Hierarchy 303 – Hierarchy In The Mainstream

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The following post is part of a larger thread chronicling the awakening of a straight Brazilian Alpha named Vinicius who has taken ownership of his former friend and faggot Felipe while trying to raise his teenage Alpha son in hierarchical truth. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

This is the second part of this story. CLICK HERE to read the first part!

In the previous post we learned that straight Master Vinicius finally decided to use his long-term friend and faggot Felipe sexually. When he first found out the truth about Felipe being a fag, he swore he wouldn’t use Felipe sexually because, as he said, he’s not interested in that. Frankly, this is justifiably the position more straight Alphas have regarding sex with males. After all, there is no natural attraction to another male.

But something this site has consistently taught and documented over the years is this fundamental truth: straight Alphas are turned on by POWER and WORSHIP, and that overrides any other concern they might have about gay sex.

That’s because sex between a straight Alpha and a faggot isn’t about sexual attraction, but rather, it’s about pure domination. That kind of power is its own aphrodisiac.

Needless to say, Master Vinicius was literally and figuratively blown away by the worshipful blowjobs Felipe gave him, and the surge of unconquerable power he felt charged through him like a lightning strike. He knew he needed to actually claim Felipe completely.

He decided to finally fuck and breed his first faggot!

I prepped Master Vinicius beforehand on the fruits of complete faggot ownership, as well as how to cunt a faggot and the importance of it. I had to act quickly, because it was clear a tsunami of lust was surging in Master Vinicius, and this was going to happen sooner than later!

Then it happened. Here are Master Vinicius’s account of what transpired physically, metaphysically, and, most importantly, hierarchically:

As I told you I had my fag Felipe coming over to be my bitch for the evening as I watched the game. When he got to my place I told him to pour me a beer, put the rest in the fridge and set the snacks on a tray and bring me everything as I laid on the couch, in the boxers I had on the whole day. He brought everything and I told him to take off his clothes and kneel… But I wasn’t very fond of that sight. I don’t know, I didn’t feel comfortable seeing his little baby dick out in the wild. So I told him to go to the master bedroom and pick up a pair of panties from my wife’s drawer. He’s such a slut he picked a pair of red lace panties, a little see through on the front. His “dick” is SO SMALL it barely made a bulge. He actually looked like a girl from the waist down (he was fully shaved… I was impressed by that)

So picture this: me wearing a pair of white Calvin Klein boxers already hard standing up in front of him, wearing nothing but my wife panties facing down to the ground as I was drinking a nice cold beer HE paid for. Life’s good, Sam.

I wish I knew that before.

I told him to worship me and beg me to make him my whore and he went on and on about how he dreamed about it since he met me, that he wanted to be a good boy for daddy and make me proud for giving him this opportunity to serve me. I made him put his hands on the ground, behind his back as he was kneeling to give him some support, because I wanted to use his throat as a fleshlight. So I bent his head a bit, put both of my legs behind his back with his head between my legs – as if I was sitting on his chest – and I started fucking that throat. This bitch doesn’t seem to know what a gag reflex is, and I love this about him! I was forcing his head up and down on my cock and he was taking it like a pro! I have a big cock, around 20cm (you do the conversion to inches) and the only times he gagged were when I got his nose pressed against my crotch and I blocked it to prevent him from breathing… He got my cock so slobbered that I don’t think I would had needed to use lube to fuck him. But I told him to lube anyway and to lay on his back on the ground.

You see… When I decided to fuck him I had pictured him on all fours or riding me. But I wanted to see the look on his face as he finally got the meat he’s yearned for years. And I wanted him to look me in the eyes as I entered his pussy to make a statement in his little head: that from now on the only cock that matters is mine. And Sam, what a trip that was! As soon as the tip of my cock entered his hole my fag started crying. I asked if I was hurting him, but he said those were tears of joy. I don’t know if it was the sight of that grown up man wearing my wife panties with his tiny little dick hard and crying of joy for having my cock inside him or just the rush of power that struck me – maybe a mix of both – but I was DETERMINED to turn that hole into a huge gape.

I was fucking him HARD. Taking it all out and shoving it back inside, aiming for different parts of his hole and get it as stretched as possible – his hole was surprisingly tight for someone who’s been getting fucked for 25 years. I was slapping his face, punching him on the side of his ribs, spitting on his mouth… I even rubbed his small ball sack like we do with a woman’s clit. My fag was going nuts, trembling/shaking uncontrollably, saying things that didn’t even make any sense while begging me to get him pregnant. I LOST MY MIND WHEN I HEARD THAT! I strangled his neck with one hand and told him to beg me louder to impregnate his pussy. I read that link you sent me about cunting. I’m sure that’s what was happening. I’ve never seen someone so given to me like that. I increased the speed and I told him I was about to cum and demanded him to say he’s my bitch and I bred him. It was something else… Un-fucking-believable! I’ve had women losing their mind over me in bed, but I never seen someone getting so senseless like he got. 

I took my cock out, had him kneeled again and told him to clean it up with his tongue while thanking me for breeding him. And he did it with the biggest smile on his face! 

I laid back on the couch, turned the TV on because the game was about to start and had him bringing me another beer, the tray with the snacks and a broom. He brought everything to me and I told him to lay on his back on the ground.

I took the broomstick, a roll of silver tape that was inside the tv rack drawer and I taped both of his feet to the broomstick in a way he couldn’t move his legs to the sides. I told him to raise his legs as far as he could and I placed one edge of the snack tray on the broomstick and told him to grab the other edge of the tray. He was supposed to be the support for it as I watched the game. I didn’t wanna hear a word, that he should try his hardest not to let anything fall for as long as I wanted him to stay that way and that, if he behaved like a good fag, I might let him cum at the end of the evening. In case he couldn’t handle it anymore I’d let him off this duty if he said “Fogo”. (My team’s nickname)

He was SO SCARED it was actually funny, but also adorable in a way. I could see he didn’t want to let me down. And Sam… He tried! And he earned my respect. It took him roughly 20 minutes to tap out. Way more than I was expecting. Luckily, for him, my team had already scored a goal and we were winning a tough away game. I let him off the restraints but he had to stay on the ground, massaging/sucking my feet as I watched the game. When we scored the second goal I smashed his little dick so hard he let out a moan that reminded me of a girl. I never heard his voice so high pitched! But he screamed like a pig when the other team scored a goal and I decided to aim my frustration on his balls. I never knew that kicking someone in the nuts could be THAT relaxing… at least for me! LoL 

Half-time came and I told him he could ride my cock as I answered some messages from my clients on my phone, but he was supposed to keep saying he’s my little girl and how much she loves my cock inside of her. Yes, I was referring to my fag in the feminine at this point. So, for around 20 minutes I had my fag riding my cock with my wife’s panties on, telling me how much my cock means to her as I had my phone in one hand answering my clients and playing with her tits with the other hand. And boy, she was perfect at it! I shot my second load by the time the second half was about to start. 

I needed to piss, so I took my fag to the toilet with me, told her to hold my cock with her teeth and lips as I pissed. I cleaned my cock on her face, ordered to pick me another beer and I was back on the couch – and my fag back on the floor. 

I don’t know what the fuck happened, but the other team scored 3 goals on the first 20 minutes of the second half and my team was behind the score by 2. I wasn’t happy at all about it, but I squeezed my fag’s small nuts so bad after the second goal that I felt bad for her when the 3rd came. I went to the master bedroom and picked up my wife’s vibrator, told my fag to lay on the couch on her back over my lap, legs wide open, and I used the vibrator in her ass like a stress relief tool… For me. I was aiming at my fag’s prostate the whole time. My neighbors might have heard the moaning. The human body is incredible, isn’t it? How can the stimulation on a specific spot make someone lose the sense of space and time?

I kept telling my fag I was pissed but it was because of the game. But she made me really proud. And that I wanted to start treating him like a girl, since his dick looks like an oversized clitoris and he has titties that could easily fill up a bra. My fag said she’s going to be my girl and as slutty as daddy wanted her to be. She even started talking with a different voice. She was such a good girl I told her she could cum… But only if she managed to do it hands free, because daddy was already stimulating her pussy and that’s how girls should cum. But she asked me to cum riding my cock instead of the vibrator. She had those needy puppy eyes and such a soft voice asking to cum riding her daddy that I couldn’t say no.

I got her riding my cock facing me. The other team had scored yet another goal so I was done with the match… The moment I was having with my fag girl felt much better. I got her to ride me and tell me how much she loved to serve me that evening, how much my cock meant to her and my fag girl gave me an Oscar winning speech of how amazing and life changing my cock is. That I wasn’t only her master, but her king, her god. That from now on my cock is her religion and that getting my cum is her sacred communion, that every drop of anything produced by my body is holy to her: my cum, my sweat, my spit, my piss… She was saying all of that while looking me in the eyes, hands behind my neck, my heavy breathing against hers. I ordered her to cum. I gave her a 60-second count down. I didn’t even got to the 40s and she squirted all over my stomach while thanking me for being so kind to let her cum. 

I had her cleaning the mess she made with her tongue then I shot my 3rd load on her face. I used my foot to spread my cum all over it and told her to clean my foot too. 

And just like that other night I told my fag to clean everything while I took a shower, to wash my wife’s panties and get the fuck out of my place before I was done showering because my boy could be back home any minute then and I didn’t want them to run into each other.

Sam… I’m really playing with the idea of turning my fag into a girl when I want to get worshipped and serviced.

It was my first time fucking someone who isn’t a woman and, Sam… I stand corrected. You were right all along. 

Absolutely astounding!

