I don’t think it’s bragging anymore to crow about the effect this website has had on the lives and sexual adventures of its readers. I’m very proud of the FWA effect, because it’s been able to change many lives and inspire people.

One recent testimonial of the FWA effect comes from a faggot I’ll call Decatur. He wrote me this amazing email about an experience he had:

Hey Sam,

Just wanted to let you know you’ve enhanced my sex life. I was meeting up with this dom top last night for the first time in six months. (Before Covid, we usually connected about every other month). Anyway, he’s uber-masculine, bearded, hairy, very muscular, about 6-2, thick 8 inches. He’s always the top and always gets serviced with no recip. While we’ve been meeting up for about three years now under those unspoken but understood conditions, we’ve never gone any further with the idea.
Last night, while I was sucking him, I told him very briefly about your website and told him I think of him as an Alpha male. He just kind of growled in approval and said “Yeah, I am” and grabbed my head and started throat fucking me. I was trying to get him to call me a fag, but he’s a rather polite and quite person, too, and didn’t say that. I think he thinks I’d be offended. He’s on the quiet side and usually just says things like “keep doing that,” “that feels good,” “you’re good.” Things more of orders or encouragement.

Later, when he was fucking me, it was a very good fuck. But at one point, I told him, “I feel like you’re cunting me.” Boy he loved that. He didn’t say a word, but he went into overdrive on the fuck the second he heard those words. It definitely sent me into the zone — it hurt but I just didn’t care. And I could tell he was enjoying the rut on a new level. That went on about five minutes and he just exploded in me. He stayed buried a couple of minutes, pulled out abruptly, slapped my ass and said, “I just rearranged your guts!” and headed for the shower.

The truths and the words used here at FWA exert such power for two reasons:

1. These are primal truths

2. They are instantly identifiable by all Men

Words and concepts like “cunting” or “faggot” have tremendous power. They hit Men right in the gut. They’re trigger concepts.

Decatur fag’s Alpha heard those terms and immediately went into a powerful rut. I’m sure Decatur fag was shocked by the instantaneous reaction of his normally-reserved Alpha, but in a good way!

Hopefully Decatur fag can continue to apply these concepts and use them to shape his Alpha!

This is Master @tyler__dom’s pierced cock. I served an Alpha with a Prince Albert piercing, and mostly hated it because it caused issues while getting face fucked.

I just don’t understand why anyone would deface something as beautiful as a cock. 🤷🏻‍♂️

This is part of a continuing series chronicling the rise of Alpha Matt, a straight male and friend of Alpha Jin who slowly came to understand the wonders of faggot worship. Click here to read all of these posts in order!

The other day my wonderful Master Matt was telling me how much he loved fucking his faggot Michael when he stopped to ask a question.

He asked: “I’m worried that I might be turning gay. What do you think, faggot?”

Of course, there really is no such thing as “turning gay.” We are born with natural attractions and needs that must be satisfied. Once we reach sexual maturity we begin hunting for whatever our genetics tell us we need.

In the case of Master Matt, he’s been hunting and devouring female pussy ever since he produced his first drop of precum. The drive in him has never stopped or even slowed down; in the midst of a deadly pandemic and while also owning a personal faggot he was still dating a fucking females!

Why? Because he MUST do it to satisfy those genetic desires he’s had since birth.

Because he is a STRAIGHT ALPHA MALE.

Still, there is no escaping this fact: Master Matt absolutely loves fucking/breeding Michael, and he finds Michael extremely sexy in those moments when Michael is naked and submitting to him. There are times when Master Matt is so overcome by desire in those moments that he holds his faggot down and pounds it mercilessly like a literal animal.

So what is causing these polar-opposite reactions? The deep submission of the faggot is a macro answer, but if we investigate it more, it most likely comes down to this: the chastity cage.

The sight of a male in chastity evokes many visceral emotions in Men (and particularly Alphas). The first reactions usually involve confusion and curiosity.

But eventually the Man realizes that the caged male is no longer a Man. It is a lesser thing, a faggot. A toy for the needs of Men. When they realize that, it’s like a stoplight turning from red to green on a long abandoned highway. The Man can do whatever he wants to this caged, submissive creature before him and there is nothing that can stop him.

I liken it to tossing a bright, shiny toy into a monkey cage. At first the monkey is cautious, but curious. Then the monkey tests out the toy to make sure it’s safe. Before long that monkey is tossing the toy around the cage with abandon.

Faggots locked in chastity are toys for Men to use.

And Men instinctively know this, too. You might remember the incredible true story I published about Master Seb turning his straight friend Raoul onto the use of faggots (CLICK HERE). Master Raoul wanted NOTHING to do with faggots at all, and kept turning Master Seb away every time he’d mention it. Naturally it wouldn’t interest him because he’s a straight young Man.

Then Master Seb ordered his personal faggot to undress, and Master Raoul saw the faggot’s chastity cage … and a switch instantly flipped! Master Raoul almost immediately pounced (Master Seb’s word) on the faggot and fucked it without mercy!

I think Master Matt is experiencing this effect of faggot chastity on his emotions. Even from the first time Master Matt saw a faggot in a cage, it turned him on incredibly. He had an overwhelming need to pin caged faggots down and breed them.

But it’s not sexual attraction so much as it is the Alpha need to POSSESS and CONTROL lesser objects. He loves mounting and breeding his locked faggot because it reinforces his power as an Apex Alpha; his big Alpha cock is all that matters, and because his faggot is locked he doesn’t need to worry about the sexual pleasure of anyone but himself. As it should be.

There is a reason so many locked faggots get fucked in gyms. The Men there see the locked faggot and know it is meant to be bred by Alpha Bulls. It’s simply an animal reaction, like the monkey and the toy.

Men are programmed for this. It’s primal.

So Master Matt is absolutely NOT gay in any way. He is simply fulfilling his Hierarchical duty as one of Earth’s greatest Alpha breeders. I am SO PROUD of Master Matt for thinking so deeply about this subject and being humble enough to to express his doubts and fears!

And I am so proud to be his faggot, too!

This is part of a continuing series documenting the rise of Straight Alpha Nick, a college athlete and friend to Alpha Jin who has discovered faggot worship and now owns four live-in faggots. You can read all posts in this series in chronological order by CLICKING HERE!

As I wrote in my previous update, Master Nick was enraged over Master Matt’s decision to release his faggot Michael from chastity for a day.

Of course, every Alpha has the right to utilize his faggots however he chooses, and this was the course Master Matt chose in his direction of Michael. For the record, the day of freedom worked well for Michael, who was able to gain a new appreciation for chastity.

But the ends didn’t justify the means for Master Nick, especially after Alex asked to be released (I jokingly called it a “va-cage-tion”) like Michael. Both Masters got into a heated discussion about the matter the next day at the gym.

Then I received a message from Alex. He said he got a text from Master Nick warning the faggot that he needed to be “smooth and clean” when he returned home.

So I contacted Master Nick about what was going on. Master Nick’s responses were almost seething with anger. “I think I need to really cunt Alex and get his mind right, reset him,” said Master Nick forcefully.

I was immediately fascinated with the concept of a “reset cunting.” In other words, using the process of cunting a faggot as a tool of disciplinary action and attitude adjustment.

When Master Nick returned home, his faggots were alarmed. He had a look of intensity they hadn’t seen often from their Owner. Within minutes Master Nick had pulled Alex into the bedroom and mounted him.

Master Nick then unleashed a merciless rut for more than an hour on the faggot’s pussy until Alex was convulsing uncontrollably and absolutely shattered into pieces. Then Master Nick bred his faggot.

It’s been two days since this reset cunting. Alex has been barely able to speak, just wandering around the house in a daze like a child stumbling through a war-torn hellscape.

The Reset Cunting is a powerful tool that only the greatest Alphas can wield with confidence. Much the way an initial cunting breaks a faggot, a reset cunting helps reshape a faggot’s mind and mindset. It realigns a faggot and keeps it from going astray.

Indeed, this reset cunting seems to have finally broken Alex’s persistent attachment to his clit. “I feel so much like a girl,” said Alex.

Master Nick noticed the change, too. “The faggot seems more feminine,” he muttered in wonder. Then he added:

Amazing the power of Dick on a faggot!

Yes Nature gave that dick and its power to a select few Men. The greatest of them know how to manipulate that power in ways like reset cunting to produce desirable results!

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!

About a week ago I received an unexpected question from Master Matt. He wanted to know what I thought about his idea to release his faggot Michael from his chastity cage for a day.

I could see positive and negative ramifications from such a move. Of course, Michael is an excellent faggot and probably deserves such a gift from his Master. I also thought that it might highlight Master Matt’s benevolence and thoughtfulness (it’s there inside him beneath the tough exterior and the power ruts).

On the other hand, setting Michael free (even for just one day) might encourage further whining about the cage. And, of course, Master Matt and his faggot are close to Master Nick and his four faggots, and I worried about open rebellion if Master Matt made this move.

My response to this idea was the only sensible one: Michael is his faggot and he owns it, so whatever he wanted to do with it should not be questioned.

A week went by without an update, and I thought Master Matt had dropped the subject. Then yesterday I discovered that Master Matt had unlocked Michael two mornings ago and let him enjoy a day without his cage!

During his free day Michael spent some of it with his faggot brother Alex. The two made out for part of their time, and Michael got a tiny erection from the session. Michael also thoroughly waxed his clit and balls for what he knew was coming at the end of the day: the recaging of his clit.

At the end of the day Master Matt returned home to find his faggot there waiting. Master Matt performed the task of putting the cage back on his faggot (which he loves to do, surprisingly) and told Michael he was a good faggot. Then he mounted Michael and deeply bred his faggot’s pussy, reasserting his ownership once more.

Meanwhile, over at Master Nick’s house, Alex was telling Master Nick about Michael’s day of freedom. It’s not an exaggeration to say that Master Nick was furious over Master Matt’s decision.

Alex asked if he could be uncaged. “No,” responded Master Nick flatly, “only over my cold, dead body.”

Despite the controversial move, it seems like Master Matt made the right decision with his faggot. Said Master Matt: “I think it has helped us grow closer together.” (Excuse me while my heart melts)

But listen to what Michael said afterward:

I asked Matt if I could have my cage back on. It did not feel right to be out of the cage. I wanted my cage back on. This is the way things are meant to be.

TRANSFORMATION!

We will probably not see Master Nick bend on his strict chastity policy, but Master Matt’s benevolent action in this case yielded peaceable fruit. Most importantly, it gave Michael a new perspective on the value and importance of his cage.

It’s not just words anymore, not theoretical. It’s life experience.

Faggots should be caged and do not deserve to use their skin flaps like a cock. Cocks are for Men.

Michael knows that now in a way that is deeply personal to him!

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!

This is part of a continuing series documenting the rise of Straight Alpha Nick, a college athlete and friend to Alpha Jin who has discovered faggot worship and now owns four live-in faggots. You can read all posts in this series in chronological order by CLICKING HERE!

As I’ve written recently, Masters Nick and Matt have been dating girls recently. This has, of course, changed the dynamics of things with their faggots. Most importantly, they don’t have much time to devote to their faggots given the demands of females.

Compounding that was the insistence of both Masters to come forward and tell their girlfriends about their owned faggots. Master Nick recently did tell his girlfriend about his four live-in faggots, and she was (understandably) upset with him about that new wrinkle. Master Nick held his ground with her, however, and an uneasy truce developed between them.

But as any heterosexual Man will attest, a pissed-off female might pretend like everything is fine while secretly seething. This hidden hate always manifests sexually when they start denying sex to the Man. And that’s exactly what Master Nick’s girlfriend began doing to him.

Of course, an Alpha who owns four faggots will never go without sex, but being denied pussy by a female was enough of a tease to enrage the Beast inside Master Nick.

Two nights ago after being denied again, Master Nick returned home, grabbed Yul and Oliver, and fucked them more violently than he ever had before. Master Nick pounded all of his Male Rage into their defenseless pussies and left them gaped and breathless.

Then, like Bruce Banner after a Hulk-out, Master Nick realized what he had done and felt horrified. He contacted me in a pitiful state.

“I raped my faggots.”

This question hangs over all Alpha/faggot encounters: can an owned faggot be raped by its Master?

I’m less sure of my footing here. I think it’s fairly obvious that unowned faggots can be (and often are) raped by Men when they are taken without consent. This includes my rape, or the rape of Alex by Master Matt.

But a faggot owned by an Alpha is already claimed as the property of the Alpha. Part of the function of a faggot in that case is the relief of the Alpha’s sexual needs however and whenever he wants it.

This arrangement by necessity removes the faggot’s right to say “no” to its owner. And without the objection, can it technically be a rape?

Here’s the other part of the equation: faggots LOVE to be taken this way by Alphas. It might be scary in the moment, but ultimately the thrill of being the recipient of such great power is overwhelmingly exciting. So it can hardly be called a rape when the so-called “victim” actually loves the act.

So I really don’t believe rape can exist between an Alpha and his owned faggots, at least not in the way it’s traditionally defined.

I waited until today to write this because I wanted to talk to Yul and Ollie about the experience (and assess how they felt afterwards). And sure enough, they both LOVED being “raped” by Master Nick (especially Yul).

One thing is for sure: this isn’t going to stop. As Master Nick said to me, “I feel like I have a right to sex when I need it.”

This is a fundamental truth for all Alphas, and with faggots they can take it whenever they want.

It’s not rape … it’s reality.

This thread follows the development of Alpha Toby, an 18-year-old straight Alpha who is taking ownership of his faggot brother and a faggot friend. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

In my experience with Apex Alphas, they often start young and are completely fearless. When presented with opportunities in life (sex, money, jobs, whatever) they usually move quickly to try something or take something.

The same goes for young straight Apex Alphas presented with easy fag pussy. They don’t care what anybody thinks, because the rules governing lesser males simply don’t apply to them. They do what they want whenever the hell they want.

So it didn’t really surprise me much when Master Toby, the young Apex Alpha in London, told me he was planning to fuck both his faggot brother and his faggot friend. Mind you, this is just a couple of weeks since he found out about fag worship.

So after caging his fag brother, Master Toby had a talk with him:

I sat him down and spoke to him about how to treat me and men and I told about your website and he absolutely loves it! ( I have to tell you that your website is great for both fags and alphas ) I put down some ground rules, he must always call me sir, he speaks when spoken to, he must always remain locked and he remains at my beck and call. I made it clear that he cleans the house and he does the cooking for me and our step dad. He asked if he could wear my football undies and I obliged, so he added the rule that all of his underwear must be worn at least once by me. ( a bit strange but he wanted to and I don’t see the harm ). He has a job and I’ve agreed that he gives me 60% of his earnings, not 100% because it’s minimum wage because he’s 15 and he has to pay for train fare to get to school. Finally I decided that he must be shaved of his body hair.

He always says thank you sir once we’re finished speaking. He cleaned my feet tonight with his mouth and I punched him in the balls and he thanked me. I also made him clean my dirty sneakers (using his mouth cause it’s funny) but I’m just not sure about actually having it off yet.

Sadly, all of this teasing with his brother left Master Toby with an ache in his balls that required relief.

Yeah I was saying to you that I wanted to focus on my brother, but after what you said and after tonight with my bro I had blue balls and my girlfriend is to worried about Covid. I went to my faggots house and let him suck my dick, speaking of, I face fucked him, guess that’s my preference.

It was pretty good, much better than any bitch before. You faggots are On another level. I think he liked sniffing my feet and balls more than sucking my dick. The faggot swallowed very drop, it was like it was the fucking elixir of life. He thanked me so much, I gave him a pair of my dirty undies to wear, and he nearly came.

At one point during the blow job he went to touch his dick and I kicked him in the balls and told him off. I was suprised he touched it. I was furious, I kicked as hard as I could, kinda wish I kept my boots on so it would be really hard. I told never to touch his dick my presence and was very apologetic, I face fucked him for punishment, but in hindsite he probably enjoyed a face fucking.

He did this incredible thing where he when all the way down and was sniffing my bush, and then peaking his toungue out and licking my balls. He looked at me the whole time too.

So there it was – Master Toby received his first blowjob from a faggot! And, as always, faggots never disappoint!

But there was still the matter of Master Toby’s fag brother Jamie. Master Toby determined that he would seal the deal with Jamie the following day.

In the morning I received a message from Master Toby informing me that his plan is going into action.

He is still locked and I’ve just gone for my run, I’m wearing my tight green Calvins, jogging bottoms, a tight white shirt (love to show off my muscles, they bitches and fags drool) my gold necklace and trainers with white Adidas socks. I smell fucking bad faggot, no deodorant and the calvins are my lucky football ones.

As usual, Alphas think their godly bodies stink when they really smell like heaven.

After a while, I received the following message from Master Toby:

Just finished with my faggot, he’s officially mine. It was amazing. He came in and said hello sir, I ordered him to undress and he got straight on his knees in front of me, I was sitting on the sofa man spread so he had easy access, he started at my feet, bear in mind I smelt strongly of man after I had been on a run, he took of my trainers sniffed my dirty socks and then tongue cleaned my feet meticulously. I ordered him up to my pits, he pushed my shortsleeved shirt down and cleaned them with such passion. After a little while I took my shirt off and then I drew his attention to my nuts, the were so heavy with scent I could smell them, he pulled my Calvin Kleins down and sniffed so deeply I thought he was gonna pass out, he cleaned them and then I gave him permission to move up to my cock as I was getting aroused; eventually I just grabbed his head and face fucked him until I shot my load into his throat. After that I threw him off of me by his hair and said, “I’m having a shower have my clean clothes ready, put on my dirty boxers and fuck off to bed.”

WOW!

I’m not sure what impresses me the most … The aggression, the back-to-back claiming of faggots, or Master Toby’s nonchalance about it all!

Like I’ve said, there is nothing terribly surprising about anything an Apex Alpha might do. They live in rarified air in a world they own completely. Master Toby is just learning this, but the awesome responsibility isn’t phasing him at all.

I know that conservative-minded people might object to the incestuous nature of Master Toby’s ownership of his faggot brother, but it really illustrates how Hierarchy supersedes all other considerations. All that truly matters between Men is the enforcing of Hierarchical principles.

When Jamie is sucking his older brother’s dick (and Master Toby is commanding him to), they are not brothers. They are simply an Alpha and a faggot fulfilling their ancient roles.

This thread follows the development of Alpha Toby, an 18-year-old straight Alpha who is taking ownership of his faggot brother and a faggot friend. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

A couple of weeks ago I received an intriguing message from a young Alpha in London named Toby:

Hey faggot Sam, I wanted to ask you something about being an alpha. I’m really new to it and I’m not sure how to navigate it, I just know my power. Are faggots and gay men different or do all gay men serve a straight alpha lad like me. Also my brothers a fag, do I fuck him? Thanks, alpha Toby.

So right off the bat I’m hooked. After some digging I discovered that Alpha Toby is 18 years old, and his younger brother (the budding faggot) is 15 years old. I warned Alpha Toby about getting sexually involved with his brother, but in true Alpha fashion my words made little difference in his plans.

Thanks fag, you were really informative. I think I will fuck my faggot brother; it just feels natural. I’ve had this faggot hit me up and I’m gonna use him, he’s a friend of mine and to be 100% honest with you I knew he used to sniff my dirty underwear when he’d bunk swimming 🤣🤣.

So I wanted to know more about this young Alpha’s life.

Thanks faggot, you may be a faggot, but I’m a man of my word and an alpha must have integrity boy. I’m 18 in college, my family are middle class, I live with my faggot brother and step dad (he’s pretty alpha to). Thanks for all the information, I like it fag, you taking time out of your day fag; makes me remember my power.

From there Alpha Toby jumped to deeper topics of concern. Like fag rape.

Also like is it true fags are physically weaker, cause I can tell from 10 miles away if they’re a faggot.

And can you rape a faggot or is it not rape because I own it?

It’s pretty clear that Alpha Toby was fascinated by the legendary addiction faggots have for used Alpha socks and underwear.

Why do you faggots like sniff socks and boxers? I’ve sniffed my Football Calvin kleins and knee high footy socks and god I nearly threw up faggot; the scent of my dick piss and sweat was gross and then my salty feet to. 🤢🤢 why do you faggots love it, I’ve seen my brother wearing my dirty undies before he loves it so much fag.

I think many Alphas like Toby first become aware of the presence and insatiable hunger of faggots through the underwear/sock sniffing addiction. In typical Alpha fashion, Alpha Toby thinks his used gear stinks, while faggots like his brother or his faggot friend think they smell incredible. So I explained to Alpha Toby how his pheromones trigger faggots and females to submit to him.

I was curious about how long he had been sexually active since he seemed pretty advanced.

I lost my virginity at 14, some bitch thirsted me so I rutted 🤣🤣.

I think sometimes fags and women forget we ain’t equal🤣. I get sick of bitches and all this feminism shit, Just shut the fuck up and clean my sweaty balls 🤣. Don’t get in the way of nature, you know, fag?

How can you say we’re equal when I know you fucking cream about me?

I always find that kind of Alpha attitude very refreshing and sexy. Alphas are such natural Men, always preferring to boil interpersonal relationships down to their essence. What Alpha Toby was saying may have been his opinion, but it’s absolutely perfect Hierarchical thinking.

He went on:

Yes faggot, that’s exactly it. None if this bullshit about equality and that. Fuck faggots and bitches, all this bullshit about “fuck straight men” … Fuck off it’s cause they all touch their little clitties at the thought of our dirty gym socks. I thrive on the power knowing something as gross as my fucking sweaty football socks made some faggot hard.

Then we had a bit of a break in our conversation. When Alpha Toby returned, he said this:

Hey faggot, sorry boy. Basically I’ve not fucked my brother, but I used my friend for the first time. I went to play some sports at the park with him and we got back to my place I confronted him and he cleaned my sweaty feet and balls, but I didn’t let him suck my dick yet.

Honestly fag, I was shocked, it was like he just crumbled. It’s amazing faggot, it made me feel even more powerful that as he left I asked how big his dick was hard and he said five inches and I said “that’s the size of mine soft.”

Alpha Toby was fascinated by the fact that his faggot friend seemed so happy just to lick his feet and balls.

Damn that’s mad faggot, could you explain to me how my faggot just cleaned my feet and balls and didn’t even suck dick or cum and was fine with that fag? Damn if I was rutting some bitch and she just left before I came I’d go apeshit. That’s good to know that I brought it so much happiness, he brought me un-musky nuts 🤣🤣 low hanging and hairy.

Talk about wasting no time! But things were about to get even more intense.

Christmas was approaching, and Alpha Toby wanted to give something special to his faggot brother: a chastity cage!

Alpha Toby also bought his brother this card to go with the gift:

Alpha Toby asked me what he should write in the card, so I came up with this:

(His name),

I know you’re a faggot. As your brother, it’s my job to help you become whatever you are meant to be.

Faggots are not Men, and therefore they should be caged. I hope this chastity cage will help you be fulfilled in life.

Your Alpha Brother,

Toby

So Christmas came and went, and then I received this update:

My Christmas was great, I gave my brother his Christmas present and he totally loved it. Yes, I was super surprised, I thought he’d be disgusted and eventually come ‘round but he was just ashamed and I laughed and said put it on faggot, he went in to his room and put it on and hasn’t taken it off since.

I let him do it himself and then he came out and showed me. Should I have put it on him? I’m kinda over that other faggot, I kinda wanna focus my energy on fag little bro.

I’ve not gone all the way or anything like that yet, just cause I’m still trying to navigate this as much as he is. I think I didn’t want to push him to much, at the end of the day he is my baby bro.

I think I wanna sit and chat with my bro about where I wanna go with this.

As insane as this situation has gotten, Alpha Toby has remained methodically cool and collected throughout. It simply doesn’t rattle him. He accepts his role as Alpha, and everything else is just the way it is.

What we are witnessing in Alpha Toby is the emergence of a pure, natural-born Alpha awakening to the limitless possibilities of his own life. He is beginning to understand that anything he wants in life he can take without fear or judgement. The rules simply do not apply to him.

It’s beautiful, and so is he!

My post about Ahmed was heartbreaking for me. There’s always this desperation I feel hanging over me when dealing with overwhelming issues like this.

That’s why I love when Protector Alphas like Master Mark (an Alpha I’ve come to know on Snapchat) step in with words of support:

My heart broke reading about Ahmed. If there is anything we can do to get him out of there I want to help. Money, helping arrange refugee/asylum status in a safe country, whatever it may be. No one should ever have to go through that ordeal. I use faggots and I love feminine ones the best, but I would never ever hurt them. Fuck these so-called ‘men’. They are cowards and cunts and if I ever meet one they better hope there’s a hospital nearby.

It’s impossible to not love Alphas like Master Mark. Simply put, Men like him are the greatest Men to walk the Earth. They are the reason we faggots are inclined to serve and worship in the first place!

Thank you Master Mark and all other Protector Alphas around the world!

As many of you already know, the Middle East is special to me. After all, my Baby Boy was born there, and in 2017 I managed to rescue him from that region of despair and into a new life. In addition, Through the experience of that rescue operation and also through this website I am come to know many souls trapped in that part of the world, all desperate to escape as well.

So it’s special to me for all the wrong reasons.

If it’s possible to hate a region of the world or an entire culture, then I do hate the Middle East. It’s cruel, aggressively backward, and hateful. My Baby Boy is permanently damaged from his hellish experiences there, and for that I will never forgive the people there who inflict such pain.

I take it very personally. I can’t even count the number of times I have been reduced to tears over a letter or message I’ve received from faggots trapped there. I feel my heart start racing with anxiety over some of these situations, and when they disappear their haunting words of despair hang on me for years like cold, wet blankets.

What follows is the latest such letter. It’s from a 24-year-old feminine faggot from Pakistan named Ahmed. This brother was largely abandoned by his family (because of his femininity) and ended up homeless and prostituting himself to survive. Eventually he was picked up and claimed by a 30-year-old wealthy businessman.

But it’s not exactly a “Pretty Woman” tale, as you will soon discover:

Brother sam

I am a faggot from Islamabad Pakistan. I live with a man who is alpha but doesn’t know much about alpha faggot and other things. I service him and sometimes his friends.

I still struggle alot being a sissy sub. I feel uncomfortable sometimes with his friends. He is also very strict. 

In Islamic country men have less access to females without marriage. So they occasionally use faggots gays crossdressers and transgender.
But best thing about him is that he does what u call “cunting” every night. In our society men consider it a moral duty to regularly fuck their partners. Sometimes he is romantic sometimes if he is tired he just mounts and breed. 

I am not educated or have a job. So I am very happy that he provided me shelter and food. He sometimes beats me but otherwise he is generally ok. Most of the day he works so I usually remain alone at home. Sometimes some of his friends may stop by for a quickie. I don’t like them much and don’t want to have sex with them. 

One of them is very abusive if I am alone with him and forced me to drink his urine. I did not tell my man about it. He knows he came by but didn’t know he pisses in my mouth and beats me if I don’t. 

Life is good and I dread the day he will throw me out as I don’t know how I will eat or where to live. Before him I used to beg on streets and did sex work. But it is not steady and we don’t have homeless shelter or social programs for poor people like me. Before that I lived with parents but I had bad reputation in neighborhood which was disrespect to my father and brothers. They told me to be man or leave. 

First I lived with a group of trans people. Our guru (the mentor of the group) ran brothel so it was easier. But then she sold me to a man who took me to a village. I was unhappy so I ran away. Now I couldn’t join any transgender group because my guru had to pay back the man who purchased me. 

After that I traveled different cities mostly begged for money and provided sex services. But during pandemic it was hard as no one had jobs and there was lockdown. It was very bad because of lack of food and shelter I was very worried and didn’t know where to go.

So I met my man in the park where I slept at night and he took me to his place. He is well off and gave me shower and clothes. After few days he just woke me and took me in bedroom where he told me to suck his dick and after that he fucked me. He then said if u be good and clean I can keep u here. Clean my house make food do laundry. 

He smokes and drinks occasionally. If he is angry he beats me. I don’t like the violence but I try to avoid it by making him happy. 

That’s my story as a Pakistani sissy crossdressing faggot. U can share it if u want to. I have no friends faggot or gays or trans. And my man and his friends don’t talk to me much. That’s why I use internet but in our country faggots don’t talk to other faggots trans people don’t talk to me other men want to fuck so i don’t know what’s happening to other peoples in my country. 

Thanks 

Ahmed (fortunately) gave me his phone number, so I’ve been communicating with him. In person, he’s much like the letter above – thoughtful, kind, resilient, and down-to-earth.

Which is what adds to the tragedy of the way he’s being treated. His owner allows multiple friends to come by whenever they need to fuck and essentially rape Ahmed. Sometimes they beat him badly. It makes my heart hollow out.

When I hear faggots in the free world talk about their rape fantasies, I shake my head in disgust and sadness. They don’t know what it really means to be raped, let alone be raped repeatedly by strangers. They don’t know the hopelessness of a faggot slave used this way, trapped in a secretive and unforgiving land.

Here’s the ironic part: he almost feels sorry for ME because I live in a violent and hateful United States! He wrote:

I think america is so not good if you don’t mind me. I cannot understand why they have so many covid cases and deaths. Even poorest countries don’t have this many deaths.

Ahmed actually volunteered for the COVID vaccine clinical trials (for which he was paid 5,000 Rs / $68.00)! Even while stuck in a situation like this he’s still being valuable to society! Great example!

I truly value fag brothers like Ahmed. Like I said at the outset, this issue runs very close to my heart. If I were very wealthy I swear I would create an underground railroad and lead all of the gays trapped in the Middle East to someplace new and safe. They deserve to have a chance at happiness, love, and peace like the rest of us.

If you want to reach out to Ahmed, contact me and I will make it happen. He would love to have a few friends!

A few days ago I discovered that Masters Nick and Matt were dating new girls. By “discovered,” I mean I suspected something was up with them based on their recent silence and flat-out asked them. And sure enough, my Spidey sense was correct again.

I’m happy for them, of course. They’re straight Alphas who still have a natural attraction to females (and especially certain female body parts). It helps them feel connected to certain important aspects of their Masculinity; squiring a beautiful woman on a date or making love to her makes a Man feel socially and sexually desirable.

Of course, as two Alphas who own faggots, there is an issue looming on the horizon: when and how do you explain the existence of these faggot slaves to the new girlfriends?

It’s an issue Master Jin recently confronted with his last girlfriend. He point-blank told her than Chin is his faggot and that wasn’t changing. So she left.

Masters Nick and Matt have been huddling on the issue, and they have decided that they will very soon tell their new girlfriends about their faggots. And their resolve to continue owning faggots seems to be as strong as ever. Said Master Matt the other day:

(Fucking her) is not as good as with my faggot … I can see myself always having a faggot now.

One curious side effect of these two great Alphas fucking females again is that they come home to fuck their faggots with even more aggression than usual. The faggots have told me this, and it’s something I experienced with straight Alphas I’ve served.

My theory: Alphas are forced to restrain themselves while fucking females (especially new girlfriends), so the Beast inside them wants to RUT when he gets back to his faggot holes.

Regardless, Masters Nick and Matt continue to be fearless trailblazers. Every faggot lucky enough to be owned by them can rest assured that they are safe at their feet!

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 three of a three-part series of articles.

After my excited email of rejoicing over Alpha Eric’s face-fucking of his (former) friend Nick, I wondered what he would think about my encouragement to fuck his new faggot. Fortunately my answer (sort of ) arrived the next day:

I think I can be okay with this. 

What about the situation with his girl?  I do think he cares for her.  If I fuck him there’s no way he’ll be able to fuck her again.  I know that sounds insane and like I’m full of myself but it’s true.  My girl once told me that she’d never be able to cheat because she feels like she got put through a cross-fit session 3/4ths of the time. 

I’ve seen her faggot brother even look a little afraid.  As I mentioned, he broke it off with his boyfriend because he was trying to be the top when he cheated with me.  Sometimes I laugh until I snort when I imagine him trying to penetrate anything.

Alpha Eric was worried about Nick’s relationship with his girlfriend?? I was apoplectic. I couldn’t type a response fast enough:

Master,

None of that surprises or shocks me. Alphas like you are typically incredible fucks that totally destroy females and faggots forever. They are the unforgettable ones, the Men who own us forever.

I can’t believe you are concerned about his relationship with his girlfriend. I guess it’s a testament to your inherent goodness, Master. Here’s the thing you’re overlooking: his relationship is a sham. He’s misleading her every time he pretends to be a Man.

She’s heading for a fall, eventually. It might as well be now before they get married and have kids and then it explodes. I’ve seen these situations firsthand, and they are often sad. So many needless lies and regrets.
Better that you take ownership of Nick and breed him, Master. Not only will you increase in power Hierarchically, but you will give Nate the opportunity to experience the freedom of fulfillment.

So feel no regret. You are performing your duty as a King in our world, Master. Follow your instincts and you’ll know what to do.
Yours,
sam the faggot

I meant every word of that email. It is offensive that Nick has been lying to this girl with his embarrassing masquerade of Manhood. And don’t get me wrong – I was guilty of the very same thing until a powerful Alpha forced me to accept the truth. Therefore, I know what is right in natural Hierarchy, and what Men need to do about these kinds of situations.

Alpha Eric needed to fuck away all of the lies and deception.

The next day Alpha Eric gave me his answer: “I’m going to fuck him later today.”

To add more encouragement, I wrote this to him:

Master,
Thank you for taking up this Kingly duty! As the Protector Alpha you are, it is your Hierarchical duty to correct errors like this. 

Alphas should be the leaders they were born to be.
Faggots should be the cock slaves they were born to be.

You remember the scenario I laid out, right? I really think you need to get in his head and force him to understand his proper place, Master. He was born to worship Alphas like you. Make him kiss your feet and tell you “Thank you, Sir.”

For inspiration, watch this: https://fagsworshipalphas.com/im-a-faggot-daddy/. You might want to tell him to be cleaned out when he arrives.
You are going to restore order, Master. 

I’ve never been prouder of an Alpha than I am today of you, Master!

Later that night, I received this email from Alpha Eric confirming that he had, indeed, restored order in the Hierarchy:

This took a little longer but I’m amazed how early in the day it still is. I told my little brother and nephew I’d take them turkey hunting this morning. They like to learn from the best. We didn’t get shit tho.

Afterward we split. I had my brother drive my nephew back to our older brother’s house.  I went straight to Nick’s.  I was already amped up from stalking one of the hardest birds to sneak up on.

I don’t remember everything I said. But I know told him that he was first going to suck my dick then I was going to fuck him.  I thought he would resist more.  He didn’t say anything and got down on his knees.  I was already hard.  I made him suck and lick my balls first.  He was slow at first but started getting a little hungrier.  I made him look up at me.  When I was finished pushing his head down and making him gag and puke a little I made him do it himself while looking up at me.  There was so much spit it even had my balls soaked.  He held his head there on his own effort looking up, neck flexing from gagging, spit going out the sides of his mouth.  He didn’t break until I told him to.  His neck and throat are going to hurt like hell.

