So I bought this wonderful dildo and it arrived last night. As a fag, I believe it’s always a good idea to continuously challenge yourself and perfect your abilities and skills. Alphas appreciate a fag who works hard for their pleasure.
I don’t know if this is true for all of my fag brothers out there, but sucking a Man’s cock gives me intense and fulfilling pleasure. I could literally do it day and night for the rest of my life. If there was a legal way to suck dick for a living, I’d be incredibly wealthy and unbelievably satisfied. I can almost achieve an orgasm from having a dick in my throat.
Anyway, when this perfect dildo arrived I immediately started shoving it down my throat. Exquisite! It’s been several weeks since I had to leave my last Alpha (story coming soon) and I wanted something inside me.
A curious thing happened, though. After sucking and swallowing that dildo for a good while, I was so satiated that I fell into a deep sleep all night and had vivid, amazing dreams. I was a happy, well-contented cocksucker.
the intensity of the ejaculation that we share as men. Some of us, a
little luckier than most, spew squirt after squirt. Blasting cum.
In the hetero world, those guys are not as valued as in the homo world.
Makes sense right? No woman, from a college sorority girl to the
married wife in her forties what’s her face covered in splooge. When I
was dating, I remember I would hold back self-consciously for some
women, so as not to slow down and jeopardize the relationship. How
fucked up is that? Issues heterosexual men must face. On the other
side of the fence, however, in a man on man situation, there is no
holding back – ideally. (Despite the size of the Alpha…)
As opposed to a woman, a gay man is typically fascinated by a huge load.
He wants to watch, feel and eat multiple shots. The wants to feel the
warm sticky splooge splat on his chest, or back, or catch it in his
hungry mouth, spurt after spurt. The beta dreams of feeling a cock pump
his mouth full of cum; it may even spill out his mouth or even his
nose. Pathetic. He dreams of a fat cock shoved deep down his throat so
he can’t breathe as pump after pump is experienced by his Alpha. The
fag’s head held in place as his hands hold onto the solid firm ass of
his top. Tears of faggot joy caused by the brutal shove and force of
ejaculation flow from the beta’s eyes.
Or the ultimate for the beta, feeling that last brutal shove before is
Alpha seeds the fag’s man pussy. Being held down. His discomfort
disregarded, as he listens to is Alpha grunt and moan and try to breath,
and he feels the big cock throbbing in his cunt, flooding it spurt
For me, I am hyper sensitive after I cum. I’m amazed when I see porn
that shows a beta licking the cum off of a cock after the top comes.
Or even sucking the dick. I’m way too sensitive for that. Polishing my
Apple is out of the question for up to a couple of minutes after I cum
and my body stops shuttering. I am interested to hear the experience of
After almost five minutes or so of recovery and catching my breath, I’m
happy to roll the Magnum off my cock, careful not to spill the ounce or
so of jizz, and to offer my still warm seed to the faggot I just fucked
as his reward. His faggot fuel – my serum – entering his body and
marking him. Some will usually drink it down, linking us further. (Or
save it for later (Pat).)
The intensity of ejaculation like in these clips, and the multiple
spurts we enjoy, these are sexual aspects that make it great to be a
Just like this. Every fucking time. Just like this7 notes
Here is a revision of the graphic I posted a earlier following suggestions from a wise and more knowledgeable Alpha. The percentage of Masters has increased as has the percentage of fags and slaves based on Master’s experiences of there being far more slaves and fags available than there are Masters. Thanks to the Sir that helped me correct the graphic. It was originally posted, I believe, by a straight Master of gay slaves.
I was asked by a beta recently to describe what “worship” means to me. For me, being the object of a beta’s desire fuels my ego, reaffirming that my swagger is genuine. But more importantly for the beta, I believe it gives him the opportunity to explore an Alphas many nooks and crannies and do exactly what he wants with another man’s body without fear of judgement. He’s doing what is expected.
