You know, I’ve taught a lot of things about Hierarchy over the last ten years, and I get a lot of shit for some of the things I insist are true. Occasionally someone will come up with an argument that forces me to reassess how I view things, but there are some ideas I will never abandon.

Here’s one of them: straight Alphas fuck, breed, own, and use faggots, and doing so doesn’t make them gay. It only makes them more powerful.  

The truth of that precept is lodged more firmly inside me than a rapidly-swelling dick. I will never admit otherwise because that would mean I’m lying. And I’m not a liar.

I know this is true because I know Hierarchy. Also, I’ve served as first faggot to multiple straight Alphas, and I’ve even been owned by a few of them. I know this because I have countless true stories from straight Alphas who have come to know and treasure the worship and service of faggots peppered throughout this website.

And guess what? I have another.

The story that Master J.A. dropped into my inbox the other day couldn’t have hit me harder if it had been a brick in a pillowcase swung at my head. Master J.A. is a Latin American Apex Alpha with a gay Apex Alpha younger brother. They’re around 40 years old now. Although extremely close, their lives took drastically different paths. Master J.A. took the more traditional route, getting married and having kids, while his brother took the Hierarchical path.

One of the two brothers eventually regretted their choice. Wanna guess which one?

Master J.A. poured his soul into this long letter, but I beg of all Alphas to please carefully read and meditate on the lessons enumerated here!

Hello Sam, I have been reading your website for a couple of weeks now. I will tell you a story because I guess you’re gonna enjoy to have one more real example of how Hierarchy works.

I am 40 years old. My whole family moved from Latin America to California 20 years ago. I was 20 and my little brother was 17. We have always been best friends and I took care of him since he was born. But it didn’t take me long to notice that he didn’t need any kind of protection. We were both Alphas. I didn’t know this expression but it was clear that both he and I had been born to rule the world. It was even easier to notice that when we left our country and came to America, where we could express our sexual desires with much more freedom. I started to fuck girls at age 15 and haven’t stopped since then. My brother did the same thing and seemed to enjoy it too. One day, however, in a party when he was 18/19 he drank too much and let a guy suck his cock. Since we have always been best friend and had no secrets, he told me what happened next morning, regretting the terrible hangover but saying that he “kinda like it”. 

I would never judge my little brother but I didn’t expect that at all. Both of us had always been the powerful “Machos” of the family. I told him that I would love him anyway, even if he was a “faggot”. 20 years ago, I used this word (maricon in Spanish) just to mock him, neither of us had an idea about this whole hierarchy thing. Well, he embraced this “faggot” side but he didn’t want to suck any dick, he just enjoyed the blowjob that the boys in our town gave to him. Today I understand that my brother wasn’t a faggot at all, he was just using those who were there to serve him.

He “officially” came out as a gay man when we both moved from our parents’ house and moved together to San Francisco, a good spot to come out. You can only imagine the things he would do in Castro. That was the beginning of the 2000s we were young, full of energy and, most importantly, full of cum. He didn’t want anything with girls anymore but he had big balls to unload. We were brothers, best friends, and housemates, so I took hundreds of girls to my room while he would bring hundreds of faggots to his room and some non-fag bottoms too. Sometimes I could hear him fucking in the other room while I was breeding a girl in my bed.

For sure, that was the best moment of my life and I felt like a fucking King sharing that apartment in SF with my brother. Everything changed when I had the crazy idea of getting married in 2008. My brother told me that I would never stand to fuck only one pussy forever but, unfortunately, I had in my mind this rooted idea that a real Man must have a beautiful wife, a beautiful house, and pursue the “American dream”. Well, I got married and there’s no need to say that, even though I loved my wife, it felt like jail. She was jealous as fuck and I couldn’t even like other women’s photos on social media.

I don’t even know how many times I needed to use my fleshlight in the bathroom to jerk off because she wouldn’t let me fuck her. And believe it or not, she was jealous of the fleshlight so I needed to keep it hidden. So while I was hidden fucking a plastic pussy in the shower my brother had the life I should be having. Since I had moved to live with my wife, he needed to find a new roommate to split the rent. He had the brilliant idea to put a faggot in the other room! So he not only fucked hundreds of nice tight boys but he also had a live-in faggot right next door to unload whenever he wanted to. He had full-time service and all the holes he could fill up. I had an annnoying wife that would let me have sex twice a week.

