The concept of Hierarchy is often misunderstood, and the mechanics of Hierarchy are even less understood. Simply put, Hierarchy is the First Law of human society. It defines how society is structured, almost entirely based on Male power dynamics.
From the first moment one Man dominated another Man, Hierarchy has been the driving force behind all Male interactions and human achievements. Men rule the world; every bridge, skyscraper, scientific discovery, mechanical advancement, medical breakthrough, and work of art has been imagined, designed, and built by Men. Every war won and every life created – all by the power of Men.
Hierarchy celebrates the power and glory of Men, while also honoring another basic truth: Men are NOT created equal.
To illustrate my current understanding of Hierarchical levels, I created the above diagram. Here’s an explanation:
The following post is part of a thread highlighting the exploits of Master Dean, the God Alpha son of Master Dino and twin brother/owner of Jimmy the faggot. CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!
When God Alpha Dino moved his extended family of Alphas and faggots from their mountain fortress to an island in the Atlantic Ocean, I worried that the extreme change in environment and lack of easy medical care might not be best for them (especially given the number of toddlers involved). I kept my reservations to myself since it wasn’t my place to question the move at all.
But how foolish I was! The change in environment was the perfect place to finally unleash the absolute power of the five Alphas there: Master Dino, Master Chad, Master Dean, Master Cal, and Master Phillip. They have all reverted into primal Alpha beasts like their ancient ancestors. Mostly naked and roasted by the sun to a deep, rich, coffee brown, the Alphas take profound pleasure in training together, hunting together, and breeding together.
The many faggots with them (called “the rainbow” because each is named after a color) have also reverted back to the way ancient fags served Alpha clans of the past, by cooking and gathering and caring for Alpha offspring. Oh, and being used again and again for sexual pleasure by the horny Alphas of the tribe.
It’s the way it has always been, and Master Dino’s family has become its embodiment on this isolated island paradise.
Of all the Alphas on the island, I’m probably closest to Master Dean. He’s the most directly intellectual of them, and a gifted writer. And while I’m nothing compared to him and will never be counted among his friends, he deigns to make me feel worthy in small ways that feel like the universe to me.
In keeping with that spirit, Master Dean occasionally writes to me for no reason other than he was thinking of me, as he did recently:
Hello little one,
I am refraining from My studies and, in mid-contimplation, thoughts turned to you. I trust you are well. We all certainly are thriving. I can see the Children outside, faggots with the young Ones and Chadwick and Phillip with the oldest group. It looks as if Our Savior is thrilling the youthful Spawns with an adventurous yarn as He demonstrates how to dress a boar for storage. They all laugh and alternate for the premium spot beside Our boisterous, blood-spattered Leader. My Son especially loves hunting and absorbs every word and action of His Uncle Chad. Concurrently, the Prince follows Me, drinking in My educationed speech, and is in awe of My medical knowledge. If someone is ill, Prince is at My side as I examine the patient. But both Boys worship Their respective Fathers as well.
Bunny is well and on a mission to serve Phillip and Spike, His Son, until the Men are drained. My little whore is well and happy. I honestly was unsure of the outcome for bunny for a time. I was assured of My baby’s recovery when, after 2 days of bed rest after open heart surgery, she asked for My semen. Not food or drink, just My penis and ejaculate.
Cal just entered and nosily read what I am writing. He says hello. I must tell you He is a fine specimen of a Alpha Man, tanned, just developed muscularly, and His scent is amazing. I may be compelled to enter a contest of strength with My Brother and see Which comes out on top-or bottom depending on One’s desires. Ha. I amuse Myself.
Chadwick continues to lead by example and with education in the best manner for Children. Not one disobeys His command or fails to understand all He teaches. I, too, am never questioned or disobeyed. I am aware that Chad informed you of His faggot son, gavin. he is definitely a faggot who loves all Men but is almost insanely in love with Chad. The little whore has been caught with Chad, who is unknowing of anything when sleeping. (c.c. can attest to being taken by Chad while He sleeps. My Brother copulates while snoring.) Regardless, I caught gavin with a sleeping Savior absolutely worshipping Chad’s tumescent penis, licking and sniffing until He ejaculated that huge emission as I walked in. Unnoticed, I stood watching as that faggot reveled in a Man’s cum. I thought it best to remain quiet and exit. I told Chadwick about the experience and He decided to ignore it but We all now make sure gavin is unable to enter a room where Chad sleeps. Neither want to discourage gavin’s desires or warp his emotional self, his natural desires. he is a faggot. It seems We have another bunny and Pop situation here as gavin is now totally inseparable from Chadwick whenever He is available to gavin.
