The following post is part of a thread chronicling the development of a young Mexican Alpha named Master Jose. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Is it weird for an Alpha to be trained by another Alpha? Not at all! Olympic athletes have trainers. Superstar athletes in all sports have trainers. Every hugely-successful businessman had a trainer or mentor guiding his early development.

To be elite, you must be sharpened by those you wish to emulate. Like the Bible says at Proverbs 27:17, “By iron, iron is sharpened.”

With this in mind, Mexican Master Jose returned to Master Lorenzo’s Brazilian estate for a week of intense training to develop his own ownership of faggots. I’ve already covered the first day when Master Lorenzo bred Master Jose (as told by Master Jose), as well as little Giovanni’s account from the faggot side.

Now Master Jose finishes the tale with a recounting of the rest of a momentous week!

Hola Sam, this is Master Jose again

I finally found some free time to follow Lorenzo’s instructions and tell you how my week was. I spent 7 days with him, from Aug 24 to Aug 30. Gio and I already told you how Lorenzo fucked me on the 24th and how Gio tried the dp like a real good boy on the 25th. So last night on our group chat I told them that I would give you a nice account of the other days. Lorenzo really loves you and wants you to know about our week together. In fact, I think he is really proud of himself for having planned such a perfectly crafted 7-day project for training me as an Alpha and training Gio and Rafa as his two faggots. Anyway, let’s go:

TUESDAY: After we tried to dp Gio on Monday, he woke up on Tuesday a little disappointed, he really puts a lot of pressure on himself, so Lorenzo spent most of the time giving him some love and extra care. When they were back home from work, we got together in the living room around 6pm. Lorenzo had planned what he calls “Romantic night” It’s something that he has in his regular schedule for the boys once a week, so they are very used to it. It is basically a night where the boys are used a little less roughly and my brother uses this moment to practice the boys’ self-steem and confidence. He bought red roses for the fags as he does every week, and the boys were waiting for us wearing the proper clothing: red lingerie for Gio and red jockstrap for Rafael. Lorenzo said that it would be a day for them to recover their holes, and I could notice the relief on the boys’ faces. Gio was still recovering from the attempted dp and Rafael was still sore from the rough fucks on Sunday and Monday. Lorenzo never ceases to amaze me of how thoughtful he is!! So the boys did not use their holes, but we used their throats a lot. We were not as rough as usually, it was indeed a “romantic night” between us and the fags. One nice load for each one of them, which they swallowed and thanked us. Lorenzo sent the boys to their room after we came, and they fell asleep early after all the work they had taking care of the house and our cocks. All the week the boys slept in the other room while I slept with Lorenzo in his bed. We spent many hours talking about myself, my life, my plans for the future… he really is a wonderful friend and brother. A little after midnight, when the boys had been sleeping for a long time, he told me to undress again for we had been wearing just underwear. It didn’t take long for both of us to be hard again. He started touching my hole and asked if I wanted to take some cum again. I was a really reluctant but them he said “I love fucking my fags but fucking a brother like you feels so special”, then I kissed him, sucked his thick cock and balls. And after a quick shower to get ready for him, I came back to the room and ten minutes later here I was riding Lorenzo once again. The second time I took his cock felt much better, then he told me to take it missionary and I did it. He didn’t stop kissing me not even for a second, repeating that we’re brothers. He came inside of me, I also shot a nice load on my on stomach while he fucked me. He fell on top of me exhausted and we both fell asleep with all that smell of Alpha sweat and Alpha cum around us.

WEDNESDAY: This was the “good boys night”, which means both Gio and Rafa were dressing blue underwear shaking their ass for us, calling us Masters. Lorenzo let me choose first, I chose Gio than we alternated again. But instead of breeding them as always after a long fuck Lorenzo told the boys to kneel no the floor and we both came on their faces. Then he told the boys to make out mixing our loads together and of course they swallowed every drop of our cum combined in a powerful seed for them. As always, Lorenzo took the boys to the bathroom and he bathed Rafael while I bathed Giovanni, making sure the boys were happy, fulfilled, and not hurt in any way. Then Lorenzo and I went back to the King’s bedroom, we cuddled and fell asleep without fucking again this time.

THURSDAY: This day felt like a porn movie, Lorenzo wanted to fuck me while I was fucking the boys. I was really embarrassed to let the fags seeing me in such a vulnerable moment. The other two times the door was locked and the fags were outside. But I trusted Lorenzo and trusted that the boys would not make fun of me. So that’s what we did: the boys started sucking our cocks as always, then Lorenzo told Gio and Rafael to put their hands on the wall with their ass up. Then he told me to choose a hole. I chose Rafael and started fucking, but instead of entering Gio’s pussy, Lorenzo lubed my hole and entered my ass while I was fucking Rafael. So the three of us were there standing, Rafael on the wall, I was in the middle, and Lorenzo banging me. Gio was looking at us and I could feel how horny he was. But of course Lorenzo would not let his favorite fag out. So after a few minutes we changed and I fucked Gio while Lorenzo was still inside of me. And that’s how it went… I had both fag holes just for me while Lorenzo was fucking me, the whole fuck was standing with the boys putting their hands on the walls. Lorenzo really wanted to try this new position. When I was getting close, Gio put his ass up begging for my load, so I came inside of him, Lorenzo bred me deep, and then he told me to sit on Rafael’s face. For my surprise, the fag was really happy to rim my hole and taste Lorenzo’s cum inside of me. I won’t lie, it felt awesome to have such a powerful seed running in my body while I was pumping my on load inside Gio’s perfect ass.

