I’m not a huge fan of most findom Masters. They’re an unscrupulous bunch with few guiding principles, and most of them wouldn’t have the first clue how to own a faggot.
But Master @theOMGBoss definitely does!
I’ve known this gay God Alpha for a long time, since the early days of my “Fags Worship Straights” site on Tumblr. His instructional videos and calm, measured advice helped to shape the tone and purpose of that rough early template that eventually became this monstrosity.
Master treats his cash fags just like he does his personal fags, and he approaches cash sex the same as literal sex.
For instance, consider the radical concept he discusses here about foreplay leading up to a wallet fuck, followed by aftercare! Ordinarily a brutal cash fuck leaves a faggot devastated and alone, and the cashmaster who took the money is busy blocking the fag and forgetting it.
But not Master! He nurtures and guides the faggot through a cash rape, helping it appreciate the rape and feel fulfilled by it.
You see, Master deeply understands that faggots need to be used because that’s their purpose. They’re like mammary glands producing milk that must occasionally be expressed in order to function properly.
That kind of depth cannot be found in almost all other cashmasters. It’s honestly breathtaking to hear such wisdom in a scene as wretched as findom!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the experiences of a French faggot named Fabien who has been claimed by his straight God Alpha friend Anthony. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
When I created the “faggot hierarchy” model (CLICK HERE), I named the top class of fag “mentor faggot” with several fags in mind because this site has attracted a truly inspirational group of young mentor faggots. These are fags who teach their brothers, move their brothers to action, and correct them when they’re wrong.
Chief among these mentor faggots is little Fabien, my sweet baby brother from France. Fabien helped straight Master Anthony discover the world of faggot worship and ownership. And, as Master Anthony’s Alpha Pack began to take faggots of their own, Fabien was able to shepherd these new fags and teach them how to properly serve. What he has done with all of the straight Alphas and eager faggots surrounding Master Anthony has been nothing short of extraordinary.
Fabien shared a recent mentorship experience with me. I thought it was beautiful, so I’m sharing it with you:
My dear big brother,
I know you rather like my tories involving my mentoring of the Alpha Pack’s other faggots, so maybe you’ll find this one interesting even if it covers something we have already explored before: how to deal with the Alpha Men’s moodiness.
You see, my baby brother Clément, the young slave of my Master’s best bro, Henri, has reached me lately by mail to ask for my advice. The sweet boy noticed that his Owner had been in a sour mood lately and was often more aggressive and impatient with him.
Little Clément is worried that Henri is going through a rough patch and asked me what he could do to help him. Of course, I replied to his email right away. Below is a translation of my reply.
“Dearest Clem,
Thank you very much for reaching me! I’m touched you ask my advice to help your Master. You know I care a lot about you and I care a lot about Henri, my Master’s best friend. I’ll try to give you some guidance based on my experience and the advice and lessons I’ve learned myself.
Dealing with our Masters’ emotional turmoil and inner wounds is always complicated. Alphas are in control of their emotions, they force themselves to stay strong no matter what and they avoid showing vulnerability at all costs, except in very rare circumstances and when they feel completely at ease. But they carry burdens we cannot imagine: as superior beings, they bear the weight of many expectations. Girls, families, teachers or colleagues, and their alpha peers and competitors… Their worries can stem from many things.
At times like these, a slave boy’s loyalty is invaluable. The greatest support you can give him is, of course, your unwavering devotion. Keep obeing and serving and worshipping him no matter what and it will help him greatly. I know it can sometimes be hard to deal with his harshness and feel like your service no longer pleases him. But don’t forget: as long as he keeps you by his side, gives you orders, and expects your servility, it means he’s still counting on you. Don’t let him down. Endure it, for his sake. Don’t forget: he comes first. It’s all about him, not you.
Now, if you want to encourage him to talk to you about his worries (which can do him a world of good!), you need to approach the situation with great tact. Above all, he must not feel belittled in front of you.
The best thing to do is to wait for a quiet moment, when he’s relaxing on the couch, for example. Crawl over to him and kiss his feet. Speak to him while keeping your face close to his feet. Remind him how superior he is, how much you crave to serve him, and tell him that if he wants to share his problems with you, he can do so knowing that you will listen to him with respect and adoration. Then, just keep worshipping him and do not push him, let him decide what he wants to do.
If you do things this way, I’m sure he’ll start opening up to you sooner or later. When he does, don’t forget to reassure him and praise him! You can give him your thoughts if he asks for them, but more importantly, remind him that no matter what, he’s a Superior Man and entitled to the best of life! Remind him that you’re here for him, always.
Love you, Clem! Be sure to keep me posted!
Your brother,
Fabien”
Clément thanked me profusely and committed to follow my lead. I feel so good knowing that I am helping my faggot brothers and, more importantly, improving the lives of some Alphas by doing so!
Isn’t that lovely? It’s the perfect advice, tender yet full of useful tips! But that’s Fabien’s nature at work. His joy and wisdom are infectious, and his daily hard work is the finest example to all of his fag brothers!
Well a bit later Fabien followed up with me to report how Clément was doing in following his advice:
My very dear sam,
Just a quick note to let you know that Clément sent me a very sweet message to inform me that things got better with his Master Henri. He had the opportunity to follow my advice to the letter and did it! Clément quietly worshipped Henri’s feet while the young Man was moody alone on his bed. Then he praised him like the Superior Alpha he is and reminded him that he was there for him, no matter what, even if only to listen to his troubles. Henri told him to come closer, stroked his hair and told him he was a good boy and that he liked him, even if he didn’t say so very often.
I can tell you that Clément is overwhelmed with emotion and sheer bliss! I am so happy for my baby brother that he can experience the indescribable blessing of being approved by his beloved Master!
My dear sam, do you think my last mails about all this could be used for a publication on your wonderful website? I’m sure it could help and comfort a lot of faggots and benefit to their Masters!
Lots of love!
fab the fag
Isn’t that great? I’m so proud of Clément for not giving up or falling into a depression himself over Henri’s moodiness! As faggots, our own emotional states are tied closely to that of our Owners! However, we must be the ones to anticipate their needs and serve through those dark moments all Alphas have!
When I was their age, I often misread my Master’s moods or took them personally. I often had to redirect my own thinking in order to maintain my focus on my Master’s needs. After all, there was no Hierarchy University out there to guide me!
I think Clément’s experience shows how little it takes from an Alpha to make us feel overwhelmed with joy. Henri barely had to do anything except stroke Clément’s hair and tell him “good boy” in order to send Clément into spasms of happiness!
Faggots are truly human versions of Labrador retrievers! All we want is to be at our Master’s feet and make him happy all day long!
Fabien did such a glorious job gently training Clément, and the rewards are boundless. Notice how Fabien selflessly rejoices with Clément! We are truly a brotherhood when we support each other this way!
I’m practically exploding with pride over Fabien! He’s a light in my heart, absolute living proof of hierarchical truth, and a dear, dear brother. Fabien glorifies Master Anthony with every thought, word, and deed!
I can only imagine Master Anthony’s pride! He owns one of the greatest mentor faggots on Earth, which is fitting given that he is one of the greatest God Alphas on Earth!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the experiences of a French faggot named Fabien who has been claimed by his straight God Alpha friend Anthony. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Being a successfully-owned faggot requires focused and purposeful mental training. Not only are you battling the exhaustion of being constantly used by a virile superior Man, but you must also shape your thinking to conform to your natural submissiveness. Let’s face it: we all get rebellious sometimes and occasionally we want our freedom. A faggot is most successful when he fully embraces his purpose and shapes his thinking completely around it.
Fabien is the epitome of a successfully-owned fag. It probably helps a lot that he’s owned by a great-looking straight God Alpha like Master Anthony, but it also speaks to Fabien’s perfect attitude toward service.
Fabien saw the recent discussion on the site about faggot burnout and the pain associated with service, and he felt compelled to add in his own valuable perspective:
My beloved big brother,
Reading your last posts and the very kind mention you made of me, I wanted to take a moment to make a statment. When it comes to Anthony’s wish to fuck me in the ass or in the mouth, or any of his wishes actually, let me tell you what my own desires are worth: absolutely, rigorously, utterly NOTHING.
My number one golden rule in life is: what Anthony wants, Anthony gets. Literally everything else is secondary to that. If Anthony feels the slightest like he wants to put his cock inside of me, he just does that, anytime he wants, anyhow he wants, anywhere he wants. I am his property. Period.
The very idea that I would “allow” Anthony to do anything is just abhorrent. Heck, I am lucky enough that HE allows me to even be in his life! It doesn’t matter one damn bit if I’m “horny” or whatever. The God decides, the slave complies.
And yet, because Anthony is just as great morally as he is intellectually and physically, he cares about me, the inferior creature who exists solely for his pleasure. So sometimes he takes my pain and feelings into account. But it’s a purely generous gesture on his part, and he doesn’t have to do so.
Sometimes he doesn’t care, and rightly so, because his needs are just more important. A while ago, he stormed in, furious about something that had gone wrong with the university administration. He wanted to fuck me hard to relieve himself. He pounced on me without a word, grabbed me, pulled down my pants, and penetrated me. It was tough, I have to admit. It hurt, it hurt a lot. So what did I do?
I endured. I did not protest, I did not complain. With tears in my eyes, I simply said “I love you so much, Master! Thank you for using me, Master!” while he was destroying my ass and stomping on my head with his boot.
Later that evening, I gave him a back massage while we watched TV. As he was relaxing, he growled “I feel kinda bad about what I did to you earlier.” I immediatly said “Please don’t! I beg you, Master, never feel bad for anything you do to me! You have every right. I’m yours for anything you want.” “True. Good boy.” He just said, and my heart burst with joy.
I love so much to serve a young God Alpha. I love to serve his friends. I love to be a faggot. I will gladly endure any suffering in the world to please my Master and to earn my place at his feet.
Lots of love!
Fab the fag
I think I was quite astonished by the tone Fabien took in this letter. He’s ordinarily pretty meek and mild-tempered, but here he came out with guns blazing! He wasn’t playing around with half-hearted faggots out there who refuse to submit! This is why Fabien is such a terrific mentor faggot. He doesn’t mince words when he sees faggots disrespecting Alphas!
Even after Master Anthony roughly fucked Fabien, Fabien maintained that mental clarity of purpose that is so important!
Notice how Master Anthony appreciated his faggot’s willingness to be used that way despite the tears of pain running down his face! That moved Master Anthony to offer Fabien tender encouragement later (let’s call it “aftercare”), and it caused Fabien’s emotions to soar! That is the reward a faggot gains from enduring pain and discomfort to serve an Alpha’s needs!
Master Anthony is probably very proud of his faithful faggot Fabien, but I can say I definitely am! Every note from Fabien is full of joy and fulfillment, a quality I’ve noticed about all of the faggots who truly embrace their purpose and endure pain and pressure to serve wholeheartedly! There’s a connection!
Thank you, dearest Fabien, for sharing your heart once more! I love you, little brother!
The following post is part of a thread following the story of Mika, a teenage faggot in Peru who bravely and successfully seduced a straight Alpha named Gael, and is now owned by Master Cesar. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
I was curious about the reaction arising from my recent post about Loic’s struggles to take his Master’s dick all the time (CLICK HERE). It’s certainly an issue for faggots, and everybody has different physical abilities and methods to handle the workload Alphas inflict on that part of our bodies.
One of the first reactions came from my little Peruvian brother Mika. Like Loic, Mika is relatively new to getting fucked, and he’s also an owned fag as well. Mika said this:
Hello Sam!!! This is Mika from Peru.
I was checking the new posts here and saw Loic’s question about making an effort. I wanna say something! I agree 100% with my French brother!! For me it is so obvious: if we are hurt or can’t take it in the ass anymore, we serve them with our throats. If we are okay, we give them our ass. As simple as that! I go to work everyday even when I want to stay in bed, so why would I not make an effort to please my Man even if I am tired? That’s natural for me. They have cocks and we have holes.
Btw brother Sam, Master Cesar is such a hungry Alpha!! He started eating my ass and it feels soooo good. I was not expecting that at all because Gael would never put his tongue in my pussy, but Cesar is doing this every time we meet now and he says that I need this to “prepare my pussy” I am such a lucky fag!!