Worship means being undressed by a sub, listening to him adore you as he watches you standing there in your underwear. It means knowing that he will lick your pits clean, nuzzle his face in your man fur and lick from the chest down the happy trail. Taking his time and Testing your abs. It means he will tongue your hairy ass. You can fill his gut with your piss. And he’ll suck your cock, for as long as you want and need without getting tired. Just listening to him gag and gurgle gives me pleasure. Worship means using him as your fuck toy; being rough and fucking him just the way you like. Because that’s what he’s there for. It’s nature’s design.
Just like this. Every fucking time. Just like this.
Very interesting Alpha perspective.
One night a few years ago I attended the wedding of a fag hag’s friend. My fag hag asked me along as her date when her “guy of the week” backed out. Since I’m always interested in free alcohol and a dancefloor, I accepted.
While my friend socialized, I spent my time fluttering around the packed reception hall looking for hot guys. Almost immediately, I saw an incredibly muscular black male around my height (5′10″) whose upper body was straining the seams on his fitted and expensive suit. He looked something like this:
Instantly, everyone else disappeared from my view, including the chunky blonde white girl on his arm. I couldn’t take my eyes off of him. He felt like the center of gravity in the room, and everything seemed to swirl around his intense confidence. It was mesmerizing.
So I positioned myself in his field of view nearby, smiled, and noticed that his rum and Coke was nearly empty. So I went by him casually and told him that I was getting another drink and asked if he’d like me to fetch one for him as well. He looked me over in a moment of eternal tension, smiled cautiously, and said, “Sure thing, man.”
When I returned with his drink, his date had conveniently disappeared into the restroom with her friends. Perfect opportunity. After asking his name (Sam) and about his association to the mostly-white wedding party, I segued into asking him about his weightlifting. Turned out he was a bodyguard for a well-known televangelist and also a highway patrolman, which led to more animated conversation.
Once his girlfriend returned, I pleasantly excused myself, but remained in the area. Every time his drink ran low, I arrived with a refill. Sam quickly realized that I was treating him with more respect and honor than his girlfriend. He clearly liked the attention. So by the end of the night, Sam asked me to call him.
After a few weeks of occasional texting, Sam asked me to come to his condo downtown early one Friday night. The place was jaw-dropping: exposed brick, open, loft-like floor plan, Brazilian hardwood floors, granite countertops, and perfect accent lighting everywhere.
Sam was cooking beef tips in some sort of reduction with asparagus, mushrooms, and onions, as well as some rice with tomatoes and cilantro. I was immediately embarrassed; no Man should be cooking for me. However, I kept silent (it was his house, after all), instead offering to set out the dishes on his long, knotted dining room table. After I finished, Sam offered me a glass of his Merlot, which I gladly accepted (I was terrified).
Then Sam did something distinct to change the nature of our friendship. He put the spoon down and said, firmly, “Here, finish cooking this.” I took the spoon and began working while Sam went over to the breakfast bar and sat down. From there, he watched me work for him as he sipped his wine.
Conversation over dinner was pleasant enough, although my heart felt like it skipped every other beat. We mostly talked about religion. But Sam wanted to talk about something else.
“I really appreciate that you’re submissive,” he said casually. I tensed noticeably. Sam liked that reaction. “The way you were getting my drinks at the wedding and paying attention to me … I really like that in a person.”
It was one of the few times in my life when I simply couldn’t speak. I tried to smile, some weak and awkward smirk as my mind searched for the proper response. “Yeah, well I’m glad,” I mumbled, adding, “I just like to be nice to people, I guess.”
“Uh huh,” Sam said, standing up. He put a hand under my right armpit. “C’mon,” he said, almost growling.
Sam led me into his huge, dark bedroom. Floor-to-ceiling windows lined one wall, and the lights outside streamed across the king-sized bed in the center of the room. Once inside, he turned and pulled me to him. His body was huge, like the Earth; being held by him was like being held by boulders. I’ve been blessed to be with many well-built Men, but Sam was by far the largest. My hands reflexively began to search his muscular frame.
The whole time Sam watched me, a smile crossing his face. “You like that?” he whispered in my ear. My mouth was too dry to answer.
