Hey! Thank you so much for helping all men, fags and alphas, with your knowledge and accessible platforms.
I’m a 30yo happy and highly submissive faggot. But I always struggle with not knowing the answers to the following question.
How do you approach close-minded, 100% straight, young (+18) but very basic (in tastes, general knowledge, activities) Alpha types you find on the streets?
I come across these profiles in the street (I live in Spain), usually with friends, they come from sitting in the park, smoking joints, laughing and talking, with a natural cockiness, but I know that by culture or social appearance, they know nothing of this world and surely they will find “gay” (disgusting) anything that comes out of basic standards or commonly “heterosexual” interactions or actions between individuals of the male gender.
And it makes me want to offer myself, but surely I run the risk of getting beaten up or robbed, I would not know how to do it and even less try to do it with the maximum probability of achieving my purpose, to serve. Or if directly I should not try, it is better to look elsewhere or in other ways to avoid a high probability rate of failure and live a worse experience or contrary to the expected?
In short, I do not know how to correctly identify opportunities on the street, nor do I know how to make approaches or simply how to offer myself.
And no, I’m not looking for my pleasure, I’m looking for his, because his is what makes me happy and gives me pleasure. And no, I’m not looking to just eat his cock (although I would love to), just knowing that I can do something that gives him pleasure without being hit on or robbed would make me feel useful.
I am sorry if my message is confusing or if it has already been answered, I have spent hours on your site but I have not been able to find the answers I am looking for to this/these questions raised, probably because I am not smart or savvy enough, my apologies.
I am grateful for any help I can get in this regard. Thank you very much for everything!
Brother, thank you for writing.
You have a very common concern, one so common that I’m toying with writing a small ebook explaining it in more detail. But I’ll give you some help here.
In simple terms, you really want to start offering to submit in ways to Alphas you already know in your life. Why? Two reasons: (1) You’re not experienced enough to approach strangers with offers of service yet, and (2) Alphas you know will be more likely to use you, and more likely to treat you kindly if they aren’t interested.
So you think of one or two Alpha friends you’d like to serve, and you start doing extra things for them. Find ways to be useful, buy them gifts you know they want/need, offer to do chores like detail their cars or whatever. Speak to them in respectful language (call them “Sir”, etc.).
They will notice this change and eventually ask you why, which will give you an opportunity to explain the difference between you and them.
Alternatively, you can ask a question like, “Do you consider yourself to be Alpha?” This can lead into a discussion of Hierarchy (you might even show them the pinned post about Hierarchy on this site).
But I want you to understand this: Alphas understand what you are and they understand Hierarchy naturally. They aren’t going to beat you up or hurt you, especially not the ones you personally know. So don’t be afraid. This is a very natural thing, and Alphas are just as much a part of it as any faggot. You’re simply trying to find fulfillment, and they’ll realize it if you do it the way I’m suggesting.
There are certain parts of their bodies that Men and Alphas know control the weak. Their cock (of course), their feet, their hands, their muscles. But one part of their bodies often goes under-utilized in the exertion of their natural power: their armpits.
That’s not to say they don’t show off their armpits. Men have a natural inclination to raise their arms over their heads, displaying their hairy armpits. When you ask why, they’ll say they’re “airing them out”. However, I believe it’s a subconscious display of confidence and dominance on their part. They see how subs react to the display of their armpits.
It’s pure animal instinct.
But why does it have an effect? Well, male pheromones are concentrated in certain areas of the body, and the armpits are one of the most potent. An Alpha raising his arms releases his powerful scent into the air, subconsciously causing subs to weaken and submit.
Additionally, the armpit can be used by Men to train subs to serve. Pushing a sub’s face into an armpit is humiliating in the same way a foot is, but the added benefit with armpit worship is the direct marking of the sub with pheromones that hypnotize it.
Notice how this Alpha trains his faggot with his armpits:
Alphas need to become intimately aware of every form of power nature built into them. These powers exist for a reason. If Alphas are to lead, they need to master and harness all of the superior aspects of their bodies and minds!