Well little one, I could continue to infinity but I think it’s definitely time for an Alpha contest with Cal. His scent was intoxicating. Who knows, I might actually ‘lose’ and be compelled to give My ass to My Brother. Ha. (Still amusing Myself) Afterward, I’m positive of some type of orgiastic taking of the rainbow. It’s been almost a week since All Men gathered to take all faggots. It’s definitely the moment.
Good day, little one. Your King is feeling jubilant and aroused. I mustn’t tarry.
Your Master, Dean
King of faggotry.
I really cherished that update. Master Dean sounds so relaxed, so complete within himself. He knows he rules along with his brothers at the summit of hierarchy, and his place is forever ensured. Their island Kingdom is just the literal manifestation of that promise.
It was great to hear about Master Chad’s classes with his many sons in rapt attention around him. Is there a sight that better represents Alpha mentorship than Master Chad passing his knowledge to his sons??
When Master Dean described smelling Master Cal’s pheromones on the breeze and getting aroused, it really brought home for me just how much this island paradise is transforming all of them into their primal states. They have left “modern society” behind, choosing instead to live life by the ancient code of Natural Law!
The part about Master Chad’s son Gavin would probably disturb most people. But rather than becoming instantly offended, a little thought would reveal a great truth: the deep knowledge of hierarchy that Masters Chad and Dean have help them to accurately detect and handle these peculiar needs of their growing sons. Also, regardless of what Gavin grows to be, he will always have a safe, inclusive, and encouraging place in this family built on hierarchical values!
I’m a very lucky faggot indeed to know this amazing family over such a long period of time!
But best of all, I get to know and serve one of the great God Alphas of my life, my wickedly intelligent Master Dean!
Master Brian here, thanks for the reply Sam. You’re right, my brother is the reason where I am where I am today. I love him because he is my role model and we’re each other’s confidante. And I do NOT want to lose or disrespect him. Owning our fags alongside him is out of question, because all I think about is owning him. So I guess then my only choice is to move out and keep a distance between I can rid of these urges. A question: do you know any older brother who’ve submitted to a younger brother?
Master Brian, thank you for responding thoughtfully to my reply!
I’m sorry that this urge is driving a wedge between you and your Alpha brother! Alphas are so much more powerful when they work together as a pack. I really hope things can remain amicable between you both, and hopefully the storm of dominance inside of you can settle a bit. This is a fairly common urge with extremely dominant Alphas in close situations, although one breeding the other as a show of superiority is probably rare.
I don’t know of another situation involving Alpha brothers that resembles yours, Master. I’ve had multiple situations involving an Alpha brother and a faggot brother, but those are not quite the same as yours. I’m sorry, Master.
Again, please feel free to keep in touch! My email is hierarchyuniversity@gmail.com. Thank you Master!
hello Sam. i’m 20 years old and from Ukraine, so my apologies for any mistakes in the text. i’m not nearly as knowledgeable in the hierarchy as you are, so i’m here to get educated. i find many aspects of the hierarchy to be aligned with what i always felt naturally. i think that i’m supposed to worship the men i’m with, supposed to be selfless and take care of them (or rather, him) in more ways than sexually. the only problem is that i’m a transsexual man.
i’ve always been attracted to men in ways no females around me were. i knew something was off from a very young age. i was always more interested in being the one to gift things instead of receiving gifts, giving sexually instead of receiving sexually. i must also point out that i only have anal sex. i get fucked like a faggot, i look like one, and apparently i find that a lot of what you preach actually resonates with me a lot. so i was wondering… do i even belong here? i’ve seen trans women in your discord, but never others like me. so i wanted to make sure where exactly my place is in the hierarchy? i would assume it’s even lower than a male faggot because i obviously lack what gay Alphas desire anatomy-wise, and i also don’t use or even show the unfortunate part that straight Alphas desire anatomy-wise. so i’m the worst of both worlds, basically.
My friend, thank you for writing to me!
The trans community poses a tricky proposition for hierarchical thought, because their situations are often assessed by less obvious means (internal identity, emotional/mental outlooks, etc.). It’s hard for someone like me to assess you because I can’t read your mind or heart, of course.
I do commend you for your bravery ad honesty. Rest assured, you have a place in hierarchy just like everyone else!
From an initial reading of the biographical details you provided, I would easily classify you as a faggot. By every metric, you’re functioning as a faggot for Men and Alphas right now.
I wanted to add that your claim that gay Alphas wouldn’t want you because you’re “missing parts” simply isn’t true. Many, many gay Alphas want nothing to do with a penis unless they have a demanding fetish for locking up fags (which is rare). I think you’d be perfect for either straight or gay Alphas, though. Yes, I know you don’t want straight Alphas using your retired parts, but straight Alphas still like the LOOK of those things, giving you an advantage over genetically-male faggots.