Question for you, brother: how often should a fag allow an Alpha to fuck his ass? 3 times a week? I think every other day is enough for us to recover, but I have never lived with an Alpha, so I’ve never taken cock more than once a week.
Love you, Sam!!
Mika has a perfect attitude toward his duties as an owned faggot! I have no doubt Master Cesar is a proud Owner!
In fact, I KNOW Master Cesar is grateful to own Mika because he’s eating Mika’s ass out every chance he gets! Master Cesar has experience with faggots, and he knows that licking a fag’s ass not only lubricates it, but it also loosens the fag’s hole (through natural muscle relaxation) so that penetration is much less painful.
And I agree 1000% – getting eaten out is INCREDIBLE. I’ve been eaten out by black Alphas so aggressively that I thought I was going to pass out. It can be VERY intense, but in the best possible way!
I was bummed by Mika’s concluding question, though: “how often should a fag allow an Alpha to fuck his ass?” ALLOW?? A faggot doesn’t give permission to an Alpha for anything he takes from a faggot, kiddo. We aren’t giving an Alpha permission, as if he must beg to be allowed to fuck his faggot. No, brother … we serve at their mercy and generosity! If they feel kind, they might choose not to fuck us if they sense we are in pain … but that’s at the Alpha’s discretion.
The following post is part of a thread following the life and teachings of a 30-year-old God Alpha named Master Maurice as he takes ownership of a disabled faggot named Édouard. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
It’s been a painfully long time since I’ve heard from Master Maurice, one of the truly impressive and inspirational God Alphas ever featured on this site. You might remember that Master Maurice claimed a young, disabled faggot named Édouard in the most touching way imaginable. Whereas most Alphas would’ve refused to even consider a fag in a wheelchair, Master Maurice saw only possibilities of growth, training, and deep, resounding pleasure.
I will forever sing his praises for being the greatest kind of Protector Alpha!
But here’s the rub: most Alphas need more than one person (female or faggot) to really satisfy their needs. Very often, they need A LOT more than one. They simply don’t feel complete in monogamous relationships.
I get that, but I’m a seasoned faggot with few complications. Édouard, on the other hand, is a new faggot, and one bound to a wheelchair that causes a host of insecurities. Still, none of that has deterred Master Maurice from thoroughly owning, using, and even loving Édouard!
But what happens when a God Alpha’s sex drive and need to breed other faggots comes bubbling up once again? Well, that’s what Master Maurice is experiencing right now:
Hello Sam, this is Master Maurice from Switzerland. Long time no see. How are you?
I have been breeding Édouard at least twice a week and thing are going well here. He is my official boyfriend now, so I introduced him to friends and family, and everybody reacted well. I don’t remember if I told you about Jean, the sexy nurse I hired to check on Édouard once a week. We have a very solid affair right now, but Édouard doesn’t know yet. I would have put them together before if I were in regular conditions, but I know very well my boy and he will feel really insecure if he finds out that I am breeding another fag with no disabilities. I told Jean not to say anything and he has no reason to do so because he would lose an Alpha cock and a good job.
I fucked and bred Édouard this morning, then I took them to my bathroom and bathed him, including washing his hole with my hands. We are in a great moment of our relationship and I don’t want to hurt his feelings. I do love him and I love his tight hole, but it’s been difficult to show him that fucking Jean is not cheating on him, it’s just a little bit of variety lol
I am 31, I am not a teenager anymore, so I don’t wanna act like an asshole. What do you think, Sam? I currently have three options: 1) Should I stop seeing Jean and just accept the castration of monogamy? 2) Should I keep fucking Jean and never tell Édouard 3) Should I tell Édouard that this is my condition and there is nothing he can do to stop me from breeding his lovely nurse?
This is quite the conundrum, but it’s also quite common among Alphas with multiple faggots. Honestly, it really becomes a test of the type of Man an Alpha is … is he one who uses what he wants in secret and deceit, or one who is honest and forthright in what he does?
Let’s tackle Master Maurice’s situation through the process of elimination.
Of the three choices, #1 is completely unacceptable and must be discarded. First of all, monogamy runs counter to Master Maurice’s natural instinct and programming. It would effectively put Master Maurice in a form of chastity. Master Maurice should never need to go without fulfilling his own purpose simply because he chose to own a faggot, disabled or not.
#2 is probably what many Alphas would choose (and often do, especially the straight, married ones). However, this course implies that Master Maurice is doing something wrong or shameful, and he is absolutely NOT doing that. He is simply following the natural order and fulfilling his purpose. Also, behaving this way shows a level of disrespect toward the owned faggot that is not warranted or earned. I see Master Maurice as a beacon of honesty and truth, so I’d personally eliminate this “choice” as well.
So that leaves only #3 as the true choice.
Now “true” isn’t the same as “easy”. This will be a difficult conversation given the layers of emotional issues here. But it CAN be done. Master Lorenzo had to have a similar conversation with his dearest faggot Giovanni when he took ownership of a transsexual named Mario and made him a boyfriend. Giovanni was hurt, of course, but Master Lorenzo gently explained that nothing will ever take Giovanni’s place at his feet. Eventually they got to a place where they could even serve Master Lorenzo together! I’ve featured multiple examples of Masters having these types of firm-but-loving conversations with their faggots.
I have nothing but the utmost confidence in Master Maurice. Everything about him exudes warmth, caring, tenderness, and compassion. He’s a King in the vein of many spiritual leaders, lifting the broken so they might stand emotionally if not physically.
I know he will make the right decision, and I know my sweet brother Édouard will understand. We faggots are not meant to keep our Masters to ourselves forever. In fact, when we let them go off to rape and pillage, we endear ourselves to them even more when they return to see us humbly offering ourselves in service. It’s one of the great secrets of successful faghood, and I hope Édouard learns that through this difficult training!
I love my Master Maurice, and I count it a great privilege to be able to even offer my opinion to a God Alpha like him!
This post is part of a thread chronicling the acceptance of God Alphahood by a young gay Alpha named Master Lorenzo and the ownership of his former submissive boyfriend Giovanni. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
When I hear dumb Alphas say they could never love a faggot, I knowingly smirk in condescension. An Alpha would need to be impossibly clueless and stone-hearted to suggest to someone like me (who has been loved by Masters, and catalogues plenty of other examples) that an Alpha can’t love his faggot.
Get the fuck out of here with that nonsense.
If an Alpha can share his body with his faggot, he can share his heart with it. No matter how powerful an Alpha becomes – ascending to even God Alpha levels of power and command – he’s never too unreachably high that he can’t be loving to the faggots he owns and uses. In fact, I would argue (and have argued) that no Man can truly embody a God Alpha without owning a faggot and caring for it. Do you mean to tell me an Alpha can share his cock, cum, piss, spit, and everything else about his body, but showing tenderness and love toward it violates some nonexistent line of conduct??
Fortunately, this site has plenty of truly astounding examples of Alphas loving their faggots. As I recently said in a post, this site has seen at least five marriages between Alphas and their faggots! Love is not a weakness, but rather a sign of security and strength. The greatest Alphas should be capable of the greatest love. I have praised so many of these glorious examples, and they are all close to my heart.
One of my favorite examples of this is the tender love Master Lorenzo shares with his faithful little faggot Giovanni.
My recent post about Giovanni suffering anal fissures from being fucked my Master Lorenzo’s big dick caused some to express concern, including Master Albert. One of the most heartbreaking aspects of that story is something I understood well, namely, Giovanni’s deep sorrow and shame over being out of commission. I felt those tears he shed. After all, I’m a human being with a wellspring of love in my heart for boys like Gio.
Thankfully, my Master Lorenzo is also a secure and powerful Alpha who also has a deep wellspring of love for his faggots. Moved by his heart, Master Lorenzo penned a gorgeous ode to the genuine spirit of his most beloved faggot Giovanni.
I’m so proud to share this with you all:
You are always celebrating the glory of great Alphas, as you should. But today I would like you to write a post to celebrate the sweetest fag of all times: my gorgeous Giovanni. I told him to tell you everything that happened concerning his anal fissure and I appreciate how you said good things about me, but I just did what any real Man should do. My sweet Gio, humble as always, wrote about this episode overlooking his own effort and merits, just talking about how amazing my presence and guidance are in his life. But I must say to you and all your audience that Gio demonstrated the best behavior I have ever seen in my whole life.
He cried for hours when the doctor told him he would not be able to take my cock for a few weeks. The only other time I saw him crying this much was when his grandmother passed away – so you can see how affected he was. I did not understand at first because it is really not a big deal, every fag has anal fissures. But he really felt as a failure, so it was not about the fissure itself, but he took this incident as a proof that he was not good enough for me. And I must admit that having a FTM boyfriend has been a lot for my good boy to deal with. I have spent hours and hours talking to both Mario and Gio to clarify that my heart has more than enough space for both of them. I guess that having this fissure was a trigger for Gio to feel a lesser faggot because he has one pussy and Mario has two. But anyway, I already handled this situation and now they are friends.
I am writing this message in praise of Gio because he showed me a lot of commitment in these past few weeks. On the following day of the medical appointment, Gio woke me up with a kiss and said “my mouth is still a pussy for you to fuck, and it will always be an available pussy for you”. No need to say that I got hard and he gave me a great blowjob. I always fuck his throat holding his hair so I can decide the pace of the throat fuck, but this time he opened his mouth so much that I thought he would break his jaw lol he really wanted to turn his mouth into a fleshlight. I fucked nice and hard, getting quite rough, his mouth was full of fag spit, and tears were coming from his eyes, but he just kept his mouth open while the tears were coming from his eyes, looking at me at all times. I stopped before I came and asked if he was okay, and my sexy fag said “I am always okay if you are having a good time, please fuck me as hard as you need and cum, breed my throat like you do with my pussy” And so I did it! I held Gio’s head with both hands I banged him hard and it was probably his best blowjob in all the years we have been together. I came on his tongue because it would not be fair to cum deep and stop him from tasting my seed. My boy was so happy, you should’ve seen his face. And since that day, I fucked his throat multiple times a week and he never complained, I literally treated his throat as a fleshlight and he just said thank you and thank you. I even did some research to make sure that there are not throat fissures lol
His hole is finally healed, so this morning I did not fuck him hard and rough, but I truly made love with my fag. I kissed him during the whole thing, I looked deep inside his eyes. I started with his ass up kissing his neck, then he rode me a little bit to make sure he would be comfortable, and then I finished in missionary kissing his face, repeating how special and gorgeous he is. And you know what, Sam? I did not cunt him because I was very gentle, but I think I cunted him mentally, because he was so submissive and obedient the whole day after I bred him. I could see in his eyes how special he felt, and I gave my sexy boy a nice load deep in his healed pussy.
So that’s it, Sam… this is not just a hot account of an Alpha banging a twink. This is my deep admiration and gratitude for having Gio in my life. I love my fag, I love Mario, and I love you, Sam.
I’ve said it before: there is practically no connection deeper or more resonant than that of an Alpha and his faggot. Why? Because both the Alpha and the faggot have to accept deep truths about themselves through each other. Each one fulfills something primal in the other: PURPOSE.
Master Lorenzo knows what Giovanni has had to fight through in order to find purpose at his feet. And Giovanni knows what Master Lorenzo was willing to do in order to have Giovanni as his property. The entire time, through every obstacle and challenge, they’ve never deviated from their purpose to each other as a Master or a faggot.
Master Lorenzo mentions how Gio was so eager to keep getting throat fucked despite the tears streaming down his face, his eyes affixed on his Master’s eyes. There’s NO WAY a God Alpha could look down at such devotion and fail to feel something.
And then came the lovemaking! Master Lorenzo slowly and deeply fucking Giovanni’s pussy, eye-to-eye and face-to-face, until he finally pumped his load deep inside Giovanni. His holy seed entering Giovanni and mingling with his blood … a God Alpha impregnating his faggot in the most significant way possible.
Master Lorenzo mentions a “cunting of the mind”. This is very true. First of all, seeding a faggot’s pussy will cause psychotropic effects anyway due to the chemical makeup of cum. But something else occurs when a faggot gets fucked like this – scratch that, made love to like this: the faggot falls in wondrous, awe-inspired love with its Master.