Sam lightly picked me up and placed me on the bed. Casually, he took off his clothes; first, the maroon Oxford shirt, then the tight jeans, and finally the yellow bikini brief, until he was standing in front of me completely and gloriously naked. Then he gently fell onto the bed next to me.
“Now it’s your turn,” he ordered, nudging me on the back. Waves of body image insecurities flooded through me. How could I strip down in front of this muscular black god and reveal my puny, even pudgy white body? I was terrified, but I had to comply.
I skipped the sensual strip tease, opting instead for a quick “get it over with” approach. But as I finished, Sam said, “Stop.” I stood there naked, waiting for him to kick me out of his condo.
Instead, Sam smiled. “Stand over by that window.” Although confused, I complied. I felt even more exposed next to the open window, light from the street illuminating my unformed body.
“Perfect,” Sam muttered to my astonishment. Then Sam smiled so brightly that I could see his straight teeth through the darkness. “Come over here.”
Once in bed, Sam immediately grabbed my head and forced it down on his huge, fat cock. He fucked my mouth from multiple angles, every time his strong hands were around the back of my head or around my throat.
At one point Sam was sitting in bed, with me on my stomach in between his legs servicing him. Sam reached down and began spanking me. At first the hits were light, but they quickly evolved into vicious swipes. After every few, Sam would run a finger between my ass cheeks and gently probe by hole. I would arch my ass into the air, grinding into his exploratory fingers. Mainly, though, I didn’t want him to hit me anymore.
“You like that, huh?” Sam growled as he watched me writhe on the bed under his command. I mumbled in agreement as best as I could with an eight inch cock in my mouth.
Sam pulled my head off of his cock and slammed it firmly into the mattress. He climbed around behind me and began poking the fat head of his cock at my tiny little ass pussy.
“You want that, don’t you bitch?” Then another hard slap on my reddening ass.
I felt like I couldn’t breathe, my face held in the blankets and my body balled up against Sam’s immovable mass. I could feel Sam working his cock against my rebellious hole.
I began to feel panicked. “What about a condom?” I coughed into the mattress.
Sam’s only reply was to push his enormous cock into me in one long stroke. The pain was incredible, but nothing compared to what it felt like to have Sam then hold me down and angrily buttfuck me. He certainly wasn’t gentle, punctuating every few thrusts with another stinging slap.
“Uhhhhh, bitch, you’re so fucking tight.”
I felt like I might pass out, unsure of what to do. Then, suddenly, Sam’s home phone rang. “Aw, shit,” Sam bellowed as he pulled his cock out of me. I collapsed on the bed, turning to watch his enormous frame bound across the room to the phone. After a few short muffled sentences, Sam slammed the phone down.
“Been an accident on I-270, and I gotta go,” said Sam as he hurriedly picked clothes from the floor and forced them over his bulging body.
As he finished dressing, he came to the bed and loomed over me. “Stay here. I’ll only be gone two hours. I want to finish in you when I get back,” he said, staring directly into my eyes. My tiny cock leaked precum at the command.
After Sam left, I shivered in his bed. Eventually I went into the bathroom, where I discovered my asshole was bleeding slightly from the intrusion. I looked at my burning ass in the mirror; it was slashed with finger-like red marks.
My mind was racing – did Sam just try to rape me? Does he practice safe sex? If he’s this violent on the first visit, what might the future hold?
Terrified – and yet unsure of my true nature as a fag – I collected my clothes and ran out of Sam’s condo. I never heard from him again. A year later I went by his place, only to see a realty company sign in the window.
Rarely a month goes by that I don’t think about Sam and the way his natural Alpha instincts led to one of the defining encounters of my life. Had I been a better, more secure faggot at the time, I might’ve found myself in a fulfilling relationship faithfully serving a glorious god of a Man. My own fears and lack of personal insight prevented that from happening.
But I still have the memory, and it helps to motivate me even today.