My advice to you is to simply become the best faggot you can be, perfect the various aspects of your service, and ignore the worry about your gender. You’re as much of a faggot as anyone else born with a desire to serve!
BTW, I hope I didn’t offend you if I misused terminology incorrectly. I admit I’m not the best when it comes to transsexuality.
This post is part of a thread following the development of a straight Alpha from Montreal named Simon, a friend of Master Jin. CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!
It’s hard to overstate the effect Master Jin and his first faggot Chin have had on countless lives and on this website. When Master Jin first reached out to me sometime late in 2019, he was a straight college student curious about owning his dorm roommate Chin. After taking ownership of Chin, he mentored three straight Alpha teammates on his university soccer team to own fags as well. All the while, Master Jin used his loyal fag Chin to service each straight Alpha, demonstrating to them all the pleasure of owning a personal faggot.
Years later, Master Jin has graduated and moved to Montreal with his fags to become a successful doctor. But that practice hasn’t stopped him from his most valuable work: teaching his straight Alphas about hierarchy and the ownership of faggots!
Master Jin still likes to play soccer recreationally, and this summer he met a teammate named Simon. Master Jin instantly recognized Simon was an Alpha brother, and as he learned more about Simon, he sensed that Simon needed to learn the truth about his life!
I’m so proud to present Master Jin and Chin’s latest masterpiece of Alpha mentorship! Listen to Master Jin’s latest experience:
As promised, I thought I would finally put together what happened that summer with my buddy Simon. Looking back on it now, it’s quite a story.
To give you some context, Simon is a good friend of mine. He has always considered himself completely straight. He’s also a very good soccer player and plays and trains with our team.
That summer, Simon broke up with his girlfriend of four years. Between his busy work schedule and all the training, he was having a hard time meeting anyone. One Sunday afternoon, over a couple of beers, he confided in me that he was incredibly horny since his girlfriend had moved out.
I teased him and gently suggested that perhaps he should consider something he’d never thought about before.
Simon immediately became defensive.
“I’m straight.”
I told him that experimenting didn’t necessarily change how he saw himself and that he might be surprised by what he discovered if he kept an open mind. He laughed it off, but I could tell I’d planted a seed.
There was another reason I felt comfortable suggesting it.
Chin is my caged submissive and has been wearing a chastity cage for several years as part of our arrangement. He’s not my boyfriend or partner; our relationship is based on the dynamic we’ve established between us. Chin is completely comfortable with his role and has always been very good at putting people at ease.
Simon knew Chin, but he didn’t really understand the nature of our arrangement.
The following week, after our afternoon training session, it was obvious Simon was still frustrated and lonely. I invited him back to my place for a beer and some barbecue.
When Chin came home that evening, he was still dressed in his gym clothes. He was wearing a tight pair of spandex shorts, and the outline of his cage was clearly visible.
Simon noticed it almost immediately.
His eyes flicked downward before quickly returning to Chin’s face. He looked at me, then back at Chin, as if trying to work out what exactly he was seeing.
Chin, meanwhile, was completely relaxed.
“You’re kidding me,” Simon eventually said quietly.
Chin just laughed.
That seemed to break the tension. Simon was clearly fascinated, but he wasn’t nearly as uncomfortable as he had been when we’d first talked about the idea.
After we’d talked for a while, I excused myself and gave them some privacy. I trusted Chin completely, and I knew Simon was curious but also uncertain.
They spent some time talking privately. Chin reassured Simon that there was no pressure and that Simon could stop at any point.
When I returned about ten minutes later, the atmosphere had changed.
Simon was quiet and visibly embarrassed, while Chin seemed completely relaxed.
I didn’t ask for details, and Simon didn’t offer them. I didn’t need to. There was something different in Simon’s expression. The nervousness was still there, but it was mixed with curiosity, excitement and, surprisingly, relief.
Later, Simon admitted that the hardest part hadn’t really been what happened. It was deciding whether he was actually going to allow himself to find out what he was curious about.
Once he’d made that decision, the uncertainty seemed much easier to deal with.
A few days later, Simon and I were talking about everything that had happened. He was still trying to make sense of the different relationship dynamics he’d suddenly been exposed to.
I decided to show him Hierarchy University. At first he was skeptical, but his curiosity quickly got the better of him. He started asking questions and looking at the different ideas and relationship dynamics on the site.
I told him he didn’t have to adopt anything he saw there. He could simply look, think about it and decide for himself what interested him.
That seemed to make a difference.