With all of the recent trouble involving Mario, Giovanni has felt like a lesser possession. He can’t compete with Mario’s transsexual versatility or status in Master Lorenzo’s life.
But Master Lorenzo making love to Giovanni reminded Gio that he truly is valuable to his great God Alpha Master. That he is not just useful … he is loved and appreciated!
Can you see what is possible when an Alpha and a faggot come together in loyalty, honesty, and purpose? It’s not just hot sex. It’s much more powerful than that.
It can be love.
I thank you and praise you, Master Lorenzo, for not only your unsurpassed example, but also for your love! And I thank my baby brother Giovanni for his heart and his love, too!
I still get that electric shiver remembering that afternoon back in the summer of 2025, one of those raw, unforgettable moments deep into our 8-year relationship as boyfriends, when Declan’s ownership felt as natural as breathing and the KINK3D Viper cage had long been our go-to for unbreakable, comfortable denial. The Viper was perfect by then: lightweight 3D-printed plastic with sweeping armored curves, full underside closure to crush any cheating thoughts, great airflow for endless wear, and my PA ring locked right through it, keeping me throbbing and secure without a second thought.
That morning he’d chosen my exposure uniform: the bright red mesh shorts, ultra-sheer, fine net-like fishnet that hid exactly zero details. They clung tight to my hips and thighs, the tiny holes putting the Viper’s black curves on blatant display in front, PA ring glinting, balls hanging heavy and vulnerable below. In back, the mesh parted naturally down the center seam, framing my ass cheeks completely bare, the vivid red netting contrasting my skin like I was packaged solely for his eyes. He tugged the waistband high, pulling the fabric taut over the cage and stretching it even tighter across my hole. “My perfect boy,” he murmured, fingers tracing the net along the Viper’s outline. “Locked like always, all see-through and desperate. These stay on all day, no covering. I want to watch you leak while you wait for me.”
Chores around the apartment were charged: dusting, laundry, prepping his snacks, every shift letting air tease through the open mesh, the Viper denying me relentlessly, pre-cum slowly soaking dark patches on the front where nothing was concealed.
By mid-afternoon Declan wanted gaming time, so he led me into our bedroom. The jail cell stood in its usual spot by the window: that sturdy gunmetal metal frame, vertical bars on the sides in a grid, horizontal slats across the top for solid strength, bottom padded with a dark gray blanket and rumpled bedding (though today it stayed empty).
He had me kneel in front of it, facing the bars, then pulled out the real police-issue handcuffs, those heavy stainless steel chain-linked cuffs, cold metal loops connected by a short rattling chain, ratcheting with that final authoritative click, double-lockable for no-escape security. He fastened one cuff snug around the base of my balls (above the sac for grip, always checked for circulation and safety, no risks in our play), threaded the short chain through a lower side bar of the cage, and locked the other end. It pulled me forward hard, making me to hunch against the metal frame from the outside, ass pushed out toward the room, Viper-caged cock and stretched balls thrust forward through the sheer red mesh, hole framed invitingly by the parted netting, body pinned helpless and on full display.
“Good boy,” he said casually, patting my head like his favorite toy before leaving with his controller and headset. “Quiet. Don’t move. I’m going to play my video games.”
Hours melted away. Game sounds filled the other room while I stayed frozen outside the cage, muscles burning sweetly from the pull, mind drifting deep into subspace. The mesh let every draft ghost over my skin, the chastity kept me locked tight and desperate, body a living display piece chained to the bars.
When he finally paused the game and I heard his walk, my pulse hammered. He approached slowly, no rush to release. He crouched in front of me, gripped my chin, tilted my face up to look at his eyes. “Look at you,” he whispered, voice thick with affection and lust. “Chained outside your cell stuck by a pair of handcuffs, those slutty red shorts framing your Viper-locked cock and ass like a gift. So fucking beautiful after all these years. All mine.” He stood, unzipped, spat once on his thick cock to slick it, then stepped behind me. Hands braced on my hips through the mesh; one gripping firm. One slow, claiming push in, no extra prep, stretching and owning me while I gasped against the bars, cuffs keeping my balls pinned taut against the metal, the frame rattling softly with each deep thrust.
He fucked me hard then, every inch possessed, my body jerking forward against the cage with his rhythm. “This is what you’re for,” he growled low in my ear. “My hole. My toy. My good boy who waits so perfectly chained outside like this.”
Hours of knowing I was helpless, he didn’t last long. One final, bruising slam, and he buried deep, flooding me with heat as I moaned brokenly, the chastity holding my cock straining uselessly against its curved plastic prison.
Only after he softened and pulled out did he grab the key. He unlocked the cuffs gently, rubbing the marks on my balls with soothing care, kissing along my neck and spine. He helped me stand on shaky legs, pulled me into his arms, and held me close, stroking my hair, murmuring how much he loved his obedient, displayed boy. That same deep tenderness that’s carried us through 8 years, making every intense bit of control feel safe and cherished.
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The following post is part of a thread chronicling an 18-year-old French faggot named Loic who has been claimed my straight God Alpha Master Jerome. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
For the last two weeks I’ve been receiving multiple panicked messages from Loic, my sweet French brother claimed by one of the greatest straight Alphas on this site, the incomparable Master Jerome. You see, Master Jerome set a date of January 24, 2026 to deflower little Loic, breed him, and claim him fully as his faggot.
Loic was just like every faggot prior to being fucked for the first time, nervous as hell. Will it hurt? Will I bleed? Will I be any good? Will I be ruined? Can I ever go back? These are all natural concerns of a virgin faggot facing a deadline like that.
I was less concerned for two reasons: (1) I know Master Jerome quite well, and was sure he would not intentionally hurt Loic, and (2) I know what awaits Loic on the other side of the deflowering.
So I calmly reassured Loic after every frightened message, eager to see Master Jerome finally claim his fourth owned faggot.
Well … guess what today’s date is? That’s right, the 24th! Loic made sure to write me right after the event!
Hi Sam, this is Loic!! It is almost 5pm now and guess what… I am not a virgin anymore!!
omg Sam, I don’t even know how to start, but Jerome is really a Master and a wonderful Man! The more I study about hierarchy, the more I see how superior Men like him were born to rule the world. I had been training for his for two weeks, but yesterday I was really afraid and texted him asking if we could postpone it for next week, and he just said “you agreed to be fucked on the 24th and I will fuck you on the 24th. Be here at 10am.” I was nervous, but at the same time his strong answer turned me on soooo much. My friends told me to block him and pretend that nothing happened, but I decided to listen to you brother Sam instead of my female friends. And I’m so happy I did it!
I arrived at his house, and he took me to his bedroom, he told me to relax, we watched an episode of heated rivalry together, we relaxed, and he started kissing me, telling me how pretty I was for him. Then I sucked his cock as I always do and he decided to take my virginity with my ass up. I asked to do it in missionary because I wanted to look at him, but he told me that missionary position would be harder for me to relax, so i just obeyed him and laid down on my stomach and my ass up for him. He was so gentle Sam, you have no idea, but at the same time really strong and firm. He held me with his big hands and started to invade my virgin ass, the only thing I could do was to beg him not hurt me, and he didn’t! He was a powerful Alpha but a gentleman as well. He fucked me nice and hard and it hurt a little bit, but I guess it is normal for my first time. He told me to ride him and he bred me while I was riding, it felt so magical.
I am happy and fulfilled! And I hope he will want to fuck me again soon! Thank you brother! I love you!
Master Jerome fucked Loic exactly the way I expected, like the powerful Protector Alpha he is!
I love that Master Jerome thought about the best way to fuck Loic in order to make it easier. Alphas don’t often consider the faggot’s feelings at all when fucking them, even when the fag is a virgin. Of course, straight Alphas are likely less inclined to want to fuck missionary (because they don’t necessarily want to look at the faggot) unless they’re trying to reinforce dominance or they’re trying to cunt it. I imagine Master Jerome will be trying to cunt Loic before too long, but we’ll see.
But Loic’s first time truly sounds almost dream-like, doesn’t it? What faggot wouldn’t want to be taken this way? Loic’s fulfillment is the culmination of his journey under Master Jerome’s command, and it couldn’t be any better!
Congratulations, Loic! I love you!
~ sam the faggot
P.S. Lose those Stygian witches who call themselves your friends! Those bitches don’t know what they’re talking about! They have been wrong at every turn!
The following post is part of a thread following the story of Mika, a teenage faggot in Peru who bravely and successfully seduced a straight Alpha named Gael. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
One of the more engaging ongoing threads on this site is the story of brave little Mika. Through his courage, he was able to seduce a straight Alpha named Master Gael despite the fact that Master Gael has a fiancé named Luna he will soon marry. Master Gael is Mika’s first faggot, and Mika is Master Gael’s first Alpha, so it’s been a learning experience for both of them.
But a situation that would’ve been unthinkable for Master Gael a few years has become secretly life-changing for the young Alpha primarily because of Mika’s loyalty, discretion, and submission. Honestly, Mika’s story is a textbook example of how to serve a straight Alpha. I’m so very proud of him.
But this latest from Mika is his crowning achievement. I don’t want to waste any time getting to it:
Hola Sam!! This is Mika from Peru! Do you remember me? Happy New year Sam!! <3 I hope you are really well and happy
Remember that I told you that my King Gael will get married to Luna? I really need to tell you something, you’re the only one I can talk about these things, brother
Yesterday was Gael’s birthday, he made a little barbecue at his house with his friends from soccer and he invited me!! I wasn’t expecting at all because nobody knows that he knows me, we have no friends in common at all, and every time a serve him we are really discreet so nobody sees me in his car or leaving his apartment. But he invited me and I was sooooo happy, and I asked him if I needed to look straight because nobody knows I am gay and I was imagining that he wouldn’t want his friends to know that he had a faggot friend. But he just said “no worries, just feel comfortable, the guys won’t mind”, so I wore my earring, sexy shorts, and a nice shirt, not a femboy as he likes, but anyone could tell that I was a faggot just looking at me. I am so used to bullying that I was expecting that his friends would laugh at me or call me names, or exclude me from their conversations, I was already happy with the idea of just sitting at the corner and staying on my phone while the guys drink beer and laugh. Being next to Gael was already enough!
OMG Sam, his friends were sooooo hot, they were all shirtless and sweaty making barbecue, playing soccer, drinking beer, going to the pool, I felt in heaven, the only faggot among 7 straight Men. I wish I could worship and serve all of them!! I arrived there and was timid, I was totally different from them, but I said happy birthday to Gael, gave him my present, he said thanks and ran back to the soccer, and I sat down just looking at all those Men running for the ball wishing that they were all running to catch me jajaja when the game was over, they all came next to me because we were going to eat. I didn’t know any of them, and I was already prepared to homophobic comments or seeing them laughing at me. Of course I didn’t tell them I am gay, but it is very obvious on my face, my clothes, and my voice.
One of his friends is married and his wife is pregnant now. One of the guys asked to the other guy who is going to have a child “What would you do if one day your son is 15 arrives at home and says papi, this is my boyfriend?” They all laughed out loud, including Gael, and at that moment I thought “okay, it was too good to be true, they will start all the homophobic jokes now”, but then the other friend just answered “Well, I will offer some juice to my son’s boyfriend because if they are 15 I can’t offer a beer” and they laughed out loud again, all of them laughed but always including me, you know? all the other friends started to answer the same question in a funny but very gay-friendly like “if my son is gay, I will give him a car and a bottle of lube when he turns 18” and they all laughed again, then the other one said “I would give him a cowboy hat because he would spend the whole night riding”, and things like that
I think Gael noticed my relief when the guys were so gay-friendly, and for the very first time in my life I felt completely comfortable and happy among 7 straight Men. No girls, no gays, just me and those 7 amazing sweaty Alphas. That was the moment when the girls arrived. Luna and 3 other wives/girlfriends arrived together because they were together doing their hair. 4 of the guys were married or engaged, and 3 were single, so in total there were 7 Men, 4 girls, and me. I saw Luna in person for the very first time after looking at hundreds of her photos, it was difficult to pretend that I didn’t know anything about her because Gael literally calls me Luna every single time we are by ourselves. I dress up like her, I wear make-up like her, and recently I even bought a wig, I make every effort to be a fag version of herself, but she doesn’t even know that I exist. She is a pretty woman with a long dark hair but I could feel her bossy presence as soon as she arrived.
