There is nothing better than having an Alpha Pack use you while talking about you like you’re a piece of fuck meat.
“Like that dick, faggot?”
It’s better than poppers!
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.
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This thread follows the story of Alpha Cody, a powerful straight college Alpha who has learned to use faggots for his own advantage. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
During the recent flurry of back-and-forth emails between Master Cody and I regarding his subjugation of his dorm roommate Master Cody shared a little story of a pregnancy scare he experienced with his first girlfriend, and how his first real Alpha Pack helped to steer him the right way. It was significant enough that I felt like it warranted its own post.
My calc professor, the one who did an early final, had her baby today. I’m at my softest around babies. I hope she brings him in.
But it got me to thinking back to my first girlfriend, Katie. We lost our virginities to each other. It’s kind of a strange thread of how alphas groom alphas.
After that night with me, my swim teammates asked if I had finally gotten MY cherry popped. I told them yes. I got some of the greatest validation from that moment. Tre’von, the only black swimmer on our team, asked if we had used protection. I hadn’t. That caused anuproar of how Cody raw-dogged his girlfriend. These guys carried enough condoms on them to melt into a tire. So they gave me some.
I. Hated. Them. And I always have. I tried with Katie and took it off.This is the hard part to explain. Katie and I had been fucking for a few months. We were very close. We both knew how reproduction worked in theory. And we were almost performative in that regard. I knew I could impregnate her. I liked how that power felt. She liked how that felt. She liked how her pelvis felt. But it was like both of us had the idea of pregnancy as something that didn’t happen to anyone but adults. We were idiots but it was just nature taking its course.
I also knew her cycles. She was so embarrassed by her period. And, I don’t know, I just didn’t care. I know what a period is. I was such a fucking simp, I guess, because I tried to make her feel amazing during that time and was never grossed out. I would fuck her during her period. By sheer dumb luck, she realized that actually made her period discomfort better.
Back to the locker room. I started having misgivings about the period thing. I asked Tre’von and another guy, Matt Reynolds, about it. I never once lived down telling them that I fucked her on her period. But in the near term I let it slip that I washed my dick off afterward.
They knew I was still raw-dogging her. The whole mood changed. They asked how often we fucked. How long had it been since her last period. Short story, I was dumping enough sperm to jumpstart my own planet while she was ovulating and I kinda thought her cycle was late.
Tre’von talked to my coach, who then called Katie’s cheerleading coach, and Tre’von took us to the health department. We looked like two kids who brought home a bad report card. The nurse was this really blunt southern lady. She asked what was up. We didn’t speak. Tre’von gave her the basics. She was really decisive. She talked to Katie first, then me alone, then both of us together. She got pregnancy tested. She asked Katie a lot of stuff just to make sure she was safe, I wasn’t pressuring her, etc. I got scolded not being safe with Katie and got a lecture about consent. Katie wasn’t pregnant. Thank. God.
Katie got an implanted birth control. Georgia, for all its faults, is actually pretty cool about minors and birth control. Especially Atlanta.I never used condoms with her. But lessons learned. The alphas on my team could be assholes but they also looked out for me and groomed me in a lot of ways. Tre’von was a great team captain his senior year too.
One last thing: I ran into Katie last semester at a grocery store. A lot of things were still virtual on campus. We went to one of the open tables at the hot bar/deli and talked. She said that, whether I knew at the time or not, I was the reason she was not ashamed or embarrassed of her periods. She never felt gross or unattractive because of it. She said so many other guys treated her like a leper, were grossed out, etc. I’m not saying it’s great. I don’t have a menstruation fetish. But I just think of less of men who act all squeamish about their woman’s body. I don’t think she stays their woman for very long.
This is the magic of Apex Alphas. Or, more specifically, Protector Apex Alphas. Absolutely in control, fearless, effortlessly comforting, and a builder of people. And, in the case of Master Cody, a certain form of humility. He recognizes his Alpha lineage and those who have contributed to the masterwork of his life. He dutifully accepts his role as a superhero and exemplar of true Manhood.
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This thread follows the experiences of Tristan, a young faggot from Austria, as he experiences use and ownership by a young straight Man named Sebastian. CLICK HERE for all related posts in chronological order!
When I last spoke to Tristan, he had decided to go back over to Sebastian’s house despite the awfulness of the previous two nights. He even showed a little spunk by refusing to bring alcohol over with his as Sebastian had ordered. But I couldn’t shake the gnawing fear that it was going to get worse.
It got much worse.
When Tristan arrived at Sebastian’s house, he was confronted by TEN young Men. Sebastian ordered Tristan to take off all of his clothes while the guys around him laughed.
Then the Men spent hours fucking Tristan’s ass and mouth. “There was almost no time when I didn’t have a dick in both holes,” said Tristan. Sebastian also forced Tristan to drink his piss multiple times, and he was slapped if he didn’t swallow it all.
