The following post is part of a thread chronicling the blessed life of gay God Alpha Dean, twin brother of his faggot Jimmy and part of the Hierarchical family of God Alpha Dino. CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!
It’s rare for me to receive updates from God Alpha Dino’s Hierarchy Island anymore. I’m not surprised. It’s literally a paradise there, and it’s a daily cocktail of Alphas hunting for fresh food and breeding faggots/females while their small army of faggots tend to their needs and the needs of their (claimed) children. Every so often I drop them a note to check in, but those go unanswered amidst the adventure of their lives today.
But occasionally something dramatic happens to them that reminds them that they still live in the real world, and then I’ll hear from them.
This time, however, it was truly scary. My precious little brother Jimmy, the ever-loyal fag and twin brother of God Alpha Dean, developed a serious heart condition that required emergency surgery. Needless to say I was petrified, and I hated being so trapped and powerless to help.
So many thoughts went through my head. What will happen to Master Dean and his young son they were raising together? Will the extended family on the island be able to handle the loss of their new matriarch faggot so soon after the death of Master Dino’s fag wife Jamie?
So I waited and waited, occasionally prodding for updates as the family traveled to the mainland for Jimmy’s medical treatment.
Then, I finally heard from Master Dean:
Good day little one,
I regret the delay of this correspondence but bunny’s health was and is of the utmost importance. We are assured of My baby’s complete recovery now. I shall allow her to write soon. As of now she cannot receive enough of My attention and ravishes Me at every opportunity with a conviction that almost unsettles Me. Our first full copulation after many weeks was a symphony of love, dominance, and servile poetry. After hours of gentle coupling bunny became an electric outlet for the power of My mind and penis. Never have I adored My bunny more, and the experience lives within Us still. We were expected last week at home but I cannot bear yet to shatter this magic spell between lovers, brothers, and Master and slave. My soul has been enriched while bunny’s has been nourished, in ways unique to the both of us-yet fulfilling both.
Phillip’s joy stayed with Us whenever He was working to help bunny and to provide service for Me. Once bunny was allowed to orally service Men, Chad and Calvin both came over and came in her. Lol She ached for Chadwick, naturally. That is one of the items tugging her heart for home-she’s dying for Chadwick’s ample penis and his special way of using and denigrating her mind and body. He has that unique understanding of each faggot’s personal emotional g-spot and destroys it in the best possible way. mommy used to live for his ‘little abused boy’ routine, as if she were perverting Him instead of the opposite happening. My Brother is a God.
The other tug on both of Us is Our Son. Even though We speak daily on Skype, Our hearts are heavy to parent Our amazing Son. He and the Prince are just as Chad and I were-strong confident Brothers who are inseparable and unstoppable in having exactly what they want. They still need much guidance and I’m aware of the rough and tumble times ahead but love, teaching, and displine will create future Gods that women will desire, Men will envy, and faggots will push themselves to unending limits for Their attentions.
I’ve decided We shall return to the island Monday. I’ll tell the faggots to prepare. Between you and I, little one, this Alpha God has an extremely sore penis. My scrotum has never felt as, as empty as in this moment. I am dehydrated and thirst for water. I, too, need a bit of recovery.
Good day, little one. I wish you all the best.
Master Dean, God Alpha
Oh how I miss Master Dean’s eloquent missives! He expresses his dominance and control in ways that give me a wide-on of my mind as well as my pussy!
I’m just so relieved that little Jimmy went through surgery successfully and has returned to Hierarchy Island to do what he does (and loves) best: SERVE. I’m not sure there is a faggot on earth who hungers for Alpha cock and cum more than Jimmy (Jamie taught him well!), and on the island there is more than enough of that!
But Jimmy is more than a terrific faggot. He’s the emotional and spiritual heart of the island, an exemplary mentor faggot just like his Mom, Jamie. I never stop beaming with joy, love, and pride because of my baby brother!
I did receive a message from Jimmy after Master Dean wrote to me:
Hi brother! It’s me bunny! i’m really doing fine. Daddy’s coming to help us go home to the island FINALLY! i was scared but Dino, My King kept me sane and made me feel safe and loved. Oh sam he is the MOST wonderful Man EVER!! i can’t deserve the Master i have. No way! i wish i had time to tell you how awesome He’s been to me. i need to go home and service the Men! i missed them so bad! Well some of them came to see me and feed me! Hehehe
King says i have to go. It’s time for my bath and then me and King and joy are going to watch a movie. Bye brother! Thanks for caring about me. i missed you and the rainbow too but i MISS my baby boy. He’s got so big while i been gone! He cries for us both!
