This thread follows Jamie, a faggot who began service to a straight Alpha named Dino that has lasted 15 years and led to marriage. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!

I get many questions from faggots about the service of straight Alphas. I always warn them – you can definitely serve straight Alphas, but don’t expect it to last forever and definitely do not fall in love. It’s almost guaranteed that the straight Alpha will eventually fall in love with a female and leave the faggot behind.

But occasionally love has erupted between an Alpha and his faggot. In the five years of this blog, I’ve witnessed two marriages between Alphas and their faggots. So ultimately, it’s possible that love can occur.

But the letter I received from a faggot brother named Jamie really blew me away and destroyed any preconceptions I had about the potential of the straight Alpha/faggot dynamic. You see, Jamie met and began to serve a straight Alpha named Dino, and now 15 years later they are married!

The letter Jamie wrote to me is so breathlessly adoring of Alpha Dino (even after all of these years) that I had to re-read it a second time to absorb it all. It is one the greatest love letters I think I’ve ever read.

I’ll get out of the way and let James tell the story:

I first saw Alpha Dino at a friend’s home. He was staying with them while separated from his wife. He emerged from a shower and walked through the room on his way out. He had dark hair, blue eyes, dozens of tattoos, and a body to die for. He only had on jeans, tiny streams of water still adorning his body. Our eyes met and I immediately cast my gaze down, said hello, and tried not to orgasm. He was AWESOME. He grinned a tiny bit and went to his room. I told my friend, “I’m having that “. He said, “No, He’ll KILL you. He’s just out of jail and I’ve seen him beat men bigger than you down for just looking at Him.” I said, ” then I’ll die happy.”.

I stayed the night KNOWING that something would happen and sure enough at 6 AM there’s a knock on my door. It’s the Master. We started to talk and I was just honest about who I am and what I could be for him. We talked for 7 hours without stopping, discussing our past and present. At that time I just thought I could be his side piece and that He’d go back to the wife. I had yet to realize my true calling of faggot. He still had the attitude of Alpha Male but had been beaten down by so many women that He lacked confidence. His wife constantly undermined things like His dick size ( 9 x 5 wasn’t big enough for her) his looks ( He’s the most handsome Alpha I have ever seen) sex takes too long (when Daddy gets horned up he goes for hours and fills his bitch with several juicy loads) etc… so even though He hadn’t realized His Alpha potential, I did. Just as immediately He saw I was a faggot when I didn’t yet know my destiny.

So He decided to give a fag a try, only because I was a faggot who immediately worshiped him and because I was good for his self-esteem. He said we’d have a date. We rented a hotel room for after dinner but we never left that night. He was showering and commanded me to get in with him. He made me wash his Holy body. He got out, barked at me to hurry and wash and get the fuck in bed. I did. We got high and I worshiped his body for 4 hours. He refused to cum. I thought I might die. After lying awake at His feet watching Him sleep for 2 hours I put His dirty boxers up to my nose and mouth and went to sleep. In a while, I was awakened by His foot gently kicking my head. It was obvious I had cried myself to sleep. He grinned and told me to come to Him. He asked what the problem was and when I told him that I realized after our session that I knew I belonged to Him, that I was created for Him. I told Him His cum was all that I needed to be whole, to become everything that I needed to be, that His cum was sacred, it gave life, and how blessed I would be if He chose to gift me with it. He grinned and punched me in the chest. I came INSTANTLY and He became very serious. He told me He hadn’t cum because He hadn’t fucked me. He never came in a mouth because He came so much nobody ever wanted it. Girls had thrown up trying to take his cum, the few who even wanted to try. Never a cum freak I nonetheless told Him it was my destiny to be His and that meant swallowing every precious drop of His sacred cum. As a matter of fact, I had, overnight, developed an overwhelming NEED for every liquid from His omnipotent body. He ordered me to ” go get my fucking cum then cunt.” This Alpha Man/God shot a load like I never had before and I totally became his. I choked and swallowed, He growled and cursed and held me on it, forcing me to take it all.

Then the REAL sex and dominance began. He spent the next 19 hours fucking my face, cunting me for the first time, and showing me that I now belonged to him. That was 15 years ago and I still worship my Alpha God daily. I could count on 2 hands the days He hasn’t gifted me, blessed me with his gigantic load. I am proud to say I know what every inch of my Master’s body looks like, smells like, and tastes like. I am a lucky faggot. It was a VERY rough road for us. The situation fucked with Daddy’s head for years but we both finally found our path as Alpha Male and faggot (now I’m a faggot wife) I have His name, his seed, and His domineering love. Whether He makes love to me, fucks me, rapes and beats me, or just allows me to worship Him until He has no more cum to spray into me, I am truly blessed. He owns my soul. I am His…

I am truly blessed.  One of the best things about my Daddy is his ability to shoot a load and just keep on going. I am such a happy faggot. I am sure we’re not the typical Alpha and fag because of our different life experiences. He truly is a straight Alpha Male who just happens to love a submissive faggot. Not many people understand that He’s still straight. I did get permission to say this. When He decided that I could be one of His holes He was still fucking women, as a Stud should be doing.

But after about 5 years He decided no cunt but me would be allowed to have His cum because it so SO Sacred so He started keeping His used rubbers, tied up and tucked under His nuts for warmth, and bringing them home to lucky me. While I hate to admit I wished that He’d stop seeing women I knew an Alpha deserved to fuck ANY cunt that He wanted. The fact He was gifting me with His cum instead of them told me lots about His feelings for me. I tell you the 1st time he did that I worshiped Him until He had no more cum. We found out that when cum is depleted, then blood oozes out. I had my Alpha God’s sweat, cum, piss, spit, AND blood that night. That was also after the first night He allowed His fucktard cumhole to sleep wrapped in His hard, Macho arms. Now I am allowed to sleep in bed with Him most of the time. Sometimes I sleep at His feet which is very satisfying.  I belong at His feet  and sit on the floor between His legs unless i am busy caring for Him. Sometimes He allows me to sleep with my face in His junk when I have been a good bitchboy.  When I have been stupid or bad I might get smacked or punched or kicked. If I am VERY bad He will make me stand on my knees in the bathroom and watch him piss into the empty tub where I would usually sit and then rub out one one his huge loads and wash it down the sink instead of feeding me.

After 15 years I am His in every way. Thanks to our marriage He now LEGALLY owns me, I have his name, and I have worked my way up His relationship chart. That means from our 1st meeting I was his hole to cum in. That is the bottom rung. Next reward is being His cunt, then His bitch, then His boy, then His baby, and at last His wife. But as He says almost daily, just because I have made it to wife I should never forget that, at my base I am nothing but his hole to cum in. Nothing in this world could make me feel so complete, so at peace as knowing I am my ManGod’s hole to cum in. my life’s purpose is fulfilled.  I am His fag.

P.S. Don’t think it’s been an easy life. Our 1st year or 2 were VERY dark ones. It’s a wonder I am still alive to tell my story. Daddy was, and is, a REAL Man. He’s a thug, He’s been in prison, He’s beaten 5 men at one time with me watching. He’s beaten me badly, there have been separations, misunderstandings, and lots of drugs and sex and bodily fluids PUMPED into me–all of it His–but it was all worth my reward, Him. I only pray that I have been the best cumwhore and perverted dirty bitch that I could possibly be because that’s what my God deserves–the BEST!   

It’s overwhelming, isn’t it?

I absolutely loved the eruption of passion between these two from the start. Sometimes it overtakes us, doesn’t it? This awesomely-powerful straight Apex Alpha saw the worship he wanted in the eyes of this helpless faggot, and simply took it.

I also loved the bit where Alpha Dino would fuck a female and tuck the used condom under his balls to keep it warm so he could feed it to his faggot when he got home. So powerful!

Jamie has hinted that Alpha Dino might be willing to talk to me (apparently he is the strong, silent type) which thrills me to no end. I adore talking to straight Alphas about their road to faggot ownership, but this case is extra special because of the long marriage. I really hope he manages to give me some time!

I don’t know if this example helps or hurts the multitude of faggots hoping for something like this for themselves. I guess the lesson is that you never know what might happen whenever you meet an Alpha, but nothing will ever happen if you don’t submit and offer yourself. Jamie offered himself, and now he lives a dream with a God!