I love the analytical side of Master Vinicius’s brain being blown apart by the overwhelming experience of fucking and breeding his first faggot. His entire being was transformed into a raging beast of pure power and dominance, a point beyond the usefulness of words and rational thought. This makes sense, because all ascended Alphas can tap into that pure animal id because they’ve come to accept the natural use of faggots!

Once again, I commend Felipe for being such a good faggot and performing admirably as Master Vinicius thoroughly (and roughly) used him! So proud of my brother!

But I wanted to touch on the fact that Master Vinicius did, in fact, cunt Felipe on his very first try! For a straight Alpha, cunting their first faggot is almost as wondrous as what the faggot experiences. As Master Vinicius mentioned, he watched his faggot’s body shudder and his faggot’s face go slack and delirious, and it was something so intensely powerful that it made him need to pump his load deep into Felipe’s new pussy.

No matter how well Master Vinicius fucks his wife, he’s never going to experience TRANSFORMATION like that because of the power of his cock! Master Vinicius’s cock RULED this encounter, striking like a weapon and penetrating even the psyche of his new faggot. This is what Alpha cock does! It’s more than just a tool to fuck and breed things. It alters people, forcing them to submit and surrender to true Alpha power!

There is nothing stopping Master Vinicius now. He’s moved beyond the cares of unenlightened Men, ascending above them and clothed with glory. He can own anyone he wants now. If he wants a harem of female and faggot slaves worshiping him day and night, it’s all possible.

His God Alphahood is assured. He’s picked the lock and opened the gates to a Kingdom made just for him!

Thank you, Master Vinicius and his faggot, Felipe!

Yours,

sam the faggot

The following post is part of a larger thread chronicling the awakening of a straight Brazilian Alpha named Vinicius who has taken ownership of his former friend and faggot Felipe while trying to raise his teenage Alpha son in hierarchical truth. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

For more than ten years I’ve been consistently preaching one fairly controversial message: straight Alphas use faggots sexually and remain straight. In fact, the original name of this site as registered in 2015 was FagsWorshipStraights.Tumblr.com. I had served so many straight Alphas in my life that I wanted to teach people this fundamental hierarchical truth.

I received a lot of pushback for a lot of years (I’m still getting it), but again and again through this site I have instead raised an irrefutable mountain of evidence proving this truth. I’m unassailable in this regard. Do you have any idea how many straight Alphas tried using faggots because of this site and discovered I was right?? I don’t even know, but it’s A LOT of them.

Master Vinicius is the latest straight Alpha to become exposed to this site’s message after his longtime friend Felipe admitted that he was a faggot and directed him to this site. And Master Vinicius warned me in one of our earliest conversations that he would never use a faggot sexually no matter what I said to him.

And I just smiled. You see, I know the power of hierarchy better than any straight Alpha. They can protest all they want, but in the end I know the POWER will move them more than their fears and paranoia.

So the other day Master Vinicius started asking me questions about how in theory he might approach Felipe in order to in theory try using him as a cocksucker.

But I didn’t give Master Vinicius theories. I gave him facts.

I gave him the truth … and the truth set him free:

So Sam… Here’s what happened.

I went over to my fag’s place using my emergency key, he was lying on the couch and I immediately told him to get up and get close to me. I gave him the first slap of the evening in his face. “Do you know why I’m here, fag?”, he said he didn’t. Slap number 2. I ordered him to take off his shorts and be only in his undies and with his shirt on. He did it. Slap number 3. “I’m gonna ask again: do you know why I’m here, fag?”, he asked if I was there to use him and… Slap number 4. “Only idiots answer a question with another question. What’s the correct answer?” And he said “You’re here to use me, Sir.” I said good boy and gave him the slap number 5. Then I gave him a wedgie and told him to get me a glass of cold water, a bowl I could put my feet in filled with warm water, a towel and nail clippers.

As he ran to get all of that I sat on his couch and started looking for something interesting to watch on the tv.

He got back, gave me the glass of water, put the bowl in front of me with the towel around his neck while the water was heating on the stove. I ordered him to kneel.

I told him to get my underwear I gave him this morning, he picked it up and I put it over his head, with the bulge part against his nose. By that time the water was already warm enough to pour into the bowl and I ordered him to get it. 

When he came back and the bowl was filled I said “You’re starting tonight by washing my feet and massaging it. Then you’ll clip my nails. You’re not allowed to say a word unless spoken to. I have a lot to talk to you. Understood?” – “Yes, sir”

Then I went on and on about how I got very pissed and disappointed at him for talking about me to strangers online and having it published. But I said his luck was that he did that with you, and that I’ve been chatting with you lately. I told him you’re a VERY intelligent person, very eloquent and well versed in this hierarchy matter. So much that I got a boner reading one of your emails. That chatting with you made me realize that my cock does deserve to be worshipped. I told him we’re not friends anymore. But I decided to still keep him in my life because you, Sam, opened my eyes to the things I can get from him that no other women is capable to provide me. And that I got that boner because of the rush of power I had. And that I decided to give him one chance to finally prove himself he can be completely useful under our new dynamic – and one chance only.

By that time he had already finished washing and clipping my nails and he was just massaging my feet. I was already only with my underwear on. It was a fun sight, since he had my dirty underwear covering his face and he didn’t even notice I was barely clothed.

“Do you want to take this chance you’ve been waiting for 20 years, fag” – “Yes, Sir. I’ll do anything” – good.

I told him to dry my feet and approach. Got him kneeled between my legs and shoved his head on my crotch (with two pairs of underwears between his nose and my junk – the one on his face and the one I was wearing) and I told him to tell me his case, and it should be a very convincing speech.

He said something to the lines of “I’ve always knew I was a faggot and you’re an alpha. I was afraid the day you realized this would never gonna come. Out of all the men in the world you’re the one who deserves to enjoy this power the most. You changed so many peoples lives, you always guided people around you, you literally saved my life a few times and I’ve always been grateful to be around you, because you make feel safe being what I’m meant to be… Even if you didn’t know about it before. And now that you do I would be honored to show you new heights to your power and make you feel like the God you are.”

That “God” part REALLY got me hard right there, Sam.

I told him to take my underwear off his face and stare at my hard rock bulge. His eyes were shinning like a kid on Xmas day. I asked him “What are you?”, he said “I’m your faggot, Sir!”, I asked “And what am I?” He said “The greatest man I’ve ever seen. You’re my God, sir!”

Sam, my cock was throbbing already. Not in a million years I’d imagine something like this would happen. And you were spot on when you said that I got that erection from your email because of the feeling of power I had.

I told him to get some lube. He ran to his bedroom and brought it to the living room, handed to me and went back on his knees. I told him to turn around and put his head on the floor and his ass up. I pulled his undies back to normal, ripped the back just enough to get access to his hole, put some lube on it and told him to turn around facing me. He was losing his mind. He was shaking, dripping sweat. I could see he was nervous. I told him to calm down, that I wouldn’t do anything to harm him not anything he didn’t want me to do anyway. “Ok, boy?” – “Yes, sir!”

Then I gave him another slap and asked how many times have I slapped him already. He’s such a good boy that he immediately said “Six times, Sir! One on each cheeck, Sir!” – I smiled, said he’s a good boy and told him to try and ride my right foot. He didn’t hesite. Though he didn’t manage to get all my toes in, I’m proud of him anyway. You see… My feet are size 14. And my big toe if probably bigger than his little baby dick.

I let him ride my feet as I put my cock out and told him to jerk and admire it. If a meteor hit us at that moment I don’t think he would notice. He was COMPLETELY hypnotized. He was playing with its head, my pubes, my heavy balls… Drooling in lust to put it inside his mouth. And I’m not saying that figuratively , he was ACTUALLY drooling without noticing. It was the first time in my life I’ve seen someone so mesmerized by my hard cock. Not even my wife was ever like this.

I told him he could start worshipping my cock with his mouth.

He started on the head, playing with his tongue. Then started sucking it and without me even ask him he put the whole thing down his throat and started fucking it. It took a while until he started having gag reflexes. At one point he did something I’ve only seen in porn… My cock was down his throat, his nose was on my pubes and he managed to put part of his tongue out to lick my balls at the same time. I didn’t know it was possible! It felt AMAZING.

It was already the best blowjob I ever gotten! And he even forgot he had my toes inside his ass! Hahaha

Then he asked me permission to talk. I said yes. He asked permission to give me a surprise, but to do that he needed to get up for a second. I was so caught up in the moment that I said sure.

He got up, went to the kitchen and I heard him saying “Sir, do you mind if I ask you to close your eyes for just a sec?” To which I said ok, but hurry. 

He came back, started riding my foot again and started sucking my cock again… But I felt his mouth icy and warm and wet at the same time. It was a weird but AMAZING feeling and I asked him if he had an ice cube in his mouth and he put his tongue out to show me 3 black halls drops.

DISCLAIMER: I know in the us you guys buy Halls drops for cough/throat. Here in Brazil that’s a Candy. And I’ve heard a lot about people using it to give oral sex.

That little motherfucker got me NUTS swallowing my cock with those halls drops inside his mouth. He was deepthroating, putting both of my balls in his mouth, sucking my head like a baby on a pacifier… But it was when he started licking my frenulum with that hot/icy/wet tongue while rubbing my head with one hand and massaging my balls that I admit I lost control. While he was doing that he kept saying that my body is a shrine and my cock is the God he worships. That my cock rules his life from now on if he is considered worthy of it. That he was in heaven being able to do what he had dreamed of for years and years and kept asking me if he was being a good boy. He had tears of happiness scrolling down his eyes.

Sam… All I could do was grunt, moan and breathe heavily. Nobody EVER got me like that only for giving me head. Actually… “Giving head” is not a good enough definition for what that faggot did. 