The guys were all laughing and have a good time with the question about the gay son, so she arrived in the front yard and said “what is so funny, guys?” Gael grabbed her by her waist and all the friend got so serious, no one was laughing anymore. Then he said “the guys are saying what they would do if their sons are gay”, then Luna answered “I don’t know what is so funny about it, you guys should take your families more seriously, but I know that it won’t be a problem for us because our children will be raised in a decent household”
Oh Sam, I felt like a bucket of icy water on my head, it was so weird to see all the guys stopping to laugh, I wanted to leave at that moment but Gael was so pretty and so happy with my presence among his friends, so I remained quiet and not even looked at her afraid of what she would say. Gael chuckled, clearly uncomfortable with her answer, and said “well, we never know” and then she started to say HORRIBLE things brother Sam, she said that no gay would come from her womb because she would generate a healthy child, then she said that the gays have mental issues. It really hurt me because even though she didn’t know me, it was very obvious that I was the only gay at the table, all the guys were looking at me while she was saying the homophobic things. She spoke for 2 or 3 minutes but it felt like hours and I was literally holding my tears, I would look stupid to cry in front of all his friends.
But then my King Gael interrupted her and said “here comes the party pooper, we don’t wanna know what you think about gays” I think that he realized how happy I was and how sad I got with what she said, so he was really smart and asked me to go to to the kitchen with the other 3 single guys to get some more plates while he and the married friends would get chairs for Luna and the other girls. I stood up and went to the kitchen and when I was walking I couldn’t hold my tears anymore, and I was soooo embarrassed to cry in front of three hot straight Alphas who I had never seen in my life. I thought they would never have empathy to a stupid faggot crying just because of what a homophobic girl said, but once again they surprised me so much!!! One of the guys (the one who said that would give a car and lube to his gay son) saw me crying first although I was trying to hide. He immeadiately stopped what he was doing and asked me if I was okay. I was really embarrassed so I said yes but I couldn’t stop crying for some reason, I think it was the emotional shock of being so happy and then so frustrated. There were 3 hot straight Men and one faggot crying at the kitchen looking for plates and forks, what a bizarre situation. Then another one of the guys tried to break the ice on that awkward moment and said “you know what guys? I think Mika needs a collective hug right now” This is what they do in the soccer game when their team score, they get close to each other, so all of them hug together and start to jump and yell something. So those three sexy Men got close to me and literally hug me tight in the middle of them and started to jump, rubbing their chests and legs on me (good think I was not caged because the cage would’ve broken against my hard dick!!)
I started laughing because their reaction to me crying was really sweet, and they were all so playful, doing with me exactly what they do among them, not discriminating me at all. Then one of the guys said “Don’t cry, ok? we are here to celebrate”, and the third one, a gorgeous Alpha called Cesar, said “if you’re not comfortable with the girls, we can stay here, just the single guys” It would’ve been amazing to spend the rest of my night with those amazing Men, but I didn’t want to disappoint my King Gael, so I went back to the front yard. For my surprise, the 4 girls were in a different table across the yard while the guys were at the same table as before, Gael told me to give the plates to the ladies and come back next to him, I did without making any eye contact with Luna, and ran back to Gael like a puppy. Then Gael said that Luna was “too annoying” and he told her to stay away from him. I felt so protected by my King! He is really perfect to me brother Sam!
After the party, when all the guys were drunk Cesar confessed me that before I arrived at the party Gael gathered all of them and said “My gay friend is coming today, if I hear any homophobic jokes, I will punch you guys on the face, he suffered a lot of bullying and homophobic jokes are a bad trigger for him” I LOVE my King!!! <3 Then his friend told me that all the guys told him that they would never be an asshole and treat a gay guy badly. All of the guys were really upset at Luna for what she said. I think Gael wasn’t expecting her to be so homophobic so quickly, that’s why he interrupted her when she started talking bad things about the gays.
Gael texted me this morning saying that he doesn’t know if we will keep seeing each other after he gets married but that he will never allow Luna to say those things about gays again. He apologized for her behavior and asked me how I was feeling. Can you believe that this amazing King SAID SORRY TO ME? He has always respectful with me but I would never imagine such a strong and cocky Alpha apologizing to me. Cesar is also really sweet and super hot. He answered my story on Instagram this morning and we talked a little bit. He started following me. I don’t understand why an amazing Man like him would want to be friends with a faggot like me, but of course I answered him and I was as nice as I could.
I am really sorry for the long message, Sam! But you are my only faggot friend and I wanted to share what happened yesterday with you. Could you please advise me? I really see you as my old brother and I truly love you! 🙂 <3 Happy new year!!!
I’m so thrilled by this new development! Here’s why:
Master Gael bringing his faggot to a party with both his Alpha brothers and his fiancé is pretty significant! Even though nobody knows that Mika is Master Gael’s personal faggot, it was still a huge (and telling) step forward in Master Gael’s ownership of Mika!
Master Gael prepared the way with his Alpha friends, making sure they understood he would not tolerate any cruelty or humiliation of Mika. That shows a tender side I don’t think we’ve seen from Master Gael yet, and reveals that he’s not only a Protector Alpha, but also a high-ranking Alpha (likely a God Alpha among his friends). This is why I’m always saying that we determine an Alpha’s hierarchical standing by watching how others respond to him. Clearly, Master Gael is just as powerful as we imagined, Mika!
Then Master Gael’s wicked cunt Luna had to show up and ruin it!
Mika described the scene perfectly, one played out time and again with straight Men burdened with bitchy, loud-mouthed women. These kinds of females ruin parties and fun with their whining and neediness. They bring an air of tension everywhere they go. Surely, Master Gael deserves better than that!
Then Luna loudly made those awful, homophobic remarks. She didn’t intentionally mean to hurt Mika, but her bigoted stupidity infects everything about her personality. Mika did a great job holding in his feelings, the only move possible in that situation. Again, perfect behavior from my little brother!
I thought it was funny (and again, telling) that Master Gael relegated Luna and the other females to a table away from the Alphas (and Mika). Master Gael clearly prefers the company of his Alpha pack than the screeching harpy he’s planning to marry, and Mika’s behavior was so much better than Looney Luna’s that Master Gael couldn’t help but notice the difference. Faggot or not, Mika would be such a better trophy than that selfish bitch!
The Alpha brothers comforting Mika was also a very sweet way to help soften Luna’s harsh words and make Mika smile. It’s obvious Mika made an great impression on those Alphas, especially Cesar! I’m just saying this without much proof: I wouldn’t be surprised if Master Gael allows Cesar to try out Mika’s service at some point. This is something that Alphas do with each other. Sharing faggots is a way of showing each other affection as well as displaying power. I just have a feeling about it!
Overall, this is a big deal. Master Gael had to be as impressed as I am by Mika’s perfectly submissive behavior at a raucous social gathering full of unfamiliar Alphas. He’s probably so proud to own such a wonderful faggot! I think Mika just made Master Gael’s decision to dismiss Mika after the marriage much harder! I have no idea how Master Gael could ever dismiss Mika’s faithful service once he’s weighed down with that cold cunt Luna!
I want to say this directly to Mika: Baby boy, I love you very much! You make me so proud all the time! I’m so glad I made this website that has helped you become fulfilled and allowed me to have a little brother like you! My heart is with you always!
This post is part of a thread following a faggot named Giovanni who is owned by Master Lorenzo. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Little Giovanni is one of the greatest faggots to ever grace the pixels of this website. He’s an absolute joy, unbounded in his adoration of his Master Lorenzo and constantly wide-eyed with excitement over any opportunity to be of service to Alphas. When he doesn’t understand something, he respectfully asks for help. He loves with the heart of an innocent child, but he has the body of a stripper faggot.
In other words, he’s the perfect faggot for a God Alpha of Master Lorenzo’s formidable power.
To this point Giovanni has had very few tests to confront during his idyllic tenure as Master Lorenzo’s primary and dearest faggot. Gio’s never faced any kind of real threat to his position or purpose at all since Master Lorenzo took ownership of him.
Until now.
I’m going to let Giovanni tell the story, and then I’ll jump back in with more commentary.
Hello, brother Sam!! This is Gio <3
Something happened here and Master Lorenzo told me to talk to you…
I will try to be brief: Papi brought home a guy called Mario and said that he would be our new friend. When he says our new fried is a way to tell me and Rafa that a new faggot will serve him, which happens from time to time. But this time it was different because Mario didn’t look like a faggot at all, and when he came to our place he didn’t kneel, didn’t serve Papi, it was really weird. He sat on Lorenzo’s couch, drank some wine with my Master while I was there looking at them and serving. I thought that he could me another Alpha to fuck me, but Lorenzo doesn’t like other Men touching me. The only guys who fucked me was Jose from Mexico and Juan from Spain, but they are like brothers and best friends for Lorenzo, I was really confused with that random guy who I had never seen before drinking wine and laughing with my papi (and I admit that I was confused and jealous because Lorenzo was not giving me attention while I was trying to serve them).
My wonderful Master was soooo into Mario, they were talking, ang laughing and having such a great time, and they were ignoring me. Something really weird was going on, then after 2 hours Papi said, “ok, let’s go to bed” and he took Mario by his arm, and just told me to follow them. I was already expecting that I would get down on my knees and suck two big cocks, but again something felt weird because Papi doens’t share me with random guys like this.
Omg brother Sam!! Mario was really hot so I was relaxing and accepting that Papi probably changed his mind and wanted a random guy to fuck my pussy, so I got on my knees and behaved like his good boy. Mario looked at me, chuckled, look at my Papi and said “oh, he doesn’t know, right?” Lorenzo was laughing as well in a very sexy way, then he held my head, put his fingers on my hair, rubbed my cheeks, and said “he doesn’t, but he is a really good boy, he will be okay”. I was sooooo confused, brother Sam!! I looked up at them and saw two really hot Men looking down at me, waiting for more orders from my Master Lorenzo. He put his pants down and his cock was already super hard, but then Mario put his pants down as well and omg!!! He had a pussy, brother Sam!!!!!! He was a trans Man and I had no idea, it was impossible to tell.
I was staring at his pussy trying to understand and with no reaction, they were both completely naked and laughing again, but Lorenzo was rubbing my face next to his big legs and said “are you surprised, baby?” I was so surprised, but I didn’t want to disobey him, so I just said “I couldn’t tell, papi. But I am here to make you happy”. Mario got down on his knees, kissed my cheek and said “don’t be jealous, baby. This cock is big enough for both of us” He started sucking Lorenzo’s hard cock, while I was worshipping his balls and then I was more comfortable. We gave Master a double blowjob, but he was crazy to fuck Mario’s pussy, and he fucked him soooo much. Lorenzo started fucking him missionary, then Mario rode his cock, then doggy style, and I was just looking at them.
I know I shouldn’t feel jealous, but for the first time I felt that my perfect Master didn’t want to fuck me anymore. We had many 3somes before and my brother Rafa always serve him with me, but Master always balances his attention between me and the other faggot. This time was different, he was so happy fucking Mario’s pussy, like a new toy he wanted to use 24/7. They were like a couple in love fucking in their honeymoon and I was just looking at Master, craving for his cock, hungry for some cum. Lorenzo kissed Mario with so much passion and put his whole cock so deep in his pussy, and I saw my Master and King breeding his pussy and he was so satisfied, I could see the pleasure in his face. Mario was also so happy, he looked at me, told me to approach, and kissed my cheek again.