The following post is part of a thread following the submission of a faggot named Ethan to an experienced black Master known as King Karter. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Ethan was worried that it might be a while before his new Master, King Karter, used him sexually. The other house faggots of King Karter had pretty much told him to be patient.

But my experiences with black Alphas told me something else. I figured King Karter would want to try out his new property as soon as possible!

Guess who was right?

Ethan send me a breathless email detailing his first sexual experience with this hung, dominant God Alpha. Turns out, he was breathless for a reason!

Hi Sam!
I am sorry for not e-mailing sooner. I have been so busy with classes and getting ready for finals, working out at the gym, and now serving King. I have not had time to sit down and tell you what has happened! I didn’t even remember not emailing you until King asked if I had told you what happened because he had not seen a post from me on your site. (I think he is checking up on me 🙂 ) I went for my scheduled time to clean and help with the cooking. He was at his place last Thursday evening, he is not always there when I am, but he was this time. I got on my knees in front of him, looking at the floor, and asked for permission to speak with him. (Which is the way we need to ask if we need to speak in his presence.)

I took your advice, and you were, right of course! King Karter and his superior mind know exactly what to do. He even said he knew this would come up and had already had a plan for me. King said, “I know you would have to go home this summer but after next year I would like you to move here permanently, maybe even move in with #3.” I was so happy that he still wanted me to serve him, and be with my brother faggots. When I emailed you last, I was nervous he would not want me or would think I wanted to leave, which was not the case.  I would have to go home and talk to my family about moving in with some friends from school.  I think they would be ok with it, so I will have to talk to them about it, but right now, I will still be in the dorms next year.

King also had some ways to keep me in my faggot mind under his control. It will be some of the same ways he takes command of #2 and 4. I will have to check in with him 2-3 times a week. I must be naked and caged on while on FaceTime. I must keep doing Poppers trainings, and sometimes while facetiming with him. I must keep up my practice with my dildos, also while on FaceTime. And, I must still keep submiting my fag tax on a bi weekly basses. I did tell him I still did not want to be recorded, and he said he would honor that for now, and he would not record while I was Face-timing him. I also said I would have to find times when no one was home or maybe late at night, as my mom lives in a 3-bedroom apartment, and it will be hard to keep her and my sister from hearing me. He understood but told me if he requests a meeting, he will get one, and I replied, “Yes, sir, I understand.”

He will gave me two cock cadges to bring home and will have me buy 2 more specific dildos, ones closer to his massive cock. Which I found out then was about 7.5″ soft and 9″ long, hard, and about just under 4″thick.

He then started petting me on the head with one hand, like a pet dog, and told me that he valued my service and my commitment to him, and started rubbing his cock in his shorts with the other hand. He had me get a bottle of poppers from the shelf. And kneel in front of him. His big dark skined dick was already out when I returned and getting hard. I knelt back down and looked up at him. He took the bottle and had me take 4 big hits, 2 in each nostril. Then had had me sniff this pubs and balls and shaft again, all the time while his King dick was grown next to my face. He would have me repeat, me hitting and smelling him a few times. I could feel the heat and power from his massive dick. He asked if I wanted a taste this time, I said I would be so honored and I would love it more than anything, I begged him, “Please King, please can I taste your thick dark dick!” “Your Big Black Cock!” He likes race play, # 3, and #1 told me to really play into that, so I was!

After licking the sides of the shaft up and down about 10 times on each side. He had me just put the head in my mouth. I was to lick and nurse on it, like a baby on a tit. All the while, he had me keep looking up at him; he liked me looking up at him and keep eye contact, and he slowly slid it down my throat. And started to fuck my mouth. I was a bit nervuse he was going to be as hard on me as he was with #1 the last time I watch him throat fuck #1. But he was slow at first. I think he wanted me to get used to it.

At first, I was only getting about half in. He had me hit a lot more poppers as I was sucking him off. I would pull off, and he would hold the bottle under my nose. Then he would fuck my mouth harder and longer, each time pushing my head farther down. He would hold my head and make me gag hard on him. I have sucked about 15 dicks, before from Grinder, but his was longer and thicker then any I have sucked before. This was the first black cock I was also sucking, I have never sucked black cock before! It was thicker, stronger, and harder then any white cock I have sucked and serviced, before!  King kept pushing my head deeper down on his dick, it was in my throat and I was gagging a lot. All the while, he kept commanding me to look up at him and keep eye contact. My eyes were watering a lot, almost crying.

At this point, it was hard to breathe easily, and I was gasping for breath. He would take his dick out of my mouth or pull it out about half way to let me take a breath. He then would have me look up at him and make me say “I’m a White Faggot!” ” I am a Faggot cocksucker.”  ” I love Black Cock (in my mouth).”   over and over, with his cock in my mouth. He laughed and really got a kick out of that. Sometimes, it was so deep in my throat, it just sounded like gargling.

Now he was fucking me harder now and using my hair as like handles pulling me up and down on his cock! He was starting to get rougher, I have never had a alpha fuck me like this, this far down my throat. It was hard to breathe. He had me practice learning how to breath around his thick cock in my mouth and down my throat. At first, it was hard; I was almost hyperventilating and gasping for air. Then I got to understand his rhythm, and he would keep it so I could breathe. When I would suck air in, I could not just smell him and his cock, but it alomst felt like I was sucking in his Alphahood. Now that I had a rytham, he had me take it down so far I had to put my nose in his pubs. He kept me there for so long, I was trying to pull away, I think it was just my body. I tried desperately to fight it, but I felt like I was going to pass out! I tried so hard to breath around his thick dick in my air way but it was to hard, I was almost was puking at that point that he let me go. I was puking a lot of bile and saliva.

He was going harder now, almost how you discrbe Cunting but in my throat. He was cunting my throat for real. But now he would only let me off about half his dick, and kept the other half in my mouth and down my throat to breath. He kept fucking me like this, for about 5 minutes and hitting the back of my head a few times, slapping me on the face with his hand and cock.

Then he started to speed up. Keeping me down on his pubs longer and longer, I almost passed out a few times.  Then he pulled out and shouted,  ” Dink my Black seed Faggot!”  He then shot two huge ropes or cum all over my face and tongue, and then quickly shoved it deep down my throat again. So far down my nose was in his pubs again. He then proceeded to pump about 3 or 4 more hot loads in me. It felt like it was hitting the inside of my upper chest; I could not feel it in my mouth, just sliding down my esophagus. Then when he calmed down he pulled me off and wiped my cum covered face with his is thick black cock, wipping all the cum, saliva and sweat all over. He said “You have a good faggot face, with all that cum on it like that!” I felt so proud and wanted in that moment! His seed tasted so strong, I don’t know, is it because he is a black Alpha? Is that why it tastes so strong, or because he was a real alpha? He tasts diffrent from the other men I’ve sucked off, mostly stronger, more potent, better then the others.

He just sat there, in his chair, while I knelt between his legs, smelling his pubes and crotch. He smelled like heaven, the best smell I could smell in my life!

After a while, He said he needed to take a piss, and told me I was thrursty. I was a bit nervous knowing what would come next, what he wanted. But I did not fail him, I said with a smile, “Yes, sir.” I wanted to show him how gratful I was that I got to suck him off. Even though I was not looking forward to it, I know it was one of my duties.

He took me into the bathroom where I was to sit in the tub and look up at him. He pointed the head of his dick at my face and told me to open my mouth and drink as much as I can, he would stop a few times to let me swallow, and I did. He put out a long, heavy stream, and I flinched at first, trying to fight that instinct to pull away. I had to fight hard as it filled my mouth. It was a very strong flavor, I struggled at first to swallow it down when he stopped the stream. I gagged and almost puked a few times, He slapped the back of my head, and shouted at me that I better not puke up his cum, or I will get a beating for wasting it. It was very hard not to, but I held it in as best as I could. He told me to open back up and hit me with another hot stream. I don’t like hot or warm drinks much, but I tried to imagine in my head that it was like tea. That I think helped a bit. And by the third time, my mouth was full, I didn’t mind it at all, I started to like it even. I think I liked it, not for the taste. But for the fact that it was a humiliating aspect, that it made me feel like I was a subhuman. Like a thing like a urinal under him. Getting the privilege to drink what was coming out of his dick. I think that mindset helped me like it a lot. The 5th mouthful was not much, and some went over my face and in my hair. I liked it, and I almost felt sad it was ending. Is this a common reaction that faggots have to things like piss or other things that they might not want to do at first? In some way, I am kinda looking forward to drinking it again, and in some ways, I wouldn’t mind if he didn’t. It’s weird.

