The following post is part of a thread following the development of a deep Master/faggot relationship between a faggot named Alberto and his straight childhood friend and Master Andre. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
When people try to tell me that straight Alphas don’t use or own faggots, I know they are completely wrong. I’ve been owned by or served multiple straight Alphas in my life, and I’ve chronicled so many real-life examples of this here that it’s irrefutable.
I can tell you that the probability of a straight Alpha owning a faggot goes up exponentially if the pair have known each other for a long time. If they have been friends. I think there is a part of an Alpha that is triggered when he understands his friend that he cares about is a vulnerable faggot who just wants to serve. A protective instinct takes over, and he is much more likely to take ownership of him.
I say this because I’ve been covering the life of young Alpha King Master Andre and his girlfriend Angela, who brought his fag friend Alberto in to serve as part of a threesome.
Angela left out much of the history between Master Andre and Alberto, mainly because she was more concerned with her own needs and perspective (typical female). But something dramatic has happened, and this has caused Alberto to reach out to me for the first time.
Before I share this, I just want to say that this letter touched me deeply. I honestly cannot wait to comment on it, so let’s get into it:
Hello my brother Sam, my name is Alberto and you don’t know me yet, but you know my story very well. I serve Master Andre, and his girlfriend Angela has been updating you about us. You even created a thread named King Andre for our amazing and wonderful King. Angela loves Alpha on fag porn and she showed me your website. She asked me not to write to you because she wanted to be in charge of our updates, and I was happy to follow her. But things got out of control and I decided to reach out to you.
When I say that Andre is my King, I’m not kidding at all. Our families were really close and out mothers got pregnant at the same time. My mom says that, when we were 5 playing together with our toys in the backyard, he would keep an eye on me and make sure that I was safe at all times. That’s the level of his Alphahood. He really is a wonderful Man. It was inevitable that I would develop a huge crush on him as we grew up. I know Angela told you this in her first account but it was not very accurate, so I’ll explain my story to you. I hope you don’t mind, Sam.
Andre and I went to kindergarten, middle school and high school together, side by side, every single day. When we were 18, I could not stop thinking about him, he was my first and biggest crush, and I would dream with him, take screenshots of his shirtless pics to jerk off later, and so on. But he is very straight, so I was okay with the idea that I would never have the joy of serving him. I would see him fucking all the girls in our high school and just dream about it, without never admitting to him my feelings. We were like brothers and he always took care of me. I had horrible bullies during high school and Andre received several notifications for bad behavior because he would beat up anyone who dared to make a homophobic joke about me.
He wanted me to be happy and he is incredibly gay-friendly, so he has always tried to find guys to fuck me, because while he would go out with dozens of girls I used to stay home by myself playing video games every Friday night. When we turned 18, he insisted that I should go on apps and find a Man to take my virginity, but I wasn’t brave enough to admit that the only dick I wanted was his. So we graduated together, took our pics together as two brothers, and I begged him to go to college with him because I could never imagine facing reality without him. He proved me again how wonderful he is and applied for the same schools I wanted, so we went together to college.
We did not live together during college, but we got even closer to each other. The dynamic was similar to our lives in high school: Andre fucked and bred every single girl on campus, and I was too afraid of embracing my true identity because, although I knew I was a sub gay man, I was obsessed with him and only him. I did not want to touch any other dick on Earth, so I just remained a virgin and focused on my degree. When we finished college, we started working in different places, but always talking to each other every day. Andre is so perfect that he would text me every morning just to make sure I was okay going to work without him.
Then my whole life changed in 2022 in the most traumatic day of my life. I would jerk off multiple times a day imagining Andre fucking me, but since high school I only used my fingers in my hole. One day, after years thinking about it, I decided to buy an actual dildo to imagine Andre deep down inside of me. At first, it was amazing, I would put a lot of lube on it and stretch my hole looking at Andre’s pictures. I had the biggest orgasm of my life during this time. I was truly convinced that I could spend my whole life as a virgin just with Andre’s pictures and my big dildo. My family is extremely conservative and homophobic, so I kept the lube and the dildo very well hidden in my closet.
But one day when I was 25, my dad was suspecting that I was gay, which is obvious because I’m very girly, so he called Andre and asked very directly if I was gay. Andre was always with hundreds of girls and I had never in my whole life mentioned a girl, even though I was always hanging out with him, so it was quite clear. But my King Andre knew that my father would not react well, so he lied and said that I was straight and that I fucked girls at college, which is very ironic because Andre was all the times trying to find a guy to fuck and breed me. My father loves Andre and since I was a kid he would shove it in my face how he would prefer that Andre was his real son, not me. After talking to Andre, my dad entered my room and started going through my things trying to find condoms or anything to prove that I was fucking girls.