Master said “come here, baby” and gave me his cock covered in cum and pussy juice to clean it. I cleaned his cock and balls with my tongue, but I didn’t even need to take a shower because I was not sweaty and had no cum inside my whole to wash. Lorenzo took Mario to the shower and bathed him and his pussy, then Mario left, Lorenzo cuddled with me, told me that he loved me, that I am gorgeous, etc. On the next day, I did something that made my Master really upset… We woke up together, I hugged him in a romantic way, kissed him and said “papi, why don’t we call Rafa, I miss my brother, I don’t think we need to call that guy from yesterday to our house again” then I insisted and said “I don’t want that guy in our house”
oh Sam, he did not like my tone at all! Lorenzo is always polite but he told me in a really firm voice “baby, I think there are some things you haven’t understood about me. First, it is my house not our house, you live here because I love you and take care of you, but I don’t recall giving you permission to give orders about MY house. Second, that guy from yesterday has a name. He is Mario and he is coming again tonight.” Then I said “but why, papi? It is so good when Rafa and me serve you together, two holes just for you, you are our King” And then he just held my neck and said “well, Mario also has two holes for me, now come here” and he pushed my head to his cock to suck his morning wood. For the first time in my life I sucked Master’s cock thinking about something else other than pleasing him. I was just thinking about Mario and how Master said that he has two holes, I tried my best to give great head as I always do, but I couldn’t focus. Master came in my mouth, I swallowed, and at night Mario came over again, Lorenzo fucked him again, but I was clearly not into it, I think Mario noticed how I didn’t want to serve by his side, but Master did what he needed to do and fucked Mario’s pussy again. And we had a really long conversation when Mario left.
Lorenzo really is a good Man and he loves me, so he asked me why I was acting weird and why I was trying to sabotage his new fucktoy. I started to cry and said that it was really scary for me to see Mario because the only thing that girls can offer and I cannot offer is a pussy, but Mario looks like a gorgeous guy and at the same time he has 2 holes to offer to him, and that really scares me!! I have always been my Master’s favorite boy and I didn’t want to lose him. He calmed me down in his arms, kissed me, and said that he was just excited to be fucking a FTM trans for the first time, and he is really enjoying it. Then he kissed my face to clean my tears and said that I am the most special boy in the world and even if Mario had 5 holes he wouldn’t change me. And Mario is not a faggot at all, he is even a little dominant in his attitude sometimes, so Lorenzo said that he would never have him as a houseboy, he just wants to enjoy his new fucktoy.
Now I am feeling better about all of this, but after our conversation Lorenzo said that he was not happy with my attitude trying to stop him from fucking Mario. Then he said “tell Sam what you did and ask him if this is how a good faggot should behave”
So I am here following Master’s orders, brother Sam! Can you please talk more about transgender men? I know nothing about this world. Are there trans men who are faggots? Are there trans men who are alphas? Where are they in the hierarchy?
And Sam, am I wrong trying to decide who Lorenzo should fuck or not? He always tells me that he loves me and that I am his special boy, I thought I could filter who he brings to his house (but he is right, it is not our house, it is his house)
I am just a little confused and scared 🙁 but Papi brought me flowers today with a little card saying “no matter what happens, you are my special boy”, so I am feeling much better now! But can you please help me brother Sam? I love you!
I do really feel for Giovanni. He’s an innocent faggot whose heart and mind are filled with child-like dreams. Hierarchy, however, isn’t for children. It’s harsh reality, ruled by Men and their desires. Faggots fall into Hierarchy like meat into a grinder (no pun intended), and they come out of it looking very different.
As a seasoned faggot who has been granted special access to Master Lorenzo, I knew a few curveballs were coming for Giovanni. However, this particular curveball threw me for several loops also. A transsexual? I wasn’t expecting that at all!
Now Giovanni is faced with the test virtually every faggot faces at some point while owned by a truly powerful Alpha: how do we handle our Master taking on someone with whom we cannot compete?
For me, it happened when my straight Master Steve had a serious girlfriend. I was his live-in faggot at the time, and he was beginning to make rumblings of me moving out so he could move her in. I became quite emotional, with lots of tears and demands for an explanation. And that’s when Master Steve forced me to stay in a closet and watch him fuck his girlfriend instead of me. Through my tears and my broken heart I was forced to accept that there simply some things I will never be able to give him, things he truly wanted.
It was painful, but I learned.
Gio is going through something similar with Master Lorenzo and this transsexual named Mario. It’s hard to be the faggot slave of an Alpha and serve faithfully for a long period of time, and then watch as your Master enjoys himself as equals with someone who is equipped differently.
To combat that, Giovanni snapped back with a disastrous demand about being able to approve of people allowed to come to THEIR place. This was the same mistake I also made with Master Steve. But it’s completely wrong for any faggot to make that kind of demand on an Alpha, because faggots are not equal to their Alpha even if they’re paying for the place!
But in this case, Master Lorenzo is paying for everything. It’s his place materially, financially, and hierarchically. Giovanni made a huge mistake (that made me literally wince when I read it), and Master Lorenzo jumped on it and corrected Gio as he should.
Gio asked me about transsexuals and their place in hierarchy. Their place really depends on where the Alpha places them. I think it would be fair to say that they are like females. In other words, they are higher than faggots because they occupy a place similar to a female. Mario’s actions clearly indicated that as well, seemingly acknowledging Giovanni’s lower status.
And I will admit that I felt hurt for Giovanni. It’s really painful, and I don’t know that Master Lorenzo fully understands that. How could he?
But I would reassure Giovanni that Master Lorenzo deeply loves him. He’s tried to show that ever since this happened (the flowers were a nice touch), and Giovanni would do well to focus on those acts of love rather than worry about the future. Giovanni’s place will be assured for life with Master Lorenzo if he can pass this test and remain submissively in service.
Ultimately, Giovanni needs to look at it this way: Master Lorenzo is an extremely powerful God Alpha who is going to fuck plenty of other holes. Some might even have three holes like Mario has.
But there’s only one faggot who has the two holes Master Lorenzo truly cherishes, and that’s because sweet little Gio is more than two holes to Master Lorenzo. Giovanni is the faggot Master Lorenzo took complete ownership of as his own as he ascended to embrace his own destiny as a God Alpha. Gio’s deep and complete submission helped to enable that ascension, and Master Lorenzo is faithful enough to recognize that critical contribution.
They will never be a couple in the traditional sense, but Master Lorenzo and his faggot Giovanni are pair-bonded in a more meaningful way, a hierarchical way. Giovanni’s place at Master Lorenzo’s feet will always be assured!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the adventures of Avi, a 21-year-old faggot discovering the wonders of cunting and deepening his submission to Alphas! CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
People were pretty excited to read the thread developing here about a faggot named Avi who was being cunted by his childhood friend (who still remains unnamed!). All along I have been urging Avi to actually submit and ask this Alpha to take official ownership of him. After all, definitive ownership would be great in developing Avi’s submission, but also help to elevate his Alpha friend to his proper place hierarchically and teach him deeper truths.
Avi agreed. Right before Thanksgiving he wrote this: The Alpha as a childhood friend has been invited by mother to our Thanksgiving celebration this evening, so I intend to ask him to own me today. I believe he will say yes. I will keep you updated.
Well, during yesterday’s Thanksgiving festivities Avi decided to take a bold step. Check this out!
The Alpha and I talked once he got into the house. We both went to speak first, and I stopped myself and he told me that I was his, and I told him I was about to ask to be his. We stared at each other and just laughed, as we realized I’d been his from when we first met in first grade. He told me we were going to have our own ‘celebration’ before the Thanksgiving one. He ordered me to my knees, and fucked my face so good I came three times just from servicing his delicious smelling and tasting cock. Then he bent me over my bed, and cunted me again! He fucked me for two hours, with a couple short breaks in between. But I kept cumming and shuddering, and my mind kept getting deep into subspace as it broke over and over. Again, I felt like I was looking at Apollo descended from Olympus, like he was the sun around which I orbit. Then, he was sweet enough to hold me as I came back to myself, and clean me up, and then we went down to Thanksgiving dinner together, and he fingered my pussy throughout the dinner. And when it was over, and the others were distracted with festivities, we snuck off and I spent the rest of the time serving his cock, getting cunted again, even though I was coming dry at that point, even though my pussy kept quivering. He told me to give him the key to my clitty cage, and that he wants me plugged when not fucked. And I’m to keep dressing rather effeminately, but to now add a slutty edge.
I am so happy to be owned.
Beautiful!
It’s great to see that Avi’s former friend/new Master already has the instincts needed to properly own a faggot. I loved hearing that he held Avi and helped Avi recover after such an explosive cunting session! Many Alphas ignore aftercare (because, of course, Men don’t require aftercare), but this Master does appreciate the need to help a faggot recuperate after being fucked by his powerful Alpha cock! I imagine some of that stems from the fact that they’ve been friends since early childhood and there are some deep emotions involved.
I just knew it wouldn’t take much for Avi to convince his Alpha friend to take ownership of him! As faggots, we must be brave like this! In many cases we are introducing the very thing many Alphas need but don’t realize it yet. These Alphas are a bit like Mr. Anderson in the movie THE MATRIX, stuck inside an ill-fitting world and conditioned to conform, when in reality they are actual SUPERHUMANS like Neo. And just like Mr. Anderson had to be tempted down the “rabbit hole” and shown the truth, so do these Alphas!
The following post is part of a thread following the life and teachings of a 30-year-old God Alpha named Master Maurice as he takes ownership of a disabled faggot named Édouard. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Faggots in general are insecure creatures. After all, we are weak, slavishly addicted to service and submission. We are conditioned by both our Hierarchical place and by the Alphas who own/use us to always remember our fallen, inferior state.
In fact, it’s our weak and submissive state that makes Alphas love owning us.
But such a place in Hierarchy creates self-esteem issues. Many faggots struggle with intense feelings of worthlessness and shame. Alphas grew up as beautiful, desirable, popular, and well-adjusted; on the flip side, faggots grew up with none of those formative advantages. Faggots are often the outcast, the forgotten, the shunned. Faggots are often used and tossed away. Self-esteem is definitely difficult to cultivate, even in the best circumstances.
Which is why I initially flinched when Master Maurice wrote to me about wanting to take ownership of a beautiful faggot named Éduoard who happens to be paralyzed from the waist down. Instantly I put myself in my brother’s place, and imagined how I’d feel trying to serve a gorgeous and healthy God Alpha while being crippled. Oh gosh, whenever I do I feel a wave of shame ripple through me!
I flinched because I knew the difficult road ahead, a road Master Maurice was bravely willing to travel because he is a great Protector Alpha and he loved that beautiful faggot. I hoped that somehow Master Maurice’s influential power and his gigantic heart would help little, broken Éduoard finally find completion.
But, as always, roads often become bumpy … and undriveable.
Hey Sam,
Here is Master Maurice from Switzerland again. I have been learning a lot about how to properly use my fag. I don’t know if you remember him, but he has a disability and cannot walk. He can only move his neck and arms. I think I’ve been taking care of him very well, but I have an issue that you might be able to help.
He always repeats how hot I am and considering that I have been working out since I was 18, I guess he’s right. I am tall and consider myself a quite confident and handsome Alpha Man. The problem is that my boy is constantly afraid of being replaced. He has been saying things like “why would a man like you stay with a fag like me? I can’t even walk” And that’s crazy because I was the one hitting on him from the beginning, I wanted to feed and breed him from the first time I put my eyes on him. And he’s a really hot twink with a tight ass, but he thinks he is worthless because of his condition.
Sometimes I like to watch porn while he sucks my cock, and a few days ago we were doing this and something quite unusual happened. I know that my boy feels bad for not being able to offer his ass to me doggy style, it’s a big taboo in his mind. So I always try to be thoughtful and watch fags being fucked on their stomachs, although he has never asked me such a thing. So a few days ago I was watching this really sexy blonde twink getting fucked on his stomach while the Alpha was banging him just like I do with my boy. I was getting close and everything was going really well with his mouth serving my cock and balls. But then the fag on the video put his ass up and he Alpha held his ass doggy style. I noticed that my boy saw it but he was a good boy and continued to suck me until I finished in his mouth. He swallowed my cum as I trained him to do, and in less than five minutes he started to cry with all the air of his lungs, weeping histerically. I comforted him in my arms trying to understand what was going on. And my boy just repeated that he was a useless boyfriend because I would never be able to fuck him missionary or doggy style. My balls were empty and I just wanted to relax and fall asleep, but I spent an hour taking care of my boy until he stopped crying.
So Sam, I’d like to hear from you. How can I show my boy how special he is? I took him as my boyfriend, I introduced him to my friends, I call him a good boy every single day, and really take care of him. But he has this huge internal block in his mind affecting his self-esteem.
