There is just something so indescribably right about this picture. It embodies the essence of the Alpha/faggot dynamic, its purest form.
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 the inimitable Lane V. Rogers (formerly Helix Studios golden boy Blake Mitchell) enjoying a cigar and looking quite dashing in his gorgeous beige jacket. He’s celebrating his recent acceptance into college.
I just love this about the Man. Lane never stops trying to improve himself despite already achieving phenomenal success at a young age. Alphas are like that. They are constantly hungry for new achievements and goals.
But lets not forget that, beneath the civilized veneer he projects to his professional audience, Lane is still an Alpha Beast beneath it.
Here he is absolutely face fucking his boyfriend faggot Chad Alec with abandon. “Get over here!” barks Master Lane as he gets ready to unload in his pet faggot’s mouth.
There is no way to ever suppress the true animal of a Man!
This post is part of a thread chronicling the adventures of Miami fag, a muscular executive faggot who travels and services white collar Alphas. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Well, the first story featuring the adventures of Miami fag really inspired a bunch of faggots out there. They were positively vibrating with excitement!
That’s the power of the direct approach in action!
Frankly, Miami fag was pretty thrilled to see his story published and the positive feedback it received, too. So he wanted to share another true story (see disclaimer below) of a crazy encounter he had … with his boss.
OK. Here’s the story of me sucking off my boss. One of the hottest things that’s EVER happened to me.
So about 10 years, I was living in Washington, DC. I work as a consultant. My boss and I were always close. He was a real mentor to me when I was first starting out, and he hired me just when I needed a job. He’s a great boss too. He is 12 years older than I am and much taller (I am 5’9, he is 6’4). For a guy in his late 40s, he is in incredible shape too. We would occasionally work out together, and he could run circles around me in the gym (and I know my way around the equipment!). Long story short, we were always close, but he was also always the boss – I followed orders, he gave them.
One day, I decided to take a sick day so that I could spend the day giving head. Twice a month I’d get in the habit of posting craigslist ads offering no recip oral sessions for straight, hung men. Had a lot of great experiences doing this and have been able to provide oral relief to hundreds and hundreds of men over the years.
This one day, I posted an ad, and I received a great response. The guy said he was married, never got head, and his wife had basically stopped interacting with him. He said he needed a muscular faggot to push around a little bit and to take care of him. He sent a picture – lean, athletic body, but no dick pic included. I do not require face or dick pics to meet; however, given my professional status and my personal looks, I consider myself to be a cocksucker only for top notch Alpha men. When a man shows up for head, I can tell if he is a real Alpha or not. The fake ones, I always turn away. So, it doesn’t matter if no face or dick pic, because I will absolutely turn them away if they do not meet my expectations. (I’m sure this will cause some cocksucker controversy!!! :).
(This is a bit bothersome. It’s unwise for faggots to be this arrogant. Nothing against Miami fag here – what he’s doing is working – but having this kind of attitude will lead to disaster more often than success.)
So, I take the risk. I gave him my address and we decided to meet about 1 hour later. Whenever I’m about to service a Man, I get butterflies in my stomach – the adrenaline rush is unbelievable. So, the time came, and I went outside (I lived in an apartment building at that time) to wait.
And then I saw him, my boss. He had parked his car and was walking towwards my building. He saw me. He put two and two together. So did I. He approached me, and I just said, “It doesn’t matter to me. It doesn’t change anything. It won’t change anything.” And he just said, “Promise?” And I said, “Yes. 100%.” He looked so nervous, but we went upstairs anyway.
As soon as we entered my apartment, his entire mood changed. He is usually the nicest and friendliest guy. All of sudden, he became extremely serious. Made me take off my clothes and tell him why I deserved to suck his dick. He put his big hand behind my head and put my face right in his and said, I will never forget, “I’ve always wanted to fuck your face, faggot.” Then he spit right in my face. He took off his shirt, and then everything but his underwear. He made me pull those off and I couldn’t believe my eyes. One of the biggest Manhoods I’ve ever seen. It was a good length, probably 8″, but the girth was incredible. Thicker than a beer can, or so it seemed.
