he was also born an intrinsically good Alpha.
But that first message was just the surface. His next email floored me.
So let me tell you about me, sam. I’m sure you’ll find that interesting.
I’m a master who loves being worshipped, as well for my physique as for my intellectual abilities. I’m sure you’ll understand; not only do I love being worshipped for my Alpha cock (I used to let my sub worship it and lick my semen on the toilet floor…I’ll never forget this feeling of power…Damn, that’s so good.) but I also love to own a faggot’s minds, to let him be obsessed by me, and, in a way, to take care of him.
That’s why I’d prefer today to have two or three faithful long-term fags to breed, to train and to use. I understand those Alphas who create Twitter/Instagram/Onlyfans accounts to be spoiled by anonymous subs, and, obviously, I would be a good cash master. However, I profoundly believe that this is not the true meaning of Domination : I obviously loved being spoiled (including financially) by my former fag, but I found it fitting for my Alpha rank only because it was part of a true Master-sub relationship. You probably understand better than I do the way fags think. What do you think, sam ? I believe, sam, that submissive fags are everywhere, willing to serve Superior Males like me. Indeed, unlike some other Alphas, I don’t think that the true goal of a sub is to be a cocksucker (even if it may be part of it) but to be a servant and to find happiness by being useful to Men like me, born to be served.
For example, last year, my sub got a girlfriend. This was quite pitiful, but I wanted to let him try, to see how things were going to progress. Eventually, as I was using him (to piss..haha) he begged me to fuck her… Do you believe it, sam? He was so desperate! The following day, he invited me to dinner with her…and, three hours later, he watched me fuck her in their apartment! He was so happy sam! For the first time, I accepted to let him cum. After all, he served me by offering me a new pussy to fuck, and I thought it would be a good reward to let him cum as he was sucking my feet. I think that you’ll agree with me about the decisiveness of the sub’s happiness in the relationship. Look at you sam, you answered my mail with so much enthusiasm… You are undoubtedly happy to talk to a Superior Male like me. And that’s the sign of a true sub, isn’t it, sam?
You see…I want a powerful relationship with my subs…and I want to make sure to find the good ones. So here are my questions: how to make sure to find such dedicated fags? What channels should I use? Ideally, I’d like to communicate with them by mail to test their dedication, and their readiness to serve Master Ahmed and his Alpha cock. How should I proceed to find the good ones? Do you, sam, with your website, may help me to find some fags like that, ready to serve and spoil me, as I can no longer use my first fag?
As you probably noticed, I have no fixed theory about an adequate Master-sub relation, all my ideas are…instinctive, I would say. I have developed them for several years, as I grew and I noticed everyone around me (women, guys…even teachers!) wanted me to use them. You’ll probably help me understand the way fags may serve me.
There is a great amount of humility in the words of Master Ahmed even though he is completely correct about everything. “Instinctive” is such an important word here, because it’s not like he had any mentor guiding him, but his superior instincts led him correctly nonetheless.
I instantly thought of Masters Jin and Nick, two completely straight Alphas who, by instinct alone, learned how to become true owners of faggots. The guidebook of faggot ownership seems to be written in their genes.
I’m going to stop here and publish a “part two” two because he just had an amazing encounter with a faggot while he were emailing back and forth. You’ll love it. I’m also going to try and convince him to share the pic of his magnificent Alpha cock that he sent to me. We’ll see if I can convince him!
To all of the faggots reading this: if you think you can possibly serve Master Ahmed, I think you should leave a comment below! This Apex Alpha has room in his stable for faggots that can reflect the high standards he holds for himself.
Married guy here. My husband is dom very dom but only lately. We used to be quite vanilla then i suggested we spice things up with role play and he immediately assumed the dominant role it’s like a switch in his head was switched on for the first time! It’s gotten out of control he is dom now even outside of the bedroom. He’s more bossy than usual. He demands sex when before it was a two side discussion. I can’t confirm it but i have my suspicions he’s fucking other people. I think our marriage is still strong i think he loves me still but I can’t help but feel blame for what I’ve done! I started this! 4 years of marriage the guy was totally normal now he’s dom? Like all of a sudden. It makes no sense. Does it?
I think you were the reason why he was suppressing his Alpha instincts. To me you sound a little prissy and controlling. Two-sided discussions before sex?? Are you fucking or conducting a board meeting??
Men will hold back or resist their aggressive Alpha need for power and control for the sake of love. But that’s not truly who he is inside; instead, it’s who he thought you wanted him to be.
In reality your husband is a roaring Alpha Beast who wants to conquer and breed. You gave him permission to truly express himself, and he’s taking it.
You should be proud to be owned by this great Alpha Male. I hope you can get over your apparent horror at this change and accept your role in his life.
This thread follows the extraordinary marriage of straight Apex Alpha Dino and his fag wife Jamie. CLICK HERE to follow this thread in chronological order!
Apex Alpha God Dino has been reading your hyperventilating comments and questions after I published my explosive interview with him last week!
This is going to be PART ONE of two because he responded to some follow-up questions I had after reading what he wrote below. Believe me, he’s so intense that reading all of it at once might cause aneurysms, heart failure, or death.
Here are his responses to my readers:
faggot,
My cuntboy was not going to calm down until I contacted you about some other faggot’s questions about Me. The hole is so excited that others of his stature recognize My power that it has begged, worshiped, and flattered me until… in other words it has used its position as My possession to encourage Me to allow your faggot readers to glimpse My greatness. After My usual hesitation of ANY acknowledgement of a desire on My boy’s part, I decided to write.
Question 1- Yes I kiss My bitchboy. Interesting to Me is the fact that kissing was the LAST barrier to taking the cumhole as My wife. Its a straight Man thing. Once I truly loved My jamie as an ‘it’ and really saw it is a faggot, NOT a Man, then kissing wasn’t an issue. If any of you faggots are interested, yes, it gets the occasional full on ‘romantic’ kisses when deserved but, on a regular, receives My ‘face-eating’ kisses much more often.
Question 2-As our relationship progressed through the years so has what I allow the public to see. At first, it was My buddy in public and My bitch at home. Now, I allow the public to see some of what I have in My jamie and will speak to it almost as I do at home, it proudly wears My ring, makes sure others know it has My name, and other things faggots do to let the world know how incredibly awesome its ManGod is.
Question 3-Ok faggots, My stats are as follows: 6′ 4″ 220bs. Italian Black hair. Blue/black cruel eyes Tattoos don’t cover me but I have them everywhere except My ass and My Junk, which is sacred and needs NO adjustment. My arms are 20 inches around. (My cuntboy LOVES them) I have chest hair at the top with a nice fur trail down to the good stuff. From the waist down there’s plenty of hair which My boy plays in constantly. My dick is 9.3 inches long and 5.4 inches wide. The amount I cum is anywhere from one quarter to one third of a cup. ( I own a HAPPY cumwhore who amuses me so I allow it to measure occasionally) I have cum up to 13 times in a 24 hour period at which time I discovered that if My body cannot produce cum as quickly as needed then My load is a mix of cum and blood and it is time to rest awhile. That’s enough of Me for any faggot to know unless it’s MY faggot.
Question 4-Other Alpha buds have offered their own fags for My service, say when we’ve all been watching the game, but I have THE perfect fag for me. Between all I have taught it and it’s own natural instinct as to what I need from it, everything is just how I desire to be worshiped and adored. Why throw added elements into a perfect situation? My own faggot is all I need in a servile, enthusiastic cuntwife. It has served and adored Me more, in more ways, than ANY living creature should ever worship anyone and that’s exactly what I deserve. Some say faggots are stupid or should be treated as if it is beneath contempt. That’s bullshit. My faggot is very intelligent and not just intellectually. It must anticipate My every thought, move, and action-especially concerning sex and love-but in life as well. It makes My dick a little harder knowing that My faggot-wife is smart and gave up a full, successful life for a CHANCE to become My faggot. It was smart enough to find a way to become My cumhole which took real work on its part.
Question 5- I am considering allowing you faggots to see either some part of My body or maybe even see a clip of Me filling My faggots mouth with My cum. I’m torn. If it gives you faggots some hope, My own faggot is so proud that I’m its owner/Alpha Husband that it is pleading for me to allow you all to see my load. Maybe, we’ll see. The best way to handle a faggot’s deepest desires is to deny it what it wants-at least for a while. Heh heh..
Well sam, I’ve answered the questions. I trust the faggots will be squirming in their seats and clenching their stickpussies while they dream of belonging to Me, a true Alpha God.
Fuck you faggot…Hahaha
Who else talks like this? Thinks like this? Feels like this?
Master Dino is easily one of the most magnetic and intense forces to ever be featured here on this site. Keep your questions coming below, because he is paying attention to all of the little faggots gathered around his fireplace!
This thread follows the story of Alpha Luke, a straight married Man who owns a faggot named Ed and now seeks to own more with the blessing of his wife. CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!
I have come across so many true stories of straight married Alphas who own faggots that I should probably create a separate website for them. Every one of them always leaves me breathless and stunned.
But few stories shook me the way this one has. It involves a younger straight Alpha named Luke. He assumed ownership of a faggot named Ed in college, and Ed has continued to intimately serve Alpha Luke even after Luke married a female and had a couple of kids! And here’s the kicker: Alpha Luke’s wife LOVES the fact that her husband is served by a faggot!
And now the wife is encouraging her husband to own more faggots!
I’m going to shut up and let Alpha Luke tell his story.
I’m a straight alpha, married with two very young sons. I’ve always had a “fag” as you would call it called Ed, since college before I even met my wife, and she has always known and actually really enjoys watching him serve me and using his services. She knows I’m an alpha and so also need this servitude as well as her.
Anyway, as a growing family with additional work around the house, my wife has been suggesting that I get another servant to help out. Firstly, I’m not sure how I’d go about this as it was Ed who came to me in college, I wasn’t looking for a servant? Also would it offend Ed if I got another? Finally, I only need one for domestic help, would they need anything? I am already sharing my loads between my wife and Ed and not sure if I should / could split three ways?
So I asked Alpha Luke for more information about this unique situation.
My wife is great and she absolutely loves having ed around and serving me. I was just open with her from the start and she thought it was great that her Man gets treated and serviced like the god he is. She knows I’m extremely dominant and it’s just a part of who I am.
So how I met ed… well we were put in a room together at start of college. It was a time that I was just starting to realize my Alphahood. Ed was a mate, but he strangely started just doing everything for me, from running errands to doing my laundry. When we stayed at his parents on break, he let me have his bed and he slept on the floor next to me. Then he asked if he could massage my feet, which he then did incessantly for the rest of the break. When we got back to college, we were pretty much well established as alpha and sub, but then he really secured his position… one night he was massaging my feet and started telling me how he’d been in love with my bubble butt from the moment we met. He then pretty much begged me to eat my ass. It took a while to understand the domineering side of this, but I eventually allowed him to bury his face my hole. I felt him just release himself and could feel the months and months he longed for this. I woke up the following morning to him licking away at my ass. It was such an intense night and I loved how powerful it made me feel. Most night he would suck on my ass as I fell asleep and on the odd occasion he’d spend the night there. I think this really affirmed us as master and slave instead of him just running my errands and doing my chores, he was finally getting what he wanted from this. To this date, I don’t let him near my dick… that’s for my wife, but he can lick away at my ass to his heart’s content.
By the time my wife came on the scene, I just had to tell her as ed had made himself invaluable as pretty much my personal assistant. She loved it and has a great relationship with Ed. All is good and as it should be.
What can I say? Faggots give Men something they cannot get properly from females: WORSHIP. This is something Men need as much as they need anything else.
As Alpha Luke will (likely) say, owning faggots doesn’t change a Man’s sexuality or his appreciation for females or his wife. Faggots satisfy something completely different in Men, something very important and intrinsic to their very being. It is a supplement to the rest of his life.
Faggots give Men the opportunity to have a Kingdom of their own. To actually be a King, a God. As Alpha Luke’s example shows, Alpha boldness and unwavering power can make all of these things possible.
Thank you, Alpha Luke! I look forward to following your journey to gather more faggots to your feet!
This thread follows Alpha Matt, a Man who endured horrific abuse as a child that had him convinced he was a faggot, only to discover he was actually Alpha! To follow this dramatic story of Hierarchical self-discovery, CLICK HERE to read them in chronological order!
One of the most curious recurring stories on this site over the last five years have been those involving Alphas who suffered such extreme abuse as children that they grew up thinking they were actually faggots. Every case follows a predictable pattern: the Alpha tries to perform service as a faggot, feels uncomfortable, becomes angry and even more depressed, and then discovers his truth as an Alpha and is transformed.
This unveiling of Alphahood is usually so dramatic and breathtaking that the truth cannot be denied. But the burial (but not destruction) of Alphahood by childhood abuse really demonstrates the real power of Hierarchy. We are born into our place in the Hierarchy, and no amount of abuse or trauma can ever change or erase that.
The latest triumph of Alphahood over adverse circumstances involves an incredible and articulate Alpha named Matt. His story is so tragic and exhilarating that I’m going to let him tell his story uninterrupted.
I’ve been debating about whether or not to send you my story. I don’t need answers or support as I know who and what I am (now at least). I would say it’s more I just want to share it as it’s finally starting to become complete. And if it can help others then even better.
I stumbled on your twitter which is what led me to your website, Iv been in the fag/Dom circle (not sure what you want to call it) for many many years As I browsed your site I read the post about the rape and that hit me hard. Which is what got me thinking about my life and how I got to where i am now.
So with that little bit of info out of the way. I can begin my story. I am currently 31 years old, but this struggle and understanding of faggots and Alphas starts back to when I was an infant. I would NOT call my father an Alpha, he was a lazy piece of shit, with anger problems and a sex drive that he chose not to control. I despise calling him my father so for the rest of the story we will call him K.
I am the 2nd youngest of 8 children, yes I know that’s a lot of kids. K refused to work, my mother for as long as I can remember worked 3 jobs. Yes 3 jobs. K was found of beating his sons and raping his daughters. Until even raping his daughters wasnt enough and then he moved on to his sons as well.
From my earliest memories I remember being hit and thrown around. Bruises and injuries were not uncommon. By the time I was 5 I remember K raping me and he continued raping me until I was 8. When I turned 8 he had lost a fight with my oldest brother and that unhinged him. In order to keep some form of power his normal physical abuse where hed hit me a couple of times a week, became full-on beatings.