But the only thing he found was a big dildo and a bottle of lube. When I arrived home that night, he didn’t even let me talk. He had the dildo on the living room table and, when I tried to say something, he threw a punch right on my face. I have always been very skinny and fragile, so it was impossible to fight back. I tried to hold his arms, but he just punched me again on my chest and on my face. I am sorry to tell you these things Sam, I know your site has a much happier tone, but I’ve been reading your content and do want to share this with you. I hope you don’t mind. My mother held my dad because he went to the kitchen to get a knife, ready to k*ll me. But my mother is also small, so she only held him for a few seconds. I ran away and my only thought was calling Andre.
I called Andre and I was shaking, crying, sobbing, I just wanted to be in his arms. I was literally in the middle of the street crying out loud, both my hands shaking. Once again, he showed me the God and King he is. He was with a girl in his house, ready to fuck her soon, but he immediately told her to go home because “his little brother was in danger.” He drove to me in less than 10 minutes, put me inside his car, and stayed there, parked on the street for an hour, just holding me and letting me cry on his shoulder. I couldn’t move, I couldn’t speak, I was just repeating things like “I’m so stupid, I’m worthless, all because of a stupid dildo, I’m an idiot.” Andre held me during a whole hour, never letting me go. Then he kissed my forehead, cleaned my tears, looked in my eyes and said that I was perfect the way I am. There was nothing wrong about what I had done and my father would never understand the perfect son he had. My face was bleeding because my father’s wedding ring hit me right on my cheekbone, so Andre took me home, cleaned the wound, ordered food for us, and he put me to sleep like a baby, on his chest. I was still crying, shaking and afraid, but he held me tight until I fell asleep on his chest.
I wanted to go back home the following day to get my stuff, because I only had my phone and the clothes I was wearing. Even my wallet was in my room. But of course I was terrified and afraid of going there. Andre told me that he would never let me go there again by myself, so he went with me, which made me feel much safer. My father is horribly homophobic, so when we arrived there together he looked at Andre and said “how disappointing Andre, are you a faggot as well walking around with this one?” It really hurt my feelings to see my father referring to me as “this one”, but I took a deep breath and let Andre do all the talking for me.
Oh Sam, that was the moment when I really noticed what a powerful and mighty King Andre is. He grew up close to my father, so Andre always respected my father like he does with his own. But when he say the way my dad was treating me, Andre just said “Alberto is my little brother, and I’ll be with him no matter what. I don’t care if you won’t talk to me anymore, but if you ever try to hit him again, you’ll need to hit me first”, then Andre held my hand and walked to my room to get my stuff. My father tried to stop him and said “this is my house and everything in his room is mine now”. Then I started crying again because I had bought everything with my own money: computer, television, clothes, watches, it was thousands and thousands of my hard earned money there, and I thought there was nothing to do. But Andre simply looked to my father and said “I don’t recall asking your permission to do so, now get out of the way”
I thought my father would try to attack Andre as he did with me, but unbelievably he stepped aside and let my King into my room. We picked up everything, put in Andre’s car and he even told my father that he would be back soon to get the rest, so my father should leave the door open. And my dad obeyed! It was really shocking. After that day, I moved in and we’ve been living together since 2022. We’re both 28 now and Angela entered our life in November 2024, 10 months ago.
I am sorry for the long account Sam, but I really needed to tell you who I am for you to understand the true power of Andre and his importance of my life. Now I can tell you why I am disobeying Angela and reaching out to you:
As you already know, Andre has been fucking me for some months now, which is my biggest dream coming true. She told you the truth when she said that it started happening thanks to her, and I will be always grateful for that. However, her behavior is really bossy sometimes, and my King does no deserve that. I think you could have an idea of how she is based on her accounts, but that thing about anal sex took a crazy proportion between the three of us. Andre told me that my hole feels amazing but he really wants to try Angela’s ass too. I told him that he has the right to fuck whatever hole he wants, which for me is the only possible answer. But Angela refused to do it.
Andre started to talk about it around late June and our month of July was not as good as the previous ones because of that. I offered King Andre my own hole multiple times, I even told him that I could fully dress like a girl, or find virgin faggots for him. I was just trying to help. But Andre told me that it is not Angela’s virgin ass that matters for him, but he wanted to see how she would react to this. And as you can imagine, her reaction was the worst possible and she kept saying that Andre should be grateful to have her tight pussy only for him and forget about her ass. Then things escalated last week because Angela confided to me that she would stop taking her contraceptive pills without letting Andre know, so she would get pregnant and then, according to her plan, our King would need to marry her and she would never let him fuck her ass. Oh my God Sam, can you imagine my face when she told me that? I feel bad because Angela had become really close friends in these past 6 months, but that was too much. So before Andre fucked her, I told everything to him. My King simply called the both of us to the living room and said “something really sad is going on here: whether my loyal boy is lying to me, or my girlfriend thinks I am stupid. I give you both 5 seconds to tell me which is the case.”