Then came the fun part.  He started resisting a little.  I reached my hand down the back of his shorts and started grazing his ass crack with my fingers.  It was a pitiful sight.  I asked him if he had any lubricant.  He had Vaseline.  I told him to go get it.  But I got him totally naked first so he wouldn’t try to escape. 

I made him go doggy.  I wouldn’t dignify that with missionary.  I thought I was pretty gentle going in.  I guess the thought of it was scary enough to him.  Sometimes I wouldn’t have anything but the head in and he’d be crying out.  I finally broke through the worst part.  I made him back his ass up on the rest of it.  All. The. Way. Down.  To my balls. 

His skin jiggled.  Thighs clapped.  It was like an earthquake.  I pushed him down flat and laid on top of him.  Put my forearm around his neck.  It was brutal.  For him.  He’d lay limp but I’d make him squirm just for my amusement.  I’d use my other hand to slap at his face if I didn’t think he was trying hard enough to get away.  All his might and he was just stuck there shaking. 

I cum so hard it hurt my cock.  I had him bear hugged when I cum so tight it’s a wonder I didn’t crush his ribs.  He got in the fetal position when I got off him and I saw his own little pool of jizz on the comforter. 

I washed my dick. Used the bathroom.  Put my hunting clothes back on.  We didn’t say a word before I went out the door. 

Since then I’ve been home.  The girlfriend’s got something slow cooking.  I did some target practice with a bow with my nephew to help him get his skills up.  He finally got some good shots in.  I gave him his kudos.  I have thought a little about what happened.  The girlfriend thinks I seem really relaxed.  I worried maybe I went too far.  

He no shit texted me and thanked me.  He was a little funny about how much he was hurting.  I did message back and ask him if he was okay – I mean, I don’t want him calling the cops on me and my DNA is probably all over his taint by now.  But he used the phrase that he was at peace.  I don’t know what to make of that.  I hope he’s not suicidal or anything.  I mean, despite everything, I wouldn’t want him to hurt himself.

Anyway, that’s that.  I’ll see how it goes from here. 

I just want to highlight these two thoughts from Nick after being rutted by an Alpha God for the first time:

“He thanked me” and he said “he was at peace.”

This is what an Alpha does for a faggot when he uses it aggressively, almost violently, and breeds it deeply. An Alpha’s rut obliterates any false pretenses of Manhood and forces the faggot to embrace its truth. Its purpose.

What Alpha Eric did to his former friend Nick is the same thing Alphas have done to subjugate faggots since the beginning of time. It is the ultimate power one Man has over other, lesser males.

So now Alpha Eric has completed the transformation of his friend through the power of his cock and the force of his rut. He has given permission to Nick to be the thing nature intended him to be all along.

And by breeding Nick’s pussy, Alpha Eric has taken ownership of his former friend!

Hierarchy Is Truth!

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! 
 
Thank you again for writing to me, 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 one of a three-part series of articles.

Every so often a bombshell goes off on this site. I occasionally receive a developing story so hot and so emotionally-charged that everything else stops and I focus entirely on investigation and coaching.

Such is the case with a straight Alpha named Eric.

About a week ago I received this email to fagsworshipalphas@gmail.com:

I’m 21, straight, seeing a nice girl, and just your typical Yankee dude in northern NH.  Three weeks ago my best friend Nick told me he had feelings, was attracted to me, wanted to suck my dick, etc.  I swear I think he was high because it came out as stupid as it sounds.

I grew up with this guy.  I’ve got brothers and I’m closer to him than I am them.  We were just a couple of hellions.  I swear I had no idea.  If he had told me he was gay it wouldn’t have changed anything.  I don’t know what to do now.  We haven’t spoken since. 

In October he asked me if I had ever been with a guy.  I told him the truth that I had my dick sucked a few times by guys. I’m not ashamed.  My girl knows that and she wasn’t even surprised.  I like attention.

I feel the same way as if he had died.  I don’t know how I can hang out with him again.  Gay dudes have a pretty shitty life here tho but not because of the people (people here don’t give a shit if you’re gay).  But if they can’t move away they just end up on meth and working shitty jobs.  

My Mom told me that Nick’s Mom had been worried about him lately.  That makes me think he’s using something or he’s depressed over what happened (or both). She wants me to talk to him.  I care but it’s kind of hard to see him the same way right now. 

Any ideas?

Can you hear the pain in this young Alpha’s words? The struggle he was having over this revelation from his closest ally in life?

The empathy expressed by Alpha Eric moved me deeply. It’s RARE to hear a straight Alpha speak in such a compassionate way about any faggot, let alone a faggot that has shocked and disappointed him the way Nick did here.

So I knew I needed to help Alpha Eric understand what was going on. I immediately wrote him back with these words:

Sir,
Thank you for your touching and insightful letter! You are obviously an Alpha with some depth of character.

You must understand this about your friend Nick: he was born a faggot. He can’t help the fact that he is born to serve Men like you, Alphas. It’s a basic truth about Males known as Hierarchy. Some Men like you are Alpha and born to lead, to rule.

Others like Nick or me are born faggots. We are born to serve Men.

Nick means you no harm, Sir. He just wants to be your property, to be owned by you, and to serve you and make your life better. 

On my site I have countless true stories of straight Alphas who discovered faggot service and eventually came to own faggots of their own. One straight college Alpha in Toronto tried faggots in the fall of 2019, and now he owns four live-in faggots that serve him!

Your faggot Nick simply wants to make you happy. It’s heartbroken because it feels ashamed due to your rejection.

I will say that you’ll need to let go of the friendship part of your relationship. To an Alpha like you, Nick must become like a faithful dog. Like property you own and use.

All of this is perfectly natural. If you think about it, this might make deep internal sense. As a King, you need servants, right? Faggots are those servants.

Trust me, you will be fulfilling this faggot’s purpose on Earth by taking ownership of him and using him however you need.

I really hope some of what I’ve said reaches your heart, Sir. I trust in your judgment. Please feel free to ask any questions or contact me with updates.

Sincerely,
sam the faggot

Then came that awkward period of silence. I worried that I overdid it. But I just really wanted to hammer home this crux of this issue while I still had his attention. I hoped that, if nothing else, he would at least have the information in his mind so that it might marinate for a while inside of him.

But, to my surprise, Alpha Eric responded quickly.

I decided to call him up.  We met up at a lake and talked in my truck a while.  I can’t even look at him.  That’s not the Nick I knew.  It didn’t end good or bad.  We split because we were both at work.

I probably could use him sexually but I have enough complications.  I have a kid on the way with my girlfriend.  I don’t want Nick coming around and getting in my business.  Everything’s nice and tidy right now.  I’m not ruling out, but I have to make sure he’s stable.  I’m looking forward to my own family.

Plus, I already have a faggot who is taking good care of me: my girl’s brother.  I went over to pick her up a couple years ago and she wasn’t home.  He invited me in and had me sit in the best chair in the living room.  It didn’t take much to get him on his knees.  I started fucking him over a year ago. This has been going on for 2 years now.  Before I moved in with my girl sometimes I could nut in both of them in the same day.  

I stole both of them too.  My girl left her ex for me.  Her brother tried to date a guy but kept coming back.  I was an asshole and would fuck the shit out of him and use him hard.  I made him jerk off until he nut too.  Then I’d send him back to his boyfriend nice and ruined.

Anyway, I’m just starting to brag now.  We’ll see about Nick, seriously.  But I’m still grieving a little.

HOLY FUCK!! I didn’t see that coming AT ALL. He’s fucking his girlfriend’s brother!!

I ripped off this email in response:

Master, 

OMG! Why didn’t you explain this to me!?! I wouldn’t have wasted time trying to explain faggots to you if I knew you already owned a faggot!

That’s really powerful, though. You must be an Apex Alpha to have this sort of command over faggots and females! Also, clearly your seed is quite potent given its effects on females (pregnancy) and the psychological effects it has on faggots. 

Was this brother the first faggot for you? I’m guessing it wasn’t. 
As far as Nick, he just wants to serve you, Master. He’s no different than your girlfriend’s brother. 

Don’t mourn for your former friend. The very best thing you can do is take ownership of him and become his Master. He will become what he was born to be, and you will ascend to Godhood – what you were born to be!

You have handled this in a spectacular way, Master, and I am very impressed. You are incredibly wise and mature. 

Now see beyond your initial emotions on the subject and look at the truth there. Your former friendship was built on a false front constructed by Nick so he could be close to you. 

When, in reality, he belongs kneeling at your feet. 

That reality can now happen the way Nature intended. 

Thank you so much for writing back, Master. I hope my words inspire you to take action eventually!
Yours, 
sam the faggot

In response to that email, Alpha Eric wrote back to tell me how he knew a faggot when he was a teenager who taught him about masturbation and also gave Alpha Eric his first blowjob. I won’t reproduce the entire email here because it contains a lot of family history stuff.

The point is this: Alpha Eric understands the purpose of faggots quite well. And, more importantly, he knows what needs to happen but is afraid of what he knows must be the result.

To this gorgeous and very personal email I responded:

Master,

Beautifully written and expressed perfectly. Thank you.

You have enough experience as an Alpha and a user of faggots to understand this simple truth: Nothing about what you shared with Nick in the past was fake or invalid. It was all real.

Nick hasn’t died, so there’s no reason to mourn.

You know exactly what Ncik is because you’ve used faggots. There’s no loss here.

What you lose as a friend you gain as a servant. Nick becomes more than a friend … he becomes YOURS. Your property. 

And through this, you both become fulfilled. Through faggot ownership, Alphas ascend to a new level of psychological and spiritual power. You go BEYOND the barriers that constrain other inferior males.

And by becoming your faggot, Nick will finally be fulfilled. What a gift that would be that you could give to him, Master! You would give him the chance to actually BE FREE and be what he was born to be!

By rejecting him, you only lock him back in that cage of fear once more. I know you care about him too much to do that to him.

Imagine the first time you put him on his knees and put your dick in his mouth. You look down at him and you see the wonder in his eyes as he sucks your cock. 

And after you feed him your load and he breathlessly thanks you, you tussle his hair and say “good boy” or “good faggot.”

And the former friendship changes into one of a satisfied Master and his grateful faggot. Like a Man and his faithful dog.

It’s just a different form, Master.

You have the power and control to bridge the gulf that exists now. I know deep down you feel that primal Alpha urge to take possession. Don’t resist it, Master.

Fulfill Nate. Fulfill yourself.

yours,
sam the faggot

Did my words move Alpha Eric to take action? What happened next? Stay tuned for PART TWO!

This thread follows Master Louis, a wise Alpha owner of faggots. CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!

There’s a cadre of stupendous Alphas with whom I’ve communicated over the years and never discussed publicly on this site. In some ways these Men are a secret weapon on this site because they keep me grounded and focused on the true function of this site. They’re the Watchers, the invisible Alphas mentoring me in private. I treasure them.

One such Alpha is Master Louis. I met him online a couple of years ago and struck up a very nice rapport over that time. He always gives me bits of Alpha wisdom that I take to my heart. He’s also quite dominant, which makes my little fag heart flutter every time we speak.

I know Master Louis has been hungry to own a new faggot, but this year has been bad for that. So I was encouraged to hear that he had found a young, trainable faggot near him.

Prior to meeting Master Louis gave his new faggot Owen a strict rule: it was not to touch its (uncaged) clit or masturbate at all.

Well, little Owen made the mistake of opening up this site … and after reading the stories here and playing with itself the faggot ejaculated.

I’ll give Owen credit: it told the truth to its new Master. Master Louis was displeased, naturally, and decided the fag needed to be punished. Part of that punishment involved Owen confessing its crime to me (what am I? A priest??) in a three-way chat and figuring out an appropriate punishment.

Owen dutifully wrote to me of the experience:

As i worked into the wee hours last night, i found my faggot mind, excited about recently entering the ownership of My Master, curious what the internet says about Master / fag dynamics. Inspired and horny, i read through fagsworshipalphas.com. Even though i knew i shouldn’t and Master would be upset, i began rubbing my faggot clit. The advice, stories, photos, and videos on the site were too much for me to withstand and i ejaculated in my pants. I resolved to inform My Master the following morning.

Master had arranged for a short meet / use at His place around lunch time. Having just learned that His fag disobeyed him, Master was going to have to punish me. I knew He would, but did not know how, save for it might involve the dildo i was instructed to bring.

When i arrived, i received instructions to strip (all but my jock) and assume the bitch pose, which Master had recently taught me. Eagerly i did, presenting my pussy for Sir. I heard His footsteps approach, and made sure my back was arched as He taught me. He inspected my hole and said something like “I can’t believe you disobeyed me, faggot.”

My punishment was uncomfortable, but i understood why He made me do it. I had to kneel on a shoe tray, the kind with ridges that dug into my knees, while demonstrating my throat progress on the dildo suctioned to a floor to ceiling mirror. Sir sat and watched me go deep as possible, licking the silicon balls at the deepest point. At times He would push my head even deeper down on the dildo, telling me to look into my own eyes in the mirror and know I’m a faggot. It was gruelling, but i enjoyed satisfying Him in that way.

He instructed me to get off the shoe tray and kneel before Him, and asked if I would touch my clit again. “No, Sir,” I said through teary eyes and drool soaked lips. He had me do bitch position and places a foot on my face.

At his request, i repeated, “i won’t touch my clit again.”

Then, He allowed me to service His Cock with my throat, commanding the long, deep strokes He loves. I obliged happily best i could, drool running all over. Kind and rewarding as He is, He allowed me to swallow His Load. He came right at the back of my mouth, and told me to hold it in my mouth and say “Thank you” which i did. Then he gave me permission to swallow. As time was nearly up, i obeyed Sir’s command to clean up, clothes on, and leave. We conferred electronically from there, sharing thoughts and gratitude on the experience. I will definitely be going back for more, thank you, Master!

First of all, fag Owen is an excellent and expressive writer, which I love. But, more importantly, Owen has the correct mindset. A faggot’s outlook is directly tied to its success in general. A faggot’s life isn’t easy. A positive, humble, and respectful attitude will carry a true faggot through the tough times. Owen has that already.

But I also got to witness Master Louis in action as an owner, and I came away with an even deeper respect for him. He’s thoughtful and compassionate with his faggots, always seeking the training that will improve the faggot the most.

When an Alpha finds the right faggot, magic happens. Those ancient Hierarchical laws forged into the DNA of all males takes over, and fulfillment is the result.

I commend Master Louis and his new faggot Owen for finding that fulfillment, too!

This thread follows the incredible life of 26-year-old Apex Alpha Marco. CLICK HERE for all of the posts in this thread in chronological order!

Two days ago I received this message on Kik messenger:

Hey.

My fag messaged me and suggested I try and get you to write about us on your blog. I’ve read through it. I didn’t realize how big of a thing this was. I thought it was pretty uncommon tbh. But I guess it’s not.

But anyways. My fag mentioned he wants to see if you’d write about me. He thinks people should know about me.

He’s been good. So I thought I would try.

I always think it’s a good sign when a faggot pushes its Master to contact me (and then he does) for two reasons:

1. The faggot thinks so highly of its Master that it wants the world to know about him.

2. The faggot is allowed to have open, frank communication with its Master, indicating a quality Alpha.

But “quality Alpha” barely describes Apex Alpha Marco, the Apex Alpha I’ve come to know over the last few days.

Master Marco is a 26-year-old straight Alpha in Boston, Massachusetts. He’s been fucking faggots for about 10 years, but the casual, convenient fucks of the past have more recently morphed into full-blown Ownership of a married domestic faggot and a personal faggot named John (the fag who encouraged him to contact me).

I asked Master Marco to describe his first experience using a faggot in high school:

Some fag catfished me (before we knew what being catfished was).

He stole my number from his friend. Pretended he was a girl at my school (huge school with thousands of kids).

He told me to meet him at the theatre to make out. When I saw it was a guy. I started to walk away. He offered to suck me off. I was so horny I didn’t care. So then for a while I’d meet him and have me suck him off whenever I needed it. I was 16 years old.

That faggot serviced Master Marco through high school, but college saw him branch out more:

I had a few in college. But that was more because I thought it was ironic.

I ended up being a cheerleader. And guys always did that BS of making fun of us male cheerleaders.

You know that type of stuff. But what most of them didn’t know is I was fucking our basketball captain and soccer captain and baseball captain.

Like the three most popular guys on campus were getting on their knees and begging for my dick.

Nice! College was also where Master Marco first tried fucking fag pussy.

I want to say it was the baseball captain. It was either him or the soccer captain. I can’t remember.

But it was right after a big basketball game. We had been cheering for hours. I was disgusting from tumbling and throwing girls all day.

I went to the locker room and changed out if my uniform got in the ice bath. The basketball team was across the way and their captain was trying not to eye me down.

The other guy had come into the locker room to shoot the shit after the game. I stayed after the basketball players and fell asleep in the ice bath.

I woke up and it was just me and the baseball captain. I remember now. He was studying athletic training and said he’d lock up after me.

He came up behind me and started massaging my shoulders and my arms. He knew I had gotten hurt earlier that year and “wanted to make sure I was okay”.

I think this was my first time truly being worshipped and not just getting head.

He ended up coaxing me out of the ice bath and laid me on one of the tables to give me a massage. I fell asleep again.

I woke up to his mouth in my dick. He wasn’t my favorite at blowjobs. But he did the job. He covered my eyes with a towel and told me he wanted me to relax and focus on getting off. I wasn’t going to argue with that.

Before I knew it he was sitting on me and I could feel him sliding down my dick. Hearing this buff guy moan like a bitch as he tried to take my dick turned me on so hard that I fucked him until he cried. Then I made him wash off my body in the shower.

I saw him that night at the bar with his girlfriend and couldn’t stop laughing knowing I made him my bitch.

Since leaving college Master Marco has largely stuck to using faggots due to their convenience and complete servitude.

I didn’t really date anyone. I was too busy with school and being an athlete. Which is why I used those guys. But tbh. Now that I’m out of school. i don’t really date either. I’m much more interested in having guys do things for me than dating anyone.

Girls all want to get married and have kids and honestly. I could care less about that stuff right now. How could I not. I go to my job. Come home to one fag at my door ready to cook and clean and the other soon after to worship me.

But this year the pandemic changed everything about Master Marco’s mindset regarding his use of faggots.

When I first moved to Boston was after this whole pandemic hit the fan and fucked everything up. And all the girls on the dating apps weren’t doing the whole hookup thing without it being serious.

I knew that gay guys didn’t care. So I downloaded Grindr. Boom. He (John) came over and sucked me off. And then I couldn’t get him to leave me alone. The rest is history.

Master Marco owns two faggots; John, a cute Italian twink faggot used solely for sexual relief and worship, and “faggot” (Master Marco says he doesn’t know its name) a married slave that handles domestic chores only like cleaning and cooking, shopping, etc.

Neither faggot lives with Master Marco, but both come on command when he needs something. When I asked him if he had plans to expand his ownership of these faggots or add more to his stable, Master Marco said:

Maybe in the future. But for now. This is perfect. Especially in the pandemic. Sex whenever I want and turn down service to boot.

I wish I knew about this sooner. Grad school would’ve been way easier if I knew It could’ve been this easy.

Indeed!

That’s the funny thing about Men, particularly straight Men, when it comes to using faggots: they’re always underestimating the faggot need to serve. They always think there are limits to what they can do with faggots, when literally there are no limits.

But ownership of faggots this year has really deepened Master Marco’s understanding of his own Alphahood and Hierarchy in general.

Tbh. The whole Alpha fag thing started with one of my current ones. I always thought calling people fags was rude. And my parents raised me to be humble. So the whole alpha male thing was always weird to me.

But gay guys have always flocked to me. I was an athlete in high school. I played football. Basketball. Ran track and all that. I’ve always been taller and more attractive than other guys. But never really cared because I thought it would make me an asshole.

But with my main fag. He’s really taught me a lot about all of this.

He’s read a few of your stories with me and made me realize that I’m an alpha and that he’s a fag. And I’ve been missing out on being worshipped for years.

I didn’t truly believe it until I met my second fag. He literally threw himself at my feet and basically begged me to use him.

But I see now that Hierarchy is real.

As is typical with Apex Alphas, Master Marco’s appetite for domination is insatiable. So to that end he’s decided to begin owning faggots online to satisfy his need for worship.

Master Marco is joining findom Twitter to allow faggots to serve him from around the world.

His Twitter account is:

@BosAlphaMarco

I’m sure you’ll be hearing much more about Master Marco here on the site. In fact, we’re already discussing interview possibilities on the podcast, potentially featuring his faggot as well! So stay tuned!

In the meantime, kneel and submit to your new GOD:

This thread follows the thoughts and reflections of a 38-year-old Apex Alpha named Master Daniel as he sets out to rule the world. CLICK HERE to follow these posts in chronological order!

During the incredible run of this website I have been truly blessed to meet and get to know some of the greatest Apex Alphas on the planet. It overwhelms me sometimes. For a faggot, it’s as close to knowing God as I can ever hope.

Even with all of that treasured experience, I’ve never encountered an Apex Alpha like Master Daniel.

Out of nowhere Master Daniel sent me this picture:

Those are his size 13 feet. Then he said this:

Fags love big feet. I enjoy foot worship especially. I always select footfags. Licking my feet first is a must before any other part of my body may be worshipped. It’s a sign of respect!

Good introduction!

It quickly became obvious that Master Daniel understood his power over faggots as something genetic.

And I also think the smell of my feet primes the fags mind for further use. It’s like pheromones I’m sure. Gymfags can’t get enough of my sweat. I don’t own perfume or deodorant. My natural musk is much more masculine.

I discovered that Master Daniel is a 38-year-old Apex Alpha and bodybuilder from Belgium. He owns faggots all around Europe where he travels extensively for his business as well as his escorting services for wealthy fags.

Master Daniel was 14 years old when he used his first faggot.

I had fucked girls before. For I think a year. I was mature very early (at least my body). But I wasn’t satisfied with the girls. Constant complaining that I was too big or not careful enough … blah blah. Also… I remember I wanted to try anal because my buddies talked about it, they had seen porn… you know how it goes.

So back then our neighbours in Germany had kids same age as me. 2 girls and a boy. And I had already played with the elder girl, but she also refused to be fucked up the ass. So the brother who was older but small and shy must have overheard us because he snuck a note in the pocket of my pants. Just saying: “you can fuck my ass”

I was reluctant, I thought it was gay, but since he almost looked like a girl anyway I figured I’d try. Looking back he must have had experience. Because when I went to his room at some later time we had agreed on he was fully ready. I mean naked. Clean. Bitch position. Ass up. The whole thing. I fucked him. Dumped my load in him. And left. But it was fantastic. I remember how tight he felt. And no complaining. No asking for slower or careful. Just ass up face down and silent.

I fucked him about 10 times. Same procedure every time. But it was in the summer when we moved to Belgium. But it got me hooked on fagpussy over women pussies.

Even after 24 years of breeding faggots, Master Daniel still fucks plenty of females.

However I do regularly fuck females, The goal here being to impregnate them. As an alpha I must ensure that I procreate. A fag’s biggest fault is that they cannot carry alpha offspring.

TRUE!

Breeding is fundamental, and Master Daniel seems to grasp its importance Hierarchically. “I MUST pass on my superior gene set,” he insisted.

Again and again during our week-long conversation Master Daniel would disappear for long sessions of breeding. Then he would return with pictures of his latest triumph:

When I asked Master Daniel about this conquest, he said:

It was a gymfag that I picked up some weeks ago. I gave it my number back then. Suddenly now I got a message of it asking if I was available for worship.

But long story short I could see the mental confusion immediately. When it was licking my biceps it was comparing it to its own. When it was sucking me there was this confused look in its eyes, as if it felt it should not suck dick…

The confusion is due to the stigma of society. Well I think it was half way to understanding what it was so…. I helped it along.

It was reluctant to get fucked. So I started easy (Which is hard for me 😂). But well… let us say… it ended with almost an hour of full on plowing of its hole. Jackhammering without Mercy because I had to be sure to erase all those false beliefs.

See how Master Daniel views his ownership and breeding of faggots to be a teaching method, a way to assert Hierarchical order?

Master Daniel’s power is essentially limitless. He has been on a week-long trip through Spain for business, and he has faggots scheduled for breeding every day.

Spanish fags are very very submissive and have tight pussies. I always enjoy Spain. So have planned already a fag a day. But that’s not enough but I will pick up enough during the day. My balls are extra full already just thinking of it.

I have what I would call regulars. They may get fucked by others. They crave cock like every fag and I can’t leave the without for month.

But when I text them they have to be ready whenever I command. And they never fail to be ready. Clean shaved and on the floor.

Well it’s gonna be a fuck and cunt marathon, guaranteed. My current personal best is set at 27 loads in a day. I’ve been working to top (pun) that! It was an achievement worthy of a god.

The aggression of Master Daniel is boundless. I’ll relate this story that happened while we were texting during a recent gym session.

He was complaining about another Alpha in the gym at the time.

Ah. There is another alpha here. It’s clear he is. Still I feel this urge to fuck him.

I think I should first put him in his place as a sub alpha. He is nowhere as strong as me. I think it’s nature that wants me to correct the hierarchy. Also with covid I have gotten too little pussy. I want to stick my cock in everything that moves.

I asked him why he was so agitated by this Alpha.

It offends me that someone is in the room that could be seen as an possible equal to me. I am the king. He must submit.

No he doesn’t. I expect inferior alphas to look down when I am in their presence. Gotta go. I’m gonna take him to the toilet to teach him.

Then Master Daniel disappeared for quite a while. Finally, he returned.

That’s sorted. He is not going to be disrespectful ever again. Took him to the restrooms. Punched him in the gut so he fel to his knees. Pissed over him. Made him watch me jerk my cock, forced my cock in his throat and made him swallow my load. This will teach him and the taste of superior cum will put him in his place.

All hail the me the KING!

When I objected, he replied:

I cannot accept insubordination. What do you think how alphas determine their ranks? It’s nature. Just two males fighting for the place as leader of the pack 🤷‍♂️

Is that story real? I don’t know, but I kinda hope so!

Master Daniel has promised to come onto the podcast once he returns from his trip. I’m trembling already.

Speaking of the podcast, I read a quote from Master Daniel on it the other day about cunting. He had some very specific things to say about cunting and Hierarchy that I will craft into another post.

Hopefully you are enthralled by this literal human god as much as I am! Now kneel and kiss his godly feet!

This is the extraordinary story of 17-year-old straight Alpha Kyle, son of a 51-year-old married Alpha named Sir Rob who is grooming his Alpha son to own and use faggots. CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!

One of the more impressive aspects of Master Kyle’s makeup is his deep sense of personal responsibility. It’s why I labeled him an Apex Alpha almost immediately. It simply radiates from him.

That quality really became evident during the recent incident I chronicled involving Master Kyle preventing a young girl from being raped in an alley.

He took care of her that night. He kept seeing her when he could, taking her out and getting to know her. He resisted his own breeding instincts with her out of respect for her traumatic experience.

But yesterday, he decided that this girl was becoming someone very special to him. So he did the noble thing and broke up with his current girlfriend so he could devote all of his time to this new girl, Amber, and his three faggots.

The girlfriend was heartbroken and cried, of course, and Master Kyle Did what he could to console her. In a total Alpha move, he offered to keep fucking her. It remains to be seen if she takes him up on the offer. She will.

But don’t worry – Master Kyle isn’t giving up on his faggots. “They will always be mine,” he said confidently. He currently breeds each one once a week.

Then, at the end of the conversation, Master Kyle told me another bombshell:

The neighbor he purposely impregnated earlier this year called to tell him she’s having TWINS! One boy and one girl!

She’s seven months pregnant, so January 2021 will see the birth of Apex Alpha twins!

I was so amazed and overcome by the power of Master Kyle in the moment that I blurted out (like a nasty faggot) how much I want to taste his seed and that he should mail me a tube of it.

He didn’t exactly reject the idea!

So maybe next year I’ll be carrying Master Kyle’s baby too!

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!

It’s hard to serve a straight Alpha. Eventually, they will fall in love with a girl and leave many parts of their past life behind. Friends that aren’t convenient, sporting activities that take up time, etc. Almost always the first things to go are the whores and, more specifically, their faggots.

I remember when my first Alpha (who was straight) fell in love with a girl. Suddenly there was no time to feed me anymore. The phone calls dried up. There were awkward glances between us when we’d see each other socially. I occasionally forced myself into his life; we had a couple of early morning screaming matches that always left me in tears. It was an ugly end to what was just the beginning of my new purpose.

And I was almost 19 years old! Imagine what poor little Michael experienced when his Master Bob did the same thing!

Here’s Michael’s story about the end:

After a few years of regular service to Alpha Bob He started dating a regular girlfriend.  In my experience, this had heretofore resulted in the end of previous arrangements with other Alphas.  One evening after dinner, which was always at 6:30 in our house, the phone rang.  Like most families in the days before personal cell phones, the youngest always scrambles to answer the phone out of sheer nosiness about who is calling and it was Bob.  He said He wanted to talk to me at His house.  When i arrived He seemed to be home alone and took me into His bedroom, which He also shared with His older brother Scott.  Scott had the same build as Bob, but Scott had black hair.  

Bob told me to sit on the side of His bed.  As usual, i had questions about what we were doing and Alpha Bob said, “Just sit and wait.  We can’t mess around yet because Scott is in the shower getting ready to go out.  After He leaves we can mess around.”  Then He left the room and went to the basement.  I heard the shower stop and about 3 minutes later a wet-haired Scott walked in with a towel wrapped around His narrow waist.  Nothing was said.  I was sitting on the edge of the bed facing the dresser.  Scott stood with His back to me facing the dresser, reaching in a drawer and pulling out a pair of white briefs which He slowly placed on top of the dresser.  He seemed to hesitate and then turned around to face me while dropping the towel.

There i sat face to face with a very large Alpha cock staring me in the face.  Long, thick, cut, and with a dark bush of pubes around the base.  His balls hung loose and free in the warmth of His freshly scrubbed scrotum.  Scott just stood there and i just stared with my mouth slightly open.  All He said was, “Well?”  I knew what was to be done and leaned forward to suck yet another big teen cock.  His right hand settled on the top of my fag head and He guided my strokes until He nutted.  That fast He turned away and said, “Go downstairs.  Bob is waiting.”  I was up off the bed and out the door like a shot.  

When i found Bob sitting in the rumpus room in the basement He was sullen.  No tv was on.  He was just staring a bit flush.  He said, “Did you do it?”  I said, “Yes.”  He replied, “Ok.”  I was left to figure out what happened on my own, but to this day I believe older Alpha prevailed upon younger Alpha to share the fag and i also suspect there were some unpleasant exchanges over it.  Kind of like when a friend asks to borrow your car and you think that is a bit too much to ask, but get pressured to give in.  He seemed to feel ill used and put upon.  For the next two hours He fucked me all over that house.  He fucked me in His shared room with Scott, the living room, the garage, and once it was dark enough out He took me in the back yard and planted His seed under the stars.  It felt very much like He was reasserting ownership of His fag.  Interestingly, once seemed to have been enough for Scott.  He never asked for any other favors and acted normal if distant around me the few times we encountered each other after that.  

There were other instances of sharing as well.  One involved a pool match in His basement.  Master Bob told me to come over one summer mid-morning.  His house was empty of family.  When i knocked He let me in and told me to go downstairs.  As i got to the basement with Bob right behind me i saw another guy standing at the pool table with a cue in His hand.  

We were not introduced and i did not recognize Him.  He was older but had that look where He could have been 16 or 25.  He wore jeans and a t-shirt and sneakers.  Over the next hour or so i was used in the following ways:  Stripped naked and gave head to both of them, but they did not cum.  A pool cue was unscrewed and the blunt end was inserted in my pussy while i knelt on the table to the great mirth of the unknown Alpha.  The guy kept saying i can’t believe he lets you do this! Bob said, “he LIKES it!”  The “fun” culminated with them playing a game of pool to see who got to fuck me first.   I just remember wishing they would finish the game and get to it because the pool cue was not comfortable and i had to stand against a column with the threaded end of the cue wedged on the floor and not move.

While standing there Bob’s mom pulled into the driveway.  The race was on to get dressed and look natural before that woman made it from the driveway and into the house!  Since i was the only naked person at that moment i ran into the bathroom with my clothes and came out dressed.  The other Alpha had left and Bob just said, “Let’s finish the pool game.”  We did and then He told me to go home.  It was a long time before He called me again. 

More girlfriend, less fag.  We were at a point where His random calls for service were becoming less frequent and my need for Cock was growing stronger.  I needed dick and began approaching my friends to feel out their proclivities.  Which of my peers might be open to some fun.  I had two or three closer friends and i started with them.  Carl was a Catholic boy and attended a parochial school (St. Joseph’s) and Mark was a Methodist and he attended the same 5th grade class as me at Northside Elem School.  Carl was a swimmer, tanned and had blonde hair.  All summer long he smelled like chlorine…lol.  Mark was also fair-skinned but with brown wavy hair.  Carl was as much a horn dog as i was and we had great mutual fun.  Unfortunately, his family moved away a few months after we started playing around.  

Mark was the best friend i had mentioned in an earlier piece.  A few years after his original condemnation of my slut nature he was on the cusp of puberty.  We started the normal playing around trying to reach those dry orgasms together.  Then one day he asked me what i did with Bob. Considering we both had our pants down and were stroking each other’s boners i felt safe to tell him.  “You suck him?”  I said yes and he asked what that was like.  I told him i liked doing it a lot.  He looked slightly troubled by that information, but seemed to quickly recover.  He dropped back on his elbows and said, “Suck me then.”  This continued for several years and to his credit Mark stayed a fast friend continuing all the mutual hobbies together, vacations, church camps, etc until we graduated high school.  He did stop letting me blow him during times when he had a girlfriend.  

But Alpha Bob was not entirely out of the picture.  Our meetings were infrequent, but building in intensity as i think He grew more and more to realize His dominance and my fag nature. Each time He seemed to be testing the limits He could push me to. This may seem ridiculous and obvious to anyone reading this now, but i was experiencing it in real-time and without the benefit of hindsight.  The pool game was an example of this.  Other examples included increasing His verbal degradation of me during sex.  Forbidding me to wear underwear. Presenting me with a jock strap altered into a thong (it didn’t last long as He made it with regular cotton thread and it came apart), and making me blow Him for hours but not cumming.  My jaws were exhausted, my throat was raw and my knees were screaming by the time He fed me.  

By our last session He was not using lube to fuck me and was inserting objects in my pussy. One that comes to mind was a bundle of popsicle sticks (i don’t know how many) He put It in like a poorly designed butt plug and left them there while i sucked His cock.  They were inserted dry so they stayed in place.  When He thought He heard a car door He knelt on the sofa to look out the window.  False alarm, but our change of positions resulted in His butt being level with my face. The visual when He glanced back must have inspired Him. “Kiss my ass faggot”.  I kissed His right cheek and then His left. “No.  Kiss my ASS!”  You see where this was going. i definitely failed another test of manhood here when after some pleading for a reprieve that fell on deaf ears, i tasted His Alpha asshole.  He loved it and after a few licks so did i.  By this time i was about 12.  i could be described as a seasoned fag willing to do anything for an Alpha.  