FRIDAY: Lorenzo planned this day to be a nice game for us. It was the “total submission night”, quite simple, but really hot. The fags were blindfolded, and waited in their room with the lights off. They sleep together in a queen size bed, so they were both blindfolded, lights off, waiting in their bed with their asses up. Lorenzo and I waited around 15 minutes, then we entered the room with all curtains and windows closed, so it really was a dark room. Then the boys needed to tell who was touching them. If they got it right, their prize was kissing our balls. If they got it wrong, they received a nice slap on their smooth ass. We did that for around 2o minutes touching different parts of their bodied, their faces, their hair, their ass, their holes, their knees, and they needed to say outload whose hand it was. Giovanni made only one mistake, Rafael made two mistakes, so Lorenzo spanked Gio once and I spanked Rafael twice. And the boys loved it lol When we were too horny to continue, we fucked the boys without turning the lights on. It was really hot to hear my brother’s voice in the dark, I couldn’t see anything, I just feeling Rafael’s tight hole around my cock, hearing his moanings while Gio was begging for more and Lorenzo deep voice gave orders to all of us. We both cunted the boys and shot deep loads. We then took the boys to the shower, washed their whole bodies and holes with love and care, sent them back to bed, and I joined Lorenzo in his bedroom. Once again, a few hours later, in the middle of the night, Lorenzo wanted my ass, so I let him fuck me for the third time. This time, however, he fucked me missionary and then spoon position, hugging me while he fucked. It felt even better and we both came together again. And fell asleep right after we finished.

SATURDAY: that was the day when we finally did the dp in Gio, but he already told everything in his beautiful fag perspective. It was really good, I can’t describe how hot it was to feel Lorenzo’s warm cum touching the tip of my cock inside that fag’s hole, he really is a special fag for us.

I wanna say something to finish: Lorenzo was the best host ever, he really is a brother, a friend, and a mentor for me. I’m telling you the sexual parts because they are the hottest ones, but he also talked to me about my career, school, money, professional plans, he really is the older brother that I didn’t have before. I’m so thankful for having such a powerful brother in my life. He was really kind all the time, reassuring me that I am a Man, a powerful Man, and his brother. But do you know the only moment he corrected me with a firm voice? It was an afternoon that I was alone with Rafael and wanted some pussy, I texted him if I could go ahead and fuck him and he said of course, go ahead. Then I told Rafael to suck my cock and we had just a quick fuck, just to unload my balls quickly. But I totally forgot to take Rafael to the shower afterward, although Lorenzo had told me before to do it. So when he arrived back from work, I had finished and Rafael was taking a shower by himself. As soon as he saw it, he told me “in my house, we don’t let the boys alone, don’t you ever do this again” – friendly of course, but with the firm tone of a Man correcting his younger brother. I was playing videogames in the couch while Rafael was washing my cum out of his pussy, so Lorenzo immediately told me to undress, go back to the shower, and take care of him. Of course I did it, and Rafael indeed opened a big smile when I joined him, it was clear how much the boy loved it. Later that night, during our long conversations, Lorenzo said he didn’t mean to be rude, but he did want me to understand that the boys must always receive aftercare. And in his house the rules are: we use the fag, we bathe the fag. He explained to me that this is our opportunity to make sure the fag’s hole is not hurt and also they feel much more confident and loved, which mean better fucks!

That’s it, Sam… that was my life-changing week. I came so much that I lost the count. I took three deep loads inside my ass, but you know what? I have never felt more Alpha than now. I am an Alpha, I’m proud to be an Alpha, and I’ll follow the rules of my brother and mentor.

Ps.: Our group chat with Juan and Bruno loves you. After Gio’s dp we all celebrated and the first thing Bruno said is that you would love to know about it lol

I think this is an incredibly beautiful account. I dearly love Master Lorenzo’s unparalleled wisdom and guidance in training Master Jose, especially when it involves caring for faggots. It’s wonderful to hear about Master Lorenzo’s standing policy that faggots get used and then bathed by their Master. The aftercare is truly breathtaking.

It’s also revealing how Master Jose felt rejuvenated and empowered after being bred by his Alpha brother. This is far from the first time I’ve encountered this phenomenon, but I still don’t have a suitable explanation for it. I just know it’s real.

Master Jose showed impressive humility for a superior Man, submitting to his Alpha leader in order to learn and grow stronger. This is exactly what smart Alphas do!

I thank Master Jose for sharing his incredible week of training, as well as Master Lorenzo and Giovanni for being part of bringing this to everyone. I’m sure it will inspire others!

I love all of you!

Faggots get in heat just like any other animal, and the things they’ll do to get random loads will shock most people.

But it doesn’t shock me. I lived it.

Sometimes Alphas don’t care at all when they’re fucking a hole!

You rarely see Alphas kindly training a faggot’s throat, which is why I find this clip so beautiful and encouraging.

There is a place for tenderness in service. I guarantee you this faggot will remember his Master’s gentle fingers stroking his hair for the rest of its life!

The following post is part of a thread following the rise of a 22-year-old Italian Alpha named Master Paolo who owns a muscle faggot. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

I’m always surprised that Alphas want to kiss their faggots. My straight Masters very rarely ever kissed me, but I never expected them to. Gay Alphas are obviously more likely to kiss a faggot, but in my experience even they use discretion because even gay Alphas don’t want to taste cock and cum.