*****
What happened that evening didn’t disappear when Simon left my house.
If anything, it opened a door.
Over the next few weeks, Simon became increasingly comfortable talking to me about his feelings. He still insisted that he was straight, but there wasn’t quite the same certainty behind it anymore.
Then something happened that surprised even me.
Simon met a guy of his own.
This time, I had nothing to do with it. Simon had found him himself, and that was significant.
He wasn’t simply experimenting because I’d suggested it or because he was lonely after his breakup. He was making his own choices.
At first, he kept things fairly quiet. But gradually, the guy became a regular part of his life.
Simon seemed happier and more relaxed. The constant need to explain himself seemed to disappear.
Then, only a few weeks later, he told me that his new guy was moving in with him.
I remember thinking about our conversation earlier that summer.
Simon had once been so determined to tell me that he was completely straight. Now he had voluntarily invited another man into his home and, more importantly, into his life.
He still didn’t seem particularly interested in labels.
Maybe he didn’t need one.
Perhaps the biggest change wasn’t who Simon was attracted to. It was that he had stopped being afraid of discovering something new about himself.
*****
Then, last weekend, Simon told me something that made me smile.
He had introduced his new partner to chastity.
Apparently, what Simon had seen in my arrangement with Chin had stayed with him. He’d been fascinated by Chin’s confidence and by the dynamic between us, and now Simon had decided to introduce something similar into his own relationship.
It struck me as almost funny how much had changed in such a short time.
A few months earlier, Simon had been sitting across from me insisting that he was completely straight and would never consider anything outside the life he’d always known.
Now he was living with a male partner and had created a relationship dynamic that, in some ways, echoed the one he’d first encountered with Chin.
I teased him about it.
He just laughed.
“Don’t start,” he said.
But there was no defensiveness in his voice this time.
That was perhaps the biggest change of all.
Simon wasn’t trying to explain himself anymore.
He had stopped worrying about what any of it was supposed to mean and had simply found something that worked for him and his partner.
And as I watched him laughing about it, I couldn’t help thinking back to that first Sunday afternoon over beers.
All it took was one conversation to plant the seed.
Simon had done the rest himself.
See what I’m saying about Master Jin? His power and wisdom are beyond comprehension. He understands the Alpha/faggot dynamic so well, and why fags are so important in the lives of straight Alphas.
Master Jin is also a fearless innovator. He’s the one who invented the rule among his Alpha friends that faggots must always be in chastity, and he’s also the one who learned about milking faggots (which he also taught to his Alpha brothers).
There is nobody better for Master Simon to learn from than Master Jin!
But let’s not forget the skill and tact of my brother Chin! He has been the one to introduce fag service to all of Master Jin’s straight friends, and Chin has a success rate of 100%! In fact, I dedicated a post to Chin titled “The Tree Of Chin” in which I traced all of the Alphas and fags who have found fulfillment because of Chin’s skill and obedience! Here’s the newly-updated illustration:
I’m going to make the tree a damned Redwood if Chin keeps going like this!
However, it serves to illustrate how one faggot can make a meaningful difference by simply submitting and serving! I’m very proud of him!
I also want to emphasize that Master Simon initially became interested in faggots when he saw Chin in his chastity cage! How many times have I said that straight Alphas become fascinated and sexually-aroused when they see us in chastity??? A billion?
You can tell Master Simon is a true Alpha by how quickly he went out and enslaved his own faggot, immediately locking it in chastity! Alphas rarely wait to take what they want!
Faggot ownership is a right that all Alphas possess from birth. In fact, faggots only exist to serve the needs of straight Alphas and make them more powerful. Sadly, most straight Alphas don’t know this or deny themselves.
I’m so glad Master Jin and his faggot Chin ONCE AGAIN mentored another straight Alpha and helped him ascend to greater power!
Thank you, Master Jin, as well as his two good boys, my brothers Chin and Lee! May you always be guiding lights!
The Internet has changed virtually everything about our lives, but one of the most dramatic social changes we’ve seen from Internet exposure are those involving straight Men and what they value.
Growing up in the Midwest in America gave me a fairly accurate read on the general temperature of male interactions. Men might occasionally hug, but a firm handshake usually was enough. Conversations typically revolved around sports, car/house issues, and sometimes women.
Psychologists called this “typical male behavior”, but is that really true? After all, Men of ancient cultures definitely didn’t treat their interactions with other Men so superficially. In fact, Male/Male connection was highly prized in those societies. In places like Europe we see similar respect for such relationships, with Men freely hugging and kissing each other and sharing genuine emotions with each other.
But in emotionally-repressive places like America, the chilly Male reserve has been in place for a very long time.
