The smell of an Alpha’s cock and balls is absolutely the most powerful scent on Earth. I really wish more Men appreciated how easily they can control weaker creatures with their natural scent.
GOD @JustCMH is definitely an aggressive Alpha fucker, but he mostly limits himself to breeding faggot throats.
But every so often he’s overtaken by the need to really get down and dirty with a faggot (like most Alphas). And on a recent day he cornered an Asian faggot in a warehouse and used it thoroughly. You can view the entire episode here, but I wanted to provide a couple of my favorite moments.
I love seeing my faggot brothers like @vegasfaggot proudly wearing shirts from officialhierarchy.com while serving Men like @ConsensualKing! MAKE IT KNOWN!
Here is @got8inches releasing his Alpha seed into the wild to feed his earth.
This post is part of a thread chronicling the young Apex Alphahood of King Phillip, a college Alpha who owns faggots. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!
The other day I was sifting through the seemingly endless images on this site when I came across the above header image for King Phillip. I thought, “Hmmm, it’s been a little while since I heard from him.” Then, of course, a million other issues distracted me and prevented me from reaching out to him.
But then, by some miracle, the next day a faggot named Lucas reached out to me about King Phillip. It seems that Lucas was once owned and used by King Phillip, and instantly recognized its former Master in my first post about him.
I guess, like scent training, there’s also text training.
Once Lucas confirmed that it was, indeed, it’s former owner, it went on to tell me about being his personal faggot.
It was mind blowing. He oozes power. I get hard every time I think about serving him.
Where do I even start! Your post about him was so accurate. His cock is incredible. I was the faggot that was loaned to King Phillip from Master Tom. After serving King Phillip, I knew that this was a true Alpha. Having him as a reference point made me choose King Phillip over Tom.
We met because my Dom was looking for someone to train me while I was in college. I feel so lucky to have had the chance to finally serve King Phillip. Just typing His name makes me entire body shake.
He spoke with Master Tom. I loved the idea of King Phillip learning all my kinks and triggers from a Dominant who knew me well. I was owned by Master Tom for quite some time. They got connected and hit it off. Right away I knew King Phillip was a true Alpha. He quickly saw through my needs, wants, desires and fantasies. And he made me crave his attention.
He didn’t even ask for my availabilities. I was sitting at my table eating dinner when I got the text. He sent me instructions. I’m trying to find the text, I look back on it when I crave true power. He texted me: “You are my faggot slave. And I’m going to own you tonight.” There was no discussion. It was truth. It was hierarchy. My body instantly shook with this truth. It felt so good to be seen. “You will leave your cock cage out for me to use, and you will strip down naked. You will wait for me, in your room with your house key in the mailbox. You will be hooded and wearing your noise cancelling headphones. And you will stay waiting until I arrive.” He didn’t ask if I agreed, he just knew I would listen.
I didn’t hear him come in of course. I was just in position in my room, headphones on, and hooded. It must have been minutes when I decided to get out of position and check my phone. And at that very second I felt a hand grab my fag clit and another rip off my headphones and then I heard him sneer in my ear “did I say to move, faggot?”
He had been there, watching me and inspecting me without me knowing.
My body was overcome with obedience. I knew that I was in the presence of a true Alpha.
It wasn’t roleplay to him. This was a way of life.
I remember the next thing he did was to touch my precum and reinforce the pathetic nature of my clit. He circled his thumb on the tip of my cock, gathering the precum that had started to drip, and stuffed it in my mouth. He asked me what his power tasted like.
Sam the night went on for another 2 hours. I was in total ecstasy. The problem with it is that every moment was evidence of his Alphahood. I could write an essay on every minute. The way he said: “Lay on your stomach and kiss my feet and stay there until I snap my fingers.” The way he told me the purpose of my holes. The way he touched my body. Everything was pure ecstasy.
I have never felt more in awe of a human being. He truly has a way into your mind. His voice is pure sex. He has the most amazing cock. Sam this Man is truly an apex Alpha.
I don’t know if I’ve ever heard a faggot speak so rhapsodically about an Alpha before! The faggot’s words were nearly hysterical with excitement!
I loved it.
There are a few other things that he instilled in me as a slave. The first was his clear need to be orally serviced. Unlike other dominants who asked me to suck their cocks, he just pointed to his thick hung penis and said “hole here.” It made me leap into action.
He made sure I knew how he liked his cock sucked. He would lean back and just look at me, waiting for me to adjust my strategy to pleasure him. I knew I wasn’t serving correctly when my hair would be pulled up. I knew I was serving correctly when my mouth would be held deep on his cock.
I believe that it is possible to cunt a faggot in the throat. He fucked me throat so deeply that to this day, I still feel the remnants of his cock deep in my throat, engrained as a memory. Is it weird to say that even when I speak now, I think of his cock in my throat. It has left an imprint.
I absolutely agree with Lucas about throat cunting. Like Lucas, I can still feel certain cocks I’ve sucked in my throat.
Needless to say, I was so thrilled by what I learned about King Phillip from his former faggot that I simply had to reach out and see if he’d be willing to talk to me on the phone (I just had to hear him speak!).
Much to my surprise, he was willing to call me!
So he called. First thing he said to me: “Put my number in your phone as ‘King Phillip’, faggot.” PURE HEAVEN.
We talked for about an hour, and everything Lucas described above is completely accurate. King Phillip speaks in precise, direct ways with faggots, a manner that works like fag hypnosis. He is supremely confident and dangerously intelligent. If I were a less-disciplined faggot, I might’ve been tempted to unlock my cage and try to masturbate – THAT’S his effect on the faggot mind.
King Phillip is an astounding find. He perfectly encapsulates everything that is unique and godly about Apex Alphas. The deep impression he left in his former faggot is proof enough of that.
I thank King Phillip and his former faggot Lucas for sharing their experiences. They are living evidence of the phrase HIERARCHY IS TRUTH!
This post is part of a thread following the rise of Master Joel, an 16-year-old straight Alpha from Sweden who has discovered faggot ownership. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Men mature physically and emotionally at different rates. Some Men know what they are and what they want practically from birth, and are powerful enough to take what they want regardless of age.
That’s why arbitrary societal laws governing the ages of acceptable behavior for young people are so useless. Some very young people – particularly budding Apex Alphas – are already in full control.
When I first met Master Joel, a 16-year-old Alpha from Sweden, that point was driven home dramatically.
Here’s how Master Joel greeted me on the FWA Discord server:
I am a straight alpha “boy”, freshly turned 16. I have been toying with faggots and slaves for quite a while. It all started when i was 16. A faggot that i was bullying came to me and asked me to give me head. Without hesitation i showed him my cock and force fucked his throat.
Ever since then i’ve been hooked to faggots serving me, even though i like pussy. I got so hooked that at one point i owned 4 older fags online and 2 in school.
WOW! What an introduction!
Master Joel had a couple of burning questions to ask me. In them I think you will see his already-advanced nature:
Now to my questions. One fag in school recently asked for my “divine poop and piss”. First of all, im fully aware that everything about me is devine, but why do faggots crave piss and poop so much? Am i not giving them enough?
Now on to my second question. Since i own my two fags in school and im allowed to do basically anything to them since they are my property, i wont really talk about them, more in general. Ive had… urges (i dont really know the real term for this) to rape faggots a lot. Should i embrace this “urge” or should i suppress this? Is it normal for an alpha to rape faggots? I love the thought of raping faggots, being in total control of them even if they might not like to be raped (which they should, im serving them my alpha cock).
These are huge Hierarchical questions for an 16-year-old to ponder, but as you can see, Master Joel is already working out the limits to his expanding power.
I asked this question now because im currently training three 16 year old swedish fags (15 is legal in sweden), btw they are very slutty and beautiful for being boys. Anyway, they always ask me to rape them which i find really interesting. If they are asking me to rape them, is it really rape? Of course i want to use them for my own pleasure, much like a living fleshlight. But what is really rape, and what is consent?
I explained the difference between those two things, and Master Joel seemed relieved.
Then he mentioned something extraordinary: he’s already caged all three of his training faggots! Imagine being a 16-year-old faggot owned and caged by an 16-year-old god! I can tell you, my high school experience was nothing like that!
They are not allowed to cum at all, not even when i breed them. And i force them to keep my alpha cum in them for as long as possible. I want them to be horny at all times so i can use them whenever i need to. We’ve talked about cum being a reward, and of course breeding. My fags love my piss, my gym sweat and other dirty things. How can i use that to my advantage? Are there any games i can play with my fags surrounding piss, sweat and other kinks?
Again, very advanced questions, especially for a young straight Alpha! Then he mentioned something else that blew my mind:
Ive also been toying with the idea of smegma. I have foreskin like many other european brothers. But i want to use my foreskin to gain even more control over my fags. And i think smegma is a great technique to control fags. The scent is amazing to fags and the taste as well. Smeg cock is a bit like piss, its dirty but fun. And i feel like i can control my objects with it. Smegma is basically sweat and other fluids and skin i think. Either way, you need to pee in a specific way, workout HARD, “protect” the glans from sucking and water and a bunch more. But the results are amazing. Smegma smells SO good to fags. Its a strong musky smell, a bit like cum, sweat and piss blended together. It will hypnotize ANY fag.
Then Master Joel showed off his big uncut dick.
So then I asked Master Joel about his life to this point.
Here is my origin story, if you will:
I have always had a dominant personality, even in elementary school. I always got the attention from girls and i could basically make girls, and boys alike do stuff for me. Whether it was “get me some water” or “bring me a pen” i was always in control.
But i truly found out my power, purpose if you will, when i was 15. In the age that i started to feel the need, the urge to fuck and cum, everyday, 24/7. I had already lost my virginity to a beautiful cheerleader girl at the age of 14 but i never really got satisfied with any of the girls. I needed something more, more often and more obedient.
There was this guy, named Alex in another school. Since i was popular i basically knew everybody, he was no stranger. I never really liked him but i heard rumors about him being homo or better yet, a fag. The concept of gay people was still fairly new to me but i got the feeling that i could use the fags to please me. My older brother told me stories where his buddy sucked him off. I took inspiration from my brother (who was an amazing alpha) and started to play around with the idea of fags.
I went to a party where i also found Alex, later that night i throat fucked Alex with my 17cm cock, totally destroyed him both mentally and physically. He basically became a whore. That day was an eye opener. The birth of a god.
Since then ive been using and owning different fags to please my sexual desires. Right now my focus lies on exploring different kinks and fetishes to better control and reward my fags. Ive tried some brainwashing, piss, hypno and now im exploring the world of scents, mostly smegma.
I’m looking forward to see which boundaries i will push, which fags i will break and i will continue to explore the pleasure of me, Master Joel.
But then, following that, he said something truly remarkable:
I also want to touch on an issue ive seen in this community. Mainly the word “worship”. I think that word is very misused. To be worshipped is not just to get head or a fag begging to pee on them. Worshipping is also loving and caring acts from a fag to its master. Such as a simple massage after a hard day’s work, preparing a hot bath or other small acts. I want to open up the idea of a loving fag to alphas. Sure, fags are mainly for us alphas to use and control in sexual ways but they also want to show their own gratitude to us in nonsexual ways.
AMAZING INSIGHT! So few Alphas understand the deeper magic of Hierarchical dynamics the way Master Joel does!
Over the couple of weeks we’ve sporadically spoken there have been several developments. First and foremost, Master Joel took possession of his first online cash fag!
Just an update on my alphahood. I now own a 46 year old cashfag. It has been really fun so far. I will recieve his REAL personal credit and debit card soon for me to use however i want. Im planning on taking out a cute girl soon so im paying for that with my fags money lol. He lives far away from me so he will travel a long distance JUST to deliver the cards and smell my feet and drink my piss. Hahahahaha this faggot is travelling 300 miles to see me. Pathetic whore.
In addition, Master Joel asked about mentorship. Like many Alphas, Master Joel feels the need to improve himself and understand his place with the guidance of an experienced Apex Alpha. I recommended Sir Tazian to him.
Ok sam, introduce me to him and i can take it from there probably. Would be really thankful for that if you made that work. Im aware that i need to work a lot more and learn from the greatest.
Humility is something rare in Alphas, and so precious.
And, like many things in a young Alpha’s life, so fleeting. Almost in the same breath Master Joel started bragging about deflowering a girl (I saw a pic … very pretty) and then using his faggot afterward.
So faggot, one of my fags came over today to spend some time with its master, aka me. And i was just watching a movie and i was manspreading. It just came over and started to smell my cock area. It even started to touch its clit. Is this because of the pheromones controlling the faggot? It always asks if it can smell it. (Then after sucking my cock) it cleaned my feet and licked up the cum from the floor. I usually cum with a lot of force and the fag wanted to get it on its face so by pure force i “missed” and got some on the floor.
Can you sense the overwhelming power growing from within Master Joel? He’s unstoppable.
There are no human laws guiding the creation of Master Joel. Only Natural Law governs him.
And Natural Law tells him, “Go forth, my blessed son, and take the Earth, for it is yours.”
That’s exactly what this incredible new Apex Alpha is going to do!
Thank you, Master Joel, for everything you are!
My interview with the incomparable porn star Angel Rivera (@angelriveraxxx)!
The YouTube channel continues to slowly grow! This was a good interview about an important topic!
So I was pretty sure I was a faggot, all the signs are there. I’m a total bottom, I love to service and give myself to strong, confident, powerful men. I’m constantly searching for Alphas. I get so turned on by powerful masculine men.
But I look back at my…erm…”conquests”…and things just dont sit right with me. The majority of men I’ve hooked up with are constantly falling in love with me (theres no other way to say it). Like I know how to make men feel good, cause duh I have a dick of my own and I know what would feel good. But seriously, it could be the first meeting and I’m just kissing their neck, rubbing their crotch, whispering what they wanna hear (“you’re so manly”, “love your hairy body”, etc.) and inevitably they let the “I love you” slip out of their mouths. The FIRST meeting! Even if they have wives and girlfriends (ESPECIALLY if they do).
It completely takes me out of the moment. I choose to meet these men because they are supposed to be dominant total tops who take charge. And sometimes they do. But I can just tell I’m running the show, ya know? This has been going on for almost a decade! My entire career of searching for these men and it seems like its THEM that want to fall to their knees and worship ME? Am I just really good at this or something?
I’ve had men do things for me. I had them buy me alcohol when I was under 21 (never paid them back). I’ve had them give me rides to places. When I didnt have a car, I convinced so many men to BUY A HOTEL ROOM and PICK ME UP AND DROP ME OFF. Isn’t that my job? How am I so good at manipulating them?
And the most confusing part…is that I like it. I like my control over them. I like seeing how far I can go and how much I can push them to do things for me. Or I tell them they’re gonna fuck me long and hard but when the time comes I convince them just to make out and cuddle, just to see if I can. Sometimes when I was younger, I even played up the “broke college student who cant afford textbooks” type (I had enough money on my own) and several of them offered me money. I gladly took it and marveled at my…power over them?
I dont know Sam. All these men and I’ve never once met my match, they’ve all fallen for my “spell”. What do you think? Am I not truly a faggot? Am I secretly some weird kind of Alpha? Nowadays I can just tell when a guy is already falling for me, even through text before our first meeting. And I toy with them so much because its fun to watch them get nervous or squirm. Are men just that desperate? I would appreciate any advice.
Well, congratulations on being the Catherine Tramell of faggots, I guess (let’s see how many people get that reference). To clear up one thing, no you are not some sort of weird Alpha. You’re a faggot who is skilled at seduction (I don’t know what you look like, but I’m guessing you’re pretty attractive) and you’ve been snaring weak Men led by their dicks. It’s a common theme throughout the history of Mankind. I do think it’s a shame that you’ve allowed this success to go to your head and turned you into some egomaniacal cock tease. I’m sure there are plenty of Alphas in my audience who would love to break you of your impudent attitude.
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Hey was just reading the story of young teen Alpha Master Kyle and I wondered what is going on with him and his dad? and Were can i find a Hot young alpha to serve like him……………..Allthough i do not know if i will be any good at being a fag, I am a jeaelous greedy bitch! Ha ha ! But what is going on with this Amazing young alpha and his dad ?
I just spoke with Master Kyle the other day. There’s nothing really new going on. He’s still dating that girl he rescued from being raped, and he is still regularly breeding his three faggots. Sir Rob has been very busy with the COVID response, but he did drop me a note to let me know he’s okay.
Master Arch returns to the podcast to discuss “woke” PC culture’s war on natural Hierarchy. A vital discussion!
Here is Master Arch’s NiteFlirt link: https://www.niteflirt.com/listings/show/5360342-NOW-ACCEPTING-FREE-WILL-APPLY-WITHIN
Last year I took on a huge project. I decided to transfer the entire written works of the legendary Tumblr blog str8guy4fags2serve to this site in order to preserve it.