He told me I could not wash him off (my body) until I got back to my dorm. Which was super scary because I was afraid someone would see me, talk to me and smell his piss and cum on me. But I made it back and ran into the shower. Even though part of me didn’t want to wash it off. I could still smell him and his piss and cum on my body. However, I was too scared that someone would smell it too.

This happened on Thursday. He texted me today, asking if I had told you yet, and telling me to come to his place Saturday afternoon. I am not allowed to eat anything about 12 hours before, and I must clean myself out as best as I can before coming. But I will have time to clean out there. I also must fuck myself everyday this week for at least 1-2 hours a day. I am pretty sure he’s is going to cunt me. I am very scared and also so excited at the same time. (probably a little more scared though, as I don’t want to disappoint him, because it’s my first time. And I know he will be very rough the first time.) I did ask him if he liked my service on Thursday. He said, “Yes, Not bad!” He could tell I had sucked cock before and I was a natural cock sucking faggot, but he said my technique will get better when you suck more black cocks. “But not bad for a good cocksucking faggot!”  Even though I was not the best cock sucking faggot he had, I felt good with his answer, it makes me feel like a good faggot! Even thought my throat was very sore for a few days and it was hard to talk.

This is practically a textbook example of how to claim and train a faggot cocksucker. King Karter’s control is quite obvious from Ethan’s words above. It’s great that he took firm control of Ethan’s head and forced his giant dick down Ethan’s throat! Far too many faggots, when confronted by huge dicks, rely on hand manipulation of the shaft while focusing their mouth on the head. While certainly easier, it doesn’t teach the faggot any advanced skills. King Karter was doing Ethan a huge favor by training him to open his throat and hunger for the entire length of his black meat inside him.

I wanted to take a moment to answer a couple of Ethan’s questions.

In the body of the story above Ethan asked why black Alpha cum tastes stronger than the cum of other Men. This is something I’ve experienced as well, and I can’t say that I’ve ever found a definitive answer on it. I’m probably biased when I say that I do think black Alphas are superior to other Men, and their sexual prowess/fertility is probably tied to stronger, more nutrient-rich sperm/semen. But that’s just a guess.

Ethan also asked: Sam, why do Alphas always want us to look up at them while we suck them? Why do they like the eye contact?

This one is easier to answer. There are two primary reasons why they want us to look into their eyes when we’re sucking them. (1) They want to see the level of desire in their cocksucker’s eyes, and (2) they want to see the amount of struggle in the faggot’s eyes. Either way, it’s a power move.

I’m so impressed not only by my brother Ethan, but also by King Karter! I wish we had more actual black Masters who understand how to take ownership of faggots and dedicate time to training!

I think Ethan is about to be cunted by King Karter! Can’t wait to hear how that goes!!!

This long, pretty hot clip features a young Alpha wrestling with a faggot, overpowering it, and then using it.

The wrestling part reminds me of me and my first Alpha before he actually forced me to be his cocksucker. He used to wrestle me like this.

It was a test. I passed.

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the enslavement of a 53-year-old faggot (a former Top) named Mike by a 31-year-old Alpha Master named Steve. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

It’s pretty clear that Master Steve, despite being just 31 years old, is quite advanced when it comes to faggot ownership. He seems like a proud owner of his faggot Mike, and that pride allows him to do things with faggots that most other Masters fail to do.

Like using faggots to mentor younger Alphas.

Mike recently received the following texts from his Master:

You can only imagine how terrified Mike was with this news. I mean, I’m sure Mike was also excited by the prospect of serving a young Alpha relative of his Master … but he clearly had to perform up to Master Steve’s unyielding standards! The pressure was on!

So I waited a little while before reaching back out to Mike for an update. But boy, it was a doozie!

What a weekend with Steve’s cousin, Alex. I left work a bit early on Friday since Alex’s plane was landing at 5:45. I circled the airport a few times waiting to see him come out. He texted me that he’d just grabbed his luggage and was heading out. When I saw him, he looked like a young god—6’2”, about 200 lbs, dark hair, and a mustache. Standing next to him was another guy, just as hot. I pulled up and waved, and Alex immediately started walking to the car, casually leaving their luggage on the sidewalk. I got out, said hello, and loaded everything in the trunk. We made small talk, and Alex introduced me to his friend AJ—who I later found out was only 19. About five miles down the road, nervous and unsure, I asked Alex if he needed to use the restroom or wanted me to get him or AJ something to drink. He said, “Yeah, pull over at the next exit,” so I did. I pulled into a gas station and sat there unsure of what to do. Finally, Alex looked at me and said, “You wanna drink my piss here or in the bathroom?” I said, “Wherever you want, Sir.” He replied, “Here. I don’t feel like walking.” I wasn’t sure what AJ was thinking, but after I was done with Alex, he told me to go drink AJ’s in the back seat. I did exactly as I was told, straining so much in my cage the entire time.

When we got back to Steve’s, they walked straight inside, leaving me to unload their luggage. Once I got it all in, Steve told me to unpack their clothes and get everything hung up or put away. When I finished, I went into the living room and Steve motioned for me to kneel. He stood up and pissed down my throat. By then, I was so full of piss and so hard in my cage I could barely think. Steve told me to get everyone a drink and start my weekend chores, reminding me I wouldn’t have much time on Saturday or Sunday to do them. I spent the rest of Friday night exhausted—cleaning, doing Steve’s laundry, being their urinal, and serving drinks while they played video games. At one point, Steve called me over while he was still gaming and made me suck him as he talked. He said, “Just to set expectations: Alex—and only Alex—for the next 10 days, has the same rights I do. You’ll do whatever he says, just like you do for me. Understand?” I stopped sucking just long enough to say, “Yes Sir.” He said, “Good. Now go finish the kitchen.”

They got tired around 11:30 and went to bed, leaving me to finish up. Steve came out to give me a kiss and reminded me that it was Alex’s birthday Saturday, so I needed to have his cake ready that night. I finally got to bed around 1am. Steve rolled over, fucked me, blew his load all over my cage, and said, “Get some sleep. Breakfast needs to be on the table by 7.” My cage was driving me crazy—I hadn’t cum in three weeks, and I was straining and frustrated. I knew it was selfish to focus on my own needs, but it was getting harder to ignore. Eventually, I passed out, only to be woken by my watch alarm at 5:45am.

I started cooking and had the table set by 6:50. I went to wake Steve, and while I was drinking his morning piss, I heard AJ come to the door. Steve told him we’d be ready in a minute. We walked to the kitchen and found Alex and AJ already at the table. Steve and I both wished Alex a happy birthday—he looked adorable with his messy bedhead. I poured everyone coffee and sat down, but Alex looked straight at me and said, “I need to piss. Get under the table and fully service me while I eat.” I looked at Steve—he didn’t even glance at me. I knew I had to follow Alex’s orders. I got under the table and drank Alex’s piss, sucking him the entire time he ate. At one point Alex said, “I can’t believe this is actually happening.” Steve replied, “Told you—when you have a faggot that’s yours, you can mold them into anything you need.” While I sucked Alex, Steve talked to him and AJ about the things he’d trained me to do and some ideas he had in mind. Alex stopped me several times—he didn’t want to cum yet. “I’ve got a better place for this load,” he said. When breakfast was over, Steve told me to eat light and get the kitchen cleaned up. He said he wanted to fuck.