Yes, I think little Jimmy is going to be just fine!
Love you both!
sam the faggot
The other day I mentioned my experience picking up an Alpha Lyft driver, and I figured I would receive at least one question about it. Sure enough, it arrived like clockwork:
Hi Brother Sam, Thank you for running this site as a just turned 18 year old fag I have found it very helpful and informative, I was scrolling through your page about to ask a question myself when a recent reply caught my attention from one of your stories, you mentioned you approached a Lyft driver and Managed to serve him in 2021, could you please share the story with me and inspire me? I only ask as I use an Uber to and from work every day the last month and it’s always this stunning married mid 40’s muscle gym bro who drives me to work and home, we have built up a relationship since the start of July (when I first started using him) and he is very Alpha. masculine, confident and gives off incredible energy, I find myself with the urge to serve him as a fag and was writing to you today for advice/how to approach it as I’m still so new to this world and want to serve him and embrace my duty as a fag and then I saw you mention a lyft driver which is so similar to my story, could you please provide tips/advice and share your story of how you convinced your lyft driver to let you serve him ? thank you brother Sam! much love and respect – Ryan the Fag xo
I wrote about the experience on the previous version of this site, but for some reason I couldn’t find it in my archives (I did find my post about the Alpha I drove home and serviced him after, which I might repost). So I’ll tell the story again, because it really illustrates the power of fearlessly speaking hierarchical truth!
As many of you know, I was arrested in late August of 2020 when a friend of mine asked me to drive a car to him in another state, and that car had meth inside the doors (of which fact I was naively unaware). I spent three weeks in jail before being released on my own recognizance. Three days after my release I came down with a paralyzing staph infection of the blood and pneumonia arising from the chemo port still in my chest from my bout with cancer two years prior. I nearly died from that while laboring in the COVID wing of the hospital, but I eventually overcame it after two months of antibiotics.
I was in rough shape!
I had sold my car to pay bills, so I was immobile for the first time since I was 16 years old. One day I needed to go to an Office Max store for some supplies, so I called a Lyft ride to drive me 15 minutes away. My driver was “Antoine”. I would later find out everybody called him “Twan”.
I was pleasantly surprised when I saw Twan in the driver’s seat. He looked young (turned out he was 24 years old) and wearing a Cardinals jersey. He had a neatly trimmed goatee and his short hair was twisted in little braids. He grunted at me when I greeted him with that indifferent black Alpha attitude I learned to overcome long ago. And so we started off.
I started by asking him how long he had been driving Lyft. “A coupla months,” was the blunt reply. So I quickly pivoted to my own previous experience driving Uber and Lyft for a year, and I mentioned how weird some of the rides had been. No real response. Then I said, “I’m sure you get a lot of people flirting with you since you’re Alpha.” He chuckled a little bit and agreed. “My girl don’t like that part.”
So then I said, “Do you consider yourself to be Alpha?” He quickly agreed that he was. So then I said, “Some people don’t think Alphas are real, but I know they are.” I began to describe some of the qualities of Alphas and what sets them apart. I had his attention.
Then I said, “I’m a firm believer in hierarchy.” He replied, “What do you mean?” So I explained how males are different, and how Alphas like him are at the top of the hierarchy pyramid and other males are below and serve the Alphas on top.
Then came the magic question: “So what are you?” I smiled, and without hesitation said, “I’m a faggot, Sir.”
Twan laughed in knowing surprise. “Yeah, I thought you were.”
By this point we were almost there. Time to wrap it up: “I’ve accepted that my role is to serve superior Men and Alphas like you. It’s just the way the world is.” Twan pulled his SUV up in front of the store.
Before getting out, I ended this way: “Sir, if you want to take my number, you can call if you ever need anything.” He took my number. “Thank you, Sir,” I said respectfully as I left his vehicle.
I went inside the store and, after looking around unsuccessfully for a bit, asked a clerk to help me. Suddenly, my phone dings. I have a message from Twan:
“Come out to the truck now.”
I immediately excused myself and left the store. In front of the store was Twan’s SUV. I climbed into the back seat, asking coyly, “Are you in need, Sir?”
“Yeah.”