There were days I really thought I wasn’t going to make it. From 8 to 12 I was beaten almost daily. (no i didn’t go to the hospital) My sister couldn’t handle being raped anymore and threaten to call the police unless my mother left him. (she new some of what was happening K was always physical but when she learned of the rape that was when she left. She didnt know about the beating until years later.)
I get this question a lot so I’ll answer it now. No my siblings did not know he was beating me as bad as he was. K was an ass he wasn’t stupid. He never hit me in places that were easily visible and I never took my shirt off in front of people out of fear and embarrassment. Yes it was hard to explain why I had cuts and was bleeding all the time but remember my siblings were trying there best to survive as well and my mother was working her self to death to support us.
When K left, I thought I could finally start living. I had known for years that I found other boys attractive and was pretty sure I was gay. I had never dared say anything since I come from a VERY religious home. (yes again I know thats ironic, a religious home where everyones being abused.) I remember trying to find out what it meant to be gay by looking it up on the computer. ( we only had a family one we shared) I didn’t know much of computers at the time so I didn’t know it kept a history of what was looked at.
My mother took me for a drive and asked if I was gay, since she had found porn on the computer. I told her I was (I know I was only 12 but I knew I was) I honestly didn’t think she would be as upset as she was. I started conversion therapy shortly after, and it was absolute hell.
From 12 to 23 I was in conversion therapy, I admit I had made many suicidal attempts by then. But I digress. At 23 I had had enough, I left home and went out into the world hoping to figure out who I was and what was wrong with me. (turns out nothing).
I know that was a lot of info but its important. For a long time I thought I was a fag. I went through the mental stages of (was the rape and abuse my fault? what did I do wrong? maybe I deserved it. maybe it happened cause im gay.) etc.
For many years I had tied the abuse/rape to being a fag. It’s not about my pleasure it’s about their pleasure, what they did was really ok and i shouldn’t be angry about it. I’m too weak and men should use me and abuse me. But there were SO many struggles. I had been conditioned to be submissive since I was a child. I also hated K and did not want to be anything like him. So i tried to be soft, gentle, submissive etc.
As I became sexually active around 14 (yes i was having sex with guys as I was in conversion therapy, i new it was shit and only did it to please my mother) I found it arousing to be dominated and controlled. But as soon as I had an orgasm it was gone. I was embarrassed at first but as I really analyzed my feelings it wasn’t just embarrassment. I was angry I felt unfulfilled, unhappy and Id ask myself. “why am I doing this?”
I thought well the problem is im having orgasms, so i tried edging and delaying orgasm. I loved feeling horny and how good it felt to have my cock touched and pleasured. I thought this was the right track. so I went farther and tried chastity. It was ok I couldnt wear it for more then a few hours.
Now I also struggled with my appearance. Physically I do not look like a fag. (yes I know how you look doesn’t really make a difference in wether someone is a fag or Alpha) But I was sucked into the mentality that it did. I thought fags were supposed to have small cocks, and be small people.
I am 6′ 4, I weigh 225 lbs and my cock is certainly not small. I dont say this to brag because all these “amazing” qualities were a real struggle for years. I couldnt get an Alpha to take me as his fag because I was twice his size. I got told SO many things.
You’re too tall, you’re too big, you’re to hairy, your balls are too big, you produce too much cum. (if i don’t jack off at least twice a day my balls hurt like crazy and I told Alphas this. But they didn’t want to deal with milking me that often). You’re too masculine, (I absolutely hate being feminized) I mean I literally heard it all. I also hate having something in my ass, I do not like how it feels. But fucking guys, that is something I LOVE to do. Also not huge on the taste of cum, I don’t like it in my mouth. I don’t care if you cum on me just don’t cum in my mouth. I tried to get myself to swallow cum and be a good fag but I was constantly angry.
It’s like the only form of submissiveness I liked was when a guy touched my cock and got me off. (Not sure why I thought that was submissive back then but i did, oh well)
I felt like I just couldn’t win no matter what I did. And every time I had a Dom type guy use me I still felt unfulfilled. Nothing was working for me.
I finally found an Alpha who would take me and i was locked. I thought this time ill be happy in total denial and being horny all the time. I’ll do my best to focus on him and not think of myself at all. (i really did my best, at least i think i did) After a week in chastity, even being aroused didn’t make me happy. there was no joy, no sense of accomplishment, no sense of purpose, nothing. I was pissed and angry and all I could think of was I wanted to lock him in chastity and watch him break.
That’s when I decided I needed to take a step back re-evaluate myself. I broke things off with the Alpha. (he was not happy about it) and started trying to figure out what was going on mentally with me. At the beginning of the year (2020) I was talking to an Alpha who was really nice, took things slow, was kind. I was also chatting with a faggot who I consider a friend.
Things were progressing with the Alpha and moving into “it’s getting physical” and instantly my old feelings were back. I broke things off with this Alpha and decided I was beyond broken and the abuse was still affecting me in ways I couldn’t handle.
Then I had a thought, what if I was the Alpha? Now I had had this thought many times in my life. But I had always dismissed it as fast as it came, because I thought being an Alpha meant I had to be like my abuser. Or that I was like my abuser.
But this time I actually thought about, I reached an understanding that abusing others and following your instinct/biology are 2 very different things.
As I spoke to my faggot friend and we talked about this he helped me realize and understand that I was indeed an Alpha and he would be more than happy to serve me.
So I embraced it, and my world finally clicked together. I was using the faggot and the completeness I was feeling was unlike anything iv ever felt before. I felt this intense feeling of satisfaction and was on an Alpha high for days after. I couldn’t wait to use another fag. I am finally experiencing the feeling of power, control, satisfaction, and acceptance that I had heard Alphas talk about when using a fag.
So with all that said.
To any other Alphas out there that were raped, I am sorry you ever had to go through that. I know it’s the last thing you want to admit or talk about. It’s the most humiliating thing that could ever happen to you. Your power and sense of being a man is literally ripped from you and shredded to pieces. Or so it feels. But remember that NO ONE can take your power from you. You were born to be on top and that is where you will stay.
You are not alone, again I understand Alphas do not want to talk about things that make them feel weak or powerless. Conquering something as painful as rape or abuse. Will show you that you’re more powerful than you ever thought you were. Yes, it’s one thing to control another man, it is something else to face your worst fears, biggest insecurities and deepest hatred and come out on top.
And to the faggots out there who have been raped. I’m also so sorry that you went through that. You are also not alone, rape and abuse twist the mind in strange ways.
So as an Alpha I’m telling you these truths. I know you’ve heard them before. You did NOT ask for it. You did NOT deserve it. It does NOT define you. and YES you can heal and grow from it. your place may be to serve men but regardless of where you are in the hierarchy, it takes STRENGTH to accept who you are and live in a way that brings fulfillment. You too can face your fears and overcome them. Never forget that.
Such a profound journey of self-discovery and self-acceptance! There is so much wisdom embedded in this story! I really hope Alpha Matt’s experience can help other Alphas who might be buried beneath the weight of past horrors.
Just remember – what you were meant to be is not lost. It cannot be destroyed.
I asked Master Matt about his current faggots. He wrote:
It’s been an amazing experience owning a fag. I wanted to cage him, but his fag balls are so sensitive that putting a cage on it causes severe pain. It’s something we’re working on. My current fag does not live with me. It serves me as best it can. Daily oral service and fucking its fag pussy.
I do plan to have more. I use a couple fags as I’m out and about.
From faggot to powerful Alpha! The truth cannot ever be denied!
I was recently asked about my opinion regarding Sigma Males. I’ve never included Sigmas into my Hierarchy paradigm because I typically considered them to be a form of Alpha. But it’s clear that Sigmas deserve their own highlight here.
What are Sigma Males? They are very much like Alphas in terms of power and charisma, but they tend to isolate themselves rather than become the center of attention (like Alphas).
This is a lovely and poetic way of describing the life of a Sigma Male:
Sigma Males are the men who are riding off into the sunset on their horses without much more to their name than the pack on their back. They don’t need things from society the way other men do. They are often self-employed, traveling nomads who seek adventure and knowledge, rather than material goods and possessions.
I think we have all probably known a Sigma Male at some point in our lives. I don’t know what it says about me, but I can think of four or five Sigma Males in my life that I got to know fairly well, and they all fit the above description.
It’s pretty obvious why I classed Sigmas in with Alphas. They are the truest form of Alpha, the trailblazer of Alphas. They are the closest link we have to early Man, when they would set out across unknown lands alone and forge new trails.
I don’t think it’s necessary to alter my Hierarchy pyramid to accommodate Sigmas, because the Hierarchy pyramid generally looks at the effects of each class in the social order. Sigmas, by definition, don’t affect the social order.
But it’s good to ponder over those dark, mysterious leaders among us forever standing on the horizon and looking into the distance, our future. They lead, not by command or threat, but by their quiet, uncelebrated strength.
So thank goodness for the Sigmas out there among us!
This thread follows the story of Alpha Parker, an Apex Alpha in a long-term monogamous relationship who has suddenly discovered his true power over faggots. CLICK HERE for all of these posts in chronological order!
Sometimes life and circumstances bury us, hiding even our most basic instincts from ourselves.
In my time with this blog, I’ve encountered many Alphas who needed help realizing the truth of what they are after being emotionally locked away due to childhood trauma, struggles with addiction, or heartbreak. It’s crushing for a faggot like me to see Alphas in this state. It’s like seeing lions in cages at the zoo staring vacantly into the distance and barely remembering the power they have.
I met an extraordinary Alpha several weeks ago named Alpha Parker. He had been watching me on my various platforms from afar for a while before finally introducing himself to me. Once we started talking, it became instantly apparent that he understood Hierarchy and his place in it with such depth and profound reverence that I was taken aback. I don’t think I’ve heard an Alpha speak on these topics with such precision and confidence since legendary Apex Alpha Sir Titus graced this blog.
But the deeper I went into his mind and heart about his great Alphahood, the sadder I became. You see, Alpha Parker has been in a committed gay relationship for many years, and he has remained faithful to his partner the whole time. All I could see was a cage closing in around Alpha Parker just like those lions in the illustration above.
Even more painful were the stories Alpha Parker shared about faggots he encountered in his everyday life who trembled at his good looks, muscular, gym-worked body, and blazing confidence. He loved the flirtatiousness and the attention of the faggots, but he just wouldn’t take them.
Then Alpha Parker told me about a repairman who came to his house. He greeted the repairman in a tight muscle shirt and shorts that showed off the outline of his big dick. Alpha Parker enjoyed watching the repairman fumble nervously in his presence, so obviously wanting to worship the god standing there. Yet Alpha Parker allowed the faggot repairman to leave without using it.
This incident led to a long discussion between us about what Alphas really do for faggots when they use them. In short, when Alphas use a faggot, they unlock the truth of the faggot’s purpose and fulfill it. This very intricate conversation formed the backbone of Hierarchy Podcast #68 (CLICK HERE).
The pure logic of that conversation stirred something in Alpha Parker’s soul. He started thinking about the power he obviously had over faggots, a power that was being smothered by honoring monogamy. So today Alpha Parker decided that he was going to start asserting his Alpha privilege on the faggots he encountered during the day!
After his morning workout at the gym, an unwashed Alpha Parker drove to a print shop to pick up paper. He knew a faggot employee at the store that had always flirted with him. When Alpha Parker strode into the store, the faggot was behind the counter trembling with excitement as usual. Alpha Parker walked up to the counter with his paper.
“Is there anything else I can help you with today?” asked the faggot courteously.
Alpha Parker looked it directly in the eyes. “Yes, I need you to take care of me right now, in the back of the store or somewhere.”
Without hesitation, the faggot dropped what it was doing and led Alpha Parker to the back bathroom. Alpha Parker got in the stall, and the faggot followed. Immediately the faggot was on its knees and Alpha Parker’s big dick was in its throat. Alpha Parker put one foot on the toilet and proceeded to throat fuck the faggot until he came down its throat, the faggot swallowing every drop. Then Alpha Parker zipped up, took his paper, and left.
But he wasn’t done. He knew of a little faggot at a clothing store not far away. This petite faggot always flirted with Alpha Parker, tempting him several times to break his monogamy. Today would be the day the faggot had to pay up.
Alpha Parker walked into the store and the faggot, as usual, perked up. It bounced over to him.
Without missing a beat, Alpha Parker said, “I need you to blow me now. We need to go to the back and take care of this.”
The faggot immediately ordered its co-worker to handle the front of the store while it led Alpha Parker to a back office. There the faggot dropped to its knees and swallowed Alpha Parker’s dick while he leaned against a desk. It didn’t take long before Alpha Parker shot a load down its throat, the faggot eagerly swallowing it all. Alpha Parker zipped up, patted the faggot on the shoulders, and left.
But Alpha Parker still wasn’t done.
He went to a grocery store where he knew of a black cart boy who always seemed preoccupied by him whenever he came to the store. After searching the lot, he found the faggot working. He walked up and towered over it.
“I need you to take care of me,” said Alpha Parker directly, “follow me to my car.”
The faggot followed Alpha Parker to the car, and Alpha Parker ordered the faggot to get in the front seat. There he pulled out his dick and the faggot began frantically sucking it. Eventually, Alpha Parker pumped a load down its throat, and every drop was savored. Then Alpha Parker told the faggot to get back to work and he left.
When I talked to Alpha Parker afterward, he was in a daze. He was overwhelmed by the sheer power of his Alphahood and what he could do with it. He was stunned into silence by the fact that, with some Alpha boldness, faggots will literally do everything he commands.
And with that electrifying revelation came the sad realization that he could’ve and should’ve been living like this for years already. All of the missed opportunities swirled in his mind.
But now is no time for regret. The lion inside of Alpha Parker has been set free, and it is hungry! He has vowed to start fulfilling his Hierarchical purpose as an Apex Alpha predator and forcing faggots to submit to him so that both he and they can be fulfilled. He realizes that, through his use of them, he unlocks the truth of their faghood for them. And that’s a great gift to bestow on any confused faggot!