After I finished cleaning, I went into the living room where they were playing video games and sat beside Steve. He asked if everything was cleaned. I told him it was. He said, “Good. Why don’t you take your clothes off and go suck AJ for a bit? I want to watch.” AJ smirked, pulled his cock out of his gym shorts, and I started sucking. I must have touched my cage a few times without realizing it—just a natural reaction from the pressure and frustration—and Steve snapped, “What did I tell you about touching your cage?” I apologized and focused back on AJ. Moments later, I felt someone come behind me—it was Alex. He spit on my ass a few times, and I knew what was coming. As he started sliding into me, I lifted my head from AJ and moaned. Steve laughed. It was my first time ever being spit-roasted in front of Steve, and it was overwhelming. Alex’s cock felt incredible, and sucking AJ while being used made me feel completely owned. Steve said, “Happy birthday, buddy. You’re going to be a mini-me.” I could hear the pride in his voice. AJ said he was about to cum, and Steve told me to stop. “All loads today go in his ass—not his mouth.” Alex pulled out and sat on the couch so AJ could fuck me. He didn’t last long before filling me up. Steve stood and said, “I want to cum now, but I want Alex to have the last load for his birthday.” Steve took his time, fucking me rough and deep while Alex and AJ watched. “When you fuck a fag, you don’t have to be gentle,” he said. I was on the edge of tears by the time he finished and blew inside me. Then Alex stepped up to take the final round. He wasn’t as rough, but he still made sure I was bred properly. I was left exhausted, dripping with all their loads. Alex said, “Don’t move. I want to try something.” He came back with the butt plugs Steve had recently bought. “I’m going to plug you, fag. You’ll stay plugged the rest of the day.” He asked Steve which one to use, and Steve said, “Go light—he’s never used them.” Even the smallest one was thick, around seven inches. When Alex slid it in, it took my breath away. Steve said, “Rest a second, then get us drinks. After that, make Alex’s cake, then you can take a short nap.” I was beyond exhausted, but I gathered the strength and did exactly what they asked.

That night, all three of Steve’s alpha friends came over, along with Alex and AJ. I was expected to be nude, plugged, and locked all night—serving drinks and snacks. About an hour in, Steve pulled me aside and gave me one of his signature “choices” to test me. “You’ve got two options,” he said. “Go get the piss gag and come back to ask—out loud, in front of everyone—if you can please be our urinal tonight and stay locked for two more weeks. Or, you can just drink mine and Alex’s piss the rest of the night and unlock Sunday afternoon. The choice is yours. Choose wisely.” I was so horny I could barely think. Unlocking Sunday was tempting, but I knew choosing that would be selfish. I didn’t want to let Steve or Alex down.

I walked to the bedroom, mind racing, and picked up the piss gag. When I returned to the living room, I knelt and said, “Excuse me, Master Steve. Sorry to interrupt, but may I please wear the piss gag and be the party urinal tonight?” The room erupted in laughter. Alex said, “Damn—he really is a true fag.” Steve smiled and said, “Absolutely, fag. Just don’t waste a single drop—or there will be hell to pay.” I stayed kneeling as Steve strapped the gag in. One by one, all six of them used me. I thought I was going to drown. I was soaked, plugged, locked, and completely lost in submission. I’d never felt such a high—emotionally, mentally, physically. It was an overwhelming and transformational moment. And Steve just smiled. He knew exactly what he’d done to me.

That night, after everyone left, Steve, Alex, and AJ each took turns fucking me again. We all ended up crashing in the same bed.  Before we fell asleep Steve kissed me and said how proud of me he was and thanks for making Alex Birthday Special.  I knew then I had made the right choice.

Sunday was a bit more relaxed. I had breakfast ready by 7am, and by 10, we were back at the gym. After the workout, we went into the sauna. It was hot, wet, and foggy, and Alex looked at me and said, “Start sucking.” I got on my knees and took him in my mouth. Just then, a guy walked in. I paused, but Steve popped my ass and said, “Don’t stop.” The guy just sat across from us and started jerking off while I kept sucking. After Alex came, I sucked Steve, then AJ. The guy finished on the floor, cleaned himself up, and walked out without a word.

Locked for two more weeks now. That’ll make six total. And I’ve never felt more owned in my life.

These kinds of true stories always astound me. The things powerful straight Alphas do are so fearless and perception-altering that I can’t keep up with them – and I’m a faggot who knows this truth and expects it!

I love that Master Steve clearly mentored his straight cousin Alex on the use of faggots, and was using Alex’s birthday as a pretext to further train Alex’s understanding of Alpha power through faggot use. I understand that there are straight Men reading this who are thinking, “I don’t need to use a faggot sexually in order to feel powerful,” but until you’ve actually stood over a faggot and pissed down its throat or face fucked a faggot until you pumped every drop of cum into it … you don’t really understand that level of power.

I’m so proud of my brother Mike for being eager and willing to do whatever he could to serve his Master and his fellow Alphas. It’s such a privilege to be used this way! So many faggots balk at opportunities of this sort given the dehumanization and the pressure these situations place on a faggot. But if you’re not willing to give up yourself when called upon by an Alpha, then you don’t deserve to serve these Kings!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the ascension of a straight Alpha named Mike who has taken ownership of his first faggot named Benjamin. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

The transformation of straight Master Mike has been pretty astounding, but unsurprising. Over the years I have witnessed many powerful straight Alphas profoundly changed by the ownership of a good faggot; think of Masters Jin, Nick, and Matt from Canada, just to name a few. These straight Alphas come to understand that a faggot truly fulfills certain aspects of their Alphahood that cannot be accessed any other way, and so they become protective of it the same way they protect their faithful dog or their prized car.

When I first met Master Mike, he had been Benjamin’s good friend for many years and was just beginning to accept and understand Benjamin’s purpose as a faggot. In other words, there was already a friendship there, but he was now shifting the focus of the friendship towards one of service and ownership. This is often a difficult transition, but things seemed to be moving along orderly.

But then something recently happened to awaken Master Mike’s protective instincts, and like any great Protector Alpha, he moved quickly to fix it. Read on:

It has been a busy couple of weeks. Thought I would reach out to catch you up now everything is settled down. Benji is now fully moved in with me. The lease on his flat will be up at the end of next month but we moved his stuff into my spare room. If you remember the dickhead who was trying to get to him? The one who was at my Alpha party and tried to order him around. Well he didn’t take the hint when I told him to fuck off and leave Benji alone. I don’t know how he found out where it was but he turned up at Benji’s work (my guess is LinkedIn) one afternoon and followed Benji home. We didn’t realise this. Cut 3 days later when Benji was at my place cleaning. His phone starts going off with his doorbell camera. The fucker spent 30 mins knocking at the door and asking to be let in. We have passed it to the police along with the texts. But Benji didn’t feel safe in his home so he permanently lives with me now. I don’t think any normal man would not leap at the offer of a live in housecleaning cooking double ended fleshlight lol. And if he is here I can keep him safe.

The sexual service has carried on. It doesn’t seem to matter how rough you get with a fag. They just take it and seem to love it. Benjis blowjobs have become an almost religious worship of my Alphahood rather than serving and swallowing. I also didn’t think it would be so much fun milking his faggot loads out of him. Thank you so much for your tip on faggot maintenance. Once a week he is tied down and uncaged. I finger his cunt till he cums and make him lick it up. He is permitted to clean himself and the cage under my supervision. And then it is back on. It is definitely going to be one of the things I teach the guys once we have sorted out some more faggots for the group. We have an audition next Sunday. Little local faggot (let’s call him Timmy). Just a poker night for us while Benji shows him the ropes. Might be fun for the guys to have a faggot ass I let them fuck too. Benji is mine. Timmy will be communal. Do you think that will cause a hierarchy between the faggots? Or do they only form between men with faggots as one bottom tier?

It’s so thrilling to me to hear how swiftly and decisively Master Mike acted in order to secure the safety of his faggot! It sounds like this other dude was pretty unhinged, and Benji is a helpless faggot who could’ve been hurt … or worse. I hate to even think about it!

But that is really what great Protector Alphas do – they act as a righteous buffer against toxic masculinity. They do this, not by being pussified, touchy-feely versions of Alphas, but rather by being a sort of ultimate warrior shielded by nobility and virtue and truth. Think Superman, without the tights. They truly are the real-life superheroes of our broken world.

Meanwhile, Master Mike is now enjoying full-time service of a talented and devoted faggot like Benji, and he loves it! I knew that Master Mike would eventually get to this point. All cocky, powerful Alphas like him eventually understand that they deserve such treatment. Also, the convenience of having a throat or a hole to fuck at any moment is beyond tempting for any Man. I found it funny that Master Mike mentioned the fact that faggots can be pounded brutally without complaint, but rather that brutality is met with enthusiasm. It’s just how we are wired.