We drove around until we found a bank that was closed (it was COVID, and many places were closed during the weekdays). He pulled to a discreet back corner of the lot, parked, and then hurried into the back seat with me. He pulled down his sweat pants and underwear in one smooth motion and said, “suck my dick, fag!”
One thing I love about black Alphas is the length and weight of their limp dicks. Even when they’re not hard, they’re still impressive when you manipulate them or suck them. Twan was not totally hard when I started, so I got to enjoy the pleasure of it rapidly growing in my mouth. He grabbed my head and fucked my mouth for a bit, and he barked commands like “moan more!” when he wanted some vibration.
When he was getting close, I was starving for his load, but Twan loves shooting his loads on his cocksucker’s mouths/faces. He did that to me, and I pushed what I could into my mouth and swallowed it after.
Then he drive me home.
Since he had a girlfriend, he couldn’t use me all the time, but I was one of his regular cocksuckers for about a year or so until I was finally sentenced and sent to prison in July of 2022. When I was released two years later Twan had changed his phone number and mine was different, too. So that was the end of that!
As you can see, this isn’t particularly difficult. It really just requires a faggot to be fearlessly honest about hierarchy and purpose. You have truth and the insatiable Alpha sex drive on your side! Use those things to your advantage just like I did then!
Here’s to your growth and success, brother!
Love,
sam the faggot
The following post is part of a thread chronicling a gay marriage that has blossomed into a hierarchical union between a faggot named Dean and his husband. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
It’s been interesting to me to follow the hierarchical transformation of Dean’s marriage to an oddly-repressed Alpha. As Dean’s understanding and acceptance of his purpose as a faggot has grown, his Alpha husband has also transformed into much more of the Alpha he was always meant to be.
This is why I emphasize how fully-actualized faggots help all Men become what they actually are. Even if that Man is a straight Alpha with no interest in gay sex, owning and using fags financially or domestically transforms him. That’s what we’re seeing in Dean’s Alpha husband as Dean submits to him more deeply.
But now we’re getting into tougher territory. A big test of a fag’s real commitment to service is the acceptance of an Alpha’s need to breed others. For most people, this would be a violation of a marriage bond, but for a faggot married to an Alpha it’s merely another way to submit.
But that service can be deepened even more, as Dean is going to discuss in his latest update:
As I told you some months ago, I have accepted that my Master-Husband has the need to breed other faggots to embrace his real nature as an Alpha. Despite our love for each other, our transition towards an unequal relationship required some adjustments in our apartment: I now sleep in the individual bed from the guests room and he stays in the master bedroom. This has made things more practical, as when he brings fags home the bedroom is always available and I can have my space while he fucks them. He also sometimes invites me in the master bedroom to sleep with him. This makes these nights even more special and I always take extra care to be smooth and ready for him. He particularly enjoys playing with me while I am asleep and often I wake up with him fingering my pussy or with his full length already inside me.
Unsurprisingly, he is having no trouble finding other faggots. He goes to the gym commando and these bitches practically throw themselves at him! I can’t blame them. But as I told you in my previous message, I wanted to find and offer him some faggots to show him my acceptance of our new relationship. My Master-Husband also thought that it would be a good exercise to train my submission and promised me that, if he liked them, he would let me join and give me his cum at the end.
My fag hunting exercise has proven very successful, so I wanted to share the tricks that I learned in case it was useful for someone else in a similar journey. At the beginning, I found it difficult to introduce the topic when I identified one, but eventually I realised that faggots love to talk about men and their relationships and is often one of the first conversations that they have with someone new. My strategy has been to start by asking, as naturally as possible:
This is usually followed by them asking me what do I mean by an Alpha, which enables me to talk about the hierarchy and my relationship with my Master-Husband. They are always very curious about it, and it leads to several questions about the relationship dynamics. I make sure to show them a picture of him before we talk about the sexual dynamics, so that when we do they subconsciously start imagining him doing the things that I describe.
Then I ask the question that seals the deal:
They rarely know what I mean by this, but when I explain what it is, I have them begging me to spend a night with him!
As you can see these questions are based on the material and advice that you provide in the website to approach Alphas, just tailored to faggots and their weaknesses, and it has worked wonderfully. After all, it takes one to know one! So again, thank you Sam!
I’m really proud of Dean for embracing the new arrangement in their home. I think it’s necessary, but that doesn’t make it easy. It’s great how quickly Dean’s husband instituted new rules and sleeping arrangements, staking his claim as Master. This is an important developmental step for an Alpha, and ones wise faggots accept.