I went in to start servicing, but he pushed me away. “Smell it first.” He made me smell his dick for a good few minutes and tell him why I should be allowed to suck it. I was in heaven, Sam. It was unbelievable. Finally, he let me suck it. And when he got close, he asked if I swallow. I said “Yes, sir, I do.” And just like that, he came, right down my throat.
He got dressed, left, and we NEVER spoke of it again. And we had a great working relationship after that too. (I should explain that, while I am a faggot and I am meant to serve men, and while I LOVE all men and their beautiful penises, I only service the highest quality alphas. I am an “alpha” in real life myself – I always make more money than the men who want their dicks sucked, I am great looking, have an incredible body, etc. For me, I need a TRUE alpha to feed me. It’s hard to find TRUE alphas. Some men just pretend. They see this as role play, as a game. They want to feel 15 minutes of power by pretending to be a real alpha who is in charge. When I find men who ARE truly in charge, my heart races and my adrenaline pumps.)
Never sucked him again. But, thanks to you, the next time I see him, I will be VERY direct about it. I have a plan. Hoping to see him in September at an event. Planning to say something to him like, “If you need a repeat, sir, you know where to find me.” Just let him know it’s all good.
This was handled impeccably. Business-like, appropriately. I mean aside from the spitting and throat fucking and the cumshot, of course.
Ask yourself – if you saw your boss walking up the drive on his way to use your mouth, would you have the nerve to go through with it? Would you be able to steel yourself and improvise on the fly in order to make sure you perform properly?
This is what separates faggots from the pretenders. True faggots can put everything in the line for the sake of purpose!
Thank you Miami fag for sharing this amazing story!
[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.]
[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’ve been sucking straight dick for more than 20 years. When I first began writing about my experiences wrangling straight Alphas and serving them, I was roundly criticized for making shit up.
Six years ago when I started this site, I was one of the loudest voices publicizing this basic truth, and I was genuinely baffled by the disbelief I received. Later my stance was supported by powerful straight married Alphas like Natural Hung Bull or Straight Alpha Mike who verified that straight Alphas do indeed use faggots, and that they are approachable by faggots.
Then I began to explain how I make an offer to straight strangers I meet in life. And yet again I was blasted by unbelievers who told me I was full of shit.
But every so often I get a message from a faggot who gathers up the necessary courage and tries my advice … and they come back to me with awesome success stories.
The latest story comes from a faggot I’m going to name Miami.
Hi Sam. I am a HUGE fan. I love what you do. I have dozens of great stories of times when I have sucked cock BUT it wasn’t until I started reading your site that I got the courage to be direct about it.
So literally just last week, I met up with a colleague of mine. A man I’ve worked with for many years. He was in town and we decided to grab dinner. We’re both mid-30s professional dudes. He’s married with a few kids. I’m single but date around occasionally. We’re friendly but not necessarily friends. We grabbed dinner and talked business, figured out what we needed to.
Then, as we were having a last drink (we were at a restaurant a few blocks from his hotel), he hinted that he was hoping to find a woman while he was in town. I can’t be judgmental of others, and I don’t have any judgment about his marriage or who he does what with.
But it was my opening. I remembered your advice to cocksuckers to be direct.
Now let me tell you about him quickly: He is about 6’2 and I’d say 180-190 pounds. He works out regularly but really more of a dad body with muscular arms and shoulders…at least that’s all I’ve been able to see. Dark wavy hair; extremely handsome masculine face; dark features, And my favorite…HUGE hands. It was the first thing I noticed about him when we met 8 or so years ago.
So, he makes this comment about finding a woman, And I said, “You know, P—, there’s an easy way for you to get your rocks off.” He was surprised to hear me talk like this. I said, “Have you ever heard of a cocksucker?” He laughed – god his smile is so amazing – he thought I was joking.