The following post is part of a thread detailing the awakening of a straight God Alpha named Kenzo by his lifelong faggot Kevin. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Few things rattle me anymore. I’ve been used and abused and trained and loved. I’ve been raped, and I’ve been blessed. I’ve avoided nearly dying a couple of times, and I also saved a life. I’ve been owned by some of the most magnificent Alpha Masters I’ve ever known, and I’ve been used like a whore in more back seats, stairwells, and bathrooms than I care to admit.
In 2015 I started a Tumblr site called FagsWorshipAlphas to share my experiences and theories on Hierarchy, and to my surprise the site took off. I began using the site to chronicle the incredible true stories I investigated, and in the process profiled some unforgettable God Alphas. Some of these Alphas were so powerful that they practically reached out from the very code of my rickety website and fucked the minds of faggots all around the world. I remain humbly in awe of these life-changing Alphas. They blew over me and through me like tremendous hurricanes, leveling me yet leaving the air lighter and cleaner.
I say all of this to prepare you for this statement I really want to make: I heard from Kevin’s straight Master Kenzo today, and it left me profoundly shaken and exhilarated.
Kevin contacted me and told me that his Master, Kenzo, had listened to last night’s podcast about him. This by itself was enough to cause a sharp stab of anxiety, but Kevin reassured me that Master Kenzo loved it. He also said Master Kenzo would be willing to talk to me, so I shared my email and waited.
He wrote to me. I asked him some simple, clumsy questions.
I was not prepared for what happened next.
He wrote:
It is hard to put a clear start to it, because somehow, as far as I can remember, I have always known I was special. But of course, when I was a kid, I did not fully realize it because it was all I knew. But I was always the center of attention, the other kids sought My company and followed My lead, and even adults were indulging Me much more than the others. I have always been used to it, to people taking care of My needs and complying to My wishes.
This continued when I grew up. Girls were always attracted to Me, and I could choose the ones I wanted to be with. Boys were competing for My attention and My friendship. And the weakest boys were desperately seeking My protection. Which I gave them. I recall that in My childhood and adolescence, I already couldn’t stand injustice and unnecessary brutality. So whenever there were thugs bullying weaklings, I would give them a good, hard beating.
The funny thing is that both the bullies AND the bullied would become My friends after that. The first ones would become very agreeable to Me and would no longer hurt anyone without My leave. And the second ones would be so grateful and so admirative to Me that they would do anything to please Me, giving Me foods, money, doing My homework, doing Me any favor.
When I think back, I realize that I could already have owned them and used them all as faggots. But I learned some important lessons. The strong protect the weak and, in exchange, the weak serve the strong. And when you beat another male, you become the boss. I think that this is how I started to think My place in life and in society. Doing what is right and doing good to others thanks to My strength and My leadership, and receiving praise and service because of that.
So we can see the foundation of Hierarchical power being established early on in Master Kenzo’s life. Already, nature had singled out a young boy named Kenzo and began to align the world around him. And unlike a faggot like me or Kevin, young Kenzo knew exactly what to do with it.
But then Master Kenzo grew into a mature Alpha and began to discover new levels of power:
When I settled with My gorgeous, loving, loyal and obedient woman, when I claimed her womb to father two adorable sons, even before My twenties, I knew My virility was just extraordinary. I thought by then that I had reached the pinnacle of male achievement. So, as you understand, somehow I have always known My superiority. But it is only with Kevin that I recently began to fully understand the real extent of My birthright.
Kevin is very special to My heart. I’ve known him for as long I can remember. He was always there for Me at each step in My life, encouraging Me, guiding Me. He is a great guy, the smartest person I’ve ever known. He has always been good at bringing out the best in Me, particularly My self-confidence and My desire to protect lesser beings. I have no shame to say that I am a better God today because of his dedication and his loyalty to Me.
It has not been difficult to claim him as My slave and to become his Master and Owner because, first, in a way, he always did his best to please Me and support Me, and, second, because it has evolved gradually. He has been My devoted mentor, My helpful friend, My beta submissive and now he’s My slave. He has served Me personally, financially, domestically, then sexually… So, everything went naturally and smoothly, really.