Master Paolo is a gay Alpha, but also a very powerful one who could very easily be straight. He definitely feels the same way about kissing a cocksucker’s cum-drenched lips:

Hey Sam, this your Master Paolo from Italy! What’s up? I have a quick question for you: I usually fuck my fag boyfriend twice a week to let his ass recover after my rut, but we live together now and I demand him to suck my cock every morning, which I don’t think is asking for too much. He is a great cocksucker and I have nothing to complain about his blowjob, but here comes the issue, when he swallows my cum, I usually put him on my chest or armpit calling him my great cocksucker, but he insists on kissing my lips after that. And I tried to be flexible but it’s just too disgusting to touch his lips and taste my own cock and cum. I kiss my fag all the time, but tasting cum, even my own, is just too much. Am I a selfish Alpha, or should I just tell him to shut up and be grateful for swallowing my cum? lol

I can totally understand why Master Paolo doesn’t want to taste his own cock and cum, and I’m a faggot. A Man’s cum is for the seeding of females and faggots, not himself.

Here is my response to Master Paolo:

No Master, you are not being selfish even though it’s totally your right to be selfish. If your faggot wants to kiss you afterward, then it’s the fag’s responsibility to brush its teeth and wash out its mouth before doing so out of respect for you.

That’s the beautiful thing about being an Alpha Owner of faggots: you get everything you want all the time. Being what you call “selfish” is simply a way to reinforce your natural right, Master. No faggot would ever argue or be offended by your demands.

As you exert your Alpha authority in this way, you will find your confidence and power growing within you … and that’s how our world changes!

The following post is part of a thread following the development of a deep Master/faggot relationship between a faggot named Alberto and his straight childhood friend and Master Andre. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

I think it’s sad that so many guys think straight Alphas cannot or should not deeply love their faggots. I was deeply loved by my straight Masters, and it never made them gay or ended up in a gay marriage or anything like that. They simply gave me their trust, kindness, support, and guidance so that I could be a better person and faggot.

And that made all the difference.

I’ve told the story before about my beautiful (and very straight) Master Aaron buying me a dozen roses one time when I was scared and upset, and let me just say that was not the only time he did things like that for me. I was just a faggot, yet he valued me and gave me worth.

I’ve never forgotten those feelings my straight Masters embedded in my heart. Part of the reason why this site exists is because of those great Alphas I served. They taught me more than just Hierarchical truth. They also taught me the endless potential of Alphas, and how they defy expectations because they are beyond the comprehension of inferiors.

Master Andre reminds me so much of Master Aaron in terms of his temperament and his generous heart. Like Master Aaron, Master Andre didn’t run when he discovered his longtime friend was a faggot. Instead, he deepened his protection of his most treasured companion, and through that discovered the depth and power of his own Alphahood. The Alpha/faggot dynamic is symbiotic like that.

In his latest update, Master Andre uses a little story about a sunflower tattoo to reveal the depth and breadth of his love and care for his precious faggot Alberto. It is one of the most beautiful pieces ever written by an Alpha for this site, and I’m so proud to share it with you:

Hey Sam,

This is Andre, Alberto’s friend. I am now much more comfortable to say: Alberto’s Master, Alpha, Mentor, and Leader.

My boy has always thought about making a flower tattoo. He loves flowers and knows everything about it. But because of his violent and toxic father, he was severely punished in his childhood for liking flowers, perhaps homophobia prevented the world to have a great biologist. But I can’t change the past, I can only fix my boy’s future. So I bought him some nice books about flowers and started to watch documentaries about flowers with him. I admit that it’s quite boring for me, but looking at my boy’s joy is so special that I am okay changing my soccer matches for flowers. He gets very excited and usually spends another hour talking about flowers after the videos are over. And when my princess is excited, his blowjob is even better, so everyone is happy.

I wanted to share with you that last week I decided to give him a tattoo as a present. He has talked about making a flower tattoo on his right ass cheek for many years, since we were in high school, but has never had the courage to it. So one day after his shower he was walking in the house completely naked, I grabbed his ass as I always do when he passes by me and said “I wanna see a flower here, my princess”. At first he chuckled and thought I was kidding, but then I said “if you really want it, I’ll pay for you, it’s my present for my special boy”

He woke up the next morning decided to do it, and I had already looked for tattoo artists, a good friend from work has many tattoos and recommended me the guy he goes to. I went to his studio with my boy and the place was awesome, but I know my princess very well, he would not be comfortable there. The place the most heterosexual place I’ve ever seen: only men working there, posters with naked women on the walls, soccer shirts everywhere. It was a celebration of straight men made by straight men for straight men. My boy held my arm and I could see his fear in his eyes. I thought he would never show his ass to those men. He was already uncomfortable just to be there, let along to show his ass to a completely unknown. In fact, other than his mother when he was a baby, I was the only person who had ever seen his ass.

Anyway, the guy met us and he was really kind. We shook hands and my boy was shaking, the guy even asked if he was cold. I did all the talking, as always. But did not where the tattoo would be because I knew my boy would feel totally embarrassed. The guy showed us multiple drawings in other clients and he really was an outstanding artist. He thought we were a couple, but at all times he only talked to me, I was the one giving all the instructions about Alberto’s body. After a while, I said that he was nervous because it was his first tattoo and he was not used to this kind of environment. The artist was very clever because he immediately understood what I meant and subtly mentioned that his female assistant could see Alberto for him to relax. My boy agreed and he went to the other room with a hot lady, and I could hear them laughing there, which was a relief for me.