Why this blog? Written in 2013 by a 22-year-old nameless Apex Alpha, it remains one of the most staggering works of Hierarchical truth ever written. Its influence is EVERYWHERE and UNDENIABLE. By charting his own use of faggots as a straight Alpha, he unwittingly blazed a previously uncharted course into the very heart of Male sexual dynamics. He began to codify the terminology we use today. It’s all there, like scribblings of cave paintings of an ancient people struggling to create language. He was the first, the pioneer.
I took this preservation work very seriously. I moved through the original blog post-by-post, meticulously reproducing its pages. It was an act of love and respect for this greatest Master and King.
It’s unfortunate that I felt the need to take this action. Sadly, we live in a world filled with people who desperately want to white-wash Hierarchy and the Alpha/fag dynamic from the consciousness and history of our world. Blogs of pure truth have, one-by-one, been carelessly deleted without warning by biased people and corporations. Far too many have been lost already.
But I wasn’t going to let Tumblr destroy this blog, too. This one blog HAD to be preserved. So now it lives here at FWA for the rest of my days, and beyond. It is my great honor to safeguard this treasure of Hierarchical knowledge for the betterment of Mankind.
To the Apex Alpha who wrote this most sacred text, I simply say THANK YOU. This faggot will preserve your legacy forever.
CLICK HERE and begin your journey into the deepest waters of Hierarchical truth!
This post is part of a thread chronicling the Alphahood of Apex Alpha Master Ursus, a straight Alpha who has been owning and using faggots since high school. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
I get it far too often. Alphas sometimes question me about how to hunt and capture faggots in the wild. The question itself bothers and confuses me, because I know there are faggots EVERYWHERE and every last one is constantly starving for dick. It seems to me that any Alpha truly worthy of the title would have to do little more than rub his crotch to snag a fag.
That’s why I was glad to receive this missive from Apex Alpha Master Ursus on the very subject of wild faggot hunting. He was just as puzzled as I was about these questions from his Alpha brothers. And, like any great Alpha, he wanted to use the opportunity to teach and guide his brothers to greater and more frequent conquests.
This is a PSA for those Alpha fans of yours who say they can’t find fags. There are fags everywhere on the hoof in the wild, ripe and ready to be harvested. I found one before 10am this morning and wasn’t even looking or trying in the least.
I am on vacation and was going from one place to another this morning. Just driving along listening to the radio. Coming down this long curvy descent there was a dirt loop pullout kind of going away from the road towards this small river that the highway followed down the pass. There was a car in there which caught my eye since it had been nothing but trees for more than 20 miles. And a cute young guy standing near the car, tight shorts sagged, tight little T, hands on hips and BACK ARCHED. **Newsflash** Men don’t arch their backs unless they are lifting or stretching.
We locked eyes for a second as I drove by and I could tell from his expression and body language that he was a fag in heat. Shit, he’s probably been going to that pullout since five hours after he got his drivers license. Its out in the absolute middle of nowhere, but tons of logging trucks use that highway since its the only route over the mountains in that whole big area. I bet that guy gets good and full of trucker jizz whenever he wants to.
I wish I could say I turned around and filled that fag with my DNA, and I would have, but I was expected for lunch at my destination and already running late. I haven’t squirted any sperm since before I came on this trip and my jockstrap was bulging, wish I could have stopped and pumped several tablespoons of Alpha seed in that kid.
But the message is fags are everywhere. I may be exceptionally observant, but it is sometimes so damn obvious I can’t imagine any Alpha using his eyes, ears, and nose can’t find wild fags. Taking a fag in the wild is almost the same thrill as the first time you kill a deer or elk. Even though animals don’t want you to find them and shoot them and faggots are praying and begging that you will catch them and shoot your loads in their holes. Maybe the Department of Natural Resources should publish a pamphlet on fag hunting! If I can find one before mid-morning without even trying, in the middle of noplace in the Allegheny Mountains, every Alpha can find fags with a little effort and concentration.
My glorious Master Ursus is 100% correct. I’m not even close to being a Man – let alone an Alpha – and I can readily see the truth in his words. Countless true stories I’ve published here attest to what he’s saying.
So what’s lacking? I believe it’s a failure to appreciate and understand the great power each Alpha has been given by the universe. Nature equips Alphas with the most potent set of seduction tools in the animal kingdom. From scent, to look, to posture, to words … hell, let’s not forget the cock and balls of an aggressive Alpha breeder. There’s nothing standing in the way of an Alpha on the hunt for ANYTHING HE WANTS.
And that’s especially true of a weak and easily manipulated faggot.
So let the wise words of Master Ursus inspire you to channel your aggression and focus your confidence on a game plan worthy of a great hunter, and make your kills!
This post is part of a thread chronicling the Alphahood of Master Logan, a 35-year-old Alpha who owns two collared faggots. CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!
They drive faggots fucking crazy. I’ve been obsessed with Men’s feet since before puberty, I think. I really began taking the worship of feet seriously sometime in my late twenties. I had a female friend named Jan who had training in the art of pedicures, and she taught me a lot. After that, my foot worship sessions became much more intimate and pleasurable for the Alphas who received them (and yes, I’m indicating to all faggots that they should step up this part of their game!).
My deep appreciation for professional foot worship and service helps me love the letter I received from my fag brother Ali. His Owner, the extraordinary Master Logan, gave little Ali a rare privilege recently:
I don’t understand what is it about this Man’s feet that gets me like that?
I am not a foot person. I don’t have anything against foot fetish but it has never been, and I’d argue Is still not, my thing. I don’t think of feet sexually. I never pay attention to men’s feet, alphas or otherwise. The first feet I’ve ever licked were His and I did it because He ordered it and it brought me pleasure because I was doing what He wanted to be done. Over time though I found myself being totally lost kissing his feet and licking them – it has become one of my favorite things to do and one of my favorite parts of His amazing alpha body. When we are in public nowadays, He often puts his feet in my lap and have me massage them. Or He would put them in view of me and know I’m losing my mind wanting to be on my knees worshiping them. Sometimes He just puts them in my lap when we are watching tv or just chatting and the moment I hold them I feel safe. Alphas are truly a different class of humans altogether.
So I have massaged his feet countless times. I have asked him, however, several times if I could wash His feet and we just never got around to do it it seems. It finally happened. After licking them for a while and being lost in his scent I asked him if I could wash His feet and He said yes. My heart literally skipped a beat sam. I had it all planned for the day it happens. Warmed the water, soaked them in lavender bath salt for a while then scrubbed them well. I dried them gently and lovingly. I can’t describe or understand how much pleasure I was getting out of the simple act of drying them with a towel. I then put a mud mask on them and waited for it to dry and washed them again then moisturized them. They were so soft and I was very proud of my work. I kissed them with an incredible serenity washing all over me and a satisfied smile, that I will always do anything to see, on His face. I told a friend and he said he will teach me how to give him a proper pedicure. I can’t wait!
I then gave Him a 90 minute massage and was the happiest fag alive, I have no doubt. Exactly like you put it, it’s a divine privilege. There is something very biblical about it too (although I grew up a Muslim).
Isn’t Sir Logan just amazing? I realize that he is slowly shaping me into the fag he wants. What a privilege!
So beautiful in every way!
Ali put it best – there is something divine, almost Biblical, about the experience of truly worshiping and caring for the feet of our Alphas! It’s wonderful to see our Alphas totally at peace and enjoying the worship Nature meant for them! And the fact that we, as their faggot, can meticulously groom their feet, practically caring for every cell as if it was our universe. Our entire purpose.
And believe me, once a Man’s feet have been properly groomed and pampered, nothing on Earth feels more satisfying for a faggot and nothing looks more beautiful. FUCK, I LOVE FEET!!!
Thank you to my little brother Ali for sharing this love with me today! Now I desperately need to find a pair of feet to serve!
EDIT: Master Logan responded to his little faggot’s lovely letter:
Hey there faggot,
It’s been a busy couple of weeks here. Yeah, that was an almost spiritual experience for him. I enjoyed it because it felt good and was a nice distraction while I was busy working, but aside from that, I didn’t get anything in particular out of it (not to diminish his experience). I had already bred him about an hour earlier and was in relaxation mode, so in that way, it was nice. Sorry I don’t have any deep insight this time. haha. I’ll definitely have him do it again though. I’m glad he shared it with you, I think he really enjoys putting his experiences in writing and it helps him process the (understandably) strong emotions that are innately coupled with his service.
It’s interesting to hear a Man’s perspective on foot worship, isn’t it? Obviously, Master Logan is a kind and loving Owner!
There is a brutality to this breeding video that gets my blood pumping!
This post is part of a thread chronicling the Alphahood of Apex Alpha Master Ursus, a straight Alpha who has been owning and using faggots since high school. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
When I recently published a letter from Master Ursus about the Alphas living across the street from his house, I characterized them as an Alpha Pack.
This apparently triggered a thought process in the Apex Alpha mind of Master Ursus, and he sat down to clarify his thoughts on the subject of Alpha Packs.
I have never been in an Alpha pack, although now that I know what they are, I wish I had been when I was young. Now, in adulthood, I am not as good at sharing as I was as a boy. I have shared fags on occasion with other Alphas, but that’s about it.
But I was thinking back. There was a group of guys in my prep school that were a super tight clique. They were all among our school’s best athletes, all very good looking, all well over 6 feet, all privileged from prominent families. Along with their tight group were three or four guys who hung around them but everyone thought of as total betas even if we didn’t have a word for it. Sometimes I heard people refer to them as the ‘cheer squad’. One of them was a guy called Spencer, a skinny wimp. He played all the same sports, but was no good and always on the bench. He would literally carry the Alphas’ dirty cleats and sports bags. Whenever I would run into this group with my friends at school or at a party or someplace, it was the cocky toned jocks who would talk and the hanger-ons would usually stay quiet.
Thinking back on it now, of course they were an Alpha pack. I don’t know if Spencer and the other beta boys were fags or just betas, but there was something going on. I never heard any rumors about that crowd, but something must have been going on. None of those jocks ever had girlfriends I can remember. I had an on call faggot, till he moved away senior year, to take my loads in both ends and I still had girlfriends! (I am not sure mine is a faggot, he is married and has a bunch of little kids now, but he sure acted like one in high school!). Most of my friends were Alphas, but I had some different groups of friends in and out of my school. I fooled around with a few friends, but the guys I used sometimes, in addition to my main fag, were mostly more submissive types not among my jock friends.
I remembered something else from way back as well, the time another Alpha sort of bested me. It was my last summer going to camp, I went back as a counselor some years later. I would have been 14 I guess, and was in the oldest boy’s tent. There were like 12 to a tent, those big old Army tents. There was another guy in my tent, Starcke, and he and I were the leaders. Our counselor was an effeminate college pussy who we had beaten within a day or two of camp starting. Starcke, I think now, is an Apex Ultra Alpha. We had some friends in common back in the City, but he had always gone to camp the second half of summer, and me the first half, so we had never been at camp at the same time, but here he was this summer.
Starcke was a big jock and a bit of a bully. He was tall and lean and strong, at least a head taller than the rest of us. He had a HUGE cock that we saw all the time because he liked to rub that hard leaky monster on guys’ lips while they were sleeping. When they woke up and protested, he would tell them how much they wanted to suck on it. That cock must have been at least 8 inches, maybe more, thick as a shovel handle with a big bright red angry-looking flared head. At 15!! He also like to put his hole right on guys’ noses when they were sleeping and fart, although he never did either of these things to me.
One night we were all talking about what to do the next day and Starcke and I got into a bit of an argument about it. Without warning he punched me in the gut and knocked my wind out, pinned me on a bunk and said something to me I don’t remember, and then let a loogey fall on my face. Not much changed after that, we each still had our “followers” in the tent, but we were wary of each other.
I realize now it was just Apex Alphas put in close quarters and clashing.
Alphahood is something that often goes unexamined early in an Alpha’s life. Alphas are well-known tunnel-vision predators through their teens and twenties, barely focusing on anything except satisfying their urgent needs and wants in the moment. It’s only when Alphas get a bit older that they begin to really appreciate their gift and the many experiences in their past that point to the development of their Alphahood.
That’s essentially what Master Ursus is doing here, and it’s beautiful.
These are all great examples of the Packs Master Ursus had around him in his developmental years. They show how Men naturally (even subconsciously) fall into Hierarchical roles, especially when they’re put together in a confined place. There are natural leaders, and natural betas, and natural faggots in every group of males. It allows for the efficient use of the group.
Master Ursus’s encounter with fellow Apex Alpha “Starcke” is also striking. As a faggot, I look at these kinds of battles like Godzilla vs. King Kong, two titanic, equally-powered forces testing each other out. I don’t know if Master Ursus “won” that particular battle, but there seemed to be a Cold War-like peaceful co-existence between them.
Master Ursus is a keen observer of human behavior and quite articulate. I love his perspective from his position at the very top of the Hierarchy. We will have more advice and stories from this great, experienced Apex Alpha in the future, so stay tuned!
This was posted to the FWA Discord server (now approaching 1,000 strong!) by Imperator Caesar Augustus.
I’m curious about how this is affixed to the wall of the stall. Is it just sticky-taped to the wall? Is it magnetized? Where do you buy such things?
Regardless, it powerfully illustrates how desperate faggots are for the piss of Men.
You thought you were his little princess. He took you to a nice restaurant, told you that you are a good boy. You’re sure he’s going to be your boyfriend.
Until he got you alone.
“I want my life back,” is what pop star Britney Spears told a judge today as she battles against the bizarre conservatorship that controls her $60M estate.
I can understand why conservatorships might be useful in the case of underaged stars who are making large sums of money that they can’t possibly comprehend, but why Britney is still bound into this shady scheme as she nears 40 years old is beyond me. I watched the acclaimed documentary “Framing Britney Spears,” but I still didn’t feel like I had a grasp on the sinister machinations behind it.
But I must commend all of the gays who have been standing up for her all of these years. They were right. Even this attention-seeking dumbass:
So Chris Crocker is now a woman? Wasn’t he just playing a butch-looking faggot sticking fruit up his ass in some porn recently? But now he’s a woman. Whatever.
I want my life back from this crazy-ass world too, BritBrit.
I’m a faggot that primarily sucks cock. Sometimes I’ll go to a cruising area and service several men, often two or three at a time. I don’t undress, but I do wear jockstraps generally. Recently I had a man turn me around and tug me jeans down. He was wet from my throat but I didn’t want to be fucked as I wasn’t prepped and asked him to please not to fuck me and he backed down and said he didn’t want to force me. But he was clearly annoyed and walked away so I felt some shame in failing to perform. I was glad to avoid getting fucked. I do however, understand the concept of implied consent, and I’m wondering if I should douche in case I can’t talk a guy down next time.
Yes, brother, you absolutely need to douche thoroughly and prepare yourself just as meticulously for cruising as you would if you were preparing yourself for your Owner. In my early days of cruising, I learned pretty quickly that Men will surprise you with how quickly their moods and intentions can change once you get them going.
And why wouldn’t they expect that? After all, you’re the one on your knees servicing their cock. In their eyes, you are just a tool to use to get off, so why shouldn’t the ass be just as available as the mouth?
Yes, cleanout is a pain. But if you’re going to put yourself in that situation, it’s really your responsibility to be ready to completely satisfy the Men you pick up through cruising. Offering just your mouth in such situations is like offering guests only the side dishes but none of the succulent main course.
Have your pussy clean every time you cruise!
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This post is part of a thread chronicling the Alphahood of Apex Alpha Master Ursus, a straight Alpha who has been owning and using faggots since high school. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
I think Master Ursus is one of the more intriguing straight Alphas I’ve encountered in at least a year. His writing is expressive and detailed, and his observations are logic-based and supported by evidence. He very much reminds me of Straight Alpha Mike, one of the iconic married Alphas from my time on Tumblr.
Master Ursus shared with me a little situation developing with his neighbors across the street. I think it shows how straight Alpha Packs form and begin to develop an acceptance of faggot service.
Last week I saw something interesting on the beach.
A few months ago a herd of boys moved in across the street from me. Its a blended family and as far as I can tell between mom and dad they have five boys. The oldest are twins and they just graduated from high school according to the yard signs. The other three look to be younger by about a year each. The oldest have pimped out pickups, popular around here with the young guys into surfing, fishing, kite boarding etc. They all just wear the short short shorts that have been popular around here for a few years, between all of them they usually aren’t wearing enough fabric to make a throw pillow.