Now, keep in mind that Master Kenzo is a straight Alpha. He’s a young breeder who has created two perfect boys with his wife. According to weak, insecure fools, he isn’t supposed to even consider sexual contact with another male.
Yet it’s precisely that contact that has led Master Kenzo onward to claim infinite power.
There have been some huge steps, of course. The very first time Kevin greeted Me by kissing My feet, I felt a warm rush of power in all My body. That this smart guy I love and respect was willing to debase himself so low just to honor Me, it felt so good and it said so much about Me. I must admit that I even briefly had a few doubts, but Kevin, as always, swept them away by rightly asserting that his intellect only made him a better inferior for Me.
I will always remember the first time he served My cock, or the first time he worshiped My feet while My lady was riding My cock. But when I ass-fucked him the first time, everything became even clearer. At first, I hesitated to put My foot on his head, like I do with My side fuck girls. The first time I did that was to put one of them on line when she was disrespectful of My lady, to remind her of her place. I thought that maybe Kevin did not deserve that, so I put My foot near his head rather than on it. And then he kissed and licked My foot, and I realized he was Mine to do whatever I wanted, exactly like My side girls. I could always care for him after.
When I turned him around and fucked him looking him in the face, he kept yelling how much he loved Me and adored Me. I felt like a King, like a God. I felt again that warm rush of power, and realized I could have everything and anyone I wanted. Any female, any male is Mine, Mine to claim, to enslave and to fuck. Just because I want it. And the way he rushed to kiss My toes when I shouted at him to worship Me, that was so empowering.
All in all, I don’t feel like My relationship with Kevin has radically changed. We still love each other, but now we understand better our places. I am his Master, his Owner, he is My faggot, My slave. And I’m proud to own such a great inferior because it reflects good on Me. The better the slave, the better the Master. He lives to serve My pleasure and My happiness, and I know he’s delighted. And I still enjoy his company just as much, or even better now that I know he would literally do anything for Me, that he would obey any of My order at a glance.
I really love who I am. I am gorgeous, strong, confident, smart, fair, good. I don’t want to brag, but I don’t want to deny it either by false modesty. I just know who I am. I am a truly incredible, superior human being. And everyone knows that. I am a model for ordinary humans to admire and follow, like the ancient Gods and heroes of mythology. I deserve to be admired and obeyed.
Notice how he now views his place within the framework of human justice:
I still strongly believe in justice. I strongly believe that Hierarchy and justice are not mutually exclusive. Men are not created equals, but they do have equal rights to liberty and happiness. It’s just that liberty and happiness are not the same for everybody. For Me, they are in power and glory. For inferior males, they in service and obedience to the likes of Me.
At some ultimate level of power the cares and concerns of the average male, even the frustrated efforts of lesser Alphas, disappear. The rules that the weak cling to for safety in the darkness of their uncertain lives have no hold on God Alphas. Life becomes a child’s game to these greatest Alphas, and everything in it (sexuality, politics, direction, purpose) is distilled into simple choices they can choose on a whim.
Master Kenzo ends his letter with that thought:
I don’t think that straightness and gayness are any more relevant to Me. I love fucking My lady because she’s the most beautiful creature on Earth, I love the feeling of My dick in her pussy, and I love to reward her for the good she does to Me. I love fucking lesser girls because I can be rougher with them and every pussy and tit has its charm. And now I know that I love fucking males as well, be it face-fucking or ass-fucking, because it feels good to deprive them of their manhood just because I can. Because I am a God and they are inferior to Me.
The big change now is that I want what is rightfully Mine. One slave is not enough for a God like Me, even Kevin. I want girls and boys at My beck and call, ready to bend over backwards for My tiniest desire. I want My lady and My heirs to enjoy the perks of my Godhood. I want pussies, asses and mouths at My cock’s disposal. I know there are many inferior lives just around Me that I can enlighten with My superiority and My domination.
This is the Alpha Ascension I’ve long described here. A Man becomes an Alpha. An Alpha becomes a God. Master Kenzo now knows he owns everything, and he can pick and choose what he wants to keep. His power is unlimited, tempered only by his own choices.
It has been incredible to even receive these words and transmit them to the world. It makes all of the struggle I went through to come back so very worth it!