I told him I was close to shoot my load… And he didn’t change his pace one bit. He started licking my frenulum with what he had left from one of the drops on his tongue and trying to say “please, daddy… Give me your God load!” and when he felt my cock was swelling up and about to cum he deep throated himself again, nose on my pubes, tip of his tongue on my balls and my juice exploded direct into his throat. He hold it there for, idk, 20 second. Then started to slurp it out.

Honestly, Sam. I think I haven’t came THAT HARD since I got my wife pregnant.

He sat more firmly on my foot and just looked at me with the biggest smile I’ve ever seen on his face. My face was probably of disbelief, I ain’t lying. I’ve NEVER experienced something like this before. Then he said 5 magic words: “I love your cock, Sir!”

I told him to get up and bring me another glass of water as I was trying to recompose myself. He came back with the water and kneeled and put his head down. 

Sam. I had to take a few moments to admire that sight and make sense of what just happened.

You were completely right on every word you said. I could NEVER have a woman giving a treatment like that. Not treatment… Worship. 

I told him to look at me and got close to him. As I reach for his face he threatened to flinch for a millisecond but I said “Don’t worry. I’m not giving you the 7th slap” instead I rubbed his head and told him I was really proud of him. And that he aced the one chance he had. I was so proud that I don’t think I’m letting Flavio getting near him again. He can’t appreciate a worship like that. This faggot is mine. As he always been.

Full disclosure: I warned Felipe that I thought Master Vinicius might be ready to use his throat, so he was able to have those Halls cough drops ready. LOL

Brothers, this is how we win every time. We submit completely to the awe and majesty of our straight Alphas and we worship them in ways that never ever occur to females. We blow their minds in addition to their cocks until there is no doubt in their minds that they need to keep using us.

Felipe went above and beyond in order to thoroughly satisfy Master Vinicius, leaving him with a feeling he’d never quite experienced so acutely before: God Alphahood.

And the most revelatory part: Master Vinicius was still STRAIGHT, but changed in the most extraordinary way. You see, his sexuality didn’t change … but he began his ascent to levels of power other straight Alpha deny themselves. What a shame!

But Master Vinicius wasn’t done! Just like any powerful Man who has achieved some intoxicating level of wealth and glory, Master Vinicius wanted to drink more from the wellspring of hierarchical power!

He ordered his faggot to write of their second encounter:

I got to serve Master Vinicius again! He called me saying he was almost done at the gym we have here, that he wanted me to go downstairs with a fresh towel for him. I immediately went down and he was leaving the gym, I gave him the towel and he told me to follow him to the elevator. When we got there he gave me back the towel and told me to sniff it as we were going up. He said his wife will be out for a couple of days and asked if I thought was fair that he had to release his stress by himself. I said of course not. And we got into his place.

He told me to make him his protein shake and load the washing machine with the laundry on the baskets from the master bathroom and the second bathroom. So I did. When I finished all of that he said I had the machine’s cycle time to suck him dry. He was still smelling from the gym. I CAN’T PUT INTO WORDS HOW GREAT HE SMELLED!!! I started sucking him and he kept telling me to say how great his cock is and how much I love it – like I needed an excuse to do that… He said he’s gonna use me all these days his wife is not around. Not to get my hopes up about him fucking… Yet. He said he does want to fuck me and is going to do it eventually, but I’ll know when he’s ready. I teared up a bit, not gonna lie. I felt very emotional. Then he shoved his cock way down my throat and gave me a head lock on my neck, I couldn’t move and barely breathe. And he got me like that as he finished his protein shake.

I got to suck his dick, lick his balls, his armpits, his chest… It was like I was given the gift of cleaning his sweat with my tongue. It felt AMAZING!

When he was just about to cum he told me to stop sucking and just stare at his cock and balls to see how a real man cums… And he came on his foot and made me to lick it clean. Sam… I’m not into feet AT ALL. But it felt A-MA-ZING!

By then the machine was done and he told me to hang up the clothes and do the dishes in sink while he had a shower. And that I was supposed to leave as soon as I finished it because he didn’t wanna see me when he left the shower. So I ran to do that and came back home.

Btw: as I was sucking him he prohibited me from jerking off (he knows I’m a gooner) and that I’m gonna know when I’m allowed to cum – but gave me no details about it, so I’m kind of in the dark. But I won’t question it. He knows what’s best for me.

Incredible!

We see so many elements in these encounters that I’ve discussed for years, natural laws straight Alphas understand and utilize when using a faggot (like denying Felipe masturbation while serving, or making Felipe lick his cum off his feet) because they come from the very heart of all straight Alphas. They all want the same worship, the same service, the same honor, respect, and awe.

And only faggots give straight Alphas exactly what they crave!

So once again, the hierarchical truth contained on this site has changed a life, this time a powerful straight God Alpha named Master Vinicius. And our world is better for it!

BUT WAIT: This is only PART ONE! Just wait until you hear what happened NEXT!

COMING SOON!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the life of Felipe, a faggot from Brazil who is helping an Alpha friend Vinicius raise his young Alpha son. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

The last time we had an update on the developing story of Felipe and his longtime friend and now Master Vinicius, Felipe had finally revealed his true identity as a faggot, and Master Vinicius dramatically took ownership of his former friend. As you might recall, Master Vinicius was willing to take ownership of Felipe as a domestic/worship faggot, but he had no interest in using Felipe sexually given that he’s a very straight, married Alpha with a young Alpha son.

So he had the idea to use Felipe that way, but turn over the sexual stuff to Master Flavio, the experienced straight Alpha who lives in his apartment complex.

I didn’t know much about Master Flavio, but incidental stuff I heard made me think he might be extreme. So when Master Vinicius told me of his plan, I got a little anxious for my brother Felipe. I also worried about what Master Vinicius might do if Master Flavio went too far.

So it wasn’t too long before Master Flavio decided to take advantage of Master Vinicius’s generosity.

Hi Sam. My head is melting…

I was on the couch watching TV and my front door opened… It was Master Flavio. He entered in a rush, told me Vinicius lent him the emergency key to my apartment because he wanted to celebrate their team’s win. He didn’t waste time, got me on all fours on the couch, shoved my head on the pillows, pulled down my pants, spat in my hole and he just started fucking me. I didn’t even have time to understand what the fuck was going on, my hole was hurting like crazy, I started crying a bit but he didn’t care. Luckily it was a quickie… Guess he had to come back home soon. Anyway. The fucking must had lasted about 10 minutes. At least he wasn’t taking it all out and shoving it back in one thrust like the last time. He was grunting, biting the back of my neck, he smelled like beers and sweat.

He said he was gonna breed me and I just kept asking him to breed me (it was hurting A LOT, I just wanted it to end, not gonna lie) and he started to say “Hold it! Hold it!” as he bred me… But kept saying “Hold it! Hold it!” even after he came. His dick was still inside me and as he told me to “Hold it” I felt my ass filling up – he was pissing inside my hole! I was trying HARD to hold it in… When he finished pissing he took his cock out, told me to keep my ass up and keep holding it. He went to the bathroom, washed his dick on the sink and came back to the living room. He put on his shorts and threw me 2 jerseys to wash – one of his and one from Vinicius. And then he left.

I ran to the toilet to let his piss and cum out of my hole. I don’t know how I found the strength to clinch my hole for that long in order not to make a mess and ruin my couch. I finished washing their jerseys and they’re drying out now.

Do I officially have two straight alphas to serve now? Because it was Vinicius who gave Flavio the key, so they both must have had an agreement. I’m still trying to make sense of what just happened today…

What happened was Master Flavio just tried to stake his claim on Felipe!

Master Flavio was just as I feared he might be, rapey and almost hateful. Of course, he went after Felipe with the intent to help Master Vinicius teach Felipe a lesson, but that didn’t make it any more comfortable.

I was somewhat mortified by Master Flavio pissing into Felipe’s ass. I’m so glad an Alpha has never decided to do that to me. Even though I really enjoy piss play quite a bit, there’s something distinctly uncomfortable and borderline messy about it. I really commend Felipe for yielding and handling it like a professional faggot.

Judging by Felipe’s response to the attack, I guess you could say he learned a lesson! I was just worried that was how Master Flavio would always use Felipe.

But then … something happened.

TO BE CONTINUED!

The following post is part of a larger thread chronicling the awakening of a straight Brazilian Alpha named Vinicius who has taken ownership of his former friend and faggot Felipe while trying to raise his teenage Alpha son in hierarchical truth. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

It saddens me that so many straight Alphas go through life without any proper knowledge of hierarchical truth. I mean, they might naturally understand some of it – we all do instinctively – but they refuse to fully embrace hierarchical truth because of one stupid reason: parts of it seem too gay. It feels too much like a gay fetish (and, in fact, gays have fetishized it) to seem important or even relevant to their lives.

But here’s the truth: no straight Alpha will ever ascend to greater power (or even know there is greater power) until they accept the truth of hierarchy and accept their purpose and the purpose of faggots as property to own and use. Why is this so important? Because the submission and obedience of faggots teaches straight Alphas that they are more than merely MEN, but they are, in fact, KINGS. How can any Alpha ascend if he is not a ruler of men? Seeing other males kneel and obey their commands sends a charge through a straight Alpha that is quite unlike anything they’ve ever felt before.

A power they’ve never felt before. A power that appeals to their dominance and their need for worship. They don’t get that worship from their females, not the way a faggot freely offers it. And once a straight Alpha understands that, an entire world of power opens up to him. It’s almost as if cataracts are removed from his eyes, and he sees the world properly, as HIS world. It’s a beautiful (and important) moment of realization.

I’ve recently been involved in a developing story of a faggot named Felipe who was best friends with a straight Alpha named Vinicius. Over the twenty years of their friendship, Felipe has been hiding his true nature as a faggot while helping Master Vinicius raise his son. I became involved with them after Master Vinicius’s son confided in Felipe that he was fucking girls and faggots. You can catch up by referring to this thread right HERE.