For any Alphas reading this, please learn from Alpha Parker’s example! You can literally walk up to any faggot you meet and get it to submit to you in whatever way you want. Its nature calls for it to obey, its soul craves the commands of Men.
By doing so, you are doing more than satisfying your own needs as an Alpha. You are also helping a faggot realize and accept what it was born to be.
It is your Hierarchical duty to fulfill this important task!
I was approached by an Alpha on Twitter tonight with a question. Apparently, this Alpha was fucking his faggot fuckbuddy and the faggot came hands-free fairly early in the fuck. Then the faggot wanted to stop.
But the Alpha, overcome with a flash of anger, held it down and fucked it even harder until he finished.
Afterward, the Alpha felt somewhat uncomfortable about what he did in the moment. He even had a friend tell him that he should’ve stopped. So he asked me what I thought.
And I told him this:
“No Sir, you are Alpha. The faggot is there for your needs. You stop when you’re done.”
Faggots need to understand that we are there to serve. We aren’t there to use Alphas to get our own pleasure. So when we are with an Alpha in need, we need to steel ourselves to the reality that we are going to be used until he gets everything he wants.
Out of curiosity, I approached another Alpha and asked his opinion about his scenario. I thought he gave a spectacular answer:
I need to get get my nut. He cant let his flesh control him more than I do. After its done theyll be glad I did so … Ive had them apologize for even thinking about stopping before.
You see, Alphas imposing their will over a faggot’s objections actually enforces Hierarchical order and fulfills that deep need faggots have to submit to superior force.
Rolf is a faggot who lives in the Netherlands. He’s communicated with me a couple of times over the years, even back in the early days of this site on Tumblr.
But I recently received an email from him that really warmed my heart and inspired me, so I wanted to share it.
Sam,
I just wanted to let you know that I am grateful for your website (and Tumblr back in the days). I have sent you messages over the past few years. But thanks to YOU and your work I am now the happiest fag in the entire world.
Thanks to YOU and your posts I am now serving the straight Alpha I used to call my “best friend” for many years. Thanks to you and the stories I sometimes sent screenshots of to him I am now allowed to worship his powerful body and be dominated by him.
Thanks to you I am permanently in chastity and have my orgasms controlled by my Daddy. Thanks to you I feel so at home, so happy, so peaceful. I can’t describe the feeling, but after wanting to serve this beautiful, strong, handsome, Alpha Man for so many years… And now finally being allowed to. Thanks to you I was able to open his Alpha eyes and show him how useful a faggot can be to him.
Honestly I could cry out of gratefulness to you. You helped me achieve my ultimate dream. Thank you so much. You change life for the better, you allow Alphas to find themselves, you allow faggots to accept themselves and you allow those two to find each other.
Thank you, Sam. Thank you.
So beautiful!
I thank my fag brother Rolf for his effusive praise and kindness. It warms my heart to see people find fulfillment and purpose.
But I am just a conduit for the truth about Hierarchy. A humble priest serving in the church. The real power comes from Hierarchical principles themselves applied in real life.
This site is meant to be like the Bible of Hierarchy, except the experiences in it are real and the people changed by it are real. The words here are the truth about a fundamental aspect of our lives on Earth.
You can’t go wrong with the truth.
I’m proud of Rolf for accepting truth and leading his Alpha to accept it as well!!
Thank you, my brother!
EDIT: As I was finishing this post I received a very long and detailed email from Rolf about the history between him and his straight Alpha friend. It is very hot! Keep an eye out for that!
One of my favorite things is watching people experience “the lightbulb moment,” that brilliant flash of awareness when a truth they’ve learned suddenly put everything in their life into perspective.
My lightbulb moment came the first time my first Alpha forced me into service at 17 as his faggot cocksucker. Suddenly everything about my life made sense, and I knew my purpose. It was exhilarating.
I get lightbulb moments a lot from this blog. People stumble across it and suddenly understand what they are supposed to be in the larger framework of the Hierarchy. Then they often come to me in that electrified exhilaration, bubbling over with excitement.
That happened again a few days when I was contacted by a faggot named Jason. He’s in his mid-forties, and has been married to a Man for many years.
Now he understands the truth – he’s a faggot, and he’s not alone!
Here’s Jason’s email:
Hi Sam: Hi, brother! I am Jason. I know you are busy, but I just finished listening to EVERY EPISODE of your amazing podcast, and many life-long questions of mine have been addressed. I would like to ask you some questions and confess some things about myself as a faggot that I have NEVER SAID TO ANYONE. It wasn’t until the FEET episode that my brain clicked into gear and I realized what has been going on with me SINCE I WAS A CHILD.
Sam, you have really hit on something big here. Holy cow! I never quite could put it together the way you have, but I cannot imagine how busy you must be with emails! Thank you, thank you, thank you… All these years I was walking around with these secret desires that I kind of just ignored or fantasized about-with lots of shame and guilt. This goes back to being a 10-year-old who used to become fixated on my masculine alpha neighbors’ shoes left outside in their front doorway (and sniffing) to staring at men’s feet (I now have the feet thing down to a science). It seems more than a fetish. I look at Alpha feet almost as some men look at cocks-with longing and desire. This carries with it so much shame and something I have always kept hidden from everyone. Feet can also be disgusting and dirty and rough. I am not talking about those. The beautiful, BIG and sweaty feet of an Alpha man can literally put me in a trance. It was not until I saw the huge amount of porn videos on this subject (and recently the FinDom videos) that I realized I was far from alone. Feet everywhere! All of the gay guy/straight guy porn videos that are SO popular now make total sense to me. Have YOU noticed this? I have been in denial about being a faggot all this time…..and have been living as a gay married man. I like my life but have been ignoring this deep urge inside of me. Too scared to act on it. Too afraid to really experiment. I have been masturbating and fantasizing for YEARS about this desire for straight alpha men, their feet, power, cocks, smell and overall demeanor. I find that most true Alpha Dom men are NOT homophobic and quite friendly, actually. The str8 dudes that hate fags usually are NOT true alphas and might even be doubting their own sexuality. Anyway, thanks for putting a name to this “thing” I have had inside my head/soul. I no longer feel like a weird pervert or “deviant.” I have only acted this out a few times in my life (not all the way) with great guilt afterward. I have been with some str8 dudes (always str8) from online but kept it very limited anally (only oral sex) and have very little anal experience, even though the desire to be rutted and cunted excites me like nothing else (especially after reading your blog). As you can imagine, I have fallen in love with several str8 guy friends over the years- only to have tremendous pain, frustration and mixed signals. It’s awful and only myself to blame. As a therapist, I see this quite a bit with my gay male clients, as well. There is an odd dynamic between str8 dudes and gay men that seems to have blossomed the past decade or so. It is like permission has been granted by society that it is OK for us to be friends…to be close. I really love it. Love the hierarchy. I adore my str8 “brothers” (not just sexually) and enjoy their company. I find many gay men’s behavior- like being bitchy and catty are not something I relate to. Make sense? Of course, I am generalizing, but I would like to have more gay buddies in my life that are non-sexual. Without being too wordy, I guess what I am trying to communicate to you is that your podcast, book and other materials have tapped into something very important that does not exist in the current literature. As busy as you are, if you are able to respond and communicate with me, perhaps I could be of assistance (in a mental health way) to others. As a mental health practitioner, I can only imagine how many “faggots” are suffering needlessly…hating themselves…etc. This attraction/desire between fags and Alphas does not go away….if anything, it grows stronger. The emptiness that only an Alpha can provide often goes ignored leading to unhappiness and lack of fulfillment. I think that Alphas are the most incredible creatures on earth and so many faggots are depriving themselves of an incredible bond that we may be wired for. Well, I do not want to take up any more of your time and I hope I am not too scattered, but I just finished listening to EVERY SINGLE EPISODE of your podcast and feel completely changed. I hope to hear from you and to be able to share some of my feelings with you….if you are available. Thank you for taking the time to read my email and for changing my life. I AM A FAGGOT….and proud of it.
Extraordinary!
I’m so proud of Jason for accepting this fundamental truth about himself! Age, education, and success crumble away into dust when confronted by the power of Hierarchical truth!
I’ve been developing a little theory over the last several months about Alphahood and what happens when an Alpha comes to own a perfect afaggot.
As the “relationship” develops and deepens, the faggot’s submission becomes more entrenched as the Alpha’s power over the faggot.
Then last night I got into a fascinating conversation with a newer Owner of faggots, and I thought he perfectly encapsulated this idea of harmonic symbiosis.
More than using my subs body i like messing with his mind. He says he feels naked with me. Like hes an open book…And i know him better than he does.
He says he started doubting his own will.
I like when i don’t need to force my subs to do anything, just riding on the wave of their devotion.
That is the essence of harmonic symbiosis.
It’s essentially a higher form of Hierarchical union. One, by natural power, ascends into his truest purpose as an Alpha owner of faggots. The other, shaped by the control and direction of the Alpha, descends so deeply into subspace that it loses itself.
I think this type of union is a uniquely Masculine phenomenon. All Men naturally understand Hierarchical order even when it’s not a conscious decision.
What makes harmonic symbiosis so powerful? Well, Men are Hierarchical animals. So when an Alpha looks down at a faggot and knows he owns that sub completely, and the faggot looks up at its Alpha and knows its entire life belongs to him … it is the most intrinsic form of Male union.
It is a perfect thing.
Over time, I intend to go a bit deeper into this subject, including what might be a controversial opinion about Alphahood. But this is the start.
I thank the new Master for sparking this conversation. I can’t wait until I can cover more about him!
Larger Alphas are used to smaller males completely submitting to them without a fight, and over the years they learn how to manhandle them and use them.
Anybody who has been following me since my Tumblr days will instantly recognize the mammoth cock in the video above.
It is, of course, the GOD COCK of legendary Tumblr Alpha @jdeschlong. It’s an unforgettable work of art:
It might be one of the two most famous dicks ever featured on Tumblr (the giant piece of meat belonging to natural-hung-Bull being the other). Master Deschlong’s cock is a formidable sculpture of Alpha superiority, a masterwork of beauty and utility designed to dominate and breed.
Here’s a true story:
When I first met Master Deschlong on Tumblr years ago, He was a hot straight Alpha with a monster dick. I would talk to him about using faggots, but he always told me he wasn’t interested. I used all of my considerable skill to convince him he should allow faggots to serve him, but he just wouldn’t budge.
Then he tried it.
Suddenly he discovered that the rumors are true: faggots really can service and worship his beautiful dick much better than females.
But there was something else I promised him that he also discovered was true: he felt POWERFUL with a faggot serving him. Owning and using faggots (in addition to females) made him feel like a fucking GOD.
Now he loves owning them!
Any faggot reading this is surely wanting to serve this young King. I wholeheartedly encourage everyone to reach out to him on Twitter, or buy him something from his wishlist.
In the meantime, enjoy these pics of the Man himself and thank the universe for making you a faggot born to serve him!
Like it or not, slavery has always existed in the Hierarchical arrangement. Maybe it hasn’t always been as obvious (or as brutal) as some forms of slavery, but there has always been a form of it between Men since the dawn of time.
In fact, you could say that the Master/slave dynamic is intrinsic to Manhood.
At Ecclesiastes 8:9 the Bible states that “Man has dominated Man to his injury.” This demonstrates that one Man dominating another male is as old as recorded history and a fundamental precept of the Hierarchical arrangement.
But as is suggested by this picture, the Master/slave dynamic doesn’t need to always involve brutality and cruelty. In fact, the image is one of peace and contentment with both the Master and slave, suggesting that each accepts his place and is even comforted by it.
And in that light, the arrangement is almost beautiful in its perfection.
Dom/sub encounters often involve some form of humiliation. Sometimes it’s physical abuse – slapping, spanking, spitting, etc. – and sometimes it involves verbal abuse.
While they might work momentarily on a faggot, these techniques rarely have long-lasting value in terms of training.
A more potent approach can be seen clearly in these two video clips from Apex Alpha @nyc_alpha. In them, Master NYC uses his own cock and balls to level a silent condemnation of the faggot forced to submit to true power.
This is a Hierarchical lesson it (and the rest of us) are unlikely to ever forget.
Here’s @nyc_Alpha with another gorgeous fetish clip that also features a deep lesson.
He’s an Apex Alpha. He’s straight. By all rights, he doesn’t need to invest much of himself in molding and guiding the life and thought processes of a faggot.
Yet here he is taking a keen interest in helping to improve the faggot groveling at his feet.
This is what separates great Alphas from the rest of the pack. These greatest Alphas see themselves as teachers and mentors to the weak and the timid. And while a faggot cannot attain the type of power Alphas have, these lessons can bring the faggot some peace and purpose, and thereby make them better instruments of service.
Recently I was discussing what being a faggot was/meant with a friend and I tried my best to explain to him what it was. I even read some excerpts from your blog and from the Q&A section you provide and he still thinks it’s just a kink and that I’m just a “excited bottom.”
Hi brother,
I’m sorry you’re dealing with this. It’s very difficult to help people understand that being a faggot is something inborn and intrinsic to our identity. It’s probably the most fundamental aspect of our lives. It is as natural to us as sexual desire is to any other male. Serving a Man is our entire purpose.
I long ago gave up trying to convince certain people of the truth. They’re conditioned by either their own prejudice or by society to believe that nobody would or should be enslaved by and serve another Man.
Let me tell you this, though – when you explain it to the RIGHT Men, their eyes light up with a sudden realization of the truth. And that’s a magical moment, one that makes being a proud faggot worth all of the trouble. We are fulfilling our Hierarchical purpose and representing the truth of it.
So I wouldn’t worry too much about it. Your friend is a beta male who refuses to accept Hierarchical positioning because it doesn’t favor him. There are Men who will naturally understand, though. Focus on them.
Hey, Sam! Wassup?? I’m a young alpha and I recently discovered your medias. I think your ideology is beautiful and I really want to use a fagg, own him and be mentored by other Alphas. So my question is: Is there a group for it? Like a discord, WhatsApp or whatever. I really would like to get to know more Alphas, being taught by them and faggs, dominating them online. Well, thanks!
Thank you for writing, Sir!
Congratulations on embracing your Alphahood, Sir! Exciting!