So women and faggots and imitation Kings of the Earth, your true God Alpha has arrived! Kneel and serve Master Kenzo!
Hello Sam, I’ve been reading this site since its FWA. I have a question. Do you remember, Bobby? The wrestler who thought he was an alpha and had a rivalry with another wrestler (who was physically smaller than Bobby). I remember the last update you posted about them had the other guy dominate and scent train Bobby. Any update on that?
I went looking through the rubble of my rescued FWA database searching for this story, but I couldn’t find it. However, I did unearth a story that I will need to restore to this site because it’s such an incredible account of a God Alpha’s life of domination – Master Kyle.
But anyway, I’m sorry I couldn’t find it. I don’t have any updates, either.
Thank you for your amazing podcasts and website. I am 24 and a faggot. I have serviced several Alphas since I discovered my true identity. None of them have been interested in me being locked in chastity and I have only explored this on my own. I understand that chastity is important to many Alphas and therefore their faggots but I have not experienced that yet.
i have read about how to get used to a device and how to build up the time i can wear it for gradually and carefully to be ready to go long term. i have read that it may take several devices and lots of trial and error before finding the right fit.
i have been servicing an Alpha for nearly three months and he has decided he will lock me. Unlike my previous Alphas he insists on long term locking. He has ordered a CB3000s which he has used with other faggots. When asked about getting the right fit and buildig up time in it he said that this device has always worked for his faggots so it will work for me. He said when it arrives i will wear it straight for two weeks to get used to it before any discussions.
i feel scared as this all goes against what i have read. i have tried to talk to Him about my concerns but he says i don’t know what i am talking about and he does. He has locked up faggots before and knows how to lock me.
i know my Alphas knows best and has experience with chastity training but why am i scared?
Congratulations on your new Alpha Master! It’s time for you to stop flirting around with this and start experiencing it.
Why are you scared? Because your Master fully intends to lock you permanently in chastity and change your life. That’s huge and frightening, but it’s also transformative. It’s something you need to become the next level of your journey.
This Master is wise to not allow you to pull back from this. I admire that in him. I think you need to submit and trust him.
Hi Sam, James here I felt that you deserved an update after listening to your podcast, As I feel that I am in a similar position. Yesterday I asked Mum if I could get my ears pierced and she said it was fine. I am still waiting to submit fully to my Alphas but I am still waiting for the right moment. One thing that concerns me is that they both have girlfriends and I don’t understand how I will fit into this situation.
Mum likes the lads to make there beds in the morning but they hate having a do it so I have taken to also making there beds for them. My parents plan on visiting some friends over the coming weekend and I am thinking that will make a good opportunity to thank the alphas for helping me understand my place in the hierarchy.
thanks for all your help and support
James
This is a second follow-up to THIS QUESTION about a faggot named James who is currently living with two Alphas in his parent’s house.
Well, it sounds like your “perfect situation” will happen this weekend when your parents conveniently leave you alone with these two Alphas again. Are you sure your parents aren’t trying to help you become a faggot?? LOL
You don’t need to worry about the fact that they both have girlfriends. First of all, that’s their business and not yours; your job is to serve them, period. Secondly, straight Alphas use faggots sexually all the time, especially younger Alphas. So if they choose to use you sexually, do your best to please them.
There are few Masters as rough with faggots as Master Niko (@sucknik0 on X). He summarizes his perspective clearly:
Some Alphas need to use faggots this way, and it’s our job as faggots to endure it and build appreciation for our role in this. It’s what we were born to do, just as he is doing what he was born to do!
I’ve recently come into contact with an Alpha across the globe in Europe. We’ve had good conversations and he really appreciates obedience above all else, which is why I make sure to address him as Sir within every sentence. Whenever he has an urge to jerk off, he makes me go on a voice chat with him, and I have to verbally degrade myself and worship his status as an alpha. On top of that, he also makes me send him humiliating photos/videos of myself for him to jerk off to, stuff like me riding a dildo while thanking him for letting me serve him. I’ve really enjoyed serving him and making sure he gets the pleasure he rightfully deserves, even if it’s online. Would you consider this meaningful service to alphas, even though it’s not the usual traditional version of service? Is there more I can do to serve alphas when we live so far apart? Thanks for all the work you do Sam, I really look up to you!