Once I was by myself with the guys, just Men in the room, I told him that we were just friends, but that I was very mindful of Alberto, and he was nervous because he had had horrible experiences with homophobia in the past. The tattoo guy told me that he respected everyone no matter what and he would make sure that Alberto felt relaxed. The guy was awesome, he asked what song my boy liked, and he answered lady gaga, so he put her songs on YouTube for him, offered beers and wine for him to relax, and asked if I’d like to stay with them. Honestly, I am glad he asked because there is no way I would let a stranger touch my princess’s ass without me knowing what is going on. And of course, Alberto wanted me to hold his hand during the whole process.

Even with the wine and the music, he hesitated a little when he needed to show his ass, and he looked at me as if he was waiting for my permission. The guy told him that he could keep his underwear and that made things much easier, so the artist just lifted a little bit of his underwear to have access to my boy’s right cheek and started doing it. It was a small flower, so it did not take too long, and I held his hand during the whole process. The guy kept asking if he was hurting Alberto, but little did he know that my princess takes much more in his ass than a simple needle.

The tattoo was really great, we were told to wait for it to heal, which means no spankings for a while. But once he took a picture of my boy’s ass and showed it to him, he opened such a gorgeous smile. I love seeing my boy happy, I’m not gonna lie.

I paid for the tattoo and we went back home because Alberto couldn’t sit to have lunch. So he laid in our bed, still smiling, and we had lunch together in bed. I asked him why he had chosen a sunflower instead of a red rose, and then he said that I was the mighty sun of his life and he was just a little sunflower looking at me. Needless to say, I got hard as soon as he said that, put my hard cock out and just said “come here”. He gave me wonderful head, and begged for me to feed him, and so I did. A nice load for a my good boy. We took a nap together, with him on my chest. Later that week, when the tattoo was healed, I fucked him deep and shot my cum on his sunflower, to mark his flower as my property.

I wanted to share this story to celebrate my beautiful boy and how great he is, but also to celebrate my own path embracing Alphahood more and more. When the tattoo guy thought we were a couple, it felt awkward at first, but then I noticed that everyone must think we are boyfriends: I fuck him every night, take care of him, and we love together. But you know what? That doesn’t bother me at all. Alberto is a lovely and brillant boy, I have no shame at all of people thinking I am not straight if it means they know that he’s my boy. What matters is that I know what I am, and he knows what he is.

My dearest Master Andre, I’m so impossibly proud of you for your ascension as an Alpha and as a Man! This gorgeous story you shared with me fills my heart with fond memories and the warmest hopes, so I thank you for that gift.

I wish more straight Alphas could come to the place of emotional security and maturity you enjoy today. You have come to accept the natural order of things and your place at its peak, and you’ve grown to understand how natural it is for a straight Alpha to own and use a faggot and still remain straight. The opinions and judgements of others mean nothing to you, because you are unassailable.

You sit atop the highest mountain, high above the clouds, and your faithful faggot Alberto curls lovingly at your feet. The cares of an inferior and insecure world are so far below you that they don’t even exist.

What you know is this: Alberto’s face will always be set toward your light in adoration and worship.

You are his Master. He is your faggot.

This sunflower was grown by nature just for you.

I love you, Master Andre. Thank you so much for this gift of you!

Some uninformed people would call this abuse.

But it is not.

This is the way an Alpha should talk to his property, his faggot. It’s what we understand about ourselves, and by using that language the Alpha acknowledges us as his own.

I don’t understand why straight Alphas have these fantasies about having a slave serving them under their desk while they work, but then they don’t make it happen.

It’s very easy. Just force a faggot to stay under there and worship you all day long like this one does.

This type of gloryhole is more my speed. I’ve never liked kneeling at a hole where you have limited access to the Alpha’s entire body. Especially when the Alpha is as massively hung as this one!

A young straight Alpha’s first time throat fucking a faggot is almost magical for him. It’s like he walked through the wardrobe and discovered Narnia. This is the moment he realizes he can literally have everything the world offers him!

OK Sam as you know, I am a fag I like taking dick up the ass, but there are times when I need to fuck myself

Recently, I was at a party and there was a 21 year-old named Riley He pretended to be sick. I was looking after him While everyone was partying and I want to check on him and I noticed that his back was turned to me he was watching something so I looked over his shoulder. And I saw him watching gay porn of Brent Corrigan, and he was jacking off pretty hard

I tapped him on the shoulder and he literally almost jumped out of his skin and we got to talking and he said that there is someone that he wants to have sex with, and we talked some more And he asked me if I Could teach him to suck a dick and I was thinking he’s putting all this trust in me and I can’t leave him like this. He was pleading without begging you know and I felt so bad that I remember being that young scared and confused

And so I sucked him off. I didn’t go like hard-core with what I would do with my alpha which by the way, I told him he was actually fine with it, but I was being the good guy. No word of a lie he blew within 10 seconds and I swallowed everything and I asked him. Would you like to give it a try? I pulled down my sweatpants and watched him try and deep throat my 6 inches I didn’t let him I didn’t want to see him hurt. I said just go at your pace took him a while, but he got me there.

and then afterwards, he just smiled at me said thank you and as I pulled back up my pants, he asked me could you fuck me I won’t lie I paused. I was like what and I don’t know why I did this. I just I thought OK he trust me and I don’t want to see him get hurt for his first time so I helped him.