I kept a straight face and he said, “What do you mean?” Seeing that I was serious. I said “there is a special sub-class of gay and bi men who identify as cocksuckers. This means that they live and die to just suck dick.” He opened his eyes even bigger and said “Really?” I told him that cocksuckers live to be between a Man’s legs and will focus on all of the areas that a woman just doesn’t know – his balls, under his balls, his thighs, his feet.
He leaned in and said really quietly, “How do I find one?” I said you’ve been working with one for 8 years.
The check just happen to come at that moment, and he threw down a bunch of cash. He said, “I have to make a phone call, but come to Room such-and-such in 30 minutes at the hotel.” So of course, I went.
He had propped the door open, and was seated on the couch at the end of the room. When I walked in, his back was basically to me, but I could see that he was shirtless. I walked around the couch, and he was sitting there, legs spread, in nothing but his boxer briefs. He was slightly stocky, but his torso was covered in this beautiful dark fur and his arms were just resting on the back of the couch. I could see his pits. Big biceps, big shoulders, beautiful pecs. A real man. And his legs. Hairy and muscular, with a set of Size 14 feet ending each.
“Get to work.” That’s what he said! I could have cum right then.
I got down on my knees between his legs. And I helped pull off his boxer briefs. The smell of his crotch hit me and I was gone. Passed out in faggot heaven. His dick was starting to get hard and was so perfectly thick. He wasn’t too verbal, but I edged him quite a few times. After about an hour, he said his balls couldn’t take it any more and he “needed to nut.” I kept going. About 30 seconds later, I felt his huge left hand come down HARD on the back of my head, which pushed his Manhood deep into my throat, and he gave me a wonderful load.
I cleaned him up, and he was extremely grateful. And PROMISED to feed me again next time I see him. All thanks to you!!!!!
I fucking love success stories like this from brave faggots who follow my advice and push themselves and their offer out there to straight Men. I’m telling you, there will be lots of success stories if you do the same.
Thanks to Miami fag for sharing his amazing victory with me!
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!
Once an Alpha has broken through a faggot’s initial resistance and got it to accept a first breeding, there will always be the second round. Here’s where it gets interesting. This is the point when the Alpha can really cut loose and take the faggot even farther into subspace. The faggot’s resistance belied, it now has no opportunity to fight back against further intrusions by the Alpha that now owns it.
But often faggots still try to resist!
Master Cody discovered that his faggot roommate still has some fight left in it today, so Master Cody needed to introduce it to its new reality:
I headed back to the dorms about an hour and a half ago and saw my roommate’s car. Something just came over me.
I texted him to see if he was in. He said he was there but going to the library. I told him to stay put and sent a pic of my hard dick. I got there and he had stayed put. I didn’t think this would be a big deal.
But he tried to clap back at me. “That doesn’t mean I was going to do it again … you’re not entitled … That text was inappropriate.” It was so pathetic to listen to.
What he doesn’t know (and I know all too well) is that the path from angry to horny is really short. I just stay patient and let it run its course. I took off my shirt and acted kind of douchey just to nudge him closer. I even complimented his cocksucking ability which he didn’t find amusing.
He was still arguing but he was flushed by then. I played with myself through my shorts a little. I came back around the desk and saw his little bulge and precum spot. I just kind of smirked. The words coming out of his mouth didn’t match what his body said. He looked so defeated and turned around in his chair. I told him no chair and to get on his knees. He obeyed.
Truth be told, I hate getting my dick sucked standing up. But I couldn’t resist the sight at first. He would try to reach up and touch me and I swatted his hand away. A little negative reinforcement this time. I exaggerated some muscle contraction, put my hands behind my head, stuff like that. I still made him look up at me.
I did have to sit but I sat bare ass in his chair and let him gobble up. I was more aggressive with his head this time. When it came time I hugged the back of his head and held it down while I nutted down his throat. He tapped my thigh trying to get me to let go. Spit was going out the corners of his mouth. I finally let him go and let him catch his breath.