You show great wisdom in seeking out mentorship from another Alpha! All great Alphas have mentors and seek guidance from other examples. Real Men are very technically-oriented and like to receive hands-on training. In a subject as nuanced as Alphahood, mentorship is crucial!
Here’s the thing about groups – they aren’t really productive as far as training goes. And from what I’ve ever seen, Alphas typically mentor one-on-one so that the training can be focused and tailored to each specific Alpha. And honestly, most Alphas (even the most gregarious ones) have a “lone wolf” side to their personalities.
I have some Alphas that might be interested in mentoring a young Alpha like yourself, Sir. I encourage you to reach out to me via email if possible. My email address is fagsworshipalphas@gmail.com. Thank you, Sir!
As my readers know, I sometimes drive Uber/Lyft at night for extra cash and to meet different kinds of people. It’s a good way to keep engaging with various types of personalities, and I’m a social person by nature anyway.
Every so often I get an Alpha in my car. It’s always an honor to serve these Men in this way.
Last night I was called to a Quik Trip to pick up a Man named Nick. As I sat there waiting, I saw a tall, nicely-muscular younger Man with a sharp jawline and piercing eyes strutting toward me.
Obvious Alpha. And it turned out he was also the Nick who was hiring me for a ride.
I’m not a shy faggot, nor am I ashamed to be a faggot. When I am confronted with such obvious Alphahood, I’m going to talk to him about it.
So I began to make a couple of test statements during our conversation about the fact that he is Alpha. And he agreed! He admitted that he’s always been told he’s Alpha.
Then more obvious facts about his life supported it. He was Homecoming King in high school, and team leader in sports. He works in construction, and at every job he’s ever started he’s often quickly promoted to positions of responsibility.
But then he began to tell me how he noticed that there are two types of Alphas, which he called “good” and “bad” Alphas. I told him I call them “Protector” and “Destroyer” Alphas. Alpha Nick seemed to like that.
“You’re a Protector Alpha,” I told him.
“Yes I am,” he replied, “but I wasn’t always.”
When we reached the destination, I parked the car and we sat and talked. About Hierarchy. About the fact that he is born to lead, and faggots like me are born to follow.
And Alpha Nick was elevated by the conversation. “It’s so great that you accept your place and that we can talk about this. It makes me feel good to hear this from other guys.”
I’ve often said that Men understand Hierarchy at a genetic level. It’s simply understood by all Males regardless of Hierarchical positioning. This fact was revealed by our conversation last night. Alpha Nick and I discussed the truth about Hierarchy together, each acknowledging and accepting the truth about the other.
In the end, Alpha Nick left me energized with new power, and I was left humbled and grateful. This is how Hierarchy is supposed to work between Males.
Alpha Nick gave me his number so we can keep in touch. I hope he puts me to work. He’s a 31-year-old married Alpha with kids, so sadly I doubt he would need domestic service from a faggot like me.
But my car is always his chariot, and I, his humbled and grateful chauffeur.
Fucking faggots … always talking a good game. But when it comes down to taking action, they curl up in the fetal position and pull back.
Service to an Alpha Male isn’t about being humiliated over Skype or being “cash raped” through an app. Fulfillment can’t be found during a pathetic masturbation episode, or licking a toilet seat in an empty restroom.
It involves actually submitting to a Man and serving HIM.
The new tool May I Serve You Sir? exists to facilitate that service. To make it easier for faggots to introduce themselves to Alphas, and to introduce Alphas to faggot service.
How to teach arrogant guy who always deny his faggot identify about hierarchy? I noticed a friend of mine who was very arrogant in daily life secretly wearing a chastity device.
Thank you very much Sir! I really appreciate this question!
Faggots are typically in denial at the beginning. Even I was technically in denial even though I really didn’t know faggotry existed until it was suddenly revealed to me by my first Alpha. By “in denial,” it mostly involved me hiding the fact that I was gay behind a facade of heterosexuality. My first Alpha saw through that easily.
Same with you and this faggot, Sir. Your Alpha sixth sense is detecting the true nature of this friend. The knowledge of the chastity cage only provided verification for what you already knew.
I want you to know that the “arrogance” you speak of is merely a front to hide behind. The faggot is hoping that you and other Men will not uncover the truth about it. But this is an impossible dream, of course. Faggots cannot hide what they are from Men, or themselves.
Honestly, Sir, what really needs to happen is what Master Jin did with Chin last year. Simply force the faggot to submit and service you. Don’t be shy about it, Sir. Nature gave you the birthright to take whatever you want from a faggot, to own a faggot, to use it for whatever you want. This faggot is crying out to be set free emotionally from the hell it lives in right now. It craves a safe space where it can “fag out” and become the thing it was born to be.
You have both the power and the authority to make that happen, Sir.
I do hope you will act, Sir. It doesn’t even need to be sexual service (like a blowjob), but having the faggot kneel and kiss/worship your feet might be enough. Just make the faggot accept its inferior status, and watch that phony arrogance crumble to dust.
This is part of a series of articles chronicling the rise of straight Alpha Tom, a friend of Sir Rob who has just discovered the wonders of faggot service and worship. CLICK HERE to read the rest of this thread in chronological order!
You may have had the same reaction I had – some variation of “HOLY FUCK!” – when you read Sir Rob’s account of introducing the use of faggots to his longtime straight friend Tom (CLICK HERE). Master Tom’s instantaneous acceptance and use of faggots surprised even me with my long history of serving straight Alphas.
Even more surprising was Master Tom’s next action upon returning from their trip: enslaving a faggot of his own!
I knew I needed to talk to Master Tom. Sir Rob, ever the kind god, talked Master Tom into signing up on social media so I could talk to him. I am so grateful he arranged that interview, because Master Tom has proven to be a stunning example of pure, natural-born Alphahood.
So first, some background. Master Tom has a high-powered job in criminal justice. He’s been married twice. He has four Alpha sons (ages 21, 18, 16, and 15) and two younger daughters.
In true Alpha fashion, Master Tom lost his virginity at age 15 by fucking his friend’s girlfriend and then beating up his friend when the friend tried to fight him over the incident. Throughout his life, Master Tom has always had multiple side pieces to fuck outside of any relationship he ever had. “My need for sex is too great for just one person,” he said bluntly.
I asked Master Tom about the recent night when Sir Rob introduced him to the use of faggots.
I guess (the fag) just flirted with (Sir Rob) at the bar and I just looked. I was intrigued. I’ve never seen a person look at another one with so much desire to serve in their eyes. Then it happened so fast, it felt like a part of me awakened when I saw them fucking. I wanted a piece of that. I’ve never thought about getting fag service, but now I definitely do.
I then asked Master Tom what he thought when he slid his dick into his first piece of fag pussy, and he said, “I thought, ‘it’s fucking tight!’”
Then he added:
No but really something just switched in my brain and told me to go all out on his ass and I did, I plowed that fag bitch like crazy.
I asked Master Tom how he felt after he finished breeding his first faggot. He said:
Insatiable. I wanted more and more and more. I wanted that faggot to be drenched in my fucking cum. I felt like I couldn’t ever stop breeding, that my dick would never go soft. I felt like a predator hunting a prey.
So after the trip ended, Master Tom returned to his everyday life. However, like so many other Alphas who discover this secret power, Master Tom now saw everything differently. He also began noticing signals around him that he used to overlook.
I got back to work and started noticing the faggots more. One of them caught my eye, Max, an intern. His eagerness, always wanting to please me, get me coffee, food. Letting him know if I want a massage… All that stuff. Complimenting me a LOT.
Faggots are programmed to send off these signals to Alphas around them, but straight Alphas like Master Tom aren’t honing in on that frequency because they’re always hunting female pussy. But once they experience the magic of faggot worship, it’s almost like they are color-blind people putting on chromatic-tinted glasses and seeing the world in color for the first time.
So Master Tom wasted no time.
I made him blow me in the bathroom, to which he happily complied, then took him back to my appartment and gave him my dick all night long. Bred him 3 times and made him blow me another 2 times.
Now Master Tom owns his first faggot! I asked if he had plans to put the faggot into chastity.
Yah I don’t think he needs it. First of all, his dick his tiny, like very tiny. Second, in all the times I fucked him he didn’t touch his tiny dick even once and came from just having my cock in his ass.
Then I asked Master Tom about his Alpha sons. He’s very close to them. The youngest son just recently lost his virginity, and all of the Alphas in the house celebrated with beers together afterward.
But I was curious – would Master Tom be willing to introduce his four Alpha sons to the use of faggots?
Yeah, Without a doubt. Yeah I’m new but I love it already. I want them to know that kind of worship too.
Amazing!
This is what it means for an Alpha to ascend. It involves a superior Man accepting a new level of Kingship. GODHOOD.
Alphas live in an exclusive club. They know the other members in the club by the steely, uncompromising glint in their eyes and the relentless, gravitational confidence they exude.
Being a part of this club means taking responsibility for each other, teaching each other, and pushing each other to greater heights.
It is a brotherhood as ancient as human life itself, a sacred code passed from generation to generation.
Sir Rob has now passed it to Master Tom. And Master Tom may pass it onto his sons.
For faggots, our glory comes as we sacrifice our bodies and lives upon the altar of our Alpha gods so they may feast on us, be filled with unspeakable powers, and ascend.
Hello! I hope this reaches you well. My closest friend and I have always discussed sexual fantasies and feelings with one another. He is a gay male, and I am a straight female. Our sexual fantasies, for the most part, are identical – we both want a lesser slave who’s learned his place in the world, to use how we see fit, sexually and for his labor and money. My friend recently got interested in this blog, and, I admit, so have I. He’s very much into being an Alpha – which I think he certainly is – and rising to his calling, and has told me he thinks of me as an Alpha too. However, my initial reaction was that I can’t be an Alpha, being a woman. Simply put, is there any possibility of being an Alpha, given that I am female, or would it be a separate thing? Thanks, Billie
Hi! Thanks for writing!
I don’t believe in Alpha females. Why? Because almost all women are weaker than Men physically, and any “dominance” they try to exhibit or enforce comes off as play-acting. I’m as much of a faggot as anybody, but aside from some female MMA fighters or weightlifters, I can pretty much subdue any female who tries to overpower me. It’s laughable.
For someone to be Alpha, they must be superior in a variety of different ways. They must be able to generate respect and submission from inferiors. What female can do that to the extent that a Male Alpha can?
Let’s look at it this way: Imagine there are two rooms. In one room, you have an Alpha and a lesbian. In the other, you have a female domme and a faggot. I guarantee you that the lesbian would recognize the male Alpha as an Alpha regardless of sexual orientation, and she would respect the Alpha to some degree. But if some so-called domme tried to push a faggot around in a room alone, there wouldn’t be the respect from the faggot that the lesbian had for the Alpha.
I find female dommes to be simply entitled, bitchy girls who are overconfident in their place within the human Hierarchy.
[end rant] Having said that, your gay Alpha friend might take umbrage to a faggot stating an opinion that directly violates his opinion. I certainly welcome his advice or critique of what I’ve said to you. But I get the feeling he was just saying that to make you feel better because he cares about you.
Hello, I’m a teen and since the beginning of my adolescence, I was confused with my sexuality. I’ve came to the conclusion that I’m bisexual but I still don’t know if I am right. I thought that I was a bottom because I’m not that muscular like other tops. However I tried sucking some older guy’s dick and I hated it. But in the end he sucked mine. And I fantasized about being someone’s bitch but when I’m not masturbating the thought of having a dick in my ass makes me mad because I’m not someone’s sex toy to relieve themselves. Maybe I have low self-esteem and that’s why I have those thoughts or I am just a bottom I still don’t know. I would like your opinion about this.
Hello my friend! Thank you for writing!
I think your reasoning is wrong about being a bottom. You may be scrawny, but that doesn’t mean you must be a faggot. There are plenty of skinny twink Tops, and plenty of muscle fags. Your body type doesn’t dictate what you are. The person you are inside decides that.
Frankly, I’d put good money on the idea that you are really a TOP rather than a bottom. You weren’t meant to suck dick or get fucked. You were born to get sucked and fuck. Readjust your thinking, try the other side, and see if it doesn’t suit you more!
Hey Sam, I came upon your blog and I was intrigued. I’ve been reading your blog for about several days now. You have this Hierarchy philosophy which I’m curious to learn more about. Do you have any centralized resources which expound on it a little bit more? I quite like your writing style of showing how a particular example is an artifact of Hierarchy theory, but I’d like to read something more detailed and abstract. In any case, I do have a question.
In most of your posts, you talk about the dichotomy of males into faggots and alphas. A common thread in your blog is that many times, males (I use this term as you use the term “Man” to refer to alphas) fail to realize their “true calling” which leads to dissatisfaction. Is it the case that all males can be truly divided into these two categories, or do there exist “normal males” which are in the middle? Or is it the case that all males which appear normal only haven’t fully realized their true potential? -Ckabu
Well, this is a big, complicated paragraph! First of all, I’m glad to have you as a reader! You’re thoughtful and you take the information seriously, which I appreciate!
I do mostly deal with Alphas and faggots on this blog because they represent the two extremes of the Hierarchical model. However, I have often broken the Hierarchy down into its parts and discussed them, most notably HERE and HERE. Hope that answers your question!
Look at the glorious Alpha King @wagyu_99 sitting back and enjoying the throat of his latest conquest!
The first time I laid my eyes upon this budding Apex Alpha, I was stunned. He only had a few hundred followers when he clearly deserved hundreds of thousands.
I began writing to him, but he wouldn’t respond. Undaunted, I began praising him endlessly on Twitter and pushing every post relentlessly.
And finally the great god noticed me at his feet!
The more I communicated with him, the more I realized the actual extent of his power. I also came to know that, while he understands faggots exist to serve him, we are also valuable possessions that improve with kindness and care.
But the service always comes first, as it should!
Look at him using his faggot! You know you would love to be mounted and bred by his perfect Man!
The King above is Roxas (@roxas_caelum), a 22-year-old black Alpha who has developed a fondness for fisting and loves ramming his big dick into the faggots who submit to him.
I asked him about how he began to understand the purpose of faggots, and he said this:
That’s a great question. I first understood their purpose when I met this guy off grindr. He said he was a sub bttm looking for a top.