Suffice it to say that Felipe went to Master Vinicius about this issue, and at that point Master Vinicius discovered me and this site. And that’s when his whole worldview changed.

He was initially enraged about what Felipe had done, as you can tell by reading this first message from him. But I wrote a long reply trying to reason with him while teaching him a few aspects about hierarchy that he simply never considered.

And listen to his next response:

Hello, Sam. It’s Vinicius again.

I was set on putting a pin in this whole thing, but your answer deserves some feedback. Thank you for your respectful words and for understanding how it all hit me. I accept your apologies. I understand it isn’t your fault, though I still struggle to grasp why it was published in the first place. But I can see now that you were trying to give Felipe some guidance… I also understand that this situation was weird for him too. I know he reached out to me out of respect and concern. I’m not mad at him for telling me all about what happened. What makes me mad is the story becoming public without my consent and, most of all, that he even considered I would do any harm to my son—and displaying that perspective publicly really pissed me off.

Yes, I’ve always said that if you’re the top, it doesn’t make you “less gay.” And I still feel that way. Speaking on my behalf, it doesn’t make sense to me that a man who gets a hard-on for another man’s ass isn’t gay as well. I don’t think I could do it with all the pills in the world. I do understand that there are bisexuals, and I think that maybe that’s what my son is discovering he is—and I’m fine with it. I don’t get this whole “faggot” dynamic and how a man can still be considered straight if they have sex with men. As I said, they’re bisexuals in my book. But I digress.

What I did understand about the “faggot” dynamic so far is that, indeed, I can’t handle it the same way I’ve always handled gays in general. You see… I’ve always known Felipe was gay. It was never a problem. I treated him like an equal. Like a buddy. But he made it very clear to me that he doesn’t see it that way—that I’m built differently… And this last part rings true. I am built differently. It makes sense, somehow.

I’m still pissed at him. I don’t want to deal with him right now. I said some very rough stuff in the last email, and I see now that some of it came out of the anger I felt at the moment. But deep down, I don’t want to cut him out of my life completely. But if I’m sure of one thing, it’s that our friendship will never go back to the place it was before all of this. I need to teach him a lesson. I don’t mean a punishment or a beating, but a lesson that makes it clear that I deserve a greater deal of respect.

I’m not going to lie or pretend I have it all figured out. I’m humble enough to know when I can’t step firmly on ground I’m not familiar with. This whole “Alpha/faggot” stuff is still very foreign to me. I used to think it was a “gay version” of the red pill movement… But some of it makes sense. I just can’t fully make sense of these new dynamics as clearly as I need to in order to do something about it. And you seem like an intelligent person who has it way more figured out than I do. I’d like some pieces of advice on how to:

a) clean up the mess my friendship has become under this new Alpha/faggot light;

b) properly teach him a lesson; and

c) figure out how things are going to be from now on—because, as I said, I don’t want to cut him off completely, but I get it now that I can’t give him the “equals” treatment anymore.

I hope to stay in touch with you. I liked how you addressed yourself to me throughout this whole thing. You were very humble and respectful.

So I told Master Vinicius what I thought he should try in order to discipline Felipe while also rebuilding the relationship.

Then Master Vinicius responded with this curious anecdote:

What you said about power and realizing others have always submitted to me is VERY true. If I can take anything good from this whole situation is understanding that. A lot of things that happened in my life now started to make sense. It’s not that I was bothered by them, but it’s like “oh, that’s why that thing happened when I was in high school. Oh, maybe that’s the reason I got some of my high profile clients” it just explains a lot since I have friends who are as qualified and focused on improving themselves as I am but, for whatever reason, never reached the same heights as I have. Probably that’s the reason. I’m grateful for Felipe for making me see that. And now you too. And, yes, it’s giving me a whole different perspective to guide my son to a righteous path.

As of making him kneel before me and kiss my feet… I don’t know if I’m into that. Flavio told me everything he did to Felipe. Not gonna lie, I’ve done some of that stuff before and I understand that rush of power. But I’ve only done that with women. And yes, it’s very arousing. But I don’t want anything physical with him, I don’t feel comfortable with that idea. At least for now. 

And it’s a good thing he feels crushed. He should! I’m gonna think of a way to make him make up for it.

You’re a good faggot, Sam. Thank you.

Do you hear it? That’s the sound of a straight Alpha connecting the dots of his life and realizing that nature has been teaching him about his true purpose and power all along! He suddenly realized that my message and this website isn’t just some gay fetish site, but instead it’s a site that leads people to accept and embrace their purpose.

As an Alpha, Master Vinicius started to realize the greater responsibility he has to not only his world, his family, his Alpha son, but also to guide and protect the weak, to own inferior males and give them purpose, and to collaborate/lead with other Alphas in a much more impactful way. He suddenly realized that he’s greater than the average Man, that his power is more potent and impactful than the average Man. He’s not a soldier or a slave … he’s the General. The commander. He’s the King.

That’s a heady purpose, but Master Vinicius was not only starting to see it, but also embrace it!

So Master Vinicius decided to give his new faggot Felipe a task to complete: he wanted his car detailed and some repairs done by 5pm the following day in preparation for a night out with his Alpha son and Master Flavio (the other Alpha in this story … see link above). Well, Felipe was a good boy and accomplished even more than what Master Vinicius demanded.

Notice how this affected Master Vinicius:

Hi Sam, it’s Master Vinicius again. (I’m starting to like the sound of that.)

As you already know, I had Felipe take my car in for maintenance and cleaning today, and I took his car to go to work instead. I thought a lot about the things you said I could get out of this new dynamic, and I figured that having him do tedious work for me, and having him pay for it, was a good start.

I was very impressed by how far beyond expectations he went to finish the tasks I gave him (by now he’s probably already given you the report, so I won’t go through all of that again). He had a 5pm deadline to get the car back to me, and he managed to do it with a couple of hours to spare. When I inspected the car, I was very pleased with what I saw – and that new-car smell, too. It was such a power trip seeing my car like that, knowing HE ran all the errands and that it all came out of HIS pocket, that I just couldn’t help but make him explain to me why I was doing this. At the same time, I had this HUGE urge to slap him right in the face, and I didn’t think twice when that thought crossed my mind, I just let it rip right there at the parking lot. I never in my life would have imagined I’d do that to him. Ever. But the funny thing is, I don’t feel guilty AT ALL. Fuck, if anything, I feel better after doing that. You should have heard how loud the slap was. It reminded me of Barney and Marshall’s slap bet from How I Met Your Mother. It was FUN like that. lol

This isn’t going to be the last task. I’m thinking I might take some inspiration from Eurystheus’ Twelve Labors of Hercules from Greek mythology. You see, Eurystheus was the king of Tiryns and gave Hercules those twelve labors as punishment for killing his family in a fit of madness. And Felipe went a little mad when he exposed me and my family without my consent. Though the story of Hercules and his labors forms the Hero’s Journey, this is going to be this faggot’s journey of redemption. I still haven’t decided whether I’m actually going to give him twelve tasks. For now, I’m just drawing from that story. I know I’m going to do more than just make him pay for what he did with his money, I’m hitting his vanity too. I’ll tell you what I have in mind, but it needs to remain a secret, so don’t publish what I’m about to tell you later in this email. I want Felipe to be surprised and to act on whatever I throw at him in the moment, without time to think.

Tonight, I’m going to watch my team’s first game of the national league. My son and Flavio are going with me. I’m telling Flavio all about the recent events and show him my letter you published. I’m not going to use Felipe sexually, but Flavio seems to enjoy it. I might as well give Felipe a taste of what he’s always wanted from me, but with Flavio doing the dirty work in my place. I think that by doing this I’m actually rewarding Felipe, because he’ll get to serve Flavio sexually (and ONLY sexually) and serve me as he’s always wanted without ever getting anywhere close to me in a way I don’t feel comfortable. I think it’s a fair and benevolent deal on my part.

Once again, I’d like to commend you, Sam. You’ve been VERY helpful throughout all this, and I’m sure you’ll find some time in your schedule to help your fag friend, right? You’re a great faggot, and I’m learning a lot about myself from you, even though it’s been a very short time since all of this has started. I hope I’m not putting the cart before the horse here. But I think I’m doing just fine.

Master Vinicius.

WOW!!!

I’ve never understood the Alpha urge to slap us in the face. It always seemed performative to me, a silly way to express dominance. But Master Vinicius perfectly explains this as a primal urge rooted in the need to express wordless dominance. It’s almost as if he couldn’t stop himself.

I must admit that Master Vinicius quoting a lesser-known story from Greek mythology as part of his future plans for his new faggot practically gave me a WIDE-ON. To me, there’s nothing sexier than an intelligent Alpha, and he’s definitely that. But I also think it’s amazing that Master Vinicius is utilizing historical narratives (from the very hierarchical Greeks, no less!) to build out a framework of how to own inferiors and train them. Very impressive!

But that framework Master Vinicius is building also includes how he might assert his dominance over other Alphas. Notice his reply the following day after his team won their game:

Hello, Sam. As promised, I’m answering your email from yesterday. I have a very small window during my day when I can sit down to write to you with no distractions – I get home from work before my wife, and that’s usually the window I have. Once she gets home she’s the one who I focus on. I believe you can understand that.