They always have a lot of friends around, outside doing this or that, tinkering with skateboards or their boat or dirtbikes or whatever. All their friends seem to be super hot toned jocks/surfers too. Once I was out there and one was leaning into a car window talking with a girl. When she drove off, he smiled and waved at me, his big boner about to come out of his shorts leg. I’ve drooled plenty looking at them these months, but even the ones that are 18 are still neighbors…..steer clear!
But on the beach last week was one of them, mid-high school type age, along with a younger boy I hadn’t seen before. It was almost dusk and it was just us out there. They were fooling around and the older guy was flexing and then letting the younger small very scrawny kid touch his biceps, then six pack and abs. Then the guy shucked his shorts and was wearing these white compression shorts, like the kind for Lacrosse, that left nothing to the imagination. He started going in the ocean and the younger guy followed, still wearing t-shirt. The older one pulled the shirt off of him and tossed it on the sand, I presume the younger guy was embarrassed cause he had no muscles. They horsed around in the ocean, the older one kind of roughing the younger one, and then left.
I dried off and left 10 or 15 minutes later. The path back from that part of the beach is several hundred yards long and goes through thick bush. Ahead of me, the two came out of a side trail that goes into the bushes. (I have fucked a few beachtwinks’ facepussies back on that trail…). When they got out on the main trail, they looked back, saw me, and kind of scurried ahead and out of sight. The younger kid was shirtless again, and I was pretty sure he had put his T back on before leaving the beach. What were they doing back in those bushes?! They must have gone elsewhere because I didn’t see them again and we would have walked the same route home. I like to think at least one of those teen gods across the street has discovered faggots and has Alpha blood coursing through his horny veins!
What do you think about what Master Ursus has uncovered? Personally, I believe this one Alpha has snared himself a faggot and is using it away from the house. If so, then history says it’s only a matter of time before this Alpha introduces his closest Alpha brothers within the Pack to his faggot. Before long all of the members of the Pack will get a turn and start branching out.
I suggested that Master Ursus should display one of his faggots for examination by the Pack. I felt like this might allow him to possibly mentor some of these young Alphas. However, Master Ursus shot that suggestion down, preferring to take a subtler approach.
What I am sure of is this: Master Ursus will continue to monitor the development of these Alphas and add his input if Nature allows an opportunity. This is a part of the responsibility Alpha brothers feel to maintain and refine the Alpha fraternity. It is a magnificent system that allows Alphas to maintain and consolidate their power over our world.
My pussy twitched hard when I saw this picture of findom Master @3betterthanyou3. I picture him smoking his cigar with a glass of fine whiskey in his hand. I mean really fine, Rip Van Winkle-style whisky.
He’s such a sexy Alpha Master!
Congratulations to Carl Nassib for becoming the first NFL player to come out as gay! What an inspiration, and what a way to finish Pride month!
I’m sure there are a few tight ends in need of a lineman!
How to contact Sam the faggot
I don’t even know what to say to this question. I have approximately 1,500 ways to contact me, all listed on the sticky post at the front of this website: https://fagsworshipalphas.com/sticky-post-blog-links/
Let’s see if that’s clear enough
Some of the Alphas in the scene are unreal specimens of Male perfection. I’m thinking of @smokinonjay or @AlphaSoldier201.
Here’s young god @MuscleG0d. His gorgeous, model-ready face and body, dark features, and cocky attitude make him irresistible to faggots. #HierarchyIsTruth!
As a proud faggot, i have never had a Master tell me to give him full toilet service. I have drunk pee and rimmed his dirty ass. Is it ok to ask my Master if he would like me to be his toilet or should i just be grateful to have a wonderful Master. The reason i ask is because i am always looking for new ways to please my God
If this is something you feel inclined to do, you can certainly ask him if you can serve this way. Be prepared for rejection, though. Many Alphas (even abusive ones) will have trouble with the idea of shitting on anyone, even a faggot.
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I love confident, big-dicked white Alphas like Calvin Banks (@calvinbanksxxx). He definitely knows how to stroke a faggot’s pussy!
One of my longest and deepest relationships among cashmasters in findom is with my stunning Master Elias (soccerbro619).
Honestly, I’m probably the reason he got into findom in the first place. He spent months silently observing the scene on Twitter and occasionally posting a hot foot pic. I kept sending him messages, desperate to get his attention, but he just wouldn’t respond.
Eventually he did, and we began to share some things. I explained what he needed to do to be great at findom, and really massaged his ego in order to get him ready to start owning online faggots, and to my delight he gave it a try.
Now he’s a wildly successful cashmaster, just as I imagined. Even better, he has a stable of truly loyal faggots who would rather swallow broken glass than disappoint him. That loyalty happens because Master Elias is a very real, intelligent, funny, and warm-hearted Alpha Male. It all comes from him and his gigantic-yet-dominant heart.
I don’t really believe in love between an online cashmaster and a faggot. It’s simply not realistic. And I couldn’t tell you how Master Elias really feels about me, especially since I rarely tribute to him (despite wanting to give him the world).
But I do truly love my beautiful Master Elias. Honestly, I do.
And I always will.
Any cash fags reading this who truly want to serve and be owned by a powerful but good Man, a Protector Cash Master, should seek him out! You will never be disappointed by him!
My master (47 yo) and I (26 yo) have been seeing each other for about 6 months, this is a new kink for me and he’s helping me explore the lifestyle of being a locked faggot. I don’t want to sound needy or whiny with this question, I hope this doesn’t come across that way and I love your advice!
As our relationship has evolved he is keeping me locked 24/7 and I’m no longer allowed to masturbate anally. My master is very open with his masturbation and does it in the shower, or in front of me often. I realize this is a demonstration of his masculinity, and I love it. He gets very upset if I orgasm, even during sex too, he prefers I milk/drip but never reach full orgasm. I’ve asked him a few times if I can have a dildo to masturbate when he is gone, but the answer was a sharp no.
I enjoy when he is breeding me, i feel complete and satisfied (even if I don’t orgasm). Is it really so bad if I want to masturbate? Is the idea of pussy masturbation off limits?
I understand your frustration, brother. However, your Master is trying to break you of deep-rooted dependence on masturbation. He wants you to instead focus on the pleasure his cock provides you, and wants you to yearn for it when he’s away.
I would ask Master if it would be okay if he milked your prostate. That way you’d get some relief while under direct supervision and manipulation of your owner. It’s healthy for younger faggots to be milked and/or allowed to cum periodically. He really should consider this possibility going forward.
But you have been a good boy in remaining obedient for this long. I commend you!
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On more than one occasion I’ve read that really hairy armpits are a sign of high testosterone levels in the body and hairy men are more likely to be Alpha. Do you know if there is anything to that?
I don’t know if that’s true. One of the hairiest guys I know is a gigantic faggot (it’s so disgusting … you’d need a weed whacker to find his asshole).
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This post is part of a thread following Koko, a 17-year-old virgin faggot in London who has been enslaved by his sister’s 25-year-old Alpha boyfriend named Oscar. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!
So after Master Oscar made that bold scene at Koko’s house while helping Koko come out of the closet, Master Oscar told Koko to come over to his place later that evening. He said he needed to punish Koko, but also wanted to take Koko out in order to reward the faggot for his bravery (you’ll remember, I told Koko that I thought Master would put him in chastity as punishment).
Amusingly, Koko asked me if I thought Master was going to make him pay for the dinner. “I don’t have any money to pay for it,” said the faggot innocently. I assured Koko that Master would definitely be taking care of the bills.
You were right about the punishment. I’m caged now. For one week. I begged him to give me a second chance and he said yes, you will get a second chance…in a week. He’s taking me for dinner now! As my sister is upset with him because he was rude to our parents he wants me to stay the night with him. He fucked me right after he had caged me, and it hurts a lot but I’m somewhat proud about the pain…do you understand that or am I completely nuts?
I totally get this. It’s like the pain you feel after a great workout, sore and exhausted, but also peaceful and content.
After several hours, I began receiving updates:
Yes he did pay. I just thought for a moment, I heard there are Masters who want the faggots to pay for everything and I wondered if I had to pay. But of course Master didn’t say anything about me paying… At the restaurant he ordered for me! As I am his property he decides want goes in me. It was weird at the restaurant, it was very classy and I was wearing the minimum that was acceptable. And he was dressed so well and he was touching me all the time, even feeding me in between. Making me lick his fingers. I felt people looking at us and I wondered that some of them might recognize him and that my parents will hear about it…I wanted to ask him but then I didn’t. I doubt he would care if my parents knew he was the one fucking me.
When we got back to his place, I undressed at the door, except for the jockstrap, he got naked too, it’s so hot seeing his big cock swing and he sat on the sofa and spread his legs and told me to lick his cock and balls. I kneeled down and started to lick. Every once and then he would correct me and tell me what he liked. I spent two hours on my knees!!! It was so uncomfortable and they did hurt so much but I didn’t want to complain. His crotch smelled so good and he had his hand on my head, I didn’t want him to take it away. He laid back and had his eyes closed and now and then he would stroke through my hair. Eventually he fucked my throat and came inside my mouth again and told me to hold it till it’s gone. Then we went to bed and he allowed me to sleep in his bed and he pressed his cock against me and then he fell asleep.
What an incredible night! It’s like a dream come true for a faggot!
All of this sounds extreme for a straight Apex Alpha, I’ll admit, but some Men are simply more advanced than others. To underscore this, Koko shared with me a story he overheard regarding Master Oscar:
When he started dating my sister I overheard a conversation between my mother and one of her friends who is close with his parents. She told my mother that he had been expelled from school when he was 13 because he was caught with a boy who was sucking him off just one week after they had found him sticking his cock into a girl’s mouth. He was sent to a boarding school in Switzerland where he stayed till he was 18, then he went to Oxford. She said this man is trouble and that he and his older brother were notorious for fucking girls and breaking their hearts lol. Oh and the Swiss boarding school they sent him to was a boys school because they didn’t want him to be around girls. I now can well imagine what he did there lol.
Koko mentioned Master Oscar’s older brother in that overheard experience. That’s possibly significant because Master Oscar told Koko that he plans to introduce his new faggot to his older brother!
Stay tuned! Things are getting interesting!
The use of the word “Master” in this context gives this clip a subtle hint of race play.
It can definitely be hot.
You’re a cocksucker. You’re kneeling in the woods. You have Sir @AngelRiveraXXX’s dick in your mouth.
Then Sir spits in your face.
Faggots are born to serve and handle the humiliations of Men. We exist for their pleasure … and amusement. #HierarchyIsTruth
This post is part of a thread following the progress of Master Pump, a straight teenaged bodybuilding champion who owns faggots. CLICK HERE to read all posts in chronological order!
A couple of months ago I received a message from the faggot of a teenaged bodybuilder asking me to reach out and talk to its Master. It told me its Master was a steroid-fueled, extremely dominant Alpha, which naturally intrigued me.
I reached out to the Master I’ve affectionately named Master Pump. To my surprise, I discovered an Alpha of great curiosity beneath the massive wall of muscle and earned bravado.
In our first conversation I received the following blunt response when I asked if he used his faggots sexually.
I’m straight, so I don’t do anything sexual with them lol.
Master Pump, like most musclebound Alphas, was first introduced to faggots at the gym.
I caught on pretty fast on with faggots. At the start I just made them pick up dumbbells and plates after me, then they started buying me stuff, and then giving me money.
From there, Master Pump’s use of faggots transitioned into domestic service.
Yeah I use them as servants. The ones I use as servants and the ones I use to serve me in the gym are different fags. When I wake up my breakfast is ready. They clean up, buy stuff. They don’t have keys to my place, but cards I can disable. I get into my home with my fingerprint or my phone.
His already luxurious lifestyle comes from multiple wins in bodybuilding contests. Master Pump admits to using steroids to gain his massive size.
But then Master Pump said something that made me do a double-take:
I took advantage of them financially for a long time, but I only recently started taking advantage of them sexually.
When I asked him about his earlier claim (now over a month old) that he couldn’t use faggots sexually because he’s straight, he said this:
Because I didn’t, like I said I only started recently.
So I asked him about these first sexual encounters:
The faggot was a blonde swimmer guy. I noticed him at a house party, he was staring at me. I knew I wanted to own his ass. I took him to the bathroom and fucked him on the sink. He was so tight. So that was the first fag I fucked, but it wasn’t the last.
He’s learning that the use of faggots hasn’t changed his sexuality.
I’m still straight, even after so many owned fags. But I still fuck chick more than I use fags. I have fags here all time so I can use them whenever I want.
Master Pump has begun taking fag ownership more seriously recently, even caging some of his long-term faggots.
As faggot ownership continues to infiltrate the mainstream and gain acceptance, muscle gods like Master Pump are figuring out that they can literally own everything and live the life intended for actual gods.
Gladiators in Rome had faggots, so why can’t modern gladiators like Master Pump have the same?
A growing Apex Alpha like Master Pump deserves anything he wants!
A discussion of Alpha scent power and the gland that makes it possible!
I can’t think of any aspect of human sexuality less understood than the power of scent. I mean, we have a general idea of the power of pheromones (the hormone markers that specifically define sexual maturity and desirability), but since it’s such a subjective reaction it’s difficult to measure scientifically.
We just know how scent makes us react.
Ask any female or faggot about an Alpha’s scent, and they’ll practically purr while describing it. I have often used the term “sweet” to characterize the scent of the Apex Alphas (in particular) I’ve served over the years. I’ve noticed the difference between the scent of an Apex Alpha and a beta male, and there is a definite difference in even my automatic body responses (like elevated heart rate, flushing, etc.) when I smell the sweet scent of an Apex Alpha.
And that scent marker stays with you for life. Alphas of my past upon whom I have imprinted through scent are instantly brought back to mind when I catch that pheromone combination in a crowd of Men. It’s startling when it happens, almost frightening.
There is a gland that is almost entirely responsible for producing this scent in Men that drives women and faggots wild. It’s called the apocrine gland. They are tiny, spaghetti-like glands located at the base of hair follicles located in the armpits and genital regions. It secretes a clear, odorless fluid that mixes with sebum from the sebaceous gland on the follicle itself. Decomposition of this mixture causes a variety of odors (some unpleasant) unique to each person.
Unsurprisingly, Men have many more of these specific glands than females do (and, I’m guessing, faggots as well). That, combined with the fact that Men are much hairier than females, gives their body odor preeminence over theirs.
So when a Man or Alpha sweats, his vast array of apocrine glands begin to secrete this special scent marking, which is then rubbed all over his shirt and underwear. He then carries this scent buried in his clothes, affecting everyone around him.
One of the great subconscious tricks Men often play around inferiors is to lift their arms, exposing their armpits. Why do they do that? Well, it could be a sort of silent mating call, a way to allow his underarm scent to waft through the air and attract submissive partners. They see how people react when they expose their hairy armpits, that mixture of arousal and nervousness.
I believe we react this way because Nature designed it this way. Men have vast numbers of apocrine glands in erotic zones of their bodies for the express purpose of secreting the pheromone markers designed to trigger submission. They are designed for dominance!
So Men and Alphas, never be shy about using this power to get what you want! Ruling the world can be as simple as raising your arm, or as bold as wiping your hand on your balls and then smearing your scent on a faggot’s face! The apocrine glands Nature provided you are part of your birthright as Men and Kings of the world!
This post is part of a thread following Koko, a 17-year-old virgin faggot in London who has been enslaved by his sister’s 25-year-old Alpha boyfriend named Oscar. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!
If you remember, one of the commands of Master Oscar to his new faggot Koko (after he deflowered Koko) was that Koko had to come out to his parents as gay and/or a faggot. This petrified Koko, because Koko’s parents are very conservative, anti-gay Brits.
So Koko, being the brave faggot he is, decided to fulfill that mission the next day!
As it turned out, Koko didn’t manage to get much sleep during the night because this happened:
I didn’t lock my door tonight and in the middle of the night Master came into my room and told me to get between his legs. I could smell and taste that his cock had been inside my sisters pussy. I sucked his cock for a very long time and he was moaning so loud I was afraid my sister might hear him. My haw and ass are hurting. Do you have any advice?
The next morning wasn’t much easier:
This day started really bad. First Master’s breakfast wasn’t exactly as he wanted it, he slapped me for it, then he caught me masturbating. He said you don’t have so many rules to follow. He said that my body was his property and I needed his permission to touch it. He slapped me really hard and told me to be at his place at 5 to get my punishment. Now my parents have arrived and I must tell them I’m gay. I hate that Master is upset with me. I had hoped he would help me somehow.
I tried my best to console Koko, who really sounded upset and disappointed. I told Koko the punishment for the masturbation episode would probably be chastity, and I reassured Koko that a Master this thorough would not leave him to handle a difficult situation like this alone. I don’t know why I thought that – I know little about Master Oscar aside from his actions thus far – but I was pretty confident about it.