My only reaction was kneeling and holding his leg, saying that I would never lie to him. Angela tried to lie again and say that it was a misunderstanding, but Andre looked at her with a really serious face and she admitted everything. She said that she would try to get pregnant without Andre’s consent hoping that, if she had a child, he would stay with her and accept her rules, including never having anal sex. My King is a real gentleman, so he was furious but did not yell or offended her. It was so beautiful to see his power, Sam. He just said “Angela, I am breaking up with you. I will take Alberto out for dinner and you have 2 hours to take all your stuff from my room and leave the house. Anything that I find here after I’m back will be thrown away. If you refuse to leave, I will call the police. Goodnight.”
What a real demonstration of power from a magnific protector Alpha! I was crying again realizing that our throuple was over, but also so relieved that Andre did not turn against me. He took me to his car and drove me to my favorite restaurant. I told him that I was really sorry and he just said “you’ve been with me for 28 years. Angela is just a pussy from Tinder. Do not be sorry, baby. You did exactly what I expect you to do. I would be really disappointed if I she got pregnant just to keep me and you were her accomplice”
Anyway brother Sam, I think that’s enough for today. Once again, I apologize for the long letter. But I really needed to vent and share my feelings with you. They broke up last Sunday, so it’s been just 5 days now, and Angela doesn’t stop calling me and calling him trying to come back. I told Andre that I will support him no matter what and would be happy to train Angela better, but I don’t think she wants to change… do you think I made the right decision, brother? I don’t know… Andre was so happy fucking the two of us. I feel that even with a child they could find a way to be happy together, and actually I am really good with kids. I’d love to hear your thoughts on this whole situation. I’m always happy when I’m serving Andre, but I’ve felt guilty this week after this terrible incident.
In case you want to add this letter to King Andre’s thread, it would be a huge honor to be featured on your website. I really admire what you do here for faggots like me.
Thank you, brother.
I am astonished by the deep level of commitment and humility shown by Alberto! He truly adores and worships Master Andre as completely as any faggot ever has! I think Master Andre would be proud to know how badly you yearn to please him every day, brother!
And to that end, I want you to do something, Alberto: I want you to show Master Andre this thread. He needs to know about all of this, because I think when he sees it in its totality he will understand exactly how powerful he truly is!
And my goodness … Master Andre really came to life through your words, dear brother! It’s clear that Master Andre is a defiant Protector Alpha willing to take on any wrongdoer regardless of status or position. He has a strong sense of himself and what he wants, and nothing stops him!
To be honest, when I compare how you described Master Andre with Angela’s description, it’s almost like she knew only the surface of this growing King!
You, however, know his heart! And what a wondrous heart it is! It’s the heart of a fierce and protective God Alpha!
I could’ve cried while reading about all of the abuse Alberto suffered in school and then from his own father! So terrifying and heartbreaking! Thank goodness Master Andre fearlessly defended him and comforted him!
I’m sure it must’ve been frustrating to watch Master Andre start a relationship with Angela and move her in. It’s always hard when we fags are serving a straight Alpha and surrendering our hearts and lives to them, only to watch as they fall in love with a female and forget us. I’ve had that happen multiple times, and I still feel that empty ache over it.
To Master Andre’s credit, he never forgot his faggot friend despite Angela’s presence. And once Angela had the brainstorm to include Alberto into their sex lives (for her own selfish reasons, of course, but still…), Master Andre was open to using Alberto sexually for the first time.
And he ascended!
Alberto asked me if I thought he did the right thing in reporting Angela’s evil plan to trap Master Andre into fatherhood. The unequivocal answer is YES, YOU DID THE EXACT RIGHT THING, BROTHER!
In fact, I couldn’t be prouder of you for this! Think of it this way: Master Andre saved you multiple times during your lives … and this your opportunity to save him!!
A great faggot is one who does more than massages feet or tributes money or offers holes to fuck. A great faggot is dedicated to the betterment of an Alpha’s entire life!
You selflessly and courageously protected Master Andre’s entire life by shielding him from Angela’s horrific machinations! Master Andre is undoubtedly very proud of you as well, and I’m sure he’s glad to own you as his personal faggot!
I’m so impressed by Master Andre’s commanding decisiveness, both with your father and Angela! He doesn’t tolerate disobedience or injustice, and he acts swiftly to quell it! He’s going to become a great leader and God Alpha for sure!
And I have no doubt you will be kneeling at his right hand, his main faggot and trusted confidante!
Thank you Alberto for sharing this important and impactful account with everyone!
I love you, brother!
sam the faggot
P.S. I am going to make your own header for your own thread just as soon as I get my computer out of storage. Technically you already have a thread here, but you deserve to be highlighted as a great faggot of a great God Alpha!
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