This picture reminds me of the one thing I’ve always treasured about Alphas: comfort.
When in their presence, the weak and vulnerable have no fears. Even a lowly faggot can find comfort at an Alpha’s feet knowing that its god is merciful and accepts it.
The picture above reminds me of times I have been surrounded like this by an Alpha. He puts his strong arm around me and I know everything will be okay.
I wonder if they know how much those simple moments mean to us?
This is a thread about Rob, a younger faggot who has dabbled in service scenarios, but he was eager to find fulfillment in full time serving. He found it in a mysterious Master named “E”. CLICK HERE to read the whole thread in chronological order!
When I first met Rob he was living a pretty typical faggot life; occasional service, rootless and adrift.
But he wanted more.
Rob stumbled across an intriguing profile of a thoughtful of a mysterious Master named “E”.
Intriguing!
Here’s fag Rob’s full story:
Sep 9, 2020
Two things happened recently that i wanted to share with you:
– i found your website — a great resource. you’re providing exactly what those of us who believe in the Hierarchy need, to cut through all the PC nonsense that’s keeping us from achieving our potential. Thank you so much for expending all the effort this must require.
– i found a Man to serve, i hope. By way of providing some encouragement to my fag brothers still looking for a situation, let me tell you where I’m at. i don’t bring a helluva lot to the table — i’m 57, hiv+, don’t have a lot of money. i’m reasonably decent-looking, i guess, but that’s not especially important to the type of Man i’m attracted to. i also live in a rural area, in a town with no stoplights, 100 miles from Denver. So the first thing i’d say is, regardless of where you are in life, don’t give up hope, because this is actually happening for me now.
Around the first of September, I logged on to Adam4Adam with every intention of making that the last time I would do so for a while. I was disillusioned with the gay hook-up sites and all the flakes and liars there, so I was going to update my profile with something like, “Hey, fellas, I’m taking a break from the site for a while to focus on other things. If we’ve met, or talked about meeting, you have my number. Get in touch if you like; otherwise, happy hunting.” The “other things” I had in mind was this year’s harvest – I live and work on the family marijuana farm, and Sept – Nov is our busiest time of year, so I have plenty of necessary, money-making work to do during this time, and don’t need the distraction of endlessly chasing dick right now.
But soon after I logged on, I got a message from a Man, new in the area from the Midwest, now living in the next town 10 miles away. He moved here after losing His job because of the pandemic, and looking to make a fresh start in the marijuana business here where it’s legal. I’ll call him “E”, short for Exalted, which is what His name means in Hebrew. E’s profile said He’s bi (Top only), a veteran (Desert Storm), a biker and a rocker. He’s around 10 years younger than me, with a hot smooth tatted-up body, long blonde hair, and a big dick. Never being one to look a gift horsecock in the mouth, I replied, and we met later that evening in a deserted outdoor area near the local reservoir (neither of us were able to have guests that evening). I sucked Him off, then we talked for a while, including about safe sex. I told Him my hiv status; He told me that He’s on PrEP since He also fucks guys. Then I blew Him again, and the 2ndload I got to swallow was bigger than the first.
That’s how we met. So, fellow fags, make sure you’re ready to take advantage of a situation when a promising one appears, and the first step in that is something that sam has preached here before: STOP MASTURBATING. Any stimulation i can provide myself by rubbing my limp little dicklet pales in comparison to the emotional, and whole-body physical, fulfillment that comes from getting dicked down by a sexually aggressive Alpha Man, whether i experience a fagasm or not. (Hell, i’ve even cum just from deepthroating a cock.) But even when i don’t climax with a Man (which is most of the time), the whole experience is just so much deeper and more meaningful than trying to jerk off as if i was a real Man. It drains your energy, and takes your focus off where it should be: providing sensual pleasure and sexual release to a deserving Man. Giving up masturbation requires discipline, and for too long i used the excuse that i needed a Man in my life to provide that discipline, but that was putting the cart before the horse. In my experience, you have to give up the idea that your own sexual pleasure and release is important, before you can experience true fulfillment with a Man. If you’re like me and attracted to Men who are sexually selfish (at least with fags), imposing that discipline on yourself is a necessary first step. The bottom line is: Men stroke and Men fuck; fags, if we cum at all, cum from taking dick. Like it or not, that’s the reality, and the sooner we accept it the sooner we can begin making the most of our sexuality.
Sep 18
Kind of a big step today with E. I made lasagna and invited him for dinner; my daughter and son-in-law are also here, so the three of them are meeting for the first time. i also asked him to spend the night, but He said no — which is fine. i don’t want to fuck this up by rushing it, and He has already given me more than i have any right to expect. Still, i want to be around him every moment of every day. But naturally, i desire Him more than He desires me, and that emotional imbalance in our interaction will probably always exist.
i refer to what we’re doing as an “interaction” instead of “relationship,” especially when talking with E, because i don’t want to presume anything. But i do consider it a relationship – in fact, i’m already in love — though it’s likely that, in His head, He’s just getting His dick wet and being served in non-sexual ways by a horny submissive fag. Again, i’m okay with that.