The net result of Dean’s Master-husband enforcing these rules and breeding other fags in what used to be their bed is a deepening of Dean’s submission. I suppose we could call it “cucking” even though I don’t think that exactly fits. However, the arrangement does act like a chastity cage as far as denial is concerned.
Also, Master-Husband’s prolific breeding habits leaves Dean in awe. This is why Dean was so eager to find fags for Master-Husband to breed … it’s a version of tributing to a King. These fresh fags are Dean’s tribute to him.
I absolutely loved hearing how Dean inverted my approach to Alphas in order to entice more faggots! Such a clever thing to do! I’m sure Master-Husband loved these new toys being delivered to him by his personal faggot!
Once again, it’s SO IMPORTANT to embrace truth, especially in a marriage. When we do that, not only are we allowing ourselves to experience fulfillment, but we’re also giving our partner that same gift!
Thank you, Dean!
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!
The last we heard from Ethan, he was preparing to serve King Karter and a bunch of his Alpha BNWO brothers over the Fourth of July holiday in America. When I didn’t hear back from him, I figured he was either in the hospital recovering, or had been split in half and buried in a shallow grave. Let’s face it: black Alphas are not gentle, especially with faggots.
But then I remembered how much King Karter, Ethan’s Owner, cherished his newest faggot. And King Karter would always make sure his favorite toys are well tended and cared for!
But now, more than a month later, Ethan returns to share the wild details of the greatest holiday he’s ever experienced! Buckle up:
Hi Sam,
I am very sorry for not emailing you after the cookout in July. But I have had a lot of dates since then, partially to make up for the time I had to take off for finals and the time I will take off for the first two weeks of school so I can get a schedule down. I also had to submit this email to King Karter 4 times until he finally approved it; he had me edit a lot out that I wanted to tell you.
I will get to what happened at the party first. (I will tell you what I can) First, the party started on Saturday, the 4th of July. #1, and another fag that was owned by another King, and I got there around 10:00. They rented out a large Airbnb with a pool, hot tub, and a BBQ, with a decent-sized bar inside that was part of the kitchen. I manned the bar and set it up while number 1 and the other fag got the food together and started setting up the rest of the house with lube, sex toys, and other items. They started marinating the meats and making the mac and cheese, pasta and potato salads, and a few other foods that were already prepared when the first group of Kings and a few other faggots started arriving. King Karter could not arrive until later in the evening because he had to work, and #3 also had to come later because of his work.
When we arrived, we were told we had to wear either a very small string jockstrap or a lace panty thong. I chose the jockstrap as I don’t really like wearing girly stuff. We had to wear them at all times unless a king pulled them off, but then we had to put them back on after they were done with us. We also still had to stay locked at all times, of course, so I was locked all 4th weekend, and we had to refer to all of the Kings as “Daddy.” A lot of them liked that, so the other Kings said it was a rule. It was a four-bedroom house, and one of the bedrooms had two twin beds where we faggots could sleep or take our break times. Even though we had break times, there were many times when I would be asleep because I was so exhausted, and then I would just wake up with a huge dick in my mouth or one sliding up my hole. We didn’t have time to really sleep because even if we were on our “break time,” we were still used. There were, in all, about 9 Kings that came and went; most stayed most of the weekend. With 6 of us faggots. The group was originally going to leave on Monday the 6th, but they were having such a good time that the King that got the place called the manager and had the stay extended until Wednesday the 8th. I had to go to work on Tuesday and Wednesday, but I would go back there to help in the evening and to help clean up on Wednesday afternoon.
I managed most of the bar, along with serving drinks and food, cleaning up after them, and giving massages, along with any other needs like laundry and anything else they needed. There was a huge walk-in shower in the main Master suite bedroom where, instead of having one degnated urinal fag for a given time like the last party, the Kings wanted to have like a huge piss bukkake times, so they would pick a faggot pull them into the walk-in shower, we would get on our knees and the Kings would all stand around us in like a circle and piss on us like a bukkake just with piss, we would then have to keep our mouth open and try to drink as much of it as we could. If there was only one King that needed to piss, he would ask around and try to get others to join in. They would pull whoever (faggot) they liked or who was the closest. But I noticed some would pull certain faggots more often. After they were all done, the fag would have to lick up the floor as much as he could, and after the kings all left, we could shower and rinse off so we didn’t smell of piss the whole weekend. They originally wanted to do it outside, but some of the Kings were concerned the neighbours might see or hear it and call the cops or the owner of the place.