Until now.
The internet has been exposing young straight Men to these new paradigms and possibilities of relationships with other Men. Online memes are rife with flirty teasing between Men that has caused a loosening of the “that’s gay” crowd, and homophobia is rapidly becoming uncool.
It’s being replaced by a new generation of Western Men who cuddle with each other, hug and kiss each other, and share more intimately with their “number ones” than ever before.
Here are a couple of examples of this;
These young Men are learning there is strength that comes from being open and vulnerable with their “ride or die” best friends. They build an impregnable fortress of brotherhood through such connections.
How that reshapes hierarchy remains to be seen. I do think this phenomenon is happening in conjunction with the increased interest from straight Men/Alphas in owning faggots. There’s simply a greater understanding of Manhood and our places within it.
All thanks to the shared knowledge on the internet!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the awakening and ascension of Master Anthony, the straight Alpha cousin of Master Anthony!CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
One of the greatest and most unexpected privileges of running this site over the years has been the opportunity it provides me to teach and guide straight Alphas to discover the profound pleasure and power that they receive by owning and using faggots. It reminds me of my days serving as the first faggot to a number of straight Alphas in my past. My role now is just as satisfying, but different ways. In my previous role, I served and got to witness how my submission transformed those straight Alphas day-by-day. Now, I work in a more personal way, and I’m able to understand the mental/emotional changes these straight Alphas go through as they delve more deeply into hierarchical truth through their fags.
The even better part of my efforts to teach straight Alphas these truths is the fact that, once they embrace faggot ownership, they start sharing it with their Alpha brothers. That’s what happened with Master Jin and the Alphas in Toronto, and that’s what happened with Master Anthony and his best Alpha friend Master Henri.
And now Master Anthony has done it again with his Alpha cousin Master Arthur!
I must tell you that I was impressed with Master Arthur from the beginning. Every time I hear from him, I feel an electrical charge in his words and actions. He’s cut from the same genetic cloth as his God Alpha cousin, and I sense that Master Arthur is going to become just that powerful. He’s still learning … but he’s learning FAST!
I’ve been begging Master Arthur for an update for a few weeks now, ever since he wrote and said he had news to report, He finally did that today, and it’s another dose of pure Alpha adrenaline:
Hey sam the faggot!
I’m finally able to reply to you! I’ve been planning to write to you for a long time, but new things kept happening to me and I can never seem to find the time or the patience to recount everything!
The day after my last story, as expected, my gym buddy Gabin came round to my flat to bring me my washed gym clothes. I’d planned how to welcome him. The door was open, and I was relaxing on my sofa, in my underwear, with my bare feet up on the coffee table. When he arrived, I said, “At last! I hope you’ve worked well! Go and pack them away over there.” He was fascinated by my feet, it was so funny! He was completely flustered! So when he’d finished tidying up, I said, “You’re a good boy. You know what? If you want, you can have a taste of my feet.” I burst out laughing at the look of sheer astonishment on his face! “Go on! I know you’re dying to!”
He hesitated for a few seconds, his eyes fixed on my feet, practically drooling. And then he pounced on them like a starving man! On his knees, he licked my feet vigorously like a dog! It was so fun! So empowering! He licked and kissed my feet for a good half an hour. I forbade him from going any higher than my ankles and had to stop him, as I think he would have carried on for ages! My dick was so hard, but I didn’t want to reward him too much right away. He mumbled his thanks when I kicked him out of my place!
Other things have happened since then. Starting with Nicolas, my subordinate from the office. (By the way, I refer to him as my subordinate because that’s what he is at my workplace. But he’s now my slave as well!) One afternoon, I rang him on his work phone. When he said, “Yes, boss?”, I replied with a curt order: “At my feet. Now.” and hung up. He came running to my office! I told him to close the door and, without even looking at him, I said, “My shoes. Clean them.” He threw himself on the floor and licked my shoes meticulously while I worked, a big smile on my face. When I decided they were clean enough, I kicked him and told him to clear off, still without looking at him. As he left, he said, “At your service, if you need anything!” “I know.”
After that, I spent the weekend with some friends. Nothing too significant, except that while we were having a pizza-beer-TV night, I noticed that one of them often sat on the floor at my feet. I put my feet on his shoulders, and he didn’t flinch. I think I’ll deal with him when I get the chance!
But the following week was craaaazy! I love the way Nicolas treats me at the office. He’s always been shy and respectful, but now I feel that he’s eager to please me. Starting Monday, he began bringing me my coffee in the morning without me even asking. Always ready, always fawning. “Is there anything I can do for you, boss?” I don’t even thank him, I don’t look at him, I just wave him away. But he stays ready to obey my every command!