Ironically enough, I have no intention to break up with him because of his disability. But yesterday I thought for the first time that dealing with these crises so often, while there are thousands of twinks in my city willing to serve me, might be too much for me. Am I an asshole for thinking like that?
Thanks, Sam
I openly cried when I first read Master Maurice’s letter. I feel so much of Éduoard’s pain, shame, and crushing frustration. This faggot understandably feels so inadequate that he’s unable to embrace the great fortune he has of being owned by a God Alpha like Master Maurice. It’s like having the most delectable feast laid out before you, but because you feel fat you never enjoy a single bite.
I’m instantly reminded of my time as the owned faggot of Master Aaron. The Alphas I’ve served were all good-looking in various ways, but Master Aaron was truly breathtaking. He had a model’s face and a gorgeous, muscular body wrapped in a tan that looked as delicious as it tasted. As a straight Alpha, he had his pick of females, but he chose to own ME … and I could never understand it, let alone accept it. Master Aaron’s occasional gifts to me (like flowers or heartfelt cards) or his compliments when I served him helped soothe my self-esteem issues, but they never went away completely.
But I wasn’t crippled, either. I can only imagine if I had been crippled, my situation with Master Aaron would’ve been drastically different.
What Master Maurice is attempting to do here is admirable – beautiful, even – but I’m not sure the self-esteem issues will ever go away. Not completely. I did some research into this topic (since I have little practical experience), and here are some suggestions (from research and my own brain) to boost Éduoard’s self-esteem:
1. Encourage artistic expression. One thing the handicapped need are personal outlets, ways for them to express themselves through art of some kind. That could be writing, sculpting, music, singing, public speaking, drawing, etc. When they try these art forms, be encouraging and genuinely complimentary.
2. Encourage personal growth. Disabled people sometimes wallow in feelings of helplessness and self-pity. Push them to try new things that initially might even be a little bit of a struggle for them, but once successful can be sources of pride. Of course, be helpful and encouraging when they try.
3. Try to find humor in situations. This can be tricky, but disabled people who can laugh at themselves and their situations have much better success with self-esteem. Disabled people are just like every other screwed up person on the planet. Laughing at it helps the pain and burden lighter for them, and everyone else.
4. Try to keep a proper perspective. A disabled person isn’t dead, nor are they useless. While we have life, we have possibilities. There might be limitations on what we can do, but we can find joy in the things we can!
5. Don’t give up on them. Disabled people fear abandonment more than anything else. They often need people anyway, but they don’t want to lose the support that keeps them fighting for their lives. Keep showing them you love them and care about them and that they’re a special part of your life!
Master Maurice has accepted a tremendous assignment. He’s elected to become that Superman other Men and Alphas could never be. He’s already fulfilled practically every dream Éduoard could possibly have.
But the road ahead will still be difficult, no doubt. Perhaps some of the tips I’ve provided above can help Éduoard build up some self-confidence and sense of worth. I hope so! He’s a good faggot who has been gifted with the opportunity of a lifetime – serving a God Alpha daily!
But my heart goes out to Master Maurice in particular. It’s clear he desperately wants to reach Éduoard and lift him up emotionally, and his honest letter reveals some of the heartbreak he’s feeling right now. He may never manage to accomplish it entirely, at least not the way he wants.
I hope he does win this battle against Éduoard’s insecurities! But I bless him and thank him for trying at all!
With Interest I read your content with the perspective of a Fag. I am a 37 alpha with strong protective instincts. Objectively good looking with piercing blue eyes.
So here is my issue in finding regular fags. I get alot of attention from fags and I use a few, if I consider them worthy. When I break a fag In the first time as always I am naturally rough, as is my right. Afterwards it triggers my need to protect and ensure their well-being.
Here is my problem this seems to mean fags are less likely to follow up wanting to be a regular. When this instinct was less developed as a young man they would beg.
Help me with the prospective – as I’m looking for one solid fag to serve me as a god. If it helps I’m in a small city in England.
Sir, thank you very much for your question!
I think I might be just as frustrated as Alphas like you are regarding the bad behavior I see in most faggots. I hate seeing my faggot brothers flake on Alphas or treat Alphas like sex toys or act selfishly or disrespectfully around Alphas. It happens far too much, and is a symptom (in part) of the internet. I do what I can here to teach the truth and the correct path, but in the end I’m just one faggot.
The situation you describe might be a little more complex than that, though. You see, many faggots can’t respect Alphas who treat them with kindness, because they falsely equate Alphahood with hate, aggression, and violence. These faggots want to be beaten, spit on, slapped, and spanked by Alphas, not cuddled. They fail to understand what you’re actually doing (which is reinforcing your power with aftercare) because they’re too invested in their own selfish fetishes.
And where are these violent fetishes coming from? A mixture of self-loathing and masturbation.
When you were a younger Alpha, you cared less about how you treated faggots, and they loved that because you were inadvertently feeding into their fairly sad desires. Now that you’ve gotten and bit older and wiser, you want to become a Master of faggots and not just a user of them. I absolutely respect that, Sir.
It’ll take some time to sift through fags until you find one that responds correctly, but those good faggots are out there, Sir. In the meantime, you can enjoy the search by using as many faggots as roughly as you want! You might also consider joining my Hierarchy University Discord, Sir. There you can search by country and make connections with faggots who are well-acquainted with the message taught here. Here’s the link: https://discord.gg/mEH3Awf8G4
This post is part of a thread following a faggot named Giovanni who is owned by Master Lorenzo. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Exceptional faggots are hard to find. In a world of haystacks filled with selfish, stupid, and disobedient subs, an exceptional faggot is the proverbial needle. An exceptional faggot submits itself entirely to the needs of its Owner, surrenders its own rights or concerns to Him, and enriches every aspect of His life. An exceptional faggot protects its Master’s interests, respects His boundaries and autonomy, and trusts Him implicitly. An exceptional faggot makes a Man proud to own it.
When a God Alpha like Master Lorenzo takes ownership of an exceptional faggot like Giovanni, wondrous things happen. Ancient truths are exposed and reinforced. Purposes are realized. Safety and peace are assured. All because an Alpha accepted his place, and took ownership of a faggot that embraced its place!
But let’s be clear: even exceptional faggots fail.
So what happens when an exceptional faggot like Giovanni fails a God Alpha like Master Lorenzo? This stunning recent example answers that question in a way that left me in awe:
I want to tell you something that happened here in the house.
My wonderful Master Lorenzo takes care of me and Rafael very well, you know right? And he always wants us to eat healthy, we even talked about Francesco’s diet for good boys and Lorenzo loved the idea but our food was always really healthy because of our great Master. He checks our weights every week checking if we are skinny and with round sexy asses for him. Of course, this is his right and I will always obey.
But one of the rules here is that we must eat salad, fibers, fruits, and vegetables, and some foods are only allowed once a week on the weekend. Ice cream is a big issue here because I love it and he does not allow us to eat ice cream more than once a week and we must ask for permission first because it’s a lot of sugar, fat, etc
So my Master is reaaaally busy with his work, so I thought that it wouldn’t be a problem to have some ice cream when he was working and not tell him (just a little bit!!). So I ordered a pot of ice cream for me and ate it playing my video games and it was sooooo good <3 <3 but I forgot that Lorenzo receives notifications of everything on his phone because I use his credit card to buy things, so he texted me “baby, what are you eating?” I was afraid to disappoint him so I said that I bought a fruit salad and he just said “ok, baby” OMG Sam!!! I felt sooo guilty, but thought everything was okay
When he arrived home, his dinner was ready like I cook everyday for him, I asked if he wanted me to serve his food, massage his feet, etc But the first thing he said was “I love you, my good boy. And I love how you always tell me the truth” and looked deeeeeeep into my eyes. OMG Sam, I was silent and started to cry. I know it’s something really stupid and it’s just an ice cream but I felt really bad for lying for him. When I was crying, he hugged me, kissed my forehead, and said “I brought you and your mother here, I taught you how to be a good boy, I pay for your tuition, I pay for your food, I pay for your clothes, I pay for your perfumes, lingerie, videogames, the make-up you like to use… and I am very happy to buy these things to my beautiful boy, but if you think that I am stupid, you are wrong, baby”
Omg I tried to answer him and say something, but then he said “it’s okay if you don’t follow your diet sometimes but lying to me is unacceptable. I take care of you and in return I ask you to trust me, is this too much?” I said sorry one million times and told him that I bought ice cream because I really wanted and I was really really sorry, I just didn’t want to disappoint him. And he said “well, now I am disappointed, and I hope you will never lie to me again, no matter how small is the matter” Then I said “yes my Master” and kept my head down. And he said “now serve my dinner”, he ate normally, even said that my cooking was delicious, and told me to go to the bedroom. I thought he was goign to fuck me and everything was fine!! But then he said that he would call Rafael because he doesn’t live with us, so he usually comes only on Saturday. I was happy, thinking that we would have an amazing threesome as always, but when Rafael arrived everything changed.
Look what my perfect Master did!! (and I deserved it a lot!) Lorenzo told Rafa to bring some ice cream, so he bought in his way to the house. When he arrived, I didn’t understand anything, and my brother Rafa was really confused too. Lorenzo said to Rafa that my mouth was too busy with ice cream so I couldn’t suck his dick, that’s why he called him in the middle of the week. He was laughing and making jokes, Rafael didn’t understand, but our Master was really serious about it. Then Lorenzo went to the kitchen, took a spoon, gave it to me with the ice cream my brother bought, and said “now you can enjoy.” He told me that I could fill my mouth with all the ice cream I wanted, so I didn’t need his cock and cum in my mouth anymore.
He put his hard dick out of his underwear and Rafa immediately started to suck him. I was looking at my brother sucking Lorenzo’s thick cock and felt really guilty about what I did. So I was just holding that spoon with a pot of ice cream in my hand, while Rafa was giving our Master an amazing blowjob, enjoying the PRIVILEGE to suck his big dick. So Lorenzo just said in a very calm and deep voice (you know his voice well, right?? So powerful!!) “go ahead baby, you can eat the whole pot if you want while Rafa serves me, he will swallow my cum, while you swallow the ice cream you love” I felt so bad and embarrassed, brother Sam!! And I said sorry, I said I didn’t want to eat ice cream anymore. And he asked if I regret my bad behavior. I said yes, that I was a bad boy, and was really really sorry. Then he told me to throw all the ice cream away in the kitchen sink and come back to the room.
I did it, and when I came back he was getting close, so he held Rafa’s head, fucked him fast and shot his delicious load in my brother’s mouth. Rafa swallowed every single drop of his perfect seed with a smile on his face, and Lorenzo just said to him “hey boy, does it taste better than ice cream?” My brother is such a good person that he didn’t want to make me feel bad, so he just smiled and said “of course, and I’m sure Gio agrees with me now” So after this punishment Lorenzo put Rafa and me on his chest, in each side of his armpits. And he explained the whole situation to Rafa, and I said that I would never lie again.
So my perfect Master after around 2 hours cuddling and talking to us in bed, just said “ok boys, double blowjob now” OMG brother Sam!!! I was sooo happy that he was not upset with me and I have him THE BEST blowjob together with my brother Rafa. My pussy was already prepared for him, so he put me in missionary position and fucked me reaaaally romantic, kissing me, and telling me that I am a good boy, and how much he loves me, and that he wants me to be honest. I only said “sorry Master, I love you, please fuck me, I am yours” And he shot a nice load in my pussy. He was really tired of the whole day at work and shooting two loads, so he just said “ok, my cum inside Rafa’s belly and my cum in Gio’s ass, all the fags are happy now, let’s go to bed” And we fell asleep in his arms.
On the next morning, when Rafa went to work and we were by ourselves, he asked me what I learned, and I said that I learned that I should never lie and if I want to do something against the rules of the house I should ask for permission because he knows what is best for me. I feel really stupid and selfish now brother Sam, he literally saved me and my mother!! I should respect him more!! But he kissed my lips, said that I was a good boy, and I learned my lesson!!!
He allowed me to tell you this story for the website and I want to share this with you because my Master is PERFECT and being perfect doesn’t mean to do everything I want. In a relationship like this one, he is my boyfriend but he is my MASTER and he will punish me and put me grounded if he thinks it’s necessary. And my role as his sub boyfriend is obeying. He’s a perfect protector Alpha and he just wants me and my brother to be happy, safe, and healthy!!