Bob did some nice things for me over the years. First of course was allowing me to serve Him. But he also protected me. For example when i attended my first football practice in 7th grade He was on the HS team and showed up as a student athlete to help the Jr. High coaches.  All beginning athletes are worried about older kids picking on or hazing them.  The day before He saw me in our neighborhood and asked if i was worried. i acknowledged i was a little anxious. He told me to not worry, He would not let anyone mess with me.  Sure enough the first day there were bullies circulating those unattended moments looking for smaller boys to harass.  Just as they got to me Bob popped up and just said, “Leave him alone, he’s cool.”  The bullies moved on and i was spared.  

Bob eventually knocked up His girlfriend, got married and the last time i saw Him was in a food court at the mall wife and baby in tow.  We locked eyes, i looked away to respect His situation and left the area so He could relax. No one wants their fag around during family time.  Lol

What a bittersweet ending!

I was so impressed that Michael, handling all of this at an age much younger than I was, dealt with the loss of his first Master in such a matter-of-fact way.

Ultimately Michael went on to have a prolific career as a faggot for multiple Masters, and now enjoys his days in service to his King. So don’t weep for him, or even over his lost childhood. What he experienced has carried him through a joyful life!

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!

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!

I’ve had this true story for more than a week. First of all, it took some time and further discussion to further verify the story. But secondly – and most importantly – it was one of those stories that tend to make people uncomfortable.

This site has never shied away from disturbing experiences of questionable morality. It’s been my belief all along that these are really things that happen between males within the context of Hierarchy, so they deserve to be discussed and understood.

This particular story occurred in the early-to-mid sixties, beginning when budding faggot Michael (ugh, so many faggots named Michael!) was only six years old.

And it began with Michael serving his two Alpha brothers.

Again, this is far from the first time I’ve covered this type of thing between brothers so it’s clearly happening. I’m not sure exactly how to explain this phenomenon, other than to suggest that the Hierarchical roles override the incestuous aspects of it.

Given the size of this story, I’m splitting into at least two parts. And given that some of the people in the story have died since these events took place, I will use their real names.

Here’s Michael to set up the scene:

I was six. The youngest of six children. My two older brothers were David (6 years older than me) and John (4 years older). David zeroed in on my fag status first. He was 12 and horny and i was six and pliable. I would do anything for attention.

David invited me to sleep in his bedroom with him one night and kept saying, “We are buddies, right?” I would do anything to be His buddy. He was tall and handsome and already a stud athlete. I was already exhibiting fag traits. I had a sibilant “es” when i spoke, was more interested in the cheerleaders than the football game, chose colorful clothing and was a known tattle tale. I even had to be told to stop carrying my books like a fag when i started elementary school. So, you get the picture. Stud older brother, sissy younger one.

David had his own room because he was the oldest of us boys. It was winter and the house was cool so when we got into bed, being a fag, i slid over next to David for the body heat. The lights were out. The house was quiet. Both my parents were functional alcoholics so were normally sound asleep every night by 9pm. David started letting His hands roam all over me. I was wearing white briefs and a pajama top that was a hand-me-down from one of my brothers. The bottoms were no doubt long worn out and discarded. He said it would warm me up. When He pinched my nipples they stood up hard and He asked if that felt good. I was a little and didn’t answer right away so He repeated Himself a little more assertively. “That feels GOOD DOESN’T it?” He followed that with “Answer me.” I picked up on the tone and quickly said, Yes! He was pleased and whispered this is what buddies do and it is secret. If you tell a soul then we can’t be buddies. I swore i would not tell. His hands went down and He slowly slip my underwear down and started stroking my junk which was hard as a spike already.

This was the icebreaker. What He really wanted was my hands on Him. He told me to do everything to Him He had just done to me. I started but was too slow and He took both of my hands and directed them straight down to His big boy stiff cock. Once He had me stroking Him the correct way He lay back and just enjoyed being jacked off. Oddly, He never ejaculated in front of me. I am certain He did finish the job once i fell asleep. The next day He and John watched me closely. They were around me all day it seemed which was odd as they usually went out of their way to avoid me so they could do big boy stuff. Not this day though. One or the other popped up every time I was around my mom or dad. That night David asked if we were still buddies. I of course said we were. He said, you know if you tell anyone we won’t be. I recognized a veiled allegation when i heard it even at 6. You learn those nuisances quick when you have a large family. I insisted i had done nothing to jeopardize my new found buddy status!

Time for bed buddy. Second night He dispensed with the foreplay and told me to get under the covers and get friendly with His cock. I scurried under the blankets and found He had already lost His underwear. He told me to get between His legs and lay facing His dick. I was under there stroking His big cut cock for my buddy and He said, “Do you like him?” I answered i did like it and thought it was pretty. He said, “if you like it you should kiss it.” Smack….that kiss landed right on piss slit. He said do it again and this time stay longer and use your tongue to taste it buddy. Buddy was like a magic word! In no time He had my fag mouth slobbering all over His dick, sucking and kissing it and licking and kissing His balls. I got tired and fell asleep and he finished the job.

Next day I was surveiled once again and passed the test. That night my other brother said “Wanna be my buddy tonight?” Damn, word was out and the buddy sharks were circling me. This arrangement went on for two years until David was 14 and had a girlfriend. I cried when He told me i could not be His buddy anymore. By then i was used to a steady diet of dick meat and took orders very well indeed. My other brother John continued using me to jack him off and rubbing his huge cut cock up and down my ass crack always hoping for an opening to pop my cherry, but i never would allow it. Don’t judge me too badly. I know a good faggot jumps on a dick when told to, but I learned that lesson from my next owner.

I’ll stop there, because the story of Michael’s next owner – a young neighborhood Alpha named Bob – is much larger and more complex.

In all of these kinds of stories we see a fair amount of predatorial brainwashing. This was especially effective in the sixties, long before things like the internet opened people’s eyes to these situations. Little Michael was on his own and defenseless.

But notice – Michael doesn’t sound angry or regretful about the situation he endured. Why? Because, like me with my rape, Michael can see the Hierarchical truth behind what happened.

The next installment will cover Michael’s first true Master … at the age of eight. Stay tuned!

From the moment Master Matt locked up and claimed Michael as his first owned faggot, one thing was certain: Master Nick was going to eventually mount and breed it.

Why? Between Alphas, the sharing of faggot meat with Alpha brothers is a bonding experience. There are few things better for an Alpha to hear than his brother complimenting him on his faggot, because it’s not just a compliment on the faggot’s attractiveness, but also the Alpha’s power and control over his faggot.

For a faggot, there is no better way to serve an Alpha than to be the reason for such a compliment.

So last Saturday it was determined that, after their workout in the morning, Masters Nick and Matt would return to Matt’s condo for lunch and a threesome.

Alpha Life! Isn’t it amazing?!?

So Masters Nick and Matt arrived at the condo to see Michael kneeling at the door. The faggot appropriately kissed both pairs of feet.

Master Matt ordered Michael to change into something sexier, and Michael immediately went into the other room. The faggot returned wearing only a jock strap to cover its chastity cage.

Then Michael served these two hungry Kings the lunch it made: spaghetti and meatballs. Master Matt had Michael kneel next to the table quietly while the Men talked and ate.

But having this obedient faggot kneeling silently at the table really triggered Master Nick; his giant dick was growing larger by the minute. Michael saw it rising in Nick’s pants and knew what was coming.

Then Master Nick got up, grabbed the faggot, and dragged it into the bedroom. There he began fucking Michael for a quite a while.

Then Master Matt walked into the room sporting a giant erection of his own, and shoved it down the faggot’s throat.

The Alpha brothers double penetrated Michael for a while until Master Nick could no longer hold back. He began squirting massive streams of his superior cum into Michael’s pussy. The sight turned Master Matt on so much that he started pumping a load down Michael’s throat.

Simultaneous breedings!

After the Kings finished, Master Matt commanded Michael to get in the bitch position so Master Nick could take a look at Michael’s cum-filled pussy. Then Master Nick carefully inspected Michael’s chastity cage to make sure it was securely fastened around the faggot’s clit.

Then the Kings retired to the living room to drink some beers (served by the faggot, of course) and revel in their own glory.

When I was talking to Master Matt about the encounter afterward, he said this to me:

“Nick was very impressed with my training.”

Remember what I said at the outset about how the ownership of good faggots are a special blessing to Alphas because of how the faggot makes them look in the eyes of their brothers?

Master Matt loves owning Michael not just for the excellent service, but also for the respect he receives from his fellow Alphas like Master Nick!

Respect is everything to Men!

This is a thread about a faggot named Silas who has been enslaved by an older Alpha named Riley. CLICK HERE for all of the posts in this thread in chronological order!

The cunting of a faggot is a specific and very special act. It involves the application of a Man’s power to utterly transform a male into what we might call a THIRD GENDER.

A faggot exists outside of what we traditionally understand about gender. It is not male, not female. It doesn’t have autonomy. It exists as a valuable piece of property useful for the pleasure and satisfaction of its owner.

Cunting is the moment a Man forcefully transforms a sub male into a truly owned faggot. He lays claim to that faggot’s soul and life. In that moment the faggot loses its identity as a male forever.

That’s powerful!

Cunting is different for every faggot. Some pass out. Some convulse uncontrollably. Some become very emotional, as if a dam within them was suddenly punctured and waters of emotion burst forth.

I’ve written about my own cuntings, but my favorite depiction so far came from Sir Titus after he cunted his former faggot Cody (CLICK HERE).

But now comes the amazing description by the fag Silas about his recent cunting by his Alpha, Master Riley. Let’s get into it:

We were expecting a big blizzard up in Canada so Daddy Riley instructed me to pack a bag and that I would spend the weekend at his place. We would both be working from home this week as well so if the weather continued to be awful, he said I could stay at his place. Anyways, I packed a bag with enough clothes, underwear, my PrEP, toiletries, and he picked me up and we headed to his place. It was a fun weekend. We cuddled, watched movies, cooked together and each caught up on some reading. The weather truly sucked outside so cuddling and staying warm together over the weekend was absolutely wonderful.

Don’t get me wrong, though – there was plenty of sex and fucking. As you know, I am currently locked up in a black Holy Trainer Nub and recently, I gave my spare key to Daddy Riley. Initially, he had one key and I had one (in case of emergencies) and we only unlock once weekly for cleaning and shaving purposes. Now that he has both keys, I feel liberated in the sense that all temptation to unlock myself is removed. The thought does not even cross my mind anymore. Once a week, he unlocks my cage and cleans my clit thoroughly. Interestingly, it does not get stiff when he does this. It is basically now just an appendage that I pee out of and does not serve much of any other purpose. With Daddy’s permission, I am allowed to sneak a finger in the cage to soap it up and clean my clit throughout the week. With Q-tips and a blow dryer, I can ensure I maintain proper hygiene in addition to our once weekly cleaning sessions.

Anyways, I was telling Sam that on Sunday night, I had my first prostate orgasm while in chastity and he encouraged me to write about the experience. On Sunday night, I began to service Daddy’s cock. He was sitting in his chair (almost a throne) and I was kneeling before him on my knees. He was drinking some wine and watching TV while I serviced his cock. This involves worshipping his cock and his balls with deepthroating, gagging and begging for more.

I also love sniffing his groin, sucking his fingers and worshipping his size 13 feet. After about 30 minutes, he directed me to move to the bedroom and present my pussy. I bent down on the bed in the bitch position, presenting my pussy to him. He ate me out and the feeling of his beard on my pussy was amazing. I have begun shaving my pussy and my taint and find that area so sensitive especially when I feel his beard rubbing against that area. My clit, of course, began leaking. I leak a lot. He then proceeded to fuck me in different positions and deposited two loads up my pussy. We fucked in doggy then I rode him with him pumping me hard and thrusting up inside my pussy. He then flipped me over on to my back with a couple of pillows under my lower back. His cock has an upward curve so in this missionary position, his cock rubs against my prostate nicely. He continued to fuck me and I was a bitch in heat – moaning, whimpering and begging for more. He stuck his fingers in my mouth and took my left hand and brought it to my taint and told me to rub that area like a girl rubs her pussy. I used two fingers and applied pressure and rubbed that smooth area. My clit continued to drool and leak like a faucet. He continued to fuck me and told me he could feel my pulsating prostate. He continued to repeat the same motion over and over again while fucking me. I began to feel very warm and began to bliss out. Daddy later told me I had a very glazed look. I felt light and as if I were floating. I felt very warm. This warm sensation was in my pussy and spreading outwards to my fingers and toes. He bent my knees and folded my legs so the soles of my feet were against each other and he began sucking my toes while continuing to fuck me with the same motion, over and over and over again. He commented on my neon orange painted toe nails from my recent pedicure (Daddy is in charge of picking my toe nail color).

My clit was completely soft and of course, I was locked up in my Holy Trainer Nub. I told Daddy it felt like I was going to pee and he continued to fuck me, suck my toes, rub my feet and encouraged me, saying things like, “Cum like faggots are supposed to cum!”, “Cum for Daddy!” and “Keep rubbing your pussy like a girl!”. Then it happened. I felt like I was floating, my eyes began to water and I was tearing up. It felt like I was peeing but cum was oozing out of my clit, leaking down my balls. I was overwhelmed and began moaning and screaming. I don’t know if other faggots have encountered the same thing but when I feel precum (and now cum) ooze through my clit, I feel that inner sensation so much more now with my clit being in chastity. Daddy shoved his fingers in my mouth to soothe me then leaned down and kissed me, telling me “Good faggot!” and “That’s the only way you will cum from now on and only when I let you”. I was in heaven.

I slept like a fucking baby last night.

All of the classic “symptoms” of a true cunting are here; the sensation of floating, the warmth, the feeling of needing to pee, the overwhelming out-of-body experience.

Silas also had tears, which is similar to Cody (although not all faggots weep while being cunted). I do believe some faggots are so shaken by the experience that it unearths deeply buried emotions.

I’m so proud of Silas for his faith in the process of submitting himself to Master Riley to the point that this incredible moment could happen for him! I’m also grateful that he preserved it in writing so it might instruct and inspire other faggots!

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!

I love when a straight Alpha experiences faggot worship for the first time. I’ve been the first faggot for four or five straight Alphas, and the look on their face is always an electrifying mixture of wonder and confusion. They seem to come alive in a way that is rare in a Man’s life.

These days I have been mentoring straight Alphas in enslaving faggots online, so I’m not privy to see the wonder and joy and satisfaction they feel because of their discoveries. But I certainly can hear it in their words!

That is especially true with an expressive straight Alpha like Master Ahmed. After spending his young adulthood fucking many females, he’s suddenly discovered faggot service and he’s like the proverbial kid in a candy store.

While I was writing my first article about his new interest in fag worship, he had a wonderful experience that has probably changed his life.

Listen to his joy:

Hello fag, 

You fags are really awesome. You’ll never guess what happened yesterday… I was at a friend’s party (I’m 21 y.o.) and, at some point, I was chatting with some chicks. They all seemed quite astonished by me, by my assurance, by my knowledge, and by my… I don’t know how to put it…my “Arabic” virility. You in the US love black cock. In Europe, they love Arabic cock as well! You should try sam, you’ll get addicted haha. That’s when a random guy I already saw at a class (his name is Valentin, I guess) told me “Hey… Your glass is empty. May I refill it for you ?”. And indeed, I had finished a glass of wine, and my glass was empty. “Sure”, I answered, and he added “Thanks !!”, with what appeared to be a chuckle of admiration! My fag detector definitely turned on. Eventually, I ended up in the house of one of the previous girls giving her some good dick. However, when I checked my phone, I found something like ten messages (on Messenger) from Valentin. He wondered if we could see, and if he could be any help. “If you need anything, I am at your disposal”: that was his exact last message haha. I told him to be at my place (I gave him my address) at 6 p.m. exactly. He replied: “With pleasure ! Thank you so much !”. Listen sam, I easily detect it, when someone is subservient to me (in fact, it happens a lot, but I’m not always interested, or attentive), but this one…he wants to serve me. I know it. Or, to be more precise, I feel it. I hope to build a good personal faggot. I’ve got plenty of ideas to train him. 

How many damned times have I instructed faggots to offer to do simple, subservient acts to attract an Alpha’s attention? This faggot Valentin boldly offered itself to Master Ahmed while he was in the middle of talking with prospective females. While I generally recommend NOT doing that while an Alpha is hunting, in this case it gave Master Ahmed a sense of power in front of the female, and that excited him.

So he thought he’d give the faggot a chance to prove itself.

He knocked on the door at exactly 6 pm. Good sign. After small-talking for about an hour, I noticed he was repeatedly staring at my bulge. In fact, I made sure not to wear any boxers, so that he may admire my Masculine crotch. It was in fact quite awkward, sam. He seemed completely puzzled, and a little frightened. Yet I’m sure I was at first quite gentle, and friendly. I expected him to be more of a dog in heat. At some point, I mentioned the gym and he kind of…frantically remarked “Yes indeed, you’re strong, man. Loot at those pecs !”. I wish I could explain, sam, the feeling of superiority I feel when someone tells me how beautiful or clever I am. As if I was feeling my masculine hormones inhibiting any restraint. Even social restraint. “You want to see ?” I asked. I did not wait for the answer haha. I don’t remember what he answered at all! I removed my top and stood in front of him. He said nothing. That’s something I still don’t understand about fags, Sam. Why was he so shy? He’s meant to be a complete slut – as I was about to discover- but, at that moment, he was terrified. To be honest, I don’t care. But it’s quite surprising to see such a sub reluctant to admire Me. I stroked his hair carefully, bringing him slowly to my chest. He was not quite “smelling” me, but rather sniffing me. Definitely, he really looked like a dog! That’s when he began pissing me off. He (I almost want to say “It” !) brutally stopped, and said that he couldn’t do this… In fact, I think he was so humiliated he couldn’t assume his desires (and his nature). I told him that I was ok with it, but that he would have to give up meeting me. I remember quite well that I did not raise my voice, even if I was really annoyed. He stood and told me all sorts stupid shit “I can’t’, “Its not right” bla bla bla. I approached him, and as he was talking, I grabbed his head and stuck it to my armpit (It’s fun because I didn’t make any effort. He followed my move! ). It was stinking (but I guess that you fags love it to sniff stinking Alpha smells, am I wrong, sam ? ). I added: “You can still leave, boy”. He said nothing. I don’t have to tell you what follows. He worshipped me, licked my feet, and gave his bubble ass to me. I completely dicked him down haha ! I wish I could send you some pics of his hole full of cum but he’s quite shy, and he begged me not to take pics… But it was quite beautiful to see all this cum dripping from his fag ass. He’s very trained…but his sluttiness and submissiveness is clearly promising. I had to be quite straightforward. But it was necessary. I’m the King, as you said. I made him lick the cum dripping from his hole, and he THANKED me for that. 

However, I feel that he’s not ready to completely assume his nature as an obedient faggot. I’m thinking of ways to progressively introduce him to his true submissiveness. Any idea sam? I’m still a young Master, and I don’t think that I fully understand your mentality, you fags. 

Now, of course, Valentin isn’t Master Ahmed’s first faggot he’s ever fucked, but this is the first faggot that he’s trying to own. So you can see him like a child with a new toy on Christmas morning eagerly trying to figure out how it works.

There have been some new developments in the story of Master Ahmed and his faggot Valentin. I’ll save those for the next post.

But I hope you can appreciate the raw, unharnessed power in this burgeoning Alpha! It’s truly a privilege to get to see him ascend to heights greater than most other Men can or will ever know!

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.

This is part of a continuing series chronicling the rise of Alpha Matt, a straight male and friend of Alpha Jin who slowly came to understand the wonders of faggot worship. Click here to read all of these posts in order!

In the sexual life of a Man, there are many momentous events. The first masturbation episode, the first orgasm, the first blowjob, the first fuck. The greatest, of course, is impregnating a female and creating life. But somewhere near that peak achievement is the act of cunting a sub male.

Why do I place it so high? Because cunting involves a Man using his dick to absolutely take away the last vestiges of a faggot’s “maleness” and giving it a full-fledged pussy through the sheer power of his fuck. That ability to completely transform another male into a grateful slave through a sex act is pure power unlike any other expression of power in a Man’s life.

So congratulations are in order to Master Matt, who achieved that last night when he cunted his faggot Michael!

Master Nick and I knew all week that Master Matt was planning to cunt Michael this weekend, and we were both in the background talking about what we should encourage or discourage as the moment approached. We were both very excited to witness Master Matt take that last step to complete ownership of his faggot.

Frankly, I think Master Nick was more excited than I was! Friday night Master Nick’s sex drive was raging (I think because of Master Matt’s impending moment) so he went through the house and cunted all four of his faggots! It was a monumental fuck, too. At one point halfway through it little Alex contacted me to tell me what was happening, and he described it like Zeus had just come down from Mount Olympus to rape four faggots. Master Nick has this post-fuck habit of walking around the house naked with his massive, hard dick swaying back and forth while the other faggots cower with a mixture of fear and excitement. Master Nick can be a Beast with the best of them!

Anyway, I’m getting distracted. So little Michael gets a text from Master Matt Saturday morning instructing him to be ready when he gets home. So Michael flew into action, cleaning himself thoroughly and putting on Master’s favorite pair of panties.

Master Matt walked through the door carrying flowers (“faggots love that shit” he said). Michael was there kneeling at the doorway. Michael began worshiping Master Matt’s feet (which he loves) while Master began to get undressed.

Then Master Matt took his faggot into the bedroom. There, he had Michael start sucking his dick while he fingered Michael’s hole. Michael said he could taste his Master’s pre-cum, and it got him so excited that he began leaking cum from his cage.

Master Matt then got up. “Show me that pussy, boy,” he said, and Michael immediately got himself in “the bitch position,” ass high in the air. This really turned Master Matt on. “Let me tell you,” said Master Matt, “when he gets on the bed and puts his pussy up in the air it looks so fucking hot.”

So Master Matt mounted his faggot from behind, slowly entering his hole. Soon Master Matt was pounding away on Michael. He flipped the faggot around in a couple of different positions before finally settling on missionary (otherwise known as the cunting position) after about an hour of continuous fucking.

And then it happened. “I could feel something happening inside me,” said Michael, “a shock wave of pleasure going through my whole body.” Then Michael mentioned a phenomenon that is less understood. “My pussy started to fuck masters cock on its own.” This convulsion – part of the “cunting orgasm” we experience – can be a little jarring the first time it happens because it’s so outside of our typical experience as males.

Then, according to Michael, Master Matt shot the biggest load yet “deep inside” his brand new pussy! “It was like nothing I have ever had before,” said the ravished faggot afterward.

After the cunting was done, Michael was like a brand new faggot. “I can see why we are caged now … I love my cage,” marveled Michael, suddenly seeing the wisdom behind it. He also noticed that his well-fucked pussy was changing shape and beginning to look more like a female pussy.

“Sam, I have changed so much in three weeks!” said Michael in a daze.

Michael was complaining that his pussy feels empty now that he’s been cunted, so I encouraged him to wake up his Master and ask him to fuck him again. And that’s just what Master Matt did!

After that fuck, Master Matt was bragging about how much his faggot needs his dick and how much he loves the look of Michael’s new pussy. I reminded Master Matt that the power of his Alphahood and the power of his dick accomplished that transformation.

“My powers are endless,” crowed Master Matt confidently.

You see, cunting isn’t just a transformation of a faggot. It’s also the transformation of an Alpha into a god!

This thread follows Jamie, a faggot who began service to a straight Alpha named Dino that has lasted 15 years and led to marriage. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!

For every straight Alpha who decides to start using and/or owning faggots, there is usually a moment of truth. It’s the point when the Alpha must decide how open and free he can be with his faggot as part of his everyday life.

Some Apex Alphas have shown the way, boldly and proudly displaying (and even sharing) their faggots with the people in their lives. I’m reminded of the story of slave Tim (I haven’t heard from him in a while …) and his straight Master who regularly parades his faggot in public on a collar and leash. Of course, that’s really pushing the boundaries of society’s acceptable social behavior, but some Alphas simply don’t give a fuck.

Speaking of not giving a fuck, Master Dino almost assuredly falls into that category of Alpha. When Master Dino found a faggot like Jamie that worshiped and served him the way he knew he deserved, he didn’t give a fuck that he is straight or what society might think about his ownership of and marriage to that faggot.

But putting that “I don’t give a fuck” attitude to the test in public can be rough, and ultimately reveals the true emotions that lie beneath an Alpha’s adamantium exterior.

Master Dino shared this revealing anecdote with me, and it was too incredible to not share with his growing legion of faggot worshipers.

faggot, 

My boy convinced me in various ways to listen to your podcast of 11/3. It just loves your site and is constantly wanting me to see something. I admit I am favorably impressed by most of what I’ve seen. My hole is over the moon by what you’ve said about Me/us on it and I am reconsidering the podcast if I could use a device to disguise My voice. I could care less if most of the lemmings out there know I cum in a faggot but in My profession, I must use discretion.

I wanted to impart some info today. I’m not a bodybuilder per se but I do lift and workout twice per week and play basketball with friends at least twice per week.  I probably wouldn’t workout anymore but My bitchboy loves worshiping Daddy when He comes home all sweaty with Man funk (I haven’t used deodorant for over a decade, my boy convinced Me that I wouldn’t regret its request that I not use it and instead just smell like a Man) and it also loves My Badboy persona to which lifting adds a great deal.

Yes, I/we have had a rough life, it’s true. Let me tell you something about a situation that jamie and I had years ago. About 4 nights ago, the reminiscing we’ve done for your nervous questions jogged both our memories. I had taken the cunt for My own about 3 months before and as deep as I was in this new, GOOD fucking pussy I was still taking baby steps in the ‘living life’ part of owning it. I decided to see if it could ‘pass’ in My world (Which is NOT the dangerous place it used to be but is still no goddamn nature walk either). Three stupid motherfuckers tried to double-cross this Alpha Male in a deal. This was beyond ignorant because they KNEW Me. One started waving a knife around and the other made the SUPREME mistake of pointing a piece at My boy. I only remember My mind flashing the words ‘No fucking punk is gonna threaten My new cumhole’ and I felt a tightness in My chest and in My nuts which I would remember later as the 1st real stirrings in Me for My faggot beyond normal satisfaction.

Anyway, I saw this fucking scumbag was gonna shoot my boy and I lunged in front of him and was grazed,  well the bullet hit a rib, traveled on it around my side and popped out the back.  In all it created a 10-inch scar but they thought they’d hurt Me. I had the advantage. I have no idea exactly what happened next but my next memory is seeing the ‘men’ in a pile. (They were still breathing sam don’t have a breakdown) Evidently, they had tried to stab My boy and had put about an inch long slice on his chest when, babyboy says, I leaped to My feet, beat them down and threw the gun out a window. I picked My bitch up and carried it out (I know it hasn’t been stated but My bitch is exactly My height but not muscular. Still, it is not a dainty faggot.  Lol)

But, back to the story. Boy drove home, begging Me to go to a doctor. Back then My faggot didn’t have a real sense as to what My life was. One couldn’t if one didn’t experience it. Back home, boy was trembling like a, well,  like a faggot when I gathered the appropriate equipment and commanded it to sew up the bullet hole on my side. (It was fine. I made sure it had only a minor cut before I had it turn its sewing talents on their ear and stitch up its Man) It was pale as fuck as it wordlessly did as told. When it finished I checked its work and I smiled at my sweet faggot boy. I said, ‘Good boy’ and upon hearing I was pleased it hit the floor, passed out cold. Hahaha! 

Later on, it told Me that when it saw Me take that bullet protecting it that it KNEW I loved it. I must say I felt much the same when My boy completed My demands and waited until it knew I was satisfied before My pussyboy fainted. After that I was pretty sure this faggot could handle being My possession.

(BTW, upon waking the dudes I beat the fuck out of I found the money they’d tried to take from Me was in MY pocket, along with everything of value that they’d been carrying-including their wallets with all their personal information.)

Now, life no longer contains such incidents and I didn’t take jamie to work with Me after that. That one time told Me everything I needed to know about boy’s handling of a crisis and being able to handle ALL aspects of My life.  My faggot is a tower of jelly when it comes to My power but has a steel core when confronted by the world and can handle quite a lot as long as it knows it belongs to Me. It says it can endure anything as long as it is MY cumhole and I believe it.  I’ve said it before, I’m glad I cunted this faggot.

I hope you enjoyed this piece of Mine and My cumwhore’s love story. Isn’t it interesting that this incident is when we both realized our deepening love for the other? Life is NOT a dull thing, especially when one is a God. Hahahahahaha 

Keep up the good work. Fuck you faggot.   

Not exactly the love story from Titanic, obviously, but I’m sure there are Alphas who can relate to Master Dino’s feeling of protectiveness just as much faggots can relate to that feeling of gratitude Jamie felt when being rescued by the Superman who owns it.

Stories like this one help to reinforce my original argument that Master Dino is a blend of both types of Alpha, Protector and Destroyer. He might be the perfect blend.

My cunt puckered with excitement just a little (re: a lot) when Master Dino suggested that he’s thinking about coming onto the podcast. I can only imagine what it might be like to cram his massive personality into a podcast episode! Keep stroking his ego in the comments, and maybe that magical event could become a reality!

Meanwhile, I feel blessed every time he shares with me his thoughts in an email. I hope you faggots out there feel the same!

Look at this ad a reader named K Smith found on Doublelist.com:

Smith contacted the Alpha, and he verified that he was referring to this site!

INSANE!

Every day now there are straight Alphas coming to understand their birthright and the life they deserve to live through this website!

The hard work becomes worth it when I see this!

This thread follows the story of Master Fin, a straight Alpha bodybuilder who has discovered the glories of fag ownership. CLICK HERE to read all of the posts in this thread in chronological order!

One of the best adjustments I’ve ever made to this site is the ASK A QUESTION feature. It allows me unfettered access to lots of issues and thoughts that my readers have in a way that the old Tumblr site never could. And every so often something appears there that simply blows me away.

Three days ago a straight Alpha named Master Fin dropped his incredible story/question in my inbox. I have no idea how many times I re-read it, hungrily digesting every detail before working up the nerve to contact him.

Here is that initial missive:

This fag/sub I met 7 months ago found your site recently and told me to take a look at it. I’ve been reading through it, kind of getting my mind blown. Have been meaning for awhile to write about my situation so here goes:

Right before COVID hit I was at a bodybuilding competition – I’m a bodybuilder but wasn’t competing in this particular contest — was just in the audience and this young blond kid comes up to me and tells me he’s a photography student at NYU would I let him photograph me for a student project. (My girlfriend BTW sees this happening but she’s used to it and laughs it off — isn’t threatened)
I’ve been asked “Can I photograph you” a million times by gay guys (they’re called schmoes in the bodybuilding world) and I know what it really means, so I say to this NYU kid, sure, and turns out I’m right — he does take some pictures but then soon enough he’s asking if he can muscle worship me, which is exactly what I was expecting.
I tell him that’s gonna cost him and the kid, his name is Asher, he shells out $300 (I usually get more) to worship me. I’m big, 5’10” 250 and roided and he of course goes crazy over my body, he’s obsessed with big muscle. We do this three more times and then he tells me he has to stop because he’s a student, he can’t afford it but asks if we could barter like he’ll do things for me in exchange etc etc. I never did that before but he’s a really cool sweet kid, 20 years old, petite, blue eyes, blond pretty boy so I figure sure.

I’m 32 and between training and working at my family’s business I don’t have much time for a lot of other stuff so he starts coming over doing anything I need, he cleans my place, preps my meals which is a lot of work, and occasionally blows or worships me when I’m feeling it.

Over the past 7 months of COVID quarantine, my socializing got down to almost zero and Asher was spending more and more time at my place doing whatever I asked him to do. Three months in my girlfriend, who I’m not seeing as much because of this starts accusing me of having an affair and just keeps getting bitchier and bitchier and long story short we break up – she ends it – but I don’t care too much.

I come home from the gym or from work and Asher has got a cooked meal waiting for me. My apartment is spotless. After dinner if I want to chill and watch Netflix, or go online, he will position himself in a way that while I’m doing whatever it is I want to do, he will suck/nurse on my dick or sniff or lick my ass, or just lay by my feet or leave me completely alone if that’s what I want. His focus is always on my needs. There is NEVER any drama. No attitude, ever, from him. Just worship and service. It’s kind of fucking hard to believe. Girls should really take some lessons from sub fags if they want to know how to get along with a man. 

Anyway, over the months we have moved on to more than just him blowing me and muscle worship. He has a trim, hairless smooth little body, but with the bubbliest rounded smoothest white ass that any girl would kill for. I don’t know if he shaves it or if it’s naturally pink and hairless but if you didn’t know it was attached to a male you would think it was the hottest ass you’ve seen on a girl. When I was with my girlfriend it was weeks of her trying to take my dick up her ass and it always hurt her so we stopped, but with Asher there was NEVER an issue, even if it does hurt.

He’s a charming persuasive little fucker and he somehow got me to start fucking him, so that’s been going on for awhile now. (Over the past 7 months I’ve craved female pussy so went on tinder and hooked up a few times but it’s too much of a chance with COVID so I’ve stopped that and only been fucking Asher. 

The other night when I was fucking him he said, “Daddy, I want to have your baby so much, Please make me pregnant.” It turned me on so much, I never fucked anyone so hard. With our size difference I thought I would break this kid in two but he takes anything I give him, begs for more.

The whole thing is really fucking with my mind. He’s a guy, but he is like THE PERFECT GIRLFRIEND. He’s like a geisha girl or something. Here’s some other kinky shit he’s got me doing. He begs to watch me take a shit. I sit on the toilet and he curls up at my feet and while I take a dump he’s down there like a puppy or something. The other day he asked if he could wipe my ass for me but I said no. It’s really sick shit but part of me really digs it. I can’t explain it. I just wish he was a real girl.

I had him order a lot of Victoria Secret outfits which helps and I told him not to cut his hair so now he has longer blond hair – he’s as close to a girl as I think he’s going to get. (I’ve stopped calling him Asher, I call him Ashley, which he loves.)

But I don’t know how this continues. Right now it’s not too much of an issue with other people finding out about him because no one is really socializing or comes over because of COVID but once COVID ends, I’m not sure what’s going to happen. Here I am this straight guy and somehow I’ve ended up with this perfect “girlfriend” that no one knows about because “She” is really male no matter how much lingerie I put on her. Not easy to square because he makes me 100% fuckin happy.

See what I mean??

Of course, as this site has proven beyond the shadow of any doubt, straight Men fuck faggots all the time and even own faggots yet remain straight. Master Fin is in no danger of “changing teams” ever.

But I do think Master Fin is headed to an eventual crossroads here. At some point a straight Alpha must look other people in the eye and admit that they own and use faggots and they don’t care what other people think about it.