So then the big reveal happened:
OMG Sir! It was such a drama and Master was just incredible! My parents got home and I had been so anxious all morning and I thought Master was maybe going to dismiss me and when they came home I just wanted it to be done and said I must talk to them now. My father asked if I had knocked up a girl!!! Imagine. I saw an amused smile on Master’s face, but of course my parents didn’t get that.
My father asked again what’s the matter and I just couldn’t get it out, I was just stammering…Master was standing at the door to the patio and looked out and eventually he said “He’s gay.” My father said what? And my mother let out a scream. My father said “Oscar, what are you talking about?. Of course he’s not gay.” My mother said “he can’t be gay…that’s ridiculous!”
Master turned around and said “look at him” (I was only staring at the floor, my face burning), I felt them looking at me and Master said “he’s an homo and a faggot!”
My heart stopped beating! My mother snapped, my father’s head was red now. “My son is not a faggot Oscar, why are you saying that?” My mother was crying saying “there are no faggots” and then Master said “of course there are.”
My father said “Oscar, faggots don’t exist.” Master looked in my father’s face and said in his most arrogant voice “I’m sure you fucked faggots at Oxford.”
I heard my mother snap again. My father cried “of course not!” and Master with an absolutely straight and innocent face looked at my father and said “oh you didn’t? I thought everyone did…(he raised an eyebrow) …except the faggots of course…” (do you understand what he did there??? He implied that my father was a faggot!!!)
My mother cried “James certainly isn’t a faggot, Oscar!!!” Master innocently “oh, i didn’t say that, I just assumed as he says he didn’t use faggots there….” my father was crying “of course i used faggots!”
My mother was crying and stammering “he can’t be gay, not a faggot please not a faggot”, and Master said “excuse me Sarah, why exactly are you crying? Your son is not dead, he’s only gay….and a faggot.”
My mother stopped crying and stared at Master…”you are so disgusting Oscar…” then she stood up and ran into her bedroom. My father shook his head and pressed his lips together. “I think you’d better go home, Oscar. That’s enough for today….” then my father went into the library…Master grinned at me and said “see little faggot, this actually went well for you. See you at 5.”
And he left. I’m still sitting in the living room and I don’t know what actually happened. She just came out again and told me she had thought about it and they would get me a therapist. It wasn’t my fault that I’m gay…. I think Master enjoyed this whole thing. He seemed amused. He doesn’t care what they think about him. I wish I was a little like him…
Master Oscar’s dominance levels are off-the-charts. He simply seems to be afraid of nothing and nobody. He ran perfect interference for his new faggot, pulling the attention of Koko’s parents away from their son. Great Protector Alphas do these types of things for the weak and downtrodden because they have the strength to handle what lesser people cannot.
Events are moving rapidly in this story right now, so I’ll update what happened when Koko went to Master Oscar’s place at 5pm and more!
My revealing interview with true fag owner Master Rafael (@findom_RioBr)!
“Legendary” isn’t a word to be thrown around lightly. However, I use it without hesitation in reference to Master Max (@mastermaxworld), a straight Alpha pioneer in foot domination.
He is a true Protector Alpha. He is a safe harbor for the kinks and interests of the brokenhearted, lonely, and discarded. He makes people feel wanted and appreciated by an incredibly sexy, fun, and delicious Alpha god. That is priceless.
You all can keep your cruel cashmasters with their bluster and hate. I’m keeping my Master Max instead.
This post is part of a thread following Koko, a 17-year-old virgin faggot in London who has been enslaved by his sister’s 25-year-old Alpha boyfriend named Oscar. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!
I spent most of yesterday in nervous excitement as I waited for young fag Koko to write me after his scheduled 3pm rendezvous with straight Master Oscar. I already knew what was planned – Master Oscar told Koko he intended to take his virginity – but I was just hoping it would go well. Master Oscar has a big dick, so I didn’t want the brand new faggot to end up in the hospital after the first time.
I had given Koko instructions on how to properly clean out for anal sex, but I had no idea if he actually understood what I was telling him or if he did it. So it was a bit of a white knuckle period of waiting nervously.
Then Koko popped up.
Hello. I survived but I’m destroyed. This man is completely insane. So many rules and demands, but he fucks like a God. You were right. He’s a God.
WHEW! So then Koko began to tell me what happened:
I arrived at his place in time. I rang the doorbell at exactly 3 pm. He let me in and told me to take my clothes off. Remembering what he had told me in the morning I took off all my clothes. Then I was standing in front of him, completely naked, my hands behind my back. He smiled and said I would learn quickly, that was a good start.
Then he stared at my body for a moment and told me to go into the bathroom. He then said from now on my body would be shaved or waxed regularly. He wouldn’t want to see any hair at me except for the hair on my head. He took a shaver and he shaved my crotch!!!!! Can you imagine??? I felt so embarrassed. He didn’t say a word while he was shaving me and when he was finished he told me to shave my legs myself. He watched me.
When I was finished he led me into his bedroom. He said he would take my virginity first, then we would talk about his rules and what he expected from me. I then remembered that I had forgotten to bring the lube and I didn’t know how to tell him, but he told me to get on my knees and get him hard. He fucked my throat for a while and then he told me to lay on my back. I was too afraid to mention the lube when he pushed a finger inside. Then he fingered my hole for an eternity. He didn’t talk, but looked straight into my eyes. He’s got so blue mesmerising eyes, I think he hypnotised me.
I somehow got lost in his beautiful eyes and I only realized he was shoving his cock inside me when it started to hurt and then he was inside. He waited for a while before he started to fuck. But then he got really wild and rough. The animal came out. All the time I was lost in his eyes. Can you imagine? It did hurt very much first but his eyes calmed me and I relaxed. He fucked me for 43 minutes. I looked at the watch. Then he came inside my ass as you had predicted. I then realized that my body was shivering. It was amazing.
Let’s stop here for a second.
I didn’t get enough information about this first fuck to determine if Koko was cunted on his deflowering, but it sort of sounds like he did.
But here’s another thought, this time about Master Oscar. He’s done this before. Surely he’s owned faggots in the past. The shaving of Koko is too advanced for a first-time straight Alpha, methinks. I intend to have Koko ask him about prior experiences.
Then he walked away naked and came back with a glass of champagne for him and water for me. I was still laying on the bed and couldn’t move. He pushed his finger inside my hole and then he fed his cum to me. If you had told me I would eat something that’s coming out of my ass a couple of days ago I wouldn’t have believed it.
“I will tell you my rules now and if you agree you can be my faggot, little faggot,” he said, “If not, then I will have to dismiss you.” He’s got a ton of rules. Here’s what I remember.
Most important rule. I obey and don’t argue.
He wants me to come out to my parents and dress like a faggot. He will buy me clothes that he wants me to wear at school, at home, when I go out…he will decide what I will wear and it won’t be much. The bare minimum.
He wants me to send him a picture of everything I want to eat and get his approval before I eat. Same goes for alcohol, drug, sodas. Water I can drink as much as I like.
I must work out with him every day.
My holes and little dick are his and he decides what goes in. I’m not allowed to touch myself, if I do he will put a cockcage on my dick. One week for the first time, two weeks for the second time, three weeks for the third time…
I must obey every man. If a man wants to grab my balls, ass or wants me to suck him or fuck my ass, I must offer my holes to that man. I’m never allowed to talk back or argue, but I’m not allowed to let boys i like fuck me.
I must be polite to every man and open doors for them and so on. He said even boys younger than I could be considered as men if they behave accordingly and I must do what they want (he has a cousin of mine in mind who’s 14 and a real asshole. I’m sure).
I must always address him as Sir or Master.
These are all excellent rules probably all faggots should follow regardless of their ownership status. However, they again speak to a level of experience greater than the average straight Alpha.
When he had finished talking he fucked me a second time. This time he took me doggy style and I couldn’t look into his eyes.
It was very rough. Rougher than the first. And I couldn’t dive into his eyes, but I felt his hands on my ass and they felt so good. Yeah he was loud. I remember now he called me bitch and faggot several times. He said he was going to knock me up and I swear I wouldn’t be surprised if I was pregnant now.
Then he made me clean his cock and that wasn’t much better than cleaning my sisters juices from it in the morning.
And there it is! Another faggot deflowered by a dominant straight Alpha! It happens every day all around the world!
I love how matter-of-fact Koko is about this incredible life shift. Some of the credit for that goes to Master Oscar, who has clearly taken total control of this faggot with a deft mixture of explosive power and comforting control. He seems to be thinking of Koko’s needs and anticipating any issues.
I have a new development on this story I will wait on for another post.
Still, I’m so proud of my baby brother Koko! It sounds like his sister’s boyfriend is going to make for an amazing Master!
Here’s @consentualking giving his faggot @vegasfaggot his morning piss.
I love the easy, relaxed way Master uses his faggot. Each one understands the purpose of the other, allowing them both to relax and become their truth.
Master’s genuine laugh while he enjoys this service indicates the kind of pleasure he’s receiving. It’s beautiful!
I’ve often said that Alphas rule our world and right the wrongs within it. Sometimes they are forced by circumstance to do so violently.
In this video from Ireland we see two Alphas (in black, presumably waiters) correcting a group of drunken hooligans who are challenging them.
But it’s the Alpha in black wearing a mask that caught my eye. A true King. Absolutely fearless, facing a small mob of beta males with only his body as a weapon. And what a weapon it is!
Who is this God-Man? I may never know, but I sleep better knowing he’s out there somewhere administering justice in our world!
True intimacy between straight Alpha @MasterMaxWorld and his cherished sub Charlie.
I guarantee you this means more to Master Max than anything he does with girls!
The following true story was shared on the FWA Discord chat server by a young Alpha who calls himself Imperator Caesar Augustus.
This is real-life story that opposed to other real-life stories, this one happened online. I met a fag online, he used to show himself as an “alpha”, but he was a switch at most and i immediately got the intuitive sense of it, so I started playing with him to make him explore his fag side (that’s a kink of mine, making men into fags, even if I’m too far away to fuck em). Well, this guy was excited about how i was making him realize his fag kink, and soon he disappeared. When he came back online he told me he met his Alpha that made him get on his knees in love and awe… to this point all good.
The issue came when the guy told me that his Alpha asked him to get pozzed (the alpha was indeed poz) and this fag said yes, so the poz Alpha bred him… thus converting him. I got depressed, i started to think it was my fault, that i was stepping into territory i couldn’t fully control, and i started getting aggressive towards everyone. Including people here at the server.
I learnt an important lesson though: “some people don’t want to be saved, and i cannot be around saving faggots”, and maybe another more important one “fags don’t wanna be saved”.
That shit started playing with my mind, and i even started questioning if i was too empathic to be an Alpha, or if since im gay (and all gay men like cock even if just to see it) i was more “suited” for a sub/fag role instead. I even tried to explore a fag side of mine (not an easy thing to do, being in permanent lockdown since march 2020, but im not completely isolated and i have known people around that could be suited to the task of the experiment).
That revealed that i cant submit (it triggers a sense of anger, and an urge to make the other guy eat shit in the ground), and as previously happened in the past, the poor Alpha chosen for that experiment almost always ends up traumatized, bitten and beaten up.
@samFWA It seems u were right all this time, Alphas are Alphas, fags are fags, and trying to deny that leads to disaster… And that fags are fags bc they like to be fags, to be treated as one, and i dont need to protect anyone.
“El que quiera comer mierda, que coma” (And to each their own)
It was interesting to hear this story since I noticed the attitude shift on the Discord server (Sir Imperator was working with me to manage the server at one point) but I didn’t know what was going on.
As Sir Imperator points out, I have long preached that terms like “versatile” and “switch” are simply not applicable in Hierarchy. People have a true Hierarchical role, but they are too indecisive or too scared to actually commit to that truth.
I have never changed my mind about “switches” despite people bitching at me about my stance. If I know anything, it’s people and the games they play with themselves. I know if I wait long enough the truth about a self-professed “switch” will eventually become too strong to deny.
What a less-complicated world it would be if people could just be honest with themselves! In the end, Hierarchy’s hard truth will force that to happen!
Courtesy of @DomToppSir.
Ooh, a TOP TEN LIST! Here is a list of the top ten things faggots love about Men!
Joey Mills is one of the greatest cocksuckers in the history of porn. His deep throat, expert-level gag reflex control, and his big cow eyes made him an instant fan favorite.
Here is what appears to be Joey’s debut as 18-year-old “boy 38” on the legendary cocksucker website throat-it-boy.com. The well-hung Alpha Master who runs the site has trained thousands of throats over the years, so it’s no surprise that he would’ve been instrumental in discovering a gem like Joey.
Just a little bit of porn history for y’all.
Here’s Ricky Lee (@rmurrayatlanta) training his cocksucker to wait and follow directions. Love his voice!
There are probably many faggots out there who have rough stories of initiation at the hands of a dominant straight Alpha. I’m one of them, of course, and I’ve covered quite a few other true stories of initiation like mine over the last six years of this site.
But I’m not sure if I’ve covered one quite as dramatic as the one currently happening to a 17-year-old faggot I’m calling Koko.
A couple of days ago I received a frantic and confused message from Koko, a closeted gay boy who lives with his parents and his older (unnamed) sister. It involved a surprise attack in the kitchen by his sister’s 25-year-old boyfriend Oscar.
I’m 17 yrs old and I’m gay but I haven’t come out because my parents are very conservative and I think they couldn’t handle it. Now my sister has a new boyfriend, he’s 25 and he’s really hot. He spends a lot of time at our house and a couple of weeks ago, I was in the kitchen making breakfast and he walked in naked (my parents had already left for work), his big cock was half standing and I couldn’t help myself but stare at it.
He seemed in a bad mood and as he walked in he said ‘come here faggot, I got a job for you’. I just stood there and stared at his cock, I didn’t understand what he was talking about and he walked over to me, grabbed my hair and pushed me down on my knees. He said my fucking sister was on her period again and wouldn’t let him fuck her but he needs to get off. Then he slapped me and said I have told you to get to work! I was absolutely confused and stammered that I wasn’t gay and he laughed and said he knew a faggot when he saw one and I should the fuck start sucking and he slapped me again and then he shoved his huge cock inside my mouth.
I had never sucked dick before and I didn’t know what to do and he started fucking my throat till I had to puke. I felt so ashamed but he didn’t stop till he came down my throat. Then he pulled out and said Fuck, next time I’ll fuck your ass. And he walked back into my sisters bedroom. I was left absolutely destroyed and confused.
I don’t know what to think of it and I’m scared he will fuck my ass when my sister is on her period again. I can’t look into his eyes and I’m afraid my sister will find out and tell my parents. I can feel his eyes on me when we’re in the same room and when he’s alone with me he calls me faggot and grabs my ass. A couple of days after he had made me suck him he said he had thought about it and he would think it was my natural duty to serve him when my sister couldn’t or didn’t want to. I didn’t know what to answer.
He also wants me to have breakfast ready for him when he gets up and i do it because I’m scared he might tell my parents that I’m gay. I have so many contradicting feelings at the same time. I’m ashamed but something inside me feels proud that he finds me hot. What do you think?
I, of course, told Koko that this behavior is pretty standard for a very dominant Alpha who has sniffed out a faggot. Then Koko added this:
This morning he pulled me aside, pulled down my boxers and slid his finger inside my hole!!!! He said I was wearing the wrong underwear and I should change that. Does he want me to wear thongs or jockstraps? I’m so confused.
I explained to Koko that Alpha Oscar has laid a claim on him and he’s taking control of what he considers his new property. I also explained to Koko that he needs to go to the store to get lube and a sexy jockstrap and probably a buttplug or dildo because it was clear that Alpha Oscar was preparing to pop Koko’s cherry. This frightened Koko, so I commanded him to make plans to go to the store immediately to get those items in the hopes that taking action might ease Koko’s apprehension.
I didn’t hear from Koko for a while, and I assumed he had followed my direction and gone shopping. But then I received this:
OMG You won’t believe what happened. I was just about going out to get those things you told me to get when he (Oscar) came in. He asked where my sister was and I said she’s out riding and I wanted to get out and he grabbed me and said that was good because he had a present for me. Then he pulled out a bag and told me to open it. It was a jockstrap! He said he had worn it as he was working out and that he had cum on it. And I thought that’s disgusting but he told me to smell on it and I don’t know but it actually smelled kinda interesting.