We also each had to spend time in the Master suite with a huge King Bed, blindfolded for sometimes hours at a time, and let anyone that came in use us. We were not allowed to remove the sleeping mask until our owners came back into the room to tell us our time was up. That part was a little nerve-racking because I could not tell who was coming and going, who was fucking my mouth or ass. Well, I could tell sometimes by their voice and the way they handled me, like King Karter, of course, especially if I had been used by them before on dates, or at the party. For some, it was more difficult. It was harder, because if I could see and know who I was serving, I could do what I knew they liked. But when you’re just there on all fours on a bed and all of a sudden you have a dick in your mouth and just start sucking, it is hard to tell if they like what you are doing, if they like a lot of tongue or more lips, or more spit, if they like me licking their balls a lot, or strokes with my tongue, or long, deep throat. Sometimes they had me close my eyes under the sleeping mask; they would then pull it up, and then they would paint my face with a few loads of cum and put the mask back on. Then when I would open my eyes again under the sleeping mask, the cum would start to run in my eyes and burn my eyes. Also, they would like to get really rough during those times, with a lot of verbal humiliation, like name-calling and slapping. Which I didn’t mind.
But, there was this brand new faggot named Evan. He came with another King. Evan is just a 19y/o twink, dirty/blond, blue-eyed with a tan, tight body, and a huge flirt and fun guy. He had never been exposed to this kind of party before, so I think it kind of freaked him out a bit. After his time in the Master suite, he spent a lot of time in the bathroom; I didn’t notice it until #1 came over to me and asked me to go talk to him because he might need someone to talk to. I wasn’t sure what I could do, but I said Yeah, sure. I knocked on the door and asked if he was good. I could hear he had been crying a bit. And I asked if I could come in. I didn’t know him well; we had just met like a day before. So I felt kind of uncomfortable because I didn’t know what to say. I just asked if he was good and what was wrong. He said he didn’t think this kind of thing was what he was going to do. His King and he had just been fucking for about the last 4 months, and this was the first time he had been with more than one guy at the same time, even though he had been getting fucked since he was 14. I think the time in the Master suite was like an experience he wasn’t ready for; he was a bit scared and intimidated. I didn’t blame him; I was too, and I had been to another party like this before. He knew that he would get fucked by other men before he came, but he didn’t know he would be blindfolded and just used like that. I told him a little bit about my experiences and being shared (I left out the part where the men pay King Karter for it) He was in shook a bit of some of the things I told him, But I also told him it was possibly the greatest experience I have had in my life, that King Karter takes care of me, and watches over me to make sure no one hurts me, has helped me change my life, and helped me fulfill my purpose, the times I get to do chores for him or clean for him and I also get to please not only him but many of his friends, it was worth it, I asked him what he liked the best about surviving his King, Evan said, he obviously loved the sex, he also felt his King made him feel safe and wanted, he loved the force and strength his King had when using him. I told him to focus on those things and not let the other stuff bother him so much, so that he will get used to it soon. Not to freak out and abandon his new King because once he gets used to it, he will probably love everything about it too, like I do. He had a big smile and hugged me after. I think he felt a lot better. I told him if he wanted to talk after the cookout and hang out. Since then, we have hung out a few times, and we have talked on the phone and texted multiple times a week. He has been feeling better about everything. I also told him about your website and Discord. He was shocked because he had never heard of you before and didn’t think this kind of thing was so widespread. He is a cute guy, and I know he will serve many alphas well. I don’t know if he has joined the Discord yet, but he has read many of the stories and figured out which one was mine. He was shocked by the date thing at first, but he said he does not know if he would be able to do it if his King would ask him to. He is still serving him and does not regret any of it anymore, and it has since been shared a few more times, but he is not bothered by it anymore. I think the first time being blindfolded and having random dudes you don’t know use you was a hard intro to being a real faggot.
After King Karter read that part in my previous drafts, he said he was proud of me helping another faggot. He said from what Evan’s King told him, he was sure that we would see Evan again at another party. I think he will still need more time to get used to all of it, but I know he will get used to it.
Anyways, I will wrap it up. Other than the party, I have been going on a lot of other dates to make up for the time I can’t do it during school or when I have finals. I will be starting my last year here. Don’t know if I will stay to get a master’s in business; I think it’s kind of a waste of time. My job is going well, though, and King Karter said he might have big plans for us for next summer if everything goes well this year. But he doesn’t want to spoil the surprise. Now I want to know, but I might have to wait a whole year!