During the night more Men came into the house and used Tristan, although Tristan said he wasn’t sure how many since much of the night became a blur.
While this is an example of Alpha Pack behavior – how Men will goad each other into deeper and more sadistic forms behavior, that psychological explanation doesn’t justify what happened to Tristan.
Yes, Tristan went there of his own volition. And it’s true, Tristan never said “no” to anything that happened to him.
It’s still rape.
Early in the morning the Pack had finished with him and they dismissed him. Tristan went home and collapsed in bed until 6pm. He awoke to texts from Sebastian – he was ordering Tristan to come over again for more.
Tristan was texting me at the time and said he was going to go over there when I told him to not go. I don’t think it’s my place to tell people what to do, but it’s becoming increasingly clear that this was only going to escalate further.
Then Tristan told me he had blood in his stool. This is not unusual after rough anal sex; I bled for almost two days after I was raped, for instance. I didn’t think it was a medical emergency. Regardless, I told him he needed to go to the doctor, not Sebastian’s house. Or maybe the police. Tristan refused.
In the end, Tristan told Sebastian that he wouldn’t be coming over. Sebastian raged, finally coldly telling Tristan he was “dismissed.”
As a quiet night settles over a crumpled Tristan in Austria, there is still that faggot sense of duty driving his urge to serve. “You know, if he had showed any empathy today,” said Tristan, “I would happily go through it again.”
That’s troubling to me. Time and again I have championed a faggot’s right to be treated with some amount of dignity. I have told faggots that they shouldn’t accept abuse from their Alphas. That they have the right to say “no” to something that is happening, that their bodies are ultimately theirs, and nobody else’s.
Great Alphas are the most incredible beings on Earth, but Destroyer Alphas often slip in like a wolf in sheep’s clothing and abuse the flock. They’re hard to spot until they pounce.
But once we identify them, we need to stop offering our throats to them.
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Listen to this faggot beg for more. Its cunt is already filled with cum, but it’s never enough.
I love the dirty talking and the call/response method they’re using to get directly into the faggot’s mind and force it into subspace.
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This is part of an ongoing series of articles about a real fag slave named Tim who serves a young straight Alpha Master. CLICK HERE to read all of these articles in chronological order!
What did you do for Thanksgiving? Maybe you sat down with family and/or friends, enjoyed a nice meal, played some board games together, or watched some football.
Slave Tim, on the other hand, spent Thanksgiving toiling with five other faggots while serving a houseful of Alphas.
Apparently, slave Tim’s Master is part of a community of straight Alphas who all own personal faggot slaves. I have yet to find out how slave Tim’s Master came to be a part of this group given that he’s relatively young and normal-looking (I’ve seen a picture, and he’s a cigar-chomping stud). Nevertheless, these Alphas freely use and share their faggots with each other.
Slave Tim’s Master decided to have a Thanksgiving day party for some good food and football. Seven Alphas came over for the party (eight in total counting slave Tim’s Master) and six total faggots. Two of the Alphas didn’t bring their faggots with them.
The Men relaxed while the faggots kept busy. One faggot took care of the cooking. Another faggot tended to plating the meal. The other four faggots tended to the needs of two Alphas each. It was all highly organized and efficient.
After dinner, the Alphas relaxed and watched the game. At some point, one of the Alphas who did not have a faggot pulled out his cock. Slave Tim, as host faggot, was expected to service the fagless Alpha. So slave Tim got down and sucked off the Alpha.
This of course turned on the other Alpha without a fag, and he also pulled out his cock. Slave Tim then dutifully serviced that Alpha as well.
As slave Tim said, “The host faggot is considered public property.”
I am endlessly fascinated by these Alpha communities that traffic in faggot slaves. It is something California Alpha has been involved with for years, too. In some cases, these faggots are bought and sold like actual property. In every example, these Alphas treat fag ownership as a right of their superiority, use these faggots at will, and care for their faggots the way they might care for a dog or a prized cow.
It’s clear that this Alpha community of fag ownership is a natural tenet of Alphahood. We have seen similar behavior between straight Alpha friends Jin, Matt, and Nick. But much of it is publicly unknown. These are secretive cabals of Alphas, and they don’t share easily with non-Alphas who might judge them for owning and using faggot slaves.
But it is happening. Just as Nature intended.
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If you’re a faggot cocksucker and you make yourself available, any group of Men will put you to work. Alpha pack mentality takes over, with each member of the pack pushing the group to greater depths of depravity and aggression.
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Faggots trapped in a room with several Alphas has little or no chance of survival. One of the Alphas will take the lead, initiating a humiliation for the faggot, and the other Alphas will follow that lead.
From there, almost anything is possible.
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