Hi brother! Thanks for writing!
In today’s world we’ve seen a sharp rise in online service/worship in the Hierarchical space. It’s inevitable. Sometimes we meet an Alpha online and things just click. Other times, the only way a faggot can serve safely is through online worship.
So yes, it’s meaningful service even if it isn’t ideal. The Alpha is getting off to the pics you’re sending to him, so he’s obviously pleased. Who am I to judge that arrangement?
As far as doing more to serve online, you didn’t mention anything about findom. That’s typically what happens in online service. Maybe that’s not a feature of your service to him, but if you can afford it, I think you should add that.
I am a self-locked faggot, and my best friend is a mostly straight, happily married man. Our hangouts usually consist of us playing video games online or me and his wife watching him play video games at his house. His wife meets his sexual needs, so I am looking for non-sexual ways that I can serve him as a faggot to respect and elevate his manhood, and hopefully slowly create a dynamic where he sees and treats me like the inferior faggot I am, who is there to serve him as a man.
My faggot bottom-brain isn’t good at coming up with ideas and making decisions on its own. I need direction and ideas to fix the dynamic in my friendship so I am on the bottom where I belong and can be of more use to my friend.
Best, Alex
Thanks for writing Alex!
First of all, I’m wondering about that “mostly straight” line you used to describe your best friend. Is there something you know about him that I need to know? Did you two fool around at some point in the past?
Having a straight (and married) Alpha friend is tough, because your opportunities are severely limited. In addition, you risk losing the friendship by pushing too hard to serve him, or if you do serve him and he feels funny about it afterward.
Does your friend know about your chastity? Would he be willing to be your keyholder? Have you ever discussed your faghood with him? I ask these questions because in many cases straight Men find chastity faggots very interesting (and in some cases, a turn-on). I liken a faggot in chastity like a green stoplight, giving the Alpha the permission to do lots of things he might not ordinarily do. In any event, if your friend doesn’t know about your faghood, he should be told. Use the resources on this site to help explain things.
Other than that, find simple ways to serve. Buy him things he likes. Maybe offer him foot massages. If you can afford it, send him and his wife on a vacation. Become USEFUL to him.
This faggot’s screams sound like the screaming of the spring lambs that haunted Clarice Starling. That, and the involuntary, hands-free orgasm point to one obvious conclusion: it was cunted.
You can hear the fear in its screams. Cunting involves fear because in that moment you’re literally out of your head and beyond control. It’s like being on a terrifying roller coaster.
Hi brother sam. this faggot was wondering if you had thoughts about the relationship between The Hierachy and the gay/bi traditional leather and BDSM community.
the faggot has tried since it was in its early 20s to connect with these places to try to find the hierarchical connection it knew it needed but it always left so discouraged and confused
All these prissy old men going and on about how things used to be in bars in the 70s and lecturing it about how they should have some role in vetting who is owning and controlling it
All this obsession with textiles of all things, as if leather as a material has anything to do with power or authority or intimidation or fear or violence or control, it’s just a material. i mean i get why bikers and vets in the 70s were Alpha for sure They were, but now? It’s just weird, and they’re so sanctimonious about it
And pretty much every in person space is like this, traditional leather dominated, with some minor adjuncts dedicated to… other textiles, like rubber, which again, what does this have to do with power and authority, or props!
And yeah, the tools for sure are clearly related to authority and control and power and violence. But they’re treated like toys in some kind of game
the faggot just doesn’t get it. it has never felt at home. But it so wants to have and be in a community where it can be its inferior self and be around Superiors openly. And traditional leather just doesn’t feel like it! Or maybe it is and the faggot is just overthinking and being too sensitive? it knows its broken scattered fag brain does that without a Male mind to keep in in order.
it is going to Mid Atlantic Leather or MAL this weekend, which for your readers after International Male Leather IML is the largest gay BDSM event in the US, hoping to have some chances to connect with Men that may want it to serve Them, but it feels unsure how to approach the event and community when there is such a disconnect between how the betas there think about things and the truth of the Hierarchy
the faggot wonders if in your experience and in the huge range of letters and experiences you get from your readers whether you had any perspective or views on how believers in the truth can interact with people in these spaces and get the most out of it to develop their best authentic inferior fag selves
Thank you brother sam i love you
Thank you so much for your letter. Believe me, I share many of your thoughts.