Ok, thanks, Sam! I hope you had a good Summer.
Love,
Ethan #5
As I’ve emphasized many times on this site, there are plenty of Alpha groups across America and around the world that host parties where they share their faggots. Some of these are gay Alphas, but more often they are straight or bisexual Alphas who own fags. Yes, I know it sounds like fantasy (or porn), but it 100% really happens. Alphas like the opportunity to bond sexually with each other, sharing power together, and they know the truest expression of that is by using faggots together. These Alphas like to hold court together and be treated like Emperors.
Or did you think King Karter used the title “King” just for effect?
I’m so proud of Ethan for maintaining his composure and service level throughout the entire extended party, through the mid-sleep rapes, etc. It’s not easy to stay in the moment when you’re constantly being hunted by that many giant black dicks!
Just ask poor Evan!
Again, I am so proud of Ethan for taking on that mentor faggot role in order to comfort his inexperienced brother! I knew Ethan was a mentor fag, and this was his moment to shine! It’s REALLY not easy to try to talk someone down in the middle of a high-stress function like this party, but Ethan did a good job getting Evan to talk and reason out about his purpose. It’s no wonder King Karter singled out that part for praise!
You know, I remember when King Karter first took ownership of Ethan, and how overwhelmed Ethan was by the experience. To see King Karter’s training and care yield such fine fruits is truly wonderful. It glorifies his Master, and demonstrates Ethan’s maturity and value! There aren’t many faggots as impressive as Ethan in the world! I’m glad he’s finding such blissful fulfillment in King Karter’s service!
Thank you, Ethan, for continuing to share your journey! And thank you King Karter for allowing him to share it!
Always,
sam the faggot
This post is part of a thread chronicling the young Apex Alphahood of King Phillip, a college Alpha who owns faggots. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!
I love self-reflective Alphas. There is so much to learn about the growth and mentorship of Alphas and how they develop, but how will anyone ever know unless there are some Alphas who are actively thinking about their own experiences and thoughtfully tracking their development?
What I’ve done on this site is completely define Alphahood, not as a fetish or a theory, but as an objectively REAL type of Man. It’s something that can be measured in quantifiable ways other than weakened knees and rapid heartbeats.
One of the more thoughtful Alpha voices I’ve collected over the years is King Phillip. He’s an Alpha who deeply ponders and reflects on his power, why it’s there, and how best to use it.
A couple of days ago, out of the blue, King Phillip texted me like this:
Fuck, bullying really is natural, And it’s natural I’m the one doing it. I used to think I was a nice kid, when I was growing up. But I started looking back on those times very seriously, and looking at some of the things I still have from then. I was an absolute bully, and I never realized that.
To which I replied:
I think all Alphas have both Protector and Destroyer Alpha aspects in them during their formative years, but one side takes over predominantly during maturation.
King Phillip replied:
And even protectors bully, sometimes as ruthlessly as a destroyer. What’s kind of messing with my head is how I didn’t really understand I was being a bully back then. I wonder if that is just being Alpha or if I was trying to not see what I was doing.
You couldn’t see it. Those were your natural actions as an Alpha.
That’s probably true. It feels natural when I do it today, and back then I wouldn’t have taken seriously my own power
Exactly, Master. This is why education on Hierarchy is so important. Young Alphas need to be mentored and taught about the overwhelming power that they have so they can be aware of it, as well as how to use it.
Haha not everyone is a faggot. I’m sure a lot of my victims back then didn’t like it the way you would
It doesn’t matter. They were inferior to you, and you were unknowingly enforcing hierarchy by putting them in their place.
That feeds my ego, fuck.
If it all starts with bullying, then hierarchy starts at the top. It’s something Alphas impose on the rest of the world.
But the world submits because of obvious Alpha superiority
I think they submit because I’m more powerful. My superiority might be natural, but I end up at the top because I put myself there. But I’m quibbling
Why do you think your faggots serve you, Master?
Because they crave a more powerful man, and I radiate power.
They want to please you.
They do! And they want me to TAKE from them. And that’s ripe for bullying and humiliation. Have you ever met an Alpha who wasn’t a bully?
I’ve been owned by a couple of God Alphas who weren’t bullies in the traditional sense. They got whatever they demanded, but they weren’t hurtful to me.