It took me a huge effort to keep that marriage but in 2011 the best thing happened in my life: she got pregnant and gave me my beloved son. Suddenly, all the problems I had been facing disappeared because I could only think about being the greatest father of all times. But I am still a big strong Alpha, I had my needs… I’m not proud at all of doing this, but I started cheating on my wife after 5 years. It took me half a decade to give up on that fake “traditional family” dream. My kid was a little baby and still my main priority in life, but I could not stand anymore. Besides, after my son was born my wife basically stopped to have sex at all. I was using the fleshlight every night. 

I found three nice girls and started fucking them. I was hot and young, it wasn’t that hard to find nice women to have sex with. I kept my three sexy lovers for a while but one day my wife suspected that something was wrong and told me something I will never forget: she said that if cheated on her I would be “stabbing” not only her back but also my son because I’d destroy our whole family and she wouldn’t allow me to see my kid anymore. Nothing is more important on Earth than my son and I just gave up on my three other women to be in that cage she called a marriage.

My son grew up and from 2011 to 2019 I basically lived as a caged lion. I focused all energy on work and family. I made a lot of money, bought a bigger house and provided my son and wife with everything they needed. Meanwhile, I talked to my brother everyday, he is and will always be my best friend. He had spent all those years in the very same apartment, fucking hundreds – maybe thousands – of faggots. In 2019, we were both in our 30s and one day I asked him when he would settle down and find a husband to build a family. He simply said that I was his family and his boys were his family too (he didn’t use the word faggot back then). He had sex multiple times a day if he wanted to with sexy smooth boys and I was fucking my wife once a week. Who was the Alpha now? 

That conversation made me realize that I couldn’t spend the rest of my life in an unhappy sexless marriage just because I loved my son so much. I could be a great father, even a better father, if I were happy and fulfilled. Then my wife put the last nail in the coffin in 2019, when we were preparing everything for thanksgiving. She had always been conservative, her family never liked the idea of their white blonde all-American girl marrying a Latino brown man. Even though I have been living here for 20 years and I am literally a self-made man, they still make fun of my accent every time we are together and highlight how “non-American” I am.

The only reason they accepted me around is because I became fucking rich and I could afford all the foolish desires she used to have. They’re all Trump supporters too. When I look behind, I can’t believe I lost ELEVEN YEARS of my life with these stupid people. Anyway, the “last nail in the coffin” that I mentioned was related to my brother. My kid was 8 years old in 2019 and her mom, who has never liked my brother, said that we should try to avoid him at home because he would be “a bad influence”. I don’t want my kid to know that his uncle owns faggots either but nobody knows that, only him and I. She was referring to the fact that he was openly gay and he didn’t want queer people at home.

That was enough for me. I broke up and told he we would get a divorce. As you can imagine, the bitch and her lawyers took hundreds of thousands of dollars from me. But everything was worth it to get rid off those stupid anti-gay anti-Latino “Trumpiards”. I moved with my brother again but I bought a nice big house for me, for him, and his faggots. He has a nice job too but we decided to live together as a real family. He started reading your website during the pandemic and he’s a huge fan. He sent me the link to understand better what it was all about. It was not the first time he would try to get me into gay stuff and I would always tell him that I’m just a straight ally, my dick would never touch another male.

Everything changed when he told me just to be open-minded and think about this possibility. He knew that, since he was gay, I would never understand what faggot ownership is learning just from him. It would always be just “gay stuff”. However, he did something very smart and sent me the content of straight men using faggots. I read the entire thread of Matt, Nick, Jin and their faggots. At first, I admit (with all due respect to your content) that I thought it was just very well-written fiction but I got horny anyway. Then my brother sent me the videos of this guys Jordan, from Brandt’s Boys. That was all I needed to change my life.

I started watching Jordan and other straight men online. Although Jordan nowadays kisses his faggot, jerks off for other men and sucks cock, something that I’ll never do, I learned from him. 

One day my brother and I were drinking together and he called a faggot (there are 3 living in our house). He had never done it in front of me but he simply grabbed the boy told him to kneel and took a piss in his mouth!! What the fuck?? I was so shocked that I almost interrupted him and told him that it was too much and he could harm the boy. But the faggot had done it hundreds of times and love it. When he was done, the fag thanked him and asked what else he needed. My brother was already drunk so he said that, since the fag had his cock in the mouth, he could suck him and get a nice load. The boy had his throat totally fucked by my “little” brother and, again, loved it. After he came, my brother told the faggot to go back to his bedroom and relaxed again in the couch next to me. He noticed I was shocked to witness that and he just said that, while I had wasted eleven years of my life, he had been getting that kind of service since he was 18. 