First and easiest answer is to look online. Grindr, A4A, Recon and Craigslist. Second and more difficult answer is more organic. Find an alpha male and start doing things for him. Simple at first, opening doors and stuff, then up it to asking him if you can bring him a drink or food, then up it again and ask if he needs help cleaning, cooking or doing laundry – a true alpha male will see you for what you are at this point and you’ll end up on your knees with his dick in his mouth
Pretty good advice from an Alpha regarding those first few tricky steps to find an Alpha to serve. I’ve done this many times, and it works.
Many of the boys who bully fags at school do what they do because of high testosterone levels and their own basic alpha chemistry, which compels them to dominate and humiliate weaker males. Most say they are sexually aroused by the bullying, just as the fags are excited to be the recipients of it.
Bullying fags is a win/win…it helps the boys develop their sense of manliness and teaches the fags their place. It can never start too early.
It’s Nature, not Nurture.
I suppose I’ve reached a milestone of sorts. This month-old blog has accumulated 500 followers, which seems significant to me. And quite unexpected.
As a fag, I’m accustomed to serving without receiving appreciation or gratitude. However, this Tumblr experience has been rewarding for me personally mainly because of the people I’ve met and the sharing of philosophies with other fags and my Alpha superiors.
I’m hoping to expand into some other areas soon. Hopefully I can continue to reach out and help others develop a path that leads to greater personal fulfillment.
To my fellow fags: continue to serve Men everyday, because they deserve our worship.
To my beloved Alphas: Thank you for your example, Sirs. Please continue to mold the world to your advantage and make it a better place for everyone.
I am sorry I have not been posting recently. Thank you for the many messages expressing concern/annoyance with my disappearance. I know I left you hanging with unresolved questions about my service to Rex.
Rex returned from His vacation determined to have me set aside any anxiety and to focus solely on serving Him. It was pretty exciting to have Him behave so aggressively. It got rough for me emotionally one evening when He spent time carefully reviewing my blog and some of the blogs I have been following. He found every humiliating thing ever posted by a faggot and asked if I wanted Him to do that. Whenever I declined a suggestion, He had me “unfollow” that blog. He had never done anything like that, and it was embarrassing and difficult for me.
But then, something truly awful happened. My father died suddenly from a heart attack. He had not been ill as far as anyone knew, so it was a huge shock to me and my family. I am not going to say much more about that in this blog.
However, it is important for you to know that Rex has been amazing. He has shown me the gentle support and comfort only an Alpha can give. I had not expected so much tenderness from Him. He went to the funeral and charmed my entire family. I was feeling pretty vulnerable, and Rex seemed to know just what to do to ensure I remain loyal and devoted to Him. I have never been more sure of my desire to serve Him.
I am just getting back to work this week and still a bit overwhelmed by everything. I will try to give you a fuller update soon.
Not only is this fellow fag a hero of mine, but his Rex is the kind of Alpha every one of us longs to serve. An inspiration.
There are quite a few guys online claiming to be Alphas and demanding “fag cash” from “inferiors.” Aside from an occasional glimpse at their feet (not always a pretty sight), they mostly seem to use Googled pictures of hot guys to entice fags to pay them tributes.
Would a real Alpha need to resort to this level of deceit and obfuscation? It seems a real Alpha would be confident enough to display Himself proudly to inferior fags He intends to use in some way.
If an Alpha truly believes He deserves worship and tributes from faggots, then He should be willing to demonstrate His superiority in some way other than writing derogatory and anonymous comments to phony pictures of muscled Men. If you’re going to take fag money, at least have the courage to do in a manner that would befit any real Alpha male.
If not, then you’re not really an Alpha. You’re just another phony internet pretender hiding behind hot pictures.
(I apologize to any true Alphas who may read this. I recognize my inferiority and understand that it is not my place to speak like this. However, phony internet Alphas embarrass you Sirs who truly deserve our worship. Thank you, Sirs, for Your understanding, and please forgive me.)
I do love watching straight porn sometimes.