Yes, you can call me Sir! Hahaha

I don’t know what it is, but I’m getting more comfortable with those words as each day goes by. Even the word “faggot” is getting more and more natural to use. I know it’s a big slur in English speaking countries, and we don’t actually have one in Portuguese that is as specifically used to designate someone like you and also can be seen as a slur. We have the word “viado” (a variation of “veado”, with an /e/, which translates to “deer”) but the gays have taken pride to this word. Also, living in Rio is a fun thing: we curse A LOT and “viado” is used almost like a comma in a sentence. I mean… It’s common to call your buddies “viado” instead of “hey, bro!” – I don’t know if that makes sense to you, it’s just how it is here. But when we put it in the diminutive form, adding the suffix “-inho”, THEN it’s considered derogatory. That’s the word I use with Felipe now. “Viadinho.”

I listened to your podcast in the car on my way home. Good job on following my orders regarding the approach. And yes, it’s a fun theme song. Lol

It’s funny that you said that I’m also teaching other faggots, because I’m learning a lot about all of this from you. I guess the power exchange is also an exchange of knowledge in a way. Because you said you often fail at being a good faggot, but, from my experience talking to you, you’re doing an amazing job. You make me feel comfortable talking about all of this, I’m learning a lot about myself with the things you say and Felipe has been a different person since the two of you started talking about my situation. Give yourself more credit! Sure, everybody fails sometimes, I know I do! But you’re a very good boy, Sam. (See? That’s another thing I learned from reading your articles)

As of Felipe… I saw it in his face he was grateful that I’m letting him back into my life again. At first I honestly thought it was over and I was upset with the thought of losing a friend that I came to know and love for the past two decades. We’ve been through A LOT and I didn’t want it to go to waste. That is what would have happened if it wasn’t for you telling me about hierarchy so humbly as you did. I figured there’s a way to keep him in my life, because when it’s all said and done, he’s a good person to have around. He’s trustful, loyal… Yeah, he can be a pain in the ass too, but so can I. Sure we’re not buddies anymore, the way I look at him took a 180° spin, but the trust and loyalty are still there. If anything I think it can become even stronger from now on. And that’s also because of you, Sam. And to be completely honest with you, I don’t feel mad at him anymore. I see it now the perspective of which he came from. Maybe I wasn’t mad AT HIM, necessarily; instead what drove me mad was not knowing this truth that I am now grasping… I can see that he acted on it having our best interest at heart, even if that meant he would have to sacrifice himself on the way. I can respect that.

Nice to know I didn’t go too crazy with my plans. Last night, after the game, I gave my jersey to Flavio for him to give it to Felipe to wash it, since he was going there to fuck him anyway. I told Flavio he could have his jersey washed by Felipe too. I went there to pick it up (plus the emergency key back) and I very calmly told him that the jerseys are a responsibility of his from now on. That’s he’s free to wash Flavio’s stuff too AS LONG AS his stuff is among mine, that Felipe shouldn’t expect me to give authorization to do laundry for him because I expect him to know what’s mine and what’s not. How is he going to differentiate the two of us, it’s not my problem. But I’m sure he’ll find a way. So the first permanent task is already officially established.

I also told him that since I’m not using him sexually, Flavio is free to use him however he pleases, no questions asked. He’s gonna be my tedious work “viadinho” and Flavio’s sexual one. The only restriction I’m putting at this, for now, is that Flavio should fuck him wearing a condom – at least until Felipe goes to a doctor to run all the tests to make sure he’s clean and start taking prep… Flavio should run a blood test too, but no prep. Then the condoms can go. I already told Flavio about that. He wasn’t very keen on this, but it’s better for the both of them. I know Felipe hasn’t fuck with anyone for months before Flavio and he’s probably clean, but Flavio fucks around a lot – with viadinhos and women – and he rarely wears protection. It’s just a safety issue, that’s all.

I don’t know much about chastity, Sam. I know what it is, though. Felipe used to have a device – he once told me about it, I thought it was just a kink, like a toy a lot of us use in the bedroom, so I shrugged and never thought about it again. I don’t know if he still has it. Why should I have him in chastity?

Good talking to you, faggot. You’re a very, VERY, good boy. I’m proud of you. 

Do you see what I mean? Master Vinicius is now giving Master Flavio strict orders in order to protect his faggot from harm! Not only are those the defining characteristics of a Protector Alpha, but it also demonstrates Master Vinicius claiming Apex Alpha status over his Alpha brother! Already Master Vinicius is grabbing hold of his purpose with both hands!

But let me share with you one last message from this powerful Alpha that made my heart leap! After I responded to the message above, I wrote a lengthy email putting things in perspective for him.

And he wrote back:

Can I be brutality honest with you? Reading this got my cock hard.  Specially this part:

“Master, it has been truly my privilege to serve you and offer help as you navigate this new world of power, glory, and Kingship. It was yours all along, but you simply didn’t know it. It has been such a smooth transition for you because you are a natural-born Alpha, and as you’re discovering, hierarchy is as naturally-fundamental as anything in a Man’s life. You were born to own faggots just as much as you were born to bed women, raise children, or rule the world. Many straight Men and some Alphas don’t believe it’s true until they try it … and everything clicks together. “

What the fuck just happened? That’s brand new territory for me Hahahaha

IMAGINE THAT!!! It’s MINDBLOWING and such a privilege to give Master Vinicius his first hierarchically-based erection!

That’s because hierarchy is the ultimate power play, and power makes Alphas horny!

This is only the beginning for Master Vinicius. Quite literally, there are no limits to his power, and nothing he can’t accomplish! He owns the world and everyone he sees on a daily basis. They are his for the taking. This is the kind of power that ordinary Men cannot know because they’re ill-informed and live inside the restrictions of a society that actively fights against hierarchy.

Don’t let society fool you: Men are not created equal.

The transformation of Master Vinicius is living proof that some Men are born to rule, and the rest are born to kneel and serve.

I proudly kneel beside my brother Felipe at the feet of Master Vinicius, Earth’s newest King!

Thank you for your honesty and trust, Master Vinicius!

Yours,

sam the faggot

Hierarchy 302 – Submitting To A Straight Alpha Friend

The story of Felipe and his new Master.

SITE: https://hierarchypodcast.com/Hierarchy-302-Submitting-To-A-Straight-Alpha-Friend/

SPOTIFY: https://open.spotify.com/show/2TqhwaNl7kdcyZXK7YL5FV?si=1Trk3AbJTH6UWx1UVRYMrw

AMAZON: https://music.amazon.com/podcasts/b09c451b-5400-481c-b69e-85463cf2e84c/the-hierarchy-podcast

APPLE: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/the-hierarchy-podcast/id1778739988

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the life of Felipe, a faggot from Brazil who is helping an Alpha friend Vinicius raise his young Alpha son. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

[Since there is some unwarranted controversy surrounding this thread, I’m leaving this editorial warning. This post mentions 14-year-olds having sex, which is legal in the country of Brazil (the place of origin of the events). That said, this post is NOT about kids, but rather the adults in charge of the kids. There is NOTHING illegal or exploitative about this post. But if you’re too delicate to handle it, I suggest you STOP READING IT NOW and move on. ~ sam the faggot]

I dearly loved hearing from my brother Felipe of Brazil and learning of his cherished friendship with his straight Alpha best friend Vinicius. Felipe initially wrote to me out of his genuine love of this friend and his 14-year-old Alpha son Marcos. If you recall, this Alpha son confided in Felipe (who is essentially his uncle) that he was fucking both females and faggots. Felipe, concerned that this young Alpha might get himself in trouble, came to ask for my opinion on how to handle it.

I felt it was potentially explosive, mainly because I wasn’t sure how Alpha Vinicius might react to the news about his son. Regardless, I felt like Felipe needed to talk to his friend and give him the truth so he can help Alpha Vinicius approach it calmly and rationally.

But then another unexpected wrinkle developed. It was discovered that young Marcos learned about the use of faggots by a slightly-older Alpha in their shared apartment complex. So Alpha Vinicius confronted the father of this other young Alpha. That father’s name is Master Flavio, a straight Alpha who has owned and used faggots all his life and taught his son to use them, too.

Rather than an angry conversation, these two Alpha fathers became friendly. In fact, they were so friendly that Alpha Vinicius encouraged Master Flavio to use his best friend Felipe! And that’s exactly what happened!

Still with me?

So the entire situation seemed to be nicely resolved, and I hoped that Alpha Mario’s development could now be shaped by his Alpha father as it should.

But yesterday I received this startling and angry letter from Alpha Vinicius:

Hi. This is “Vinicius.” I made this fake email to address something that was done behind my back.
I read the story my so-called friend told you about me and my son — I’ll talk about that son of a bitch later; at least he had the decency not to share our real names. But it puzzles me why he felt the need to share this on a public forum.

I will not get into details about my son here. I’ll just say this: I understand that his sexuality hasn’t changed because of the things he’s done. And no, I would NEVER lose my temper and do anything to harm my boy. Even if he came to me as a full-on gay who farts rainbows and unicorns, he would still be MY SON, and the only disappointment I’d have would be seeing him bullied or threatened by society. But IN MY HOUSE he will always be protected and taken care of, no matter what. Sure, I would much rather it be that he hadn’t started fucking other boys… But we talked about it, and we came to an agreement on how he should behave regarding this matter in order not to raise any questions, while still keeping it real regarding what he feels and what he wants to build for his life.
As for my “friend,” I’m very disappointed. I could pin him to the ground and give him a piece of my mind, but since he likes sharing these intimate subjects so publicly, I might as well give him a taste of his own medicine. Maybe a surprise public humiliation will set his stupid mind back on track.
I’ve always known he was gay. I knew it even before he came out of the closet to me. I protected that motherfucker so many times I lost count. I know he always had a crush on me, but I never actively acted on it. When I mentioned to him that I would open an OF account to get some easy money if this platform had been available when I was single, he nagged me and nagged me to sell him some pictures anyway. He didn’t respect my decision not to do it because I have a son and very personal tattoos, and most of all, he didn’t respect my dear wife’s wish for me not to do it. I was VERY direct about it when he asked me what she thought about this idea, and he still tried to get around her back to convince me to get him some content anyway; and EVEN SO, I still kept it cool with him, even though he had no shame in visiting MY HOUSE and continuing to talk with MY WIFE as if none of this had ever happened, or as if he didn’t know a thing about how she felt. But him sharing that story here was the last drop. I feel beyond betrayed.