During the pandemic, I opened my mind and deconstructed my prejudices about owning faggots. He convinced me to give it a try but I was still reluctant. So I told him that I would do it but I wanted the fag to think that it was him. We blindfolded one of the 3 faggots and he sucked my cock thinking that I was my brother. Our cocks are big and thick but the faggot noticed something was different and said that his Master’s cock was tasting different. I didn’t say anything, just held his head and fucked his throat. It was mind-blowing. No need to say that it was much better than anything that my wife had done in 11 years. I had a better orgasm in one night with that blindfolded faggot than in 11 years with her.

When I got out from his bedroom, my brother asked if I liked it. And he could see in my smile that I had loved it. Then he said “get ready, this one is the worst cocksucker among them”. In 2022, one of our boys needed to move for school and we allowed him to go. We have 2 live-in faggots now and we both use them. We haven’t did it together, though. It’s still too much of a taboo for us. What matters is that now I understand what is to have the life of a King. It took me years and years to have it, while my brother has already a 20 years history of owning faggots. But that’s okay, I don’t mind. I’m still 40, I’m in shape, I can fuck them for more 20 or 25 years if I keep healthy.

I’m still straight and I still fuck a lot of women but now that I’m getting older it is harder to find random sexy girls. So I now have to girls in her 30s who I fuck regularly but it’s even unfair to compare their blowjobs and pussy with our boys’ service. I don’t intend to get married again but I’m still the greatest dad to my kid. He’s almost a teenager now and I love him more than everything on Earth. I really hope he’s gonna be a big strong Alpha like dad and uncle but if he’s a faggot I’ll support and love him anyway.

I apologize for such a long letter but, as a faggot, you must just read it and obey me. The reason why I’m sharing my story with you is because I want your readers to know that hierarchy is indeed truth. I don’t want to repeat that straight men can use faggots, because I know you’ve said that a hundred times. Most importantly, I want to tell your young readers that WE ONLY LIVE ONCE. We must study, work hard, focus on our goals, but it’s a violence against ourselves to get stuck on an unhappy marriage just because society thinks it’s right. I want to say that I love my gay brother, he’s a wonderful Man and a God Alpha. We’re both Latino brown Men and we are proud of it too. My ex-wife will never read this letter but I will tell her “fuck you” anyway and fuck all the Trump supporters that are out there hating gay people, black people and Latino people.

I’m a fucking King from Latin America, my brother is gay and there’s nothing they can do to hold us back.

Thank you Sam for such an important website, I can only imagine how many Men like me have embraced their Alphahood because of your work. I don’t know if you serve older Alpha like me but I would love to say thank you with a thick load down your throat one day. Now that I’m 40, I’ll have to fuck and cunt as many fag holes I can fuck to keep up with my brother’s impressive count.

We’re both VERY proud of you, faggot Sam.

Regards,
Apex Alpha J.A.

If you still don’t think Hierarchy is a real concept that governs all of our lives and can provide deep fulfillment when applied, please re-read the above testimonial. Master J.A. DEFINES its truth!

So many straight Alphas surrender their power and glory to the machinations of a society that wants to mute them. The truly powerful Men among us endanger the artificial societal constructions created by weak beta males seeking power that does not belong to them.

A beta male cannot tell an Alpha how he should live or by what standards he should live. Nature gives Alphas that right at birth. They owe nothing to anyone except the universe that blessed them.

I’ll never understand why any Alpha would voluntarily choose the cage instead of ruling the world. EVER.

But Master J.A.’s example is more than simply an advocacy of Alpha purpose. It’s also a revelation on Alpha sexuality. Alpha sexuality is not defined by who they fuck. Master J.A. could fuck 1,000 faggots and still be straight. That’s because he gets off on the POWER that fucking and breeding his faggots gives him.

Again, why would a straight Apex Alpha settle for a wife when he can live like a literal King, served by a court of faggots and fuck any female he chooses? WHY?

This was finally the lesson Master J.A. learned from his younger Apex Alpha brother.

Now they can finally rule the world together, side by side, brothers of blood as well as purpose.

I thank Master J.A. endlessly for his astounding life story! In the echelon of Hierarchical testimony found on this site, this stands apart!

This post is part of a thread chronicling the rise of God Alpha Master Chad, the first-born son of Master Dino and primary heir to his throne. CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!