Ultimately, Alphas are meant to breed Women and conquer the world. His purpose is to own and control everything and everyone around Him. The world gives Him adoration. Women give Him children. Seeing an Alpha fulfill these things turns me on quite a bit.
Fags, on the other hand, are merely cumrags to straight gods. Servants. Fags are useful objects Alphas own to obtain pleasure or satisfaction. But whatever we can give Him to help him fulfill this purpose is better than never serving Him at all.
A cocksucker does much more than just suck your dick and bring you to orgasm.
1. He also worships your manhood. A cocksucker understands the enormous privilege he has when you allow him to suck your cock.The more you give it to him the hungrier he gets and the better he will perform, devoting himself exclusively to your total pleasure.
2, A good cocksucker makes your dick the center of the world while he’s on his knees. That’s a big turn-on for most men.
3. You don’t have to feel guilty about using a cocksucker instead of having mutual sex with him. A cocksucker wants to be used, wants to make it all about you and your pleasure, your cock, your masculinity. He’s on his knees to serve you, his feeder. A cocksucker doesn’t expect or want reciprocation. He is happy to go after he has served you.
4. A cocksucker allows you to express your dominance, as the cocksucker necessarily submits to you and allows himself to be used. Most men love to be dominant, and you can’t get much more dominant over another man than by using him for sexual pleasure and sticking your dick in his mouth. Having your cock worshipped by another man, on his knees, and seeing the hunger and need in his eyes, amplifies your power and reinforces your dominance. Over time you become more superior.
5. A cocksucker will allow your superiority to inform and guide his worship.In turn this will enable you to realise, if you didn’t already, that you can get a cocksucker to serve you any way you want and you don’t need to hold back.
6. Cocksuckers expect to be used this way. Its how they are and what they need to be fulfilled.
This is why men use cocksuckers. Or could if they wanted to.If you’re a feeder reading this, I’d love to hear what your cocksucker does for you and how it makes you feel.
A brilliant look at why Alphas use fags so often, and why fags love it.
This may be hard to believe, but I’m not “gay” I’d be willing to bet (sorry sir, that’s a figure of speech) that most faggots are not gay.
I only like being called a faggot, when it’s used in a non violent, not threatening way, by a straight man.
When faggot is used as a protective wall, by a straight alpha male, it keeps the relationship in perspective. An alpha male has no problems using a faggot to fill needs he may otherwise have to “struggle” for. Things faggots feel that he should not have to struggle for. In fact it gives them joy, and satisfaction to do so.
Faggots are not weak, nor are we generally stupid. IF, we are true to who we are however, we are “inferior” to all other males. It takes a strong person to A) admit this to themselves and B) actually live it, and not fuck up other people’s lives. We are “inferior”, because what we need is not love. We don’t fit into the typical social hierarchy; can’t marry a woman, don’t want to marry man. Since we don’t want to have “sex” with men, a gay relationship doesn’t really work for a faggot, but it’s as close to society as a faggot can get.
As a faggot, I don’t want to hug, and kiss, a man. I don’t want to hold his hands, and certainly wouldn’t want want to marry a man. I’m a man, in a man’s body, and I love being being a man.
Faggots want be used in a non hateful way, for the purposes of making an apha males life more pleasant. We feed off of the happiness of others, but not at “our expense”.
Alpha men, know the world is theirs, and faggots know that alphas are their world. Alphas understand a faggots need to serve him, they may not fully comprehend why a faggot is this way, but they play along with it, and take full advantage of a faggot.
If you’re an alpha, or a faggot, you know of what I speak.
Another great perspective on the Alpha/fag dynamic.
Even within the realm of dominance, there are moments where tenderness is called for. Where you need to hold your boy. Where you need to give him some loving. Even in those moments, you can still hold him down and thoroughly own his hole.
There is a need to be careful with this unless You want us fags to fall in love and become clingy. In reality, fags are inferior Women, and if an Alpha wanted a desperate, needy clinger, he’d be with a female.