So every now and then, when I need to relax a little between work sessions, I send him a curt message ordering him to come, and he rushes over. To lick my shoes, massage my feet… or suck my dick! I say, “On your knees,” and he knows what to do. I’m getting more and more aggressive when I fuck his throat, and I love it! He swallows all my cum like he’s dying of thirst! And he keeps coming back for more! It feels so good!
And then there’s still Gabin at the gym. When I went back there, he was really embarrassed about having licked my feet like a dog, and he asked me if we could just move on… But I made it clear to him that there was no going back! During my entire workout, I had him carry my towel and water bottle, fill up the bottle, dry me off, and wipe down my machines… And finally, sniff my armpits! Later that week, it happened again. But this time, at the end, I told him to follow me into the shower to soap me up. He was very embarrassed and hesitant, so I gave him a stern look, and he followed me after glancing around to make sure no one was there.
In the shower, I had him lather my legs and feet while I washed my head. I was rock hard, and he was avoiding looking my cock. So I told him, “Wash my dick. And do a good job, because after this, you’re going to suck it!” He gave me a shocked look, then did as I said. Then I grabbed his head and fucked his throat! Oh fuck, the look in his eyes! So pleading! I felt like I could read in his eyes, “Am I doing this right, sir?” I was stroking his hair and whispering, “That’s good, good boy. You’re made for this. You love my dick, don’t you?” He nodded! Damn! Looking a guy right in the eyes while he’s got my dick in his mouth is one of the most intense feelings I’ve ever experienced!
After that, I decided to give him some other chores. Not just washing and bringing me my clothes, like last time, but also doing my grocery shopping for me. “You know what? I’m sick of running to the store. Won’t you be a good boy and do it for me?” He eagerly agreed! He left with my stuff, and I texted him my orders. And when he came over the next day, he had my clean clothes and my groceries! So cool! I made him put everything away, then I took off my socks. “I know a good dog who’s earned his treat!” This time, I kept my feet on the ground, and it was so thrilling to see him on his belly sucking my toes! Then I throat-fucked again, more aggressively than in the shower. He left thrilled! And I was even more so! And by the way, we didn’t mention reimbursing the cost of the groceries, so those were tributes from him!
You know what? I think that’s enough news for now. I still have a lot to tell you, I’ll try not to take so long to send you the rest! When you send me your post, be sure to CC Anthony again! I’ve shared bits and pieces with him over the phone and via text, but I want him to see my story on your site!
Sees you soon, boy!
Master Arthur
Everything about this update is perfect. This is the exact kind of progression Master Anthony took on his ascent to the top of hierarchy! The confidence already on display is staggering!
One of the early skills that fascinate straight Alphas is the manipulation of inferiors (but mainly faggots) through the power of their feet. Straight Alphas cannot understand why fags love their feet, but they love how powerful they feel to be worshiped in such a lowly, debasing way. As Master Arthur mentions, he loved seeing Gabin on his stomach worshiping his feet. It’s a pure power play, and Master Arthur’s rock hard cock is proof enough that it turns him on despite being straight.
And that’s the point: straight Alphas use faggots sexually, not because they’re secretly gay, but because they are filled with POWER!
One of the other ways Master Arthur is progressing like Master Anthony in the way he’s rapidly integrating faggots into all aspects of his life. In fact, I think Master Arthur is embracing it more fully and more rapidly than Master Anthony did! He already owns faggots at work, he owns a domestic faggot, he owns a faggot for gym/shower duties, and a faggot that is tributing financially to him and performing tasks! That’s a huge integration of faggots into his life, and he’s doing it all with a wonderful sense of adventure!
You know, God Alphahood is difficult to predict, and it’s certainly not meant for every Alpha. But if I hop on Kalshi and bet on it, my money would be on Master Arthur reaching God Alphahood. His confident use of his dominance and his fearlessness make him the perfect owner of faggots. I can already see him owning in-house fags like Master Anthony, and using them in front of his women as a flex.
I’m so grateful to Master Arthur for catching me up! I cannot wait to hear from him again!
There are a lot of faggots imagining a life of fulfillment in service, hoping and dreaming of setting their fantasies free and making them reality.
Sadly, most don’t. They’re held back by a variety of reasons, most of which are baseless fears. So they go through life muted, resigning themselves to a life always looking back at chances never taken.
That’s why I really appreciated the following experience posted on the Hierarchy University Discord by a faggot named Josh. Listen to this:
When i look back and trace my journey to where i am now (living life fully as an inferior faggot), it kinda surprises me what led me here. Even though i now see that this is ALWAYS who I was, it was buried so deep that it needed to be coaxed out bit by bit. Some of that was exploration through porn, role play, talking to kinksters. I was even catfished in a way that actually left me with a greater understanding of my nature.