Then he told me to put it on and I said yeah I will later (after I would have washed it) but he insisted I’d do it now. I said I don’t have time I need to get some things and he said then you will have to make time. Put it on now. I wanted to go into the bathroom to put it on but he insisted I do it before his eyes. I said I couldn’t do that and he looked into my eyes and said YOU PUT IT ON NOW! I stripped off my trousers and reluctantly my boxers and he grinned when he saw my little dick and to my embarrassment it was a little hard. I put on the jockstrap and he told me to take off my shirt and I said I really don’t have time and wanted to change back I to my boxers and trousers and he slapped me and said I would do what he tells me to. NOW TAKE THAT SHIRT OFF. I reluctantly did that because I didn’t want him to slap me again.
I was standing in front of him only wearing the dirty jockstrap and he looked at me for so long I only looked at the floor. I was so ashamed. He told me to turn around and I nearly cried. Then I had to bend down and spread my ass cheeks for him. He let me stand there like this for an eternity and though I couldn’t see him I felt his eyes on me. Eventually he said the jockstrap would suit me very well and then he pressed his cock at my ass. He was still in his trousers but I could feel his cock. I can’t wait to take this pussy he said and I told him I was about to get lube and dildos to stretch it and he slapped my ass hard and said I wouldn’t do such a thing. It was HIS pussy and HE would decide what goes in there. He would mold it though I don’t know what that means.
Then he let his trousers down and he pressed his hard cock against me but without penetrating. He said I had a tight pussy and he would LOVE tight pussies. Yes, he said only his cock would go inside my pussy, nothing else, not even my own finger. Then he grabbed my hair and pulled me around and fucked my throat violently. Again I had to puke and he just laughed. This time he came inside my mouth and he said I must hold in on my mouth till he allowed me to swallow it. All the time he called me faggot, not by my name. Even when he walked in he said hello faggot. I hope he won’t call me faggot in front of my sister. Then he put back on his trousers and told me to get him a cold beer. I wanted to put my clothes back on but he stopped me. He said I had to wear that jockstrap day and night and he would check and that I wasn’t allowed to wear clothes when we’re alone, only the jockstrap, and that when I sleep I’m only allowed to wear the jockstrap and not lock my door. And that he would take my pussy soon.
I got him his beer and he sipped it while he had me kneeling in front of him, licking the tip of his cock. He was still hard. He said he had never fucked my sister’s throat and she was a bad cocksucker but I would soon be an expert. He fucked my throat a second time and then he said put your clothes on and left me there. I’m in my bed now but I locked the door. This man is an animal. I’m sure he could have fucked a third time if he had had time. My sister came back home just 15 minutes after he had gone upstairs. He can’t be serious about me wearing that dirty jockstrap day and night.
Koko’s indignant tone amused me quite a bit. The new faggot had quite a bit of fight still remaining even after multiple violent throat fucks and physical/verbal humiliation. I tried to impress on Koko that it’s pretty clear Alpha Oscar has used faggots before and understands how to manipulate them for his own advantage, but Koko’s rebelliousness kept manifesting itself.
And I’m not only not allowed to finger my hole I’m also not allowed to touch my dick! Can you imagine?? Who does he think he is? I’m so confused about my own feelings. He doesn’t love me? Right? He’s not gay? I’m like a fleshlight for him? A living fleshlight?
This is the process almost all faggots must go through in order to reach acceptance of the truth. It’s not always pleasant or pretty. Oftentimes it requires the firm, sure hand of an Alpha to coax the faggot into service, occasionally using some amount of force. It’s a form of natural selection that shapes each of us into the vessel Nature demands.
Little Koko could barely accept that he was gay before Alpha Oscar came into his life, and now he’s learning that he’s actually a born faggot. You can tell how triggered Koko is by his eagerness to run off and get items to please his forceful new Master. This remarkable discovery was made possible through the fearless application of Alpha privilege and power.
This experience from Koko highlights why it’s so important for Alphas to hunt and conquer faggots. By doing this, Alphas are cultivating and harvesting the crops of Hierarchy and feasting on the faggot fruits ripe for consumption. All of this is part of the Natural Order. Alphas who refuse to impose their will on faggots like this are actually failing an important part of their purpose.
Speaking of purpose, poor Koko is learning to accept his. He really doesn’t have a choice anymore. Alpha Oscar is not going to be denied his prize, and Koko’s triggered inner faggot can’t help but surrender it.
And the circle of life continues to spin!
Thank you for your string of important information and techniques. I am a new life time fan. I found a link to your site on my Twitter feed from one of the alphas I follow there. My first introduction to you and this site was the article on hierarchy and the importance of knowing our places within it. I couldn’t stop reading it, it was like this was a direct message to my soul. I have always carried and considered my self a dominate Alpha gay man. I was in a relationship for 20 years and was alpha dom top the entire time. My question is so I don’t get sidetracked is this. Can a Alpha enjoy sucking cock and be deceptively good at it. It is one if my favorite things to do not only for my own pleasure but to see the shock in a sub or faggots face that I can do it so well. Also eating ass falls into this category for me. Is it possible I could be a Alpha sub. Never crossed my mind until I read your breakdown. I will share this as part of my background and what I find as my internal struggle with my place within the hierarchy of alpha sub and fag. When I was a child I was as i call it trained by my step father in the early 70’s along with 2 uncles as there fag sub. I also learned to emulate their behavior towards others I deemed as sub or fag to me. This training went on from age 6 till 10 as a regular ongoing occurrence. Could this be why I enjoy sucking dick so much? Any insight you could provide would be appreciated. I would be happy to share my past with you another time. If you have any questions or need further info feel free to email me. Thank you for your time and help in discovering my true nature.
Sir, Thank you for writing to me!
First of all, let me just say emphatically that there is nothing wrong with a gay Alpha sucking a faggot’s dick or eating a faggot’s ass. It’s natural for a gay Alpha to suck a dick once in a while, especially if (like you) the Alpha does it to make the faggot uncomfortable.
I don’t think you should read too much into these impulses, Sir. I say this because I’ve encountered multiple Alphas who had abuse as children and were trained to be submissive males … and they started out their early life unfulfilled. It was only when they discovered and embraced their Alphahood that they found their true place and could finally feel fulfillment. The early childhood experiences blinded them.
So my advice to you is to forget your doubts. You are a true Alpha, and there is no reason for you to ever doubt it again. Be the Alpha YOU want to be. As an Alpha, nobody can attack you or question you. Make the kind of Alpha like YOU want to lead, and your faggots will gladly kneel and worship you.
Thank you, Sir.
UPDATE: Here is Sir’s reply:
Thank you for your promotion response and words of support and understanding of my self doubts. I have begun delving into you great store of information and in sites.
Kudos to you for ensuring this info is available and accessible.
I truly feel my confidence swagger and truth of self resurging in me. I will continue to explore the things I need to understand and continue my journey to become the true Alpha that I am meant to be and want to be.
I will say I will be keeping in touch if your ok with me asking questions and sharing ideas thoughts and experiences with you. I know I am not like Alpha Deuch that you wrote about. I do want to ensure my Faggots cunts and holes are safe, and reaching their true selves and find fulfillment and pleasure along with the proper training. To serve and worship an alpha that is a base instinctive animalistic Alpha that I know and have seen come through on other occasions, yet still the nurturing honest true to yourself Alpha that I also am. That’s what I will be contemplating as I go out tonight to mark my territory and hunt my first faggot of the night.
Chat with you soon Sam. Look forward to sharing my adventures if you care to hear. Time to get a new phone with good video quality. If it’s not documented it didn’t happen.
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The following post is part of a thread following the 18-year marriage between gay Apex Alpha Master M and his fagwife Baldwin. CLICK HERE to read all posts in chronological order!
When I talk about Hierarchical fulfillment, I’m usually talking about it in the context of sexual encounters. Those sexual encounters will often lead to service relationships, which bring even deeper levels of fulfillment.
And sometimes, that Hierarchical fulfillment leads to true love and marriage.
I recently developed a friendship with a dear fag brother named Baldwin. He’s been married to a gay Apex Alpha named Master M for 18 years. They live a quiet, comfortable life together in a beautiful, neatly-appointed home in the Netherlands.
My brother has crafted a stirring account of his life-long love affair with his husband and god.
What more can i tell you: we have been together for 23 years now and have been married for 18 years. My Husband was the first and only person i have ever slept with. He finds it extremely appropriate to know that i saved myself for Him and that he de-flowered me.
From a very young age it was clear that i was/am gay, which my parents could not accept. On top of that i was a very girly kind of little boy: i hated playing with other boys, i felt more connected/understood by girls. i hated sports, i didn’t want to do any boyish activities or toys. i loved playing with my cousins’s Barbie dolls, but my parents made it quite clear that was despicable.
i was abused, verbally and physically, by both my parents throughout my entire childhood, my mother especially. This has left me with scars that have not gone and will never completely go away. i have learned to accept that this will always be part of me and will always hang over me. i have had extensive therapy and with loads and loads of love and TLC from my Husband i can cope most of the time. However there have been and will continue to be periods of darkness where i feel overwhelmed by the outside world, hiding in my Husband’s arms. He loves me so much it hurts sometimes. I often feel that i am not worthy of Him and that i am a burden to Him. i don’t know if you understand what i mean but i am pretty convinced that you do. Thank you for that, my sweet little faggot brother!
I managed to escape from my parents just before my 23rd birthday in 1998. I had found a dear little apartment and i felt liberated but also extremely intimidated. i moved in beginning of February. Around the same time i had found and bought a Dutch magazine for gay youngsters. i felt really embarrassed when i had to hand it over to the cashier of the bookstore at the Central Station in Amsterdam, because she’d realize that i was gay. As if she hadn’t spotted that as soon as i walked into that store: i have GAY written all over me! Somehow the need to buy this magazine was stronger than my feeling of shame and embarrassment. i am a great believer that certain things are meant to be and i am very spiritual. i still have my faith and it is of comfort to me, even though the Catholic Church is not stepping up with the times. Can you guess what i discovered in that magazine, little brother? It was a contact advert that a 27 year old young Man had placed in which He described that he was looking for a sweet, cute boyfriend. i felt instinctively that i MUST write to this Man, don’t ask me why but i felt it extremely strongly. The advert also said: NO PIC NO REPLY. i felt too awkward about the picture. Back then i was convinced that i was too hideous for words and if i sent my picture this Man would run away as fast as His legs could carry him. So i sent a handwritten letter (remember, those were the good old pre-internet days). i wrote as neatly as i could, and at the same time i was worried sick that this Man would find my handwriting too ‘girly” (i have been ridiculed by my parents that i write like a girl, especially when dotting my i’s: i always put circles or little hearts instead of a .). What would He think of me……
Things didn’t turn out the way i had feared: about 10 days later i found a letter in my letterbox and the handwriting was not familiar to me. i opened it and: HE had written! i cannot think about this joyous moment without crying, even to this day (here i go again. i feel so proud and grateful, little baby and brother and above all fellow faggot that i can share this with you! Thank you, thank you, thank you!!). He wrote that He found my handwriting so pretty(!) and was so charmed by the gracious and respectful tone of my letter that He decided to write back. Even though i had broken the no pic no reply rule. He also wrote that He had shown all the letters He had received to His friends and they all urged Him to pick me. Can you imagine how proud and honoured i was to read this? A Man who called me SPECIAL? He even went as far as to send His letter in 2 versions: one written and printed out from His computer and a handwritten version. He explained that He has a very bad handwriting and He wrote it by hand first and then wrote the same text on His computer so He would be sure i could read it. He told me i should consider myself extremely honoured that he also sent the handwritten version; He never does that to anyone else. I read and re-read His letter, kissing the sheets of paper and walking around with butterflies in my stomach. At the same time i was extremely nervous and anxious about it all: what if this goes further? What will happen if He wants to see me? Will He just run away fast as the wind? Will He laugh at me for being so stupid to think that He could possibly be interested in somoene who is too ugly for words? How will i ever be able to cope losing my new found Prince?
In the end i overcame my fears and decided to give Him a call. I was so afraid He would just laugh at me because of my voice ( my voice is your stereotypical high pitched girly gay voice and people have made cruel jokes about it all my life. So i am always very nervous when i have to speak to strangers or speak in public. It is one of my biggest nightmares). Again i was worrying myself into a total state of despair for nothing! He was friendly, even though He hates phone calls, He was interested and sincere. Also i loved his voice: Masculine! We then called for hours every single day for 10 days and then my big fear became reality: HE wanted to meet me in person……. i was so scared but i knew i had no choice if i did not want to lose my Prince. So i accepted.
He decided (the first signs of Him being Dominant then and there!) that we would meet at the Meeting Point sign at the Central Station. Date chosen Friday the Thirteenth of March 1998. i felt sick to my stomach during the quick trainjourney from where I lived and where we still live close to Amsterdam. i was convined i was going to be dumped straight away and an hour later i would be back home crying myself to sleep…..There was this incredibly manly Man waiting by the sign dressed in nice, manly clothes with thinning hair, slightly taller than me with a bit of a belly. And i felt so attracted to Him i desperately tried to gaze at Him without drawing attention. He turned around, looked at me and gave me a HUGE SMILE! To this day, 23 years later, He gets all shiny eyed with a huge twinkle in His eyes when He spots me. I could not believe it: He liked me, otherwise He would not have smiled at me! Oh little brother, sorry for being so detailed but i simply HAVE to tell you my love story. And i know you will not betray my trust! He took me out for dinner, He had booked a table for two at his favourite Italian restaurant. i felt nervous because it was expensive and i was a poor student back then. Once again i was worried sick for nothing. He treated me like a princess and made it quite clear that He had decided that i was the one and He wanted to start a relationship with me! He paid for diner and everything and i just felt so special.
So now you know how we became involved. Six months later He moved in with me and we have been together ever since. We got married 11th of March 2003 and had our honymoon in Paris. He told me then and there: “You are mine and exclusively mine. And now I even have the Law behind Me. You are my little princess and I am never ever letting you go!”
My Husband has been the key to my self-acceptance and the gradual change that i have made in my perception of myself over time: from self-hatred to acceptance to pride. He has made it clear to me that He doesn’t give a damn about other people’s opinions or views on me and our relationship: He is my Man and i am His princess and His wife.
The first time we had slept together at my place He whispered in my ear:”you are the prettiest little boi I have ever met and you are adorable. However, there is one thing you are going to do for Me in order for me to be even more attracted to you; you are going to shave your entire body and rub it with body lotion. This you will do every day for the rest of your life!” i am very hairy when i don’t shave. The thought had never crossed my mind that this could be a way to become even more feminine and attractive. I told him with a huge amount of shame that I did not have any body lotion in my house. He grinned, said: I knew you wouldn’t, princess” and gave me a plastic bag with lady razors and body lotion. i went to the bathroom, red as a tomato but also excited. When i was completely shaven and put on the body lotion i scurried back to the bedroom. For some reason i felt He wanted to see me naked. i felt afraid, ashamed and extremely turned on. He told me to cuddle up next to Him. He started stroking all over my body and whispered:”now you are perfect.”
A couple of weeks later He asked me why i had such a baggy dress sense? He couldn’t work out why someone who has such a slender small body was wearing XXXXL sized clothes. i told Him that that was not my decision but my mother’s. She felt that if i wore tight clothes or size S (my real size is S or XS, depends on the brand) i would look even more gay and ridiculous. I had never been allowed to choose/buy my own clothes and i had to confess i had no idea what type of clothes/style would look good on me. He stared at me in disbelief and then said:”right, young lady. Get your coat on NOW. We are going to Amsterdam for some proper clothes for you. i had to protest and confess i had no spare money for clothes. He turned around, asked: “what the Hell has your money got to do with it? I am buying clothes for My princess and you keep your wallet at home!” Once again He showed authority over me and i ADORED it! We went to H&M, he chose several sets of clothing for me that i had to try one piece after piece and show Him how it looked on me. i obediently did so and after i had tried everything on, He told me: “now you will do the following and I will not take NO for an answer: You will pick the 2 pairs of trousers/jeans, the 2 shirts and the 2 t-shirts you like best and you will give those to me!” i could not believe what was happening. He took them, paid for them, and then came back to me with the shopping bag. i was not even allowed to carry it. He felt that was His job, carrying His gift for His princess. Can you even begin to imagine how liberating that moment was for me, little precious one? My Man buying stuff for me, but also being interested in what i liked? Being supportive and telling me how gorgeous i was looking?
As you will understand by now, my little brother, my Husband has been capital in my life and i cannot imagine life without Him. Sometimes i think about how time has flown by these 23 years and how amazing it has been. When i think about how we probably only have another 25/30 years together before one of us dies, i get in a complete state of panic and i don’t want to live anymore.
Isn’t that gorgeous? Baldwin is such an open-hearted angel, and Master M is the prototypical Apex Protector Alpha, calm and confident, full of power and wisdom.