Seriously, who is going to check Master Fin or question his authority? He’s an absolute Alpha BEAST who could pulverize anyone who gets in his way or challenges him! Ultimately, anything that makes an Alpha “100% fuckin happy” should be perfectly acceptable and defended with all of his strength!

So I collected myself and contacted this great Alpha. And what I uncovered in him was so electrifying and captivating that I’ve had a constant WIDE-ON ever since. Throw out what you think you know about roided-up bodybuilders being senseless meatheads. Master Fin is NOT that stereotype. He’s articulate, intelligent, and very expressive. Honestly, between him and Master Dino, I’ve been wandering around in a blissful daze for a few weeks.

Just focus on this next massive message sent by this Apex Alpha god:

It wasn’t until I met Asher and experienced his 100% submissiveness and dedication to me as his god and then reading about the alpha/fag dynamic on your blog did I understand the “purpose of faggots” — as you have defined the word faggot  — a person who exists to serve superior men.   

Before then, at least in my world, the word faggot was only used by people as a derogatory way to refer to gay men in general.  And usually by asshole douchebags. I’ve never had a problem with anyone being gay — who gives a fuck.  That said,  the times I’ve allowed gay guys to muscle worship me I saw them more as gay guys obsessed with muscle —  “schmoes” with a particular fetish, as opposed to them being “a fag.” 

Asher is my first fag — before him, I never gave “fags” any thought — I always had a girlfriend (or two) and sure, I come across men all the time who are clearly inferior to me, who I can see are intimidated or in awe of me, but truth be told I didn’t know they were there for my use in the way that your blog gives examples about. It blows my mind that this whole other reality has been there all this time and I didn’t know, 

That is until Asher. Weird thing is, it’s not like now that I’ve got Asher, who is technically male,  in my house, essentially as my girlfriend, that now when I’m on the street I now look at other blond boys and think “I wanna to fuck them.”   I don’t.  I’m not attracted to men. BUT I want to fuck the shit out of Asher all the time and use him every way sexually and otherwise but he’s where it ends with men. Truth is I don’t see him as male. Anyway, still trying to make sense out of it.  If I’m gonna fuck anyone else it would be a girl but I gotta say, Asher is keeping me so well satisfied I’m not looking in that direction much either.

I’m telling you – if Asher had a real pussy, he would literally be the girlfriend that every male would dream of making up in a laboratory. I look at my buddies and the shit that they have to put up with —  all the bitching and moaning and complaining and demands from their wives and girlfriends and then to top it off, my buddies then have to beg for a fuckin’ blow job! And I think of all the same kind of shit I put up with from girlfriends past — that’s why at 32 I never got married — who the fuck needs that? 

HOLY FUCK!

You can actually hear Master Fin reasoning it out in this letter, ultimately coming to the conclusion that female issue no longer need to be a problem in his life because he can own Asher and be worshiped and serviced like a King.

Just the way Apex Alphas deserve!

But before you dismiss Asher as some sort of throwaway cumrag for Master Fin, he sent another letter that really clarifies things between them:

When I said that Asher was totally submissive and that there was never any attitude or drama from him I want to make clear that he is not some blank empty non-entity. He’s no doormat or loser in the outside world.  He is smart, funny and entertaining  —  he’s good company — BUT  with ME he knows his place and always defers to me.  When I say he has no attitude it’s not to say that he hasn’t had to be disciplined or put in his place. But it’s more like how you would treat a dog who’s misbehaving.  Asher can be frisky, or over-eager, or sloppy about things, just the way a pup would be and sometimes he needs to be scolded and put in his place.  What I meant about him never having an attitude is that it’s never like I would get from my past girlfriends — all that heavy-duty badgering and bitching and moaning.  Only once did Asher truly screw up and I had to punish him. The details are too long and boring but he screwed up my meal prep big time., which is unacceptable. 

When it happened I got VERY calm and quiet. (for some reason the angrier I am– the quieter I get.  I NEVER yell and use very few words) I’ve been told that this sends a chill down people’s spine. It also would drive my girlfriends crazy. They would be upset screaming about something and it would make them insane when I wouldn’t scream back)  So Asher screws up my meal prep and he can feel my anger but I calmly tell him to get his things and leave. He tries to make excuses and apologize but I say one more time, “Out. Now. And if you’re not out now, you’re never coming back”  He knows I mean it so he leaves. The next day he tries calling throughout the day – I don’t pick up. 

Late in the second day he texts me a video — in it he’s sobbing and apologizing and begging me to forgive him over and over. He’s really suffering and I figure OK, two days is enough punishment. I text him to come over. 

When I open the door he throws himself at me, wraps his arms around me and buries his face in me sobbing, apologizing and saying it will never happen again.  The way he is desperately holding on to me is like he’s holding on for dear life, 

It was at this moment that I realized. I OWN HIM. 

It made me rock hard and it also made me feel a sense of responsibility because at this point I felt like if I wanted to, I could destroy him.  That was the turning point in our relationship.  While he was holding onto me, I told him to get in the bathtub. He did. I had to wait a few minutes for my hard-on to go down and then while he was fully clothed, I peed on him – hosed him down completely. This is the first time I peed on him. It was punishment and a blessing from me at the same time. Thank you SIR was always he kept saying.  Then told him to stay in the tub, drenched in my piss and to think about what just happened. A half-hour later I told him he could now shower, trash the clothes and make me dinner.  He’s never fucked up my meal prep again or really anything else for that matter.  

If you don’t believe in the truth of in-born Hierarchy by now, please re-read that last letter by Master Fin.

How does a straight Alpha Male instinctively understand how to own faggots so effortlessly, so naturally? From where does it come?

You see, Master Fin was born with this power to own submissive humans. Faggots are the extreme end of that spectrum, the yin to his yang. His natural dominance has finally found the submissive complement in young fag Asher. They lock together like pieces of a Hierarchical puzzle.

This dynamic between Alphas and faggots is as basic and intrinsic to Manhood as anything in Nature. It can be found in all cultures dating back into early recorded human history. I believe it’s nearly as important as the relationship between Men and women because the Alpha/fag dynamic helps develop Alphas into leaders and rulers in our world. Faggots also keep Men relieved of sexual needs, and they provide the worship that Men crave in their soul.

Master Fin is a magnificent example of this truth. He stumbled upon something he didn’t realize he needed, but now it’s filling up his life with everything he could want. It’s the process by which Men become Gods.

Master Fin is a god among us. Bow your heads and give thanks.

This is part of a continuing series chronicling the rise of Alpha Matt, a straight male and friend of Alpha Jin who slowly came to understand the wonders of faggot worship. Click here to read all of these posts in order!

According to Master Nick’s Alpha Guide To Owning Faggots™ an Alpha should spend a week just feeding his newly caged faggot before opening its pussy. This seems logical, and it has certainly worked wonders for the four faggots he has owned in his short time (1 year) as a straight Alpha owner of faggots. I would say that Master Nick has the greatest collection of faggots anywhere in the world mostly because of his careful dedication to training.

Since Master Matt very much wants to be an owner like Master Nick, he has been following Master Nick’s playbook to the letter. In his first owned faggot Michael Master Matt has a high-quality fag who is physically appealing and excellent at service. Master Matt really wants to do this right.

So last Wednesday Alex, one of Master Nick’s faggots, went over and helped Michael prepare for his coming deflowering. Alex waxed Michael’s hole, and taught it how to properly clean and prepare for fucking.

Yesterday morning, Master Matt told Michael, “Be clean when I get home.” It was finally time!

When Master Matt returned to the condo, he was greeted by Michael kneeling and kissing his feet wearing only a jockstrap. Perfect!

First thing Master Matt did was have the faggot show him his hole. It was spotless, tight, and pink. Master Matt started fingering it – very tight! Then Master Matt started licking Michael’s eager pussy, which twitched in excitement as his tongue ran over his hole (“It felt fantastic,” said Michael).

With the faggot bent over Master Matt mounted it doggie style. He was very careful entering Michael’s pussy. Remember, Master Matt has a thick 9″ cock:

Finally, after some patient work, Master Matt managed to get the entire length of his Alpha dick balls-deep in his faggot. Michael said it “hurt tremendously” at first, but it got better with each stroke.

After a while, Master Matt flipped Michael on his back and told him to hold his legs up in the air. Master Matt started fucking Michael missionary, this time with more aggression. Finally Master Matt groaned louder than he ever had before with Michael and shot a huge load into Michael’s new pussy. Michael said he could feel each pulse of Master Matt’s big dick as he bred it.

A virgin no more!

Michael sounded dazed afterward, his new pussy throbbing from the experience. As for Master Matt, he was overjoyed. “Faggot,” said Master Matt to me, “It’s an amazing feeling (to properly own a faggot).”

So now the intense week of breeding begins as Master Matt prepares the faggot’s pussy for cunting. Then the world will open up for dear Michael, Master Matt’s new prized possession! Welcome to the club, my brother!

This thread follows the story of fag Marc, a 54-year-old faggot who has been serving a 29-year-old straight Alpha named Justin for the last five years. CLICK HERE for all of the posts in this thread in chronological order!

So I introduced you to a cash fag named Marc a week ago, and I thought his initial story was inspirational. He’s an older faggot who has gotten the opportunity to serve a much younger Alpha through findom over the last five years.

Marc has been writing posts taking us step by step through the consumption of his life by his Alpha, Justin. The following is the story of their first official meeting:

We actually met through FetLife. i had come across His profile and liked a few of His photos … pictures of a young, handsome, confident, muscled man – all the things that this fag identifies as a true Alpha Man. He also had at least one group listed that was an instant trigger for the fag … financial domination. And to make it even better, He lived about 40 miles away – not across the country or in some far off land. But the fag assumed that this Man would be unreachable, that there would be no reason for this Man – who can have anyone and anything He wants – to have any interest at all in me.

We started chatting over a year before we met … for a very long time it was just that … brief online chats. i lost track of Him for a while, and then He reappeared, and in a short time everything would change.

The chats started again, and to prove that i was real i sent Him four $25 gift cards from His wishlist on Amazon, all for restaurants. Food to fuel His Alpha body. That was April. He was pleased. Our chats turned to text messages.

In May, we met for the first time. He told me He was going to make me a special face cream with lotion mixed with His fresh cum.  We were to meet at a shopping mall, but at the last minute He changed our rendezvous to be an adult store. i parked my car and immediately saw Him approach. He was more incredible in person than His photos could ever portray Him to be. For as nervous and insecure as i was, He was confident, suave, sure, solid. He knew He would use this fag, and that we would both enjoy it. He handed me a small vial that contained the special face cream. Only the two of us knew what it was as i was made to take some and wear it on my face right there in the parking lot.  He grinned. Within a minute of meeting, it was clear that He would fully control this fag. We went into the adult store where He not only picked something out for Himself, but offered me to pick out a pair of briefs for Him, and He selected a gift for the fag, as well … a set of four butt plugs. He enjoyed it as the fag had to pay for this purchase, nervous, shaking, wondering what the clerk was thinking. We then went over to the mall … not much to do or look at there, but He did get the fag to pay for an additional purchase. The real value of the encounter was to start to get to know each other. As the evening ended, the fag drove the 45 miles back home with one of those plugs planted deeply in my ass.

My mind has been filled with thoughts of Him. How can this young – literally half my age – Alpha Man be so suave, so confident, so focused and together, as i, a fag old enough to be His father, can’t even complete a sentence as we talk? Not only is His body far superior to mine, but so is His intellect and His confidence. He truly is the type of Man i will never be.

Believe me when I say that you’ll want to keep track of this developing story as Alpha Justin methodically takes over Marc’s 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!

After I received Master Dino’s jaw-dropping responses to the many faggots hungry for more information about him, I had a few quick follow-up questions of my own for him.

I wrote:

After reading your comments, I have a question about your Alpha friends. Do they all own faggots Master? Did they come to own faggots through your influence? Are these friends people you’ve known for a long time, or did they come into your life through the Dom/sub community?

Little did I know that my simple question would inspire another incredibly detailed response from Master Dino! Buckle up, faggots … this is a rocky one!

sam the faggot,

I have known a handful of Alphas over the years and we really don’t do well with friends. For the last 15 years I have spent all My free time grooming, feeding,  controlling, loving, and fucking My faggot. I do not appreciate interruptions so friends and family alike have been offended and downright pissed with Me for turning them away at times. I don’t give a fuck, if I’m busy filling up the cunt that I own the world can burn to the goddamn ground and if I haven’t pumped out My nut then it can all go to hell until I am satisfied. Mine and My bitches universe revolves around My wants and My needs. So others tend to get upset. The other Alphas are dudes I met in prison. Lots of Alphaness in the pen, in NY anyway. 2 of them were actually good buddies and understood My home life because they were the same as Me with their own faggots, although one dude was brutal with his faggot. So much so I had to beat the snot out of him and threaten to take his faggot for my own. Dudes usually listen to My words because they KNOW I’m a serious dude who will whip your ass and THEN give your name to the only people in the world that you DO NOT want coming to visit, you dig? We moved to a different state for a time and lost touch with My best bud. Anyway they had their faggots when I met them and they helped a little in My understanding of the Alpha Male and faggot world. I don’t know anything of a ‘community’ because I don’t need anyone other than a willing, obedient hole, and it doesn’t even have to be particularly willing. Heh heh.

I know almost every faggot alive would love to see My load, you don’t HAVE to flatter Me faggot although that usually makes one more apt to receive whatever one is trying to get from Me. I already know how fucking unbelievably handsome I am. My mirror, My faggot, and the slobbering stares I get when entering a room tell Me every day. I know I’m a smoking hot stud who can out-fight,  out-fuck, and out-cum every man. I’ve ever met. I’m a ‘badboy ‘ in the strongest sense of the term-a thug who enjoys drugs, faggots, fighting, and female pussy. I’ve beaten 6 men at once and am so potent that I had 4 sons by the time I was 20. Every time I fucked a female cunt it got fucking pregnant and tried its best to trap Me without any hope of success. Since almost every lowly female I fucked out either had My son or had an abortion (and lots of sluts did get their cunt-baby scraped out when I fucking wouldn’t let them have control) I did marry the last one of them but it turned out to be mouthy and disobedient, also disrespectful. As soon as that happened I left the unworthy girl and met My faggot the next day.  Every year on that day I now allow My faggot free access to My dick for the day. For 24 hours My fag boy can suck, fondle, kiss, or ride My dick without contest. In other words, it can empty My nuts as many times as it desires. That is its reward for giving me its entire being on that September day so I give it Daddys love and cum all day long.  (And one of those days was the time of the bloody cum).This should answer your questions. It should come as no surprise that since I’m an outlaw that friends wouldn’t be prevalent. I take pride in being a powerful, deservedly egotistical asshole, a dangerous testosterone-filled Stud God which is probably not conducive of a great friendship. 

I’m done for now faggot. I think I’ll give ‘the little wife’ its 5th load today. Sometimes I think I’m just too giving to you cum guzzlers. Good evening faggot sam.

P.S. my cumhole doesn’t PUSH Me into anything but rather sucks and worships me into granting its little wish. Life as God is as fulfilling as I knew it would be. Hahaha…

And fuck you, faggot…

Good Lord … there’s just nobody quite like Master Dino. His fury and power are almost uncontainable. And yet, below the bluster and rage, there is a sweet tenderness (at least toward his faggot) that peeks through. I sometimes worry about faggots who get involved with Alphas like Master Dino, but I’m not worried about Jamie. The faggot is living a dream life safe at the feet of this truly superior Alpha.

Thank you to Master Dino and his faggot for this unparalleled look at their incredible 15-year relationship!

(fingers crossed on that cumshot video!)

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!

Tomorrow: PART TWO!

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!

This thread follows Jamie, a faggot who began service to a straight Alpha named Dino that has lasted 15 years and led to marriage. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!

Easily the most intriguing aspect of the story of Jamie and his straight Alpha Dino was Alpha Dino himself. He loomed over that first post like a heavy thundercloud or some other force of nature. I was salivating over the opportunity to speak with the straight god himself, and Jamie kept promising me that he was willing to speak with me.

And after several tense days, Alpha Dino reached out to me.

Talking to him via email is like trying to wrestle a tornado. There is so much force and debris blowing into your eyes that you almost cannot concentrate, I finally found it best to simply let his words hammer away at my psyche like a jackhammer and succumb to their dark, primal beauty.

Can you tell I’m partially in love with this stunning Alpha specimen?

I’ll give you a taste of how Alpha Dino describes himself and the marriage he has with his fag wife Jamie. This was his response when I asked if he could provide video of his (apparently) legendary cumshots:

I glanced at your site before allowing My hole access and one thing I could not comprehend, why the fucking chastity devices? I don’t ever want to SEE my boys clitdick so it just wears a jockstrap 24/7 but it makes My superior dick jump when something I do or say makes My little cuntboy start trembling and wet his panties. The worst that’s ever happened is it got My leg a little wet once when after chowing on my dick for 4 hours it had cum so many times its jockpanty was soaked. It’s the supreme compliment to My Alphaness. If it takes too long to finish its orgasm then use Your Alpha power, slap (or punch if it can handle it) the cunt and get it back to the job at hand. It won’t take long for Your fuckhole to get the message. its God is what’s important, the cunts clitdick jumping is just a benefit of the honor of serving a REAL fucking Man. A faggot has a difficult life. It doesn’t hurt anyone to give it 5 seconds of pleasure especially when that pleasure is attained by its service to a superior being. Also, I don’t believe a faggot shouldn’t masturbate. I made My cumwhore a pet pen that sits at the foot of My bed. Inside where it sleeps are all My dirty socks, underwear, handkerchiefs etc… for it to play with in what little free time it has. It also gives the cunt a sweet little bed with the scent of its God all around. My faggot sees its little bed as My indication that I care for it and by surrounding itself with My belongings it will NEVER doubt it belongs to Me.I’ve said what I intended faggot. I’ll let you know if I decide to allow other pathetic holes have the opportunity to drool and cum while they see what a REAL Man’s orgasm is really like. sam you do have one thing to be proud of. you seem to be an intelligent cumhole. And speaking of cumholes, it’s time to fill the one I own. 

Startling, isn’t it?

Here’s Alpha Dino’s description of how he came to understand and finally own his faggot:

I am aware of boy’s adoration of me. I appreciate your acknowledgment of it but it is not necessary. You are correct,  before my retard the only contact I had with faggots was to beat them if they hit on me. Boy was different. I cannot describe it. It was something in its eyes at our 1st meeting. I knew it NEEDED to talk to me so, after a sleepless night, I went to the room where it was staying. As we talked I realized that (1) I kind of liked the fag (2) Here was someone who seemed to instinctively know a bit about me and appreciated me as none ever had. (3) I admired its courage in being upfront with me about his instant attraction to me. Also, in public it acted somewhat normally and didn’t fucking float across a room. (4) At the very least I’d get a ‘down low’ blowjob that, if it went well, I could use again in the future. It wasn’t very hard for me to ‘step over the line’ because I was in a dark period of life and also when I am attracted to anyone it is an attraction to the person and not their looks. I knew that as long as this faggot had feelings for me and was discreet I could have some good times with it. As far as my realizing my Alpha-ness, I knew growing up I had something most other males did not. For a time the young Man I was thought something was wrong with me. I didn’t respect most of the men I knew. I thought I deserved something more than them and I actively searched for it without even knowing what it was.  My bitch actually should be and has been credited with helping me realize my potential, which I have reached. The ways in which it loved, worshiped, and served me (perverted and kinky as I thought they were at the time ) helped me see the kind of life I could have. I have rewarded it many times for giving up its life to serve me and for sharpening my own outlook. We are unlike any other Alpha and faggot,  I’m sure. There is an extra something that allows me to love it not only as a worshipful faggot but as my obedient, submissive wife. It took time and hard work,  especially on the cunt’s part, for us to become what we are. I had trouble for years dealing with the situation but life and my hole’s undying love and faithful devotion lead to where we are now. What made Jamie different? Well, he was, in appearance, more of a beta male so I didn’t feel as awkward being seen with him as I did with other faggots at the time. You also asked what was the difference between women and my cuntboy? That’s easy.

Women: high maintenance, dreaming of equality, disobedient, etc…

Faggots: none of the above. Always willing to give, obey, serve, worship, and love its Man.

So their relationship blossomed from there, and, as is typical with faggots and straight Alphas, Jamie the faggot inspired Alpha Dino to new heights of Alpha exploration.

When I met My boycunt even it didn’t know all the perverted fetishes that My Alphaness would inspire. We kind of discovered them together. My superior everything along with drugs and it’s fertile creative mind gave it all kinds of delightfully twisted, nasty ideas of things to perform for it’s God. To satisfy a little of your hungry, perverted little soul I’ll share two or three of My favorites. My absolute favorite is the full-body wash, savor, and worship that I allow it to perform for Me. This is done at least once per week and can take seven hours or more depending upon My whim and its exhaustion level. If I see it’s half dead but still striving to give me all I deserve after many hours I will grab its hair, pull it up to My face, tell it that Daddy loves His faithful cunt, spit a huge loogie in its mouth. It always cums hard because it LOVES My goddamn spit almost as much as it loves My cum. I will then tell cuntboy to eat My hot thick Alpha cum, which it greedily and gladly does. The look in its eyes as My cum hits its guts and I pat its head appreciatively is something I actually cherish. I also enjoy the foot worship which was one of the first kinks that it tried. We were high as fuck one night when it just lost its head, grabbed My sweaty foot out of My sneaker, and pressed the sole against its face, inhaled it as if it were its last breath then shoved the stockinged toes in its mouth and came in a manner that impressed Me. Now all this strange (to me then) shit was making My big nuts tingle BUT it had not asked permission. This was early on when its had absolutely no right to do anything with asking for permission so I’m afraid I smacked My boy’s face then made it remove My socks and lie on the floor about an eighth of an inch from My bare sweaty feet for about an hour. It could not move to touch them. While time passed and it cried silently and begged to wash My feet with its tongue, I thought about how the situation made me feel. Whimpering faggot begging to slurp on dirty feet that had just an hour before had been running around a basketball court and My dick swelled and turned to steel. Needless to say I made boy come to me. I soothed its fears and told it that it could show Me just how completely it loved its God by the almost biblical washing of My feet. It was a very good evening and even I had something to learn. That was its best to take a chance and let the faggot worship Me as it chose on days I didn’t have any definite ideas as to what I desired beyond being worshiped. The cumhole’s favorite worship is burying its face in my armpits and licking and sucking up My funk. It will not stop until I push it away. It is one of My own favorites but the cunt is unaware of that. It is advantageous to Me that it thinks I can take it or leave it. If it knew how much that made the cum churn in My balls it might get a bit cocky so it’s best to downplay that. After our first three years or so My bitch likes to say that it knew how every part of My body looked, smelled, and tasted but one tiny part it was never allowed to touch and that was the inside of My asshole.  It loved and still loves to lick my hairy ass crack.  I allow that often but My asshole is a Man’s asshole NOT a faggots pussy. It does not need to be entered. The day I made it My faggot-wife I had it lying on the bed while I stood and fucked and abused its face. I decided that My faithful loving cunt deserved that one last part of its God’s body so I simply lowered My ass over its face. I heard My precious cumhole gasp as it realized what a gift it was about to receive.  I quickly stated that I did not have a pussy.  I had an Alpha asshole and it could lick that hairy ass crack as long as it desired and when it was ready it could take its tongue and insert it as far as possible into a REAL fucking Man’s shithole. It could not lick inside or move the tongue around, it was to go as deep as it could then it could remain inside Me, savoring My musky funk until it was sure to remember the flavor for life. Then it could remove it, orgasm, and find some Goddamn way to show Me its appreciation for letting it taste the last unknown treasure of its God. 

I mean, listen to this Apex Alpha speak!

I then asked about the stigma of a straight Alpha like him actually marrying a faggot.

It was not difficult at all to propose marriage, I didn’t ask the bitch. I told it that it was to take My name, wear My ring, and submit to Me in this final way. I knew My dirty boy would wet its panties the instant it realized it would have the honor of living life and going to its grave as My wife, My legal possession, and of course it LOVES the world knowing it is MY cunt. I like that as well. I made My fucktoy as respectable as it’s possible for a faggot to be about five years ago. I must be honest, before I took My cunt to a new level of life I thought it had done everything possible to surprise and delight Me in bed. I, for once, was incorrect. As soon as I slid that ring on its finger as My owned fag it surprised Me in creative and unexpected ways. I realized that I had made a great choice years ago when I decided to cunt the bitch. My family really had no idea that I would take a faggot for My wifeslave. Both My mother and grandmother approved of boy as a mate for me without really understanding how their Alpha Child could love a faggot. They did love it though. cuntboy’s mother realized I was as close as her child could get to marrying God. She claimed Me as her own and even admonished faggot to obey and honor Me. None of them could ever hope to understand the situation so I  just allowed them to draw their own conclusions about our relationship. I grew up in New York in a catholic Italian family. Use your faggot imagination and you will realize My family is a bunch of ‘rough customers’ if you are intelligent enough to grasp My meaning. That is one more aspect of My makeup that makes my cumwhore’s pussy clench, Daddy is a REAL badboy. female cunts are thrilled by that aspect as well. I will not answer the ‘do You still fuck bleeding cunts’ question. I will say it has been a long time since I deigned to allow a breeder cunt My magnificent cock. I don’t intend to purposely hurt My wifecunt and if I do take a lowly female I know that My boy understands My needs but it will also crush something in its soul. And that is all the info you need on that subject faggot.

Their life today has many of the trappings of the traditional husband/wife roles.

Yeah My faggot stays home and does all the girly things a submissive cunt is supposed to do and it LOVES performing all the household tasks. What’s more,  it takes great pride in keeping a home that is worthy of My presence. After the privilege of becoming my hole to cum in presented itself faggot gave (its previous life) up to fulfill its destiny and to serve and be a possession of Mine. As if I didn’t have enough reasons to be a proud Alpha and deserved egotist, this undeserving but willing cumhole threw all that to the fucking wind for a CHANCE to belong to Me. As My cum guzzler will happily tell you. I AM AWESOME in every way. I mean what I said though faggot, that Information does not go beyond your faggot eyes and ears. If it is used on your site or you tell Jamie that I told you I WILL hunt you down. It wants no one to know that it was EVER anything but MY faggot cumhole.  Got that, dick licker?

Now, I realize that much of what Alpha Dino wrote sounds punishing and even cruel. I wonder how many faggots out there could’ve handled the 15-year onslaught of Alpha Dino’s power the way Jamie has. But there is real affection and love there, buried beneath the constant aggression and bluster.

I will end this by saying I usually let my boy know in private how much I appreciate and love him. Just this once I wanted to publicly show my feelings for my fucktoy, he’s a good little bitch and he’d better remember his place after all this praise. 

It’s hard to describe what it has been like to get to know Alpha Dino. The best analogy my battered brain can come up with right now is that scene in the movie Independence Day when the giant alien spacecraft comes out of the clouds and starts obliterating everything in sight.

Alpha Dino obliterated me.

Without a doubt, he is one of the most dangerously-powerful Alphas I’ve ever encountered. Life and death seem to be in his hands. He makes me tremble from an email, for fuck’s sake … how would I ever hope to survive in his presence?

I had this hope that he might come onto the podcast and talk about his Alphahood and his life with his fag wife, but he rejected that idea. It might be for the best. I’m terrified to even speak to a literal god like him.

So I sit here in the aftermath of the storm, catching my breath and grateful to have survived with the experience.

Thank you Master Dino!

This thread follows Chris as he discovers his Alphahood. CLICK HERE to read all of his posts in chronological order!

Even now I’m surprised at how quickly straight Alphas take to using faggots. Once they try it, they often go on a tear where they fuck EVERY faggot they can get their hands on. They’re like a starving Man who suddenly comes upon a banquet table full of food. In some respects, straight Men ARE starving … starving for the freedom to fully express their animal side. Faggots give them that hunting ground they desperately crave.

Alpha Chris is a prime example of this. He’s a dominant Alpha who spent far too much time hunting females and not finding complete satisfaction. Then he stumbled across me, and I was blessed to help him discover fag worship. His story has been so satisfying to cover, and it’s really just beginning.

He sent me a new follow-up that continues where his last email ended. And it’s a doozy:

So a few updates!

The friend that came over to watch the Lakers game…yeah we did way more than that lol. 

I had prepared us some game food and all that. But I also made sure to keep condoms nearby the couch in the living room where we were. Because I fully intended to fuck him. I mean I guess I wouldn’t have if he didn’t want to of course, I’m not a rapist.

Anyway, he came over and we milled around a bit, catching up, there was some slight awkwardness. But once we sat down on the couch that went away. I could tell he was nervous. But I was getting really fucking turned on as my own thoughts were wandering about what I wanted to do to him.

So the game was on but within the first 10 minutes of the game, I had pulled my cock out of my shorts. He perked up and looked at me and I nodded down to my cock. He dropped down onto the floor onto his knees and slid between mine. He quickly got to it! Slobbering all over my cock, deepthroating me. It felt fucking amazing. I grabbed him by his hair and made sure that he kept my cock in his mouth just how I wanted it and helped guide his head as I fucked his throat.

He kept trying to get out a muffled “your cock tastes so good” “fuck my mouth faster” and so on. At one point I slipped and called him a faggot! I got a bit nervous because 1. he’s my friend and 2. I didn’t want to use a slur against my friend. I’m still learning to be okay using it in general! and 3. it’s a word he DESPISES and rightly so!

However, the strangest thing then happened. After I called him a faggot, he moaned and undid his pants, pulling his little cock out and started stroking it. His sucking got more intense. So I said it again, “Keep sucking my dick, faggot. That’s right, be a good little slut for me.”

After a bit, I looked down at him and told him I was going to fuck him, which I don’t think he knew was part of the plan lol. He paused for a bit and during his silence, I grabbed a condom and threw it on my cock. He was clearly nervous and asked me if I was sure that I wanted to do that. I didn’t even bother to respond, I just pushed him down on the floor onto his back and quickly pulled his pants the rest off the way off of him. I pushed my cock slowly inside of him at first and he squealed. I’m fairly modest and don’t like to say I have a BIG dick. Most people who say that really don’t or aren’t believed anyway. But I’m not small, especially not in girth. So I’m sure there was a bit of pain with me shoving my cock inside of him.

But he took it well lol. Once I was in, it was over. I fucked that little hole as hard and fast as I could. His legs went over my shoulders and his hand was pumping up and down on his little cock. I thought I’d try to help him out and at one point, when his hands were gripping my arms instead, I went to rub his dick but he seemed to panic at that and grabbed himself again instead. So I think it’s what you recently said about fags not wanting the top (or Alpha) to touch them? But he was fine touching himself. Idk. Maybe I didn’t do it right, who knows.

Anyway, I fucked him deep and at one point I thrust really far in and his body tensed and his eyes rolled to the back of his head. So I think I may have cunted him! Because it was a new level and he made noises I’ve never heard anyone make and when I did that he came all over his chest. He was all mine and I pounded that ass into the floor lol.

After I came, I pulled out and took the condom off. He was laying there, practically limp on the floor. I opened up his mouth by pulling down on his chin with my thumb and pushed my cock into his mouth for him to clean it off. He (suckled if that’s the right word?) gently sucked on it until I went soft.

Once we both got our clothes back on, we watched some more of the game but he was cuddled up to me like a damn puppy or a kitten lol. Two more times he made me cum that night. Towards the end of the 3rd quarter, his head was in my lap and I was fucking his throat as I watched the game. His gagging and the Lakers dominating had my testosterone ALL the way up I guess lol. Because I started getting more aggressive in how I was fucking his throat, keeping him down longer on my cock, saying things like “that’s right, gag on my cock faggot. Your throat belongs to me now, bitch” and I slapped his face a few times when he tried to come up before I was ready for him too.

With each slap he moaned and went back to work though so I know I didn’t cross any lines.

After the game was over I took him over to the kitchen table, bent him over, and fucked him again. He was very surprised by my endurance lol.

While he was bent over the table, I used his own belt around his neck for some breathplay and better control. I don’t recommend anyone doing that that isn’t experienced though as an FYI. I think too many videos that I see of people using breathplay are using it very dangerously and they can seriously damage a person’s windpipe! Just as my own personal PSA. Even more experienced people like me can make a mistake. But these people do it because it’s “hardcore” and makes for hotter sex. Well, the sex isn’t going to be too hot if your partner’s dead lol.

Anyway, I digress. I choked him well and that practically took me over the edge in an instant.

He then left. So that was last Sunday. He has come over twice since then and I fucked him how I pleased both times. I told him about the stuff that I’ve looked at for the past few years about Alphas and faggots and he said he’s heard of the concept. He said he didn’t know how he felt about being labeled as “my faggot” but that didn’t stop me from literally a minute later having my cock down his throat and telling him to be a good faggot for me and do as his master says. To which he obliged. Something in me took it as a challenge. So…lol I think that’s been settled?
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Then Jake! The fag from the gym. I’ve also fucked him twice since last week. Once at the gym and once at my place.

At the gym, we fucked in the bathroom stall again much to the same effect as last time. Someone had walked into the bathroom while we were fucking though lol. I think the person was curious because they definitely lingered. There was no mistaking the sounds of my grunting, Jake’s moaning, and the sounds of sex itself. I was almost tempted to leave the stall and ask whomever was lingering if they wanted to join in lol. But of course I didn’t. I kept on doing as I pleased. Jake tried to say something about “I think someone’s listening” but I just threw my hand over his mouth, told him to shut up unless it was to moan for me or call me sir, and fucked him harder. So the person DEFINITELY heard that if they really did stay around lol.

He was over my place two days ago and I had him lick my asshole. I’ve never had someone do that to me before. But it felt great! At first he was just giving me the usual blowjob and moved down to suck on my balls at my command. I then got the idea and grabbed the back of his head by the hair, shifted my hips, and pulled his head down so he’d lick at my asshole. Since that meant his nose was pressed right up against my balls/taint, he moaned and said he loved my scent. Which? I dunno, I don’t think I have one other than whatever cologne I wear and my body wash. I know I definitely don’t stink and I pride myself on that. Even when I sweat and have been working out or fucking, I don’t get any gross smell which is good because some people definitely do. So I’m not sure what scent he was talking about since I asked him later if he meant my cologne and he just said “no, your scent.” So I don’t know. I know you’ve mentioned musk and all that on your site. So maybe that’s what he’s referring to but I don’t smell anything so I’m not sure.

But after he ate my ass, I fucked the life out of him as well. I told him he was my faggot and he nodded excitedly and told me he’d serve me however I wanted. That he wanted me to get out every fantasy I’ve ever had that I haven’t been able to do with my female partners. So that sounds pretty damn exciting to me.
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I haven’t told either of them about the other one. I’m not sure if I should? I mean I don’t view this as a relationship so I don’t think it’s cheating. But, I’m not necessarily sure on how all of this works. So any advice here would be appreciated! Hope you and your readers enjoy the update on my life. I know there may have been a few questions and such throughout this. So I hope I kept my thoughts somewhat organized for you!