That’s it, Sam!! I really would like to know your opinion about this. I love you a lot!!! <3 <3 <3
I love Giovanni so much not only because he deeply loves and respects his Master Lorenzo, but also because he serves with the precocious joy of a boy. Hell, he IS still very young! And, like most kids, they make the mistake of testing authority and seeing if they can sneak a hand into the cookie jar for one (or two) harmless cookies.
Master Lorenzo had every right to be upset and insulted by Giovanni’s momentary lapse in judgement. He has truly given Giovanni (and his mother) a wondrous new life, he’s given Giovanni a purpose, and he trusts Giovanni with many privileges not often afforded other faggots.
But Giovanni broke that trust in a relatively harmless way, but then compounded the issue by lying to him. There was simply no way Master Lorenzo could allow such an error to go unpunished.
Now let’s talk about the most delicious part of this (no, not the ice cream!): the corrective action taken by Master Lorenzo! He used a modified version of what I call The Nuclear Option, which in its basic form is the perfect punishment for faggots. In this case, Master Lorenzo brought in Rafael (his second faggot) to service him right in front of Giovanni while Giovanni was forced to be content with eating ice cream!
This method (both the Nuclear Option and Master Lorenzo’s modified version) works so well because it uses DENIAL of something a faggot wants (its Master’s cock, cum, and attention) while being forced to watch it being given to someone else (leveraging a faggot’s fear of replacement). Actual physical punishment of a faggot (like spanking, slapping, belting, etc.) doesn’t work as well because many faggots crave that kind of abuse, which would then defeat the purpose of deterring it from repeating a mistake.
You can hear the mournfulness in Gio’s words as he recounts watching Rafael happily sucking Master Lorenzo’s fat cock and swallowing his superior seed! The punishment worked like a charm!
Master Lorenzo excels at everything, but he’s truly a generous Master who freely gives aftercare to his good boys. In this case, aftercare was needed to soothe Giovanni after this punishment so that the lesson behind the punishment would be reinforced.
I have no doubt that the lesson was absorbed by Gio’s heart just as eagerly as Master Lorenzo’s seed was absorbed by Gio’s pussy!
I thank and praise Master Lorenzo for allowing his precious Giovanni to share this intimate story, and I am grateful to Gio for his honesty and adoration of his God Alpha King!
This post is part of a thread following a faggot named Giovanni who is owned by Master Lorenzo. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
My little brother Giovanni is one of a small cluster of faggots in regular communication with me. I love having these ones around, because their infectious joy in service buoys me and sustains my own balance. Their fresh discoveries, so astounding to them, remind me of my own past and the joy I had.
Giovanni was recently put through another challenge when his Owner, Master Lorenzo, teamed up with Master Jose to double-penetrate Gio’s little pussy. I’ve never done that, but I can imagine it would be painful as well as awkward. Ever the trooper, Giovanni did whatever he could to please his two Masters.
Any concern I had about Giovanni was alleviated when I received this message:
Hey brother Sam!!! <3
Guess what?? My Master Lorenzo gave to me yesterday red roses with 3 new games for my videogame. You know how much I love videogames, right? Omg, I loved soooo much!! He said that it’s a present for me because I was even better than he thought I was going to be when Jose was here. I asked if it was because of the dp, and he said that the dp was really special but everything I did was great. And he called me a good boy many times <3 <3 I asked if I could go and play my games, but he said that he wanted to unload his balls first. And of course I did this!! He took me to his bedroom I sucked his cock, but he didn’t fuck my ass because he wants me to recover my hole for a little more. So I sucked him reaaaaaally well and he gave me a lot of cum. Then he took me to the shower, we brushed our teeth together, and then he went to his office and told me to play my new games!!! <3
I want to tell you this, brother Sam because I have some friends with Alphas that never give presents or flowers for them, many girls too!! I have a lot of friends who are girls and they neeeever receive presents from their husbands, you know? But my Master Lorenzo he always knows how to treat me!! When I don’t deserve it or when I’m not behaving well, he know very well how to punish me (like when I was talking with other men in the social media and omg, he was really serious to punish me!!) but when I’m a good boy for him, he brings me flowers, new lingerie, and yesterday new games!! love so much <3 <3 ah, he read my letter for you and he was so satisfied! he said I did a really good job telling you about my dp and that I pleased him so much!!
My perfect wonderful Master Lorenzo always say that he don’t want to spoil me, so I need to deserve, but I’m soooo happy now!! You know, I never please him because of presents and gifts, of course I want to be a good boy because he’s my King, but it’s so good to see that he wants to reward me, brother Sam!!!
Do you think many Alphas give presents to their faggots, or I’m just a really lucky boy?? I know that we fags are just holes and cumdump but it feels sooooo good when my Master show love like this <3
brother Sam, thank you for being such a good big brother for me!!! <3 I love you and want to make you proud of me!!
I’m so very proud of Giovanni that it’s hard to put into words. He’s truly a perfect faggot, trained perfectly by a perfect Master! He’s a credit to faggots everywhere, and a testament to what is possible with good behavior!
It’s hard to tell Giovanni how lucky he is to be owned by such an extraordinary Master like Lorenzo. There are very few like him. His tender care (and aftercare) are the gold standard, even if some Alphas might contend that Master Lorenzo spoils his faggots.
I personally don’t think he spoils his faggots. He simply shows warmth and loving care to his most prized and precious possession, his sweet faggot. After all, why does a Man buy toys or special treats for his beloved dog? The dog would love him regardless, right? It’s because the Man loves to see his dog get excited, jump around, and gratefully accept the gifts. It’s the exact same principle as the way Master Lorenzo cares for Giovanni.
Gio asks if I’ve ever had Masters like that. The answer is YES I have, to varying degrees. Occasionally Masters would take me to nice restaurants, buy me certain clothes they wanted to wear, or give me gifts of little things I love. It was never extravagant, nor was it ever expected.
But I will always cherish the time I came home to a dozen red roses on my kitchen table from Master Aaron after I was particularly good to him during a difficult time in his life. I broke down and cried when I saw them, because in that moment I felt so cherished but also so inadequate in comparison to him. I can still feel that today.
So I’m glad that Giovanni is getting to experience that without any negative feelings. He has every reason to rejoice, because Master Lorenzo is truly a great and adoring Owner who will always do what’s right for his property! I would hope that every Alpha owner of faggots would want to treat his faithful faggots as well!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the continuing ascension of a 21-year-old bisexual Alpha named Master Joe and his ownership of his best friend’s faggot brother. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!
I’ve never seen a picture of Master Joe, but from his writing style and attitude I’d say Master Joe is that prototypical all American fratboy. He’s like a playful, confident lion; immensely powerful, but in no dire need to exert that power. And when he does utilize that power, he does so in disarmingly fun ways.
I do believe that owning a faggot is helping Master Joe refocus that playful energy into something more thoughtful. At first, owning that faggot (the brother of his best friend/chief rival) was a bit of jocular one-upsmanship. However, as time has gone on and his ownership over the faggot has deepened, Master Joe is starting to also deepen his understanding of the faggot mind and what it needs.
Take, for example, this very recent thought Master Joe had:
Hey fag Sam, this is Master Joe! Happy, healthy, and breeding holes as always
I had a conversation with my fag bf last night and I want your opinion about it. He was telling me that it’s much easier to take my cock now because he’s used to the shape and the size, then I asked if it still hurts him. I have no idea of how it feels because I have never bottomed, but I thought that after a while it would not hurt at all. However, my fag said that taking a cock always hurts a little bit, just a little bit, even when the pussy is properly trained. And then I realized that this is not a problem. In fact, I think that it’s important that the fag feel a little bit of pain. I think of myself working out. After a hard training, I like to feel my muscles hurt, it makes me feel that I am growing stronger. Likewise, when a fag takes a hard cock and his hole hurts afterwards I think it’s a good way to make the boy remind of who he is. What is the point of serving a superior man if it doesn’t involve some sacrifice?
I am not saying that fags deserve to suffer, I take care of my fag and love him. I think real men should never hurt girls or fags in bed, but causing this little discomfort in their stretched pussy is important for his training. Does that make sense?
I really want to become a better Alpha and embrace my role more and more everyday.
See how faggot ownership is altering Master Joe’s perspective? He’s starting to consider not only his needs, but also what’s best for the faggot he owns. This maturity is also leading him to consider his own Alphahood and how he can more fully embrace that lofty promise.
In regards to Master Joe’s specific thoughts, I say the following:
Master, it’s always so wonderful to hear from you! Thank you for writing in!
This is a very keen observation on your part, one that deserves more scrutiny and consideration by all, not just faggots. Yes indeed, some pain is definitely part of a faggot’s life. As you noted, pain is actually a beneficial part of a faggot’s life, because that pain shapes the faggot’s mind and its sense of self and purpose.
You’ll never know the pain involved in having a big Alpha cock violating your holes (yes, let’s not forget the pain of being throat fucked!), but it’s never easy to take if the faggot is maintaining its pussy muscles and not abusing them to the point of prolapse. You Alphas want a tight, snug hole to fuck, but the trade-off is pain on the part of the faggot.
But here’s the key: that pain is pleasure for faggots! When an Alpha is entering us and it hurts, we are deriving pleasure from that pain EMOTIONALLY. We know we are pleasing our Alpha, and that emotional pleasure (or, more properly, hierarchical pleasure) sends endorphins flooding into our bloodstream from the excitement of being used properly. The harder and more intensely we are fucked, the greater the endorphin rush.
The intensity of this pain/pleasure crucible while being fucked is so great that, if and when an Alpha cunts us, the unexpected explosion of that feeling becomes overwhelming. That’s why cunting is such a startling and unforgettable experience for faggots, and why cunted faggots are essentially owned for life by the Alpha who cunted it.
And Master, as you said in your letter, that pain trains the faggot to always remember what it is. Like an invisible chastity cage, the throbbing ache of a well-fucked hole constantly reminds the faggot of its Master and its purpose. So pain isn’t a bad thing for faggots. In fact, I think it’s a good and natural part of our place in hierarchy! Thank you, Master!
That explanation was a bit more intense than I initially intended, but I really like it! I think I might use it as the core of a larger examination on the site! Or maybe a podcast episode!
But you see why I love Master Joe so much, right? He’s an amazing Alpha and Master, and his little faggot is lucky to have him hurting it every night!
This post is part of a thread following a faggot named Giovanni who is owned by Master Lorenzo. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
This is something of a continuation of Giovanni’s last letter about his reunion with Master Jose a few weeks ago. He hinted at a double penetration episode in that update, which I think would’ve been a first for little Gio.
Then Giovanni’s letter arrived, and it was so much better than I could’ve imagined:
Hello brother Sam!! <3 <3
Sorry I am not giving you a lot of attention but I have a lot of exams for college and I am studying very hard to be a great nurse! My Master Lorenzo always tells me that he is happy to pay my college but I must be a good boy and have good grades. I am doing really well! My professors love me and I really love the classes!! <3 ah! I am also trying hard to improve my English, my Master Lorenzo wants me to be completely fluent and he is helping me a lot. You know brother Sam, for a long time I thought that Lorenzo was too strict making me study, learning English and having a career but now I understand how amazing he is to me! omg, my mom is soooo happy that I am studying, she even cried when my Master Lorenzo told her that he paid my tuition for me! You know that she is a cleaning lady, she just studied middle school and she is sooooo proud that her son now studies at college to become a nurse <3 I’m really happy!!
This is the first thing I want to say just to explain to you why I am not talking very often with you. But today is a Friday and I have more time to tell you more about my dp!! omg, brother, it was so crazy but so good!!