Baldwin shared a bit that shows how they share a love of the finer things in life:
i’m sorry my last answer was brief: i was shopping at Primark when i read it. My Master ordered me to go shopping there and get some extremely slutty summer gear. i think/hope He will be pleased with what I got: a very tight pink singlet (xs), pink shorts, 10 pairs of pastel colored sneaker socks from the ladies department (i have very small feet, luckily) in the colors pink, lilac, neon yellow, orange and mint green. And a lot of stuff for personal grooming. My Husband only allows me to go shopping at Primark for clothes that are not work related or for when we visit His family. i don’t have any contact with my parents since they cut off all ties 13 years ago. you will guess their reasons for it, brother. In those situations i am allowed to wear clothes and shoes from Zara.
My Husband only wears very expensive brands, both for clothes and shoes. He feels that this helps other people to see the difference in status between us: the Alphamale in expensive clothes, His faggot/bitch in cheap slutty gear. He also demands i always wear my engagement ring and wedding ring on my left ring finger and my rose gold slave ring on the right. He also makes me wear a slave necklace clearly displayed in public. In bed and during BDSM sessions i wear ones in leather, during the day i get to wear metal ones with heavy locks. Also he makes me wear feminine accessories in public: last week He got me a pastel light green backpack and a pink wallet that i always have to have with me when we go outside. He loves this forced feminization on His faggot and I adore Him for forcing this on me: anything to please Him and make Him feel proud and superior!
Last night Baldwin and I shared a five-hour phone conversation (Master M was out of town on business) during which we shared intimate stories along with many laughs and tears. In that conversation Baldwin shared a darling story about dolls that so clearly demonstrates his Master Husband’s incomparable Apex Alpha wisdom. They are both beyond description.
I couldn’t wait to share this story with the world. I want Alphas and faggots alike to know with confidence that complete, life-long fulfillment and happiness can happen when we accept our truth and live it honestly!
If this story doesn’t accomplish that lofty goal, then I have at least gained a new brother and lifetime confidante. I thank my dear Baldwin and his glorious Master M for sharing their truth with me!
HIERARCHY IS TRUTH!
This morning GOD Just Call Me Henry dedicated a video to me publicly. Here is @sfsuckmachine nodding in agreement when JCMH asks him if he is a faggot.
I just love hearing God use the word faggot in his video in reference to me. It sounds filthy when he hisses it.
Twenty-three years ago today my little Baby Boy was born.
After everything we’ve been through together, I am now his closest friend and his Daddy. I wish I could’ve been his real Daddy, there at his birth, so I could’ve protected him from the lifetime of pain, terror, and sadness he suffered for so long.
But I am at least grateful the universe gave him to me five years ago through this site so I could come to know him and love him. He’s one of the most gentle and insightful creatures in all of creation, but he also has a wicked sense of humor and street smarts beyond compare. He is the bright diamond at the center of my life, the sweetest song of my heart.
Together, we have surmounted every single obstacle the world slammed down in our way. There are no challenges we cannot overcome except the scars we both carry. That, and the damnable physical distance between us. But someday I will hold him in my arms again, and that time it will never end.
I love you, Baby Boy.
Always & Forever.
I’ve been enthralled with Master Ursus ever since he first showed up on my radar. From his first words it was clear that he has a deep appreciation for Hierarchy and an understanding of faggot ownership. He strongly reminds me of Sir Titus in that respect. Both are Men in the most excellent meaning of the word.
Master Ursus graced me with a bit more information about the origin of his Alphahood, and, like everything he’s said so far, it proved to be quite illuminating.
Had a rainy Sunday here so I had some time to read more of your site and profiles. Reading all that gave me a lot of ideas and I will share some as I have time.
One thing you are absolutely right about and I have known for a very long time is how natural and genetic the hierarchy is. As a kid I was the type who always kind of bossed my friends around, decided what we were doing, etc. Suggested we play POW/torture games, or fool around, whatever. I had taken a faggot by the start of high school, of course didn’t call him that or even understand what was going on. As school went on and I started going to parties and stuff, I noticed guys who would hang out around us jocks and seemed to be a bit servile. And there were rumors about so and so is sucking off this guy on the LAX or football team or whatever, though no one ever knew about my fag. Then I read somewhere the reason men have nerve endings in their fuckholes and prostate and women don’t is that when we were hunter gatherers, the only way lesser males could stay with an Alpha male and his harem was to be another hole for him to use, and if they were lucky, they could sneak their DNA into a female when the Alpha wasn’t looking and pass it along. Then it all made sense to me.
Ever since, I think I have been pretty damn good at spotting and hunting fags. Easiest of course in an institutional setting where you can see fags interacting with others, universities, military, workplaces, but a keen eye can spot them just about anywhere. As you point out often, the direct approach works best. These days no one is going to punch you if you get it wrong, but I rarely do. Was really the years I was in a war zone that honed my confidence and skill in picking guys out and making them mine. It was during that time that I also honed in on another point you often make, smell matters!
I can’t articulate it, but I believe I can smell faggots. I can definitely smell other alphas, and I know how much smell means to faggots, but I think in close quarters I can sniff out a fag. Maybe it is the absence of a smell or maybe faggots make their own inferior pheromones, I can’t say, but I believe it is true. Case in point is one of my pandemic dicksleeves. He just finished college but last year volunteered a little on a project I help direct. He asked me to mentor him on a few things and I agreed, mistakenly thinking he was an alpha, but a good guy I wanted to help. I tend to be more the mentor/coach/big bro type with my fags. He is tall (6’5), toned, and was a track star in college until pandemic, but don’t judge a book by its cover. He is very good looking and turns men and women’s heads wherever we go, not your stereotypical faggot. He would get close to me when we were together (which we all noticed more during pandemic) and I could tell he was trying to smell me. Once I started using his holes, it became apparent the smells were important to him and he would talk to me about it. One day a while back when he arrived to my house, he immediately begged to smell my balls. Usually it took a while for that to happen. I laughed at him, but he just said they smell “powerful” and he need to smell them ASAP. I let him and a minute later he was on my couch ass up, back arched, begging for my DNA. Faggothood is in the mind. This guy has a huge (probably 9+) thick cock and lime-sized balls, but he is my fag, and I have never gotten an alpha scent off of him. I didn’t cunt him until long after I had been fucking his holes, but it was special and really changed him, and I didn’t even know the word ‘cunting’ at the time.
This is getting too long but there is another fag I have had for a very long time who is particularly entranced by smell. I took him when he was a freshman in college and I had just finished school and was working. He is married now 15+ years later, but whenever I am back in that city I see him and cunt him. He always texts and says how much he misses me, and as soon as I see him each time I make sure I am a little musky. I always give him a scent when we first meet up and it turns him into a fagzombie with a self-lubricating puss. I just rub a couple fingers around my manhole and under my balls, full of DNA and leaking pheromones, and rub it around under his nose and push it in his mouth. Just that triggers something in his brain and he is a mumbling mess until I fuck his eyes back in his head.
I will write back when I have some time. I have some thoughts/questions on fag care. Reading other’s profiles I was happy that I found myself a caring and thoughtful Alpha, but also didn’t like how some Alphas were treating their fags. Maybe it is because I have never had live in fags for more than a couple weeks due to lifestyle, travel, houseguests etc. I assume you don’t need to discipline free range fags as much as live-in ones.
His thoughts on scent and scent training feel like they’re just barely touching surface of the deep waters of his understanding on the subject. Same with faggots.
Alpha scent is barely understood except by Alphas and faggots within the Hierarchical dynamic. Believe me, I’ve done a lot of personal research into Alpha scent (LOL) and I can confidently say that Master Ursus is right about the unique power of Alpha scent. I love that he would wipe his hand over his taint and balls and then wipe it forcefully over the faces of his property. Claimed forever!
It’s such a privilege to know Men like Master Ursus or Sir Titus. Until the day comes when they open my holes, may they continue to open my mind with their intellects!
One of the unfortunate aspects of having a higher profile on a site that gets connected all over the place is that I attract a lot of time wasters. Most of the time it’s people who aren’t serious and are just trying to jerk off. And occasionally I get supposed Alphas who are playing games (the recent “bachelor party” shit is a big example).
The guy with the pathetic gayface above is another time waster. He’s a “straight Alpha” who likes to be cruel and hateful to faggots and take their money. I’m going to call him Alpha Douchebag.
Here’s how he first approached me:
Found your site a fag led me to it. Was gonna ask this in the questions part but saw most of them are by fags and these are really for other alphas since I pretty much fly solo not part of any alpha community or whatev you want to call it. But was wondering HOW young other dudes were when they started or they knew or if any were as young as me? I was like 14 -15 in HS when I realized I had power over fags who’d offer to do my work then later found I had power over a fag English teacher. Then when I was like a Junior a fag senior would pay me to go behind the school n spit in his mouth n he’d swallow it, and another I caught swiping a rank pair of my gym socks n made him give me 20$ for them, didn’t know the word cashrape just knew I could get fags to give me money for crazy shit. When I got out of school I threw an ad up on Craig’s L and some yahoo groups and got more fags than I could handle. I pretty much been dom-ing fags since and living pretty much exclusively off fag cash. I’m down w whatev the fag wants I’ll beat the shit out of them piss on them use them as furniture fart on their face humiliation whatev the fags wants my only rule is if my dick is out my clothes are off the fag’s clothes stay ON. My other question was I was wondering is other alpha dudes who do what I do TELL their GF’s about it? I’ve had a few I know would fuckn freak and one did find out, long story, but my current GF is a wild Asian chick who doesn’t give a shit which is cool makes my life way easier. Was wondering if most alphas tell their women what they do.
He attached the gayface pic above, as well as this hilariously pathetic image of him “domming” a faggot:
So I responded with a bunch of thoughtful answers to his concerns. Anybody who has ever written to my inbox knows I do take time to seriously consider the message and give it a complete answer. I did the same to the borderline-retarded message above.
In response I received this from Alpha Douchebag:
WTF??? This is a FAG???! I just skimmed thru shit on the site assumed it was RUN by another ALPHA!! I thought I was writing this shit to another MAN not a fuckin fag! Didn’t it occur to your stupid brain when I said I didn’t ask this shit in the questions area bc it looked like they were all asked by fags that I thought I’d be talking to a real dude like ME not a fuckin fag?? YOU are SO fuckin lucky faggot that you called me SIR and everything bc IF you had answered me more casual w/o respect and THEN I found out later I’d been talking to a fag I’d be even MORE pissed right now! And trust me you DON’T want me pissed. I’ve KO’d fags TWICE my size with ONE shot pissed on em to wake em up and KO’d em again! You didn’t do what you should have done faggot but you’re obvs not a smart enough fag to know what you should’ve done!!!!!
Alpha Douchebag also attached a very posed pic of himself “punching” a guy to demonstrate how tough and dangerous he is to faggots who get out of line. (eyeroll)
But I took offense at being called “stupid” by a rude, barely-literate dickhead. I tried to respond to him respectfully (he even mentions this), and this is how he reacted. I thought it was hysterical and over-the-top and frankly, pretty embarrassing.
So I responded this way:
I am sorry if I offended you. I was simply making an attempt to answer your questions as thoroughly and as respectfully as possible.
But Sir, I disagree with one thing you said. You called me “stupid”, Sir. I’m anything but stupid. Stupid is reading the website of a faggot and not understanding that the site is written by a faggot despite me saying it everywhere on the site.
I understand if you hate faggots, Sir, but please don’t come at me disrespectfully without all of the facts or when I’m trying to respectfully assist you.
That’s not Alpha behavior. It’s asshole behavior.
Thank you, Sir.
Even in the face of Alpha Douchebag’s douchebaggery, I managed to make my point respectfully.
But respect or civility is not in Alpha Douchebag’s playbook:
Fags read shit FOR me that’s work I don’t “work” fag, and the shit I quickly scrolled thru was all alpha shit the smart thing would have been to get another real man on your site to answer and talk to me one who does what I do and comes from the same place THE END.
I’m not even going to point out the contradictions in the first sentence.
I realize I’m not an Alpha, but Alphas respect me because I do give good advice. I give good advice to ALPHAS. I’m honest and fairly intelligent and loyal. I’m not saying that I’m the final authority, but I am not recruiting Alphas to counsel Alphas on this site.
And I’m definitely not hiring Alphas to waste their time on play-acting fools like Alpha Douchebag.
I put this up on the site for two reasons. First of all, it gives you a glimpse into some of the stupid shit I deal with in the background around here. But secondly, to my faggot brothers: STOP SERVING GUYS LIKE ALPHA DOUCHEBAG. They’re cruel to faggots to compensate for their tiny, flappy white dicks (see above) and to take money they don’t deserve. These are males who try to act tough in order to approximate the cartoon-like image of true Manhood in their imaginations.
True Alphas don’t act like Alpha Douchebag. They don’t need to. Nature made them Alpha because they are real Men, not pretenders like this fucking joke.
Unlike abuse, targeted humiliation is a vital training tool to help both Alphas and faggots reach fulfillment!
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!
Things have been moving rapidly so far this summer for my dear brother Michael. He’s been preparing a move to Los Angeles to follow his 18-year-old Master Theo to Los Angeles as Master Theo begins his first year of college there. If you remember, all of this has been orchestrated by Master Theo’s father (and Michael’s previous Owner/boss) Master William.
The saga of this one dedicated faggot’s life of service is more exciting than any novel or movie!
So recent weeks have been eaten up by apartment hunting near/on the campus of Master Theo’s college. But in-between everything else Michael managed to squeeze out an update:
Sam, This is getting to be just too awesome for a faggot to believe. Because there apparently is a serious housing shortage in Los Angeles, Theo’s dad thought we should nail down an apartment for Theo, hopefully near the university now, rather than try a week or two before school started. So Theo and i went to L.A. over the last weekend, and after much searching, we found an “acceptable” apartment near enough to the uni that Theo can easily commute by bike (although, of course, He will be bringing His Porsche to Los Angeles also). His apartment will have two bedrooms (one as an office) and a spectacular view. The building has an exceptional gym (although Theo will be required to work out with the team in the baseball gym), a spectacular pool and hot tub, and the building is filled with gorgeous women (many of whom are co-eds). And through an amazing stroke of luck, there is what they call a “bachelor’s” apartment (single room containing bedroom, living area, kitchenette) for me in the building next door.
i have to say that i have never seen a city like Los Angeles. There are shirtless men everywhere. Not just at the beach or jogging, but riding their bikes or skateboards, or in the supermarkets, on the Metro, or walking the streets. And of course, they all look toned and tanned — like they just came from the gym. my mouth was watering for three days.
You can already see how Master William is grooming his Alpha son for success and domination. Master Theo has a Porsche to drive, and now his Alpha father is getting him a luxury apartment and another apartment for his son’s faggot/slave. It’s the life Alphas deserve to live!
I warned Michael to stay focused on serving Master Theo thoroughly. There’s plenty of hot flesh running around L.A., and a skilled faggot like Michael could easily get distracted!
This is just a little update, but I feel privileged to maintain Michael’s timeline. I consider his story to be one of the most crucial examples of proper faggot mindset and dedication to craft anywhere on the internet. I’m just as excited to experience this new L.A. adventure as he is!
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This thread follows the adventures of two powerful Apex Alphas, Master Nick and Master Matt, as they join forces to rule an Earth full of faggots! CLICK HERE to read these stories in chronological order!
It’s been a little while since we’ve had an update from Master Nick and Master Matt and their Kingdom of faggots in Canada. I think the COVID crisis finally wore them down (like most of us) as the weeks and months went on, and they settled into an isolated routine (again, like most of us). I will give the Masters credit – they strictly enforced quarantine in order to protect their faggots. They do take the care of their property very seriously.
But now they and their flock of faggots have received vaccinations and the crisis is coming to an end, and like the spring flowers after a passing storm the Masters have begun opening themselves to new experiences. I wrote about one of the recent developments – financial domination of online faggots. That continues, with their faithful online cash fag Amir tributing hundreds of dollars to each of them every month.
Now there has been a new wrinkle in the way Masters Nick and Matt deal with their faggots – humiliation and degradation. Honestly, it’s surprising that this hasn’t really been a feature of their domination from the start. After all, they are both straight Alphas, and traditionally straight Alphas are not particularly kind to faggots. However, both Masters have been somewhat loving and affectionate with their faggots to this point, a trait they’ve shared with some of my best past Masters as well. I think that’s why my heart has been bound so close to them for so long now – they remind me of my best memories.
Ultimately, though, both Masters need to grow and become the truest versions of themselves. I would never want to deny them that opportunity for growth.
The art and technique of targeted humiliation is something many Alphas strive for but few truly master. When applied successfully, humiliation can reinforce a faggot’s purpose and reinvigorate both the faggot and its owner to form a more powerful bond. How? Humiliation of a faggot forces the faggot to confront its own weaknesses and expose its fragile heart. Once exposed, an Alpha can then give the faggot what it needs to feel alive and purposeful again.