But Master Mike is now plotting to become a mentor to his Alpha Pack brothers by teaching them the wonders of faggot ownership/use. This is a step toward God Alphahood, and I’m curious to see how this plays out. Typically, this is not a difficult process as long as the Alpha in the mentorship role is deeply respected and revered as I suspect Master Mike is.

Master Mike finished his latest story with this amusing anecdote:

Benji does seem very eager to give blowjobs. He also seems to be able to make me cum in about 5 mins but chooses to take as much time as I will give him. Had him suck me off for literally the whole of the Return of the King extended edition. Wanted to see when he would get bored but he didn’t let up. Kept it feeling good while not finishing me off.

Faggots have always surprised straight Alphas with our endurance and our eagerness to please. And every time I hear that, I smile. When will straight Alphas learn that faggots are BORN to serve them just the way they’ve always wanted?

Classic, perfect form for this reverent cocksucker, the exact kind of worship a God Alpha like @TheRealKingCock deserves! Deliberately long, slow strokes accentuate the length and girth of his meat, which excites him even more for penetration!

Alphas know their cocks rule the world. They love seeing how their cocks force submission in others, how desperate they are to service them.

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the rise of an Alpha named Moby who has slowly ascended to become the Master of Johnny, his submissive boyfriend of two years. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

As someone who has been teaching Hierarchy online day and night for most of ten years, I’ve been frustrated by the persistent emphasis on the fetishistic and the aggressiveness of the movement. Yes, I know it’s hot … but so much more is possible. I know, because I’ve been fortunate to experience those deeper levels, and I’ve always endeavored to feature true stories that go beyond the surface hierarchical power dynamics.

My brother Johnny has been in a relationship with his boyfriend Moby for two years, and over that time Moby has become more dominant while Johnny has likewise developed submissively. Master Moby has been methodical in his claiming of Johnny, leading him step by step down the inevitable path to his final purpose as Master Moby’s prized and beloved faggot.

I know little about the full extent of this process, but what I’ve seen has been glorious.

Here’s Johnny’s beautiful new update:

Hi Sam,

It’s been a few weeks since I last wrote, and so much has changed—in the best, kinkiest ways possible. I really appreciate your response and feedback. You encouraged me to accept Moby’s offer and explore things further.

Moby and I have been diving deeper into our dynamic. He’s taken a more guiding hand in shaping how I see myself and my body—and honestly? I’ve never felt more seen. Now all of my focus is on His cock. Although I’m still as horny as I ever was before (if not more so), I think I’m slowly finding other outlets to express my pent-up horniness. One of the newest things He introduced was laser hair removal. He thought it would help me feel even more like the soft, submissive boy I’m becoming for Him. So, with my full excitement (and nerves), we started the process. Legs, stomach, butt, pubes—everything below the eyebrows and above the neck—it’s all smooth now. After the third session, I caught myself admiring the mirror. I looked… owned. And I loved it. There’s no hair left. It almost makes me look prepubescent now.

The chastity cage has become a constant now. We’ve made it a little ritual: every couple of days when we shower together, Moby unlocks me, takes His time washing me with these slow, deliberate strokes, calling my locked-up penis my “nub”—a word that’s strangely grown on me. At first, it made me blush with embarrassment. But now, when He looks me in the eyes and says, “My sweet little nub doesn’t need attention,” I melt. It’s not degrading—it’s affirming. He knows how I want to be seen even when I don’t.

I’ve even started using numbing cream sometimes before locking back up—at Moby’s suggestion. It takes the edge off the ache, dulls the need a little. Makes me forget my dick entirely. And when I forget it, all I think about is Him. His pleasure. His body. His control. The few times when Moby unlocks me for a cleaning now, it almost feels uncomfortable. My…nub…has started to feel so sensitive, especially when the streams of water hit it from the shower head. I almost start begging Moby to put the cage back on right away so that things feel “normal” again.

There was one morning, after showering together, that Moby decided to leave the cage off to 1) let my nub breathe a bit, and 2) He had ordered a new, smaller cage which was going to arrive later that evening. He noticed a few days prior that I wasn’t completely filling in my previous cage which would cause my nub to grow semi-hard and cause me pain. He decided a smaller chastity cage would do me better. I remember feeling SO uncomfortable that entire day until the new cage arrived. It was extremely overstimulating feeling my dick rub against the inside of my briefs underwear—something I haven’t felt in a long time. I took a sigh of relief when Moby finally slipped the new cage on. I was at home again,

Moby also surprised me with something wild—a make-a-willy replica of Himself. An exact silicone version of His dick, down to every curve and vein. He handed it to me with a smirk and said, “Now you have something of Me to keep you company when I’m busy and gone.” It’s become my new favorite thing. When I’m desperate and horny, I’ll lie down on the bed, put my legs up, lube up my hole, and slide it in—imagining Him on top of me, whispering all the filthy things He’d say. And yeah… sometimes I get so wound up, my body will tremble and leak a bit, like it’s trying to cum without permission. It’s never quite satisfying, but that edge? That ache? It keeps me hungry for Him.

We’ve grown more comfortable leaning into the fantasy—roles, rituals, expectations. Moby has encouraged me to sit down when I pee now. That’s the only way I’m allowed to pee at home and out in public. It felt strange at first, but now it feels right. Intimate, even. He’ll sometimes come into the bathroom while I’m sitting there, kiss my neck, or murmur something teasing in my ear. And sometimes—this part is so hot—he’ll stand right in front of me, unzip, pull out His plump, flaccid cock and pee into the toilet between my spread legs. Never on me, never without my consent. Just a quiet display of dominance, this unspoken moment where I sit and submit while He stands and releases, and I look up at Him and feel… so perfectly beneath Him in the best way as I listen to his pee hit the pool of water in the bowl—something I can no longer do.

I have to confess something that happened one of the last times that Moby did that. After He was done pissing, and before He put His cock away, Moby stood there for a bit with His penis dangling in front of my mouth. Almost teasing me. There was a drop of urine still hanging onto the tip of His dick. It made me feel…some sort of way. Moby must have noticed me staring because He looked me in the eye, nodded His head as if to say, “It’s alright, go ahead,” and I leaned forward and gently wrapped my mouth around the glands of His penis and sucked that last drop of pee off. I felt a tingle go down my spine. It tasted slightly salty but surprisingly better than I had imagined. He zipped up, gave me a smirk, a pat on the head and walked off.

That whole day He didn’t fuck me, and it drove me crazy. That night when I sat down to pee again, Moby walked into the bathroom and just looked at me and my locked nub. It was a kind of look that I hadn’t seen on His face before. I felt exposed. It made my stomach churn in the best way possible. He got closer, slowly began unbuckling His pants—still staring at me. He slid His pants down to His feet, then His boxers, and His cock flopped out. His dick was soft but looking somewhat plump. He bent down to my ear and whispered, “I chugged a ton of water and have been needing to piss so bad for the past 3 hours, baby. Do you wanna be my good boy and be my urinal?” I froze for a second not knowing how to respond. He had never asked that before. I filled with confusion and excitement. All I could say was, “Yes, Sir.”

He gently put His hand on the back of my head and pulled me in. He first slid the tip of His cock into my mouth and then slowly began filling my throat with the rest of His shaft. He held my head firm against His pubes. Once He was all the way in, I felt Him twitch inside me as He said, “Get ready, baby.” I felt a warm stream of liquid hit the back of my throat. It started slow at first and then got stronger. It was so warm. My instincts kicked in and I just began swallowing. I didn’t taste much because He was so far in. I felt His dick twitch some more in my mouth as His steady stream of piss turned into a slow trickle before dying off completely. He slowly pulled out of my mouth and kissed me as He said, “Now that’s my good boy.” I melted. Now I was really horny. Moby could tell.

Without either one of us saying a word, I opened my mouth again and Moby slid inside me. I felt His cock grow bigger and harder in my mouth. Soon He got hard all the way and filled up the back of my throat. He gripped the back of my head and started sliding in and out all the way. I let Moby face fuck me until He got close to cumming. Once He got close, He shoved my head all the way onto His cock and started deep thrusting. I couldn’t breathe as his pubes tickled my nose. I felt His penis tense up right before it began to pulse violently. He let out a deep moan. Thick, warm ropes of semen hit the back of my throat. I swallowed it all.

The other night, something happened that still lingers in my mind—in the warmest, most blissed-out way.