I lubed him up. We took our time and ended with me coming inside him condom on of course I’m not gonna be stupid here he has his life ahead of him. And last thing I want is for us both to be sick and catch something you know

and as I’m writing this, I admit I feel like a piece of shit even though I helped him and he said thank you, and he left later that night he didn’t look so scared anymore. He looked confident like happy by the way I did meet his boyfriend. he would’ve hurt him. I know he would’ve. I’m just trying to ask if I’m doing the right thing because you know you get that guilty conscience in your head Making you feel bad

so Sam did I do a good thing or did I do like a really fucked up thing I think what’s making me feel bad about it is the fact that he’s 10 years younger than me and I think the reason why my master Damien is Not pissed with me isHe actually found it hot and he pinned me to the bed and let me have it and but again, what do you think Sam did I do the good thing or did I fuck up badly?

Thank you for the question, brother! 

The poor faggot sounded pretty nervous! I think we’ve all been there at one point or another, so like you I can empathize with him. I wish I would’ve had a mentor of some kind before I started serving, but fortunately/unfortunately my mentor was the School Of Hard Cocks.

I think you absolutely did the right thing in this situation, brother. I imagine it was a little awkward to fuck him (I don’t think I could do it even if I’d never worn chastity), but you’re helping to ease a brother’s fears. That’s what the best mentors do. 

Faggots in close quarters often help each other out this way. For example, the seven faggots owned by Master Jin and his Alpha brothers in Toronto often cleaned and groomed each other in preparation for use by their Masters. It’s part and parcel with being owned.

So I’m proud of what you did. You’re a good example to other faggots out there!

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The following post is part of a thread chronicling the life of domination of a God Alpha named Master Jase. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!

It’s sometimes a bit terrifying to hear some of Master Jase’s stories of utter faggot destruction. It’s like watching a spooky documentary about Bigfoot, and you’re suddenly mortified by the idea of actual monsters roaming the earth.

Well, Master Jase is proof that there are, indeed, monsters walking among us. More like STALKING among us.

His latest true account is no less spinetingling:

It’s our Alpha nature to own, control and dominate in any situation. It’s your fag nature to submit, obey, and worship my Alpha power and stength. Be it conscious or unconscious.

Perfect example today. I power-fucked and cunted a hunked up fag for near over 5 constant hours yesterday evening. By the end he was nothing more than a weakly convulsing muscle ragdoll, wasted and delirious from the number of assgasms his cunt received. My house slut washed and carried the fag into a spare bed, before returning to worship and service my body and take my cock throughout the night.

At this point I made the observation that his house faggot is almost like a triage nurse there to care for the fag bodies broken and bruised by Master Jase’s animal lust.

Sometimes I sleep with him, spooning against him with my cock tucked up against his ass for easy access. Woke up this morning to my house slut sliding his cunt up and down my cock, cunting himself deep. Rolled and pinned him back down and flooded his used cunt with my morning load. I left him there in bed to recover, after having his dazed mouth clean my cock.

First thing I see in the corridor was yesterday’s hunk fag kneeling outside. Upon seeing me, the fag tried to stand but instantly collapsed, because his legs were still completely fucked out. He crawls towards me, moaning at the sight of me towering over him, and presses his head and mouth under my hard cock while his arms and hands gripe and worship my strong legs.

It was no question that the muscled fag was still cock drunk. His eyes were still dilated, his face was one of incoherent bliss, and he was barely able to talk. Yet the fag’s first instincts were to serve and pleasure me. Even when he couldn’t walk, his natural place was at my feet, worshipping and grovelling.

I dragged him to the sofa and allowed him to worship my body and cock. The fag made such satisfied moans as he touched my legs, sniffed and suckled on my balls, kissed and licked my abs and pecs, and sucked and nursed on my cock tip. I would pet and stroke his head and he would moan back in response. I pulled him back and asked him what he says, and his hoarse, barely coherent voice replies, “Thank you, sir.”

I decided to reward such good service by lifting up his hunky, wasted body, and bounce him up and down my cock. Completely at my mercy, his muscles just a grip hold for me to power him up and down. Had him swinging like a toy, moaning higher and higher, and having yet more assgasms on my cock. The fag’s cunt was still raw, pulpy and destroyed from last night but that didn’t stop me from slamming him up and down hard.

Pounded a massive load into him, his cunt lips were so battered it couldn’t contain my seed and much of it leaked out while I hammered my orgasm into him. Pulled him off and forced his gaping, drooling mouth back onto my cock for cleaning, and left him to my house slut, who at that point had come back to and was waiting to the side for my orders.

I can never get tired of seeing my seed seep out between an open pair of swollen cunt lips.

If you ever had a doubt about the reality of hierarchy being the truth, the life and conquests of Master Jase will dispel them immediately. He’s living proof of its truth.

He’s also living proof of what true Alphas need and expect from the inferiors in their lives. Sure, not every Alpha is as blunt an instrument as he is, but they all require the same worship and service.

And in return, Alphas like Master Jase reward these obedient faggots with training and experiences that will shape the rest of their lives.

So yes, the world has monsters in it. Necessary monsters!