That was about 30 minutes ago. He wiped out his chair with a Clorox wipe (haha) and has been silent ever since while I just lay in my bed. It must be different when you have to share a space and have no other place to go. I wish I knew what he’s been thinking about these past several days. In my mind I wish I had worn him down earlier in the semester but I wasn’t really giving him a thought one way or another. He was just there. I did my own thing.
We get several lessons in this latest episode.
Master Cody truly understands the needs of submissives and how to use those needs to his advantage. He’s mentioned to me privately that he uses many of these same techniques on females in order to help them through self-righteous objections and to the thing they both want – pleasure.
However, with faggots Master Cody has found the perfect foil for his overwhelming dominance. He can literally be as pushy, arrogant, and cruel as he wants to be and faggots will always come back for more. That kind of power cannot be replaced or faked.
So now Master Cody owns a live-in faggot. All that’s left to find out is how far can he take this new faggot. I have a feeling Master Cody will be eager to find out!
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!
My adventure of coming to know the great college god Master Cody began with his questions about his dorm roommate being a faggot, and how he might get the roommate to suck his dick. And now the inevitable finally happened!
Let me take you back several days. Like any Alpha predator, Master Cody had been scheming on ways he might get his roommate to finally submit to him and service his cock. Here’s how he began his manipulation:
I came back early and thought I’d blow off some steam. I propped the door open and hung my trisuit in the middle so my roommate would have to walk through it to get in. Right past where my sweaty balls were this morning.
He came in and I started fucking with him. I told him I just wanted to jerk off to blow off steam. I asked him if he had any porn he could send me. He just said I was retarded and said no. I know that’s a lie. I even said he was full of shit. He said he was just stopping in before going to the library. He didn’t pick up anything so he’s full of shit again. He got uncomfortable.
So, I set a prey trap. I have an open mesh hamper. I moved it out like I’m going to wash later. I set the top clothes a certain way: underwear, socks, bicycle shorts. I took a pic with my phone. I’m going to see if any of it is disturbed. I told a former teammate of mine that I’d help him study tonight. He’s got to get through one math course to graduate next fall. So, I’m going to put that I’m out on my whiteboard so he knows he’s got time to go through my dirty drawers. I’m a bastard.
A perfect trap! When I mentioned to Master Cody about his scent being an irresistible attractant for faggots, he seemed to already understand this … I wonder if Alpha Males somehow figure this out naturally over time?
The next day I received this message:
I’m about 75% certain he got in my hamper. The setup was slightly off but I’m not totally sure if it’s because he reached in. He might have stooped down to smell and rustled it a little. This morning picked up a shirt I ran in and sniffed it. I asked him if he thought it was too nasty to be worn again. He didn’t hesitate and bent over and sniffed on it. I didn’t expect it to be that easy. He flushed.
Once Master Cody told me about the faggot’s willingness to lean over and sniff that sweaty shirt, I knew it was all over. I encouraged Master Cody to really push it the next time, and make the opportunity almost impossible to ignore.
And that’s exactly what he did!
My roommate came back around 4. I only had on a pair of sweat shorts and laid on my bed. I hammed up my distressed look. He asked if I was alright. I have been stressed out lately so it wasn’t too hard to describe studying for finals, racing this summer, thinking about whether I’d stay with my parents this summer while taking a couple of classes. I said I had no outlet for stress. He figured my morning training sessions took care of that. I didn’t think he would catch on but luckily the next thing he asked was what else I do to de-stress. I just said, flat out, nothing in this world gets rid of my stress like getting my dick sucked. Jerking off is no substitute. My girlfriend wasn’t talking to me. It was all dramatic bullshit.
“Do you care who sucks your dick?”
“What do you mean who?”
“Does it have to be a woman?” I lied. “Honestly, I don’t care right now either way. I’m gonna end up sick with stress.” He sighed. Finally, he said, “I can do it if you won’t tell anyone.”
