The following post is part of a thread chronicling a gay marriage that has blossomed into a hierarchical union between a faggot named Dean and his husband. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

I’ve discussed The Nuclear Option many times on this site. I call it that because it’s the ultimate tool of discipline for unruly and disobedient faggots. It involves forcing the faggot to watch its Master fuck someone else (like a female), which in turn reinforces to the faggot that it is nothing and can be replaced.

My straight Master Steve employed this Option with me, forcing me to watch him fuck his girlfriend in order to break my feelings for him. In that moment, I realized I would never be loved by him like that, and I was nothing but a slave for him. It crushed me, but it also taught me valuable things about myself and my faghood.

As you can see, The Nuclear Option is a tool to break down a faggot. But can it be used to build up and reshape a faggot? I believe the following experience from Dean the faggot illustrates that very thing!

Hi Sam,

Hope you are doing well. It’s Dean, the married faggot. You have been posting my story in this thread: https://hierarchyuniversity.com/category/fag-dean-married/ I really value your advice as I transition from having a traditional marriage to aknowledging my husband as my master. I don’t know if you remember that after his colleague sent Ryan, one of his faggots to visit us, my Master-Husband told me that he was feeling the need to embrace his power and fuck other faggots.

This made me feel so anxious and sad that my Master-Husband didn’t mention this topic again for weeks. He instead instructed me to sign up to the gym, buy new clothes and get a haircut. At first it looked like he was just taking care of me, but I soon realised that he was trying to make me look more like Ryan. The day that I got back home with the freshly cut mullet he threw me to bed, pushed my face down against the pillow and fucked me agressively until he bred me. When I turned, I could see that he was still not satisfied, and with his cum still inside me, he told me bluntly: “I am going to fuck Ryan”. No questions, just a statement.

The day that Ryan had to come he made me clean the whole house and put fresh bedding. Ryan arrived on time and kneeled in front of my Master-Husband to greet him by kissing his feet. My Master violently took off his clothes and ordered me to sit on the floor and watch. Ryan was clearly very experienced and was able to take my Master’s dick effortlessly both in his mouth and pussy. When my master was getting close he called me, and I got very happy because I thought that he would want to come inside me. Instead, he ordered me to hold Ryan and look at his face while he was getting railed from behind. I could see Ryan’s eyes roll back in ecstasy as my Master filled him with his seed. This made me very jealous. Although I had accepted that it was in my Master’s nature to want to fuck other faggots, feeling Ryan absorb his DNA felt like a point of no return.

Before he left, Ryan came to speak to me. He told me that he was not there to steal my husband and that he was already owned by another master, but advised me to accept his nature if I didn’t want him to get tired of me. “Just an advice from your milk sister”, he said.

What do you think Sam? I know it’s in my husband nature to want to spread his seed, but seeing how hot and experienced other faggots are makes me fear that he will not want to keep me.

Love,

Dean

I completely understand Dean’s fears here. It would be terrifying to see your former husband and Master treating you so callously and fucking another faggot (especially one with more experience) so blatantly in front of you! Here you are, trying to build a life with a Man who turns out to need much more than you might ever be able to give him!

But I’m here to offer some good news. I think Dean’s Master/husband is trying to shape Dean into the type of faggot he wants!

It’s interesting to me that Dean’s Master wanted Dean to get a haircut similar to Ryan’s cut. He also wants Dean to see how a professional faggot serves an Alpha. These are not lessons of retribution. They are lessons of instruction.

We must also remember that Dean’s Master/husband is just now fully embracing his Alphahood and his right of faggot ownership. This is a learning process for him as well!

I don’t think Dean should overly worry. Instead, I think Ryan gave Dean some useful advice: just remain obedient and serve his Master/husband with all of his heart, and things will be just fine!

I love you, Dean! Stay strong and continue to serve!

Do you know if @AlphaGodAtlas is actually straight? I seem to remember he got exposed for having a boyfriend a while back (who was also a findom master). So many liars in the findom space. Makes it impossible to trust anyone.

I honestly have no idea. I’m not much of a fan of him; something about his attitude rubs me wrong. I would take the claims of a cashmaster being straight with several grains of salt.

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The following post is part of a thread chronicling the development of Master Ethan, a young bisexual Alpha who owns a disobedient French faggot named Henry. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

It’s been a while since we’ve heard from Master Ethan. When we last heard from him, he was attempting to use the Nuclear Option to discipline his disobedient first faggot Henry. I don’t know much about what happened with that story, unfortunately, but a different topic moved him to reach back out: the recent dilemma involving Master Lorenzo’s desire to give Master Jose a facial.

He jumped right into the fray:

Sam, I haven’t been on here for a while. Life’s been pretty intense. But I felt I had to weigh in on the Lorenzo/Jose Alphadrama. The whole idea of Alpha dominating another Alpha, which you say is common behavior, was news to me. It makes sense to me now that I think about it, but it was jarring to me at first. But I can tell you that I would never, ever let one of these jerk-Alphas cum on my face and comply with his demand to wear it, let alone fuck me in the first place.

As a bi Alpha, I encountered this once with a bottom (a fag, not an Alpha). I loaded up the face and hair of an angelic fag, not once but twice the same evening. Our standing agreement was that the fag visibly wear my scent until it dried and wore off. But this sub had a huge job interview the following day. I’d spent much of the previous date coaching him about it. He soaked it up. There was no way in hell I was going to expect him to wear my nut all day through the job interview. In fact I helped him wash it off by hand-feeding it to him and then a washcloth. There’s more to catch you up on but in the meantime Henri (and a few others fags) are a distant memory. E.

I do think most Alphas would agree with Master Ethan on this topic. Nothing against either Master Lorenzo or Master Jose, but it’s simply inconceivable to most Alphas that they would wear another Alpha’s cum on their faces.

I honestly was more taken by the related story Master Ethan told about giving a facial to one of his fags. What a tender moment he shared! I don’t know enough about Master Ethan to comment on whether this is typically how he handles his faggots, but I was genuinely touched by his hand feeding and hand washing of the faggot so it could be ready for a job interview! Not many Alphas would do that (Master Lorenzo absolutely does, though!). It really shows powerful Protector Alpha tendencies in Master Ethan! I love it!

I’m so grateful to Master Ethan for writing in and sharing his thoughts and experiences! There are truly inspiring Alphas like him out there worthy of worship and service! Thank you, Master!

A gay kid named Austin posted this story about his first gay crush in fourth grade.

I had a very similar experience with a boy named George Collins in fifth grade. George was an adorable kid with a tangled mop of dark hair, big, round brown eyes, and a winning smile. He was double-jointed, and he used to disgust kids on the playground by being able to lock his hands and swing his arms from the front of his body, over his head to his back in one unbroken motion.

I couldn’t take my eyes off of him.

I followed him everywhere. We were both athletic (I was the second or third fastest kid at my elementary school), so we always played together. Interestingly, I don’t recall a single conversation we ever had, but I have vivid memories of watching his feet kicking the tiny pebbles on the playground.

After sixth grade George disappeared. I have no idea whatever happened to him, even though I think about him occasionally even today.

So don’t tell me homosexuality is a choice. Right or wrong, we were born this way.