I went over to his place the door was unlocked and he was waiting on his knees. He then started to kiss my shoes and licking them. It was weird at first but I let him continue because I just wanted to fuck him and go but then things got interesting. He then began to take off my shoes and socks and he started to sniff my shoes like he was sniffing poppers. Then I decided to rub my feet on his face which he like and then he said use me however u like.
I then picked him up and put him on the couch ass up face down. I then ripped his underwear just enough to expose his pink hole. I started eating him out and he began to moan like a girl. I turned him around after a few minutes of eating him out and pulled out my hard cock. He looked at it like he’d seen the Pearly Gates of Heaven. I then shoved my cock in his throat he was choking on it he was tapping me I wasn’t going to let go eventually when he turned purple I let go and he was gasping for air. That’s when I knew he would really let me do anything I want to him.
I was in a bit of a hurry and I needed to get that release so I brought him to the bedroom that’s when I ripped his underwear bit more. Then spat on his hole and shoved my big fat cock in his ass he was crying. I continued the fucking. He didn’t even push me back he just let it happen eventually when I came and pulled out there was cum dripping out of his ass and he said thank u sir that’s when I realized the purpose of faggots: they’re only here to get fucked and serve men.
Since this incident a few years ago Master Roxas has expanded his use of faggots. Here he is using some of them:
So I was mulling over the contents of the revolutionary new book May I Serve You, Sir? (yes, I said “revolutionary”) and I thought I’d expand it a bit. Now there’s a brand new chapter filled with lots of true testimonials from straight Men who own and use faggots AND LOVE IT!
The whole point of this book is to get it into the hands of Alphas so that they can be moved to action by the contents within. This is an area I know quite well from both my personal experience and on this site.
I had a Twitter Alpha (who specializes in a variation of the same Alpha dick/fag dick meme every other day) question my suitability (presumably because I’m a faggot) in creating this book, which I found laughable in the extreme.
There are two things my fag ego will not accept:
Questions about my intention.
Questions about my ability.
My intention with this entire enterprise has been to push Hierarchy into the mainstream because it is the most basic truth in human life. I’ve put everything out there in the furtherance of this cause, moreso than most.
And my abilities in this area are beyond doubt. I dare anyone to peruse the wealth of true stories in my right sidebar chronicling Alphas who have come to understand and use faggots based on my writings on this website and my personal coaching. I don’t spend my days creating “tiny fag dick” memes for attention. I write truly life-changing information.
So I’m quite proud of and confident in this book. Used correctly, it should create a lot of attention.
The first book published by FWA is designed to help faggots meet and serve Alphas!
A new tool in a faggot’s arsenal!
It’s called “May I Serve You Sir?” It’s a softcover booklet that leads prospective Alphas through Hierarchy and teaches them about the use of faggots!
Leave a copy in a gym bag, on a car, or just hand it to them! Inside you can leave contact information! Buy a couple of copies so you’ll always have one ready for that random encounter!
In addition to the book, you’ll have the full weight of the information on fagsworshipalphas.com to support you!
There has never been anything like this unique and powerful tool for any faggot struggling to make introductions with Alphas!
THERE HAS NEVER BEEN A MOMENT LIKE THIS ONE! Together, we can start introducing the TRUTH about HIERARCHY to the masses!
When you do a podcast, you sometimes feel like you’re talking into a void. But then you get feedback from people, and it becomes clear: they ARE listening. And that’s really the reward to this entire endeavor with FWA – changing lives.
Some episodes of the podcast have received more than the usual amount of feedback. One such episode was the latest one, Hierarchy #58 on Domestic Faggots (CLICK HERE). That episode is especially close to my heart because (a) I dearly love domestic service, and (b) I know that domestic service is a perfect (or only) way for some faggots to fulfill their purpose.
The feedback on this episode was especially encouraging, but I want to share this letter I received from a faggot flight attendant named Chad.
Hi faggot sam,
I am one of Master Max’s mentees and actually came out as a domestic fag thru reading fags worship alphas.
I am not much for sex, and had a very bad accident that took away much of my sex drive, but i go wild for domestic service. I have always had a thing for it, but was always too embarrassed, ashamed etc to do anything about it. It is like you said, i feel very at ease and relaxed when i am cleaning an alphas home. It does not feel awkward to me. It is kind of a turn on if I am cleaning for him so he can spend his time being an alpha, going to the gym, building his career, or having fun with his friends.
I want to thank you for what you said about being valued as a chore fag. Our loyalty, dedication is actually what a smart Alpha would want. HE can trust us. Made me feel really good and you described me to the tee. I have had to take a break from serving due to a family situation and a second job I was asked to chair a committee that turned into a ton of work. Not to mention a full time job in customer service. You made me realize that people really value me and pile on the work and responsibility because that is what i am here for. (really miss doing domestic service).
Anytime, I would be grateful for the chance to speak with you. i always like to learn from other fags. Have a great night and thanks again for everything you do.
What a beautiful, heart-stirring letter! You can truly hear the deep yearning in Chad for this form of service!
Like I said in the podcast, domestic service makes a faggot complete. The dedication and focus required truly trains the faggot mind for selfless service.
But for Alphas, owning domestic faggots is probably as close to Kingship as any modern Man is likely to experience in his life. As Chad puts it, this is something “smart Alphas” should want.
I really hope Chad’s heartfelt letter inspires other faggots to put more effort into this vital form of worship! Not only would you be helping Alphas live a better life, but you will also find a deeper fulfillment and a more enriching experience as a valuable faggot!
So, I have a faggot for a boyfriend. We play the Master/slave relationship occasionally to spice-up our relationship. I’m new to this type of relationship, but love every second of it. My question is how do I make the faggot a 24/7 slave? I can’t just ask him, as he is a faggot, and doesn’t have the choice does he?
Thank you for writing to me, Master!
This is a very interesting situation, Sir! This sentence made my heart soar: “I love every second of it.” Isn’t it deeply fulfilling to finally find the purpose for which you were born, Sir? Isn’t it thrilling to finally find the kind of worship and service you’ve always deserved? That is the magic of the Hierarchy. It is the TRUTH.
So your boyfriend openly admits it is a faggot, but you only “play” at the Master/slave dynamic “occasionally”? Pardon me, Sir, but that doesn’t make much sense from my point of view. If you are Alpha and your boyfriend is a faggot, then these roles are not something you can put on and take off like a costume. Either your boyfriend is your faggot 24/7 or it is not truly a faggot.
But honestly, your boyfriend doesn’t really have a choice. As the Alpha, you are the one who makes that decision, Master.
Here’s what I suggest, Master: buy your faggot a chastity cage. Make it a moment where you sit it down and tell it that you want it to fully submit to you and worship you. Then tell it that you are going to put it into chastity, and see what it says. IF IT DOESN’T SUBMIT, then your faggot is only pretending to be a faggot and isn’t as submissive as it projects. IF IT DOES, then there is some hope that this faggot will be willing and able to properly fulfill your needs.
I do think chastity is a very important step to take, Master. View it like a wedding ring. It is a sacred bond between a Master and his faggot that reinforces their Hierarchical position and purpose in relation to each other. For a faggot, it eventually realigns the faggot’s mind to focus on you and your pleasure in all things.
A life of denial is ultimately good for a faggot, so don’t feel guilty about taking this step, Master.
As the faggot works through its chastity in service to you, emotional things will come up (like rebellion, shame, etc.) that can lead to moments of clarity and understanding between you two. When you clean your faggot’s genitalia, these moments of tenderness and love can be deeply moving and binding.
As you can see, I’m a fan of chastity. I’ve really changed my stance on it over the years.
I also don’t know how much your faggot is handling domestic duties, but it should start handling all of them. You might enforce a list of daily chores. Get the faggot into a mindset of service first.
And you might also consider either urinating on the faggot or making it drink your piss. Piss is very humiliating, but the scent markers in your urine are also powerful triggers for a faggot. Same with scenting your faggot and training it on the smells of your body. In particular, your balls carry high concentrations of pheromones and testosterone that act as a hypnotic for faggots. It’s just as Nature intended, Master!
I hope some of this makes sense to you and provides some help! With skill and cooperation, you can definitely make this boyfriend your full-time faggot. Once that happens, you will both be fulfilled!
I’ve dealt with a lot of flaky faggots over the years, and I haven’t always been kind to them. Most of the time I rain down unholy terror upon those who know they’re faggots and accept that fact, but they’re too selfish or too gutless to actually serve.
But occasionally I come across a faggot who truly doesn’t understand what’s happening to him and really wishes it would stop, but his nature won’t allow him to go back. That’s what happened with a faggot I will call Stan.
Stan contacted me and asked for my advice regarding his current situation. He was in a heterosexual relationship with a girl (not married), but something had recently happened with his best friend. It seems that he and his best friend used to jack off to straight porn together, an act that is surprisingly common among straight males these days.
But then Stan’s best friend broke his wrist in a sporting accident. And one weekend while the best friend’s girlfriend was out of town, Stan was with him and they were looking at porn together. And the best friend was struggling to get off without the use of his hand.
So Stan felt obligated (his words) to help his friend out by stroking his cock for him. But it wasn’t working. So the best friend told Stan to get it wet, so Stan spit into his hand to add lubrication. Still nothing.
So the best friend grabbed Stan’s head and shoved it down onto his dick. And Stan sucked his best friend off until he came in Stan’s mouth.
I asked Stan if he swallowed. “Well, yes, I didn’t want to disrespect him,” replied Stan.
Ooookaayyyy.
So the best friend then told another friend in their group about Stan’s cocksucking, and the other friend wanted to try it out. So the best friend ordered Stan to go over and service the other friend, and Stan did it.
You know what happens next, right? Before long, Stan is servicing a bunch of their friends, of course.
Stan came to me legitimately confused and afraid. He said he doesn’t want to do these things anymore.
“So stop,” I told Stan.
“But I’m not supposed to let Men down,” replied Stan.
“Straight Men don’t talk like that,” I said bluntly.
Ultimately it was decided that Stan is NOT straight because he wasn’t going to stop sucking their dicks. So I told Stan to immediately go and break up with his girlfriend.
And he immediately went over to her house and broke up with her!
Then I told Stan to go to his best friend and thank him for opening his eyes to the truth. And he did that, too! Then the best friend used Stan again.
To add insult to injury, the best friend is now fucking his ex-girlfriend.
But even though Stan has taken these steps, he’s still miserably unhappy. “I feel bad sucking dick, and now I don’t have a girlfriend, either,” said Stan.
You know what is causing this issue? It’s Stan’s inability to let go of his former (fake) heterosexual life and embrace the truth about his place as a faggot in service to Men.
I was in Stan’s shoes when I was 17 years old. I was dating and “fucking” girls then when my straight Alpha best friend forced me into service and I became his cocksucker.
The only difference between Stan and I is the speed of assimilation. I quickly embraced being a faggot and went on a voracious cocksucking spree for several years before settling into serious and devoted service. I didn’t waste any time once I knew what I was and what I was supposed to do.
Stan is wasting time. He’s also causing himself irreparable harm by pathetically brooding over things that cannot be changed. Yes, it can be put away … for a while. But it’s never going to stop.
Acceptance of purpose is a gift we give ourselves. We give ourselves permission to become whatever Nature has chosen for us. We soon discover that it’s okay to be this way, that sometimes following the true path is better than following the “correct” path.
I sincerely hope Stan can find that acceptance for himself. No more second-guessing, no more shame.
If he can’t, he will forever wander in an anguished twilight of ceaseless fear and emptiness.
When we think about the process of drilling for oil, it can largely be reduced down to a few simple steps. A large drill bit gradually burrows into the earth on the end of an extending rod. Once the drill bit reaches the hidden reservoir of oil thousands of feet below the surface, it punctures the lid on the reservoir of oil. When punctured, the oil in the reservoir – which is under tremendous pressure – bursts out in a tremendously powerful and dangerous explosion from the newly-dug shaft.
True cunting is like that. It is the puncturing of a faggot’s deepest, most intimate reservoir, and unpredictably setting it loose.
I’ve been cunted a number of times (not to sound slutty, but I’ve seriously lost count) over my 22 years as a faggot. I still think the most extraordinary cunting was my first. That unexpected drop, the clenching explosions deep inside my body, the dizziness, the paralysis … it was like I had touched a high voltage wire with my pussy. It came out of nowhere and scared me to death. I’ve had sleep paralysis episodes, and I had the same out of body experience with cunting. Except cunting feels MUCH better!
But here’s something that didn’t ever happen to me: I never broke down emotionally or sobbed uncontrollably. I’m highly emotional, but I do consider myself to be a very stable faggot. If anything, cunting made me immediately hungry for more rutting, like a cat that has been stroked agreeably.
However, it seems like I might be in the minority. I continue to receive tales from faggots about how their cunting caused them to become overwhelmed with emotion and weep deeply. Sometimes this reaction scares the Alpha, who mistakenly thinks he’s hurt the faggot.
Rather than hurt the faggot, the cunting he delivered penetrated the deepest layers of the faggot’s soul, causing those emotions to burst forth like penetrated reservoirs of oil.
I was really touched by the story Cody the faggot once shared about such a cunting back in October, 2019 (CLICK HERE) where he broke down while being cunted by Sir Titus.
So I suppose it’s poetic that Cody was there to help his new fag brother Pinky deal with a similar cunting delivered by Master Dylan a couple of days ago.
Here’s Pinky:
Last night was my night for one on one with Master Dylan. He truly cunted me for a long time and then it happened.
I passed out and entered this other feeling, like I was drunk on his essence. I could feel myself crying with emotions and he asked me if I was okay, and I was, so he kept pounding my hole.
It was the most incredible experience I have ever had before!!! I felt really connected to him, like I’ve never felt so connected to someone before.
He didn’t do a fast rut or anything but it was deep and even and I felt drunk in a way. Drunk on him.
I was so embarrassed (about crying) at first, but Dylan told me to let it out. That I was a broken fag before him but he would put me back together and make me even better.
I borrowed one of Ethan’s plugs after when he was done with me and kept his cum in me until it had been absorbed. I don’t know if it was a mental thing or if there was something chemical but I felt so good having his cum in me.
Pinky transcended!
All I can say is that I’m glad these faggots have had this experience gifted to them by Apex Protector Alphas like Sir Titus and Master Dylan! I’m especially blown away by Master Dylan. Fag ownership at this level is new to him, and honestly, he didn’t initially strike me as a particularly caring or tender Master.