After Moby finished fucking me…again, like He does every night—deep, steady thrusts that left me panting and full—we curled up on the couch to watch some TV. I was still stretched open and aching in the best way, feeling the warmth of Him inside me even as we settled in to cuddle. His load still inside me. He must’ve still felt it. That pulse of hunger. Because out of nowhere, He leaned in, nuzzled behind my ear, and slid His hand under the waistband of my shorts.

Without a word, He tugged them down. Then my underwear. I just lifted my hips, like it was instinct. He ran a single finger over my hole—slow, circling, teasing. I shivered. My body still felt raw, sensitive, but open. Inviting.

He slid His finger in slowly. Then another. And another. His movements were deep, purposeful, and unhurried—like He knew exactly where to press. And when He found my sweet spot—God, Sam—he stayed there. My nub was untouched, but I felt everything radiate from the inside out. My legs shook. My breath hitched. And I came. Hard. Just from His fingers.

But He wasn’t done.

I barely had time to catch my breath before He pulled me onto my knees, bent me over the couch cushions, and lined Himself up behind me. The way He slid inside—deep, slow, claiming—it made me whimper. I was already wrecked, but I needed more. He gave it to me. He took His time, then picked up pace—long, firm strokes that filled me completely. I pushed back into Him, desperate, matching His rhythm. Every thrust sent little shockwaves through me. I lost track of time, lost track of everything except the sound of Him groaning behind me and the feeling of Him gripping my waist like I was His to take. And I am.

He finished again—harder this time, with a low growl and a body-shaking shudder. I felt His penis pulse as He dumped a second load of cum inside me.

We collapsed together, tangled and spent, the TV still playing in the background. He held me against His chest, His arms wrapped around me like He never wanted to let go. And I fell asleep like that, still full of Him. Still warm. Still glowing.

I think I’ve never felt more wanted in my life. And more mine—in the way that means belonging to someone who sees all of you and loves what they see.

More soon,

Johnny

Can you see how Master Moby is slowly, almost seductively leading Johnny to embrace his place and purpose more and more every day. Some of the things mentioned here are small (like Master Moby giving Johnny permission to lick off the droplet of piss from his dick), but then they turn into major acts of dominance and submission that deepen their bonds as Master and faggot.

I love the way Master Moby cherishes his faggot enough to unlock him and wash him, all the while diminishing Johnny’s status by calling it a “nub” and then locking it in a smaller cage. And Johnny’s description of being out of chastity is very familiar to me; I experienced that same feeling when I was imprisoned!

But one thing this experience should reinforce in Johnny’s heart is this: his Master loves and cherishes him. That final breeding, full of passion and warmth, is something an Alpha gives only to those who deeply please him!

I’m so happy for both of them for experiencing these deeper levels of hierarchy!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the hierarchical adventures of a 19-year-old straight Alpha from France named Master Jerome as he takes ownership of his first three faggots. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!

I’m lifting the story of Master Jerome, a 19-year-old straight French Alpha, to its own thread because it has been developing dramatically.

I think it’s pretty clear that young straight Alphas are getting the message: that faggot ownership elevates them in often dramatic ways. Combine that knowledge with a young Alpha’s hetero-flexibility, and you have the perfect recipe for fast and unorthodox activities once considered impossible from straight Men.

Enter: Master Jerome.

The very first time Master Jerome wrote to me, I could hear confused, excited lust in his words. A 19-year-old Alpha is already drenched with testosterone, but there was something more with him. It was almost as if he had just peeked into the wardrobe and glimpsed Narnia, and now he was eager to charge through the wardrobe and conquer every kingdom there.

In his case, those “kingdoms” ripe for conquering were three twink boy ballerinas, pals of his sister. Seeing those flexible, lithe boys made Master Jerome hungry for fag pussy for the first time in his life, but those feelings didn’t scare him. Instead, his superior Alpha hunting instinct turned on, and he relentlessly pursued his first victim until he finally managed to get it away from the herd so he could sink his Alpha cock into it.

That’s all it took.

Now Master Jerome has written with an update on the hunt:

This is Jerome from France. I sent you a message last month about me, my sister, and her fag friends.

I wanna thank you for your advice and let you know that I’ve been very successful so far. To make things easier, let’s call the boys Fag A, Fag B, and Fag C.

As you know I was fucking Fag A twice a week and I wanted to fuck the other two as well. One day, after using Fag A and giving him some love to recover from a destroyed hole, he told me that Fag B and C were hooking up after their rehearsals. I asked him how that was possible if both were bottoms, but fag A told that they probably just make out and suck each other dicks. And so, I thought to myself “what a waste, two gorgeous fags in need of some dick sucking each other instead of being fucked by a real Man like me”

I didn’t mention anything to Fag A, but I decided at that moment that I would fuck and breed the other boys as well. My first step was approaching Fag B. I told him that I wanted to buy a nice birthday present to my sister, but I knew nothing about ballet, so I needed his help. He was really kind and sweet, so we went together to the store and bought a few things. I started to compliment him and say that he looked really good in his ballet costumes, then to see his reaction I said “but I won’t compliment you too much because I don’t wanna have trouble with your boyfriend.”

“Boyfriend? What boyfriend?,” he asked. Then I said that I thought that Fag C and him were a couple because they are always together. He got embarrassed, and said that they were just friends. It was around 6pm, so I invited him to have some dinner with wine as a retribution for his generous help. He accepted, and after 3 glasses of wine, I asked him again why Fag C and him were not together, if they were such a pretty couple with so many common interests. I used this strategy to make him verbalize the reason why two faggots could not be together.

I had already gotten in his mind and he was much more outgoing after the wine, so he just said “well, we were not very compatible.” I pretended that I didn’t understand what he meant and just said “oh, I would never imagine that, you guys are both ballet dancers, I thought you had a lot of compatibility.” Then the sexy femboy chuckled and said “well, you’re straight, you don’t understand, but when to guys are together one needs to be the Man, and in the bedroom we are two girls.” I laughed along with him and just said “well, you’re really talented and attractive, I’m sure you’ll find someone soon.” I paid the bill for us, we left the restaurant, and the faggot asked me if I had a girlfriend. I told him that I did not but I was hoping to find a girls as sweet and cute as he is.

That was all it took for him to let me get closer and we started kissing (a literal French kiss between two French people in France lol). The boy was surprised and said that he didn’t know that I liked guys too. So I said “well, I like you, and that’s what matters now.” I took him back to my house and squeezed in my room because my sister was there. Then I told him “well, if your problem was having two girls in the bedroom, now I guarantee that you’re the only girl here, and I’ll treat you as my girl from now on.” He sucked my dick as if I were the last Man on Earth, what a wonderful blowjob.

Sadly, I did not have lube in my room, and he was a virgin with a super tight hole. So I kept him in my room for several hours, and pumped three loads in his mouth. He swallowed all of them and did not complain at any moment. I put him on my chest after all these blowjobs and kept saying how gorgeous he is. The boy was really happy to be in my arms.

So Sam, I need you to give your insights on my strategy to conquer these fags. Do you think I did well in not fucking his hole? I would’ve probably hurt him, but at the same time I acknowledge the importance of putting my cum inside his ass as soon as possible. For now, I will keep fucking Fag A around twice a week, and I told Fag B that I will take his virginity soon. But his hole is much tighter than Fag A, so I’ll be extra careful to do it without hurting my new boy.

If you can tell me what you think and, most importantly, give me any advice on how to finally conquer the third Fag, I would really appreciate it. I like your idea of putting all of then on their knees, but I think that before getting to this point I need to be more romantic and conquer one by one.

Your work is invaluable, and I hope it is okay to keep in touch with you while I explore Hierarchy.

I was breathless reading Master Jerome’s update! Just a shocking amount of power, understanding, and control for a straight Alpha his age!

To answer Master Jerome’s questions first:

I absolutely think the conquering of Fag B was expertly handled. Throat-fucking aside, it was surprisingly romantic. I might caution against getting too romantic at this stage, simply because the stable of fags is being built, so keeping the romance to a minimum might be better in order to prevent any of the faggots from becoming too attached or jealous. In a perfect scenario, all three faggots will be able to serve Master Jerome together in harmony and cooperation. It’s what every straight Alpha deserves.