That’s interesting. I wonder if there’s some sense in which they were bullies but never had to actually be mean
I was very obedient, Master
I can’t imagine you any other way, cocksucker
Awww that was such a nice compliment! I’ve rarely seen King Phillip’s softer side!
Then King Phillip continued:
You’ve played a big role in my development as an Alpha. I have an actual stable now because of it.
I own three, and use two more.
1) my asskisser, who is older and sends me messages and other kinds of things to feed my megalomania
2) my footlicker, who serves me sexually
3) my head boy, who is my longest serving faggot, gives me lots of different kinds of service (this is Dylan, whom I stole from the other ‘alpha’)
4) pincushion, who I fuck when I visit the city
5) girlboy, who I also fuck when I go to the city haha
Yes. I didn’t include my husband, who serves me but it’s not a real ‘arrangement’ haha
Then King Phillip shared a super-hot video clip of one of his faggots sucking his big dick while he used call/response to train it. I’m not allowed to share it – sorry everybody. One of the few perks of being a faggot running a site like this, I guess!
I’ve been so proud to be King Phillip’s sounding board as he’s grown more accustomed to his awesome power and how to wield it! He’s truly one of a kind, an unparalleled King among Men and fags!
Thank you, King Phillip, for blessing me!
Yours,
sam the faggot
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the ascension of a young straight Alpha named Matt who suspected his good friend Andres was not only gay, but also a faggot … and rose up to protect him. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
I honestly feel like a silly fangirl whenever I write or speak about Alpha Matt, the straight, 25-year-old Protector Alpha who has shepherded his faggot best friend Andres to safety and into the service of his Alpha friend Diego. There’s something about his steady confidence and inherent masculine goodness that gives me a WIDE-ON (if you know, you know) whenever he contacts me. With him I’m like a female who gets hot and bothered when she sees a hot guy holding a baby or playing with a puppy … The contrast between the power of a Man carefully handling the weakest of creatures always makes them wet.
I wish Alpha Matt would’ve been my best friend when I was a confused faggot in high school. I would’ve been so grateful to him for his benevolence and tenderness toward me that I would’ve never stopped kissing his feet in gratitude! I just wish with my whole fag heart that straight Men everywhere could come to know Alpha Matt and learn from his magnanimous masculinity!
What he has done to rally around his frightened faggot friend Andres and lead him to a fulfillment Alpha Matt might not even fully understand is already the stuff of legends here. He just knew he needed to act to save his beloved friend! But Alpha Matt has gone several steps beyond what an ordinary straight Man would do, including finding a Master for Andres named Diego and allowing Master Diego to breed Andres in his apartment! Words really fail me when I contemplate it.
Now Alpha Matt returns with an update. I can’t wait for you to read it!
Hey, this is Matt again!
I just listened to your podcast about me, and it was really nice to see all your respect and devotion. I do hope that one day a girl will talk about me just like you.
I’ve been a bit busy, but I wanted to give you an update. Diego had a lot of work this summer-that is, he basically spent the whole month of July fucking Andres multiple times under my roof. At first he would wait for me to leave the apartment, but I told him that I don’t care, so now what happens very often is that I’m watching TV while I hear the bed frame literally banging the wall in the other room. Diego told me that he covers Andres’ mouth because he doesn’t wanna disturb me with the noise lol what a thoughtful friend I have. I think many other guys would be upset or offended with his bisexual friend fucking his fag friend in his own bed, but to be honest, I’m glad to see that my apartment became a safe place for my little Andres to be himself. I did tell him to wash the bed sheets though, it would be too much to sleep on his sweat and cum lol but joking aside, I am truly happy, Sam. Andres wakes up with a beautiful smile on his face every single day, he hasn’t cried for two weeks now, which is a big achievement considering how depressed he was living with his family. And I officially brought him to live with me, he feels much safer here than with his parents. And so, our dynamic now is that my apartment has just 1 bedroom, 1 kitchen, 1 bathroom, and 1 tiny living room, so Andres sleeps on the couch in the living room, I sleep in the bedroom, and when Diego is around I let them have fun in my bedroom.
Andres does not tell me the details, I guess he feels embarrassed, he just thanks me for being a good friend and says that “things are going well”. Diego, however, loves to give all the details, many more than I would ask to be honest lol he told me that Andres was waiting for him with his hole already lubed and wearing the butt plug I gave him, so he just needed to take if off, put some lube on his cock, and go for it. He also said that after three weeks Andres’ blowjob is “better than a woman would get in 10 years” – Diego likes to rub on my face how lucky he is to be bisexual and fuck both guys and girls.