But I was completely wrong. Write down the date. Yes, I am admitting my fault (LOL).
Master Dylan showed such a wide emotional range and a depth of understanding and tenderness with Pinky that I didn’t know he had. We must remember that cunting is alien to Men; they’ve never experienced it or can even fully comprehend it aside from the visible effects of their rut.
Yet Master Dylan held his shivering, weeping faggot and talked him through this most emotional experience. I’m so proud of him!
Cunting is the moment a Man claims more than the body of his faggot, but also claims its soul. The rut of the Man punctures the reservoirs hidden in the deepest place in a faggot, opens it, and causes an overwhelming rush of emotional oil.
It is the purest moment between a Man and a faggot, and it is more valuable than all of the oil on Earth.
Hierarchy is inescapable. No matter how we flee from the truth about ourselves, no matter how many times we hide or construct cages of lies around ourselves, we simply cannot circumvent what Nature baked into our genetics.
It’s like a crippled child believing he can run a marathon. No amount of wishing will make that imagined reality possible. The child is crippled, will always be crippled, and the child’s dream will never come true.
So I think it is with people who end up in marriages where the dynamic isn’t quite right. One (or both) of the partners hasn’t been fully honest with themselves, and got into the marriage thinking that it was the “right” thing to do or that it might magically solve their problems. The imagined outcome in that circumstance will never come true.
Fortunately, marriage – unlike the crippled kid above – can be fixed with some soul searching and honesty.
With that in mind, I’d like to introduce you to a wonderful faggot named Nathan. He is the fag wife married to an Alpha named Wes. I use Hierarchical roles for them now because Nathan has recently come to realize and accept his faghood after years of resisting the call within him.
Here’s Nathan’s account of the origins of their marriage:
Thank you so much for putting your site together. It’s been a huge help for me. I’m married to my alpha, Wes. We did not start out as alpha/faggot but as time went on we started to fall into those roles. I didn’t understand it at first but your site helped me realize I was just born a faggot and he was born an alpha. I’m new to this realization. I mean we have had dom/sub sex but nothing full time. Now I feel it needs to be full time. After realizing I’m a faggot I find myself instantly drawn to alphas. Like all I want to do is be on my knees kissing their feet to show respect. That feeling is so powerful for me.
We met ten years ago online. I should’ve known that he was an Alpha from the beginning. The first night we met I swore to myself we would just hang out and nothing more. By the time he left that night I had two loads in me. We dated for a while and really enjoyed each other’s company. At first things were totally vanilla between the two of us. But slowly we got into some kink roleplay, light bondage, etc… Just small things at first and it began to develop over time to something larger.
At one point a couple of years ago he brought up to me that he was an Alpha and he felt that I was a faggot. At first, I wasn’t sure about any of this but we tried it for a little while and I was very happy in the role. But then life got in the way and I just lost that feeling of being horny and I began to think that maybe I was just a faggot for roleplay only. Thankfully my Alpha was very patient with me and stuck it out with me as I figured things out. Now I am currently extremely happy. I was recently locked into chastity and I can’t tell you how much better I feel now that I am locked up. He wears the key around his neck. I strain in my cage every single time I see that key on his neck knowing he controls me that much.
I think I let the word “faggot” get in my head because we were taught for so long that it was a slur that shouldn’t be used. I think that it just took a long time for me to finally accept that faggot isn’t an insult. It’s who I am at my core.
I do feel we love each other but you are right that there is something much more primal at work. I feel my devotion to him growing every single day. And when I feel I have disappointed him it is like a knife in my heart. I just try my best to make him as happy as possible. Me being locked up makes him very pleased.
Isn’t this amazing? You see, marriage doesn’t need to be the final say on one’s fulfillment. We continue to grow and discover new things about ourselves and our partners through the experiences shared together.
In this case, Nathan the faggot was fortunate to be owned by/married to a keen, insightful, and fully-developed Alpha like Wes. Master Wes saw through Nathan’s fog of denial to the faggot hiding within him (Alphas do this very well, by the way).
It required patience and vision on the part of Master Wes to allow his fag bride to realize his true self. Protector Alphas like him do this constantly. They take the inferiors in their care, lift them into their strong arms, and give them the space and safety they need to fulfill their Hierarchical purpose. They already know what we are … they want to help us realize it as well.
I can only imagine how dream-like their marriage is for Master Wes now that his fag wife has finally accepted the truth! Not only is Nathan able to fully experience the bliss of truly serving an astounding Alpha, but Master Wes is also able to fully flex his Alphahood in a way he hasn’t been able to do before.
Going back to our opening analogy, it must be like that crippled kid miraculously being healed and suddenly able to stand, walk, and run. Now both Master Wes and his faggot Nathan can run, and run together.
By accepting Hierarchy, they have made their traditional marriage a more perfect union.
Well, it’s official! FagsWorshipAlphas.com has made it to the five-year mark!
In website years, that’s probably like 85 years old. Let’s face it – most independent websites don’t survive five years, or at least not in an active form.
That’s especially remarkable given the blog’s survival through the absolute shit-show of the Tumblr implosion of late 2018. The site limped between two worlds (the new Tumblrverse, and the rest of humanity) for another year before Tumblr pulled the plug, and eventually forcing me to accept a new world of independence.
It’s never been better.
Honestly, the last year of this five-year run has been the most spectacular, awe-inspiring, and humbling year of my time in the community. The site was always a lightning rod for some incredible true stories, but this year blew me away. It seemed like fireworks around here almost daily for much of it, with my fingers typing as quickly as they could in order to keep up with the gushing torrents of real-life experiences washing over me.
To celebrate, I made a little celebratory video. Is it too self-congratulatory? Eh, maybe a tad. However, I do stand by this statement – there is NO OTHER WEBSITE doing what I’ve done here as consistently for so long. And, frankly, there are none doing it better or more thoroughly. Muhammad Ali never apologized for saying he’s the greatest because he knew it was the truth. So do I.
That said, I live in a state of perpetual restlessness about the site and its outreach. I want to force this message about Hierarchy into the mainstream, and continue to explore various avenues to accomplish that.
The Hierarchy Podcast is one of those new avenues. I really wish I would’ve started it sooner, but I just didn’t have a lot of time (still don’t, really). Somehow the podcast has been accepted by both iTunes and Spotify, and the audience seems to be growing. Anytime you have mid-thirties straight Alphas listening to your fagcast with their buddies, you must be doing something right!
The coincide with the growing podcast, I’ve rebranded the Hierarchy clothing line. I pulled the “store” down from Amazon and built a sister site for the merchandise at FWAOfficial.com on Shopify, a very safe marketplace. I also have a new manufacturer handling the production, since I wasn’t thrilled with the lack of quality and variety at Amazon.
There will be some of the old, more popular designs from the previous iteration of the original store.
We also have a couple of new hats for sale there, too:
So there it is – FagsWorshipAlphas.com has made it to the five year anniversary! And there’s one thing I can promise you right now:
From time to time I get a question about the historicity of faggots and the verifiable existence of Hierarchical roles from an historical perspective.
I’ve certainly covered this subject from a variety of angles, from art and literature to its use among the elite in ancient civilizations.
But this truly extraordinary article published on Men’s Variety yesterday blows apart any previous hesitation anyone might have in believing that Hierarchy has always existed among Men. In it, the author details how the Roman Army utilized a group of young cocksuckers known as the Hastasus who would be required to service the dicks of the strapping Roman soldiers.
These Hastasus soldiers (faggots) had to completely swallow the ten-day loads of these Roman gladiators (Alphas) or else face execution.
Make no mistake – this is just one line of evidence in the growing body of historical proof of the power and truth of Hierarchy. Yes, faggots have ALWAYS served Alpha Males, sexually or otherwise. It is a natural fact of human life.
I encourage everyone to read this amazing piece of work!
Here are a couple of other articles about faggots in history and literature:
I feel sorry for straight Men who are married. They are literally lions in cages, desperate to hunt.
But it’s not just marriage that creates that cage around them. It’s also the perception that their only option is to find another female to use to express their inner dominance. They refuse to consider using a faggot for such relief out of fear of social stigma or feelings of shame. They’ve been taught by society that male-on-male sex is filthy and disgusting.
I’ve always railed against that notion for obvious reasons, but now I’m beginning to see how this societal limitation is actually a test, a hurdle over which only truly Alpha Males can leap. It’s like how sheep can be kept in a pen with a fence they can easily leap over, yet they remain in the pen. So it is with married straight beta males who stay within the safe confines of their societally-approved pen.
But Alphas do not stay in the pen. Why? Because POWER cannot be contained, and those seeking true power want power over ALL, not just an approved group.
So we might view married straight Alpha Males as sheep in the pen. Which ones are Alpha? The ones that leap over the fence and begin to use faggots for worship! These Men demonstrate Alphahood by their refusal to accept limitations on their pleasure and on their power!
They are Men who take anything they want whenever they want, societal expectations be damned!
When viewed Hierarchically, we can see this test of Alphahood quite clearly. Many Men – most Men – fail it. But it exists to separate the wheat from the chaff.
It’s been a little while since I last heard from my fag brother Cody and Master Dylan. With them all quarantined together for three months with nothing to do but service Master Dylan, there was a lot of breeding going on. Cum King Master Dylan has already proven to have more than enough jizz for the job!
But Master Dylan recently returned to work, and things have become less compressed. The three faggots have settled into their respective roles well; Cody is largely the master faggot, with Ethan handling cooking and Pinky handling cleaning. Like the fag harem Master Nick enjoys, a cohesion has developed between the faggots as they form a battalion united in service to one Man. It’s beautiful to see, and such an honor and credit to the Alpha they serve!
The experience of owning three beautiful, talented faggots has been so wonderful for Master Dylan that he’s beginning to consider introducing the arrangement to straight Alphas he knows.
In fact, that very thing happened recently with Master Dylan’s straight Alpha friend and co-worker Luis.
Here’s Cody:
So Dylan invited Luis over for dinner and beers to watch some UFC fight. Ethan cooked and pinkie helped. So I heard his buddy ask him what the deal was with all these gay dudes in his apartment and Dylan was like “they’re not gay they’re fags.” Luis was like “Dude you can’t say that!” So Dylan had to explain to him the difference. And his friend thought Dylan was making shit up.
So Dylan called me into the room (he gave me a heads up before the friend got there so I knew what to expect) and they had that conversation about how guys suck dick better than chicks. And that’s when Dylan called me in and he started giving me commands. And then he got to the point where he had me strip naked. I was kinda nervous cuz no one outside the group had seen me in my cage really But I did it and his friend was kinda freaking out but totally curious.
So his friend tried giving me commands but I didn’t do them cuz he’s not my Alpha. And then Dylan repeated the commands and I did them. So then they ate and his friend had a ton of questions.
So after dinner they watched the fight and Dylan had me suck his cock, And Luis was watching the fight with one eye and us with the other LOL. And THEN the questions started: That really feel good? Can they really deep throat? They really like doing that? They swallow?
So Dylan offered Ethan to suck his dick while they watched the fights. Luis refused a couple times but I could see he was getting hard so I gave the best show to really help Dylan convert him.
So during one of the commercials Luis got up to piss and Dylan had Ethan go in there when he was done and washing his hands. They were in there for a while and Dylan was like, “You’re missing the fight.” Luis came out totally naked and Ethan was carrying his clothes! And they watched the fight while we worshipped their dicks! Eventually Luis came quietly down Ethan’s throat!
This is straight Alpha conversion at its most basic, animal level. Master Dylan, instructed on proper conversion tactics by his Alpha brother, used the same kind of method to help his Alpha buddy discover faggot service!
But Alpha Luis was not finished. A few days later Master Dylan’s truck battery went out, and Alpha Luis gave him a ride to work. When they returned, Master Dylan offered Alpha Luis one hour in his bedroom with Ethan.
Once alone with his own faggot to use, the animal hiding behind Alpha Luis’ kind exterior came charging out. He bend Ethan over the bed, put a pillow over his head, and pounded Ethan’s cunt “like a jackhammer” until he came. Then, in typical Alpha fashion, he got up and left a ravished Ethan panting on the bed.
This is truly extraordinary. I guarantee that Alpha Luis hasn’t stopped thinking about the incredible feeling of fag pussy on his dick, or how great it felt to pump his cum down an appreciative faggot’s throat!
All of this is due to the Apex Alpha confidence of Master Dylan. Lesser Men would be terrified to expose this part of their life.
But, as I’ve shown through the experiences I’ve shared here, Master Dylan is not like other Men, or even other Alphas.
What happened here – Master Dylan teaching a fellow Alpha about faggots – is something that has been happening since time immemorial. It is Hierarchical and perfect.
It is another brick in the wall of Natural Alpha Order!
Hi, I have a question. I’ve appreciated your dedication to you mission so I value you’re input that a straight guy like me rarely has access to. So I’ve been getting to know a HOT young, athletic straight dude for a couple of years. I thought about making him my bitch, (Really want too)! He has had some experience w a guy when he was a kid which he told me about, which focused my hunter instinct and made my Dick throb. However, I have come to think he may be a stunted alpha. Stunted due to some trauma from the past. I have come to have a fatherly feeling for him and although I want to Fuck him deeply for hours, I also feel like that I should train him to realize his alpha nature. It almost feels like duty. I know you’ve talk some about similar issues in past so you may have insight. I want that he should find contentment with himself more than I want another worthless fag. Advice? regards, Alpha Jaguar ps I don’t want to break him.
Sir,
What an extraordinary message! Seriously, you are to be honored and commended for this stance!
I guess I’m curious: what makes you think your friend is a latent Alpha? Is it because you think he’s too hot or athletic to be a faggot? It’s a common misconception that faggots are the waste of the Male world and Alphas are the only ones who are hot and sexy and ripped. Are there any INNER qualities that makes you believe he’s actually an Alpha?
We must take care with something like this, because we don’t want to impose our own beliefs on this impressionable friend and force him into a mold that doesn’t fit his truth.
But there’s also another reason to be cautious: faggots can be very good manipulators. They often tell stories to Alphas to mess with their heads (and hearts) and entice the Alphas to use them. I’m not suggesting that your friend is necessarily doing that, Sir. But even he may not be clear about the stories he has told you.