I completely agree with Master Jerome that it is imperative that he try to breed Fag B as soon as possible. His cum is already working on Fag B’s mind and addicting the faggot to its new Owner. Now is the time to strike.

And yes, Master Jerome’s cock and rut will hurt the faggot (even with lube), but here’s the point Master Jerome might not appreciate yet: faggots are meant to suffer for the pleasure of Alphas like him. It’s simply our lot in life. Faggots are born to be pierced, fucked, and bred by cock. It hurts, but faggots receive pleasure from that pain because through it we find fulfillment.

Fag B will likely scream and cry while Master Jerome takes its virginity, but it will forever thank him for it afterward!

As for the taking of Fag C, I think I will just repeat what I said before: I’m sure these fags are talking to each other about what’s happening and probably anticipating more. I don’t think it’d be necessary for Master Jerome to go to great lengths to capture this third faggot. He could most likely just walk up to it and demand that it get on its knees to service him. But I think Master Jerome likes to play with his food before he eats it, so I’d just follow the path that worked so well with Fag B. It won’t take long, I promise.

So now straight Master Jerome stands poised to take ownership of his first three faggots. Soon he will have day-long worship sessions, with all three faggots servicing and worshiping every part of his body and giving him unending pleasure … all on command!

It’s simply the way Alphas were meant to live!

Master Jerome, you’re more than welcome to continue to use the site’s “Questions From Readers” inbox, but you can also write to me at hierarchyuniversity@gmail.com for more specialized, immediate advice!

Thank you, Master!

The following post is part of a thread following the worship of a powerful straight Alpha named Andre by his woman, Angela, and a faggot named Alberto who serves them both. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Well, the situation Angela created by inviting a faggot named Alberto into her relationship with her powerful Alpha boyfriend, Master Andre, has heated up to the point that I’ve elevated it to thread-status here!

Curiously, this is just one of a couple of similar situations currently developing on this site. What’s happening? Are hierarchical values truly making inroads into straight couples these days?

I personally believe they are, primarily due to the internet’s relentless flow of information and porn. Straight Alphas are being awakened to the expanded possibilities of their power and reach. And straight women are increasingly turned-on by the idea of their dominant Alpha husbands/boyfriends using faggots. It’s very odd to see it suddenly popping up everywhere.

If you follow this thread, then you’ll know that Angela reached out to me through my Questions From Readers inbox about her powerful Alpha Andre, and how she was fantasizing about bringing a faggot into their relationship so that they could both be served. I advised her to do that, and she did!

Now it’s transforming their relationship in amazing new ways!

Here’s Angela’s latest update:

Hi! This is Angela again, the lady who weirdly loves Men fucking fags.

I really enjoyed your idea of “co-owning” Alberto along with Andre, and that’s what I brought up to him. He agreed and we had a long conversation with our fag before moving in. As always, he was a really good boy and told me that I’ll be the Queen of his King. We’ve been living together for just a few days, but I can tell it was a perfect match. Alberto does my laundry, cleans the whole house, and cooks for me, I don’t need to move a finger to do any chores.

But I know you are more interested in our bedroom than in our laundry room. And I must say that it’s been great. Andre, as the Alpha Man of the house, said that he wants to breed whether me or Alberto every night. So it is our duty to make sure that at least one of us will be ready to get fucked every day after dinner. If I don’t feel in the mood, Alberto must take his dick. If for any reason Alberto can’t take it in his ass, Andre expects at least a really nice blowjob before going to bed. I think these rules are quite fair for all of us.

Our favorite thing now is, after a long day at work, Alberto cooks dinner for all of us. Then Andre goes to our bed and just relaxes as the King he is while Alberto does the dishes and cleans everything. Since he loves sucking my pussy and make it wet, I sit on his face while Alberto is doing his chores. When he is done, he comes to bed with us and worships Andre’s feet while I literally ride his face. He has a big and manly tongue and loves to go deep in my pussy. Then Alberto sucks his cock and balls. Sometimes I join him and give our Man a double head. But the best part is when Andre puts the both of us side by side and start fucking our holes. I do not enjoy anal sex, so he fucks my pussy, then changes to Alberto’s ass. And we spend hours doing this.

For some reason, Andre loves to fuck my pussy and then make Alberto suck his dick with my pussy juice on it. The fag literally needs to clean my female lube with his tongue, and Andre gets crazy when he does that. The boy loves doggy style and I prefer to ride, so we usually alternate between me riding Andre’s big dick and Alberto putting his ass up for him to fuck as hard as he wants.

I don’t know how many girls will ever read this. But I would like to tell all my sisters out there: Find fags for your Men, your life will so much better! And fags, if you’re lucky enough to be owned by a Straight or Bi Man, serve your Masters and their girls, you won’t regret it!

Angela’s experience/advice is so inspiring, isn’t it?

I want to help Angela understand why Master Andre loves making Alberto clean her pussy juice off of his cock. You see, for straight Alphas it’s a point of pride when their dicks are soaked in pussy juice. It reflects on their own sexual prowess. By then forcing his faggot to clean it off, he’s essentially making Alberto taste his power, so to speak. Men (and particularly Alphas) are much more complicated than most people acknowledge!

It’s truly remarkable how well Master Andre has taken to the ownership of a faggot. It certainly helps to have his girlfriend by his side, cheering him on and dripping with excitement. As I’ve been writing since the beginning, straight Alphas don’t become gay when they use faggots … they just become more powerful straight Alphas. The efforts of straight, gay-loving women like Angela are helping them realize this truth!

I’m so happy that all three members of this “throuple” are experiencing such fulfillment! I’m also proud of Angela for having the courage and insight to make this happen!

Surely every straight guy in the world knows that women don’t kneel behind a wall to suck dick … only faggots do that. The fact that straight guys look for gloryholes proves that they will use gay guys for head.

The following post is part of a thread following the story of Mika, a teenage faggot in Peru who bravely and successfully seduced a straight Alpha named Gael. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

There’s nothing terribly difficult about what I teach here regarding either submitting to a straight Alpha or taking ownership of a faggot. That’s not to say it’s easy – it’s not – but the mechanics of it have been in place since the beginning of human interaction. Hierarchy is so fundamental to everything we are that everyone responds in a primal way if those triggers are manipulated.

For faggots wishing to serve a straight Alpha, the first thing that must happen is a mind-shift. A faggot must recognize that it was born to serve superior Men, but also that superior Men were born to own them. Men have a definite need and desire to be worshiped and served, and once they understand that faggots offer that in abundance, they let go of the sexual stigma associated with faggots and instead embrace the glory of being worshiped.

It just takes bravery on the part of a faggot to begin that chain reaction.

Recently I’ve been answering questions and coaching a young faggot named Mika. He’s from Peru, he’s in school, and he wanted to serve a hot straight Alpha named Gael. You can read all of Mika’s questions by following the link above.

But now Mika has had an incredible breakthrough, so I’ve elevated his story to a proper thread on the site!

Listen to his incredible update:

Hi Sam!!! This is Mika from Peru and I’m so so happy

Remember what I told you about the trainee that work in my school? His name is Gael, by the way. This morning, thanks to our conversations here, I finally had courage enough to do what I need to do.

I was super nervous when I arrived at school to my class, but as soon as I saw him, I opened a big smile and asked how was his weekend. He said that he had a lot of work and didn’t have time to relax, then I don’t know what happened to me but I just said “well, I would love to help you relax, a Man like you deserve to relax” Of course he understood what I wanted, because he already asked a blowjob 3 times… 2 times as a joke, but the third time more serious. So he just told me that he would give me a ride after my classes were over.

As soon as I entered his car, he started to say that his girlfriend was really pretty, but she refused to cook for him, so he always needed to cook lunch and dinner after a long day at work. Then he went into sexual stuff and said that she doesn’t want to have sex before they get married. After complaining about his girlfriend for a while, he stopped at an empty parking lot a few blocks from my house and said “I really don’t understand why she does that with me. If you were my girl, would you treat me like that?”

Omg Sam, that moment was so crazy. I was so afraid of saying something stupid!! But I just said “if I was your girl, your stomach would be always full of good food, and your balls would be always empty, because that’s what you really deserve” I think that was a good thing to say because he smiled to me, then I asked if he was just joking when he asked for a blowjob. He said that he really respected me and didn’t want to hurt my feelings, but that since we have basically the same age he never saw me as a student, but as a sexy girl. Then he admitted that he was a virgin and never received a blowjob because his girlfriend only kisses him and nothing more.