And so it happened. I got the pity response. He knelt at the end of the bed near my feet and pulled down the sweat shorts. He’s seen my dick soft but not hard. I told him don’t be scared. It was pretty good actually. I cut the bullshit and gave him a little direction and feedback. I held the back of his head but only lightly. Mostly just to pet behind his ears, back of his head, back of his neck. He shivered and kind of made a grunt with my dick in his mouth when I first did it. He would look up my body and to my face sometimes and that always sets me off when it’s a weaker male. He asked if he could touch my body. I let him because I’m trying to make this rewarding for him. I mean at that point he’s not just doing it out of pity. He’s getting into it. So then I could get a little more aggressive. I let him use his hand at the base and pump. He was pigging out. I didn’t want him to ask if I wanted him to swallow or, worse, say he didn’t want to. I kept hold of his head and kept moaning. I thrashed when it started pumping in his mouth and throat. I think the orgasm lasted longer. He cleaned up every drop. Squeezed it out of my dick.
I know he resents me a little. Friends of friends told me that he thought I was an asshole. Then he found out I wasn’t just some idiot. In his mind, I’m supposed to be dumber than him. That’s what made it so much better watching him slobbering up my dick and looking up at me. Then wanting to touch and feel. Now he’s gonna want to do it again. And I’m trying to figure out how I want approach the second one. It would be fun watching him ask to do it but I don’t want to risk him going back in his shell. So, I’m gonna make it on my terms. But not this weekend probably.
THIS IS HOW IT’S DONE!
No faggot on this planet can resist a straight Alpha’s power when the Alpha has locked in on his prey and has set a trap to take ownership of it! The sights and smells and, most importantly, the brazen confidence of an Alpha combine forces to overwhelm the faggot and make escape impossible.
Master Cody is truly breathtaking, one of the most impressive Alphas I’ve met in the six years with this site. It’s just natural to him. This is what he was born to be, a god-man to be worshiped by females and faggots. And, with a cunning intellect like that, he will have the Kingdom and everything he deserves!
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!
Okay, I was duped.
You might remember this recent question I received from a college Alpha who was thinking about trying to get his dorm roommate to suck his dick. Whenever I receive questions, unless they otherwise indicate, I answer presuming two things: (1) that the writer is being truthful, and (2) that the writer knows little about Hierarchical principles. This initial presumption of innocence has helped me find some incredible true stories (like Sir Rob and his Alpha son Master Kyle) that I might’ve been tempted to dismiss had I listened to my readers.
In the case of the question from the college Alpha above, my answer came from the point of view that the college Alpha had no prior experience with faggots.
SURPRISE! In follow-up emails I discovered that the college Alpha in question, Cody, has been using faggots for easy release and as playthings for his dominance since high school!
Alpha Cody initially emailed me back to inform me of his first attempt following my advice to get his dorm mate to suck his dick:
Hey it’s Cody. The guy with the beta roommate. My first try didn’t work. I came out of the shower, opened my towel up, shook my dick, and did the whole “you know want it” thing. Our room door was open too. We live across from two girls. I’ve been on thin ice my first year for some of my bullshit. He got real uptight and told me to stop and wrap back up. Making him uncomfortable is like a hobby for me. I even added, “come on I won’t tell anyone.”
I love the “first try” line, meaning Alpha Cody isn’t going to stop his efforts to get his dick down the roommate’s throat. Very Alpha!
But then came the shocker:
This dorm is full of thirsty dudes though. I went to one whose roomie is a music major and practices all evening and got my balls drained good. I drop by and he always makes time. His roomie’s gay too like most music majors. They won’t tag team tho. I wish they would. I’ve got 2 girls to do it before but not 2 guys. I figured girls would be way more jealous.
Say WHAT?? It was such a casually tossed-off detail that I almost got whiplash from the shock of it. So then began a series of information-seeking questions from me trying to understand Alpha Cody’s life with faggots until this point. It turns out he is possibly the college Alpha of every faggot’s dreams.
A little bit about me: I was a high school triathlete. The NCAA doesn’t have a men’s tri division. That’s something I didn’t know. I was going to do a Team USA qualifier last year but most if not all the races were cancelled. We’ll see about this year. I’m really high energy. I actually got worked up for mania when I was 12. My family has made peace with what I am and how I am.