This is why I’d like to know why you think he might be a latent Alpha, Sir. What internal qualities make you believe this about him.
But let’s go with the supposition that he’s a latent Alpha. One thing that Alphas do very well is to mentor each other and encourage Alpha aggression. It might be worth it to get a real faggot and use the faggot together. Or a female (if you think that is more appropriate). Alphas really encourage each other in these situations, where they quickly adopt a Pack mentality while using an inferior together.
Also important are your words of encouragement. Alphas thrive from compliments and other forms of ego-stroking. While you (as an Alpha) would not worship him the way a faggot would, your subtle boosts and encouragements (coming from a respected peer) would be most fortifying.
Give these a shot and see how he responds. You should see quite quickly if he isn’t responding to these stimuli (he will be uncomfortable, for instance). At that point you might think about making him your faggot, Sir.
I think your friend is one or the other, Sir. Either way, you could be the key to unlocking his true potential. What an amazing opportunity for you, Sir! Thankfully this friend has a great and thoughtful Alpha like you in his life! I would love to continue this conversation and be of assistance to you if possible, Sir. You can write to me via email (fagsworshipalphas@gmail.com) or Kik (normalsubmissive). Thank you Sir!
Alpha Jay (@musclegodjay) is a gorgeous, model-ready straight Alpha findom who delights in the worship of his faggots.
And I mean DELIGHTS. Look at these videos, and witness his joy and fascination as his feet are worshiped on command by a faggot.
Alphas likely don’t understand the faggot need to worship their feet, except maybe on a Hierarchical level. They comprehend that a faggot in extremely submissive and feels the need to completely debase itself in worship. And they feel powerful watching these displays of adoration to the lowliest part of their perfect bodies.
You can worship this god on his OnlyFans: OnlyFans.com/alphajay!
An Alpha fucking a faggot is a perfect Hierarchical circle.
Once inside a faggot’s pussy, the Alpha can fully express the power and rage boiling within him. And he can breed it without restraint or restriction. He becomes a Man unleashed!
Then his seed enters the faggot’s bloodstream and impregnates its mind, altering it forever. The Alpha’s DNA mingles with the faggot’s DNA, the chemicals in the Alpha’s semen causing the faggot to fall deeper into submission.
When I say #HierarchyIsTruth, here is an example of it.
This Alpha is fucking his faggot on the beach in front of everybody. Nobody bats an eye. It’s understood between Men that this is the Natural Order of things.
What defines a man? Is it his confidence? His swagger, his scent, his stare, the baritone in his voice? Is it his fur? His charm? Or the length of his cock or the sway of his balls?
You look at him at the gym and know your place – either above or below him. You want to serve him or use his Holes. Is nature’s selection. Hierarchy. If you’re a service-oriented faggot, you have no control over it. He’s your magnet. This is why you serve.
It’s been a little while since we’ve had any exploits from Sir Rob, the Apex Alpha father of young GOD Master Kyle. Why? Because he was doing what every Protector Alpha does, helping those in need during the recent coronavirus pandemic! I’ve never been prouder to know any Alpha more than I am proud to worship Sir Rob. Truly inspirational!
Of course, the pandemic wasn’t going to last forever, unlike Sir Rob’s limitless sex drive! So once he managed to wriggle free of his life-saving work in the medical field, he shifted back into BREED MODE almost instantly (as most Apex Alphas do!).
Of primary interest to Sir Rob were the stories his glorious son Master Kyle told him about the next-door wife and her cuckold husband. As you might expect, Sir Rob wanted a piece of that hot action as well.
Alright, so the first time I fucked her I had so much cum in me my balls were overflowing with my thick man syrup. It was the morning after I just got reunited with my family and I had sex all night with my wife but I needed more.
So I went over, and that slutty neighbor opened the door. She was looking delicious. I presented myself as Kyle’s dad and immediately told her I knew what they’ve been doing. At the same time her husband walks in and says “holy hell you’re huge!” It made me laugh a lot. I walked up to him and told him I knew my son was cucking him and I was going to do the same. He fell on his knees and told me “please do Sir” I remember thinking that Kyle broke him good.
I took the wife’s hand in mine and I made her sat down on my lap on the couch. We started kissing and I played with her breasts while her cuck husband watched. I got hard very quickly. She kneeled between my legs and started sucking me off. I then ordered the cuck to lick my balls, taint and ass and then fetch me a condom when I’ll say so. He submitted. His wife was looking at me right in the eyes while sucking me with the eyes of a cock hungry slut.
I told her husband to put the condom on my cock. I was fingering his wife while he did so. He had only his old condoms so it stretched over my cock, covering my dick about half way and was stretched to the max. I made his wife ride me and he licked my balls and ass while we fucked.
I then took a bath with the slut when I came, busted two more loads. We went to the bedroom, two more condoms full. I then told the cuck to fetch a glass and I emptied every single condom in his glass, then made him drink it. He did. Like a good cuck. His wife then sucked my cock again and I gave her a nice load right from the tap to drink.
I then left, and fucked my wife twice at home.
AWESOME! But he wasn’t done, of course:
Then a few days later, I walked in their house to find Kyle already there, making the slut suck him off. I just stood there for a second, proud of my boy.
I then undressed, kneeled and started eating her out. She squirmed at the touch of my tongue. After a while, Kyle busted a load but made her continue sucking him.
I put on a condom, and started fucking her right there. I made her orgasm and Kyle and I switched places. We did that for a bit, alternating between fucking her throat or pussy, before I got my cock in her ass. We DP her and both busted at the same time while she came on our dicks. We switched places and did it again. It was a real bonding experience as both father and son but also alphas.
We made her suck our cock clean and I left the condoms for the cuck to eat (he was out when we were there).
We then got home and played football together. I could tell Kyle was happy to have done that with me, and I was very happy too.
Do you feel what I feel from this story? The sense that we are simply playthings of gods like Sir Rob and Master Kyle?
Apex Alphas rule the planet!
All I can say is we are incredibly blessed to be ruled by Men like these two. And for me, they are owners so firm, yet so tender and kind.
They are truly the best of us! The greatest of Men!
I thank Sir Rob for allowing us to experience his incomparable power, wisdom, and goodness!
When your man is working from home, you must ensure he’s fully satisfied and that your both your boypussy and your mouth are always ready to be (ab)used😈 HIS PLEASURE IS YOUR PRIORITY.
When a faggot is available, Men and Alphas have a Hierarchical duty to breed its pussy. It’s not about love or affection, but rather it’s about the exertion of Hierarchical Law. Breeding a faggot’s cunt reminds it of its place and purpose and keeps it submissive.
This thread follows the story of Nicki, a 19-year-old faggot serving his three straight Alpha brothers. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
I don’t know what to make of the direction this blog has taken recently, but it’s been intriguing, to say the least!
Inspired by the recent posts here about the relations between Alpha and faggot brothers, a 19-year-old faggot named Nicki contacted me about the situation he’s been handling for the last six years: serving as the faggot slave for his three straight Alpha brothers!
Nicki is the third in line in his family’s set of brothers. They are arranged this way:
Erik (+4 years older)
David (+2 years older)
Nicki
Sven (-2 years younger)
Everything changed for Nicki six years ago when he had a fateful encounter:
When I was twelve I walked into Erik’s room, and he sat on his bed, only wearing a shirt and I could see his big cock in his hand. I stared for a moment, because it was so big and I wanted to leave again but Erik told me to come in. He asked if I’d like to touch it. Of course I did. It looked so powerful on him. He moved my hand up and down, then he asked if I’d like to taste it? I asked how and he told me to go on my knees. He put a hand on my head and he moved it to his big gorgeous cock. He shoved it into my mouth and told me to close my mouth, but I should watch my teeth. OMG, it felt so amazing in my mouth. I could taste his precum (I didn’t know it was his precum then), and I loved it all. He told me to go up and down, use my lips, my tongue, and he moaned so loud. He said that my mouth felt so much better than his hand. Then he pushed his cock down my throat and I gagged and choked on it. He didn’t stop though. He got faster and faster, till he shot a big load inside my mouth. This tasted so good! I held it inside my mouth, it felt so precious to me. Erik said I should swallow it and I did.
He said I was a good boy and from now on I was his personal cumdump. From that evening on I slipped into his room every evening before I went to bed to suck my brother off. And I was looking forward to that special moment, when he would get his beautiful cock out and let me taste it, every day. Well, at least that’s the way it went for a few weeks….
This might be a fairly typical phase of experimentation at that age, but things quickly escalated:
After a few weeks, I was blowing Erik, when David walked in. He was surprised to see me on Erik’s cock. Erik told him to come in and close the door. ‘He will suck you off, too.’ he told David. David came in and Erik shot his load inside my mouth. ‘Get your cock out!’ he told David. Then he told me to suck David off. For a 14 year old, David’s cock was already big and meaty. Mouth watering! I closed my lips around him and tried to please him as I had just done with Erik.
‘I want to fuck its ass!’ David exclaimed. Erik started to laugh. ‘Then you should take its ass!’ he laughed! David was hard and Erik pulled down my pants. I cried ‘no, please don’t’ but Erik already had spit onto my ass and David’s cockhead was about to enter it. I tried to fight them off, but Erik held me as David pushed his cock inside my ass. He pushed in really really deep and it felt incredible, though it hurt. He fucked like a machine. I still can’t believe it was his first time, but I think it was. He came inside my ass, then Erik had his turn on my ass. He fucked me even harder.
At this point I had stopped fighting. I had surrendered and let them do what they wanted. I understood that this was my place, that I was their cumdump. My dicklet wasn’t like theirs, and they pointed that out to me every day. When I was 13 I felt the need to stroke myself as David fucked me, but he slapped me so hard and told me to NEVER do that again. I never touched myself again.
One common thread to these stories about Alpha brothers using faggot brothers is the very aggressive, almost rapey element to them. I wonder if the uninhibited aspect of brotherhood allows (or even encourages?) this type of non-consensual sexual play.
After some months pass, the third brother (just developing into his Alphahood at an early age) came into the mix:
I had been Erik’s and David’s sex toy for a few months when they told Sven about it. He then watched them using me and he soon had me sucking his cock, which already was bigger than mine, though I was two years older. He fucked my ass the first time when he was 11!
From then on I got used on a daily basis by all three of them. By then I had accepted my place in the hierarchy. I knew my brothers were real men and that I would never be one. Erik said nature had had a plan by giving them big cocks and me only a very tiny dicklet not pee with.
And I knew it was true.
Another truth about Alpha brothers is the fact that their competitiveness often extends beyond their inner circle. They want to brag to their friends about their conquests.
A truth fag Nicki was about to learn:
So this continued well about a year. My brothers used me whenever they felt like it, which with three brothers was daily, and I enjoyed my role. It made perfect sense to me, why I was to be at their feet serving them.
Then, I was 13 now, David told one of his buddies how they are using me, that I’m their (sex) slave (I also had to clean their rooms, do things for them). He didn’t believe it, so next time my parents were away over the weekend, he stayed with us. It was a rule, that when our parents were away I had to be and on the floor. I wasn’t allowed to use the furniture and I was fed from a dog bowl. My brothers enjoyed the power they had over me. So when their friend stayed that night I also was naked. He noticed my little dicklet and made fun of it. His cock was big, too, not like my brother’s, but nothing to be ashamed of. He told me to stand in front oh him and he touched my little clit. He had to laugh so hard, and I felt even smaller. Erik explained to him, that my clit was too small to be of use for anything else, but pee, and that it was clear nature made me a faggot, and he got his large cock out and held it near my small clit. I was so ashamed.
“Get on your knees and show Sverre what your purpose is,” Erik told me and I got on my knees and got Sverre‘s beautiful cock out. I sucked him off, while Sven fucked me from behind. Sverre blew his load inside my mouth and I swallowed it. He was very impressed. Then Erik fucked my throat and David took my ass. Later Sverre also fucked my ass. They were fucking and humiliating me for the next hours, and at a point Sverre suggested they should make me available to some of their friends. They all thought that was a good idea, and during the next weeks and months more of their friends got to fuck and humiliate me.
As if that wasn’t bad enough, the brothers got the idea to take the whoring out of Nicki to an even more extreme degree:
So my brothers, now my Masters, chose to share me with their friends. That went well and my brothers did ask favours in return. One day an older neighbor tried to molest Sven. Instead of telling our parents he got the idea of whoring me out to the man, I still looked a lot younger than I was, and the man also believed them that I still was a virgin. I don’t know how much he paid, but he was allowed to touch my genitals and I had to blow him. The first time Erik was there to watch him, but after that they agreed, that I would blow him every Saturday afternoon. My brothers shared the cash. Next was a neighbour at our Summer house. First he paid for bj’s, later for fucking me.
So after six years of that, where are Nicki and his brothers today?
We’re living together, we’re at university, except for Sven, who’s still living with our parents, but who will move in with us next year. I’m responsible for the rent being paid, so they’re whoring me out so I can make the money. I’m also responsible that everything is clean, I do the shopping and cooking. I’m not allowed clothes at home and I’m not allowed to using the furniture. If I’m not cooking, cleaning, doing things for university or doing other things I must be on the floor, kneeling at their feet. They bring home girlfriends and for some girlfriends it’s fun to see my small clit or to watch how I get used by my brothers.
I’ve never had any brothers, and, to my knowledge, none of my friends with brothers ever had anything like this happen to them. But it’s clearly something that happens when you get true Alpha and faggot brothers going through puberty under the same roof.
One can only hope that such extreme experimentation doesn’t lead to problems later on in life.
The story of faggot Dodo’s deflowering and enslavement by his Alpha twin brother Christophe has quickly become one of the most controversial posts ever published on this site. Of particular disgust for some readers was the behavior of their Alpha father Shane, who not only encouraged Christophe to fuck his brother, but also took a turn fucking his son in the process.
Obviously, incest is widely condemned in all cultures around the world. Added to that is the unseemly aspects of homosexual incest, and it’s a recipe for outrage. In Hierarchy Podcast #30, I discussed my own initial reservations about the story, and it takes a lot to shock me.
Still, I was eager to talk to Master Shane about all of this personally, so I was excited when Master Christophe arranged for his father to contact me from Canada (the brothers are in France).