I was still a little scared but I said that I never sucked a dick too and would love to learn sucking his. He looked around in the parking lot, and put his dick out and it was soooo hard. I was really confused at first because everything was so new, but I did what felt more right, and started to suck his dick while holding his balls and jerking him off. I was so nervous but so happy to be the first one suck his dick and he was the first dick that I put in my mouth. My mouth and jaw started to hurt but I wanted to make him proud and didn’t stop sucking. After some time, he just holded my hair and jerked off with the other hand. He was very sweet and told me that he could cum on the floor outside the car if I wasn’t ready to take it. But I just said “in my mouth please” and swallowed everything.

Omg Sam, this is so crazy… this morning I was just a virgin faggot now I sucked a big dick and swallowed my first load. I hope I did it well!! But he told me that he want to see me again, so I think I was a good boy for him. I would be so happy if he wanted to be with me as his boyfriend, but I don’t think he will leave his girl…

Thank you, Sam!! <3 I really love your site and am happy now

AMAZING!!!

This is literally all it takes! Just make yourself available and be eager to submit! Go in with the proper mindset – positive, joyful, and eager to serve in whatever way they need – and a straight Alpha will understand your purpose and use you!

I’m so proud of Mika for accomplishing this!

Now, I’m not sure if Alpha Gael will want to take on Mika as a “boyfriend” given the fact that he’s straight, but I’m sure he’d love to own Mika as his personal faggot! Especially if his girlfriend is that frigid and unloving!

I hope this post inspires other faggots out there to bravely submit to the Alphas in their lives!

Master @hollywoodpwrtop is, for the most part, a humble God Alpha by nature. He’s benevolent and kind to the fåggots who submit to him. In return, he enjoys lying back and having a fåg deepthroat his big dick and worship his perfect body.

Hi! This is Angela and I sent a message a few weeks ago about my boyfriend (Andre) and his faggot (Alberto).

We’ve been having a wonderful relationship together. Andre does not like to suck Alberto’s hole, so it’s my role to rim the faggot and make sure his ready to be fucked. At first I didn’t want to do it, but Andre sucks my pussy so well, that I just couldn’t refuse doing this for him. So our dynamic now is I rim the faggot, Andre sucks my pussy like a real Alpha, and Alberto sucks his big dick. Sometimes we spend our doing this, then Andre just relaxes in bed and Alberto rides him, then I ride him, and it’s just perfect. Our King loves to see us alternating in his dick

Andre wants me to move in so we can all live together, but I’m not sure about what to do. They currently live together, and I visit them on the weekends, but Andre thinks that our relationship will be even better if we are together 24/7. But I want to make clear that, although I love being fucked, I don’t wanna be a “second fag” doing all the chores around the house. I want to keep a dynamic where Alberto obeys me as well.

Any thoughts?

This is a follow-up to THIS QUESTION.

Ma’am, thank you for writing back! 

First of all, I’m glad to hear that everything is working out well between the three of you. It sounds like Alberto is an excellent faggot, obedient and focused on pleasing! Truly, Master Andre is incredibly powerful and a great trainer! 

You deserve a lot of credit, too! Most women would refuse to share their Alpha with a faggot, let alone join in and participate in the action! I’m glad to hear that you’re receiving something from the arrangement!

As far as your question goes, I think it’s perfectly reasonable for you to “co-own” Alberto and benefit from the faggot’s services. I’m sure Master Andre wouldn’t be opposed, either. This is not the first time I’ve encountered a straight couple where both the male and female partners co-own and use a faggot, and it seemed to work out. As long as everyone understands and accepts their place, this situation should work out well for the three of you.

Thank you, ma’am! 

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Hi Sam!!

Mika again here from Peru!

I just want to clarify that the trainee in my school is 20 years old and I am 18, so there is nothing wrong or illegal here. He’s not forcing me, he said that he will protect me no matter what, but he said that “it’s fair that I give something in return”

So don’t worry about this, we’re both adults. My concern is if his girlfriend finds out and gets mad at me. You know?

Sorry if my first question was not clear, my English is not good. But I just wanna say that he is a great person, he’s not forcing me, and we are both adults.

So my concern is how to serve him in a way that his gf does find out.

Sorry if I am annoying you! I don’t have many friends and nobody to talk about this things. I love you brother!!

This is a follow-up to THIS QUESTION.

Thank you for the follow-up! I was a little worried about the underage thing, so I’m glad you cleared it up! 

Forget about the girlfriend. She’s not your problem, she’s his problem. Your job as a faggot is to SERVE. He wants to use you (maybe even own you!), so you should not pass up this opportunity to serve a young straight Alpha! It’s almost a violation of Hierarchical law to refuse to serve him! 

Let me know how it goes, brother! My email is: hierarchyuniversity@gmail.com

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Hi Sam! I really love your work!!

My name is Mika, I am from Peru and in the last year of my high school. I am very sweet and femboy, some guys in my school always attack me and I suffer a lot of bullying. There is a trainee in my school who always protects me, he entered this new job in February and always takes care of me. Last week, I told him that I really appreciate the way he watches me and takes care of me, so he told me that he wants me to suck his dick in return of his help… he’s young and handsome, but I know he has a girlfriend and I don’t wanna get in trouble. Can you please give me your opinion?

I love your website! It always help me to understand who I am

Hi Mika! Thanks for writing! 

Well, the situation you described is pretty much every faggot’s dream, I’d imagine! 

I don’t know what the laws are in Peru, but what you describe is against the law where I live in the United States. Therefore, I’m not going to tell you to go ahead and do it if you want to. But I douvt if you’d get into trouble if you chose to.

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I had plans to go out with a buddy of mine to a local pub to have some beers.
My buddy was on his way soon but before he arrived, I had to make sure Declan was set up with:

➡️ I made sure to clean up the condo.
➡️I cooked food on the BBQ… I made a huge steak, asparagus and a baked potato’s for Declan.
➡️Massaged his feet.
➡️I prepared his lunch and breakfast for the next day.
➡️Got an allowance to spend for the night.

Declan was very happy but he said that we had time before my buddy arrived and wanted to try out the straight jacket.

He put me in it and fasten all the restraints very tightly. He then made me lay on my stomach and tied my ankles to the jacket. I was helpless and hogtied. He continued to watch his show while using me as a footstool.

As time went on I tried to tell him that my buddy would arrive soon but he had his dirty sock in my mouth and taped up so I wasn’t able to speak.

A moment of horror when I heard the door bell. (OH FUCK HE IS HERE!!!!)

He got up and I heard him greet him and laugh as he said:

“Zack’s a little tied up at the moment and I’m deciding it if I will allow him to go out still. Come in, get us a beer and come see the real Zack”

As I heard him in the kitchen getting beers, then I heard Declan say:

“Zack prepared my dinner, be a lad and bring it to me. I’m starving!”

I was humiliated that Declan outed me to my buddy. I’m laying on the floor, hogtied and Declan’s feet on top of me and my buddy sat beside him laughing. Seconds later my buddy and boyfriend ignored me and chatted about his vacation. It’s like I wasn’t there.

The worst part is my buddies smelly feet are now rubbing my face.

My buddy Tom later said:

“Hey, you ok if I don’t go out with Zack and stay here for a while? Sure love to know more about your relationship. This is fucking amazing. I am shocked as I thought you were his submissive.”

Declan: “Yes but it’s your job to fetch my beers!”

Hours later they had decided to watch a movie and I can hear whispering and moments later I was blindfolded. The both grabbed me and carried me a few feet away and that’s when I heard slurping sounds. (OMG MY BUDDY IS SUCKING MY BOYFRIENDS COCK!)

Declan: “oh fuck you ready to swallow? It’s going to be a big load!”

I was then pushed back near the couch and now I had both their feet on me. My buddy finished his beer and said his goodbye and left.

Declan untied my feet and said.

“Ok I fucking love this straight jacket that one of your followers bought me. It’s bed time… BTW it was nice to meet Tom. He just texted me and wants to go see a movie with me sometime.”

He took the jacket off and put me in the cage and said that I won’t be sucking him tonight since my buddy did a good job. He locked the door and I never heard from him until the next morning.

True story… the end?

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