Bluefaggot. Greenfaggot. I’ve talked about these two important new additions to the ever-expanding hodge-podge family living in the massive guarded compound headed by Master Dino. While Master Dino and his faggot wife Jamie have been gone on their much-deserved three month vacation, Masters Chad and his younger Apex Alpha brother Master Dean (along with Master Shane) have taken over leading the family business, breeding the massive stable of faggots, and caring for three of the children sired by Master Chad.

Confused? Try being me and tracking it on a daily basis!

I don’t write about many of the goings-on at the compound because so much of it is controversial enough to cause seizures, but also because I love this crazy family enough to protect them. But every so often most extraordinary things happen with them that force me to discuss them here.

This is one such event, and it involves a new addition to the family they’re calling grayfaggot. I don’t know much about grayfaggot yet, other than it is a faggot who is a bit older and something of a flower child. Like some of the other stray cat faggots collected here, grayfaggot is broken and here to seek purpose and healing.

But, like many broken faggots, grayfaggot struggled to accept the kindness offered to it at the hands of its benevolent new Masters. So it tried to leave.

Here’s Master Chad’s account (and “Dino” here is Master Dean):

Just about sundown grayfaggot tried to bolt. I suspected something cause as happy as it is when My cock is in it, when it ain’t in service its still scared shitless of its own hunger. Now, I believe we’re over that hurdle. Me and pussyface were playing with the Boys when jimmy buzzed My room and said grayfaggot was packing. I went down to faggot quarters. I tried to be calming and diplomatic as I asked all the correct questions. She said she couldn’t live life as a faggot. I benevolently bit My tongue to keep from laughing and patted her head. I kept saying soothing things very suggestively all the while rubbing My crotch and making sure it saw My hard. Her eyes sparkled and she was almost slobbering and even softly moaned when I reminded her of the scent training she had daily. Finally I said, ” If you really feel ya gotta go then go but remember-ya go, ya ain’t ever coming back.” She looked at Me with big eyes, torn between the ghost of her recent past life and the thrill of being My cumhole. I told her to come with Me to the Playroom for a while and if she want to go after that then fine. Seeing terror in her eyes I swore I wouldn’t hurt her. I just wanted to make sure she really wanted to go back to her half-life of hiding. She followed Me there. Just to judge things, and for My own amusement, I scratched My sweaty nuts and held My fist up to her nose. Her eyes closed and she trembled as she inhaled like it was her last breath. That cinched for Me.

I quickly fastened a restraint around her neck only. I told her not to be scared I only wanted to do one more thing to be satisfied she really wanted to live without the benefit of her Savior’s blessings. I left her to use a faggot squawk box. I allowed the others to overhear My call to Dino. I told Him to join Me in the Playroom then told the other faggots they were gonna help their new brother decide if she really wanted to leave. My little faggot brother gasped and grabbed My arm. Staring at Me with shock she started to speak but I hushed her gently. Emboldened by fright and excitement greenfaggot knelt, kissed My hand and swore undying devotion. I pulled her forward and put her face in My crotch and said, “That’s My good girl. That’s why you’re My c.c.’s faggot-in-waiting, next in line to be My wife. Come with Me.” 

Dean joined us there. Grayfaggot’s eyes were filled with terror and faggot lust. I patted her head and she Instinctively nuzzled My crotch. I pulled back and said, “Now, just to be certain you want to give up the life you could have, a life of fulfillment, joy, and commitment to your Savior, Master Dean and I are going to show you all you’ll miss when ya crawl back to that silly, misspent life ya left behind when ya came here sniffing around for cock.” Me and Dino used every faggot in the house forcing grayfaggot to watch and listen. No more that a foot away from her she watched her brothers in the ecstacy of service. She was so close she could smell Our cum, the cum she LOVES. By dawn, she was begging not to leave, swearing she was Mine forever and absolutely screaming and begging to be forgiven and used in any way I desired. She even begged for physical torture if I’d only allow her to stay and be one of My cum dump.

Finally, We sent the faggots away and released her. Instantly she sprang for Me but I slapped her saying, ” Don’t be anxious. You don’t have permission for shit.” I told her I hoped she learned something and asked her what she could do to show Me she was sorry, what she could do to regain My trust.  She asked Us to please come with her to her room. When there she gathered every single personal belonging she’d brought, even photos, and gave them to Me keeping only her faggot uniforms that I provide faggots. We followed her outside to the burn barrel for trash and she threw everything in and lit it. As it caught fire and blazed she kissed My feet while crying and begging her Savior’s forgiveness and use. I looked at Dino and knew we both were thinking the same thing. We both began pissing on the faggot while it thanked Us and pleaded for use. It gulped at Our piss, desperately begging to used, fucked, and raped.  Without any answer I told it to get the fuck up and shower its nasty self. Inside We watched her shower and she stared and wondered why We watched. When she was dry I asked what she was going to do now to impress Us enough to CONSIDER allowing her to service Us. She broke down begging forgiveness and sobbing so heavily My stony countenance melted. I told her she was forgiven and she started kissing our feet, begging to be used. So from about 7am til now gray has been proving her devotion and has sworn to be the best faggot even born. LOL  Now I’m pretty sure she will be.