Fuck now I’m hard again thinking back on all this, so I may call up my friend for a middle of the night booty call lol. Or I’ll just search your site for some good videos. There’s one in particular that I can’t seem to find anymore or on any other websites. It was a tumblr video so maybe it was lost to the purging over the last couple of years. But it was a video of a skinny twink/fag with blonde highlights in his hair and a top that was off camera. The twink was sucking the top’s cock and the top forced his head down which pissed the twink off and the twink said “I don’t like getting choked out” and the top said “I don’t like having my dick bit” then it cut to them fucking and the top said he was going to cum and asked where the twink wanted his cum “in his ass” or maybe in his mouth? and the twink said “ON my ass preferably” and so the top ignored him and came inside of him and the twink said “I said on” – I described it the best that I could from what I remember. But it was a video that always turned me on lol. So if you or any of your readers know what I’m talking about I would be forever grateful in that being tracked down. But I feel it may go down as one of those good videos that get lost to the internet and memory.

Sorry, I’m rambled on enough! Have a nice night, Sam!

Such an incredible account!

To answer Alpha Chris’ question, it is NOT cheating, obviously. Faggots are property, not lovers. Honestly, it would be a show of power to let the faggots know about each other. I would bring them together for a group worship session. When faggots realize that their Alpha owns other faggots, they tend to work harder to please.

I absolutely love hearing the experiences of straight Alphas like Master Chris. The power and enthusiasm they show is intoxicating. The faggots being bred by him and others are the luckiest in the world, and they’re doing the right thing by submitting. They are the stepping stones that lead these straight Alphas to heights greater than anything ordinary Men can imagine. The life of gods!

This is part of a continuing series chronicling the rise of Alpha Matt, a straight male and friend of Alpha Jin who slowly came to understand the wonders of faggot worship. Click here to read all of these posts in order!

There is honestly something magical that happens when a straight Alpha claims his first faggot. There probably isn’t a connection between human beings quite like what happens when an Alpha accepts a faggot as his personal property and the faggot surrenders itself to his control. It’s combustible.

What is it exactly? I was recently speaking with Alpha Parker about this, and we concluded that a faggot completes a Man in a more primal way than even a wife does. Ownership of a faggot satisfies the deepest need of a Man to possess and control, to own a slave or have a servant worship him. Every Man wants to be a King, and owning a faggot is the only real way a Man can experience that for himself.

Well, today Master Matt took that first step toward Kingship by claiming his first faggot, a beautiful sub from his gym named Michael.

But lets’ back up. After Master Matt determined that he wanted to own the faggot, Master Nick went with him to find a chastity cage. Master Matt spent $200 on a deluxe Holy Trainer – basically the Rolls Royce of cages – and had it gift wrapped.

Then the pair went to Master Nick’s house. Master Nick called Alex into a room in order to demonstrate to Master Matt how to put the chastity cage on his faggot. Master Nick showed him the plastic bag trick popularized by Caged Jock, which involves threading a plastic bag through the opening in the front part of the cage and using that to pull the penis into place so that it all snaps together.

Then Master Nick called Lee into the bathroom and he showed Master Matt how to milk a faggot. “It’s just like fingering a pussy,” was Master Nick’s instruction as Master Matt stuck his fingers into Lee. Within 30 seconds Lee was dribbling cum. Later Master Matt described this process as “weird, but I get it.”

I just want to let this sink in. Master Nick, one of the greatest straight Alphas to ever own faggots, spent the afternoon using his faggots to teach his Alpha brother. Why? Because Master Nick believes in faggot ownership and is fiercely adamant that it should be done right. And so, as any Apex Alpha would do, he’s passing along what he has learned to enrich a fellow Alpha. Beautiful!

So this morning Master Matt and Michael had a gym time of 11am. They met and worked out together like any other day. But after the gym they went over to Master Matt’s condo. Michael immediately knelt and kissed Master Matt’s feet.

Then Master Matt presented Michael with his gift – the Holy Trainer chastity cage! Master Matt had Michael strip naked, and he followed Master Nick’s instructions perfectly. Within a few minutes, Michael was caged and, more importantly, officially owned by Master Matt!

Michael became on owned faggot!

To cement this arrangement, Master Matt took Michael’s head and pressed its face into his crotch. Michael inhaled Master Matt’s powerful pheromones, which nearly made him dizzy with pleasure.

Almost immediately after being caged, Michael began furiously cleaning Master Matt’s condo, which would make the term “bachelor pad” seem like a sterile surgical room (“It was pretty messy,” said Michael later).

And in what I thought was a significant development, Master Matt left his new faggot alone in his condo to do its work while Master Matt ran errands. While he was out, he texted me:

Faggot, I caged my first faggot and now he is cleaning my condo. I am living the best life.

I asked Master Matt how he was feeling now.

It feels just amazing … to cage my own faggot is a great feeling.

But the real surprise for Master Matt occurred when he returned to his condo. The place was literally spotless and tidy. The laundry was washed and neatly folded.

Master Matt could barely contain his awe.

This faggot is good … this is amazing shit having my own faggot … this faggot did an amazing job of cleaning my place … it is spotlessly clean … this is going to be good for me … MIND BLOWING!

Later Michael, so high from his first day of service as an owned faggot, called its Master and asked if it could come back tomorrow to finish up some work at the condo. Master Matt enthusiastically agreed.

“Faggots really like doing this shit?” asked Master Matt to me later.

“We LOVE it!” I replied.

“I love it too,” said Master Matt, still in awe.

Master Matt has agreed to abide by Master Nick’s suggestion of waiting a few days before giving Michael the first feeding of his thick Alpha cum. This gives the faggot time to adjust to the cage and become sufficiently horny.

The idea of waiting more than a few seconds before breeding a faggot would never have occurred to the old version of Master Matt. He tore through faggots like tissue paper.

But today Master Matt took a significant step toward true Alphahood. He became the owner of a faggot, and now he’s taking on the role of trainer as he guides his new faggot to fulfill its purpose. And, in doing so, Master Matt fulfills his.

I’m so incredibly proud of my dear Master Matt and my new brother Michael!

Hierarchy Is Truth!

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

I’ve had multiple people ask me for an update on Michael, the inspirational faggot who is (currently) serving a young Alpha who took over his apartment.

I’ve been badgering Michael for an update, and he finally found a little time to catch me up to speed.

I am doing fine Sam, although really busy. I have an awesome college freshman stud living in my apartment. He has pretty much taken it over and invites His jock buddies over for me to cook for, to do their laundry and to take care of their nearly constant sexual needs. Then with the quarantine lifted, the Alpha males in the building have been spending time with their girls, but that has not appreciably diminished their need for head. I think both of us understand why; they have discovered the superior quality of faggot head.

But the newest change in my life is my new boss at work. He is in His late 30s I would guess, but in awesome physical condition, movie star gorgeous, married (to a woman) and father to two boys. He is totally Alpha, not just as a boss, but in just about every thing that He does. But, of course, like most Alpha males, He just doesn’t appreciate His power or understand the nature of His entitlements. So I have taken it upon myself to educate Him. I started with the small stuff: bringing Him coffee until I could sense just when He was ready for another cup. Running errands, getting him His lunch from one of the food trucks that lurk outside our office, using my contacts to get Him upgrades to first class when He travels for work. I think He is at the first step, as you know, to the Alpha male’s awareness. Nothing sexual yet, but I sense that is on the horizon. He’s starting to talk about sexual things and His relationship with His wife.

Like any good faggot, no matter how many dicks we are getting, we are still scanning the horizon for the next one!

I completely understand Michael’s position. It’s impossible for faggots to have a straight Alpha around every day and not try to introduce them to worship. The challenge is irresistible.

Michael is one of my favorite faggots. He makes such a fine ambassador to the joys of actually LIVING the lifestyle rather than jerking off to the idea of it.

I hope he inspires you to deeper and richer service!

This is part of a continuing series chronicling the rise of Alpha Matt, a straight male and friend of Alpha Jin who slowly came to understand the wonders of faggot worship. Click here to read all of these posts in order!

When an Alpha decides on something, it should be assumed that he’s going to get his way eventually. Why would there be any other outcome? Alphas are the superior force on this Earth, gods among Men, so they can make anything happen.

I say this because Alpha Matt, long missing from this blog, re-emerged recently after breaking up his latest girlfriend like Rip Van Winkle waking up from a coma. He reconnected with Master Nick (and me as well) with a renewed sense of purpose and desire.

He now wants to own a faggot.

You might remember Alpha Matt’s first exploration into fag worship was more along the lines of “pump and dump” than meaningful ownership. And he was downright brutal to some of the faggots he used, too. The debris of broken faggot parts left over from his assaults littered the landscape like a battlefield from a World War.

But something has changed in Alpha Matt since leaving his last girlfriend. He wants ownership of a true faggot. He wants to learn to be a good Master. He has seen the Kingship of Master Nick and the life of pleasure he enjoys, and he understands the errors of his ways. He wants to become more.

That’s very noble and commendable, I think. Men change as they grow older, and priorities shift into place. I respect Alpha Matt for wanting that for himself.

So after several reunion conversations with Master Nick, Alpha Matt decided he would find a faggot to claim for himself.

Now, it’s not hard for Alpha Matt to find faggots. He’s hot, hung, and has Alpha confidence brighter than the sun. They have always flocked to him; a trip to the gym for him is like a buffet of faggots served hot and steamy.

But he was looking for the perfect faggot, one not chewed up by excessive whoring. And almost instantly he found it – a 20-year-old bottom named Michael. The boy is perfect for an Alpha at Matt’s level; smooth, attractive, built upper body, slender waist. Really gorgeous.

Michael caught Alpha Matt’s attention when Matt noticed his used shirt was missing from his duffel bag. He knew Michael was the one who took it, and, from his previous experiences with faggots, he knew WHY Michael took it.

So Alpha Matt, as he typically does, walked up to Michael at the gym and bluntly told him he wanted Michael to read my website and that he was claiming him as his faggot.

One problem: Michael didn’t consider himself to be a faggot.

This is a pretty typical pushback from faggots when they are identified that way. I did it to some degree, Chin did it, and probably most faggots do. It’s scary to step over that line and admit that you were born to serve Men.

What really terrified Michael was the idea that he had to be locked in chastity for good in order to serve Alpha Matt. He almost refused to submit to that.

I spent hours wrestling with Michael over this issue, and at one point I nearly gave up and thought “he’s not going to work out.”

Then I made a point with Michael that big submissive bodybuilders wear chastity cages. This seemed to resonate with Michael. Then I said this:

“Think of the cage like a tribute to Master Matt. You show your submission to him by wearing it. You honor him by wearing it. It’s like a wedding ring for a faggot. It shows you are owned by a powerful Man.”

And we had a breakthrough!

Let me tell you this: Michael is going to be an amazing faggot for Alpha Matt, a truly powerful but undisciplined Alpha.

Alpha Matt is finding his way to becoming a worthy owner of faggots, and Michael is finding his way to embracing his faghood.

They can take this journey together and see where it leads! Many discoveries lay ahead!

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!

This thread follows Jamie, a faggot who began service to a straight Alpha named Dino that has lasted 15 years and led to marriage. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!

I get many questions from faggots about the service of straight Alphas. I always warn them – you can definitely serve straight Alphas, but don’t expect it to last forever and definitely do not fall in love. It’s almost guaranteed that the straight Alpha will eventually fall in love with a female and leave the faggot behind.

But occasionally love has erupted between an Alpha and his faggot. In the five years of this blog, I’ve witnessed two marriages between Alphas and their faggots. So ultimately, it’s possible that love can occur.

But the letter I received from a faggot brother named Jamie really blew me away and destroyed any preconceptions I had about the potential of the straight Alpha/faggot dynamic. You see, Jamie met and began to serve a straight Alpha named Dino, and now 15 years later they are married!

The letter Jamie wrote to me is so breathlessly adoring of Alpha Dino (even after all of these years) that I had to re-read it a second time to absorb it all. It is one the greatest love letters I think I’ve ever read.

I’ll get out of the way and let James tell the story:

I first saw Alpha Dino at a friend’s home. He was staying with them while separated from his wife. He emerged from a shower and walked through the room on his way out. He had dark hair, blue eyes, dozens of tattoos, and a body to die for. He only had on jeans, tiny streams of water still adorning his body. Our eyes met and I immediately cast my gaze down, said hello, and tried not to orgasm. He was AWESOME. He grinned a tiny bit and went to his room. I told my friend, “I’m having that “. He said, “No, He’ll KILL you. He’s just out of jail and I’ve seen him beat men bigger than you down for just looking at Him.” I said, ” then I’ll die happy.”.

I stayed the night KNOWING that something would happen and sure enough at 6 AM there’s a knock on my door. It’s the Master. We started to talk and I was just honest about who I am and what I could be for him. We talked for 7 hours without stopping, discussing our past and present. At that time I just thought I could be his side piece and that He’d go back to the wife. I had yet to realize my true calling of faggot. He still had the attitude of Alpha Male but had been beaten down by so many women that He lacked confidence. His wife constantly undermined things like His dick size ( 9 x 5 wasn’t big enough for her) his looks ( He’s the most handsome Alpha I have ever seen) sex takes too long (when Daddy gets horned up he goes for hours and fills his bitch with several juicy loads) etc… so even though He hadn’t realized His Alpha potential, I did. Just as immediately He saw I was a faggot when I didn’t yet know my destiny.

So He decided to give a fag a try, only because I was a faggot who immediately worshiped him and because I was good for his self-esteem. He said we’d have a date. We rented a hotel room for after dinner but we never left that night. He was showering and commanded me to get in with him. He made me wash his Holy body. He got out, barked at me to hurry and wash and get the fuck in bed. I did. We got high and I worshiped his body for 4 hours. He refused to cum. I thought I might die. After lying awake at His feet watching Him sleep for 2 hours I put His dirty boxers up to my nose and mouth and went to sleep. In a while, I was awakened by His foot gently kicking my head. It was obvious I had cried myself to sleep. He grinned and told me to come to Him. He asked what the problem was and when I told him that I realized after our session that I knew I belonged to Him, that I was created for Him. I told Him His cum was all that I needed to be whole, to become everything that I needed to be, that His cum was sacred, it gave life, and how blessed I would be if He chose to gift me with it. He grinned and punched me in the chest. I came INSTANTLY and He became very serious. He told me He hadn’t cum because He hadn’t fucked me. He never came in a mouth because He came so much nobody ever wanted it. Girls had thrown up trying to take his cum, the few who even wanted to try. Never a cum freak I nonetheless told Him it was my destiny to be His and that meant swallowing every precious drop of His sacred cum. As a matter of fact, I had, overnight, developed an overwhelming NEED for every liquid from His omnipotent body. He ordered me to ” go get my fucking cum then cunt.” This Alpha Man/God shot a load like I never had before and I totally became his. I choked and swallowed, He growled and cursed and held me on it, forcing me to take it all.

Then the REAL sex and dominance began. He spent the next 19 hours fucking my face, cunting me for the first time, and showing me that I now belonged to him. That was 15 years ago and I still worship my Alpha God daily. I could count on 2 hands the days He hasn’t gifted me, blessed me with his gigantic load. I am proud to say I know what every inch of my Master’s body looks like, smells like, and tastes like. I am a lucky faggot. It was a VERY rough road for us. The situation fucked with Daddy’s head for years but we both finally found our path as Alpha Male and faggot (now I’m a faggot wife) I have His name, his seed, and His domineering love. Whether He makes love to me, fucks me, rapes and beats me, or just allows me to worship Him until He has no more cum to spray into me, I am truly blessed. He owns my soul. I am His…

I am truly blessed.  One of the best things about my Daddy is his ability to shoot a load and just keep on going. I am such a happy faggot. I am sure we’re not the typical Alpha and fag because of our different life experiences. He truly is a straight Alpha Male who just happens to love a submissive faggot. Not many people understand that He’s still straight. I did get permission to say this. When He decided that I could be one of His holes He was still fucking women, as a Stud should be doing.

But after about 5 years He decided no cunt but me would be allowed to have His cum because it so SO Sacred so He started keeping His used rubbers, tied up and tucked under His nuts for warmth, and bringing them home to lucky me. While I hate to admit I wished that He’d stop seeing women I knew an Alpha deserved to fuck ANY cunt that He wanted. The fact He was gifting me with His cum instead of them told me lots about His feelings for me. I tell you the 1st time he did that I worshiped Him until He had no more cum. We found out that when cum is depleted, then blood oozes out. I had my Alpha God’s sweat, cum, piss, spit, AND blood that night. That was also after the first night He allowed His fucktard cumhole to sleep wrapped in His hard, Macho arms. Now I am allowed to sleep in bed with Him most of the time. Sometimes I sleep at His feet which is very satisfying.  I belong at His feet  and sit on the floor between His legs unless i am busy caring for Him. Sometimes He allows me to sleep with my face in His junk when I have been a good bitchboy.  When I have been stupid or bad I might get smacked or punched or kicked. If I am VERY bad He will make me stand on my knees in the bathroom and watch him piss into the empty tub where I would usually sit and then rub out one one his huge loads and wash it down the sink instead of feeding me.

After 15 years I am His in every way. Thanks to our marriage He now LEGALLY owns me, I have his name, and I have worked my way up His relationship chart. That means from our 1st meeting I was his hole to cum in. That is the bottom rung. Next reward is being His cunt, then His bitch, then His boy, then His baby, and at last His wife. But as He says almost daily, just because I have made it to wife I should never forget that, at my base I am nothing but his hole to cum in. Nothing in this world could make me feel so complete, so at peace as knowing I am my ManGod’s hole to cum in. my life’s purpose is fulfilled.  I am His fag.

P.S. Don’t think it’s been an easy life. Our 1st year or 2 were VERY dark ones. It’s a wonder I am still alive to tell my story. Daddy was, and is, a REAL Man. He’s a thug, He’s been in prison, He’s beaten 5 men at one time with me watching. He’s beaten me badly, there have been separations, misunderstandings, and lots of drugs and sex and bodily fluids PUMPED into me–all of it His–but it was all worth my reward, Him. I only pray that I have been the best cumwhore and perverted dirty bitch that I could possibly be because that’s what my God deserves–the BEST!   

It’s overwhelming, isn’t it?

I absolutely loved the eruption of passion between these two from the start. Sometimes it overtakes us, doesn’t it? This awesomely-powerful straight Apex Alpha saw the worship he wanted in the eyes of this helpless faggot, and simply took it.

I also loved the bit where Alpha Dino would fuck a female and tuck the used condom under his balls to keep it warm so he could feed it to his faggot when he got home. So powerful!

Jamie has hinted that Alpha Dino might be willing to talk to me (apparently he is the strong, silent type) which thrills me to no end. I adore talking to straight Alphas about their road to faggot ownership, but this case is extra special because of the long marriage. I really hope he manages to give me some time!

I don’t know if this example helps or hurts the multitude of faggots hoping for something like this for themselves. I guess the lesson is that you never know what might happen whenever you meet an Alpha, but nothing will ever happen if you don’t submit and offer yourself. Jamie offered himself, and now he lives a dream with a God!

I am not a shy faggot; I think I could talk to a trash can for 10 minutes. And I’m pretty fearless, too. More than anything, these two qualities have allowed me to talk more straight Alphas into using me than I can even count.

It happened again two days ago. I ordered a Lyft to take me to a computer store so I could get a new printer. I was standing outside when the newer white Dodge Ram rolled up. So I hobbled inside (I’m still recovering from that staph infection) only to see a young, good-looking black guy behind the wheel.

Uh oh.

So I started talking to him, trying to test him to see if he is Alpha (because my Alpha sense was pinging off the charts). He definitely gave a couple of answers (“I like working for myself because I don’t like being told what to do.”) that confirmed to me he is Alpha.

So then I asked him why he wasn’t a model (he is that good looking).

“Eh, guys that do that I think are like fruit cups,” he muttered to me.

I was a little confused. “Fruit cups, Sir? You mean like faggots?”

“Yeah, exactly,” he replied, “and I ain’t like that. I’m a Top guy.”

I was a bit startled by the bluntness. “A, uh, Top guy Sir?” I stammered,

“Yeah, do you know that term?” he asked, sounding a bit surprised.

“Yes, I do. So you top guys … fuck guys.” I quickly responded.

“Exactly.”

Okay, now we’re cooking.

“Well that’s great Sir. I’m a faggot.” I replied proudly.

“Yeah I know,” he replied confidently.

So as my destination approached we talked about Hierarchy and our places within it. When we arrived, I excitedly asked him if he wanted to exchange numbers. He told me his name is Charles (I put it in my phone as Sir Charles) and that he’d hit me up if he needed service or domestic chores done. I thanked him as I left, and I went inside the store.

So when I got into the store, a salesperson immediately attacked me and took me over to the printers. Suddenly my phone started ringing – it was Sir Charles!

“Hey faggot, I need you to come back out here,” said Sir Charles. “I’m waiting by the front door.”

So I immediately left the salesperson standing there and I went outside to see the truck right by the entrance, boldly blocking the lane. I hopped inside.

“Couldn’t wait Sir?” I asked coyly.

“No, man, I couldn’t.”

“Did the conversation get you excited?” I asked.

“Yeah, it did.”

So Sir Charles drove around until he found a closed bank. He drove to the back and parked, then climbed into the small back seat with me. In one swoop he pulled down his basketball shorts, and there was his fat, semi-hard dick and huge, swollen balls.

I immediately went to work. The back seat was incredibly tight so it was hard to get a good angle, but his dick swelled up quickly in my mouth. IT WAS THICK. I wanted so badly to get it all down my throat, but it simply wouldn’t fit. I would occasionally lick and suck on his big round balls, carefully rubbing my face in his crotch so that I could enjoy his musk (which was fantastic!).

Eventually he needed to cum so he took over stroking his dick so he could cum on my face. I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue and received some of his sweet cum, which I loved.

Sir Charles drove me back to my place, and we talked more about faggot service. He’s mostly straight, but he likes to use faggots for worship and service sometimes.

“I’ve been looking for a faggot for a little while now,” he said, “and now I’ve got one pretty close to my house.”

When he dropped me off, he said, “Talk to you soon, my friend.”

“You mean, my faggot?” I replied playfully.

“My bitch,” he said more seriously. “You’re my bitch.”

I told this story to an Alpha I’ve been talking to recently, and he laughed. “I think it’s great that you look for chances to talk about Hierarchy with these Alphas you meet.”

What can I say? I’m not afraid to discuss it plainly with Men because it’s the TRUTH. Once they see the truth of it, they act accordingly.

Sometimes like Sir Charles.

The following is an ongoing series of questions from Turkish Alpha, a 36-year-old straight married Alpha who has recently discovered the glories of faggot worship. You can access all of these by CLICKING HERE.

Out of nowhere today I received a startling message of pure truth from Turkish Alpha. Longtime readers will remember this married Alpha who discovered fag worship a couple of years ago.

Like most married straight Alphas who discover faggots, he has a unique perspective on the difference and the value of both females and faggots.

And boy, he had a special message today:

Hi, remember me? Written to you a few times last year. Reminder: a 37 years old married guy with kids, using fags since 33 years old. Reading about pilot alpha Marco’s remark about how he forgets about what he is fucking is not a woman.. I couldn’t agree more.

Also for faggots, do not for a second think you need to be: good looking, young, hairless, hairy, feminine, masculine, this or that. Sure I have preferences over others but they are just..bonuses if they happen to be my fags. I do not really give a fuck about how you look as long as you are a proper servant. When you are serving me, you disappear. I exist. You are as beautiful as my pleasure.
I prefer bearded, huge, masculine fags over twinks, feminine little faggots. But an hairless tiny fag that swallows my cum is surely to be picked over a bearded 2m good looking fag that “don’t swallow”
Between two fags that swallow, I pick the one that I can face slap whenever I feel like it.
Offer me two slap-lover faggots, and I will go for the one that licks my armpits, asshole and loves when I piss on him.
When I fuck a woman, I love the feeling of pleasing her, the sense of duty, the pride of climaxing her.

When I fuck a faggot I love the feeling of being worshipped, I love being the faggots goal, being the one that matters.
These two are different needs of men, and women can not offer both. The more I own fags (I fucked 50+ different fags over last two years, most of them are ready to be picked up by a phone call if I want) the more I know what fags offer is irreplacable for men.

If you are a faggot (edit: or a Man) that thinks all this alpha-fag dynamic is just a “gay fantasy” you are wrong.

FUCK YES!

That is stated so bluntly and so clearly that it is breathtaking! Every word he writes is absolutely true!

How many examples can I include on this site before it becomes apparent? How many powerful straight Alphas need to raise their voice and flaunt their experience before people will understand??

I thank you Turkish Alpha for adding your fiery voice to the chorus!

This thread follows the adventures of straight Alpha Marco, a 31-year-old airline pilot who discovered faggot service two years ago. CLICK HERE to view all of these posts in chronological order!

For many straight Alphas, the discovery of faggot service and worship requires a near-miracle before they find it. Straight Men simply don’t look at other males as potential sex objects, and social stigma usually snuffs out even the slightest interest before it even begins.

For these Alphas, the thirties seem to be the point in life when they let their guard down. They’ve done plenty of girl fucking, and they’ve developed a sense of self and a confidence that allows them to start experimenting.

That’s certainly how it happened to be with a straight, successful Alpha named Marco. Devilishly handsome, with dark black hair and a chest hair trail leading down to his large dick (I’ve seen pics and can confirm this), Alpha Marco had no problem finding females to fuck. Ever since he lost his virginity in his early teens he had been bedding women the way other Men wished they could.

But there was this problem: as a commercial airline pilot, it was difficult to get pussy during his overnight stays in various cities around the world. Sure, there was Tinder and other virtual means, but given the game players and the requisite romancing required to get a female to open up and give him what he wants, Alpha Marco became increasingly frustrated at his options.

Then two years ago he came across this website.

Here Alpha Marco began to learn about his Alphahood. He began to understand why he loved throat fucking submissives. Why he wanted to use people for his own pleasure.

But, just as importantly, Alpha Marco learned that faggots existed only to service Men like him. And it all clicked.

It’s hard to explain haha. I always liked to watch very extreme facefucking vids. Like women getting their throats destroyed. But I quickly realised practically no woman was ever up for that.

But his research here helped him understand that faggots exist to be throatfucked by Alphas.

(Faggots) actually want to be (throatfucked). Like u don’t have to spend tons to take a bitch on a date just to get blown.

So I got grindr for when I was flying away from home. And when I was in hotels and went in first to show up of course is my cabin crew faggots hahaha! I’m a pilot and 99.9% of male cabin crew are faggots. Trust me! So I started doing it with them and kept at it especially when traveling.

Alpha Marco went into detail about his first time trying a faggot.

Well I was in NYC and thought what have I got to lose? I’m thousands of miles from home.

I want to destroy a throat.

I’m in town for 3 days so not enough time to find a bitch and get her to do it, and i dont want to waste money on a hooker, so I tried a grindr faceless profile and like three of the fags doing cabin crew on my flight showed up at same hotel. So I decided to speak to one and explain the situation, and he was open to it. So I did it to him and I really realised that fags will do anything for cock, like stuff I’d only seen in porn.

Over time Alpha Marco made it a habit of using faggots on these layover flights.

I really get off my holding the fags head and slamming the throat with no mercy. I love the mess that makes, drool everywhere, the gagging … Like you can really go for it with a fag.

Then Alpha Marco began experimenting with other forms of domination with these faggots.

And then i like some other stuff like getting my nips sucked and pits licked which women don’t really do. Yes I’ve been rimmed too but not fingered.

I asked a little more about his rimming experience (since straight Men often balk at this).

I don’t bend over or anything. Like if I’m on the couch getting sucked I raise my legs up a bit to give the fag access and I want to watch it so that’s the position that works.

So now Alpha Marco has faggots on rotation service and females back home. He’s living the kind of Apex Alpha life that even other Alphas would envy.

He summed up his experience nicely:

Sex is about power. To see how much they submit when you spit on them or something is really a big huge power play. So smashing a throat and making a fag rim or suck my pits really makes me feel like most powerful man ever.

Alpha Marco had a word of advice for other straight Alphas hesitating to use faggots:

I think many of them don’t understand the fag alpha dynamic. They think it’s about kissing and stuff. But you don’t have to do anything like that with a fag if you don’t want to. It’s like take your wildest fantasy from porn and do it them and they’ll do it. Honestly especially if the fag is super femme like I like them to be and they’re in a jock or something, I forget its not a woman. Like I don’t even pay attention to that.

Perfectly stated from a true straight Alpha user of faggots!

Alpha Marco has made it clear that if any appropriate faggots out there might want to service him at his various stops around the world, he would be open to communicating with you.

So get in touch in the comments below!

This thread follows Chris as he discovers his Alphahood. CLICK HERE to read all of his posts in chronological order!

So Alpha Chris was pretty excited after his first attempt to fuck and breed a faggot’s pussy. The tightness, the way it took a pounding … it was all eye-opening

So now he was ready to try more. Little did he know that his clever little fag Mark would unlock the Beast buried beneath Alpha Chris’s relative straight politeness.

So it has been a few days and Jake and I have been sexting plenty. Neither of us have gone to the other’s home. However, we did meet up at the gym again. We didn’t have time to fuck properly, but I did again fuck his throat raw. I imagined myself fucking his tight little asshole and proceeded as though I was. I was worried that it was maybe dehumanizing for him because he, as a person, kind of faded from my mind and all I could think about or feel was his throat around my cock. I wasn’t registering him as someone I was using, but rather only focused on what I was doing (a throat rut if that’s a thing?). I’m not sure how else to describe it but it’s almost like HE wasn’t there. Just a thing that was making me cum.

At one point he pulled off of my cock and I believe was trying to get a certain reaction from me, because I grabbed the back of his head to pull him back down on my cock and told him “You’re not finished,” to which he started sucking again but pulled back off and grinned a bit. I kept a hold of his head but, kind of angrily, said, “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” And that’s when he told me he wanted me to be even rougher with him, to not let him up when he tried and to slap him if he did. So we established a safe word and he said he is a big fan of cnc (consensual non-consent for any of your readers who may not know) and being more dominated/humiliated with slaps/spitting/making his doms frustrated.

So I obliged since, as someone who enjoys rough and aggressive sex, I haven’t ever really been able to try out all of that with female partners. I’ve had some that enjoy slaps across the tits, choking, being called a slut or a whore, and letting me fuck them as hard as I thought I should (which was still usually me holding back otherwise I would have probably really hurt them just based on size and strength difference). But never slapping across the face and spitting on them. But it felt more appropriate and easier for me to do to Jake. Maybe because he’s a guy and not a woman, I don’t know.

But we continued, he tried again to pull off, and I slapped him across his face. The little fag moaned and he started playing with his own cock after that. I shoved my own back down his throat and held him there. There was no moving, I figured if he wanted to play that game then we’d play. I’m way stronger than he is and was showing grace before by allowing him to pull back when he wanted. I looked down at him and told him that when I put my cock in his throat, it doesn’t come out until I say it does and spit on him. His hand started pumping faster on his little cock lol. I continued thrusting as I pleased and soon after was pumping my cum straight into his throat. He choked a bit but I kept him there, telling him that he better swallow it all and lick my cock clean. He obeyed.

Astounding! Mark the fag managed to give Alpha Chris the space to develop his power and aggression! Very clever!

But there was an interesting coda to the email from Alpha Chris that involves a couple of his gay friends.

What often happens with Alphas once they are awakened to fag worship is the development of a sixth sense. All Alphas have it naturally, but the power becomes honed with experience.

What is this sixth sense? The ability to spot and control faggots and other subs.

Look at what just happened:

Other than Jake, the other realizations that I had messaged you about (a few of my gay friends that always “joke” with me) well I decided to test the waters with. I feel addicted now and I don’t know why lol.

But to one of them that “jokes” the most, I sent him a message on snapchat of me, shirtless after a workout. It said something like “How’s my progress looking?” and he responded back instantly with a load of compliments. So we messaged a bit and I told him “There’s been this guy at the gym that keeps watching me workout, I’m pretty sure he’s gay but I can’t tell.” and my friend said “Yeah of course people stare at you! I’d stare at you too! He may be gay but he’s just going to be disappointed when he realizes you’re straight lol.”

So I sent back “Yeah, but I gotta say, after so long in quarantine and without any pussy just about anyone is looking good lmao” and so that seemed to pique my friend’s interest and he said, “Oh really? Do tell” with like a laughing emoji thinking that I was joking.

So I decided to just go for it, and I was already getting hard from the thought of potentially getting my friend to come over and suck me off (he’s a good looking dude I must admit). I pulled my cock out and took a picture of it, sending it to him and said “I’d rather show you if you need more details.”

He took a few minutes to respond even after seeing the picture so I thought I had fucked up, but nope! He was apparently just awestruck or something lol and responded by telling me how much he wanted to wrap his lips around my cock and going into detail about how he’d suck me off. So we facetimed and continued dirty talking to each other and he got to watch me cum on my stomach which he said he wished he could lick it up off of me so it “wouldn’t go to waste.” So that was pretty damn hot.

Tomorrow (Sunday) the friend is coming over “to watch the Laker game” with me. But, I don’t think we’ll only be watching. Especially not after the facetime sexting. Though neither of us have mentioned it since. I’m not sure why, but I’m happy he’s coming over tomorrow. Maybe I’ll find out why then.

Oh Alpha Chris, you are definitely scoring a touchdown with this fag friend tomorrow!

This thread follows Chris as he discovers his Alphahood. CLICK HERE to read all of his posts in chronological order!

So after his first startling encounter with the faggot at the gym, Alpha Chris was obviously hungry for more. Quarantine has been rough on his heterosexual pursuits, and now he’s suddenly discovered a new avenue of pleasure and relief.

It didn’t take long, either:

I went back to the gym and there the fag was, kind of just idling by a few machines. When I walked through the door, he must have been watching because his eyes beamed and I could tell he got an ear-to-ear smile.

We really wasted no time. There were only a handful of people in the gym once again. I headed back to the locker room to put my stuff away and after a minute or so, he was in there with me. I gestured towards the bathroom stalls and we slipped into one of them. I pushed my shorts off of my hips and put a hand on his shoulder, pushing him down. He took his mask off and instantly opened his mouth for me. I fucked his throat for a little while, getting harder with each soft gagging sound he made. One of his hands had reached up and were massaging my balls and right up behind them. This fag knows what he’s doing!

Eventually I pulled him up to his feet and spun him around to brace him up against the back wall (leaned across the toilet) and spread his legs. Pulled his shorts off of that plump little ass of his. I took out a condom that I had prepped in my pocket, tore open the packaging and threw it on. I leaned down to spit on his little, puckered hole, and this guy (fag I guess I should keep saying?) was already shaking. I’ve never fucked another guy before but holy shit, Sam! As soon as I shoved my cock inside that faggot I nearly came. I didn’t thankfully, but I’m not ashamed to admit that it did something to me. His hands tensed up against the wall and he let out this little whimper and it threw me into a frenzy. I pulled back and thrust in again just to hear that same sound and I did. After that, there was no stopping me.