Let’s do like this… Lorenzo gave me the order to explain everything to you but he wants Jose to tell you about his experience. Lorenzo told us that Jose is a Man so his words come first, so I will tell you just my part he will tell you about the entire week if everything we did together. I feel so close to Jose now, I know that he is not my Master and owner, but he is a really nice Man and I served him a looooot omg
But the dp happened like this brother Sam: The first day was Sunday and we did all the things that I told you before, Lorenzo fucked Jose hard and then he told Jose to fuck me, and you know what was really hot?? Lorenzo was fucking me doggy style and he cunted me really hard, and when he finished inside of me, I saw that with all the movement to fuck me Lorenzo’s cum was coming from his ass!! omg, it was so sexy, imagine the scene brother Sam, I was with a lot of cum from Jose inside of me and he was with my master’s cum inside of him too, running from his ass and on his legs all the seed from Master Lorenzo. Lorenzo is so perfect with us, brother omg, he said in the other day later that he wanted Jose to feel his seed but breed me while he felt the seed, so the hierarchy would be perfect: a bigger alpha breeds another alpha, then the alpha breeds a faggot (me!! <3)
So on the Monday after this first day, we all woke up early, I wanted to stay home serving Jose and Lorenzo the whole day, but my master is always super responsible and told me to go to class. So I just sucked his both cocks very early in the morning while Rafael cooked breakfast, so I swallowed two load. I was sucking their cocks while Lorenzo was kissing Jose and it was so perfect Sam, omg!! Because my Master was holding Jose’s neck, kissing his mouth, and repeating from time to time “you’re my brother, and we own those fags for us to use, you’re a Man and you deserve to conquer his holes” and of course I was a good boy and gave great blowjobs, so they both came on my face, on my chest and inside my mouth, I cleaned everything with my finger and put in my mouth to swallow. So Lorenzo said “good boy” and we went to the table, we ate together and we left. Rafael is a lawyer and went to his office, Lorenzo went to his job at the university, and I went to my class. Jose was enjoying his vacation so he went to know the city and take some pictures.
But we all were back in the house around 5pm, and we were already soooo horny omg, so Lorenzo as the leader and Master of the house told us to undress and relax together. He sat on the couch naked with Jose, and told Jose that as a guest he could choose the faggot first. Jose was so hungry for fag hole, omg he was looking at us with his mouth full of water crazy to use us, and he said something really cute <3 <3 he said like “brother, your both boys are just perfect but today I wanna try Rafael because I already had a good dose of Gio”, Lorenzo just smiled and ordered Rafael to got on his knees in front of Jose, sucking his balls and cock. Jose was the whole day exploring the city and take pictures so he was reaaaaally sweaty omg, my brother was so happy to serve his cock and balls. And then Lorenzo looked at me and said “come here, my beautiful boy”, and he fucked my throat as always going really deep. It’s so good to suck Jose and Lorenzo because Jose goes deeper, but Lorenzo OPENS my throat omg, like I said the other day, Jose is longer but thinner, Lorenzo has around 14 centimeters but THICK, he has around 17 centimeters of girth in the base omg, imagine this in my ass!!
So after sucking them on our knees, Lorenzo brought me to his lap, kissed me, called me a good boy and said “baby, ready to take 2?” OMG brother Sam!!! I was sooooo afraid, but I really wanted to follow your advise and make my Man proud, so I said “I wanna make you proud papi, but I’m so afraid” (I call Lorenzo “papi” is something like daddy), he kissed me again and Rafael was still sucking Jose, Lorenzo looked in my eyes asked me if I trusted him, I said “of course!! more than anyone”, so he told Rafael to stop sucking and took all of us to his bedroom. Lorenzo asked Rafael to assist me and make sure that I was comfortable, so my brother was holding my hand at all the time. Lorenzo said for us “you know when a woman is giving birth, the husband comforts her and the nurse holds her hand to make her feel calm? That’s what we need to keep in mind: Gio is the woman, I am the husband, and Rafael is the nurse holding her hand” We all laughed and I was more relaxed to try, and Jose asked “so who am I here? I don’t wanna be out of this story”, and Lorenzo said “well, you’re the guy who is going to fuck my wife”, we all laughed and then Lorenzo said “enough talking, let’s do it”
He started by kissing all of us, he kissed me, than kissed Jose, than make Rafael kissed me, and we were all kissing and relaxing. So he told Jose to rim me and prepare my hole and his tongue felt sooo good omg, I had taked a shower with Rafael so my hole was pink, smooth and ready, he put his tongue inside of me and started opening my hole with his tongue and it was so good, and Lorenzo put his cock in my mouth while Rafael was kissing his balls, so Lorenzo laid down and told me to ride him, and I rided his cock for something like 5 minutes just to prepare my hole, so he said “now it’s time, you’re gonna take two cocks, baby” Jose was really excited, but it was his first time doing dp, so Lorenzo put me on his chest, with my head next to his head, so his cock was all inside of me, my ass up and Jose was coming. So Lorenzo told Jose to put the tip of his dick between his hard cock and the little space in my hole!!! Omg Jose was looking his dick and said “it’s really thick man”, Lorenzo was happy with that and just said “I know, but my boy is used to it”
So Jose put a loooot of lube and started to force the tip of his cock, Rafael was already holding my hand and telling me to relax that I would be fine, but OMG SAM, OMG!!!!! It’s impossible do describe, when Jose’s cock started to press I felt like a sword dividing me in two, I honestly thought the 2 cocks would break my hole forever, I just closed my eyes and tried to breathe, I was already smashing the hand of poor Rafael, but my master was right, it was really good to have his hand to hold. Lorenzo saw that I was struggling and with eyes closed, so he repeated “that’s okay, tell me if it’s too much”, it was hurting but nothing too much, I was enjoying to see both Masters so excited and horny, so I closed my eyes and thought about pleasing my Master.
I promise you Sam, I did my best, but when Jose passed the tip of his cock I felt the real pain, omg, my hole was just trying to expel the cocks at that moment, I wasn’t controlling my I could feel my pussy forcing them out and I disappointed my Master I told Lorenzo “please papi, can I stop? It’s too much” Omg Sam, my master is really perfect and he proved one time again how perfect he is, because he noticed that I was doing my best and he IMMEDIATELY told Jose with a firm voice “get out of him now”, Jose took his cock out of my pussy and I was almost crying, but once I had “only” Lorenzo thick dick inside of me it was suck a relief omg, so my Master kissed me and said “I will never hurt you, ok? Are you alright?” And I said that yes, I was ok, but taking both was too much, I was so embarrassed for disappointing him, I said sorry like 10 times, but he didn’t take his cock out, he told me to keep riding his big cock, and asked if I was feeling any pain, and I said no, just his cock was feeling great, so he told me to make him proud again, and omg Sam, I did the best cowgirl of my life to make sure he wouldn’t be upset with me!!! I went up and down, up and down, and all the time I said “thanks for being my perfect Master, you cock is so big, sorry for being a useless faggot”
And Lorenzo wanted Jose to have some fun too, so he said again in a firm voice “Rafael, take care of his hard cock, my brother needs to unload his balls” my brother immediately started sucking his cock very well, so we finished the night like this: Lorenzo banging me in cowgirl position and Rafael after the blowjob opened his legs in missionary position and Jose pounded him until my brother’s pussy was full of his seed. Lorenzo came in my pussy too and kissed me, telling me that I should not feel bad because I was his perfect faggot.
But you know what brother??? I know that Lorenzo and Jose were not upset, they really love me, but I was disappointed with myself!! So that was Monday night (Jose will tell you more things about the other days), but I was feeling bad with myself for not obeying my Master and his Alpha brother!! So I did like this: I was a good boy the whole week taking cock a lot, but I was also stretching my hole when I was by myself, playing with my dildos, trying to put two at the same time, etc. Lorenzo saw me trying and he said that I didn’t want to do the dp anymore, he said that he loved me and that he was not upset at all, he called good boy many times… but I had this little voice in my mind telling me to try again, so in the last day, Saturday, we were all together and Lorenzo said that Jose was going to the airport Sunday morning so he planned a major fuck for us. And of course I followed his rules, he wanted the faggots on the couch with our ass up for them to alternate fucking our pussies, and we did that for a looooong time, Rafael and I kissing, Jose and Lorenzo using our holes, changing from one hole to the other. So Jose said that he was getting close and I took ALL MY FAG COURAGE to say “can I please try the DP again papi?”
Rafael was shocked with my courage, but the two Men were soooo excited, their cocks were really hard, like a rock, and they were both really close, so I thought they would just want to cum fast. But Lorenzo said “good boy, let’s do it”, and guess what brother???? I did it!!! <3 <3 <3 We went back to the bedroom and did the same thing with Rafael holding my hand but after all the days fucking so much my hole was much better to take two cocks. I started riding Lorenzo and Jose started to push. I closed my eyes again but the pain was much less this time, Lorenzo held my head and told me to relax, I just said “I’m okay papi, fuck me hard papi, give me your cum” it was sooo hot brother Sam, omg!! They were fucking us for almost 2 hours, so they were crazy and really needed to shoot all their cum in a fag hole, I did it for something like 2 or 3 minutes I think. I know it’s just a little time but I was so proud of myself!!! Jose was on top of me holding my shoulders, and Lorenzo was hugging and kissing me, my hole was like a water well soooo stretched but it wasn’t too painful and they were so happy omg, Jose said many time how tight and warm it was, and how he could feel his balls touching Lorenzo’s ball, he loved it!! and Lorenzo also said “fuck boy, you’re perfect, you’re my gorgeous faggot” Jose was fucking while Lorenzo was still, then they changed and Lorenzo fucked while Jose was still and after a few minutes they both came!!! all inside of me, Lorenzo was fucking and shot all his cum and at the second that Jose felt my master’s cum on his cock he came too, two big loads!! When they took their cocks out I felt that empty hole and realized that I’m a different faggot, even more dedicated to my Master and owner!!
You know what I think brother?? Taking just one cock and getting cunted is much better, is the best feeling ever, dp is not exactly a wonderful feeling because the cocks can’t go deep and the Men can’t fuck too fast, so you’re basically stretching your hole more and more, it’s a very different feeling and taking one hard cock in Alpha rut is much better. But you know what?? The feeling of making my Master and his brother proud was sooooo good that I felt really good when they finished inside of me. I don’t know if it makes sense brother, but it’s not the physical feeling like getting fucked and cunted, it’s the feeling of serving TWO great men at the same time and making them so proud.
So that’s it brother Sam!! I tried first and it was difficult but one week after that I did again and it was such a great feeling to serve them!! We had dinner together after that because my Master wanted to celebrate the week with Jose and celebrate my new opened hole!! We had a great dinner together <3 Lorenzo gave me A LOT of aftercare, omg, he was taking care of me like after a surgery, you know? Asking me if I was okay, if I was feeling any pain, if I wanted to say something to him. He always washes us with his hands after he uses us, so this time he took really good care of me in the shower, touching my hole (really open!!) asking if it was hurting and all the time telling me how perfect I am while Jose was washing Rafael, so he put some healing cream in my hole before going to bed just to make sure I would be alright and I woke up perfectly fine on Monday <3 <3 <3 It was really worth it!!!
Long story but really important one, right brother?? I love you soooo much brother Sam! I hope you’re proud of me after what I did <3 <3
I was a little concerned about Giovanni trying to take two Alpha cocks in his ass, which is why I recommended that he stick to the more traditional double-penetration method of one in each hole. However, it sounds like Giovanni really benefitted from the experience, learning more about what he can do to please his Master and finding fulfillment even in acts that don’t seem to be beneficial at first.
Gio’s attitude is one that faggots should try to cultivate. He’s a completely devoted servant of his Master, the wonderfully attentive Master Lorenzo. Gio is always willing to do whatever his Master requests because he deeply trusts him. There is a history of care and tenderness between them that has accrued, something that many mistakenly believe cannot exist between an Alpha and his faggot. It’s so sad that they fall for this lie, because it prevents them from actually experiencing one of the most fulfilling relationships in human life.
Giovanni was able to not only perform this difficult task to please Masters Lorenzo and Jose, but to also process the experience into a couple of life lessons he can apply in his entire life. That shows Giovanni’s growth as both a person and a faggot.
All I know is Giovanni serves one of the most incredibly caring Masters on the planet. Can you imagine being a freshly fucked faggot, used roughly by your Alpha, only to have that same Alpha tenderly wash your body and care for your swollen hole? The intimate tenderness of that gesture cannot be overstated.
This experience only illustrates why we faggots serve such astounding God Alphas, and why we are willing to go to any lengths to serve them!