I asked him about his use of faggots:
I dunno if they’re faggots like you talk about. I don’t do anything kinky with them or call them by certain names. A lot of gay dudes just like my body, dick, and personality. And I like to dominate whether it’s sexually, physically, academically, etc. It’s a rush seeing a male on my dick. I actually like the dorm fags I meet up with. We both want something from each other. But it wouldn’t be nearly as fun as having my roomate cave. The best blow jobs I ever get are from guys (or girls) who hate me.
An example. We had this faggy kid at school in the honors program and “Beta club” (hahahahahaha). He accused me of getting softballed on my grades. Challenged me to enter our qualifier for the National Academic Champion. I whooped his ass in front of an audience. It was beautiful. He came up to me the next Monday and apologized for underestimating me. It was pathetic. I pretty much told him just to suck my dick. And he did. I nut all over him and walked out. I dunno how he got out of school that day without anyone seeing him covered in cream. I have no “use” for faggots like you say except just to tease and torment, and to watch them turn red and get all hungry when I do it. Fucking their mouth or ass is just a side benefit. If I want real sexual pleasure I’ll fuck a girl.
Watching them submit is even more fun because they have no control when it happens. They fight it but they can’t beat their biology. I sound like a bastard but I’m good to people I respect.
Breathtaking!
The bravado and attitude are both perfect studies on Alphahood. Alpha Cody uses faggots like a typical straight Alpha does, for both recreational pleasure and dominant control. It’s all instinct with him. He knew to force that beta bitch to its knees and cum all over it as a way to reestablish Hierarchical order.
Speaking of instinct, how did you like that line about how faggots “can’t beat their biology”? He instinctively understands that faggots will fight it but ultimately they cannot resist the thing they were born to do: serve Men like him.
It’s always exhilarating to communicate with Alphas like Cody who have such a firm command of Hierarchical principles at a young age. It’s like witnessing a miracle of the natural world occur right in front of your eyes!
And I’m fully expecting this beta roommate to submit to Alpha Cody’s insistent demands soon. The truth remains the same – Alphas like him always get what they want eventually.
A faggot’s mouth and throat are meant to be used this way by a Man.
And Men are meant to be serviced this way.
It’s nature.
This is part of a continuing series chronicling the rise of Alpha Matt, a straight male and friend of Alpha Jin who slowly came to understand the wonders of faggot worship. Click here to read all of these posts in order!
I’m constantly in awe of the methodology Masters Nick and Jin have built in order to properly own a faggot. Every step is meticulously designed to draw the faggot deeper into submission.
Where did they come up with it? Pure Alpha instinct, apparently. All I know is their first student of this method – Master Matt – has turned out to be exceptional at it.
After a caging ceremony, the Masters allow a week of adjustment go by. During this time the faggot serves domestically and receives occasional sniffs of their Master’s balls to whet the fag’s appetite.
Then comes a defining moment – the faggot’s first feeding.
This step is not only crucial to the faggot’s indoctrination into its new reality, but it also helps the Alpha to assess the oral skills of the faggot.
So at the end of the first week Master Matt summoned Jeremy to his house. Then he sat on the couch, legs spread widely apart.
“Faggot, get to work.”
Jeremy knelt before Master Matt and wisely began kissing his feet. Slowly Jeremy kissed up Master Matt’s muscular legs, taking his time to really taste the sweat and skin of his King. Finally reaching Master Matt’s full, round balls, Jeremy took his time licking and kissing and smelling them.
This entire pre-oral session lasted nearly an hour. Master Matt’s fat dick head was oozing precum. Master Matt commanded Jeremy to lick it up, and Jeremy did. That was his first taste of sweet Alpha precum, and Jeremy felt at peace.
Finally, it was time. Master Matt guided Jeremy’s head down onto his massive cock and then allowed the faggot to impale itself on it.
This was Jeremy’s first blowjob, so he wasn’t able to do some tricks his fag brother Michael can do (like lick Master’s balls with his nine inch dick down its throat), Jeremy did very well.