A dog doesn’t care for a choke chain when it’s being trained, but it’s essential to help the dog learn.

Same with a faggot. The training here seems cruel, but it’s helping it learn endurance.

The mildly degrading tone of its Master helps with reinforcement.

This black Alpha Master is known as @deepbreedz on X. He’s a very verbal, raunchy, dominant big-dicked King who seems to delight in the service of his faggots.

I love him already!

What I really appreciate about him is his skillful verbal banter that inspires his faggots to work harder to service him.

Rough training works, especially when a skilled Alpha like @afroblackxxx talks the faggot through the pain and gets it to accept his aggression.

Some Alphas just understand how we are supposed to be used.

It’s like they were born programmed to own and use faggots this way.

And we were programmed to respond to it and obey!

HierarchyIsLaw #HierarchyIsTruth

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the continuing ascension of a 21-year-old bisexual Alpha named Master Joe and his ownership of his best friend’s faggot brother. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!

Frat Alphas are a lot of fun. They play rough, of course, but these elite frat bros do everything with good humor and a keen understanding of hierarchical roles. In fact, the fraternity system is yet another manifestation of hierarchy, so it’s no surprise to see the Alpha/fag dynamic playing out within it.

Like most faggots, I’m drawn to frat Alphas because they are high-testosterone sex machines who are unapologetic in their use of inferiors for their own pleasure. But I particularly love frat Alphas because they like to play with smart-ass faggots like me (and I like to play right back). It’s easy to ingratiate oneself with these frat Alphas, because they are generally so open and confident.

Just be careful not to fall in love with them!

I have no idea if Master Joe is going to college or is in a frat, but he’s the prototypical frat Alpha anyway. He’s a cocky, competitive, and hilarious Alpha who freely enjoys all of the worship he receives. I imagine being owned by him would be like being owned by a Golden Retriever (I mean that in the best possible way). I’ve never seen him, but I would still sum him up in one word: ADORABLE.

His ongoing competition with his best Alpha friend is one of those examples of his adorable frat Alpha traits. As you recall, Master Joe took ownership of his best friend’s little faggot brother in order to playfully humiliate his friend. And ever since Master Joe has been upping the ante on this competition, accomplishing things his friend could only imagine (and handily winning the competition!).

The latest accomplishment for Master Joe is a doozy, but it’s also very revealing:

Hi Sam, this is Master Joe, the Alpha you love

I have great news and I am sure you will be happy for my conquest. Do you remember when we talked about how much my best friend wanted to have a 3some but his girlfriend would never accept it? Well, I scored one more point against him last weekend LOL

I met a sexy girl on a dating app, a total slut lol I told her that I wanted to fuck her hard and she enjoyed my dick pics. But my requirement was having my fag boyfriend with us. She loved the idea and then I went to convince my fag. At first, he did not like the idea at all and felt uncomfortable to get naked next to a girl, he tried to change my mind and have a 3some with another fag, not a woman. But I had already made my decision, so I hugged my fag, kissed his neck many times, and said “well baby, you know you will always be my favorite one, I just want to try something new.” And it didn’t take 5 minutes for my boy to accept it, his only requirement was that he didn’t want to suck the girl’s pussy or boobs. I guess the fag is allergic to it LOL.

I would never force my fag to suck a pussy or do anything that makes him uncomfortable, so I respected his limits. The girl wanted to make out with him to turn me on and that would’ve been hot, but I noticed it would’ve been too much for the fag. So we started our sweaty night with the girl sucking my cock while I was making out with my fag, it was a great way to start it, because I held my fag in my arms and kissed him tenderly, so he felt more comfortable. While the girl had my whole cock in her mouth, I kept whispering “that’s alright” to my boy, and he smiled, feeling safer than before. Than I told it was his time and put the boy in my bed to suck my cock. While he was deep throating my cock, I told the girl to sit on my face. I love sucking pussy and since I started fucking my fag I haven’t had many opportunities to suck pussy. Sucking my fag’s ass pussy is also nice, his ass is tight and smooth, but my tongue loves the feeling of a girl and how they moan like sluts.

Then the girl rode my cock while my boy sat on my face for me to rim his pussy too. I put both on all fours, and fucked my fag doggy style with my cock covered in the pussy juice. And fuck, it felt so amazing!! I felt like a King, both of them shaking their holes to me, with their ass up, begging for my cock. And it was a relief to see that my fag had a beautiful smile in his face during the whole fuck, feeling good and enjoying my cock. Then I kept alternating them: fucking the girl’s pussy, then my fag’s ass. Then I put both of them on their knees and let the girl suck some of my precum, but I shot all my load on my boy’s face and inside his mouth. I know how much he loves my cum and it wouldn’t be fair to give my seed to a girl I had just met. But she was quite happy too, I made sure to fuck her pussy nice and deep.

She was satisfied, my balls were empty, then she asked my fag if he would cum. We both laughed and I answered that he only cums once a week and under my guidance. She didn’t understand it and called it a “fetish,” but respected my boy and in fact she treated him very well during the whole night. She’s a really nice girl. My fag went to take a shower and clean his gaping hole and his face covered in cum, spit, and sweat, then when we were by ourselves, she asked if she could sleep in my apartment. I wanted to be a gentleman but I know my fag would feel scared if I let her stay there, so I called an Uber and paid for her, and made sure she would arrive home safely.