He let out soft moans of “please” or “sir, wait it’s a lot.” but I silenced him with a hand over his mouth and tightened my grip on his hips and did what I wanted to yesterday. I fucked the life out of this little fag damn near. My sex drive has always been EXTREMELY high. From the moment I hit puberty, I was humping pretty much anything that I could, pillows, stuffed animals, couch cushions, you name it. I felt the need to masturbate several times a day. Still do! To the point where I’ve had to take breaks at work to go jack off in the bathroom or in my car though I work from home at the moment so I’ve just been able to do so whenever I please. It calms down when I have access to easy sex but I haven’t had sex in about 6 or 7 months so…it was well past due. At one point we shifted and I had him up against the side wall instead so he could feel the full weight and presence of me up against his back rather than being bent away from me.
He guided my hand from over his mouth to where he wanted it around his throat and I obliged. Squeezing just enough to make him gasp and release and repeat. I kept my mask on but leaned my head down right up against his ear so he could hear me tell him that I owned his ass now. Which…I don’t know why that came out of me but it did! And it just felt right. So I guess you’re right, I’ve unlocked my Alphahood? I don’t know why I never recognized it as you said. But I guess it’s because I never fully thought too much about the dynamics and thought of this as all being more of a kinky sex dominant/submissive roleplay. Not…an actual thing that took over my brain when he first got my cock down his throat.
Anyway, he let out a soft little “Yes, sir” when I told him his ass belonged to me and I squeezed his throat tighter, commanding him to say it again at the same time I shoved myself all the way inside of him and watched his eyes almost roll in the back of his head and he shouted louder, “Yes, sir!”

After that I can’t really recall much of what happened, it’s almost like I blacked out but in pleasure. I remember pushing his head back up against the stall wall and grunting, thrusting as hard as I could until I came.
We both stood there, his legs shaking barely keeping him upright, my cock still buried inside of him and my weight pressed up against him, me trying to catch my breath. During this bit of huffing and puffing, he muttered, “My name is Jake, but you can call me whatever you want, sir.”

I nodded and told him my name. I pulled out of him and pulled the condom off. He then turned around and dropped down to his knees, licking very tenderly at my cock. His hands were working up my thighs and within a few minutes I was hard again. “I need to taste you again before you go.” Is what he said to me, so I ran my thumb over his lips and then moved my hand to his head, making a fist in his hair and pulled him back onto my cock.
He slurped and sucked perfectly. I think I really have found a fag for me lol. I called him a good boy as I slowly fucked his throat, getting my cock as far in as I could. When I came again, it wasn’t as strong as it was when I was fucking him, but it was still decent and he seemed just as pleased. Slurping it all down.
When we were done, he put his mask back on and we got redressed. We exchanged numbers so I guess we’ll see what happens from here on!

Glad to know that I am an Alpha rather than a Beta that I had assumed! I figured that with all the uncertainty and confusion that meant that I definitely wasn’t an Alpha. Even though I’ve been coming to your site for a few years, some of this stuff still goes over my head if I’m honest. And a lot of it has been skimming or just reading the stories and watching the videos because…well, they’re fucking hot and make me cum like no other.

I’m interested to explore this part of myself though I still don’t know whether to label myself as bi/pan or what. I have a few gay friends that I may try asking (and now looking in hindsight gay guys have ALWAYS flocked to me, even in high school). I’ve never cared and in fact have always welcomed it, I’m welcoming of anyone and enjoy everyone’s company bi, lesbian, straight, gay, trans, black, white, asian, disabled, asexual, nonbinary, whatever. You name it. Also, I was decently popular in high school and if I thought someone was picking on another guy for being gay I’d rough up the bully and they’d usually be left alone after that.

Plus gay guys in particular have always been super fun to be around! Though, I guess if I’ve been an Alpha this whole time then maybe they’ve just recognized that when I didn’t? Regardless, I’ve always had no less than 3 gay guy friends in my life. And…now I’m realizing that all the times I’ve had different ones “joke” to me that they want to try to turn me gay…or that they’d be willing to help me experiment…Sam. I’m an idiot.
As horny as I’ve been all fucking quarantine…I maybe could have had a whole host of ass at the ready for me. I know you can’t see me but I just had to put my head in my hands for a few minutes lol.

What we are witnessing here is the rise of a very powerful and primal straight Alpha. Not a bisexual Alpha or a pansexual Alpha – STRAIGHT ALPHA!

Alpha Chris is using this faggot exactly the way straight Alphas have always used faggots. We reassure Alphas of their sexual power and virility. We assist Alphas through dry spells with females. We do all of the dirty things females are afraid to do, and we do it for as long as the Alpha wants.

None of this changes the Alpha’s sexuality. In fact, it reaffirms it.

This thread chronicles the rise of Alpha Jeremy, a 20-year-old college student who has discovered both his Alphahood and the use of faggots. CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!

One of the great gifts of running a site like this is the wealth of stories I’ve accumulated about young Alphas coming to understand their powers and how to flex them. It’s now beyond any doubt that Alphahood is something born within certain Men, and even from an early age these Men must exert their will and take the spoils of the world.

My latest evidence of this is an extraordinary 20-year-old Alpha named Jeremy. For him, dominance came early and easily. Before he even understood what it was raging within him, he knew he needed power. It all began in sophomore year of high school.

I’m almost 20. But I have been an alpha for as long as I can remember. Finding your page and YouTube channel has really been feeding my ego, making me even more of a man in some ways.

First time I experienced a faggot’s worship was in my sophomore year of high school, it was wonderful but he wasn’t the type of fag to completely give himself up to an alpha. Finding out about you makes me feel I deserve better.

As time went on, Alpha Jeremy noticed the difference between trying to fuck girls and getting blow jobs from random gays.

And now that I realize there are so many fags that literally beg to serve, I won’t ever have to go through that again. Sometimes, females are harder to get so I enjoyed finding gay people that would just sick my cock easy without having to go through a date and shit like that. Gay people are easier to get blowjobs from. Fags are even easier.

Once in college, Alpha Jeremy would cruise the nearby park, dragging acceptable ones to a secluded area and throat fucking them.

Then, about six months ago Alpha Jeremy met a fellow student who was definitely a faggot. It didn’t take long for Jeremy to get his dick inside this faggot, a slender boy named Pete.

And Pete began expanding Alpha Jeremy’s mind to other forms of pleasure.

One thing I’m starting to get into, is feet worship. Had my fag worship my feet a few days ago. Felt so great to relax and have kisses and licks all over my feet. Such a sign of obedience and submission. He had been begging me for about 2 weeks to worship my feet. He would kneel and ask to worship my feet. So I decided I’d just get it over with. Ended up enjoying it.

Alpha Jeremy also tried an even more taboo fetish – rimjobs.

He’s done everything. Ass licking too … I’m in love with rimjobs!

In the six months that Alpha Jeremy has owned his faggot, he has slowly taken over its life. The faggot now cleans and cooks for him (and then takes care of his owner’s sexual needs).

But for a young dominant Male, even that isn’t enough. Notice what Alpha Jeremy did to exert total control over his faggot:

I actually felt bad when I first started claiming him as my property. He missed his family vacation and I made him come up with a lie. But i came to the conclusion that if it’s gonna be my faggot then it’s my choice if he goes or stays. Knowing my role, I don’t feel bad anymore. And he knows it was better to stay and service me. And it’s kinda funny knowing his family is on vacation while he’s licking my butthole. I would think about that when getting my ass worshipped. And on his birthday 2 months ago, I didn’t go easy on him. I told him it was just another day being a slave. Didn’t even tell it happy birthday.

As Alpha Jeremy’s power grows, he is beginning to truly understand the huge difference between Alpha like himself and the faggots that serve him.

I just think of myself as a God compared to faggots. Fags are the lowest of the low and should be thankful to service me.

I asked Alpha Jeremy what it was about this site that helped him (since he was already using and owning faggots by the time he found FWA), and he gave an interesting answer:

(The site) helped me realize the level of service that I deserve. I showed my fag the site and he agrees with pretty much everything on there. I thought I was on the edge of being extreme before I found your site.

Now I feel like I deserve everything.

Indeed, Alpha Jeremy does … and he most certainly will have it all!!

This thread follows Chris as he discovers his Alphahood. CLICK HERE to read all of his posts in chronological order!

Alphas seem so powerful to us regular people that it’s sometimes hard to remember that some of them do struggle to find and accept their Alphahood. Sometimes the resistance comes from childhood trauma, or maybe a loss of confidence arising from some failure. Whatever the case, it can be a winding road before this discovery becomes clear to an Alpha.

So it has been with a Man named Chris. He’s been a lurking reader of this site for a couple of years, always jacking off to the stories and videos, but never seeing him as an Alpha like the ones I’ve covered.

But he recently wrote to me about an eye-opening experience he had recently that may have forced him to finally acknowledge his true calling as an Alpha. Here’s what he wrote:

Anyway, in my town the gyms have reopened. Albeit with a lot of precautions in place. You must wear a mask, there are shields up, social distancing and everything. Which I’m very thankful for. As I’ve been fairly concerned about contracting anything (which makes this story all the more dumb maybe but…the power of sex is stronger I guess lol). Anyway, since they reopened I’ve been going again the past few weeks. There’s never many people there, despite the decently sized gym. Maybe about 10-15 tops? This time there were about 5 or 6 counting myself.

I’ve always noticed this other guy there (I noticed him pre-pandemic too). We must have similar schedules as 8-9 times out of 10 we’re there are the same time. Though he usually leaves a little earlier than I do. It got to the point where we give a little gym, head nod as a hello but we’ve never spoken.

I’m not a small guy. I’m 6’3 and fairly muscled. But not shredded (especially not after quarantine lol I got a bit of dad bod started). This guy is, maybe about 5’7 or 5’8. So a ways shorter than me. Slim build and your typical “fag” frame I guess. Just to give you an idea of the size difference here.
So during my workout I kept seeing him glance over at me. Which I thought was a bit odd, especially since it was like he was trying to “steal looks.” Whenever I caught him staring, he’d turn away or quickly walk off or pretend he was doing something else. I thought it was weird but also that I was reading into it. At one point, I was on a machine to workout my back muscles and he was at a station across the way working on thigh muscles (his machine: you brace your foot on a pedal of sorts and push backwards and it works out the glutes and thighs). So this machine was really showing off the curve of his ass which I finally started noticing was…rather plump for his frame.

I was fixated and my mind started wandering to your site and well, I got hard. Noticeably so. I threw my towel over my lap and kept working out my back, but I was still fixed on his ass. It then occurred to me…oh shit. He’s facing the wall of mirrors, so he can SEE me staring at him. Oh fuck oh fuck, I hope he didn’t see me get hard.
So I got up, tried to play it cool, and just went to the locker room, planning on getting my stuff and getting out of there so I could just come home and jack off in peace.
However, as I was getting my stuff from my locker, I heard someone else come in the lockerroom/bathroom. And lo and behold it was him.
My cock was still rock hard and I was no longer hiding it since I was the only one in the locker room. His eyes were directed right at it. My heart felt like it was about to burst from my chest as I was trying to think of something to say. But then he started walking towards me and it caught in my throat. So I couldn’t say much of anything.

Instead I turned my back up against the lockers and watched him drop to his knees and pull my cock out of my shorts. He pulled down his mask and went right on in with slurping at my cock. There was like…this shift and my hand grabbed the back of his head and I guided his head up and down on my shaft. Pushing him further each time until I was properly fucking his throat. I then found my voice and commanded that he look up at me.
When he did…holy fuck, the look in his eyes. It was pure submission. And I felt it. Like…is this what alphas get off on? Like I don’t know how to describe it but it was as though his only want in that moment was for me to own his throat. So I did. I dirty talked him as I pulled and pushed his head along my cock. Telling him to take it like a good boy for me, and each time I complimented him and told him how nice his throat felt or how much I liked his tongue gliding up and down my shaft, his eyes lit up.
Eventually I felt like I was about to cum and I let him know, to be courteous and I didn’t know if he wanted to swallow a stranger’s cum. But he put his hands on my hips and pulled in like he wanted me to shoot it as far down his throat as I could so he wouldn’t spill a single fucking drop. And he did not spill. As soon as he did that my thrusts became more wild and I fucked his throat raw. Sending several ropes of cum into his throat. After I was finished I pulled my cock from his lips and lightly patted him on the cheek while I tried to catch my breath. He put my dick back in my shorts and pulled them back over my hips.

We stared at each other in silence for a few seconds and finally I just said “Thanks.”

He smiled, pulled his mask back up and told me he hopes I’ll be at the gym tomorrow too. Then he left the locker room before I had time to pull my thoughts together.

So not quite an alpha/fag encounter I don’t think? I don’t know. But I’m interested to see what’s going to happen tomorrow since…I will definitely be going to the gym again.
I don’t know if this makes me gay or bi or what. I kind of figure, a hole is a hole/ a mouth is a mouth. And from what I’ve gathered from your site not all alphas (though Idk if I’m an alpha) are gay. Some are straight that just use fags. I definitely wouldn’t mind pining that guy to the floor or the wall and having my absolute way with him. I would tear that ass apart. But. I’m usually just aggressive in bed. Which of course, not all my female partners like so I don’t get to do it very often unless I hook up with a woman that likes being dominated. Which they are out there! But I still feel the need to be more careful. Whereas…I guess with another guy, it’s slightly different? Though it shouldn’t be. I don’t know.

You can hear the confusion in his words, can’t you?

Let me just broadcast it to the world:

Sir, you ARE Alpha!

This is the PROTOTYPICAL Alpha/fag encounter! You’ve been reading me for a couple of years and you don’t recognize it?

I honestly think it just takes that one skilled and brave faggot to bring out a Man’s Alphahood, and this nameless gym faggot was that faggot!

I haven’t received an update about Alpha Chris’ further adventures with this faggot (hopefully he breeds the little cutie), but there’s no stopping this train anymore. Alpha Chris has tasted the true fruits of his blessed life, and soon he will hunger for more!

Alphas and Masters love owning faggots. Why wouldn’t they? Faggots are like faithful dogs that can be fucked, ordered to cook and clean, and always gives back non-stop worship.

Alphas and Masters also love the pliability of faggots. Since faggots are possessions of Men, these superiors can make faggots do whatever they want or modify them in whatever way they choose. That might mean keeping the faggot in a doggie cage. It might mean having the faggot drink urine. Most commonly, it means putting the faggot into a chastity cage.

Those are all the fun aspects of faggot ownership. But ultimately a faggot is a valuable possession of a Man, and valuable possessions need to be cared for and protected.

That intro leads me to an extraordinary event that happened this weekend.

Chin (Master Jin’s faggot) and Alex (Master Nick’s faggot) had been talking to each other and devised a way to get a key for their chastity cages because they were getting frustrated being locked up. Eventually their plan was discovered, and both Masters were at their wit’s end trying to understand the problem.

Now, I had been in their ears for some time about how the faggots may need to be milked. My concern was more health-based; it’s better for the prostate to ejaculate. But I also felt these waves of frustration from the young faggots, that they couldn’t feel orgasms anymore.

This latest crisis finally made Masters Nick and Jin hear my words.

So Master Nick researched prostate milking. Then he took Alex into a private room, got him naked, and put him on the bed. Then Master Nick inserted his fingers into Alex’s hole, found the prostate, and then began to massage it. Within a minute or two, cum started to flow out of Alex’s clit, out of his cage, and onto the bed.

Now think about this. Master Nick is a straight Alpha Male! He’s owned faggots for nearly a year after a lifetime of never considering sex with a male! During his year of fag ownership, he has confronted every new issue with intelligence, thoughtfulness, and courage. This is what a true Apex Alpha does!

But Master Nick shrugs it off. “I own them, so it’s my job to take care of them,” he says.

After Master Nick milked Alex, Master Jin took Nick’s suggestions and milked the troublesome Chin. Within two minutes Jin had milked Chin and then cleaned him up.

Master Nick was so excited by the results of his milking of Alex that he then milked his other three faggots, Yul, Lee, and Oliver.

Again, these Masters are straight. Prostate milking was beyond anything they ever imagined they would ever do. But they faced this challenge with great maturity and practicality. I cannot praise this enough.

Afterward, I asked both of them what they thought. They said it was like fingering a pussy. The faggots said that it was the weirdest feeling they’d ever experienced. I’ll admit, it’s hard to describe. I thought it felt like involuntary peeing, but the relief was somewhere deeper than the relief of a typical Male orgasm.

But most significantly, the Masters born said that they felt closer to their faggots through the act of milking. Master Nick said he felt more powerful as he held his faggots in his large hands and cared for their needs. The event was one of GROWTH.

POSTSCRIPT

I was so amazed by the events that transpired that I began bragging to other Masters about it. And to my shock, these Masters (some gay) would say that they had no interest in milking their faggots. A couple had a reaction of “that’s gross … I’ll never do that.”

I think it’s a shame that so many Alphas and Masters want all of the benefits of faggot ownership, but none of the responsibility.

Leave it to Masters Nick and Jin – straight Alphas who are growing in their power daily. – to lead the way.

So I’m begging all owners of faggots: milk your faggots, be involved in their training, and be a worthy owner.

Special thank you to Master Nick and Master Jin for becoming the two most astounding owners of faggots that this world has ever known! May you always stand as a shining example to your Alpha brothers!

Yesterday I wrote about “The Lightbulb Moment” that forces Alphas and faggots to embrace the truth.

Here’s another one from a faggot named Rob.

Thank you Faggot Sam! I am somewhat a late bloomer. For the longest time I thought I was a bi versatile cock sucker but evolved to beta bottom. My Master Chris just earlier this year recognized my potential just through chat & invited me to meet him at a coffee shop west of town, I went. That was the start of my awakening! He ordered me to follow his vehicle back to his rural property, I followed. He instructed me to follow the path along the perimeter of his homestead The path turned into the tree line & to a clearing where I found a padded bench. Master had told me when I arrived there, I was to strip & wait for him, I stripped & waited. That day & Master Chris changed my life! I experienced things I had never experienced before, & felt complete in that moment. Since then I visit Master Chris once a week to serve so I can feel complete again. Master calls me it or mancuntrob. This mancunt is now his chattel.

Faggot Sam, your website is a much appreciated training opportunity & is helping me to a deeper understanding of myself & am almost able to call my self a cock sucking faggot mancunt. There is great freedom in being able to say that outloud.
Going to order a few of your books & have a few men in mind that I would love to get on my knees for, & will slip your book into their tool pouches. Sam wish for cock worshipping bliss for me! Thanks again!

What can I say? I’m proud to be part of the journey these ones are going though! It’s so difficult to really take it all in one rush.

Go get ‘em faggot!

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!

Welcome home, brother!

One of the hallmarks of fag ownwership by straight Alphas Nick and Jin is the strict enforcement of chastity by both of them. They firmly believe faggots should always be caged while serving Men, and faggots should never be allowed to masturbate.

They take it so seriously that they take the extraordinary step of doing the unlocking and cleaning of the faggots themselves!

So the house rules of both Masters are pretty well set. They might as well be carved in stone.

Mind you, Chin has been willingly serving Master Jin for a solid year, and Yul, Lee, and Alex have been serving Master Nick for nearly as long. So, again, there shouldn’t ever have been a question of expectations or standards.

But some faggots have rebellious hearts. They can’t just be happy with a perfect situation, so something rises up in them to threaten the entire scenario.

Such an evil force rose up in Alex, one of Master Nick’s best faggots. A couple of weeks ago Alex got it into his head to buy a different chastity cage in order to secretly unlock his current cage behind Master Nick’s back.

Alex ordered the cage, and when it arrived, he tried the key – A perfect fit!

According to Alex, he did not remove his cage. But the revelation was so exciting that he called and told Chin about the new cage unlocking their old cages.

What a disastrous idea. Chin has a long history of rebelling against his cage. You might remember the last infamous time (CLICK HERE) when Master Jin (a medical professional) threatened to castrate Chin. That idea so horrified Chin at the time that we all thought he’d never complain about his cage again.

But here was Alex offering a way to escape his cage, and Chin fell for it immediately. He secretly ordered another cage, and when it arrived, the key worked in his old cage!

Let me stop here and go over the problems they’ve already accumulated:

1. Both of them went behind the backs of their Masters, great Men who try to extend trust toward them.

2. They both know how strict their Masters are with chastity, how fundamentally important it is to their ownership. However, by these actions, they disrespected this pact between them and their Masters.

3. They then tried to hide evidence of what they had done, even though they know how thoroughly both Masters monitor their faggots.

Then I found out about what they’d done.

I think the two faggots thought I would keep their secret (Chin specifically begged to to hide it for them), but I am a loyal faggot. I love both Masters very much, and I wasn’t going to disrespect them in order to conceal this for two dumb faggots.

So began an all-night battle, with me chewing out Chin and refusing his entreaties to just forget about it all. I demanded that both faggots confess what they’d done, and I wasn’t changing my mind about it.

So this morning, Alex approached Master Nick and confessed. Master Nick was justifiably angry, and told him he was disappointed in him. Later, Master Nick spanked Alex just for emphasis.

But Master Jin was REALLY upset with Chin. He unlocked Chin’s cage and removed it and said, “Leave.” Chin collapsed, crying uncontrollably and begging for his cage back.

Then Master Jin told Chin to play with his clit. Chin swore he wouldn’t touch it. So after ten minutes of begging, Master Jin locked the chastity cage back onto Chin’s clit.

So what can be learned from this?

Chin and Alex are excellent faggots, but like anyone, they can fall victim to wrong thinking and lose focus. Temptation is a difficult thing to resist.

But every faggot must approach service with a serious and respectful mind. This is especially true when you are serving Men like Masters Nick and Jin. Something so perfect can be destroyed forever if it is not valued and cherished.

I thought Masters Nick and Jin handled this surprising betrayal with nice calm. This has the net effect of shaming the two faggots even more.

Especially troubling to me is Chin. Even the threat of castration didn’t curb his chastity issues for long. I thought Master Jin’s threat of dismissal was a nice dramatic touch that instantly stabbed Chin in the heart.

But what else can be done with a rebellious faggot who simply refuses to follow direction?

I don’t know. But I do know that these faggots are under the sure hands of two of the greatest straight Alpha owners alive today! They will either learn obedience, or they will experience something significantly more painful!

M

There is an older faggot I’ve been chatting with lately I will call Delco. He’s been in a 17-year-long monogamous relationship with a Man with a very button-down, slightly uptight demeanor.

Here’s the problem, though: Delco is a faggot. It’s the true calling of his life. And until I met him, he was willing to ignore these urges in favor of keeping his relationship.

But recently he decided he needed to at least try.

So he began chatting with a straight Alpha online …

I served my first straight alpha today! Thanks for your guidance. I relinquished control and it happened.

I gave him the link to your book. He must have really understood. He had me meet him at a parking lot. I followed him into his house. He ordered me to a room and get on my knees. I had to face the wall while he got straight porn ready and his cock hard.

He then blindfolded me and ordered me to suck is cock. He turned me into his personal cocksucker. He called me a dumb bitch and a faggot a few times.

He then gave me a wet wipe and ordered me to clean his asshole so I can rim it.

He was going to cum on my face. But he shot a load in my mouth and told me that I did not have a choice. He kicked me out when I was complete. It felt awesome to be used.

Amazing!

I’ve never promised 100% results from the use of my new book, but if you employ it boldly and creatively, there could be NO END to your success!

Thank you to my brother Delco for sharing this!!

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 2^ndload 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!

You can have that too if you put forth effort!

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!

Straight Master Seb is one of the most stunning examples of pure Alphahood. It’s amazing to me how a Man of such a young age can be blessed with such confidence and panther-like aggression. He’s been one of the most amazing finds on this blog.

He’s enjoying his faggot these days so much that he recently floated a radical new idea.

I should teach my father using faggots. I think it’s a good idea and that he will enjoy them, but I haven’t thought through yet, how to bring it on.

I, of course, encouraged this idea. Alphas mentoring Alphas is one of my favorite subjects, but it almost always involves an older Alpha mentoring a young Alpha. I’ve never encountered an Alpha SON teaching his Alpha FATHER about the use of faggots! Pretty exciting!

Master Seb wasted no time. The next day I received this message:

I left your website open on the iPad! I’m curious how Dad will react when he sees it! That’s so exciting!

Yes indeed!

Then a later follow-up:

So my father’s first question was if I was into boys 😂😂😂 because that wasn’t a bad thing and I could tell him. I told him to read through your posts and that it was about using faggots and my dad read through your website last night and he’s absolutely stunned! The faggot will be here soon and my father will try it 😉 this is so awesome!

I was vibrating with excitement. I couldn’t wait to hear back. Thankfully, Master Seb mercifully wrote back right away:

My dad used my faggot! It was a little awkward first, to see my own father getting his cock out (it’s really BIG) and destroy the faggot’s pussy, but it was such a turn on, and my father admits that it also turned him on, knowing I was watching! When he had shot his load up the faggot’s ass, it was my turn and I found it so hot that my father had lubed the faggots ass for me!

Mum is away for the weekend, the faggot is staying with us. You can imagine what his pussy looks like.

Dad says a faggot’s pussy feels much better than a woman’s pussy and I agree! And the faggot is so willing to please!

Such an amazing first time! I am so proud of Master Seb and his Alpha Father!

Then there was this nice coda:

My father says he’s proud of having a son like me. He told me now that he cheated many times on my mum, but with women, because he can’t keep his cock in his pants. He says as long as she doesn’t know she doesn’t mind.

He’s surprised that you don’t have to beg a fag to fuck it, just tell it to get its ass up. So much easier than women. Lol

I guess we’re going to have a great time fucking faggots together!

❤️

I have interviewed his Father (Master Jean) recently. Amazing interview, and more shocking details are revealed in it! Coming very soon!

This is the extraordinary story of 17-year-old straight Alpha Kyle, son of a 51-year-old married Alpha named Sir Rob who is grooming his Alpha son to own and use faggots. CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!

The revelation of 17-year- old Apex Alpha Master Kyle has been one of the most startling finds on this giant blog. Once he understood his true role in the Hierarchy, he embraced it with unparalleled gusto and enthusiasm.

Since accepting it, he has amassed multiple faggots and a veritable harem of females eager to be fucked by this incomparable young stud.

Tonight he related an incredibly hot recent experience that I had to share.

Here’s Master Kyle:

Haha I had the craziest foursome with a faggot and two girls recently.

So I was working at the bar as a bouncer when those two girls and that fag came to come inside but started to flirt heavily with me. One of the girls was Asian, with the craziest ass I’ve seen, the other was a brunette with a very nice pair of tits and the guy was obviously a fag, dressed in a crop top, pink earrings, makeup. A great twink with a very tight bubble butt.

They gave me their number and went inside and ran back into me as I finished my shift. They got all flirty with me again, paid me a bottle of rhum and asked me to come back to their appartment with them. I obviously said yes.

We got through the door and the Asian girl started making out with me, the brunette undressing me and the fag getting on his knees, rubbing my bulge. He took my cock out and after a few compliments on it haha started to suck my cock. The other two girls undressed quickly and got to making out with me while I sometimes wasted time on their tots, teasing and biting those nipples. We eventually made our way to the living room where I sat on the couch, a girl jumping on my cock, the other one feeding me her pussy while the fag sucked on my balls.

We fucked all over their apartment until 4 in the morning, when I left. I had came 9 times total. 2 in the asian, 3 in the fag and 3 in the brunette, plus when they blew me together.

We talked about the extraordinary change in some females. They actually get turned on watching an Alpha breed an inferior male. Something about the power they feel emanating from the Alpha.

Master Kyle was so turned on relating the experience to me that he had to call one of his faggots to breed a few times! God, I love Alpha virility!

This is part of a continuing series documenting the rise of Straight Alpha Nick, a college athlete and friend to Alpha Jin who has discovered faggot worship and now owns four live-in faggots. You can read all posts in this series in chronological order by CLICKING HERE!

More than a week ago Master Nick decided that little Oliver was ready to be cunted. From my conversations with Ollie, it was clear he was practically climbing the walls for the chance to be cunted like his brothers.

So when Master Nick returned from the gym two Saturdays ago, he took Yul and Oliver into the bedroom. The faggots were ready and dressed in their panties (they know how it affects Master Nick). Master Nick put Ollie on his back and began to fuck him hard.

Then, about fifteen minutes in, Ollie began to experience his cunting. “I felt a feeling inside me off unbelievable wonder … I have never felt anything like it before,” said Oliver.

Master Nick was shocked at how quickly it happened; it took him completely by surprise. Master Nick said Oliver passed out for a couple of seconds (Oliver doesn’t remember it clearly). Once it happened, Master Nick was so excited that he unloaded in Oliver and sealed the cunting.

And then Ollie did something very special: he said “Thank you, Master.”

When discussing this moment, Master Nick remarked that Oliver has thanked him for every single load, and that such reverence and gratitude made him feel “good.”

Since his cunting, Oliver says his pussy hasn’t been the same. He’s craving dick like never before. Most tellingly, Oliver is experiencing what I once called “The Void,” an empty feeling inside of a newly-cunted boy pussy now hollowed-out for cock. (CLICK HERE for that article).

So now all four faggots currently living with Master Nick have been cunted by his mammoth horse cock. And that makes five faggots cunted by him in total over the year since he first discovered fag pussy!

That’s incredible progress for a straight Alpha Male like him!

Master Nick has his four faggots and his girlfriend to fuck constantly, so I imagine he will be quite satisfied for a while. But I can’t help but wonder how long it will be until he gets the itch to deflower and cunt his next faggot. He’s one of the greatest fag fuckers who ever lived … it would be a shame if he didn’t spread his seed even more!

This is part of a continuing series documenting the rise of Straight Alpha Nick, a college athlete and friend to Alpha Jin who has discovered faggot worship and now owns four live-in faggots. You can read all posts in this series in chronological order by CLICKING HERE!

Whenever Master Nick cleans the clits of his four live-in faggots, he has them each stand in the bathroom with their hands behind their backs. He unlocks them, washes their genitals, and then carefully re-locks the cage around their useless fag nubs.

He takes this precaution because he wants to ensure that his faggots remain chaste and temptation free as they serve him. Any amount of stimulation is cruel for a faggot living with enforced chastity.

Master Nick is very meticulous about how he handles and cares for his faggots because it cements the bond between an Owner and his property. Even with chastity there are depths and layers of meaning in the Alpha/fag dynamic, and Master Nick treats that pact with great care and respect.

But even a god can slip up once in a while.

This morning Master Nick forgot to lock away the key to the lock on Alex’s chastity cage after he cleaned Alex. After Master Nick left for the gym Alex noticed the key still sitting on the bathroom sink.

Alex contacted me and told me about it. I immediately implored him to not touch it and not unlock himself. Then I contacted Master Nick and informed him of his error.

“Should I go back home?” asked Master Nick urgently.

“No, Master … the faggot is obeying,” I replied.

And sure enough, little Alex resisted temptation! He admitted to me that it was very hard to resist – “I haven’t touched it in so long…” – but ultimately Alex sacrificed a moment of self-pleasure for a lifetime of respect from his Master.

And really, isn’t that the whole reason why we serve great Men? We sacrifice ourselves – our bodies, our time, our energy, our thoughts, our lives – to worship them completely. We surrender it all for their glory.

Alex proved that in a most beautiful way this morning.

But not only did Alex elevate his own service by that sacrifice, but he also demonstrated the power true Alphas exert over their faggots. Master Nick doesn’t need to be present to effect the lives and thoughts of his faggots; they obey regardless.

That is the kind of power and control borne out of RESPECT, not FEAR.

There is nothing in the world like the dynamic between a true Apex Alpha like Master Nick and an obedient, loyal faggot like Alex. It is an unspeakable bond that touches the most intrinsic aspects of Alpha masculinity. Concepts like ownership, loyalty, respect, obedience … these are all fundamentally important to real Men.

This is ultimately why they own us, and why we serve.

And when we obey and resist temptation, we make the hearts of our owners sing!

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!

To me, there is nothing more powerful than young Alphahood. I love seeing a young Alpha discover his power when his sexual energy and unbridled greed are at their highest levels. At that point anything is possible for him, and his entire life stretches before him like an overflowing banquet table of treats, treasure, and glory.

I’ve been blessed to cover multiple young Alphas and even coach them from time to time. My proudest (and most memorable) young Alpha is Master Kyle, the Apex Alpha son of Sir Rob. I’m not sure how any Alpha can match that 17-year-old’s explosive discovery of his own Godhood.

But then I met a 17-year-old Alpha named Master Seb a month or so ago. This was his first-ever message to me:

Hey. Through your blog I learned that I’m Alpha. I fucked my first faggot yesterday and it felt great!

LOVE IT! So I asked for more details.

I’m 17 and I always knew I’m special. I’m popular with the girls but always felt like I also want to fuck guys. I thought I’m bi, but when I discovered your blog I realized I’m not into guys. I just want to fuck them. Because I’m a man and I can. I’ve been fucking girls since the age of 14.

Oliver (the faggot) has been my friend for a long time. He’s always been doing things for me, he’s even been giving me his cool clothes and shoes because he says they’d suit me much better than him and that’s true. Last night he was at my place, my parents weren’t home, and we were watching porn. Of course I got hard and I put my pants off and I found him staring at my cock, open mouthed, and I told him to get his pants down we could jerk off together. He did, but when he took them off I realized he wasn’t fully hard, just getting there. It had never occurred to me that he’s gay and in that moment I realized that he is and that he was getting hard because he saw my cock!

I then told him (thanks to your blog I knew what to do) to get on his knees and suck me. And he obeyed! He sucked my cock and when his hand was trying to touch his useless little clit I slapped him and told him he wasn’t allowed to touch his pathetic clit while serving me. And he obeyed again! It was so easy!

Then I told him to turn around because I wanted to fuck his pussy. He asked if I had lube because he had never been fucked before and I got him lube and then I fucked his tight pussy! It felt so incredible! Much better than a girl! I hope he’ll stay that tight! After that we both were exhausted and we just laid there. Then I remembered that a faggot should clean his Master’s cock after being used and I told him so.

Magnificent first time!

Master Seb told me this the day after, and while he was waiting for his new faggot to come back for more.

I’m hard right now thinking about it. I can’t wait for him to get here. I will rape his ass and then the piss thing and then I will fuck him again.

This time I got involved. I suggested this: “When it arrives, greet it at the door with barefeet. Tell it to kneel and kiss your feet.”

So the faggot came over to visit Master Seb again:

I fucked him all night and did all the things I wanted to do with him! I showed him your website and told him to read and learn!

The fag came and I told him to strip. Right at the door. I was still dressed, but barefoot, as you had recommended. When he was naked I told him to go on his knees and kiss my feet, then my cock. He got on his knees and then, and I hadn’t expected that, he kissed my feet so passionately! I think he worshipped my feet at least 20 minutes!

I was getting impatient, because I wanted to fuck and piss on him. I told him to get on my cock now and he opened my pants and got my cock out and kissed it as passionately I was rock hard and I couldn’t wait any longer. I told him to go on all fours and then I fucked him hard. I’m not sure what fires me most. The feeling his pussy gives to my cock or the knowledge of the power I have over him. I enjoyed pissing on him so much, but he couldn’t drink my piss. He couldn’t get himself to do that, though he tried.