Finally, the inevitable happened: Master Matt fed Jeremy his first load. Jeremy greedily swallowed every dollop of Master Matt’s premium seed with gratitude.
Jeremy (like every faggot who has tasted it) loved Master Matt’s cum. “There’s so much of it,” exclaimed the stunned faggot afterward.
In less than two days Master Matt has fed his faggot six times! Every load fed to Jeremy brings the faggot into closer harmony with its purpose – total submission and devotion to the will of its Master.
Technique and tricks will come with practice. But the all-important first lesson – serve the needs of Master completely – was a resounding success!
It’s all part of Nature’s plan!
I’ve warned faggots countless times: you want to serve your hot friend? Great. But just understand the friendship ends once his dick goes in your mouth.
Some sacrifice the friendship. Others can’t.
More and more straight Alphas are seeking out faggot cocksuckers that they can use for fast, professional service. It’s just a fact, folks.
There has also been a similar movement among straight married Alphas. Of course married Men cheat all the time, but you’d think that marriage would blind them to the use of faggots. That’s definitely changing these days.
Case in point: I received a letter from a married Alpha named Aaron. He’s 40 years old and enjoying his life as a mature married King.
But, as is typical in marriages, the lust goes out of the relationship and the sex isn’t coming as often as an Alpha Bull requires.
There is almost always only one great and dependable solution: FAGGOTS. Faggots never get tired of sucking dick, respect a Man’s right to privacy, swallow every drop of his precious cum, and thanks him afterwards. What more could a Man want?
Here’s Alpha Aaron’s letter:
I’m a 40 year old married white guy from near Indianapolis. I’m a former college athlete with an advanced degree who owns a small defense contracting firm. I’m in good shape, have all my hair, am easy on the eyes, and have had plenty of social and financial success all throughout my life. I was my high school’s validictorian, captain of the football and wrestling teams, played college football, and have a STEM PhD.
I’ve been using faggots online for about 10 years or so. When travelling for work, I found an outlet for sexual release in chatting, trading pics, emailing, or camming with fags that were interested in worshiping my cock. I totally get off on other people, men or women, looking at, commenting on, admiring, or otherwise talking about my dick. I love to show it off.
My wife lets me absolutely destroy her pussy, asshole, and/or mouth about every other evening, but the extended lockdown type situation and her early menopause is causing her to enjoy sex less and less. I used to travel about half the time for work, so she got much more of a break, but now I’m expecting sex on a much more frequent basis, she’s changing physically, and she realizes that she’s not really able to continue to give me what I need. So she’s told me I can seek sex elsewhere.
While going out for some strange pussy would probably be preferable to using a faggots mouth or ass, the baggage that comes with another relationship with a woman should be obvious. That just sounds like work. I’m interested in finding a few faggot cocksuckers that I can contact when I need to shoot a load. Ideally, I text them that I need to stop by, they get ready, then I show up and get sucked off. I’m assuming that establishing a few dedicated cocksuckers shouldn’t be that difficult, but we’ll see.
I’m not sure I’m into owning a faggot or two, that sounds like work. The word own implies that I have some responsibility for the fag, and that’s not really what I’m looking for. I want a fag or two that can appreciate a nice big cock, and show his appreciation with his mouth. Who knows that he’s just there for my sexual satisfaction and that I don’t need another wife, or son, or anything like that. I just need a warm hole to fuck, and he offers up his mouth like a substitute pussy.
Alpha Aaron is describing the basic dynamic between an Alpha and a faggot. This is exactly how Men should use faggots!
Here’s my prediction: Alpha Aaron is going to find a faggot, fuck its throat, and feed it multiple loads. And he’s going to love the easy service and worship that comes with faggots that he’s going to keep coming back to use them again and again.
It happens all the time!
It never fails. Men can always find a faggot on its knees at the gym!
It’s not complicated.
Men want to be worshiped by faggots. Adored by them.
Look at this slow, respectful blowjob. What Man isn’t going to love a cocksucker treating his meat with such care and reverence?