Yesterday I was out and about minding my own business when I saw some guy staring at my crotch. I smirked thinking “what a faggot”. I went on and before I knew it he was following me I turned and said “what do u want fag?” He started denying it claiming he was straight. I then whipped out my phone and showed him a pic of my cock, u should have seen the precum dripping threw his joggers
This experience demonstrates that, when an Alpha or a fag comprehends their respective reality, all things are possible. When an Alpha understands the needs of a fag, they do not hesitate to tease or lure the fag into service to them. And when a fag understands the needs of Men, it will not hesitate to offer itself in service to Men.
A straight friend of mine texted me to brag about fucking a girl last night. He loves to flaunt his conquests to me because he knows how it makes me drool.
“What did you do with the condom afterwards?” I asked.
“Threw it away,” he texted back.
“You shouldn’t waste your cum like that!” I texted indignantly. My fag mind reeled at the loss of precious jizz. So I followed that with an idea: “Next time, tie it up and give it to me.”
Moments passed. I thought my friend might be too revolted to respond. Then came a reply: “What would you do with it?”
“I would swallow every drop,” I texted back.
“Would you warm it up first?” my friend asked, oddly curious.
“Why? Warm or cold, it came from your cock. I would savor it.”
More minutes passed, and I was sure I lost him.
Then came this reply from him: “Dude, you talking about swallowing my cum has got me rock hard. Talk to me. Talk to me about how you would suck my cock. I need to cum.”
So I texted him a scenario (I’m a pretty skilled faggot in the sexting game), and before too long, he sent the photo above.
“Thanks, fag, you’re the best,” he replied, adding, “I’ll give you more if you keep being a good boy.”
A fag’s work is never done … THANK GOODNESS.
When your Str8 roommate likes to fuck with your head a little.
This is SO TRUE. I can’t tell you the number of times straight friends have put their feet in my face, or displayed their calves (I have a thing for calves for whatever reason) or other body parts that they know I like. They love making fags squirm almost as much as fags love to make them squirm.
The guy in this photo has a body that reminds me of an Alpha I served for several years. His name was Aaron, and he was incredible. Aaron’s body looked like this guy, but he had a face like Taylor Lautner. Needless to say, Aaron had a lot of girls after him, but he also loved having a fag to service him, pay for things, and give him whatever he demanded.
He would sometimes spend the night when he wasn’t with a girl or at the gym. When he was ready to go to sleep, he would come up behind me, run his fingers through my hair, and tell me, softly but firmly, “We’re going to bed now.” I didn’t need much convincing.
Every once in a while when he was feeling particularly dominant, he would stand in front of me and growl, “Kiss my feet.” That usually was the precursor to a lot of body worship.
Eventually Aaron married and moved away. Every so often I catch the sweet smell of Aaron’s musk in the air, and I almost weep from the memory,
“Should’ve used you years ago,” Aaron said to me after he felt my tight throat around his fat Alpha cock. Girls had tried to please him orally in the past, but Aaron couldn’t get off that way because they just weren’t good enough.
And then He finally used me, his fag friend who had been offering my services to Him for a while. He always resisted, of course, because He was straight (although He loved the attention). He would let me massage His feet, rub His wide, muscular shoulders, and occasionally even kiss His neck, but He would never let me service His cock.
But after He unloaded into my stomach with a wall-rattling moan, I became His personal cocksucking fag. He enjoyed having me there to provide Him with pleasure whenever He needed it, and I loved being used by Him. He continued to use me for many years despite His numerous girlfriends and hookups.
And that’s how I learned this: Straight Alphas have the confidence to bend the rules of their own sexuality when they find something they really, really like.
Sometimes being in pain is what it takes to serve ur top boys. Don’t be afraid to moan and grunt a little and let them know their big cock is hurting your cunt but never complain. It’s the most disrespectful and annoying thing a faggot can do.
I learned this lesson the hard way when an Alpha beat on me after I complained that he was hurting me. My advice to fags: if you can’t handle large dicks in your pussy or can’t handle being manhandled, then you shouldn’t be there in the first place. Find a small dildo and masturbate instead.