What a phenomenal first time!

I asked Master Seb if he felt like a King:

Oh yes! I feel great!

This is the fulfillment of Alphahood! A young Man taking his throne and owning others as servants of his will!

There will be no turning back now! Master Seb has tasted the worship of faggots, and loved it! Even better, he realized a truth that beta straight males fail to understand: using a faggot doesn’t make a Man gay!

It’s not about homosexuality. It’s about a young Alpha taking his place in the heavens, a god to be worshiped and celebrated for all time!

I’m so proud to know this young King at the start of his journey to immortality! The future is bright and limitless for him, and I will watch it all while kneeling gratefully at his feet!

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.

This thread follows the story of Master Antonio, a 52-year-old Alpha who has enslaved a 23-year-old faggot he met in a park. CLICK HERE for all of the posts in this thread in chronological order!

Homelessness among gay youths is shockingly high. Estimates suggest that 40% of all homeless youths are LGBTQ kids. Many of them are turned out onto the streets by “loving Christian” parents. Some are addicted to drugs.

For a young faggot, things can be even more troubling. Not only do they deal with the same homophobia of other gay kids, but they also fall victim to the whims of callous Masters who toss them on the street like well-used and stiffened cum rags.

So it was for a 23-year-old faggot named Luca (I’m changing his name for this story). He recently found himself alone on the streets after his Master dismissed him one night. Luca took to sleeping in a park and begging for donations.

Then one day Master Antonio, a 52-year-old Alpha, discovered Luca hiding in the park. I received this message:

Sam, I own one little boy. (23).  I’m having a hard time getting him to service older straight guys.  Older I mean over 60.  I’ve punished him, slapped him and even spanked him.  Help me Sam.

After asking some questions, Master Antonio followed it up with these details:

I want him to service anyone I say.  He is resisted to older guys.  Not sure why….but I don’t care.  I met him I’m a park. His older master threw him out…I took him in.  Treated him well, gave him food, clothes and a place to stay…now he owes me.  He agrees.   I’m using him daily and I brought in two younger guys that also used him.  He likes it….now he MUST obey. 

I am always leery about situations like this. The Svengali-like control of an older Alpha over a younger, vulnerable faggot using things like money, food, or shelter as pressure points doesn’t usually end very well.

Then today I received this message from Master Antonio:

Yes he lives with me and services me or my friends daily.  I want him to have fresh sperm in him daily…..mine or others, I don’t care. My other friends are in their 40’s.   I’m planning on expanding the number of guys who use him.  I have two more who are willing. These are black friends who are rough, verbal and nasty. It should be fun.  So what is your advice to get him to do older guys….like 70-80?

My advice? I simply told Master Antonio that the faggot has no choice but to obey, or he can leave. So right now, it should be as simple as commanding the faggot to service these Men.

But really, can ownership of a faggot by these means really lead to long-lasting service? An Alpha who truly owns a faggot owns the faggot’s mind and heart as well as its body. The use of leverage is never a way to truly rule the life of a faggot. It will almost always grow to resent the Alpha and rebel.

But I get the feeling that Master Antonio doesn’t care one way or another.

But for now, this is the situation. I’ll keep watching it and hope for the best!

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.

This is a concurrent thread highlighting Sir Rob, the 51-year-old Apex Alpha Father of 17-year-old Alpha Kyle. CLICK HERE to read all of the posts about this extraordinary Alpha in chronological order!

One of the great treasures of this blog for me is the opportunity to meet and come to intimately know some of the greatest Men alive today. These Men – I call them Apex Alphas – are more than just dominant Men seeking pleasure from lesser beings. They are leaders in the most complete sense, Men who take a personal responsibility to honor and support the legacy of Alphahood itself.

To that end, they often will take it upon themselves to teach other Alphas about their Alphahood, unlocking the true power within them.

Sir Rob has already proven to be one such Apex Alpha. As readers on this blog know, Sir Rob is the married Alpha father of Master Kyle, and he’s the one who taught his son about the wonders of fag ownership.

Now Sir Rob has unlocked this great secret of Alphahood for an longtime Alpha friend of his named Tom!

Here’s Sir Rob with the story:

So a few weeks ago I decided to take a week off to go fishing with one of my best friends. He’s a high profile attorney, his name is Tom. He’s an Alpha as well but never fucked a fag. We’ve known each other since high school.

We rented a nice shack next to the lake and after fishing all day decided to hit the bar in town that is a few miles away. We both drank way too much beer and flirted the night away. We came back to the shack with a beautiful young woman each, and we both fucked all night long, trying to one up each other as we could hear everything through the paper thin walls (our rooms were next to each other). The next day, we did the same thing. Fishing, bar, sex with beautiful women.

Until the next day. We went to the bar and a really cute little faggot approached me right away. I flirted with him, in front of Tom, who was completely dumbfounded and eventually I left to the bathroom where the twink sucked my cock since he kept teasing me and rubbing my bulge. Tom didn’t flirt at all, too distracted by the fag and I.

We went home with the fag and just as we got home, I ordered the faggot to serve me in front of Tom. He sat down on the couch, watching the faggot suck my dick then watched me fuck him raw. In the middle of fucking, he unbuckled his jeans and ordered the fag to suck his dick. The faggot obeyed immediately and started sucking his cock.

I eventually came and then offered him his ass. He smiled and went straight to his pussy. He went to town and fucked his hole like crazy. We ended up both fucking the fag all night, giving him loads and loads of cum. The three last days we were there, we alternated fucking women and fags.

Tom told me it was one of the best weeks of his entire life.

You can just imagine how joyfully exhausted that faggot was after being used by two powerful Alphas all night in a cabin in the woods!

But more importantly, we see an Apex Alpha create a safe space for his Alpha brother to experience true power. It’s like going to a club and then having an insider escort you to the exclusive V.I.P. area where all of the REAL goodies are kept.

That is what Sir Rob unlocked for Master Tom that weekend – TRUE POWER.

And if you’re curious, Master Tom loved his first taste of faggot worship so much that he immediately went out and found his first faggot! He’s now a FAG OWNER! That story will come in a follow-up post.

Alphahood is real. It is a true brotherhood of superior Men who elevate each other in line with that ancient proverb: “By iron, iron is sharpened.”

And Apex Alphas like Sir Rob continue to lead other Alphas and teach them to ascend.

I am a faggot grateful to witness and sing their praises to the stars.

Note: the title of this story is a tribute to my beloved @natural-hung-bull on tumblr, another great married Apex Alpha and wise sage of faggot ownership.

This thread follows the story of Tau, a young Asian faggot who specializes in serving straight Alphas. CLICK HERE to read all of his stories!

Personally, I’ve been fascinated by my brother Tau’s seduction of straight Alpha Carlos. What began as an experimental blowjob has turned into daily breedings of Tau’s talented throat and ass.

Of course, it didn’t all happen by accident. Tau has been very cleverly using things like massage to coax the beast out of Carlos. It’s been very, very effective.

And now Tau is using another common Male fantasy – threesomes – to his advantage. Witness:

I’ve mentioned my best friend, Kevin, before.  He’s the one who took me to the hotel in San Diego to fuck around with the two Chilean sailors.

I wanted to surprise Carlos.  Him showing up after work is just an inevitability now.

It’s not a total surprise.  Carlos saw a picture of us on my fridge and asked about him.  I just picked up on the cue.  Maybe it’s faggot telepathy.  I knew he was instantly imagining having both of us at once but wasn’t saying it out loud.

It’s the first time I’ve ever seen Carlos look excited, like it was his birthday.  This wasn’t my first two-man blow job with Kevin.  I’d say at this point we have a good choreographed rhythm to it.  Carlos just laid back with his hands behind his head on my bed with his eyes shut.  He had a look of disbelief about it.  

But I knew that facial affect would change.  It was playful until he got into a rut mode.  I think Kevin got the worst (?) of it.  I was left sucking his balls, massaging his perineum.  But to my surprise he wanted to see a facial.  Actually that shouldn’t be a surprise because if he could coat two fags then I imagine that would fire his ego.

And he didn’t disappoint.  Kevin and I licked it off one another, kissed one another with his cum, and made sure none was wasted.  Carlos returned to normal panting on my bed with his eyes shut while we both stroked his hairy chest and tended to him.  

He never got fully soft.  Carlos has the shortest refractory period of any man I’ve known, if he even has one at all.  We got him hard as a rock again and went for another round.  I can’t say that his cum was as volcanic but it gave him the nice image of two competing tongues trying to compete for who get savor the most of it sliding down his cock.  He wasn’t as aggressive the second time around and would stroke our heads and give us more direction.  He wasn’t laying back with his eyes closed as much and would make eye contact looking down at us.

Even though I’m the provider of the pleasure, I cannot imagine being a man who can reasonably expect for something like this to happen daily in his life. I wish I could have real telepathy and know how Carlos thinks about and processes that fact of his life.

I haven’t done this many times in my life – I’m too greedy of a cocksucker to share – but it does require the coordination and cooperation of the faggots in order for the experience to be maximally pleasing to the Alpha (always my highest priority). The last thing a Man wants is to have two faggots fighting over his dick rather than working together for his pleasure. Fortunately, Tau and Kevin have good chemistry.

And Tau describes the one thing I remember most about the times I’ve sucked an Alpha with another faggot: that look of self-satisfaction that comes from being worshiped by two slaves. It’s powerful, and as a faggot the confidence exuded by the Alpha is intoxicating.

Indeed, Tau’s letter to me carried the heading “Like A King,” and that’s appropriate. When a Man (particularly a straight Alpha) has two faggots expertly servicing him obediently, he does indeed feel like a King.

Ultimately, that should be the goal of every faggot. Our service should strive to give the Alpha the maximum amount of worship so that he has an experience unlike anything he could get anywhere else.

This yearning to provide that for straight Alphas like Carlos is the reason why straight Men come back to us again and again, and will continue to do so until the end of time.

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

My dear brother Michael had been uncharacteristically quiet in recent weeks, and I secretly began to worry that perhaps the live-in situation with 18-year-old straight Alpha Eric had fallen through.

Boy, was I wrong!

Rather than cooling off, the situation with Alpha Eric has only intensified! I’m just going to leap into the latest update Michael sent to me:

My teen Alpha-god Eric has pretty much dominated my life, and i couldn’t be happier or more fulfilled.  He came to town after high school graduation because He was going to go to college here, and He had an internship for the summer.  But all classes at His college are going to be remote — at least for the first semester — and so He will not be living in the dorms.  So of course, He will continue living in my (for all practical purposes, His) apartment.  i am thrilled. 

So, first thing i did was to “remodel” the apartment so that He would have all the comforts of dorm life: a top of the line computer, a game console, the usual dormitory comforts.  But best of all, while there will be no intercollegiate sports this year, Eric’s coaches insist that the athletes work out together every day so that they can maintain game-ready fitness.  And so after His day interning, Eric reports to the college gym to work out with His teammates, under the supervision of the coaches and the trainers.  This is an incredible bonus for me, His faggot.  Most often, He arrives home pumped up (both physically and psychologically) from His workout, and in need of a relaxing blow job.

But after a few weeks Eric started bringing His teammates back home with Him after workout so that i could give them blow jobs as well.  Not the whole team, and not every day, and not necessarily the same men every time. But over the course of several weeks, i have gotten to “know” all of His teammates.  A true Alpha is generous with His toys.  Eric understands this instinctively.  And so, it is not unusual that there are two or three jocks hanging around the apartment in need of my service, and i have become, in a way, the team mascot.

One of Eric’s teammates (another Alpha Male but nowhere near the god that Eric is) understands that a Man is not gay just because He fucks a faggot.  After He had been to Eric’s apartment after workout a couple of times and had received a couple of blow jobs He asked Eric if it was okay if He fucked His faggot.  Eric had never considered such a thing. 

“Dude, the faggot has two holes, both available for a man’s use.  Don’t tell me you’ve never fucked your bitch!” said Eric’s friend. And so Eric granted permission for the guy to fuck my ass. 

The other guy fucked me that very night.  He took me into the bedroom and gave me an awesome fuck.  It had been a while since i had been fucked up my ass, and it felt good, to be honest.  (No ass action is the price faggots pay for serving straight Alphas; but as you and i know, sacrifice in all its forms is the lot of a faggot’s life).  Eric stayed in the other room while His buddy reamed my ass.  As i mentioned, Eric has inquired about fucking my ass but has not yet done so.

But I am hopeful.  Eric has assumed the consummate Alpha aura of privilege.  He has manifested His understanding that He is entitled to expect that i will do whatever He wants — when He wants.  He expects that i will take care of His morning erections as a matter of course.  He has no hesitation to call upon me to perform some service (sexual or otherwise) at any time, including calling me at work and demanding that i come home because He is in need of a blow job.  i, of course, comply, since this is my purpose in life.  It doesn’t necessarily have to be a blow job.  He notes that His nails need trimming, or that His hair needs a trim.  But now that He is aware that not just my throat, but my ass also is available for His use, i am hopeful that one day (soon, hopefully) He will call upon me to present my ass cunt to Him, and that thereafter, working His magnificent cock with the muscles of my ass will be a steady part of my life.

i am in faggot heaven.

Michael must live in some sort of alternate universe filled with aggressive Apex Alphas. Living near a bustling college campus has never been a bad gig for a faggot, but whatever they’re putting in the water of Michael’s hometown needs to be bottled up and distributed around the world!

You must keep in mind that Alpha Eric had never tried a faggot until he moved into Michael’s apartment, and he quickly went from zero experience to whoring out his faggot with all of his Alpha buddies. That is the kind of confidence only an Apex Alpha could muster!

As for Michael, well … he is indeed living a faggot’s hottest, most ejaculatory dream. And it’s all because Michael had the courage to approach that original Alpha in his apartment complex several months ago.

If you don’t have Michael’s bravery – few do – then using something like my new tool May I Serve You Sir? could be the help you need.

Regardless, Michael is living proof that Alphas – regardless of sexual orientation – will use faggots who submit and offer service. It just requires that faggot to offer itself.

The opportunities exist, and they’re endless. Stop dreaming about it, and make it happen!

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!

In Episode #61 of the Hierarchy Podcast I discussed Master Jin cunting his faggot Chin so powerfully that it fundamentally changed both of them.

Of course, this is not the first time that Master Jin has cunted Chin, nor is he the only Alpha who has cunted Chin. But the cunting Saturday night between Master Jin and Chin will have a ripple effect on both of them for the rest of their lives.

Master Jin spent a frustrating Saturday trying to get some pussy from his girlfriend, but she wasn’t putting out. For an ordinary straight Alpha, a day like that would probably end up in anger. But Master Jin always has an outlet for his sexual needs – his faggot Chin.

So imagine Master Jin’s relief when he walked in the door to find Chin kneeling there, waiting to hiss his feet. Imagine the power welling up inside him as his hungry, adoring faggot undid his pants and expertly sucked his dick dry.

Suddenly Master Jin forgot about the irritating girlfriend and all of his tension. All that mattered was the faggot at his feet eagerly worshiping him. His faggot. His property. His slave.

So Master Jin, flush with rejuvenated energy, grabbed Chin and took him into the bedroom. And there Master Jin fucked Chin very hard for two hours in practically every position imaginable. Master Jin pumped three loads into Chin’s pussy during this monumental fuck, never losing momentum in the slightest.

At the end, Master Jin had Chin on his back with his legs thrown over his shoulder. He pounded Chin as hard as he’s ever fucked before. And that’s when he cunted Chin, causing the faggot to black out and spasm violently.

When it was over, Chin was devastated physically and emotionally. All of the resistance Chin had been carrying around inside of him had finally been fucked out. He had nothing left inside him except a bright light of reverential awe for the god who just healed him.

But for Master Jin, there was a newfound understanding of exactly what gifts he has and the power he truly wields. Chin’s transformation was so total and complete that Master Jin could barely describe what he’d witnessed. Chin was already a great faggot, but this cunting made Chin into something greater. And that, in turn, made Master Jin greater as well.

It’s a peculiar thing. A straight Alpha can fuck a thousand women and make each one of them cum, but when he cunts a faggot there is something deeper and more primal triggered in his soul. What is it?

The cunting of a faggot involves more than simply a physical orgasm. It also represents a fundamental change in a faggot caused by the rut of a Man. It is the moment a faggot is altered forever, and it happens through the power of the Man who owns it. I think it is that exercise of sheer power that elevates the Alpha in a way that sex with a female cannot.

Master Jin said something along those lines yesterday, a few days after the fact.

It feels so good to have my faggot properly cunted. I have to say it is fantastic. I think Chin is working a lot harder to please me. I feel so powerful to own Chin. It is good to see the changes we can make happen.

As for Chin, he’s never been more complete.

I feel like service to (Master Jin) is the most important thing in my life. I literally melt inside when I look at him. He is my god.

A cunting like this is the culmination of the Alpha/fag dynamic. It is when both the Alpha and the faggot become the most complete versions of themselves.

This thread follows the story of Tau, a young Asian faggot who specializes in serving straight Alphas. CLICK HERE to read all of his stories!

When Tau told me the true story about Carlos aggressively fucking his pussy, my first thought was, “Uh oh, Carlos is going to make a power play and take Tau away from Alpha Tico.”

Well, it sounds like that is exactly what’s happening!

Listen to the way Carlos has begun using Tau:

A few days ago my door buzzed at 5:05 p.m.  I thought it was a delivery.  It was Carlos. “Hey, it’s Carlos.”  That was it.  I buzzed him in and he came right in and just started.  He turned me around against the wall, slid my shorts down, grabbed my ass, kissed the nape of my neck. . .

Keep in mind that was not an expected visit.

Neither were the others.  They’re all right when he gets off from work at the new construction site.

I knew guys like this existed, and I’ve been with a few, and I don’t think it stems from a misunderstanding of my intentions or because my Tico communicated something to him that made him think that I was just available like this. 

I’m glad he likes kissing.  That’s one thing I generally like about Black and Latino alpha guys. His facial hair makes any contact with his face and my skin feel amazing. And he will hold my neck when he kisses me too.  Again, if I had an actual pussy, I could have watered my plants. The guttural, grunting voice right over my ear helps.

I can’t sum up these (so far) daily encounters easily.  They haven’t been the same.  He’s fucked me on (and over) my dinette table one day.  I sucked him another day and he never got completely soft afterward.  With a little coaxing he was hard again and then filled my other hole too.  It took him longer on that second round, but it was so worth it. 

He’s funny or playful afterward. Slaps my ass, play slaps my face a little, and smiles and he’s out the door. But when he walks in his hard cock is not even concealed in his work pants. You can tell when guys like him are getting to fuck something regularly. But it’s true for me too. My friend at work can tell. I’m less bitchy, more compliant, not as tense or hurried.

The possessiveness is obvious, isn’t it? The sense of entitlement that Carlos now feels when using Tau?

It’s pretty startling, honestly. Alpha Tico has claimed Tau as his personal faggot, and graciously loaned his faggot to his friend for use. Now Alpha Carlos is taking what he wants at will.

As for Tau, his change in attitude has occurred due to Alpha Carlos’ more aggressive, dominant style of fucking. Make no mistake – a Man’s fuck is almost as unique as a signature or a fingerprint, only more powerful. A Man’s fuck can change body chemistry, destroy resistance, and hypnotize the weak.

Alpha Carlos seems to understand what a faggot like Tau needs in a way Alpha Tico does not. Healthy or not, faggots respond best to harsh and careless treatment from Alphas. Faggots aren’t generally into lovemaking. They prefer to be fucked like an animal.

And that is exactly what Alpha Carlos is giving to Tau. Alpha Tico needs to step up his game, I think!

This thread follows the life and adventures of a 29-year-old Apex Alpha from Wales named Dragon Alpha. CLICK HERE to read all relevant posts in chronological order!

One of the more intriguing Alphas I’ve run across recently is Dragon Alpha. In the introductory post about him, I discussed his efforts to teach a straight Alpha brother about the wonders of using faggots.

I love when Alphas perform this type of mentorship, expertly guiding other Alphas to reach their fullest potential. They’re like trainers in a gym always pushing for that last rep and helping them become the best Alpha machine possible.

It is a vital aspect of Hierarchical maintenance.

Dragon Alpha discovered these truths early in his life, as he mentioned to me in one of our conversations:

Very much like the legendary California Alpha, Dragon Alpha spent multiple years impregnating women just as he desired, although his government had a limit of five children he could sire.

It’s so humbling to know that these great and powerful Men exist in our world, isn’t it? That they collaborate with each other, teach each other, while also giving us a place to serve at their feet!

Dragon Alpha is the kind of Man we need more of in the world. Regardless of what you are, you are always welcomed and safe in his shadow!

This thread follows the story of Tau, a young Asian faggot who specializes in serving straight Alphas. CLICK HERE to read all of his stories!

When I first began covering the experiences of Tau the faggot and the Latino Alpha maintenance Man Tico who works with him, I thought Tico may have bitten off more than he could chew with that situation. It’s always dangerous to mix business and pleasure. Also, Once Tico began to introduce Tau to his friends for use, I thought there was a real chance for trouble.

But it turns out that Tico and his Alpha friends should be worried about Tau!

It seems that Tau had set his sights on Carlos, the straight Alpha who violently fucked his throat recently. The encounter left Tau with a permanent WIDE-ON and a desire to feel that same passion rammed into his pussy.

So Tau pulled out his bag of tricks. Read on:

I simply found myself unable to stop thinking about Carlos.  While the whole last encounter shook me a little, there was something about him I loved.  A lot of girls will say that they don’t find guys like him attractive when they really want a guy like that to just fuck them silly.  I’m at least honest about it.  The problem, as I noted, was that my Tico had been the only one to have my ass.  Now I’m the one losing control.

I sucked my Tico’s dick at work again.  I’m sparing the description because it’s a blow job and it’s not the first time I’ve given him one, of course. This was just my way of getting to Carlos.  I asked him if Carlos wanted me to suck him off again.  He said Carlos would be up for it and that he works at a construction development not far from my apartment anyway, so he could come by.

I honestly didn’t think it was going to be this easy.

Carlos was right on schedule.  Dirty, sweaty, and hot as ever.  I answered the door in a tank top and jockstrap.  As I mentioned, I was the one drunkenly spinning out of control.  If I had a pussy the smell of him coming inside would have made me soak the door mat.  I took off his reflective vest and invited him in to the bedroom. 

I didn’t want him to gag-fuck my face again, so I helped slide his tired body out of his shirt and jeans.  Burly, but proportional, dark brown skin, facial hair nice black body hair. . . my heart was pounding.  I like all types but something about him sets me off.  I had him lay down on the bed, rubbed my hands along his body and through the hair, and began slowly getting him harder.  I took off my tank top.  After a few minutes of sucking him good, I straddled his hips and rubbed his dick along my ass crack, caressed his body, and tried to put any idea in his head that my ass was totally his for the taking. 

I sucked him some more.  I thought he would have taken the bait.  It’s not like he’s sexually reserved.  I straddled again, took his hands in mine and caressed down to my ass.  I pointed his dick up and rocked my ass against it.  I finally just leaned over and said, “do you want my ass?”

He slammed me on my back and looked down at me.  After getting through the lubrication, I finally was able to push his cock in me.  I’m surprised that he wanted me face up.  I was happy about that part.  It didn’t take long.  My Tico is typically short and small-statured like a lot of Central American guys (although bigger than me).  He’s probably 5’6.”  Carlos is more in the 5’11” range.  He had his full weight and heat on me pounding and grinding away.  He had me pushed so far back that the head of my cock was rubbing my belly.  I’ll come back to that.

I was in ecstasy.  I was shaking.  I’d roll my eyes and even smile as he split me in two.  I got enough mentation back to dig into my faggot bag of tricks.  I squirmed underneath him and tried to remove my arms from his hands (by then he had my arms pinned.  He put more weight on me, gripped harder, and totally held me captive.  I think I could slither away from my Tico sometimes, but here I was totally trapped for the duration.  And I loved it.  I know guys like him love to feel a little struggle.  It’s like injecting them with pure testosterone in the heat of the moment. 

He adjusted himself forward a little which smashed my prostate and continued stimulating my dick against my skin.  I felt a light pumping and an ooze around the abdomen.  I had came.  Thankfully when my ass clenched up from that he didn’t last much longer or that could have gotten really painful. 

He got up and I was covered in his sweat.  The AC felt like a shock because I been so surrounded by his body heat.  There was no doubt that I felt fucked.   He washed off and I walked him to the door.  His cum was sliding down my balls and inner thigh from what didn’t stay inside. 

I almost feel a little guilty toward my Tico, but my whole being just reacted that way to Carlos.  I’m in heat big time.

Scorching!

This is why I often encourage Alphas to use faggots aggressively, really unleash the Beast within themselves. Unlike females, who often get scared or intimidated when a Man takes them like that, faggots are transformed by the experience.

Through a hard fuck, a Man has the power to completely obliterate a faggot’s Masculinity and force it into perpetual submission. It’s a stamping of the soul by the Rut of a Man.

I’d say Tau has been stamped.

Although Tau doesn’t explicitly state it here, it does sound like he was cunted during the experience. What gives it away? The shaking and the eye rolls Tau reports having during Carlos’ rut.

It’s unclear if this is the first time Carlos has ever fucked a faggot, but given his previous hesitation while using Tau, it’s clear that fag service is something relatively new if not entirely unknown.

Of particular interest to faggots is the way Tau describes the art of seduction with a straight Man. It involves planting visual cues in his mind through inoffensive teasing and subtle movements. This must be done carefully; going too far or seeming too needy will make the straight Man run away. When you find the sweet spot for the Man (and it differs depending on the relationship), this technique is highly effective.

So congratulations to my masterful brother Tau! Tonight he will sleep peacefully with the DNA of both Tico and Carlos swimming in his veins and swirling in his brain!

As we have gotten to know each other a fag I’ve been using asked me to cage it. I totally told that b/c in my experience caged or jock-blocked fags serve  better. I didn’t used to care if fags touched themselves when fucked but now it’s an absolute rule they don\’t. Well after about a week, the fag started to complain and wanted me to free it, saying it hurt its sac. I was skeptical — this fag is awesome but can be dramatic and whiny. I gave it a few days. Finally after a hard fuck I unlocked it and in about 4 seconds it spontaneously gushed out a huge load. Guess i had hit the right spot lol. The fag was super embarrassed and blushed. I was going to tease it but thought better of it and just rubbed its head trying to comfort it. In about a week it was caged again.

Thank you for relaying this experience, Sir! It made me laugh!
 
It is possible that the faggot was actually in pain from the chastity cage; chafing can easily occur. Baby oil or (non-talc) baby power can help with that. But, of course, the faggot could be overacting for you, too … faggots are known to play these kinds of games. I’m glad to see that you remained firm on your chastity rule while also showing some kindness! You must be a wise Master!
 
As far as the cum geyser, well … yes, I think it’s fair to say that you made a direct hit on the faggot’s spot! LOL I’m wondering if you cunted it, Sir. I’ve neve heard of a post-cunting reaction like that, but it’s certainly within the realm of possibility! 
 
And Sir, I absolutely adored your reaction to your faggot’s embarrassment! More Men should have that kind of insight into the needs of their pets and possessions! You’re a dream Alpha!
 
Thank you, Sir!

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This thread follows the story of Tau, a young Asian faggot who specializes in serving straight Alphas. CLICK HERE to read all of his stories!

I am not sure how I feel about this latest true story from Tau (I’m running behind on Tau’s stories, which are coming fast and thick these days). At some point a straight Alpha, drunk with power over a faggot, will take things too far. The line between proper and improper becomes blurred by passion.

While this is far from the most worrisome encounter I’ve ever covered (or personally experienced), I really didn’t like the sickly feeling the experience left with Tau.

My Tico texted me Friday night.  One of the housemates was curious and asking him questions about who I was and how he knew me.  My Tico alpha didn’t have to make much of a sale here; his buddy asked him if he thought I would suck his dick.  The house was full so he asked if he could come over.  I relented.  My Tico brought him over and they came in.  This new guy had been blown by faggots before, so he didn’t need the demonstration.  He didn’t want my alpha in the same room.  So we went to my bedroom and I had him lay on my bed.  He stripped completely down without hesitating and made himself at home.

None of these guys have model bodies in the mainstream sense.  This new guy, Carlos, had a thicker and harrier body, but not necessarily overweight. He had a beard My Tico and his first buddy are taller and bigger than me but we’re all still kind of short statured and smooth bodied.  Carlos had a nice dick to match (don’t they all).  Carlos was way more confident than my Tico’s last buddy and was more verbal toward me.  Then again the last guy didn’t speak hardly any English.

Carlos kept his hand on the back of my head.  His whole appearance was more animalistic with the thickness an hair and he was pretty impulsively aggressive.  If he wanted my mouth going faster he pumped my head like a fleshlight.  I was starting to get a little nervous because this was not even 60 seconds in.  I would try to pull away just a second to catch my breath and give my jaw a break, but he was relentless.  He had this Biaggi-esque, guttural groan.  Keep in mind my Tico is in ear shot on my couch.

My neck veins were popping. I have a pretty controlled gag reflex but Carlos seemingly wanted me to gag.  He certainly made every effort to hear it.  I had spit flowing out of the sides of my mouth because I was over producing saliva.  He grabbed my head with both hands. I felt some fear. Finally I felt his cum hit the back of my throat. He was loud enough to wake the neighbors. I just kind of laid there and caught my breath and coughed.  He dressed got left without a word.

It should end there, right?  My Tico came in. He was going to one up this guy and fuck me. I sucked him pitifully for a few seconds while lubing my hole.  He wanted me face down again.  He popped in my hole somewhat painfully but after that I had to brace myself on the head board or just bury my face in the pillow.  He made sure our skin clapped together so his buddy could hear it.  I was groaning in my pillow with a higher than normal pitch.  He embraced me from behind, put his whole weight on me, and jarred the whole bed. My field of vision shook. I was numb. Finally he made a few irregular slams and nut loudly right in my ear.

I was a total, dehydrated, sweaty, worn down heap at this point.  Tico quietly acted more like his normal self and kissed my cheek and smiled. He thanked me.  But he, too, dressed quietly and strutted back out into my living room.  I laid in a hot bath for a while and took some Motrin. My neck and ass still have a dull ache. I felt so dirty and I still could smell them and could never fully return to normal Friday. I don’t feel as dirty now but just numb and overwhelmed.

It feels a little disturbing, right?

While I’m sure there are faggots out there who would love to be attacked this way by two straight Alphas, these are usually faggots who have only fevered fantasies about such things. I’ve been there. And I can tell you that the experience and the aftermath are unsettling.

It seems that Tau has refocused after this, so I’m confident he’ll be okay.

This thread follows the story of Tau, a young Asian faggot who specializes in serving straight Alphas. CLICK HERE to read all of his stories!

Here’s the way things go when a faggot begins to fall under the control of a straight Alpha: the Alpha starts off tentative as he explores the boundaries of this new sexual conquest … but once he realizes that anything is possible, he rapidly takes over the faggot’s body and mind. It’s that killer instinct baked into their genetics. Inescapable.

For little Tau, his new straight Alpha Tico (the maintenance worker at Tau’s hospital job) has been quickly ramping up his use and ownership of his new toy.

Notice the way Alpha Tico ups the ante in the following encounter from last week:

It was coming up on my lunch today at noon.  He texted me his address.  It was pretty straightforward.  I didn’t have to go, but I did.  Of course, I did.  I can’t say no.

My suspicions that he was married and had a family were true: a daughter and twin boys.  But there wasn’t much evidence that they lived here, at least not yet.  I got more of a vibe that he shared this place with other guys. 

He took me in a bedroom, pushed me down on a bed, and he started undressing from his work coveralls.  I was worried at this point because while it wasn’t far from work, it’s not necessarily a quick trip back.  He smelled like he had been working which I love.  I ended up on all fours on the bed sucking an already rock-hard dick.  When I could get my mouth off his dick for a second, he would pause long enough to get my shirt off and then he pushed my head back on his dick again.

He gave me the lube and told me to get my hole wet.  I had to manage this while still going down on his dick. I had just enough time to finger myself some and he wanted to fuck. He made a gesture for me to roll over, smacked my ass to indicate he wanted it raised up, and he began a slow thrust in. It wasn’t particularly pleasurable but I’ve had more painful entries. I tried to grind some and fuck myself, but he got a grip over his mind and began fucking.  Same position as Friday: He laid flat over my back, but this was more of a jackhammering bunny fuck.

My prostate and bladder took a harder beating this time. He wrapped his arms around me and pinned my arms to my side and I was just a fuck toy until he got louder and trying to shove his cock as deep as he could to impregnate me.  Pure pump and dump.

This was the first time things were more on HIS terms.  I was afraid of being late getting back but I was totally pinned under him.  Between his impulsive need for sex, his lack of concern or affection this time – and the family photos – I understood he is designed to breed.  That’s all there is to it.  Maybe I give him some sort of free pass since I’m not a woman until he can bring his wife here.  I’m a hole for him.  He was back to his normal, sweet self afterward and even kissed my cheek and thanked me, but I’m there for his sexual demands. 

There is something very charming about him.  I know he wouldn’t really be “my type” in any boyfriend sense, but it’s hard not to be a little swept away by the terms of endearment, the smiling, the bright brown eyes, and just general sweetness.  But today might have finished with that, but it didn’t start that way.  And when it was done, we went to our separate part of the hospital and that was that.  The charm offensive might make him feel good, it might make the game seem more fun, but now he sort of knows he doesn’t need it. 

I’m so his bitch.  I really don’t want to repeat today though, if at all possible.  I was a mess the rest of the day.  I could smell him on me occasionally.  My hole felt wet and torn up.  I wanted to shower sooo bad and couldn’t.   Friday, when it ended with us napping together, it felt better of course.  This makes me feel dirtier.  There were plenty of times with Brandon that I didn’t particularly enjoy myself; I mean, I was getting punched and slapped. But something about the particular guy makes me enjoy it and feel fulfilled.

When a straight MARRIED Alpha gets this kind of unfettered worship and service, it’s easy for him to become like Augustus Gloop in Willy Wonka’s chocolate factory. He excitedly wants to try everything, experience anything, and enjoy the exhilaration of freed Alpha sexual urges.

And there’s Tau, caught in the firestorm.

I am really impressed by Tau’s honesty and frankness about the difficult situation he’s found himself in. What started as a simple blowjob has now turned Tau’s life (and pussy) upside down.

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!

This is part of a continuing series documenting the rise of Straight Alpha Nick, a college athlete and friend to Alpha Jin who has discovered faggot worship and now owns four live-in faggots. You can read all posts in this series in chronological order by CLICKING HERE!

If you have a litter of puppies, it can be a little difficult for every puppy to get enough to drink from one saucer of milk.

When any puppy gets hungry enough, it figures out a way around the crowd to get what it needs.