When my boy finished showering, she had already left my home, and he came to my arms, asking if I was proud of him. I kissed his lips, his face, and his neck, telling him that he was the best boy ever. He told me that he loved me, and I answered that I loved him too. We had a very romantic night after that, I ordered a nice dinner for us, and he behaved like a perfect submissive fag. Then he confessed me for the first time that before meeting me he was in love with another Alpha, but he dismissed him because he found a girl and decided to get married. And I understood why he was so reluctant at first, the poor boy was afraid that I would prefer the girl over him and just get rid of him. Then he got emotional, tears coming from him eyes, and said that he will never be able to offer me what a woman can.

I held him in my arms again and noticed that at that moment I really needed to take care of him. So I cleaned his tears, told him that I would never exchange him for a random pussy, and told him that next time he needs to be honest with me about his fears and concerns. He said that he didn’t say anything because he wanted to be a good boy, and guess what? I got hard again LOL I have a good sense of humor, so I told him that his face is always pretty but it looks much better covered in my cum, not in his tears. And my sweet fag said “can I please suck your cock again?”

Then I didn’t even go back to my bedroom, he sucked my in the living room, I shot my second load in his mouth, and told him that I love him and that he is a wonderful boy. He said that he loved me too, and we went to bed.

This whole experience turned out to be much more emotional than just a hot fuck. But it was really good to know more about my fag. After all, he is my slut but also my boyfriend and I want to take care of him. And Sam, you know me well, right? So of course I told my best friend that I fucked a really hot girl in a 3 some, and we laughed for hours. He said that I am lucky because he can’t even think about fucking another pussy with his bossy girlfriend. I guess he’s happy, but I bet I am much happier LOL

Some lions like to feast in fresh meat like me, some others get used to eating fried food for puppies like him!!

See? How can anyone not love Master Joe?

Can we please finally dispel the false narratives that straight Alphas don’t own/use faggots AND that straight Alphas cannot tenderly love their faggots? Master Joe’s life experience is yet another example in the accumulating testimony of this site that both of those narratives are DEAD WRONG. I hate the fetish-like idea that straight Alphas are only violent, selfish, and hateful toward faggots. These Men are the best of us, so why shouldn’t we expect to find higher forms of love and appreciation from them as well?

I love how Master Joe used that whore like a plaything, but immediately rebuffed her attempts to stay overnight! He chose his faggot instead!

And I really hope Master Joe’s faggot gains confidence from the choice Master Joe made! I have also felt the crushing pain of being eventually dismissed by straight Alphas who fell in love with a girl, and it’s traumatic. It was good for the faggot to confess its fears to him! That’s a lesson for all faggots: BE HONEST WITH YOUR MASTERS! As we can see here, that kind of open-hearted honesty touched Master Joe’s heart and turned him on enough to feed the fag another load! Honesty turns Alphas on almost as much as anything else!

Master Joe continues to ascend in power, but at the same time he’s becoming a deeper and more appreciative King. This kind of growth only comes when Alphas allow themselves to have experiences far beyond anything ordinary Men can have (I’m thinking of Men like his best friend).

I do love Master Joe … but I respect him even more!

The following post is part of a thread following the development of a deep Master/faggot relationship between a faggot named Alberto and his straight childhood friend and Master Andre. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

The lifelong friendship Master Andre shares with his faggot Alberto is truly one of the most genuine and frankly beautiful ones I’ve covered on this site. This straight Alpha loved Alberto despite Alberto’s homosexuality, frailty, and vulnerability. Maybe he loved Alberto BECAUSE of those things, because Master Andre is a natural Protector Alpha of the highest order. As those little boys grew into adulthood, Alberto was always beside his Alpha protector, safe in his mighty shadow.

Then along came Master Andre’s former girlfriend and her fetish for gay sex. Had it not been for her (and eventually me), Master Andre may have never started using faggots. But once he started feeding and breeding his dearest friend and took him in as his faggot, his appreciation for Alberto deepened and strengthened … so much so that Master Andre eventually dismissed her in favor of Alberto.

So what’s really going on here?

Master Andre has been wrestling with all of these new feelings created by the ownership of his friend and the collision of his growing power with his genuine warmth and goodness. This is pretty normal for young Protector Alphas. A slight identity crisis results from making choices that go outside societal “norms”.

But Master Andre’s solution to this issue is brilliantly handled:

Hi Sam, this is Andre again, Alberto’s friend.

I have been thinking a lot about my responsibility with Alberto. After everything that happened this year, I felt quite guilty for exposing him to Angela’s questionable attitudes. As you know, she has tried several times to convince me to send Alberto back to his home, which would’ve exposed him to great danger with his father. Of course, I would never do that with him, but I am now noticing that I have great influence and responsibility with him. It is my duty to take care of him and make sure he is safe, and I will not disappoint my little buddy.

The last few weeks have been of deep self-reflection for me and I went back to therapy to organize my thoughts. My therapist believes that I should keep my heart open and explore these new feelings, open to new forms to express my sexuality. And I agree with him. He’s a straight man with a deep understanding of sexuality and I guess familiar with hierarchy because he always tells me that Alberto needs a firm hand and I don’t need to be gay or bisexual to be this firm hand. I agree with him. I have no prejudice at all, from the bottom of my heart. I even tried to watch gay porn to see if my cock would get hard, but no matter how hot the guys are, I don’t feel sexual attraction toward men. What turns me on is Alberto’s big eyes asking me to take care of him, that makes me crazy.