I don’t give a fuck about what Flavio did to him. Not anymore. I knew Flavio was going to fuck him. I was worried he might hurt my then-friend when I told him I didn’t want to know a thing unless he felt threatened. But now that I know he shared something about me and my son so bluntly and publicly, giving out fake names as if I were dumb enough not to notice it… now I don’t care anymore. Flavio can do whatever the fuck he wants to do with him. If he suffers at his hands, it’s not my problem. My protection is something he lost forever. I don’t even think I want to talk to him again.

I was so heartbroken when I read this!

This was certainly not the outcome I wanted, and I know it wasn’t what Felipe wanted. He loves his friend Alpha Vinicius and his son Alpha Marcos. He’s poured his heart into both relationships for many years, and he never meant to do either of them harm. He just wanted a sounding board when he reached out to me, and I have a lot of experience helping people in these situations.

Now, I’m not trying to minimize Alpha Vinicius’s anger and feeling of betrayal. I get it. I’d be pretty shocked if I were in his position, too. Nobody likes to see a personal portion of their lives (even though the names have been changed) broadcast publicly without their knowledge.

So I want to write the following directly to Alpha Vinicius:

Sir, I humbly apologize to you for upsetting you or embarrassing you. You were dragged into this situation against your will. You deserve better.

I say that you deserve better not only for the Man and obvious Alpha you are, but also because of the way you’ve conducted yourself in handling the startling news about your son. Your reaction was absolutely perfect, done with love and wisdom, and you kept your focus on the well-being and development of your precious Alpha son. That is to be commended, Sir. Young Marcos has a great example in his life as his power continues to grow!

I just hope you can use that same wisdom in dealing with your friend Felipe. He didn’t mean any harm. Felipe just wanted to find a way to handle the information your son shared with him. Felipe’s a faggot, and faggots aren’t meant to make important decisions like this. But he did whatever he thought he could, and he did it out of love alone. I hope you will be able to see that and feel that once your anger subsides.

Sir, your son reached out to Felipe because he loves and trusts Felipe. Please don’t drive Felipe away from Marcos, not at this critical stage in his development. Surely you have the power to realign this friendship, correct what needs correcting but still direct it toward a loving forgiveness.

I hope my words reach your heart, Sir. Please accept my own apologies and my heartfelt gratitude for your benevolence.

Sincerely,

sam the faggot

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the life of Felipe, a faggot from Brazil who is helping an Alpha friend raise his young Alpha son. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

[Since there is some unwarranted controversy surrounding this thread, I’m leaving this editorial warning. This post mentions 14-year-olds having sex, which is legal in the country of Brazil (the place of origin of the events). That said, this post is NOT about kids, but rather the adults in charge of the kids. There is NOTHING illegal or exploitative about this post. But if you’re too delicate to handle it, I suggest you STOP READING IT NOW and move on. ~ sam the faggot]

In the stunning first post about the complex (and apparently controversial) situation of a Brazilian faggot named Felipe, his long-term Alpha friend Vinicius, and Alpha Vinicius’s 14-year-old son Marcos, we discovered that Marcos had been groomed to fuck both females and sub males by a 16-year-old kid who lives in his apartment complex. And then we found out that 16-year-old was taught that by his father, a straight Alpha who has owned and used faggots for much of his life.

WHEW!

Alpha Vinicius confronted this neighbor Alpha about his son influencing young Marcos, but instead of an angry argument the two Alphas recognized the hierarchical truth developing in their respective households. The two Alpha fathers reached a kind of truce in how they would approach the development of their Alpha sons.

But the neighbor Alpha also found out about Felipe and his involvement in this story. And he was, let’s say, intrigued.

So much so that I received this excited series of messages from Felipe yesterday:

Sam, WILD update. The other Alpha dad bred me today. I’m still weak in the knees. Crazy, CRAZY Sunday!

Last night Vinicius called me out of the blue saying we were going for a run this morning. I tried to ask follow up questions – because that’s something we haven’t done for years (he used to kinda recruit me to work out or do CrossFit classes in the past) and he just said “you need to get back into shape, dude.”

So sure enough, he was here to pick me up for a run around 6:30 am. It was dreadful… I was dying on the 1st K already. He wasn’t very chatty, he had his headphones on and the only times he really spoke more with me was to call me out to pick up my rhythm. We stopped running after 5k and my heart was literally racing, I was having trouble taking a breath… I was a complete mess! He took me to get some coconut water to cool down and we started chatting.

He said he read the articles I sent him and that was one of the reasons he got me to do his laundry the other day. He said he won’t use me sexuality, not even a blowjob and that if I were thinking it might happen I shouldn’t be holding my breath about it. It’s just not gonna happen. But he likes the idea of having me doing other chores for him as long as we kept it on the down low. I just said “Yes, sir” and he smiled. Then he told me 2 shirts weren’t his, they belong to that other dad and his son and that giving me this specific chore was an idea of this other dad. He told me his name is “Flávio”, that he wanted to meet me and asked if I was ok with him giving him my number. I told him “yes, sir” and he pulled up his phone, sent him my number and called him. When Flavio picked up he put him on the speaker and said “I’m with Felipe right here… He said he’ll do it, I already sent you his number.” To which Flavio said something like “great, bro! I’m dying to know who this new meat is” and Vinicius interrupted him saying “you better know what you’re doing, I don’t want him to complain about you” – I think he was worried about me getting hurt or something. He hung up and told me he didn’t wanna know anything about Flavio and me UNLESS if I feel threatened at the very slightest. I said yes sir and he suddenly changed subject and we started chatting like nothing had happened.

I got a call around 2 pm. It was Flavio asking if I was free. Told him I was, he asked me my apartment’s number and said “I’m going in right now”. 10 minutes after that, he was at my door.

Sam, he’s very handsome. He’s one of the guys on that picture I sent you. He was VERY calm. Told me that Vinicius told him all about me, the chat we had, that it was his idea to have him handing me all those shirts to hand wash and that he added a shirt of his and his son in the bunch to test me. Told me I did a great job and that unlike Vinicius, he likes using “Viadinhos” (faggots in Portuguese) and that his wife was at her mother’s for the afternoon. He asked me if I wanted to serve him, I said yes and he ordered me to ask out loud to serve him. And to call him sir. As soon as I said “I wanna serve you, sir!” He changed COMPLETELY!

From that moment on he was completely different guy than the one who walked in my apartment 10 minutes before. He pulled his dick out, got me choking on it as he finished taking off his clothes. He hold my head against his crotch and said “tell me you’re a fag” and I tried. He laughed and said “Vinicius has NO IDEA what his missing! Can’t believe he hides a fag from me all this time… I wouldn’t imagine it seeing you around the building!”

He liked it rough. Got me on all fours with his underwear in my mouth and started spanking my ass until his handprint were on my cheeks. I endured it for as long as I could. His hands are HEAVY. It didn’t last long, maybe 10 minutes, but he stopped when I was about to tap out – I guess he saw I was at my limit. Asked me if I had lube, I went to get it with his underwear still in my mouth, he got me on my back, told me to hold my legs up, lubed my hole and he just put it in. I wanted to scream, he told me to push my asshole out and muffled my mouth with his underwear still there. He didn’t hold it back and he pounded me like a dog in heat. I had tears in my eyes but didn’t ask to stop. After a while he took his underwear out of my mouth and asked me “what are you?”, I said I’m a faggot, he said “where do you want my cum?” And I used your strategy and said that I wanted his load to get me pregnant. HE. WENT. NUTS! He started pounding me even harder, he slapped my face and said “I’m gonna get you pregnant, but I won’t raise this baby!” And things like that. He bred me. I thanked him.

Sam, he was BRUTAL, but after he got me pregnant he laid on the bed, told me to rest my head on his chest and he held me. Told me it was alright. That I was very good and he was impressed. He even said he loved that I didn’t touch my little baby dick (his words) even once, that the other fags he fucks aren’t like this and once again said Vinicius doesn’t know what he’s missing with a fag like me by his side all these years.

Then we started talking. He told me a bit about his son, that he taught him about fags when he was 14 after he saw him with some guy he didn’t know in his car on the parking lot. But didn’t get into details… But he said he might introduce me to him because he’s not fond of his son fucking fags from here that everyone knows from a mile they are fags, he would rather his son have a fag available within walking distance that wouldn’t raise questions if he’s seen with them around the building. And I’m just that type.

He told me to suck him again and he came in my mouth. Than said “let’s get a shower” and we went to the bathroom. He closed the shower and told me it was gonna be a different one and made me sit in the floor. Then he started pissing on me while saying “It was GREAT, fag. I’m very impressed by it. You took it like a champ! I’m definitely coming back to use that hole some more, ok?” And I said “yes sir! I loved it too!”

He finished pissed. He opened the cold shower, he laughed and left the bathroom. When I was done he had already left.

My hole is still sore. My ass cheeks are still burning.

WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED?!

What an experience!

I honestly didn’t see that coming at all (neither did Felipe!), but it’s not surprising. You see so many straight Alphas every day, but you don’t really know what kinds of secrets they carry or down-low lives they lead outside of prying eyes. It may seem like a depraved way to conduct an Alpha life, fucking females and faggots alike, until you remember the main reason they do it: POWER!