This is the 1st real problem I’ve had. I think I handled it fairly well. It sure got the solution I wanted. And it’s what grayfaggot really wanted too. I just had to show her how she needed Me. Life is good faggot. Now I’m gonna catch some winks and decide if this was enough punishment or if a little more is needed. I told the faggots not to write that I would handle everything. Maybe you won’t be swamped with letters. 

Got that? Make sense?

Hours later I received this follow-up from Master Chad to prove that the breaking of grayfaggot was a success.

I thought you’d be interested in this. When I woke My pussyface kissed Me like I like then told Me grayfaggot was outside the door and had been almost as long as I’d been sleeping. I told her to let her in. Before I could say shit she was asking permission to speak so I nodded. She said she hadn’t been able to rest, worrying her Savior couldn’t trust her, that she’d run away sometime. She’d come up with a plan to prove she was trustworthy as well as worthy. So intrigued I overlooked her brashness I asked her ‘plan’. Realizing her faux pas of suggesting I hadn’t really forgiven her as I said she started to cry and rambling to please forgive her, yada, yada, yada. I said it was ok. I know it’s a new world and she was still a baby faggot and to slow down and tell Me her ideas. 

She asked to be chained at the ankle in her room when not in use or doing chores so I was certain she would behave. She would do that from now on if I wanted. Tears of gratitude were in her eyes as she remembered this morning and thanked Me again for allowing her to stay. Then she held out her closed hand like she had something for Me. I held out My hand and she dropped cut up pieces of what had been her driver’s license and social security card. She looked Me in the eye and, “Savior I love You! I belong to You totally, forever! I swear. Please never throw Me away! Please,  I’m so sorry, so sorry.” and collapsed at My feet is tears.

Yeah, I believe that’s all good. Grayfaggot won’t be anymore trouble but I believe I will do as she asked and restrain her at night for a while. It will reassure her I want her, which is the real reason behind her plan–now she’s afraid I’ll ditch her. So I’ll comfort her and she doesn’t even realize what she’s done. You faggots, always so insecure.  LOL  

faggot I don’t know much about her past yet. I know she and her sister grew up in a crazy place in Mississippi. The parents were Pentacostal freaks, the kind that speak in tongues and pass goddamn snakes around begging fate to intervene. Stupid fucks! Faggot had to pretend to be a Man and protect her sister and at 15 or so bolted with her. The sister turned into the slut gray wanted to be and kinda deserted her while the sister fucked Me and half the state. [Don’t sweat faggot. Blood tests prove Jasper’s Mine”] That’s all I really know now but I got a feeling gray’s gonna be a LOT more open with her Savior from here on. LMAO  Goddamn,  I’m good! I think it’s time for My favorite–a liverwurst and horseradish sandwich on sourdough and a side of pickled beans. I’m fuckin starved! 

That nasty favorite meal aside, Master Chad clearly broke down grayfaggot in exactly the way it needed and transformed it in the most beautiful way imaginable. It’s a skill so few Alphas understand, and even if they manage to break a faggot, rebuilding it is far beyond their skill level.

But Master Chad and Master Dean have been trained by God Alpha Dino. They both understand it as naturally as they understand breathing.

Master Dean was definitely left in awe of his older brother through this. He sent me this endorsement after the dust settled on the experience:

This is just a bit of praise for My Brother. No need to answer. You are aware of the happenings of last evening/this morning. I must confess My Brother is certainly becoming the Man He is destined to become.  You should have seen how skillfully and deftly Chad took charge the situation. In less masterful hands it could have spiraled out of control. I could not have been more valiant Myself. Father will be so pleased. Chad doesn’t want to tell Him but I shall at the appropriate time.  Faggot I tell you without shame the entire tableau left Me energized, thrilled and very erect. I could not help but suck Chad’s cock and afterward pour My new found power upon My bunny who now sleeps, exhausted from our revels. I was almost too aggressively sexual for even bunny, who can gangbang with the best of faggots, and finally said, “Please Deener, I can’t take anymore.” Poor baby collapsed gasping and holding on for dear life so I ejaculated into her for the 4th (?) time and allowed her to sleep still lanced on My fully erect member. God! This power over so many beings is a heady, jubilant experience.  I am still unprepared to receive this blessing from Our God. I mighten ever be. We are GODS faggot! Were you present I should give you your wish of use beyond your dreams by your King. I cannot contain Myself. I must forage for a house faggot and continue this blessed release. My cock has no conscience, only a need to puncture and fill. Good evening faggot. Your King must conquer. 