I have ALWAYS felt that the leather scene is idiotic. It’s a bunch of guys wearing gear like costumes and playing roles rather than BEING WHAT THEY ARE. The other part that really bothers me about the leather scene are the Masters/Doms/Daddies in their stupid leather vest harnesses. I my experience, these “Daddies” are extremely gay, almost swishy guys who get stuff shoved up their asses about as much as their bottoms.
A lot of these creeps come from the corrosive, hedonistic scene of the 70s-90s where there was a lot of drug-induced flip-fucking going on.
In my view, the leather scene is just like the furries and all of that other stupid role-playing shit. It means nothing, it fulfills nothing of any meaning.
That’s why I teach pure Hierarchy. What I teach is not a game; it’s real life. When people plug into Hierarchy, it changes their lives. No leather costume will ever do that.
Has there ever been a case of an alpha becoming a faggot or a faggot becoming an alpha? Has this ever been documented? I apologize if the question offends anyone. Thank you.
Yes, I’ve documented both. “Master” Bruno (who actually owned a live-in faggot, Giovanni) was submitted a much more powerful God Alpha Master Juan. Bruno was amazing in recognizing the truth and submitting.
As for faggots transforming into Alphas, I’ve chronicled multiple examples of “Alpha Latency” which involves natural-born Alphas who were damaged from early-life trauma and led to believe that they were actually faggots when they weren’t. Once released from this prison, they blossomed.
I think I’m literally the only person who has documented any of this.
Happy New Year to you and your family. I relistened to your Hierarchy 83 Breeding podcast from late 2020. If I recall correctly, it was on your YouTube channel in April 2021. I saved as an MP3. It has a fascinating narrative about the physical and psychological effects of semen that a man receives from his Alpha partner. You indicated there is a strong craving for sex with the Alpha partner long afterwards by the recipient of his semen. Do you find your drive for sex with an Alpha is the strongest for the one who has deep seeded you the most with his DNA?
Thank you for the note and for your thoughts about that episode of the podcast (one of the more popular episodes, BTW).
I absolutely 100% find myself more drawn to Alphas who have bred me. It’s honestly almost spiritual, like the cum inside me has magnetic properties drawing me to the Alpha who put it there.
I’m not the only one who feel this way!
For those interested, here is the episode in question: CLICK HERE!
hi Sam, wanted to reach out to share my story. I was taken out of school when I was 15, my parents were concerned I was being bullied. I drank a bottle of piss as a dare from a boy in my class. It wasn’t the first, but was the first my folks found out about. First time was a dare. Second time was a forfeit. I didn’t see the big deal. It never tasted that bad and was almost my party trick. It equal parts intrigued and disgusted my peers,I guess. I didn’t over think it. Someone blabbed to their parents who told mine. Dad came into my room when I was in the bathroom and found my water bottle half filled with piss. My parents pulled me out of school. It took 8 weeks to get me into another one, a 45 min bus journey across town. My older brother was disgusted at first, but then he started to ask questions, why, when how long and… why, over and over again. He asked if i was gay and I said I wasn’t. I didn’t think I was. It was a shitty time for me, I was pulled out of school away from my friends, my dad wouldn’t speak to me. About a week had passed , maybe more when there was a knock on my room, it would have been about 4am. It woke me up. I went to the door and nobody was there, except my brother’s cup on the floor, there was something in the cup, it was piss. Not much, but a little. I could smell it. I took cup into my room and closed door. I didn’t drink it but went into my bathroom and poured it in sink. I was annoyed that my brother was mocking me.
Next morning he’d gone to school early, I wanted to confront him for trying to humiliate me. I stewed on it all day, how I was going to confront him. Hit him. Tell dad what he’d done. He came home about 4. Before I could say anything he said “There’s more of it, if you want, but I’ll need my cup back. Is it still in your room?”