Sir, I would love to kiss Your feet, right now. Not just because it is Your right as a Real Man, but also to simply thank You for being an Enlightened God!
Straight Alphas are quite narcissistic and absolutely love compliments and admiration. This is one proven method to coax an Alpha into using you.
Recently I’ve noticed something extremely interesting. The difference between a good fag and a bad one is one which actually enjoys the fact that he is pleasing his master not indirectly pleasing himself. It’s okay for a fag to enjoy pleasing his master as long as the pleasuring of the alpha is more important to him than his own.
Married cock. Alpha Males are discovering the pleasures available to them from seasoned and mature subs like myself who offer them no complications, demands, or drama. The implicit barrier between us is constantly there: fag serving Man, the ring on His finger a constant reminder of my privileged but limited role to Him. i stoke His ego in ways His wife never could – the worshipful touch of my lips as they glide over His shaft, the appreciative strokes of my tongue, the look of pure submission in my eyes as i gratefully swallow His release, and always begging Him for the next opportunity to serve Him.
But there’s still one thing these married Men have yet to fully comprehend. While the concept of monogamy is not something by which an Alpha Breeder should be bound it is an innate trait in the sub’s psyche to give itself solely to one Master. The Married Alpha who finds a sub tailor-made for His particular needs and demands can experience the unique satisfaction of exclusive rights to a sub’s pussy. Owning a sub is a power trip unlike anything else. And keeping that fag in chastity and forced abstinence takes it to a whole other level.
Exactly. Well said.
Before I go any further, let’s establish a rule: not every straight Man wants to be served by a fag. Some Men are simply STRAIGHT. The male body fills some Men with a disgust (although I theorize that it has more to do with their own body image/insecurities), and the idea of using another Man is dirty or uncomfortable for them. These Men are typically grossed out by their own semen, let alone anything that feels remotely “gay.”
You don’t want these guys anyway. Instead, we focus our fag attention on something a bit more elusive, but ultimately much more fulfilling: the Straight Alpha Male.
Contrary to the frustrated complaints of some disappointed fags, Alpha Males are not mythical unicorns that exist only on heated Tumblr blogs. They’re EVERYWHERE. Look around crowded places (malls, party spots, grocery stores, gyms) and they quickly reveal themselves in their steady gaze, their calm, upright posture, and their easy smile. And these Alphas aren’t always Men who are “tall” or “good looking” or have “big muscles,” either; I’ve known some short, odd-looking Alphas who absolutely controlled everything, including me. Alphas cannot be defined by clumsy, ignorant descriptions anyway.
You must understand that these Alphas are Men born to rule others; they appreciate this destiny inherently, and they have had their entire lifetime to adjust to that reality. They are quite secure in themselves and what they deserve.
Which brings me to my next point: Alpha Males have enjoyed worship from everybody for so long that they quite easily accept it from everyone who approaches. That doesn’t mean that every Alpha will want to fuck every fag that presents itself to Him, but it does mean that Alphas in general understand the role fags play in their world. To Alphas, fags are simply the most extreme example of the submission they generally see from the world around them. The submissiveness and depravity of a fag might unnerve a normal straight Man, but Alphas understand this as the natural position of everything not associated with themselves.
The other thing an Alpha knows well is the effect His body and His presence have on others, particularly fags. You see this clearly when you watch young Alphas as they test this power; they scan for attentive gazes as they adjust themselves, or put their bare feet up, or take off their shirt. The development of this ability allows Alphas to identify fags and other submissives susceptible to their control.
With that understanding of the Alpha mentality, let’s try to answer the big question: can you find an Alpha to serve?
Answer: ABSOLUTELY! And while every Alpha is a unique and amazing force, here are some general things to keep in mind:
(1) The center of their power is their cock. If you let an Alpha know that his dick attracts your unwavering attention, he will understand and probably accept such interest. I once had an Alpha tell me this: “The center of MY world is MY cock, and the center of YOUR world (meaning me) is MY cock.” That says it all for me. i will often get myself at cock-level as often as possible so that I can look up at Him. Viewing other humans submitting to His cock is like catnip for an Alpha.