By the way, you said in the podcast that you don’t know if I would watch the porn on the website, and I’m very open-minded, I have nothing against it, but it just doesn’t turn me on. I wish it did, because Diego has a wonderful life fucking all the holes he wants, but I just like the female body so much, the boobs, the forms, the shape, the pussy, it’s all so visually appealing, I’m getting hard just thinking about it. Nothing against fags, please don’t take it personally, I recognize that some guys are really handsome, but I just don’t get hard watching gay porn. I have considered trying it with a very feminine guy, or maybe a femboy wearing a cage and some make-up, but I don’t know, I don’t think I’d get hard. Diego and I got much closer this summer now that he is with Andres, and Diego thinks that I should try a transgender guy with a pussy just to see how it feels. I don’t know, I have zero fragile masculinity about it, but I don’t wanna try it and then not getting hard and having a weird moment for both me and the guy.
I’m going out with that submissive girl I told you about. She just let me fuck her twice in a month, unlike Andres who let Diego fuck him around 20 times lol but she’s a nice girl and quite submissive in bed. In all other things she’s not submissive at all, but she made me cum twice in the past few weeks, so I think I’ll have a great time with her.
Thanks for the very kind words on the podcast, Sam! I appreciate it. Now that I’m 25 I wanna explore my Alphahood more and more, and your posts have been very helpful. I hope you like to know that our little Andres is living his best life, I take care of his feelings and safety now that he lives with me, and Diego takes care of his holes… he’s a lucky boy, isn’t he?
First of all, it’s so beautiful that Alpha Matt has moved Andres into his apartment! It sounds a bit short on room, and I get a feeling this arrangement cannot last too long with only one room. After all I’m sure Alpha Matt will want to bring a girl home to empty his balls, too! But they seem to be getting by okay.
I do think that it would be a good idea for Alpha Matt to set out some domestic chores for Andres to handle. I say it would be good for Andres because Andres needs to learn that owned faggots should honor and respect their Alphas in this way, but it would also be good for Alpha Matt to get a taste of what faggot ownership feels like. Not that he wants to own a faggot himself, but he might come to understand the advantages of owning them.
I’m really glad that Andres has made significant improvement since his awkward first time serving Master Diego! Apparently Master Diego is quite skilled at training faggots! It hasn’t been that long, and Andres is already better than most women! That’s quite a compliment!
Then Alpha Matt starts discussing his attraction toward women and his lack of attraction toward males. I get it – he’s straight. But a lot of straight Men and Alphas use faggots sexually despite not being attracted to them physically. So what is the reason? SUBMISSION and WORSHIP. Women do not properly worship or respect the vast, world-conquering power of Men despite the fact that MEN WANT AND NEED THIS WORSHIP! They’re made to be worshiped! So when straight Alphas have a faggot kneeling at their feet, kissing their feet, respectfully calling them “Sir” or “Master”, and glorifying them in general, something other than sexual attraction kicks in.
What is that? It’s an Alpha’s need to conquer and ascend into a position of ultimate glory where women and Men submit to his power. That need, that desire exists in the mighty hearts of all Alphas, and a faggot unlocks that better than anything else!
I’m not suggesting Alpha Matt should even try a faggot’s worship, but I’m pretty sure he would get hard if a faggot worships him and then wraps its skilled mouth around his growing cock!
To that end, I was so disappointed that Alpha Matt’s girlfriend only “allowed” him to use her sexually twice in a month. Alpha Matt is a growing King, and any subs in his Kingdom should be on-call and ready/willing to service him on command! In the world of faggots the word “NO” doesn’t exist. It wasn’t Andres “letting” Master Diego use him 20 times … but rather, Master Diego decided to use Andres 20 times. Again, Alphas make the rules, not faggots!
Overall, this is an amazing update. I love how happy Alpha Matt is from seeing his faggot friend Andres happy, safe, and fulfilled! But even more important than that is the fact that, in the course of trying to help Andres, Alpha Matt has awakened a deeper sense of purpose within himself! He’s embracing his natural role as an Alpha and realizing the truth of hierarchy in his own life!
And why is that important? Because our broken world needs more good Kings, righteous leaders, and God Alphas in it! Alphas like my beloved Alpha Matt!
Thank you, Sir!
Always,
sam the faggot