It dawned on me then that he did it to be nice. Allowing me to drink his piss. Although, at that point I hadn’t yet, I’d poured it into the sink. He didn’t know that though and I wasn’t going to tell him. From that point on most mornings he’d come into my room with a cup, sometimes he watched me drink it, other times he just left it on the chest of drawers and walked away. Nothing sexual ever happened between us. He’s now married with his wife expecting. Parents died a couple of years ago in automobile accident. I came out to mum but never to dad. I’m in an equal, loving relationship. Our dynamic doesn’t fit the alpha/fag hierarchy. But whether me and my brother get together, more often than not, at some point he’ll leave room and reappear with something in a cup for me. We don’t even talk about it, it just happens. We meet up rarely these days, maybe every two or three months. My partner doesn’t know, nor does his wife. As I said, nothing sexual has ever happened between us, nor will it. But there’s a moment every time when we’re sitting in silence and I’m drinking from the cup he’s just filled. It feels right and it transcends any emotion or feeling I’ve felt in my current or any previous relationship or sexual encounters. I’ve never discussed it with him but the fact he keeps allowing me to drink his piss shows maybe he feels the same. I’ll never jeopardise his marriage, since our parents died we’re all we have left of our family. We love each other and maybe we have different roles to play in each other’s lives.
Boy this is a crazy story, brother. I’ve never heard anything quite like it. I’m not sure I entirely agree with your reason why he’s doing this to you. I think he’s doing it as a power move also.
It’s impressive that your brother cares enough about you to help you with this thing he doesn’t really understand other than Hierarchically and subconsciously. It’s still very unusual! Thanks for sharing!
Hey Sam-hope you’re well I was going through the archives of FWA snd listened to “ a straight fathers love” podcast about how sir James embraced his faggot son snd even caged him to help show him hierarchy , I was was wondering if you ever heard anymore updates recently ( like the last year ) from sir James ? Would love to know more and how their relationship evolved , Sir James is alpha through and through and the father we wish we all had as fags , that story was so profound and moving and full of awe it really touched me and I’ve never forgotten , would love to know how he’s doing and any updates you may have , kind regards
As soon as I was released from prison I desperately tried to reach Sir James and his email has been disconnected. Tragic. Like you, the story absolutely and profoundly touched me, and I feel so blessed to have ever known Sir James and carried his story. That’s why I was so insistent on reposting it here. The world needs to be aware of it.
BTW it’s this story right here that has caused me all sorts of grief online, with dumbfucks calling me a pedophile and whatnot. But I don’t care; I stand firm on this story and will not yield. Even if I must fight alone, I will fight alone.
Hi Sam, I have spent the last few days reading all the information I could find on the hierarchy and I do believe that I am indeed a faggot, Only this morning one of the lads came out of the bathroom with just a towel round his waist as we passed in the hallway he dropped the towel and said “like what you see faggot “ I was totally shocked and just stood there with my jaw on the floor. I think that they know what I am more than I understand myself.
The fact that I enjoy cleaning and cooking for the lads says a lot. And I think that they understand that I am eager to be around them
Yes, there is no doubt you’re a faggot. I mean, look at what you’re doing for the Alphas around you, cooking and cleaning for them!
But this incident with the Alpha flashing his dick and saying that to you … he knows what you are, and likely the other Alphas in his Pack do too. When Alphas do these kinds of things, they’re not only flexing their power. They’re also letting you know that they accept you for what you are.
This is a prime opportunity for you to really serve these Alphas, brother. I think you should go up to the Alpha who flashed you, kneel before him, and thank him for recognizing that you are a faggot and that he helped you see and accept the truth. The Alpha will know what to do from there.
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the experiences of a French faggot named Fabien who has been claimed by his straight Alpha friend Anthony. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Master Anthony is truly one of a kind, a burgeoning God Alpha who is expanding his power almost daily. I can only imagine how overwhelmed my faggot brother Fabien is these days. One minute he thought he had a new roommate, and the next minute he finds himself enslaved to a truly irresistible young powerhouse.