The same principle applies when you’re one of four caged faggots serving in the home of an Apex Alpha like Master Nick. Every faggot in the house desperately craves Master Nick’s dick, and they often jockey for position.

Dick has been harder to come by for the three veteran faggots recently since Master Nick has been concentrating on breaking in little Oliver (speaking of which, Nick’s massive log slightly tore Ollie’s pussy, so the fucking has been minimal).

So what’s a faggot to do when it desperately craves its Master?

Alex literally took matters into his own hands last night. The crafty faggot walked up to Master Nick and put his hand on his dick and began to rub it.

“Do you want some of that, faggot?” asked Master Nick rhetorically.

Then Master Nick responded by taking Alex into the bedroom and fucking him for about an hour. In the end, Master Nick had little Alex’s legs over his broad shoulders while he repeatedly popped the faggot’s second ring before unloading deep in his faggot’s guts.

Master Nick was so loud when he came that everybody could hear it. Yul, upon hearing that familiar sound, went into the bedroom just as Master Nick was pulling his spent dick out of Alex. Then Yul sucked Master Nick’s cock until it was clean!

You see? Every puppy finds a way to stay fed!

This is part of a continuing series documenting the rise of Straight Alpha Nick, a college athlete and friend to Alpha Jin who has discovered faggot worship and now owns four live-in faggots. You can read all posts in this series in chronological order by CLICKING HERE!

Out of all deflowerings that happen every day around the world, the ones experienced by faggots might be the most profound. Why? Well, when a female is deflowered, she is elevated by the experience and becomes more of what she was meant to be – a woman.

But when a faggot is deflowered, it is broken down and stripped of an entire facade and belief system and rebuilt into a servant of Men. The cock of a Man punctures the faggot’s fake persona of imitation maleness and forces it to understand its true purpose.

Of all the Alpha Masters I’ve known over the years who have deflowered faggots, straight Master Nick is unparalleled at the process. And yes, he makes the deflowering of a faggot a process rather than some careless act. It’s the seriousness and respect he has for the moment that elevates him above other Masters.

I know I say this a lot, but it bears repeating: Master Nick is a STRAIGHT ALPHA MALE. If anybody could be excused for carelessly popping a faggot’s cherry, it would be him. But somehow Master Nick knows how to properly care for and prepare a faggot physically and emotionally for the important moment when he enters it and takes its virginity.

That process first involves caging the faggot immediately on the first day, and then allowing the faggot to spend 24 hours in the cage to think about the commitment it is undertaking. Once the faggot accepts, the faggot is started on domestic training and chores. After that, Master Nick starts training the faggot to suck his dick properly, generously feeding it loads every day in order for the faggot to become addicted to the substances in his cum. After a week or so of feeding (depending on the faggot), Master Nick decides to take the faggot’s virginity.

Master Nick has already deflowered three faggots (his live-in faggots Yul, Alex, and Lee) in the ten months since he discovered the use of faggots. Just think about the depth of understanding Master Nick has in his mind and heart! His huge, beautiful heart!

Well, yesterday Master Nick added a fourth faggot to his trophy wall. Little Oliver is no longer a virgin.

All morning there was all sorts of chatter on my Tumblr about the impending fuck to come. As Master Nick left to go to the gym, he told all of the faggots he wanted them to be home and ready when he returned. The excited faggots all started busily preparing their pussies and dutifully helping Oliver get ready like a bunch of bridesmaids preparing the bride for her wedding.

Even though Master Nick was dying to get inside Oliver’s tight virgin hole, he purposely took his time returning from the gym. This built up the anticipation in the house to a near-fever pitch. Little Ollie was practically climbing the walls with excitement!

When Master Nick returned, he immediately ordered Yul and Ollie to go into his bedroom. The two faggots were wearing nothing but girl panties over their caged clits – very cute touch. Master Nick came in and removed his clothes. He told the two faggots to make out with each other while he watched and stroked his hard dick.

After a bit of that, Master Nick told the two faggots to bend over the end of the bed side-by-side. Master Nick started by trying to push the fat head of his enormous dick into Ollie’s pussy, but it was still so very tight. Ollie said it hurt, but he also called it a “good pain.”

Then Master Nick moved in behind Yul and rammed the fuck out of Yul’s cunt for a little while. Then Master Nick moved over and tried pushing deeper into Ollie. Master Nick did this process of back-and-forth fucking for FIVE HOURS before finally getting all the way inside Ollie and fucking him at half-speed.

“Sam, Nick’s dick felt amazing,” a breathless Ollie told me afterward.

I described it as a “hug from the inside.” Ollie agreed completely.

Finally, the moment arrived. Master Nick started pumping cum deep inside Ollie’s new pussy! Ollie later told me that he “could feel Nick’s dick pulsing as he came.”

After breeding Ollie, Master Nick then fucked Yul and bred him as a reward for helping prepare Ollie. Then Master Nick brought Alex and Lee into the room and made Ollie watch him as he bred both of them.

Why did he do that? Said Yul: “Nick wanted to show Oliver how faggots get fucked in his house.”

Today Oliver’s new pussy was tingling. There was an emptiness inside him where Master Nick’s massive dick had once been. I call this phenomenon “The Void” and you can read about that HERE.

“Sam, I can’t wait to have Nick dick inside me again,” said Ollie.

Oh, don’t worry, my little brother. Master Nick is going to make sure you get plenty more!

This thread follows the story of Tau, a young Asian faggot who specializes in serving straight Alphas. CLICK HERE to read all of his stories!

The last time we heard from my faggot brother Tau, he had just been bred by his new Alpha Tico, the maintenance man at Tau’s hospital. So far it seemed like Alpha Tico was enjoying the use of Tau’s holes and that he was pretty brazen about it.

I underestimated him.

One of the great things many Alphas do when they get a prime piece of faggot pussy is they start sharing it with their Alpha buddies. They don’t do that with female sluts as much, primarily because a sense of respectability remains with females. However, Alphas understand that faggots will take any form of humiliation and abuse and keep serving. So sharing a faggot with their friends becomes a playful form of Alpha Pack bonding.

And Alpha Tico now has a prime piece of faggot pussy in Tau. And it was time to share.

Here’s Tau:

Thursday was my day off.  I told my Tico that I’d meet up with him and his friend then.  He told me to come by after he got home.  I showed up there and the same guy from the picture he showed me was sitting there on the couch.  I don’t think he understood English.  I think my alpha kind of looks out for all of them.  They talked for a few seconds.  My Tico alpha wanted to go first.  I mean there’s the obvious alpha going first concept here, but this was also a demonstration.  He motioned me over to the chair he was in and I dropped down and started unzipping.  He was already hard, of course.  I say “demonstration” because he wanted to show the other guy how I responded.  My Tico alpha would give me instructions. . . more spit, faster, slower, suck his balls, etc.  He stroked my hair.  He kept his hand on the back of my head but was not forcing me down or anything.  He just wanted his buddy to see that I would do whatever he wanted.

His buddy sat there and watched silently.  He stroked himself through his jeans.  My Tico alpha just sat back and never seemed the least bit fazed by any of this.  He was putting on a show for his buddy.  My Tico seemed like he wanted to finish quicker than normal because he would occasionally reach down and jerk off a little before having me resume sucking his dick.  He had his usual noisy orgasm which is a mixture of swearing and yelling out a final “oh fuuuck” and thrashing around.  I don’t know if he was sparing my throat or not, but I was kind of glad for the gesture.  These guys don’t tend to have easy to manage cocks.  He did kind of pull my head down and nut down my throat, which was amazing. 

He thanked me and then motioned toward his buddy.  This guy was definitely shyer, but his unrelenting smile was no less cute and electrifying as my Tico.  He closed his eyes for most of it.  I definitely did more of the work on this one.  His dick was comparably large.  He would say things in Spanish and my alpha would tell me what he said like “he wants you to lick his balls.”  Sometimes I could understand it a little.  His cum was even more volcanic.  I swallowed every bit too.  I squeezed out any remaining, lick, and he thrashed because he was still super-sensitive while orgasming. 

He huffed and grunted and looked up smiling at my Tico guy.  My Tico was laughing and walking toward me.  I didn’t understand all of it, but I do know  te lo dije  which is something like “I told you so!”  My alpha walked me to the door and that was that.  He did explain to me a little how these guys in the house were far away from their women and he said they’re all stupid horny most of the time and it wasn’t always easy to get release.  I can’t imagine either of those two having issues with that, but I guess there is a language and class barrier at play.  I kind of admire him for talking this guy into letting me suck his dick, honestly, and shamelessly showing him that it was cool. He’s crazy charismatic in a way.

It’s impossible to not be impressed by the confidence Alpha Males exude. Also, their ability to compartmentalize events into degrees of importance or need.

For example. under ordinary circumstances, an Alpha might not share a faggot with an Alpha bro … but if he knows his buddy is in need of release or needs to experience it, then he will offer his faggot to his friend. There’s a depth of connection between Alphas in a Pack that we mortals cannot understand. It might be the most complex form of love known to Men.

Another aspect of Alpha Pack grooming is this mentoring process that happens naturally between them. I’ve covered this A LOT on this site, and I’ve seen it in action myself. Alphas TEACH EACH OTHER about the use and ownership of inferiors. They lead each other by example.

In this case (much like Master Dylan recently) Alpha Tico took a turn inside Tau, and let his Alpha buddy observe and learn. Then he handed Tau off to show this friend the truth about fag worship.

I’ve chronicled some incredible faggots on this site over the years, and Tau is absolutely right up there with the greatest. I don’t know if Alpha Tico is going to be a true Master of Tau, but all I do know is that Tau deserves a proper Owner, one who will be proud to take possession of this truly talented faggot!

In terms of Hierarchy, faggots are the ones who must often make the most difficult choices. Sometimes they are choices like “should I permanently gape my asshole?” or “should I get flavored or unflavored lube?” or “should I suck off my boss for a promotion?” or other such trivialities.

But sometimes they are more serious.

My most recent difficult choice involved service. I was getting chewed out constantly by my last owner because my work schedule was constantly interrupting my service to him. Finally, after a furious tirade, he dismissed me. I then had a choice to make: quit the job or pause full-time service.

I chose the job. By that point I had been serving Men for twenty years, so it wasn’t like I hadn’t experienced the joys of service. But more importantly, I was involved in the rescue of Baby Boy by then, and my job was the only lifeline we had between success and failure of that desperate mission.

I chose wisely, and we had a happy ending. I regret nothing.

My brother Cody is faced with a similar moment of truth. Here’s what he wrote to me:

So I’m a faggot, and it has taken me a long time to truly accept that part of myself.  I’ve always known I was submissive and as I got older i discovered all of the many-layered depths of the bdsm world but I was always seeking more. I was always drawn to the idea of the “houseboy” if that tells you anything.

I always tried to deny that part of myself because I was afraid of what it would mean if it got out, what type of person would that make me? I was concerned for my future because the field I work in it would not be perceived very well and I would lose my job. But recently I’ve been trying to “life my truth” as it were. It’s been freeing honestly. 

I recently got out of a 4 year relationship with someone that i was engaged to, someone I truly love because I kept trying to deny my true self but it kept resurfacing in various ways. it’s been a difficult couple of months but I’m making it. Breaking up with this person was one of the hardest things I’ve gone through because i also consider this person to be my best friend and part but it helped me realize I can’t continue to hide. 

Over the past couple of weeks, I’ve been conversing with an Alpha who lives in another state. He is incredible, I’ve never really engaged with an Alpha like Him before. He has this energy and power and He knows His place in the hierarchy and what He deserves, and from my experience with Him so far,  I would definitely say He is a “Protector Alpha”.  We’ve been talking about my moving in with Him to be his live in fag/slave which I have to admit fills me with both excitement and trepidation.  I recognize this is an incredible opportunity to fulfill my purpose and serve an Alpha but I’m also worried about giving up myself in that way because I’ve never really served anyone like that before. But honestly, I think serving Him and making His life better would make me happy and fulfilled. 

I recently had a conversation with my ex and he wants to try to work things out because we have this deep connection and we want to be in each other’s lives. It’s all gotten very confusing. I spoke with my Alpha about the whole situation and He has allowed me a few days to figure everything out, but He said that He believes I was born to serve and I shouldn’t try to deny that part of myself.  He is incredibly wise and generous. He is right of course, but my ex has said that he wants to figure out if he can provide me with what I need as a submissive and if we can still be together in an open relationship. 

Anyway, I feel like this email is getting away from me so to bring it all together, do you think it’s possible or faggots to have “normal” relationships with people? Do you think I should give up trying to make things work with this person I’ve had this relationship with for so long and serve my Master? I know you probably have any concrete answers since everyone and every situation is so different but any advice or insights you can provide would be really appreciated as I try to figure out everything. 

Here’s the thing – we faggots often have these huge decisions because Alpha Males like to level ultimatums on us. It’s not a cruel thing … it’s just in the nature of Men to be decisive. When they want something, they either take it or demand that it be given to them.

Here’s how I answered Cody:

Thanks for this long and detailed message! The more info, the better!

To the point: this Master is the one who is going to give you what you truly need and desire as a faggot. I think it’s nice that your ex wants to TRY to fulfill these needs in you, but ultimately he is playing a role, right? He’s giving you what he thinks you want, not what HE IS.

Meanwhile, you have the real thing ready to take possession of you and own you properly, correctly.

As for your question about faggots and real relationships, yes we can have normal relationships with other people and other Men. But of course, we have priorities, too.

I hope this answers your intrinsic questions as you deal with this life-changing moment!

I know that it’s enticing to take the relationship, the security, the sense of home. But I do think this is a trap for faggots. We are simply not built for “happy family life” – our true needs run counter to that notion.

The other part of the equation involves realistic fulfillment. Faggots need to FEEL that they are truly the property of a Man. That they are owned. Fetish games and playtime cannot truly fulfill that basic need in a faggot.

Being a true faggot is serious business! It’s a life of serious sacrifice!

Be prepared to go all-in if you want to find fulfillment!

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.

You might remember this piece called The Secret Faggot Of The Heart. If not, please take a second and read it.

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.

This thread follows the story of Tau, a young Asian faggot who specializes in serving straight Alphas. CLICK HERE to read all of his stories!

I apologize to Tau for the lateness on this true story. This will actually be two stories put together since more has happened since his first follow-up in this rapidly-developing tale.

So after Tau’s initial story (CLICK HERE) about sucking off a Latino maintenance worker at his hospital, I wasn’t sure what to expect out of the situation. I mean, I thought that the co-worker would come back for more – most straight Men do after trying out head from a faggot – but his “golly gee” attitude made him seem like he might not be in any kind of hurry.

Wrong again!

A few days after Tau’s hot initial entry, he followed it up with an even hotter new experience. Let me get out of the way and let him tell it:

My Tico maintenance man from work took the day off because he hurt his back yesterday moving some AC unit at work.  Injurious body mechanics seem to be inherent to alphahood.  I don’t know who they’re trying to impress.  I saw this with my ex-Alpha frequently last year. 

It was my day off from the lab coincidentally.  I asked if he wanted to meet up.  He didn’t really want me coming to him.  I don’t want to know why.  I invited him over.  He was oddly reluctant.  Again, with guys like him, debilitating back pain is a little embarrassing.  But I have my massage background.  I told him I could probably fix the back pain.  I was being a little overconfident, to be honest.

He came over.  I got to see more of his body without his hospital coveralls on.  He was sweet, smiling, and confident as ever despite the pain.  I told him to get on the bed and lay on his hurt side.  I put my hand on a specific spot on his hip, bent the knee down toward the bed, kicked back, and lift up behind the midline of the body.  I kept my hand and most of my 125lb bodyweight on that particular glute muscle.  He was groaning in pain and I ran it through 10 repetitions each time.  But, after two rounds I totally wore down that spasm point and he was fine. 

He kissed me gratefully and I thought I would suck his dick again.  He was a little more grateful than that.  He started peeling my clothes off.  It hit me in the back of my mind “he wants to fuck me” or, more appropriately, “he’s going to fuck me.” If I didn’t have lube he would have found a way.  At that moment I was such a prize to him that he wanted to . . . I don’t know? Own me, cherish me? Show off his fuck skill? I felt flattered and submitted easily.

He wanted me face down, so I just laid flat and let him grind away on my prostate.  His breath and body heat were amazing.  He loves kissing. It was amazingly aggressive, but also sweet, impulsive, passionate, and I love when a guy finishes inside me.

He rolled me over and more or less put me in position to lay my head on his chest and shoulder. He wanted to cuddle me and sleep awhile. So that’s what happened. He’s impulsive, sensual, certainly well endowed, confident.  And I can that he wants whatever object that’s directed toward to just go along with it and enjoy it.  I know there was no way to have stopped him.

What faggot would not want to be taken like this by a hot Latino Alpha?

But before I could even process that entry, Tau followed it up the next day with this bombshell:

My Tico alpha hit me up earlier.  He snuck up behind me, whispered something in my ear, and startled me. I was also semi-erect afterward. He was back in his more playful mood and laughed and was all smiles.

No sexual action today but he showed me a text and a picture of one of his housemates.  He wants me to suck both of their dicks.  He brought this up in person and asked me straight up.

One thing caught my attention.  I can read a little Spanish just from what I remember from high school.  It looked like he was saying “the shallow” or “the flat.”  I couldn’t figure it out.  It was “playo,” a Central American slur for faggot.  He didn’t think I would figure that out.

They could both easily get girls, especially my Tico, you’ve seen him.  I loved yesterday after I had time to process it more. I’m not sure he’ll share that hole.  I don’t really want fucking during work to be a pattern though.  I enjoy and value my job and I’m not going to get paid this much unless I move into LA which is not going to happen. Plus I kept having this weird feeling that I looked freshly fucked when I got back to work.  

This development is significant for a couple of reasons:

1. It shows Alpha Pack mentality. Tico the Alpha is not afraid to use faggots in front of other Men, which requires an enormous amount of confidence.
2. The use of the Central American word for “faggot” shows exactly what Tico thinks of Tau. Or rather, knows about Tau.

At this point, given Tico’s bold confidence and devil-may-care attitude, I wouldn’t be surprised if Tau was passed around to many of Tico’s friends for use.

I’ve developed this philosophy about Alphas: expect the unexpected, even the impossible. If Alphas want it, they will find a way to make it happen.

All bets are off on where Tico might take things next! I’m just proud of my brother Tau for grabbing these reins and riding it out!

This thread follows the rise of 39-year-old straight divorced Alpha Greg as he discovers the world of faggot worship and ownership. CLICK HERE for all of the relevant posts in chronological order!

If I have two overriding ambitions surrounding this site, they are:

1. Push the truth about Male Hierarchy into the mainstream.

2. Help straight Alphas discover the truth about owning and using faggots.

Fortunately for me, my second ambition is helped tremendously by the efforts of great established Alphas with long track records of training straight Alphas to accept faggot worship.

Which brings me to a straight Alpha named Greg. He’s a 39-year-old straight and divorced Alpha living in Guam. Back in 2001, Alpha Greg came into contact with Alpha Tank, the bodybuilding Alpha I have featured here multiple times. Incidentally, Alpha Greg is a third generation removed from Sir Titus, the Apex Alpha who trained Alpha Tank.

Just so we’re keeping it all straight in the galaxy of Alphas here at FWA!

Anyway, here’s how Alpha Tank began to condition Alpha Greg on the use of faggots:

Oh yeah, I got divorced a few years back and trying to find women where I’m located has been a struggle. He (Alpha Tank) asked me if I had ever thought of letting a ‘very submissive” gay man keep my nuts drained in the interim. That was just how he opened the door for discussion.

Then Alpha Greg came across me here at FWA.

We’ve had many conversations since and I even told him I found your site. He laughed and said I should have mentioned that earlier, it would have saved time. Ha

Very cute! (Wink)

That was when he came clean about being an Alpha and using his own faggots. I have always been a Dom and naturally attract submissive people to me, but I never correlated the two.

So with Alpha Tank working on his straight friend, it was only a matter of time before Alpha Greg started using faggots.

Now that ‘Rona has lessened here, (a younger faggot named Micah) approached me during a gym session. “Sir, can I bother you for a spot.” I didn’t think twice and went to spot him.

During his lift, he never took his eyes off my bulge. I was told that faggots would do that, but thought it was embellishing.

After he finished bench pressing he asked if he could workout with me. I finished working out and went to the locker room, the fag followed me to my locker. He asked me if I needed help relaxing after my workout, before looking down to the floor.

And notice this training at work:

My friend told me about looking away as a sign of a faggot.

BOOM!

I asked what he had in mind. I wasn’t even sure what I was thinking but I wasn’t prepared for his response. He looked around real quick then dropped to his knees. Bending over he kissed my shoe and said anything I could think of.

I was shocked but my dick knew the truth. Haha! We left the gym and headed back to my place. On the drive I messaged my friend and he told me congrats.

Once at my apartment, the fag was automatically on his knees. I started to remove my shoes when he begged me to let him do that. I said sure, to which the faggot crawled over and removed my shoes then my socks. I messaged my friend again, he told me to relax and let the fag fulfill its purpose. He kept calling the faggot it, which confused me.

My friend told me to try a trick he learned – step away and come back in just a towel over my crotch and let the faggot worship my body. I didn’t go that far but I did come back in my underwear. The fag gasped then sighed when I walked back in the room. I kind of chuckled a little.

I sat down on my couch and let the fag massage my legs while it sat between my legs. The massage slowly creeped up my legs, the entire time the faggot was still looking at my crotch. I had that post workout hard-on and needed to cum, I was rubbing my dick and the fag just licked his lips. Before asking if it could help me out with my hard on.

The faggot sucked my dick better than any woman had in the past. It wasn’t like a chore how my ex wife made it. The faggot actually enjoyed what he was doing. He sucked my load out which was much needed. He just kept nursing on my dick even after swallowing my load. At some point I dozed off slightly. When I woke up it was still there and I was hard again.

Another straight Alpha’s eyes opened to the use and ownership of faggots!

This is where I personally entered the story (rather than just my writing). Alpha Greg had been receiving daily blowjobs from his new faggot Micah and loving it. But now Alpha Greg was thinking about taking the faggot’s ass as well.

Well, I took that ball and ran it into the endzone!

I really started encouraging Alpha Greg that Micah’s pussy belongs to him and that he should claim it.

Yesterday Alpha Greg was at work and texting me about his upcoming lunchtime blowjob from his faggot when I pushed the idea again. We started talking about the size difference between the two of them (Alpha Greg is several inches taller) and how much faggots get turned on by much larger Alphas like him.

And just like that, Alpha Greg told his faggot to be ready to get fucked during his lunch break!

So then this happened:

Holy shit faggot! That faggot earned every thrust and shot of my cum!

When I got to my apartment, the faggot was kneeling outside of my door. I unlocked the door and walked in with the faggot right behind me. As the door closed, he was kissing my boots.

I moved to the couch, the faggot crawling to get between my legs. It removed my pants and boxers before beginning to suck my cock. Once I was hard, I had the faggot remove my clothes and its clothes. We moved to the bedroom where I rimmed and fingered the faggot’s pussy for a while. The faggot sucked me hard again before slathering lube on my cock and fingering some into its pussy.

The faggot was bent over with its chest on the bed. I lined up my cock and began to push it in slowly, the faggot was screaming into the pillow. Halfway in I stopped, the faggot said “Please Sir, keep going I will take it all.”

I pushed my cock in harder until I was buried in the faggot’s pussy. It was so wet, warm, and right but without constriction. I didn’t move until the faggot started fucking itself onto me.

I grabbed its hips and something came over me, I started fucking hard and fast while the faggot moaned through tears.

Right before I started to cum, I felt a sudden suction in the faggot’s hole and its legs suddenly started shaking. I couldn’t hold it back anymore and I shot the biggest load in a very long time.

It just laid there shaking for a while before resuming sucking my cock.

Another faggot pussy claimed by the power and might of straight Alpha cock!

Alpha Greg’s head was spinning afterward, thoroughly impressed by a fuck that will forever change the course of the rest of his life. I call this moment “ascension,” where a straight Alpha comes fully into his Alphahood by embracing worship in all forms.

Alpha Greg tasted that moment of ascension, and I think he liked it:

I will be using that faggot pussy again.

Since his faggot is uncaged, Alpha Greg intends to put it into chastity and officially own it.

Now I have a faggot.

Welcome to Godhood, Master Greg! A brand new Kingdom awaits your reign!

This thread follows the life and adventures of a 29-year-old Apex Alpha from Wales named Dragon Alpha. CLICK HERE to read all relevant posts in chronological order!

I’ve recently had the privilege to meet a 29-year-old Apex Alpha from Wales named Jay. Since the emblem of the Welsh is a dragon, he wanted to be known as Dragon Alpha. Sounds scary, doesn’t it?

Like most Apex Alphas I’ve ever known, he’s simultaneously intimidating and welcoming. He has a fierce, dominant intelligence to match his perfectly-sculpted body.

Dragon Alpha contacted me to ask me about a 21-year-old straight Alpha named Brock. They’ve known each other for years, and Dragon Alpha has emotionally adopted the younger Alpha as a younger brother or a son. Alphas share many things between each other that lesser people cannot comprehend, deep bonds of Alpha brotherhood that stretch back to the beginning of time and are unbreakable.

One thing that Alphas definitely share with each other: faggots.

It might seem odd to think that straight Alphas would be sharing faggots with each other. However, you must look at faggots the way Alphas do in order to understand it.

To Alphas, faggots are PROPERTY. Faggots are SLAVES. Faggots expertly worship Alphas in ways a female won’t or can’t. The use of faggots makes an Alpha’s life easier, more enjoyable. And, in the end, the worship from faggots makes an Alpha Male feel like a King.

It’s only natural for Alphas to share such a treasure of worship with each other!

As a faggot who has served Alphas for more than 20 years, I have witnessed this sharing of faggots between Alphas many times. It’s a natural part of Alphahood. Alpha mentoring is vital to the maintenance of our world, as this Alpha knowledge base is passed from one Alpha to the next like sacred texts.

Dragon Alpha wants to open Alpha Brock’s eyes to the worship of faggots (and the incredible rush of power that results from it). Alpha Brock has resisted his efforts to this point, which is a shame.

I’m sure Dragon Alpha was uncomfortable at first as a straight male of 17 years old being served financially by a faggot twice his age. I’m sure he was uncomfortable the first time faggots were paying money for his sweaty gym clothes in college. I’m sure he was uncomfortable the first time a faggot knelt and sucked the life out of his cock. It’s always uncomfortable at first.

But this straight Alpha who has fathered five children now owns multiple faggots. WHY?

Because faggots WORSHIP HIM the way Alphas like him deserve. The sight of another male submitting completely to him fills him with POWER.

Owning faggots is as close to true Kingship as a Man can get.

As an Alpha mentor, Dragon Alpha wants to pass on such worship to his protege. He wants Alpha Brock to experience the rush of power as he claims new territory for his Kingdom.

Dragon Alpha showed me a picture of Alpha Brock, and all I can say is this: he should have a thousand faggots serving him day and night. He is a glorious incarnation of young Alphahood that deserves worship!

It’s unclear right now if Alpha Brock will accept the mentoring offered by Dragon Alpha. I hope he does. A brand new life of unending pleasure and treasure awaits him if he does!

Regardless, Dragon Alpha has fulfilled his duties to his Brotherhood in passing along these ancient Alpha secrets. These secrets were known to the Greeks, and practiced by the gladiators in Rome. It has always been this way, and it will remain forever.

Alpha mentoring is one of the most sacred duties of an Alpha. It’s an act of brotherly love. Those of us who are not Alpha cannot understand it, only observe it in wonder and awe.

[NOTE: I will be writing another post detailing Dragon Alpha’s rise to Alphahood and his use of faggots. It deserves its own post.]

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!

Did I ever mention that Master Jin is in college to earn a degree in medicine? Yes, he wants to become a doctor. Keep that information in mind as we go through this story.

Chin the faggot owned by Master Jin continues to resist his chastity cage even after nearly a year. He’s constantly whining every time Master Jin unlocks him for cleaning (Master Jin playfully calls it “puppy dog eyes”) and grumbles to me that he’d like to have some time to play with his clit again.

Mind you, Chin has been punished multiple times for his resistance to the cage. Even recently Master Jin had to slap Chin’s hand away from by his clit during a cleaning.

Whenever Chin complains to me about his cage, I simply tell him this: “These are the rules your straight Masters have for you. If you don’t like it, then leave service.”

Chin stays.

This past weekend Master Jin stayed over at his girlfriend’s house (and fucked her four times right after dumping nine loads into Chin – a cum machine!), leaving Chin at home alone. So Chin went into Master Jin’s room and tried to get into the lockbox containing the key to his chastity cage.

But Master Jin had changed the combination!

Chin told me what he’d done, and I was unhappy. Chin swore me to secrecy, and I obliged. However, I did lecture Chin once again about his attitude toward the cage.

Then, what I figured would happen did happen – Master Jin came home and discovered that the lockbox had been assaulted. Apparently the lockbox has an alert when the wrong code is entered, so Master Jin had Chin dead to rights.

To his credit, Master Jin didn’t beat Chin for his insurrection. But he did lecture Chin about obedience. Then Master Jin spoke with Master Nick about it, and Master Nick called Chin to really chew him out.

In fact, Master Nick threatened something even more drastic than whipping – CASTRATION.

Master Jin has been reading about castration, and given his medical training, could easily perform such a procedure. Both straight Alphas agreed that this would be the course if Chin continued with his nonsense.

Chin contacted me in a panic. “Sam, I’m too young to be castrated!”

“Then you’d better change your attitude right now,” I replied.

I really don’t understand Chin sometimes. Does he have mental problems? He’s like a little child that keeps getting caught putting his hand in the cookie jar by his parent because he doesn’t understand that sound travels. Even dogs learn lessons of obedience faster than Chin.

Would the Masters actually castrate Chin? YES, THEY WOULD.

Do they WANT TO castrate Chin? Of course not!

They expect complete and total obedience from their faggots, their property. As straight Alpha males, they deserve such respect.

Any faggot that dares to resist and disobey might find themselves on the wrong end of a scalpel!

Said Master Nick today: “If he causes any more trouble, his balls are coming off.”

It’s always better to obey, faggots!

So many stories I am told revolve straight Alphas who discover the worship and service of faggots (the original title of this site was fagsworshipstraights after all) that it’s easy to forget about that rarely-acknowledged class of Alpha: the GAY Alpha.

Yeah, I know – many people think gays cannot be Alpha due to stupid stereotypes of true Masculine behavior. But I promise – gay Alphas act nearly identical to their straight counterparts, and can in some cases be even tougher.

I preface this post that way to set up the experience of my faggot brother Zach. He’s a 20-year-old on the east coast of the United States.

Zach was recently on Grindr and found a gay couple there. He was talking to the Alpha (who I will name Phil) about a possible threesome when Zach began mentioning the fact that he’s a faggot.

Suddenly Alpha Phil’s focus shifted. He smelled blood in the water, and now he wanted to feed. So Alpha Phil arranged a clandestine private meeting after swearing Zach to secrecy.

Then this happened:

He messaged me on grindr tonight. His profile said couple and he sent me pics of him and his bf but as the conversation went on and I was telling him how I like to be obedient and please a guy it changed. This was at around 8 or 9, I had asked if he wanted to meet tonight with his bf and he didn’t respond.

Then right before midnight he messaged me asking if I was still horny. I told him I was and he said I could come serve him. I wasn’t to tell his bf about it. So he gave me his number and blocked me on grindr bc I think his bf can see that and I went and met him where he told me.

We went in the back of a moving truck and I got down and blew him. When I was doing it he called me a good boy and asked if I liked sucking alpha cock. He took control and fucked my face a bit but mostly he let me service him. He told me to get it nice and wet so he could breed me and get my hole ready too which was hard to keep my mouth on his cock while I was taking my shorts off to get ready.

Then he bent me over and pushed the whole thing in at once which I wasn’t really ready for but he didn’t care, just told me to take it like a good bitch. It wasn’t really fast when he was fucking me but he had a really thick cock. He kept asking me if I liked it which I did so I told him that. And he kept a steady pace the whole time not really fast but not really slow until he got close and then he got faster but also was pushing it deeper at the same time which guys don’t usually do.

He bred me and after I got down and cleaned off his cock and then I thanked him and left. He texted me saying “Good boy, don’t text me, I’ll text you when I need you”

This is the very definition of Alpha behavior. I dare anyone to distinguish this gay Alpha’s actions from the actions of any straight Alpha.

Zach seems to think this was a one-and-done situation, but I don’t agree. I think this Alpha will want to keep this right piece of boy pussy nearby for emergencies!

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.

This is part of a continuing series documenting the rise of Straight Alpha Nick, a college athlete and friend to Alpha Jin who has discovered faggot worship and now owns four live-in faggots. You can read all posts in this series in chronological order by CLICKING HERE!

Last Saturday little Oliver was invited to stay the night at Master Nick’s place. It had been a week since Master Nick had a caging ceremony for Oliver, a week to consider whether or not he wanted to become Master Nick’s property.

Ollie wisely chose to serve.

So Yul went over and collected Ollie and brought him to Master Nick’s home. Later that evening Master Nick ordered Yul and Ollie to go into his bedroom and get ready for him. When Master Nick walked into the room, both faggots were kneeling on the floor and wearing women’s panties.

Master Nick took off all of his clothes and stood over them. Yul began deep throating Master’s huge dick, then he allowed Ollie to try. It was like watching a female animal teach her young how to feed.

Eventually Master Nick couldn’t hold back anymore. But rather than feed his load to Yul, Master Nick stuck his dick in Ollie’s mouth and unloaded into his throat. And, like a good boy, Ollie swallowed every drop!

He swallowed an Alpha’s huge cumshot like a pro! You’d never guess that Ollie was a virgin and had never tasted cum before!

After Master Nick unloaded, he still wanted more. So the two faggots took turns sucking him until it was time to cum. And, once again, Master Nick decided to feed it to Ollie. (Yul said he kissed Ollie after in the hopes of tasting Master Nick’s cum, but Ollie had swallowed it all).

That night Ollie hardly slept. He couldn’t. He was so excited by what had happened, Master’s load inside of him and working its magic.

CIRCLE WORSHIP

Sunday was a five-load day for Master Nick, but the climax of the day occurred when Master Nick took Yul and Ollie into his bedroom and put them on their knees to service him. Yul began deepthroating Master Nick’s meat when Ollie got on all fours and began kissing Master Nick’s feet.

This simple act of worship sent Master Nick over the edge. He took both faggots into the living room and had Lee and Alex join them in something they have dubbed “circle worship.”

It’s very much as it sounds – all four faggots worship Master Nick’s entire body while they coax load after load from him.

In all Master Nick came five times, one in each faggot and a bonus fifth one given to greedy cum whore Yul (LOL) while Ollie sucked Master Nick’s balls.

For Ollie, it was a tremendous introduction to service! It can be overwhelming for a virgin, but Ollie handled it very admirably.

Said little Ollie:

I was in heaven at his feet with my sister (Yul). It was a little mind blowing.

Coming soon: CUNTING.