Ofc there were milestones, moments of realization. It’s one thing being called a good boy during fucking, it was another to internally embrace my true inferiority and admit I wasn’t a Man, and could never be Sir’s equal. That took guts.
I try not to feel bad or wish for a different path. It took time and now i’m here. I guess i could have seen the truth, but at least it happened eventually. Now i’ve given up the delusions, taboos, responsibilities, erections, and concerns that were stopping me becoming the faggot I was meant to be ❤️⛓️
“That took guts.”
You better believe it did! Every step forward a faggot makes toward embracing its purpose takes guts. In fact, the bravery shown by such faggots rivals or surpasses that of any Alpha, because this is a courage that requires a faggot to muster it from within to transform into something unknown.
But once this happens, the faggot finds such peace and centeredness. It’s worth the struggle!
Just look at my proud brother Josh today:
Josh and all of my brave fag brothers who turn fantasy into reality are more than brave … they’re beautiful!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the development of a married beta-sub named Pete who was raised hierarchically by his Alpha father and grandfather, and is submissive to this three sons.CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
I’ve carried some crazy true stories on this site over the years, but the story of a beta-sub named Pete being groomed by his family of Alphas (including his Alpha sons!) into becoming a faggot is one of the most mind-boggling.
In previous posts, we learned about how Pete was raised by an Alpha father and grandfather to celebrate masculinity and hierarchy. Boys never wore clothes, because the male body was embraced as perfect and praiseworthy.
Pete has three teen sons who are largely being raised by his Dad and grandfather as Alphas, and these three sons accept that their father Pete is a faggot to be owned. By them.
In this latest update, we start to see the larger Alpha pack that Pete’s father and grandfather have built, and how his sons are becoming part of it.
READ ON:
It’s been awhile. Had a great August and September. Eventful.
Boys are good. Football season and the older boys have girlfriends.
All the boys had football through August, though they had a week off. The two older boys had the same week and spent in alone at the lake house with friends and girl friends came over for a couple of days.
The youngest had a different week off. My dad took him and some friends to the lake house. Like the older boys they had chores to do. Dad dropped in on them a couple of times. He was proud of how calm and in control Danny was. The leader, but not bossy or bullying. Gracious. They spent a lot of time naked, swimming, hiking, mowing. They jacked off together but nothing more.
My brother and I went for a long road trip. Great seeing the country. Fucking. Occasionally we’d meet up with guys my brother knows. Fun.
My brother told me that my dad’s poker buddies didn’t meet a couple times a month to play cards but to fuck young women and young men that they had met online and set up play dates. I’ve known these guys all of my life. My brother said that he and a couple of the other guys’ sons had been invited to join in. My brother asked me if I ever wanted to join in. I did want to. This whole faggotry thing, helped and guided by your website has changed my sexual focus. My brother told me to ask Dad if I could join it. He was a little surprised, asked me if I was sure, and did I know that I’d be participating as a cunt. Yep.
So… I joined dad and the guys out for beers (dad had told me to clean out). Dad told them that he’d been training a faggot and he was now ready. He described how he trained a willing straight man into accepting his place under real men. He went into a lot of details that didn’t happen with me. We went upstairs from the pub to the hotel room. Dad told the guys to make themselves comfortable and the stripped to their shorts. And dad told me to take off my clothes. All of them. He slipped a leather dog collar around my neck (my first time) and he began to flick my little dick and with lube finger my cunt going from my ass to my mouth and back. It was a fun evening. Afterwards the guys were all nice and complimentary to my dad with his training.
I’ve joined them two more times. Each time with one or two other guys, mostly their sons who are my age and have known forever.
In August, my youngest son’s football coach (he’d coached the other two boys when they were younger) asked me to come to the locker room after practice, he wanted to talk to me and Danny. I always pick my son after practice, after the team meeting and after the boys shower, this time I went in. Good team huddle with the coaches going over the day’s practice and the next day’s. I stood around chatting with the coaches while the boys showered and left.
My son and I sat across the coach’s desk from him. He told what a valuable player my son is and important to the team. His leadership was crucial. Rarely had a player so gifted and so gifted at leading and leading the boys towards being men. He praised me, my two older sons and my dad for how Danny was developing. He said that it would be great if avoided girls and all of their entanglement. I agreed.
“Good. But he’s a boy and boys his age are horny,” Coach said. I smiled and looked at Danny who didn’t take his eyes off the coach. “Boys need outlets.” Long silence. “Danny and your dad say that you’ve been helping out.” Thanks, I said.