I had some questions about Master Anthony’s sexuality. This means nothing to me, but it seems to mean everything to the insecure, close-minded straight Alphas who follow me and loudly proclaim that an Alpha who uses a faggot sexually cannot be straight. This is pure horseshit. Every sexual therapist knows of the countless studies of male sexuality that disprove such a narrow view of it. But whatever.
So Fabien bravely asked Master Anthony some questions about his sexuality:
To answer some points: I can confirm that Anthony is straight, because in the last few months we’ve lived together, he’s brought girls home a few times (never the same one, though!). And judging by what I could hear from my room at night, he’s as good a lover as one can imagine. 😉 I wouldn’t be surprised if he displays his dominance over me in front of some new girls one of these days. This morning, I asked him if he already had dominated someone that way before, and he said “I have already had boot-lickers, sure. But never yet a cocksucker as well!” He’s obviously used to people submitting to him in many ways, but I think I’m the first with whom he can take it this far, and the first to be a proper slave.
Just as I suspected! It’s clear that Master Anthony’s previously-limited experiences with faggots got his juices flowing for a more formal faggot slave, and he’s targeted Fabien as his first official property.
To make that acquisition even more official, Master Anthony laid down some firm rules for his new slave Fabien.
Anthony was staying at home all morning today, and just before noon, he beckoned me to come and see him. I knelt before him, and bowed my head to the ground at his feet before straightening up. “Nice one” he said. “I’ve decided it’s time to set some rules”. I’m trying to remember and to transcribe his words and my answers as faithfully as possible.
“From now on, you’re to call me either Sir or Master at all time, up to you and depending of the circumstances. Understood?”
“Sir, yes Sir. Thank you, Master.”
(Small note: I also have to use “vouvoiement”, something that can’t really be translated into English. Basically, it means using the second-person pronoun in the plural form (“vous”) rather than the singular form (“tu”) to adress a single person. It is used between people who don’t know each other, or in a formal context, but also… as a mark of respect to a superior.)
“Good. You are allowed to continue sleeping in the guest room when there’s no one else, or otherwise on the sofa bed when there’s no one else. But your official sleeping place is in the kitchen, is that clear?”
“Perfectly clear, Sir. You’re so generous, Master. Thank you so much, Master.”
“I want more money. You will pay me the tithe. You will give me ten percent of your monthly income. You can afford it, can’t you, boy?
“I’ll cut in my expenses in order to, Sir.”
“Good boy. You are to worship my morning wood every day, and be ready to give me head whenever I want. Improve your cocksucking, ask help from chicks if you need to.”
“I will, Sir. Thank you for the honor, Sir.”
“When I get out of the shower or walk into the apartment, you come and kiss my feet.”
“Gladly, Sir.”
“Finally, if you want any favor from me, you can beg me. I don’t mind you begging. But you shut the fuck up if I tell you to.”
I once again bowed my head to the ground. “Not for now, Sir. Thank you so much for enslaving me, Sir. I am deeply honored and happy to serve you, my Master.”
“Such a good boy. Go make my lunch, slave.”
He has left for the afternoon, and since then, I am working at my job (home-working, like most days) with even more enthusiasm and a beaming smile, knowing that I’m working for his direct profit.
A surprisingly-complete set of rules for a young, first-time Owner! Master Anthony has clearly been thinking deeply about what he wants from a faggot slave, and he laid it out beautifully.
Fabien’s reaction to this is telling. When I first met Fabien (has it really only been a week??), he was somewhat resistant to the idea of submitting to this young Alpha. But as Master Anthony has tightened his control and use of Fabien, what I’ve noticed is that Fabien has BLOSSOMED WITH JOY.
And this is a lesson for faggots. We need the control and dominance of Alphas. We need to submit and obey and please them. This service brings us HAPPINESS, not sadness. It gives us FREEDOM, not restriction.
Listen to how Fabien ended his latest update:
Just a few months ago, I was looking for a roommate to have a buddy and lighten my budget. But instead, I met a young cocky hunk who enslaved me. And I can’t stop smiling! What a destiny!
THIS is what Hierarchical truth can do for both Alphas and faggots (and everybody else) if they simply apply it and LIVE IT!