Master Flavio knows the thrill and pleasure of faggot-induced power!

It’s very clear Master Flavio has a lot of experience with owning and using faggots. He really put Felipe through his paces, ticking off virtually every major training method in order to completely claim and overwhelm Felipe. Now he’ll be able to use Felipe however he sees fit.

I thought what Master Flavio said about training his son is significant. Like any Alpha father, Master Flavio wants to give his son the truth of his Alpha heritage and the training he needs to maximize his power. This entire story revolves around the power and wisdom of Alpha mentorship. Whether it’s Alpha Vinicius mentoring his son, or Master Flavio mentoring Alpha Vinicius, or the neighbor son mentoring Marcos … all of these decisions hinged on the truth of hierarchy and the Alpha leadership of it.

But it was all set in motion through the love and loyalty of an amazing faggot, my brother Felipe!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the life of Felipe, a faggot from Brazil who is helping an Alpha friend raise his young Alpha son. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

[Since there is some unwarranted controversy surrounding this post, I’m leaving this editorial warning. This post mentions 14-year-olds having sex, which is legal in the country of Brazil (the place of origin of the events). That said, this post is NOT about kids, but rather the adults in charge of the kids. There is NOTHING illegal or exploitative about this post. But if you’re too delicate to handle it, I suggest you STOP READING IT NOW and move on. ~ sam the faggot]

I wish more straight Alphas took ownership of personal faggots for a variety of reasons, not the least of which being the increased confidence and power they receive from the worship of their faggot. When a straight Alpha can look at his son and his faggot and see the real truth of hierarchy, the place of a Man as both a Creator and a King, he becomes something much more inside. Immense responsibility directs his steps every day and his blessed life moves with a purpose lesser Men will never know.

Straight Alphas who are unaware of this benefit of faggots are often still benefitted by the faggots in their lives because the faggot (who is keenly aware of hierarchy) protects the interests of the Alpha without direction. These faggots simply make themselves useful and often serve in silence and without even the reward of recognition from these straight Alphas. They just want their Alpha and his most important possessions to be protected.

A SITUATION DEVELOPS!

All of that leads me to the extraordinary story of a Brazilian faggot named Felipe. You might remember Felipe being the recipient of some advice from Master Francesco last September (CLICK HERE). Well, Felipe has an incredible situation developing with a straight Alpha friend of 20 years named Vinicius.

Here was his first message about it:

Look, I’ve been dealing with a very awkward situation lately, and since I read the last update from the teen alpha Lucas and his amazing mother I thought about asking you for a piece of advice.

Btw, this is not a question from readers to be featured on the site, ok? It’s more of a personal matter.

I find it amazing that Lucas’ mother accepts his son’s alphahood and let him walk his path, even at such a young age. But I’m dealing with something a bit similar here…

You see, I have this very close friend. We’re like brothers and we go way back to highschool years (we didn’t study together, but we’ve met around that period of our lives). He’s married to a beautiful woman and has an awesome 13-yo boy (soon to be 14). My friend knows I’m gay and he’s completely fine with it (don’t know if he knows I’m a faggot… I don’t even know if he understands what a fag and what hierarchy are, to be honest – but I lost count of how many times he was my “wingman” setting me up with all these guys who would hit on him and he would just say “I’m not into this, but have you met my friend?”… That kind of stuff) but he’s the kind of guy who’s fine with people around him being gay, but he dreads the very idea of having a gay son. And here’s where part 1 of the problem is.

His son is already sexually active. He lost his virginity at the age of 12 (yes, it’s common that we start early here in Brazil) and my friend knows his son’s been getting pussy for over a year now. He’s actually proud of that – the mother not so much, though. But he had the sex talk with him, he talked about the dos and don’ts when it comes to avoid early fatherhood and stuff…

The thing is… His son has told me he has already fucked boys his age. I don’t know the full extent of what he does with the boys and I don’t wanna know. He told me that because he also knows I’m gay and maybe he thought of me as someone he could share this with, ask questions about it… I don’t know. I remember when I was his age and had so many doubts about my sexuality and he knows that if he tells his dad he’s also fucking boys his dad will lose his mind. Because, in his dad’s mind, if you let a guy suck you, you’re automatically get. Imagine fucking one… I just told him it doesn’t necessarily make him gay, that’s it’s normal for some guys to experiment when they’re discovering their sexuality, but he needs to pick carefully those he’s going to have sex with, to wear a condom to avoid STDs, to set and respect boundaries… All that stuff. That happened six months ago, give or take.

So far it’s not a huge problem I can’t handle.

The thing is… And here’s the part 2 of my problem: He’s been coming up with some crazy shit about wanting to fuck ME. And no, I wouldn’t do that. I changed his diapers when he was a baby, for god’s sake. I teach kids his age.

I have no sexual desire whatsoever about it.

But the 3 of us (me, him and his dad) were changing clothes in the locker room after a soccer game last month, he saw me naked and came to me a few days later saying that he saw that his dick is already bigger than mine, that he wanted to try to fuck someone older and who’s better than me to be his first “grown up’s asshole”. He was completely straightforward about this.

I, of course, said no. I’m not a pedo.

I see him as a nephew or something.

But he’s been trying to blackmail me. He threatened me to do it otherwise he claims he’s gonna tell his dad I molested him.

So I don’t know what to do here. His father knows the boy’s sexually active. But he doesn’t know that I know his boy is also fucking other boys.

I’m trying to get this boy to settle down with this insanity, I keep telling him that I don’t care if he’s trying out things with boys his age (I never encouraged him to pursue it, I just kept what he told me as a secret from his father because I don’t want his dad to beat him up or something)… But he won’t let this thing go.

I’m very close to come clear with his dad about how his son is ALSO fucking boys, tell him the whole story that he told me in secret and tell his father about his latest intentions… But doing it in a way to try and make his father see that it’s not a problem that his son is also experimenting with boys (I think this is a good verb to use when breaking the news to him) because I also don’t want the boy to have his – very likely – alphahood taken away by conservative/hypocrite bullshit. I want him to develop at his own pace, at his own time… But with people his age and me out of the picture!

I’m just afraid that if I tell his father the boy will probably get a hell of a beating or something. He never touched his kid all these years, he’s always been a very strict/firm but protective father. But I don’t wanna risk throwing the kid under the bus, you know? Plus, I don’t think his father will buy his “I molested him” bullshit. I could call his bluff… but we never know how a parent hears these words coming out of their children’s mouth, even if it’s complete bullshit.

I think I should have a talk with his dad about all of this, but do it in a way that a) make him sure his kid IS NOT gay because of it; b) that he told me that in secret because he trusted me on this – which is a good thing that he came to talk about it with me, someone the father trusts and wouldn’t do any harm to his son and c) make sure his father won’t deal with this issue in an aggressive way instead of hearing what the boy has to say and guide him through as a protective father would.

But my biggest problem here is… How should I approach my friend about all of this? Should I be completely blunt about it? How do I lay the groundwork for this?

I saw the danger immediately just like Felipe did. We had a potential powder keg ready to explode if Alpha Vinicius discovered this startling fact about his developing Alpha son Marcos. The situation was extra problematic because Alpha Marcos had asked Felipe if he could fuck Felipe’s ass, a frighteningly bold question that put Felipe in an awkward position with Alpha Vinicius.

A PLAN UNFOLDS!

Felipe and I strategized on how to best handle this. We agreed that we needed to educate Alpha Vinicius first, helping him to appreciate his own Alphahood (since he never previously agreed on that fact) before helping him understand his son’s growing Alphahood and how he’s using it.

So we set to work!

Hey Sam. So.. I had the talk with my friend. I tried your approach, to make him realize that he’s an alpha himself and it went better than I expected.

Hey Sam. So.. I had the talk with my friend. I tried your approach, to make him realize that he’s an alpha himself and it went better than I expected.

I’m breaking it down to a couple of messages so you don’t have the same problem you had with that one long message
I invited him to have some beers, and when I felt he was loosen up enough I started asking him questions like “do you think you’re somewhat special?” and he didn’t know what I meant. So I followed this up with something like “Think about you growing up… You were popular in school, never had a problem to get the hottest girls, people would go out of their way to make your life easier, you never had a problem with your body, it was never a problem for you to get in great shape, you got a good paying job very early in your life, when you decided to settle down you met a girl from highschool you hadn’t talked to for years just to find out she was the one and when you two decided to have a baby you managed to do it within’ the first month of trying… Do you think it was all luck?”

And he just stared. We were watching an old guns n roses concert and I swear he didn’t speak for at least 2 songs. He just kept drinking and staring at space… As if he was reliving the past events of his life, trying to figure out if it was indeed just luck or something else.

So I dug a little deeper. I asked him “you have a younger brother. Sure, his life played out to be pretty good… But has he ever lived up to the same standards as you have?”

He immediately said “No, he hasn’t.” So I followed up with “So… You two have basically the same genes, basically the same education, the same starting point in life… Yet, you’ve accomplished bigger things. Why do you think that is?”

He said he didn’t know.

I asked if he thought he was “built different” than the other guys he’s met and here’s where I think I got him to grasp the whole point. He said that yes, he always thought he was different than the other guys, but in a good way… But never stopped to think about it because it just felt normal for him that he would always accomplish things in a better way than the others, like he didn’t have to struggle as much as his friends or his brother to get things his way.