I guess what I really want to emphasize here is that, when an Alpha (or two) break and rebuild a faggot, they save it … but they also become much more themselves. As Master Dean exclaimed, he and Master Chad are GODS because they can break and rebuild a faggot into something beautiful.

Such is the inheritance of our greatest Alphas!

This post is part of a thread documenting the rise of Alpha Shane, adopted brother of Master Chad. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

In the ongoing saga of Master Dino, there has been one figure in the family I haven’t touched on much yet. His name is Alpha Shane. He is an old friend of Master Chad, and is now employed as one of Master Dino’s bodyguards. That’s a perfect profession for Alpha Shane, because he’s built like a tank (like virtually every Man in Master Dino’s orbit) and has lived a rough life that has taught him resourcefulness and mental toughness.

Out of all of the Alphas living under Master Dino’s roof, Alpha Shane might be the most model-attractive one of the bunch. Many women have given him whatever he’s wanted throughout his life; their affections come easily to Alpha who look like him. But even with all of that female attention, Alpha Shane also occasionally used faggots.

Since becoming part of Master Dino’s clan, Alpha Shane has truly had his eyes opened to the worship of faggots. He has been given free reign to use any of the faggots owned and serving in the house, and he’s begun to discover what his gift of Alphahood really means.

Take, for example, something that happened recently. Alpha Shane was struggling with some emotional baggage arising from his troubled past, and he felt anxious. So he asked Master Dino if he could borrow his fagwife Jamie for some of the truly incredible worship and service that Jamie used to snag Master Dino years earlier.

And Master Dino generously obliged.

Afterward Alpha Shane wrote this to me about the experience:

In a flash I realized I needed to relieve My mind’s whirlwind of hot aggression and soft, loving darkness. I needed the worship, devotion, and unquenchable hunger of a faggot.

A quick text to Dad had mommy at My feet in 3 minutes with no sign that she had just wakened, douched the pussy or that she had any other purpose than to be My hole, to be filled with My cum, withstand My aggressive rutting, while amazingly pampering My ego and draining Me of pain and semen. There’s probably a truly fucked up psychological reason for it (And I refuse to explore it) but My heart swells as do My nuts when her eyes shine and she calls Me “her Big Boy”. All I want to know or feel is her “motherly love” and her sexual brand of healing My emotional wounds. After allowing mommy the indulgence of taking her time to literally worship My cock until My pain was forgotten, her faggot lust for Me was fueled by My first load. I poured Alpha aggression over her and didn’t stop until about 15 minutes ago.

Right now, I am looking down on one of the most beautiful sights I’ve ever seen. She clings to My body, suckling an empty, flaccid cock that has no more ejaculate to shoot into her. Sweat shines off both Master and faggot as she softly continues her litany of frantic requests of further use, more cum, and more of anything My body produces. My aggressive omnipotence sexually feeds her need to be dominated just as My cum and spit feed her body and soul.

Tonight the power and coupling of Man and faggot, dominance and submission, of use and service all combined into a gorgeous symphony that reinforced nature and Man and Man’s ownership of all this world contains. It is a MAN’S world and it exists for Man’s needs, use, and pleasure. We Men are born to rule and faggots are loving holes born to ingest our sperm and submit their bodies and souls to us. Men rule and rut, faggots suck and submit. It is natural.  It is eternal. It is Hierarchy. 

I don’t know about you, but I don’t think I’ve ever read anything quite as beautiful and soul-quenching as that. Alpha Shane clearly wrote that in the afterglow of supreme relief and renewal.

There is truly nothing better for a Man than the absolute and total worship of a faggot. It’s not just the expert sexual relief faggots provide. It is a satisfaction of the soul of a Man when a faggot gives him the worship he deeply craves. It’s something that only males understand at some DNA level. Females are simply not equipped to provide Men with that sense of Godhood.

Alpha Shane was able to bask in the healing powers of faggot worship, and he was renewed. It’s just the way Nature intended!

Hierarchy Is Truth!