“Stand up. Let me see?” See what? I was in Levis and a baggy T. He had me turn a couple of times. “Take off your shirt. Good, you’re in good shape. Take off the rest of your clothes.” I did. I’ve been smooth for over a year, from the neck down.
“Nice. Is he a good fuck?” The coach asked Danny. Danny said I was. “Good.”
The coach thoroughly inspected me while Danny he watched. Coach made comments, gave my son suggestions in training his faggot.
Coach asked Danny if he would share his faggot with him. Danny said, of course. He was clearly puffed by coach’s praise and attention.
Coach said that he would always ask permission first. I wasn’t consulted.
Coach told me to jack off onto his desk and then told me to eat it up. Then he had me do it again, and slurp it up again. Then again and a final time where I didn’t produce much. “See how cute it’s little clit is now? Little and soft. Very nice. Cute,” and he fondled my dick and balls.
Since then the coach has fucked and played with me several times.
My dad joined in a couple of times. Apparently coach was one of his fuckboys that he shared with his friends when coach was in college and after. Now, when coach joins them he’s a dominant top.
Coach also is into getting rimmed, and a little into shit. Scat. I’m used to my own having had to clean off cocks that fucked me when I hadn’t had a chance to clean out first. It never bothered me. Coach would have me deep clean his crack and man-hole and sometimes there would some last remains and a couple of times he pushed out a last little nugget for me to eat. He likes making out with me with the taste of his hole on my lips and tongue.
Also, I been trying some everyday faggotry. I’ve complimented guy’s bulges and VPLs. They clearly are flaunting. I told a college age kid a couple of days ago at Kroger’s that he had a great penis.
“You like that?” He smiled. “I do.” “Good boy,” and he tapped my little dick through my mesh shorts.
At the gym sauna an older guy was complaining how sore and stiff he was. He was clearly somewhat dominant or at least very confident in how he behaved. I offered to give him a backrub right there. A hot sweaty back rub. Both of us naked. Other guys came in and talked with us while I rubbed him.
Finally he left and said that sometime we should do it again, and more. I gave him my phone number.
At home, the boys, my brother and dad exercise dominance when they’re in the mood.
I had no idea how much I would grow to love having a cock in me. I love the taste, but especially love getting fucked.
So… There’s an update,
Pete
IN-FUCKING-SANE!
I have no idea where Pete lives, but it seems like a city full of Alphas!
One thing about Pete’s situation that’s unique is the fact that he was raised by two God Alphas (his grandfather and his father), and those two have built a healthy Alpha pack that all fully embrace Alpha power and purpose. This web of Alpha influence has come to involve the football coach at school, and now Pete’s three sons.
And Pete is the faggot in the middle of that web that they’re training to embrace his purpose!
The Alpha getaways involving faggots aren’t terribly surprising. Straight Alphas do this often (much more than people realize), because those are the few times in our modern world when Alphas can be Men together, flex their power, and do what comes naturally without judgement.
But I was floored by the interaction with Danny’s football coach. First of all, it’s clear that Danny deeply respects his coach, and the coach recognizes Danny’s burgeoning power. There’s a mutual respect between them as Alphas that transcends age.
But then the coach asked Danny permission if he could use his faggot father … WHAT?!? I did not see that coming at all! The fact that Danny (who is like 13/14 years old) commands this level of respect is remarkable! Not only that, but also that the coach and Danny were talking about Pete’s fuckability like Pete was a farm animal up for auction is especially crazy!
Pete’s concluding experience about complimenting the young Alpha on his dick print shows just how much Pete has embraced his faghood. The lessons taught to him by his Alpha family are paying off!
I’m really proud of my brother Pete. A lot is being thrown at him by the powerful Alphas surrounding him, but he’s taking it in stride. I honestly think this volume of use and training would overwhelm most subs.
However, Pete’s training is occurring within a household that fully embraces hierarchical purpose as natural and something to be celebrated. That’s the difference. The many Alphas in Pete’s life view him as naturally inferior, but not disgusting. They recognize that he has a purpose too, albeit one very different from theirs.
And that’s okay.
To that last point, Pete added this final note:
Also, Sam,
I’ve been noticing hierarchy. I’ve noticed dominant sons with their dominant sons and their submissive sons. I noticed boys becoming dominant and their fathers giving way to them. I have noticed fathers and sons being equally dominant.
My guess is that none of them have sex together, and that most will never fuck other males.
With my family, it just seems natural. I slid into it easily.
Pete
Exactly right!
Thank you, Pete, for this amazing and illuminating update!