First a little backstory. Master Shane was clearly born Alpha, and, fueled by that unstoppable sex drive Alpha’s famously possess, he lost his virginity to a female at age 13. He always had a larger dick than other boys, and the girls flocked around him constantly.
True to his Alpha Nature, Master Shane had an instinct for faggots even at that early age:
I had always boys drawn to me, doing things for me. When I was 14 I spent most of the time at the beach. I noticed a boy staring at my crotch every time I walked by. I dropped my towel next to him and he picked it up for me. I told him I needed a blowjob (I was all time horny at that age) and he got on his knees and said of course, Sir. Boy, that made me hard! I took him into the showers. I actually had wanted a bj, but instead I chose to fuck its ass.
Shortly thereafter, 14-year-old Master Shane met Sean, the faggot who would prove to be pivotal in his development as an owner and Master of faggots.
His name was Sean, and I shared a flat with him. As soon as we met I knew he was a faggot and I knew I was going to own him. I moved in and 3 hours later he was mine.
Sean served young Master Shane faithfully while they lived together. It ended tragically, as I related in a previous article. Master Shane moved to America for a year, and naive Sean fell under the ownership of a cruel older Master who stole everything Sean had and left him abandoned and broke. Sean took his own life in despair.
Devastated by the loss of his beloved faggot, Master Shane resolved to become a better and more considered owner. He eventually owned another long-term, live-in faggot for a few years. When Master Shane married his current wife, he had to move his faithful faggot out of his house.
Shortly thereafter Christophe and Jacques (Dodo) were born. Master Shane endeavored to instill Alpha values in both boys, but only Christophe responded favorably to such training. Dodo had little interest in manly things, preferring quiet and feminine pursuits.
By the time Dodo was 11 years old, Master Shane knew the truth – Dodo was as much of a faggot as Christophe was an Alpha. In order to prevent a Sean-like tragedy with Dodo, Master Shane began to devise a way to protect his defenseless fag son.
That led to the controversial night when the boys reached 13 years old. Master Shane directed Christophe to throat fuck and then ass fuck Dodo and breed him, and then Master Shane did the same.
I had to protect Dodo. I didn’t want it to fall for a man who would exploit it. It’s safe with Christophe. I bred it that night to reinforce in him what its purpose is. I’m an Alpha, it’s a faggot. Alphas use faggots.
In Master Shane’s words you hear the cold mechanics of the Hierarchy at work. It might be the most unflinching statement I’ve ever heard an Alpha make about faggots. It’s like listening to a lion discuss the gazelles it kills.
Master Shane admits some amount of torment over that fateful decision:
It wasn’t an easy decision, I had many sleepless nights, and I often wonder if I did the right thing, but when I look at Dodo and see how happy it is serving its brother, think I was right.
I cannot describe the feeling I had coursing through me while discussing this sensitive topic with such an overwhelming Alpha Male. When I say that Alphas are complex Men full of complicated emotions and dark, hidden places, I’m talking about an Alpha like Master Shane. I could feel his power and focus vibrating in every word. It was like standing at the edge of a yawning chasm and feeling the empty space pull my body toward it.
As a faggot, it’s not my place to judge the rightness of wrongness of Master Shane’s actions. But I choose to take his advice, and just focus on the fulfilled and happy life of Dodo today as proof that Master Shane’s method worked wonders.
And why did it work? Because Hierarchy is the truth. When utilized properly and with the right intentions, it yields the correct outcome every time.
Master Shane has been a proponent of Hierarchical values for his entire life, and continues to advocate for these standards in those around him. He has taught many straight Alphas about the purpose and use of faggots over the years. For instance, there was this straight Alpha friend he had prior to his marriage:
I told (the friend) I was using a faggot. He asked if I was gay, and I told him it’s got nothing to do with me being attracted to boys, that I just used them for my pleasure. He was curious, so I let him use my faggot and he absolutely loved it.
It continues to this day. Recently, Master Shane talked to an Alpha co-worker in his twenties:
He said he was so horny but didn’t want to cheat on his girlfriend back home, and I asked him why not use a faggot. He stared at me with big eyes ‘I’m not gay!’ and I said, of course not, and explained to him that using a faggot isn’t cheating.
So then he used a faggot and, of course, loved it as well. They always do!
So is Master Shane some sort of monster? Of course not! In fact, I think Master Shane understands Hierarchy better than almost every other Alpha on Earth. To him, Alphahood is a treasured and sacred commission. It’s a mantle he wears with pride, and he takes this unique position seriously.
We may not always understand why Nature does what she does, but we can look at the world and see that it is good because of her actions. The Hierarchy – and Master Shane’s actions within it – operate the same way.
Rather than judge him, focus on the good that has come from him, and give him praise.
I find the the twins story disturbing. One thing is that one brother fuck the other. But another is one where the father is involved.
I find hard to buy this argument that the father did it to “protect” his son. Abusive people tend to be very manipulative and children of 13 yo should not be that difficult to trick. One of the most common argument that these people use to trick their victims is that they’re doing what they’re doing for a “greater good”. To save someone o something.
Do I believe the father of the twins is a pedo? Yes. And I think that they are pushing your buttons so you take the father’s side.
Did you remember the other alpha father that properly looked for an respecting and loving alpha for his son? That is what a good father would do. Not fuck his own 13 yo son!
I understand your concern, of course. And everyone is entitled to his/her opinion.
I spent much of today conversing with Master Shane (the father in the true story), and honestly he is not a pedophile at all. You must look at a faggot the way an Alpha sees a faggot. They see a faggot as a “thing,” a person born to serve them. They view faggots as having a function in Nature much the way a cow has a function or a horse has a function in the world of Men – service and utility.
Even if that faggot happens to be their son.
It may be rough to hear or disturbing, but it most certainly is Hierarchical. One thing it is not is SEXUAL even though sex is involved. Master Shane isn’t sexually attracted to his son Dodo, or any faggot. He views faggots as sexual devices or servants, even Dodo. So your pedophile comment doesn’t apply.
Again, I know it’s troubling. But one thing we can do is look at the fruits of Master Shane’s tactics. Both of his sons have grown up to live fulfilling and happy lives. Dodo is not abused or sad. He’s not broken. In fact, he seems positively overjoyed that his father and brother look after his well-being so closely.
I’m not trying to justify anything. Just explain. Hopefully I did it justice. I will be covering this in more detail in Hierarchy #
Honestly, when I published the story of the Alpha/faggot relationship of identical twins Dennis and Tim, I thought that would be the most intense and shocking true story I would ever feature on this site.
Then I was contacted by a faggot named Dodo.
Actually his real name is Jacques, but he was renamed Dodo by his Alpha twin brother Christophe when, at age 13, he was claimed as his brother’s faggot.
And here’s the kicker: this arrangement was orchestrated by their father!
I’m going to let Dodo tell the story in its entirety:
We were born 24 years ago. First my brother Christophe, then, thirty minutes later, me. I’m Jacques, but my brother named me Dodo after he had made me his property. I grew up in Christophe’s shadow, though we’re identical twins, he always seemed stronger, more muscular, more talented, braver than me, a King. Everyone loved him but ignored me.
Christophe was my father’s favourite, I was a little girlish, mummy’s little boy. Christophe and my father often went away for the weekend to fish and sail, I wasn’t interested in it. My father also is a very strong Alpha. Someone you can’t ignore, people adore him.
When we were 13 we spent the holidays – as usual – in our country house. My mother was away for work and we spend the days on the lake, fishing (them, not I) while I would read. My brother often teased me for being so girlish and shy, he often grabbed me and crushed my balls, or sometimes he would try to stick things up my ass. He often was a bully, but he also protected me from other bullies. He always told me he was superior to me and I agreed. There was no doubt he was.
A few days after our 13th birthday, our father and my brother had spent the day fishing, while I had stayed at the house reading, and my world changed.
They came back in the evening and they were in a really good mood. My brother had been successful and had caught some big fish, and my father told him several times how proud he was to have a son like him. I could feel something was different, some tension, but I couldn’t figure out what it was.
Then my father turned to me and said that I – opposite to my brother – had been nothing than a disappointment. He had always hoped I would turn into a man one day, but now that we had turned 13 he had to face the truth. One of his sons was a faggot. I had never heard that word before, but my brother seemed to know what he was talking about. I felt ashamed for being a faggot, because I knew my father felt that way. He continued that at least one of his sons was a real Alpha and he smiled at my brother. I could see how proud he was.
I didn’t know what Alpha or faggot meant, I just knew that Alpha was something to be proud of and faggot something that I should be ashamed about.
My father looked at me. As it happens that your brother is an Alpha and you are a faggot, I have decided that it’s best if your brother will take care of you. Faggots need to be guided and protected by Alphas and your brother will be the best choice for you. I was absolutely puzzled. I didn’t have a clue what he was talking about, but I kept my mouth shut.
“Tonight your brother will make you his property. From now on your purpose is to serve your brother in every possible way and whenever he demands it. I expect you to be a good boy and do as you’ll be told,” said my father. Needless to say that I always had been a good boy, I always did what I was told to do and I also did a lot of things for my brother. I was even more puzzled.
(I should mention that my brother had started humping pretty much anything since he had turned twelve. He masturbated daily and he and my father watched porn together. Straight porn. I wasn’t interested in my dick yet, but I loved to put a finger inside my asshole and play around.)
We were in the kitchen and my father told me that I was my brother’s faggot. I was only wearing swim trunks, because it had been a hot day, and my father told me to take them off. Meanwhile I was really confused about all that talking and I hadn’t understood a word, I only understood that my father said he was disappointed by me and it almost made me cry.
My father pulled me onto his lap. “Shhh,” he said, “you don’t need to cry. It’s not your fault, nature intended you to serve your brother. It happens. That’s your purpose, boy, and you will be a good faggot.”
Then he asked me if I ever had touched myself, if I played with my dicklet, like my brother did with his cock. I said that I only touch it to pee and he said that from now on I wasn’t allowed to touch it anymore. It was a clit now, and a clit was only used to pee. I asked how I should pee and he said faggots only pee sitting or squatting, never standing, because they weren’t men. He said men are having cocks and assholes, faggots have clits or dicklets and a pussy.
With that my father pushed me from his lap and told me to show them my pussy. I was so confused I just turned around and bent over for them to see it. My fathers finger probed my pussy and he said that was the most important part of my body. This and my throat. They, and the rest of my body, would belong to my brother now, and he could use them in every way.
I must have had question marks on my forehead, I had absolutely no clue what he wanted from me, but I got a feeling that I knew it.
My father then said I should be a good boy and let my brother take my pussy. My brother had been sitting on the sofa while my father was talking and only now I realized that he had his cock out and that he was stroking it, lubing it up. I suddenly felt something cold on my ass and realized that my father had lubed my hole for my brother. He told me to go on all fours, like a dog. I did what he had told me and then I felt my brother’s cockhead pushing on my asshole.
I felt him pushing inside, then he pulled out again and went back inside. It did hurt, but it also felt exciting. He started to fuck me harder and my father told him to go deeper, fuck me even harder. I don’t know how long he went on fucking me, I somehow, I don’t know how to describe it, I was in another mindset. At a point I nearly passed out and eventually he shot a big load inside my ass.
He pulled out and my father said I was a really good boy and that my brother owned me now. Then my brother stood in front of me and held his still hard cock in front of my mouth. My father said a good faggot would clean the man’s cock after it had been used. I put my tongue out and licked my brothers cock. It tasted like shit and lube and something else. When I was halfway done cleaning it my brother pushed it inside and fucked my throat. So much slime came up, I thought I was going to die. He came inside my mouth and I realized, that this something else that I had tasted on his cock was his cum.
“Good boy,” he said, and patted my head. I felt proud.
I was still on my knees and I wanted to get up, but my father told me to stay, he said he needed to try my new cunt. With that he was inside and fucked me so deeply that I nearly passed out again.
When he was finished he also held his cock in front of my mouth and I cleaned it. I knew what he expected. And I wanted him to be proud of me.
Before I went to bed my brother said that every time he would enter the room, or I would enter a room he’s in I had to go on my knees. My father added that I must call them Sir, of course only if no one else was around.
I got caged soon after that. I was only allowed to remove it for when I had to get naked in school, or I had to see a doctor. I think because of the cage my clit didn’t really grow. My brother’s dick is really big, while mine stayed small. They were identical when I got caged.
Since that day I have been serving my brother. We’re 24 now.
Needless to say, I was floored by this incredible story, all of which was corroborated later in an independent conversation with Alpha Christophe.
Speaking of Alpha Christophe, Dodo told me a bit more about him and their current situation. They live in France together with Alpha Christophe’s girlfriend who accepts his use of faggots. He also owns other faggots, and occasionally uses them with his brother, something Dodo finds “embarrassing.”
Their father currently lives in Canada, but still fucks Dodo whenever he visits them.
It was really the father’s role in this that intrigued me, and Dodo didn’t really have much insight into it (since he wasn’t at the fishing trip that preceded it all).
But my follow-up conversation with Alpha Christophe unearthed an amazing story in and of itself that will require its own post.
TOMORROW: Origins Of Alphahood: Alpha Father Shane
Men love to see faggots in heat and begging to be fucked by their dicks! It makes them feel powerful when we crave their cocks and their potent seed! #HierarchyIsTruth!
This extraordinary and deceptively-simple post was crafted by Apex Alpha @maxtem19 on Tumblr. Republished here for posterity.
When I’m done with my workout it’s expected that my faggot is waiting and ready.
The car has been washed and detailed. My protein shake is ready for me. My post-workout meal will be ready when I get home. My place is clean. The bed is made. The bathroom is spotless.
It is as if I live in a five star hotel. Each time I leave, the space magically resets itself with the detail-driven effort of a staff committed entirely to my happiness.
The invisible service is both appreciated and taken as granted. I eat my food in quiet peace while my faggot stretches and massages my feet. I slip into the bed, afterward, devoid of worry— ready to grow.
Quietly, my faggot gets back to work. Making sure the dishes are clean. That the food is prepped for the next meal. That his pussy is ready to be bred if that’s what I I want as a pre-meal appetizer. It’s an easy life for me— and for them.
Everything is easy when you know where you belong.