(2) Always be attentive to their needs first. Obviously this is of paramount importance in the bedroom (or wherever He decides to use you), but I’m referring to a general attentiveness. An Alpha is a King, and He appreciates even the slightest gestures of servitude from a lesser human. Offering to get Him water after a workout will get his attention. Offering Him ball tickets or other manly gifts will also trigger His dominance. I once washed and waxed an Alpha’s car one afternoon as he worked at his job – the exclamations of “I wish I had somebody like you” from his astonished co-workers brought a huge, confident smile from Him.
(3) Alphas are Men, and Men are sensory-based creatures. Men love watching their dicks penetrating objects and people (the reason why Men love to fuck with the lights on) and savoring the tastes and smells of sex. Watch any straight Man orgasm, and every time He is absolutely captivated by the sight and dominating power of shooting His cum on everything. In keeping with a Man’s sensory nature, a fag should have at least some attractive characteristics, even if it is something as simple as cleanliness or good grooming. I’m constantly shocked by fags who are grotesquely out-of-shape, dirty, or unpleasantly hairy. There might be some Straight Alpha Males who might use a fag like this once or twice, but they’re more inclined to use fags who look visually pleasing and are tolerably attractive.
(4) Submission in all forms wins His favor. It’s no surprise that foot worship plays such a huge role in the Alpha/fag dynamic – there are few actions that demonstrate the submission of one person to another better than seeing that submissive person kiss or worship at his dominant partner’s feet. I have used foot worship successfully many times with straight Alphas to help them accept my role and my willingness to submit to them. It is a powerful, instinctual method to bring out the dominance in the Alpha you seek to serve.
(5) Do not become emotionally attached. I’ve known far too many fags who attempt to be Women, thinking they can somehow bribe or blackmail an Alpha with sex/favors in order to get the Alpha to care about them romantically. I made this mistake with two of my earliest Alphas, and I paid dearly for it. Remember: Alphas do not want to marry a fag and/or adopt babies with a fag. They probably don’t even want to live with a fag unless they can enslave the fag and control it completely. Alphas view fags as a Fleshlight or some other tool of satisfaction. To an Alpha, a fag is a punching bag with two holes that will clean the bathroom when ordered. If the Alpha really approves of the fag, He may come to view the fag like He might view a beloved car or dog, a possession that enriches His life. If you reach that level of acceptance from an Alpha, you’ve reached the pinnacle of your existence.
(6) Give Him whatever He wants. In some ways, this point works in tandem with point #4. Once a fag understands its role in the life of an Alpha, it becomes easier for the fag to dismantle its defenses and allow the Alpha to take over. And believe me, Alphas know how to take over. Once a fag has presented itself for use, an Alpha will easily understand that He can do anything with the fag’s body and mind, Again, this kind of submission is catnip for an Alpha who has an insatiable hunger for worship.
With this understanding, I have been blessed to serve many straight Alphas despite the fact that I’m not the world’s most beautiful, gym-worked fag. In my experience, straight Alphas don’t want a flaming pretty boy as much as they want submission, a positive attitude, and an insatiable desire to serve them.
So train your minds, fags, and open yourself up for service. The Alphas around you will pick up your scent eventually, and move in for the kill.
Gosh! Thank you! I actually wasn’t happy with that post, but I had to get SOMETHING down in writing before I really start roughing in the details around here. So much to write about, and so little time! Thanks again! (By the way, love the blog and your writing style! Looking forward to the novella!)
Thank you very much! I’m fairly new to the Tumblr thing, but I’m learning quickly. It’s been a revelation to see so many great blogs out there (like yours) devoted to the Alpha/fag dynamic. It’s been around for centuries, and it’s about time it was addressed properly!
I intend to do much more writing, but my Alphas have been keeping me incredibly busy of late. Straight Alpha males have an insatiable need for service and attention, and I was born to provide that for them.
I imagine many of you reading this can appreciate that, too.