I am still reluctant to call him “faggot” or “slut”, but I have been really into calling him “good boy” or “sweet boy” and he really loves it. Alberto is much more of a sexy romantic gay boy than a hungry slut. In fact, my cock is the only one he has ever sucked or served. And I’m not gonna lie, I’ve using his holes a lot. Our favorite position nowadays has been cowgirl. I sit on the couch with my legs open, he comes like an obedient puppy and sucks my balls and my cock for however long I want, no matter if 5 minutes or 3 hours. Then I lube his hole, he sits on my cock looking at me, and I hug him tight. Then my boy rides me while I hold his body against mine, and it feels so good that I hardly ever change the position. I usually let him ride as much as he wants, and when I’m getting close, I just tell him to stop and fuck his hole hard and deep, pumping my load inside of him. I love how he thanks me at the end, as if I was doing him a huge favor for fucking his tight hole.

I still love pussy and I want to have many girls in my bed. But after what has happened, I will focus on taking care of Alberto’s mind, feelings, and body. He loves tattoos and he has always had a dream to tattoo a flower on his ass, but of course he could never do it while living with his parents. Now that he is with me, I’ve been encouraging him a lot to do it, but I want to choose the best artist possible to do it. His body is perfect and I don’t want anything to change his beautiful ass.

I will keep exploring my feelings and deal with the fact that apparently I am an “Alpha.” I have never thought about that to be honest. For me, taking care of women and gays is just what any man should do, no matter what. I think it’s the reason why men exist, but learning more about hierarchy has been really good to me. And it has helped me to understand that I can have sex with Alberto without necessarily identifying as bisexual. I don’t even think about fucking other femboys, I am very happy pumping all my loads inside my lovely friend and little princess.

I hope that one day I’ll have a lovely wife loyal to be, but I will never let any woman harm Alberto’s feelings. He has my word and I will never disappoint him.

By the way, thanks for sharing the diet by Francesco. Alberto read it here and showed to me. He is healthy and usually doesn’t struggle to get ready for me, but I want him to keep skinny, so I told to him to follow the diet. He immediately went to the grocery store and bought all the ingredients, including the fiber gums to take every morning with chia seeds. It’s too bad to see that Francesco’s partner didn’t follow it. Alberto literally ran to the store to follow what I said. I guess I am a lucky guy, but every time I see him doing my laundry or kneeling for me I am more and more sure of how lucky I am. He says it’s the least he can do after all the times I saved him from bullies or from his dad. But still, I feel very lucky to have such a sweet princess with me.

I don’t know if I love him as I will love my wife one day. This is still confusing for me. But I definitely love him as a lovely and sweet princess who I will always protect.

I’m so moved by the fact that Master Andre went to consult a therapist about his new experiences and the feelings arising from them. He takes this stuff SERIOUSLY, and he’s willing to put in the work to grow and improve!

But maybe I can also help to clarify things for Master Andre as well.

First of all, there’s no question Master Andre is Alpha. In fact, he’s the greatest type of Alpha. He has the potential to be a God Alpha, albeit one with a deep and vibrant emotional core. He’s unafraid to express himself regardless of what anyone thinks precisely because he is Alpha.

And Alberto is a natural-born faggot. I understand that Master Andre views that word as derogatory and insulting, and he doesn’t want to use that kind of word to describe someone he loves as much as Alberto. But that word isn’t insulting to true faggots, and I don’t think Alberto would find it insulting to be called that. I’m not saying Master Andre should, but the roles should be clear here. Master Andre not only loves and cares for Alberto, he OWNS Alberto. That ownership arises from the fact that he’s Alpha, and Alberto is his beloved faggot.

I’m glad that Master Andre is realizing that owning and fucking Alberto doesn’t change the fact that he’s still straight. Funnily enough, Master Andre did exactly what my straight Master Chris once did and tested his heterosexuality by watching gay porn. And, like my Master Chris, he discovered the truth that owning and using faggots does not change a Man’s sexual orientation. I love this so much, because, like my Master Chris, it shows Master Andre is an intelligent and emotionally-confident Alpha.

You can hear the joy in Master Andre’s words when describing his breeding of Alberto, or how obediently Alberto worships/services his cock and balls. You can hear the pride Master Andre has when he describes Alberto’s eagerness to adhere to Master Francesco’s strict diet, knowing that Alberto is a “good boy” always seeking to please him! These are powerful and resonant emotions Master Andre has, ones that come from a perfect Hierarchical alignment of a true Alpha coming to completely own a true faggot.

There’s no doubt Master Andre will eventually go on to fall in love with a woman and have children with her. Before that happens, he will likely have other girlfriends and enjoy lots of pussy.

But none of those relationships will be able to give Master Andre the one thing he now knows he needs as an Alpha: POWER. Because of Alberto’s faithful and loyal worship of him, Master Andre is slowly realizing he is meant for so much more than ordinary Men. He’s understanding the great and charismatic power he wields, gifts he received from nature at birth and will define the rest of his life.

There’s no going backward. Master Andre has a throne to which he was born to ascend! And his beloved Alberto will always be proudly kneeling at his feet!

This training clip captures something special: faggot resistance and defiance!

This fag initially refuses to swallow its Alpha’s piss, but the Alpha refuses to back down from his command until it finally complies.

This faggot needs to be caged and trained harder until broken!