That’s when I told him that makes him an alpha male… And I’ve said that to him before… But it was the first time he didn’t say anything back to counterpoint it. He just said “if you wanna call it that… Sure. I’m an alpha male”

Then I entered the subject of his son. I asked him if he thought his son was growing up following a similar path that he had. He said yes. I asked if he thought his son “has it easy” when it comes to get things from his peers. He said yes. I asked him if he thought that was the reason he started having sex so early… he said “I guess so”. I asked him if he thought his son was getting the same power rush he had when he first started his sex life, and he said “no, I think he’s more impressed by it than I was” and I asked him why and he told me something I didn’t know about. He told me the boy once asked “why do girls expect me to jump through hurdles to fool around with them when I know they also want it?” And he just answered that “that’s what women do, you have to learn to play the game if you wanna score a goal” to which the boy answer “yeah… But I don’t care about that… It’s a waste of time” and that basically ended that conversation with his son.
I told “bro… Guilherme is a young alpha. But I believe he’s accepting his power in a way you haven’t thought about yourself, and he feels no guilt about it either, but I think he needs the guidance of someone like yourself, and I don’t mean it as just from a father perspective”. He asked what the fuck was I talking about and I spilled the whole tea. That he told me he was also fucking boys he knew just because he sees them as holes to satisfy his needs but he’s kinda loosing his boundaries because he told me he wanted to fuck me because he wanted a grown-up’s asshole and just assumed that I would be it because he knows I’m gay and have a smaller dick than his, which he saw that day we were changing clothes in the locker room.

He freaked out. I assured him I haven’t done anything, nor that I have encouraged him to do anything. I told him he came up to me a few months ago to tell me this because he liked it when he fucked a couple of boys and he was afraid that would make him gay, that I just told him that it was ok to experiment, but being gay was more like how you felt about another guy and less of how you get to release your sexual tension. He freaked out harder, told me I was grooming him into being gay… He got angry. But the good news is that he is a good listener and respects me quite a bit.

I told him I wasn’t grooming him. That we only talked about it that one time and I didn’t endorse anything because I knew how he felt about having a gay son, I just didn’t want him to feel guilty for what could have been just a phase. And that I wouldn’t have told him anything about it if the kid hadn’t started that whole “I wanna fuck your grown-up’s ass” nonsense. Because just as he started fucking boys his age on his own… He would just naturally engage into this other desire as well and there’s pretty much nothing we can do about it. At least now he can have an honest conversation about it with him. Because sure as hell I’m not gonna be the one who’s gonna let him do that… But it won’t stop him from getting what he wants with someone else and THAT’S what I think it’s problematic and potentially harmful to him.

Sam… He was PISSED. But I could see he was somewhat relieved that I told him. He just kept asking “but why he’s fucking boys? Why does he want to fuck you?”… And I had to remind him that, for some people, sex isn’t about sex, it’s a power statement. That he probably got a taste of this power and wanted more. That I don’t know how the option to fuck boys crossed his path, what the first opportunity was, but he probably realized that with boys he wouldn’t have to go through as much drama as he is supposed to go through with girls… And that it maybe got him a little bit drunk with that power and now he wants to see how far he can go with it. But I think he’s getting to a point where he might be reaching for something bigger than he can handle on his own, because the stakes are way higher. And that he, as an alpha male, his alpha father, should know about this and have a chat with him… From alpha to alpha. To fully understand where all of this comes from and try to redirect the boy to a path that won’t cause him any damages.

I honestly thought there was gonna be a fight between us at some point during this conversation. I’m glad I took your advice to get him to realize he’s an alpha himself BEFORE I brought up what his son’s been up to. It cushioned the blow SIGNIFICANTLY. Thank you for that!

He just said he needed some time to soak in all of this and that he is going to have a serious talk with him. But I made him promise he wouldn’t beat him, make him feel bad, punish him or whatever. He said he wouldn’t, but he needed some time to get his head around it before he decides to do anything. And asked me to buy him some time and that I don’t let his son go after that anywhere.

And that’s basically everything that happened last night. It could have been a lot worse. I have NO CLUE of what might happen next, but at least I feel like they’re really gonna have a SAFE talk. I feel 1000 pounds lighter…

WHEW!

That conversation with Alpha Vinicius was rocky and nerve-wracking, and it went farther than I expected (like even touching the subject of his son Alpha Marcos), but in the end Alpha Vinicius seemed determined to understand his son’s perspective. That’s a GOOD THING, dear readers!

Felipe and I conspired to find material here at Hierarchy University to give to Alpha Vinicius so he might more fully understand what’s happening with his son. We decided to give him the pinned post “Hierarchy – A Primer” as well as the thread on young straight Master Lucas. Then we waited …

Then this:

Quick update. I just ran into Vinicius at the gym. I asked if he had talked to his son, he said he did have a serious chat with him. But here’s the catch: when I asked how it went he said “you’re the one who kept saying “I’m an alpha, I’m an alpha”… It was an alpha conversation. It’s not of your business. If I need your input on this, I’ll ask.”

THAT is the right answer! It indicates that Alpha Vinicius is starting to understand that Alphas and faggots have different places in society, different purposes! This is a big leap forward for Alpha Vinicius!

Then Alpha Marcos did something unexpected:

Marcos called me yesterday in the afternoon asking if I could take him to the pool (you can’t access the pool unattended by an adult if you’re under 14 and it’s hot as HELL here in Rio) so I took him there. After a while he came to me and said “I know you talked to dad about all of that. Sorry to have talked to you like that. But thanks for telling him. I needed to have this chat with my Dad but I was afraid to start it”

He didn’t tell me how the chat went but I thought it was very sweet that he thanked me, though. And by the way he said it, it looks like it was an honest/safe conversation.

What a relief! I was worried that young Alpha Marcos might’ve been upset or rattled by what had happened with his Alpha father, but, true to Alpha form, nothing seems to bother him!

A NEW REVELATION!

Then something VERY weird happened:

We have a small update. I ran into Vinicius just now. I asked why he wasn’t answering me, if he was upset or something. He said he wasn’t, but just needed to set clear some stuff. He asked me if Marcos apologized to me, I said he did. And he told me that the boy came clean to him on how this fucking boys stuff started. It turns out an older boy (a 16yo from this apartment complex we live) was talking about sex with him and told him he (the 16yo) likes to use boys when he needs a quick hole and said that Marcos should try it. My friend knows this boy’s dad and confronted him about it. The thing is: the dad of this 16yo guy (I don’t know who he is, neither who this father is) was the one that stimulated his son to do that, because the father also uses fags on the side when his wife won’t put out. (Sidenote: must find out who is this guy lol)

Vinicius didn’t seem angry, but a little startled up still… I have no further details on how his chat with that other, presumably alpha, father went. He changed subject when I asked about it.

WOW! THAT’S CRAZY!!!

As I’ve said too many times to count, straight Alphas all around the world own and use faggots. You think you know a straight Alpha, but you don’t know what he’s really doing in secret to get the service and worship he truly needs!

I can only imagine how Alpha Vinicius’s head must’ve been spinning when he found this out about this straight 16-year-old Alpha and his straight Alpha father living right there in the same apartment complex! I’m sure he must’ve been bewildered by it all! It’s a lot to take in all at once!

A HIERARCHICAL TRANSFORMATION!

At the outset of this mammoth post you’ll remember that our initial goal was to help Alpha Vinicius understand and accept that he’s Alpha, his son is Alpha, and that faggots really exist to be used by straight Alphas like them without it changing their sexuality at all.

That was a big goal, and it seemed impossible.

And then THIS happened two days ago!

Vinicius came to my apartment very early today (he woke me up with the doorbell, actually) with a bunch of soccer shirts from the team he’s a fan of. These shirts can’t go into the washing machine because of the patches and all… It ruins the shirts. They need to be hand washed. He just gave me 6 shirts and told me to wash them – his wife refuses to hand wash them and he hates to do it. Just like that. And then he left.

I’ve already washed everything and they’re drying now. They’ll be ready for him when he comes back from work.

YAY!!!

I’m so glad that Alpha Vinicius sees the truth of his place in Hierarchy, and that his old friend is really more accurately his personal faggot!

So what was the trigger that caused the change? We found out a day later when Alpha Vinicius returned to pick up his shirts!

He called me saying he was gonna stop by to pick up the shirts. When he arrived I had them already folded and stacked. He liked that I had them folded. I gave them to him like nothing had happened. He asked me if I wondered why he asked me that and I said “not really… You told me to do it and I did it”

He told me he actually had a more in depth talk with that other dad (again, he didn’t get into details) and that he read something on one of the articles about guys like me doing chores for men like him, and that that other alpha dad talked to him how he uses guys like me not only sexually. He kept saying “guys like you” all the time… Maybe because of our long history as friends he’s having a hard time calling me by what I am and sound disrespectful… I mean, we’re talking about a friendship of over 20 years.

It wasn’t a very long conversation. When we said goodbye I said “buy, buddy” and he said “you know… It’s weird for me, but it seems like it means something to you… So you can call me sir if you want to, but only when it’s just the 2 of us, not when there’s anybody around”, I said “yes, thank you sir” with a HUUUUGE smile on my face.

He gave me a little smirk and said “your place is a mess… You better get it tidied up” and then he left.

Alpha mentorship at work again!

CONCLUSION

So what do we learn from all of this?

1. Alphas develop young, and they need knowledgeable people who understand the truth of Hierarchy to guide them properly to greater use of their power.
2. A faggot can teach Hierarchy to Alphas, but it’s best when Alphas teach each other.
3. Straight Alphas can still be straight and make full use of faggots without it ever affecting their sexuality.
4. Only by being honest with ourselves and others about our true needs can we ever find fulfillment.

I’ve been involved with a lot of “live” situations like this one, but few have thrilled me more. My brother Felipe showed great integrity and courage while trying to be tactfully helpful in navigating this delicate situation. I’m endlessly proud of him.

THIS is why straight Alphas should own a good faggot. That good faggot is like a faithful, loyal guard dog, always seeking its Owner’s pleasure, happiness, and protection!