We’ve been fucking – or, i should say, He has been fucking – about three times a week, plus the occasional encounter when all He wants is head (which He calls “lip service” – how cute is that?!) And it’s amazing. i’ve never deep-throated anyone for as long as i do Him at our every encounter, but seeing, hearing, and feeling His reaction when i do is all the motivation i need to make an absolute fool of myself on His dick. And i’m shocked at how easily my fuckhole opens for Him. i don’t get fucked a lot – before E, it had been 8 months for me. But though He’s got a thick, curved cock that’s every bit of 8 inches long, and though He uses no lube except what He has just dug out of my throat, and though He fucks like a straight guy fucks – meaning, He just points His dick at the hole and shoves, wasting no time fingering or licking my hole first – I experience no discomfort at all when He enters me. Part of this is due to the firmness of His erections: a stiff dick is always easier to take than a semi-hard one. And part of it is probably due to my overpowering desire to give this Man the best possible sexual experience a fag can provide.
E identifies as bi, but to me, everything about Him screams heterosexual, from the way He carries Himself, to the clothes He wears, to the condition of His bathroom (you know what i mean). He likes to watch straight porn during sex, and completely ignores my limp dicklet, showing no concern for whether i get off – when He has shot His load, and i’ve cleaned off His dick with my mouth, the sex is over at that point and He dismisses me (unless He wants to go again after a few minutes). Perfect and beautiful.
As i mentioned, i also get to serve Him in non-sexual ways, like tonight’s dinner. He showered here after eating, since the fixer-upper house He just bought doesn’t have the gas hooked up yet. i’ve helped him clean up the yard of His new place, including taking two loads of rubbish to the landfill in my truck (He paid the dump fees and gave me something for gas). i’ve told Him that I enjoy doing those things for Him, too – that if i’ve made his day a little easier or more pleasant, that’s a good day for me. He accepts all this service easily and readily, which just proves to me that He is an Alpha and He knows it. He also says thank you often enough to show that He’s a gentleman.
So now, after dinner, a shower, a sloppy deepthroat blowjob and about three minutes of intense doggie-style fucking, He has gone home, leaving me, like an addict, wanting more already.
Sep 22
Like that bitch in Fight Club said, I haven’t been fucked like that since grade school. (OK, make that high school, for me.)
E just started this new job. The money is good but it’s four, 10-hour shifts with a 2-1/2 hour commute each way, so He’s gone for like 15 hours on the days He works. I wrote Him a letter today because I had a bunch of stuff that I wanted to tell him, but I express myself better in writing, and I didn’t want to put Him on the spot. It was basically 2-1/2 pages of saying I love serving You in ways sexual and otherwise, and please use me more. Because I knew He’d be beat after work, I asked Him if I could come by just to drop something off. We chatted for a while – His roommate was there – and I gave Him the letter and said I was leaving. His look told me I could’ve stayed if I chose to, and I guess I should have, because on my way home (a 12-minute drive), I got a text from Him. The exchange went like this:
“You still in town”
“Almost home, ready to turn around if you say”
“Yes”
“OMW”
“I’ll be in the shed”
He has a roommate and the house is small and I make a lot of noise when I’m getting boned, so He fucks me in His toolshed, which has few tools but does have an air mattress, a flat screen, WiFi, mood lighting, and a fan. It’s the craziest, sexiest little fuck pad I’ve ever seen.
Anyway, He took my letter seriously, and gave me the fuck of the decade. For about the last 10 minutes I was begging for His load, but He obviously wanted to make His feelings known by really pounding me out, so I’d feel it for a while after – which I do. After He finally did unload in me, I worshipped His cock for a while, then He requested a back rub – not my specialty, but He gives good instructions. Then He sent me home, leaking His fluids like a slut. I am in faggot heaven.
Sep 23
So, this afternoon i texted E asking if we could get together again. He may not have seen my message until later, because it was a few hours when He replied:
“You still wanna come over?”
“Part of me doesn’t want to miss a single opportunity. my pussy wants time to recover from getting beaten like it owed you money. Your call, really.”
“Lol, take a break. Because you still owe me monies.”
i fucking love this Man.
Gorgeous!
Things between them seems to be growing more intense.
What lessons should we glean from this experience?
1. FULLY SUBMIT.
2.BE OF SERIOUS MIND AND HABITS. True faggots refine their minds and and pleasurable techniques so that they can be a fully-realized tool of pleasure for an Owner.
3. Stop Looking At Situating Online Conversations As A Way To Get Off. True faggots should never view an Alpha as a masturbation device. It’s not only disrespectful to the Alpha and improper Hierarchically, but it also weakens the faggot and causes it to become selfishness. I always consider this to be the primary cause of “flaky faggot” syndrome.
I’m so proud of my brother for really sticking the higher principles of his role in life!