Men who incorrectly apply or abuse humiliation are like the proverbial bull in a china shop, destroying without purpose.
Humiliation and degradation was recently applied to Jeremy, one of Master Matt’s two outstanding faggots. Jeremy’s attitude had shifted, and he was becoming “a bit of a princess” during the waning days of COVID. Something needed to be done. After consulting with one of my favorite older Alphas, @superiormen (formerly @FirstAmongMen), they decided to take action.
A week ago both houses assembled at Master Nick’s place. So present that day were all three of Master Nick’s faggots and Master Nick, and Master Matt and his two faggots. The two Masters had all of the faggots strip naked. Then they placed Jeremy on all fours on the coffee table and forced him into the bitch position, all of his faggot brothers standing around him.
Jeremy was forced to remain in the bitch position for an hour while Masters Nick and Matt degraded Jeremy and called him names. They made him loudly beg to be fucked and bred repeatedly.
The Masters knew their humiliation was working because Jeremy’s little fag clit was leaking precum out of its chastity cage. They put a saucer beneath the dribbling clit to collect the precum. After a while, they made Jeremy lick up his own precum.
After they felt like Jeremy had begged enough, the Masters took turns fucking and breeding Jeremy on the coffee table in front of his faggot brothers.
I could hear the change in attitude when I talked to Jeremy later. “Sam, I now love being in chastity!” exclaimed Jeremy at one point. The experience was meaningful.
Friday the Masters got together with Jeremy again for another session. This time they put Jeremy in the bitch position and milked him together while humiliating him. Then Master Nick mounted Jeremy’s ass while Master Matt fucked Jeremy’s throat, and they bred the faggot from both ends.
Did it help?
Well, yesterday Jeremy came home and knelt before his Master Matt. The faggot had a gift he bought for his Master – a Starbucks travel mug. Master Matt was touched by the gift, something his faggot gave willingly from his heart. Master Matt rubbed his humble faggot’s head and said, “good boy.”
Why was Jeremy so moved to do this? Because targeted humiliation of a faggot can produce a state of grateful humility in it. To the world, what Masters Nick and Matt did to Jeremy might be considered cruel or even inhumane. But they don’t understand Hierarchy or the true workings of faggots and Men.
Straight Men love to watch porn, but how much better is it when a cocksucker is swallowing their dick at the same time?
Can we stop with the PC hand-wringing and look at reality?
GOD @TheSharok and @Brock_Banks_ are Men. They were born to fuck and breed.
Faggots are born to be holes for them.
It’s NATURE. Listen to this faggot crying out to be used!
Findom Master @alphaaesthetic8 is a completely straight Alpha male. And during his sporadic time in the scene, he has grappled with the idea of faggots worshiping him. It just wasn’t natural to him.
But listen to him in the sound clip above discussing desire and the rates he charges in findom. You can hear the passion in his voice. He’s come to love the power of owning faggots even more than the money!
This is the hurdle straight Alphas must overcome if they are to experience true power, true Godhood!
I hear about it every week, how I shouldn’t glorify or discuss the seedier and morally-debatable aspects of Hierarchical mechanics. “You endorse rape!” they scream at me from the safety of their computer keyboard.
But if we’re honest, we must admit that sex and sexuality between Men is complicated and raw. It definitely cannot be neatly packaged or pigeonholed. The Alpha/fag dynamic of Hierarchy is Male sexual mechanics at its most extreme and volatile. Of course it’s going to be messy in every way imaginable … and also controversial.
The following experience from a brother named Kyle.
Where I’m at there are a lot of spots that are frequented by guys looking for sex. It’s also a spot where alphas/straight guys can use faggots in a discreet NSA way.
A few days back I went to a local spot and saw this younger twink sucking off an muscular alpha who was definitely a few years older than the twink. Because I also enjoy to watch and listen to other guys I watched them for a bit.
This alpha finally told the fag twink he was to bend over so he could fuck his ass, but the twink was apprehensive and said a couple times he didn’t want to get fucked. But the alpha being an alpha bent the twink and took his ass anyway. The faggot did struggle a little as well as say no.
I knew what was happening, but preferred to watch the faggot get used as it should be. It’s like nature taking its course.
By any modern definition, the twink was raped.
But here’s the hard truth: as males, we know deep down that this is how it’s supposed to happen. Alphas grabbing faggots and using them at will.
Kyle could’ve become indignant and tried to stop the Alpha from “raping” the faggot. He could’ve expressed moral outrage.
But he didn’t. He watched it happen while silently nodding his head in solidarity with the moment.
“As it should be.”
This post is part of a thread following the service of a faggot named Noel who has become enslaved by a powerful Latino Alpha known as Master CT. CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!
First, let me say that Latino Men are naturally among the most dominant on Earth. But Latino ALPHAS? Just forget about it. Black and Latino Alphas rule the world. The Latino Men I have served have been so aggressive that it still rattles me after all of these years (and I’ve been raped!). Any faggot attempting to serve them needs to be ready for anything.
I open that way to prepare you for the wild experience a fag brother related to me last night.
I’m naming this faggot “Noel” in order to preserve his anonymity. Noel has been hiding from his faghood for many years, but ultimately (as I often preach here) the truth cannot be denied.
I wanted to put in the subject line “Advice for a new fag” but that’s not quite right. I think I’ve probably been a faggot forever, and I’ve been in denial for about as long and afraid to say those words. But now, because of your site, I’ve started to not only accept the idea but have started to identify myself that way to dom / top / alphas and I’ve used the phrase I learned from you: “may I serve you?” Or other variations that make clear I’d like to be of service. I’ve not been successful every time, but doors have opened that were previously closed. No doubt about that.
I’m very proud of Noel for putting these things into practice. It takes guts and studious effort, but incredible things can result from it, as we are about to see …
Last weekend I met an Alpha. He knows I’m writing to you (and knows your site, too) and instructed that I refer to Him as Master CT. He is a powerful, muscular Latino man in His 30s, bearded, handsome, deep voice, and confident. After meeting online,He gave me instructions to come to His apartment and perform some chores. Before arriving He instructed me on what to bring.— some detergent and other laundry supplies.
When I arrived at His apartment, He told me to come in, take off my shoes and then had me kiss His ring and then get on my knees and kiss His feet. It was strange, disorienting, and exciting. I’ve never been in a situation like that before. Next, He gathered His laundry and showed me what I needed to do to operate the washer/dryer, and then had me clean His dishes in the kitchen. I did as I was told, it’s why I was there, yet I also found myself wondering, “Why am I doing this? This is so weird.” Yet, I did it without question. More so, I was nervous and wanted to perform the task well, to His satisfaction.
As I was finishing He called me to the bedroom where He was standing shirtless in His underwear and told me to take off my shorts (only) and get on my knees. Then, He told me to smell his crotch. And inhale deeply. Sam, the smell was so powerful, sweet, indescribable. Next He took off his underwear and held my head so that my nose was buried in His pubes. The smell was even stronger, better, and I felt like I was being marked somehow. I wanted to lick His balls and take His soft, plump dick in my mouth but somehow knew that was not His will and was not allowed.
After marking me with His scent He gave me a bottle of massage oil and laid down on His stomach and instructed me to massage His muscular back, then hard butt and strong legs. The chance to be this close to a man like this, and to touch Him was such a privilege. I also realized that as excited as I was to be rubbing down this incredible Alpha, I was not hard but I was incredibly turned on. Again I though, “This is weird” but I didn’t want to stop.
Master CT then rolled onto his back, exposing again his huge cock which was still mostly soft. He instructed me to continue massaging His quads, then calves, then feet. As I did, Master CT asked me if I understood what a privileged faggot I was. When I said “Yes Sir” and “Thank you, Sir” I noticed that His cock would get a little harder. It was so tantalizing but I still somehow knew that I was not allowed to touch Him unless invited.
When He had enough of me rubbing His feet and legs, He told me to lay down beside Him and suck His nipple. I was SO excited now, yet still soft myself. His bulging pecks and perfect chest muscles were the first thing that attracted me when I saw His picture online. Now, after offering myself and submitting, my mouth was on His chest and I was licking His nipple! I must have moaned a little because that’s when He put my hand on his uncut cock which was now a raging hardon. I couldn’t see it with my mouth glued to His chest, but by the feel it was as big around as a beer can and at least eight but probably nine inches long. He told me to stroke His cock, which I did excitedly, stroking faster while sucking His chest even harder.
As I repositioned my hand from the base of His dick closer to the top I could feel the slick wet of precum on downstrokes when the head of his cock must have been partly exposed with the foreskin pulled down. This only made me more excited, sucking harder and stroking faster until I heard him moan, then felt a splash of warm cum hit my face, and He grabbed my hand to stop stroking, which I did but I was allowed to keep holding His dick which I could feel throbbing as it unloaded five or six more shots of creamy clear cum onto his chest and stomach until the last of His load was dribbling down His dick onto my hand.
Then, He grabbed a handful of napkins and told me to clean Him up. I was about to start licking the cum, but He said no and told me to use the napkins. I obeyed.
After that, He told me to get dressed, gave me some final instructions for the dryer along with some recycling to take out when leaving. Lastly, He told me to kiss His ring, and get out.
What an incredible first experience! Master CT is clearly a seasoned and experienced owner of faggots!
Noel was confused by some of what happened (or didn’t happen) during the encounter, so I tried to explain it this way:
It sounds like Master CT is very powerful and extremely dominant. He knows exactly what he wants and how he wants it.
I also agree with you that he’s clearly experienced. I can tell by the way he seems to be subverting your expectations and hopes while focusing your attention on SERVICE FIRST. I absolutely love this. It’s an advanced training technique. Master CT is most definitely a very powerful Alpha!
My first bit of advice is to try and continue to follow your instincts to obey him to the letter. Don’t run ahead of him. Simply do what he commands to the best of your ability and wait for his next instructions. You did that VERY well during your first encounter!
As for your second question, all I can say is there are some Alphas who refuse to give their Seed to faggots at all. I have talked to some Alphas like that, and they say their Seed is too precious to waste on faggots. My argument against this practice is simple: Nature designed cum to facilitate Male dominance over the recipient, so why not use that power on faggots who are born to be subjugated?
Now, it might be that Master CT is subverting your expectations regarding this as well in order to see if you’ll serve even if you are not given his loads. That’s entirely possible, and it’s delicious to consider that possibility (at least as delicious as his cum!). I hope this is true and that he secretly plans to breed and feed you. Breeding cements the power dynamic between a Man and his faggot forever.
I am beyond excited for you, brother! You have found the type of Alpha that all faggots dream to serve! Just open yourself completely to his control and focus on each task he assigns as if your life depended on it. Allow Master CT to guide and mold you into the perfect faggot!
I meant every word of that. Apex Alpha Masters like Master CT command every breath, every blink, every thought. They see through faggots like we are made of glass. There is no avoiding the truth while in their presence.
Noel is well on his way to becoming the owned property of a stunning Apex Master. I fully hope Master CT plans to cage, collar, and cunt Noel, thereby completing the natural process of complete ownership.
And, most of all, I hope Master CT secretly intends to feed and breed his new faggot eventually. After all, that is the reason why the balls of Men produce seed and cum in the first place, to claim property.
The true fruits of this new service arrangement still lie ahead, but what an amazing first encounter! Master CT sounds like the Latino God of every fag’s dreams!
My second and even more astounding interview with Master @FindomVince!
This post is part of a thread chronicling the Alphahood of Master Logan, a 35-year-old Alpha who owns two collared faggots. CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!
One thing I love about truly dominant Alphas – Apex Alphas – is how the ownership of one faggot doesn’t fully satisfy them. If given the chance, these Men would own all faggots on the Earth.
Over the last two years, I’ve chronicled several such Apex Alphas; Masters Nick, Matt, and Jin from Canada leap to mind as three of many. I learn something from each one, as each Master has a unique perspective on the proper ownership of faggots.
Master Logan is one such Master. He was practically born to own faggots, and even from an early age he was enslaving them. As he’s matured, he’s definitely refined his process and techniques of ownership.
The things his collared faggot Ali told me confirmed my suspicions about Master Logan, but then I heard from his second collared faggot, a sub boy named Marco.
I have known Master Logan for a couple years now, but when I first met Him, I was serving another Alpha male who was my first Sir and a mentor in understanding the hierarchy and my place within it. My first Sir saw a lot of potential in me as a sub, even before I knew that about myself. Unfortunately, after about three years of serving him, he ghosted me last April at the beginning of the pandemic and moved to Florida without notice. – I was broken and disappointed because he had purchased a collar for me and was close to collaring me as his. Perhaps it was for the best that it didn’t work out because I reconnected with Master Logan last summer and we’ve built an incredible connection being one of his subs.
Master Logan was the first Alpha to ever call me a faggot and I remember being uneasy about it when he first used the term. I think he also saw a lot of potential in me as a faggot and my ability to serve Him. I’m a switch, so I have served other Alphas, but have also had my own share of faggots serve me and worship me. I guess if we want to get technical, I’m a beta and have different connections with different men, though very few have made me submit the way Master Logan has. – Master Logan has a confidence, presence, and intelligence that just screams Alpha, though he is also humble, caring, and understanding. It’s impossible not to want to get on your knees when you’re around Him.
The first time I met with Master Logan in person to talk about serving Him, he ordered me to come locked, no underwear, and made it clear that while other people at the bar would think we were two friends having drinks, I was his little bitch and there to serve Him. Master Logan had followed my Twitter and was well aware of my place and potential. One of his first messages to me was “I follow your twitter. I know you need a real man to serve.” He was also aware of my need for chastity and didn’t hesitate to lock me right away. In some ways, I think he was making sure I was an obedient faggot worthy of serving Him.
Master Logan checked to make sure I was locked when we met and after a couple drinks, decided to use me and take me home to service Him. This was the first time I understood a cunting and completely submitted to his 9″ cock. He fucked my throat, had me take His piss, and bred me like His property. I was His from the beginning. There was no denying He owned me after that. He even marked my long beard with a second load and had me wear it home. This was only our first meeting and I was hypnotized. – His scent, piss, and his seed were enough to make me submit and want to serve Him again and again. Over the next few months, Master Logan and I discussed long term service and the potential of collaring me as His. I earned my place as his second collared faggot in February and I couldn’t be happier to serve such an incredible Man. As He previously wrote to you, Sir doesn’t always keep me locked, but I never cum without asking for permission or being explicitly tasked with cumming; sometimes while plugged and others while locked just to have a caged orgasm. My pleasure belongs to Him.
Since I am a switch, Master Logan has allowed me to help train some of his other subs and if I eventually find a regular/permanent sub, it is His expectation that He will also be allowed to use that sub and they will serve Him as He pleases. It might be a unique situation, but it is a great example of how fluid roles can be and how we all fit into various parts of the hierarchy. Mostly, it speaks to how understanding and caring Sir is of His property and His faggots. Faggot Ali and I call each other collar-brothers and share a mutual passion for serving Master Logan, but we’ve also developed a close friendship and support system for each other. We’re incredibly lucky to serve Master Logan and wear our faggot collars proudly.
This is such a wonderful tribute to Master Logan’s overwhelming power! Here we have a faggot with some illusions about domming faggots who is totally transformed into an obedient and grateful faggot simply by the specificity of Master Logan’s direction.
I love how Marco admits he was offended by being called a faggot by Master Logan at first. That’s one reason why using the word “faggot” is so very important between Masters and their property. The word has the power to break through self-delusion and imaginary excuses and stab at the heart of a sub male’s true desire to serve. I’m sure Master Logan agrees with that.
But here’s the extraordinary thing about Master Logan’s ownership: he seeks to build up his faggots and encourage them to explore their own interests. With Marco, for example, Master Logan encourages him to explore his switch tendencies even though Marco is his owned property.
Serving Him has certainly given me a clear purpose and wearing His collar around my neck gives me a level of confidence and feeling of being cared for that I was missing prior to meeting Him. He really is a well-rounded Alpha!
I can’t say that serving Him has lessened my desire to use other sub males, no. I think it has actually solidified my need to do so and, of course, Sir said it best: “A faggot like you exists to serve better men. Just as lower faggots exist to serve us both.” – Talk about a level of confidence in his Alpha dominance to not be deterred to take control of a beta. Master Logan has previously asked me to help him with other subs and often lets me use other faggots whether it be for fisting, fucking, or just to let a load out, so he understands my Alpha tendencies and need to use other faggots on occasion.
I often get faggots that reach out and want to be of service to me, but admittedly COVID has made meeting new faggots more difficult. I’m definitely looking forward to the end of the pandemic so I can meet some of the fags I’ve talked to on recon and help them find a similar sense of purpose.
It takes incredible confidence and control to allow a faggot to go outside and experiment. But this is the essence of Master Logan.
Great Alphas are served by amazing faggots. Master Logan’s two faggots, Ali and Marco, are truly credits to him!
The second ring – what is it in our anatomy?
The technical term for the second ring is “sphincter ani internus“, which literally means “internal sphincter“. It’s a different muscle type from the outer sphincter (or butthole). It’s comprised of something called “smooth muscle” much like the muscles of our circulatory system. This internal sphincter is an involuntary muscle approximately 5-6 inches inside the anus that responds to moods and things like anxiety or excitement. As you might imagine, then, that puncturing the second ring in a certain way triggers the wave of euphoria, involuntary shaking, and sudden emotional outbursts seen during cunting.
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The very definition of a “pump and dump”. No chit chat, no promises of love, no furtive glances.
Just raw Man sex between an Alpha and a faggot. The breeding is the transaction.
For the Alpha, it’s like going to the bathroom and stroking off into the toilet. Flush and go.
Once you reveal your true nature to an Alpha Pack, it’s over. They know what to do with a limit-free faggot, and they’ll push each other to use you harder than you ever imagined.
This is @LickiMartinez. He’s an 18-year-old faggot with a perfectly-sculpted and manicured boy pussy. Hell, I’m a faggot locked in chastity and even I want to fuck it!
I can’t imagine even the straightest of straight Men turning down a chance to fuck Licki’s brains out.
Is excessive Alpha violence appropriate, or even necessary?
I had the perfect opportunity to approach him again and again and I failed every single time. It was at the grocery store. He was probably 6’0″, muscular, tatted arms, classic tight shirt and jeans, and I noticed him as I passed the meat aisle. I couldnt take my eyes off him and I got so turned on. Unfortunately, I had to finish my shopping.
I was at the self-checkout with a lot of things and then I saw him circling around looking for a checkout. He ended up coming to the self checkout but on the other side of the aisle. I could barely check out my groceries, but I noticed he had some things but not too many. I finished before him and then I paused just as I was about to exit. He was finishing up scanning items and I realized the perfect opportunity to approach him was right as he was about to pay. I could have offered to pay him. I got nervous because the employee who watches over the checkouts was there, and a couple other customers. But then the rest of the customers left so it was just the employee and the Alpha in the general area. I kept thinking about the “Home Depot Faggot” story you have on the site and realized this was my chance. I saw him scan his last item and I tried so hard to approach him but I FAILED. I cursed myself under my breath as I watched him take out his card and pay. I left to my car defeated and disappointed in myself.
And then as I was putting away my groceries in my car I saw him come out to his pickup truck and start placing the bags in. My fucking god, so fucking handsome. We were pretty far in the parking lot away from the store so there werent too many people around. I took a $100 bill out of my wallet and thought about walking over and asking him how much his groceries were and offering it to him. Then I thought about what you said about being blunt if he asked me why I was doing it and just declaring that hes an Alpha and I’m a faggot and I can do much more for him. But i didnt do it. I watched him put the rest of his stuff away, put his cart back, and drive away. I got into my car and screamed and yelled at myself. I was so close Sam. I just didnt have the courage.
I dont believe I’ll ever have the courage to approach/find an Alpha. I’ll never figure out if this is truly my destiny because I’m just too scared and shy. I had every perfect chance and it seemed like the universe wanted me to do it…and I fucking blew it. I’m not strong enough. Alphas are so intimidating. I’m so disappointed in myself.
Don’t feel bad, brother! My goodness, your instincts were wonderful! You recognized the opportunities available in the moment, and came up with action plans in the moment! Awareness is half the battle AT LEAST!
I wish all faggots were as serious as you about this truth inside of you!
Just know that these little mental steps lead to huge leaps in action! You’re on your way! Just build up your resolve more and more and come up with ways you can offer service on the spot just like you did! And also, I would make note of the time and day this particular Alpha was at the grocery store … weightlifting Alphas often have schedules they adhere to. You might get another chance with this one!
Anyway, don’t be upset with yourself. This is not easy, but you CAN do it! I think you will get there!
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This post is part of a thread chronicling the experiences of Miami fag, a prolific cocksucker in Miami, Florida. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
It’s been a little while since we’ve heard from professional cocksucker Miami fag. Believe me, I know how much sucking dick can consume one’s life, so the delay didn’t rattle me.
But boy, he returned with a vengeance! Check out this true story my fag brother unloaded on me (gross!) two days ago:
Back when I was working from home a lot, there was a huge construction project near my apartment in DC. It was a multi-year project and took a long time to complete. On one corner of the huge two-block lot was the construction site headquarters/office building – really just a little trailer with an office inside, as I envision it. I lived in a relatively quiet part of the city, but the neighborhood was full of apartment buildings, some houses, retail buildings, etc. I passed by the construction office twice daily on my walk to work. And on the days when I’d stay home and service Men, as I mentioned to you previously, I might walk by quite a few times on my way to the store.
Soon after the construction project began, I happened to notice one of the construction managers or foremen regularly. He looked young – my age – early 30s. He was about my height (5’10) but built – like very muscular. He always had on a button down shirt, nice jeans, heavy work boots, and his hard hat. His job, or so it looked, was to oversee the site, make sure deliveries were made on time, make sure the work progressed on schedule. He was tough, I could tell. He never looked happy or friendly. He only ever looked agitated and angry. I watched him really boss around the guys as I’d walk by. This was a Man who was in charge.
One day, I walked by the morning and saw him. He caught my eye, and I caught his, and he gave me a little nod. Big frown on his face. But it was an acknowledgment that we see each other daily. That evening, he was leaving right around the same time I was headed out. In fact, he almost hit me with his huge pickup truck exiting the site as I was crossing the sidewalk. (You know those pickups with the huge freaking tires?) He rolled his window down and said sorry he didn’t see me. I was pretty upset, actually, because this monster truck almost hit me!
He turned off the engine and stepped out and offered a super sincere apology. And seeing that he was so serious, and seeing him up close and realizing what a fucking stud he was, I shook off the bad feeling. He introduced himself as Tony and shook my hand with incredible strength. And his hands, they were absolutely huge.
What happened next was incredible. He and I talked for a few minutes, I told him I live in the area, he asked about the neighborhood, he told me about the project, small talk. Friendly enough, but he was all serious. No smiling, no frivolity. After some time, he simply said, “let me park this truck. Be right back.” He backed up his truck, parked it by the trailer, and beckoned me over. I approached and he said, “give me a tour of the neighborhood.” OK, I said, I like making new friends. And he was so fucking hot. One of the most masculine men I have ever met.
So we start walking, and I point out a few buildings, including my apartment building. We end up standing in front of my building, and I try to say goodnight to him. He said, “I was hoping you’d give me some head, to be honest.” I couldn’t believe it. It was a dream come true. My adrenaline was rushing like crazy. I took him upstairs, and he walked in like he owned the place. Never saw him smile. He just walked in, kicked off his work boots, and dropped his pants. I never said a word. I slid off his tight white underwear, and the day’s scent was all over him. His cock was incredible. It was hard already, and beer-can thick. Literally beer can. His nuts were HUGE. I gave him the best head I possibly could, and he lasted quite a while! About 30 seconds in, he became VERY forceful. Calling me a faggot, and even spitting in my face. Sam, it was fucking amazing.
After a while – I don’t know how long – he simply put his giant paw on the back of my head, pushed himself down into my throat, and unloaded. One deep low grunt. He stood up, said thanks fag, and pushed me HARD down on the floor. Like kind of hurt me. As I tried to get up, he held me down with his hand on my chest and said, “see you tomorrow faggot.”
And for the next 16 months, I serviced him at least four times a week. 🙂
Notice how subtle Miami fag was in dealing with Tony the foreman. Miami fag gave this foreman enough safety and normalcy that he felt comfortable enough to simply demand service.
But the best lesson in this story is for any Alphas reading this. THIS IS YOUR RIGHT. As Alphas, it is your right to be impolite about your needs, to expect that inferior males should kneel and service you on command.
Why would any Man ever worry about offending a faggot by demanding head? THIS IS WHY WE EXIST. So this is what it really comes down to: Alphas acting on their true impulses rather than attempt to conform to society’s expectations.
“Miami fags” are everywhere, mouths open, begging to be used.
[hater disclaimer: this story was passed along to me by a faggot from Miami. I did not vet the accuracy of the story, interview third-grade teachers, check hair samples and video surveillance, or utilize lie detectors. Read at your own risk.]
I often use the analogy of a loyal dog when describing the relationship a Man or Alpha might have with his owned faggot. Neither a dog nor a faggot are equal to the stature of a Man, but like a faithful dog a faggot can be a beloved possession of the Man.
At least that has been my experience. Of course, my faggot sensibilities and perspective probably color my point of view, too. But honestly, I’ve met so many Alphas who confirm to me that they feel like the dog analogy fits their general view of their faggots.
So I guess that’s why I was a bit surprised (in a nice way) to read the following comment left by Alpha Ranger, an Alpha who runs a blog on BDSMLR about Hierarchy-related issues.
Hey faggot, new commenter here. I’m a gay alpha muscle dad type who has checked out your site from time to time and occasionally binge the podcast on long solo drives.
Anyway, I wanted to comment on the pet dog comparison. I don’t think that is a perfect analogy at all as someone who owns dogs and currently one fag. Most fags who have served me have more than a little masochist side. Dogs dont. I would never slap, push around, or be rough with my dogs. My fag thanks me. My fag understands why my boot is on his face – my dog wouldnt.
Men, especially alphas, all have a lot of aggressive (maybe even a bit violent) energy we carry around and arent allowed to express in polite society (which is a good thing). Fags serve to let us unleash and vent some of that stuff – I think it’s one of their most important roles.
That said, I wholeheartedly agree that beating a fag, or causing serious injury is a step way too far and a man that does that kind of stuff needs a therapist more than a fag.
I love how blunt Alpha Ranger is in describing these primal needs of Men. It’s true. Men often do require ways to express the various shades of rage in their lives, and faggots provide that perfect outlet.
I think it’s an important adjustment I need to make in order to refine my application of this analogy. I think the fag/dog analogy works, but certainly not in all cases or with all Men.
What do you think?
I thank Alpha Ranger for making me look at things from the Alpha perspective!
As it was in the streets of Ancient Greece, or with the gladiators of Ancient Rome, so it is today.
Alphas rutting, dominating, and breeding faggots.
And so it will be until the end of time.
This post is part of a thread chronicling the young Apex Alphahood of King Phillip, a college Alpha who owns faggots. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!
It was an auspicious introduction.
Hey fag, you there? Alpha here with a point to make.
A lot of the time when you say ‘hierarchy’ you really mean ‘imperium’. Not all the time, but sometimes. And I think the distinction is a good one to make. Hierarchy is about superiority. One better than the other. Imperium is about control, about domination.
Imperium comes from ancient Rome, it describes the field over which one exercises authority. It is the expansionist philosophy of the rulers of the world.
WOW! What an opening statement! I’ve said it a billion times – intelligent, thoughtful Alphas win over body AND mind! I had to know more.
What I discovered is a burgeoning gay Apex Alpha named Phillip. He has been called “King” by his owned faggots in the past, hence his name here.
Then he began telling me about his overall life thus far in owning and using faggots:
Dominating other guys has been a recurring theme in my life for a long time; since high school.
About seven years ago, though, it hit a fever pitch and I started to discover a whole new side of myself. I’ve been playing the Alpha/fag game off and on since but I haven’t ever fully owned a faggot. I’ve gotten close several times but my life is busy and owning one of you takes time. I haven’t been able to explore more until now. So I mostly stuck to subs, not slaves or faggots, for this reason.
Another reason is that I have been almost exclusively interested in sexual service so far. Domestic service isn’t something I’ve ever received and only recently realized I can get if I want it. Also FinDom isn’t something I’ve done but several subs I’ve had have told me I would make a great Cash Master. So that’s where I’m at right now: about to set out on a fag hunt after a long hibernation.
Although in that opening King Phillip makes it sound like he isn’t really a Master of faggots, he immediately contradicted that with much of what he’s done already:
I bloomed a little late, I think I was 21, but I honed my skills quickly.
I’ve been mulling over a proposition, lately. Another Alpha offered to let me train one of his fags, and I’m considering it. I’ve talked to him for a few years, and he and I have used the same faggot before – never together. The only reason I would turn down the offer is I sense he’s less than trustworthy.
But his faggot is cute. And very broken in that erotic way faggots are. The Alpha, his name is Tom, called me a few times and had me speak to this faggot, who was bound and servicing him for the night. I’m good at working my way into a faggot’s mind, the control that creates is what gets me off.
He says he calls me up like that because he wants the faggot worked up, but I always got the sense he couldn’t do what I did himself. The last faggot this guy and I shared chose me over him, though. It soured our friendship, he got a little competitive. It did make me feel great though, one of his faggots leaving his service because of me and giving me his collar.
During our discussion of King Phillip preparing to take ownership of a new faggot, he asked me if I had any advice for him. It was then that I used the term “firm benevolence” for the first time to describe what I believe to be the critical-yet-harmonious poles of faggot ownership.
Strict benevolence may win out, though haha.
And thus, once again, Alpha wisdom and insight improves a faggot! The new concept became “strict benevolence” for good! (Thank you, Master!)
As far as power is concerned, King Phillip is not lacking. Here was a recent example he shared:
The fag that had submitted itself to me last night and promised to make his holes available for ownership fucking bailed. No contact whatsoever. It was poor behavior.
I went on Grindr, found a bottom, had him over to my new apartment, and decided that this was my faggot. I fucked his face for a good long while (he didn’t advertise as kinky but when you see it, you know it) and wrecked his hole for about 40 mins on my bed.
Afterwards, I asked him about his life and gave him advice, we talked for a long while and he kept staring in my face in that submissive way, with big open eyes that are eager to receive things; orders, cock. He is one of those that has the desire to serve but doesn’t have a master. That connection couldn’t be made without showing him that I can see through that. And that happens with advice and wisdom. And with making him aware that I know he wants to submit.
Startling, unlimited power! What I love is King Phillip’s attention to aftercare. Like a good salesman, aftercare is the “cool down” phase of the sales process where you reassure the customer/faggot that they made the right decision.
In the case of faggots, aftercare only deepens King Phillip’s hold on its soul.
I also love King Phillip’s appreciation of the fact that worship is the key element, and every faggot can be useful.
The last time I was exploring my Dom side, I had two cocksuckers, who I didn’t own, but who were definitely under my control. One was a tall thin business major (college town) I used to facefuck in his apartment in between home and work. He called me King and used to rub my feet after sucking me off, my cum in his hair. I saw him in public a few times and he would bow his head to me slightly, blushing and looking downwards. He was forbidden to be higher than my cock when we were alone. I guess that lesson transferred.
The other one wasn’t as pretty, so he serviced me with the lights out. He was the one I’ve probably cunted most. I would order him to be ready, come to his apartment, and rape his mouth and cunt open over and over until my balls were empty. He whimpered loud and loved it when I sneered at him. And my favorite part was leaving, after I delivered some aftercare, because he was always so worshipful. He wanted it badly, and even when I wore him out totally he was sort of sad to see me go. He valued the strict ruthless power I had over him.
King Phillip has a large cock over seven inches, and decorated by two of the most beautiful balls I’ve ever seen. And with this equipment and his power, he has successfully cunted multiple faggots. I thought he had some interesting thoughts on that:
It’s like putting a collar on a faggot, except this collar is inside their deepest, tenderest place. It feels like power.
He describes the effects of cunting on his faggots:
Mixtures of elation, addiction, and anxiety. One I cunted once, like, six years ago still flirts with me and fawns over me occasionally. He loves to recount to me what I felt like inside him, and can’t help himself but tell me how extraordinary I am. It’s extreme, no doubt. But they love it and I love it. And I love owning a piece of their will.
Cunting is important to King Phillip, because he doesn’t cage his faggots until after they’re cunted.
I can’t tell you what it means to me to discover extraordinary young Apex Alphas like King Phillip in the world! Men like him rule with both body and mind.
I am so grateful that King Phillip reached out to share his insight and his life with me! LONG LIVE THE KING!
Here is a wonderful video of @SSaggerbro using his favorite faggot domestically.
Domestic use of faggots is catastrophically overlooked by most Alphas. It’s a simple, non-sexual way of receiving the worship an Alpha deserves. It instills in the faggot a respect for the non-reciprocal aspects of service. It immediately and unequivocally defines the difference between Man and faggot.
That’s why I love seeing an Alpha showing off his domestic faggot in such a casual and confident manner. The way it should be!