When you’re kneeling before four young Alphas, you have no choice anymore. Surrender to it.

HierarchyIsTruth!

When you’re kneeling before four young Alphas, you have no choice anymore. Surrender to it.

HierarchyIsTruth!

A persistent, hungry faggot might not be the most obedient boy in the world, but it will eventually wear down the Alpha’s resistance and get him to use it!

Few Alphas can keep themselves from getting turned on by worship and hungry holes!

The following post is part of a thread highlighting the exploits of Master Dean, the God Alpha son of Master Dino and twin brother/owner of Jimmy the faggot. CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!

When God Alpha Dino moved his extended family of Alphas and faggots from their mountain fortress to an island in the Atlantic Ocean, I worried that the extreme change in environment and lack of easy medical care might not be best for them (especially given the number of toddlers involved). I kept my reservations to myself since it wasn’t my place to question the move at all.

But how foolish I was! The change in environment was the perfect place to finally unleash the absolute power of the five Alphas there: Master Dino, Master Chad, Master Dean, Master Cal, and Master Phillip. They have all reverted into primal Alpha beasts like their ancient ancestors. Mostly naked and roasted by the sun to a deep, rich, coffee brown, the Alphas take profound pleasure in training together, hunting together, and breeding together.

The many faggots with them (called “the rainbow” because each is named after a color) have also reverted back to the way ancient fags served Alpha clans of the past, by cooking and gathering and caring for Alpha offspring. Oh, and being used again and again for sexual pleasure by the horny Alphas of the tribe.

It’s the way it has always been, and Master Dino’s family has become its embodiment on this isolated island paradise.

Of all the Alphas on the island, I’m probably closest to Master Dean. He’s the most directly intellectual of them, and a gifted writer. And while I’m nothing compared to him and will never be counted among his friends, he deigns to make me feel worthy in small ways that feel like the universe to me.

In keeping with that spirit, Master Dean occasionally writes to me for no reason other than he was thinking of me, as he did recently:

Hello little one, 

I am refraining from My studies and, in mid-contimplation, thoughts turned to you. I trust you are well. We all certainly are thriving. I can see the Children outside, faggots with the young Ones and Chadwick and Phillip with the oldest group. It looks as if Our Savior is thrilling the youthful Spawns with an adventurous yarn as He demonstrates how to dress a boar for storage. They all laugh and alternate for the premium spot beside Our boisterous, blood-spattered Leader. My Son especially loves hunting and absorbs every word and action of His Uncle Chad. Concurrently, the Prince follows Me, drinking in My educationed speech, and is in awe of My medical knowledge. If someone is ill, Prince is at My side as I examine the patient. But both Boys worship Their respective Fathers as well.

Bunny is well and on a mission to serve Phillip and Spike, His Son, until the Men are drained. My little whore is well and happy. I honestly was unsure of the outcome for bunny for a time. I was assured of My baby’s recovery when, after 2 days of bed rest after open heart surgery, she asked for My semen. Not food or drink, just My penis and ejaculate.

Cal just entered and nosily read what I am writing. He says hello.  I must tell you He is a fine specimen of a Alpha Man, tanned, just developed muscularly, and His scent is amazing. I may be compelled to enter a contest of strength with My Brother and see Which comes out on top-or bottom depending on One’s desires. Ha. I amuse Myself. 

Chadwick continues to lead by example and with education in the best manner for Children. Not one disobeys His command or fails to understand all He teaches. I, too, am never questioned or disobeyed. I am aware that Chad informed you of His faggot son, gavin. he is definitely a faggot who loves all Men but is almost insanely in love with Chad. The little whore has been caught with Chad, who is unknowing of anything when sleeping. (c.c. can attest to being taken by Chad while He sleeps. My Brother copulates while snoring.) Regardless, I caught gavin with a sleeping Savior absolutely worshipping Chad’s tumescent penis, licking and sniffing until He ejaculated that huge emission as I walked in. Unnoticed, I stood watching as that faggot reveled in a Man’s cum. I thought it best to remain quiet and exit. I told Chadwick about the experience and He decided to ignore it but We all now make sure gavin is unable to enter a room where Chad sleeps. Neither want to discourage gavin’s desires or warp his emotional self, his natural desires. he is a faggot. It seems We have another bunny and Pop situation here as gavin is now totally inseparable from Chadwick whenever He is available to gavin. 

Well little one, I could continue to infinity but I think it’s definitely time for an Alpha contest with Cal. His scent was intoxicating. Who knows, I might actually ‘lose’ and be compelled to give My ass to My Brother. Ha. (Still amusing Myself) Afterward,  I’m positive of some type of orgiastic taking of the rainbow. It’s been almost a week since All Men gathered to take all faggots. It’s definitely the moment. 

Good day, little one. Your King is feeling jubilant and aroused. I mustn’t tarry.

        Your Master, Dean 

        King of faggotry.

I really cherished that update. Master Dean sounds so relaxed, so complete within himself. He knows he rules along with his brothers at the summit of hierarchy, and his place is forever ensured. Their island Kingdom is just the literal manifestation of that promise.

It was great to hear about Master Chad’s classes with his many sons in rapt attention around him. Is there a sight that better represents Alpha mentorship than Master Chad passing his knowledge to his sons??

When Master Dean described smelling Master Cal’s pheromones on the breeze and getting aroused, it really brought home for me just how much this island paradise is transforming all of them into their primal states. They have left “modern society” behind, choosing instead to live life by the ancient code of Natural Law!

The part about Master Chad’s son Gavin would probably disturb most people. But rather than becoming instantly offended, a little thought would reveal a great truth: the deep knowledge of hierarchy that Masters Chad and Dean have help them to accurately detect and handle these peculiar needs of their growing sons. Also, regardless of what Gavin grows to be, he will always have a safe, inclusive, and encouraging place in this family built on hierarchical values!

I’m a very lucky faggot indeed to know this amazing family over such a long period of time!

But best of all, I get to know and serve one of the great God Alphas of my life, my wickedly intelligent Master Dean!

Thank you, Master!

Yours,

sam the faggot

I love the way Master @hugepenisbro talks to his loaded and impregnated faggot!

His soothing voice and gentle rubbing is a form of aftercare while the fag assimilates his DNA into its own!

The complete union of Alpha and fag!

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The following post is part of a thread chronicling the development of a married beta-sub named Pete who was raised hierarchically by his Alpha father and grandfather, and is submissive to this three sons. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

I’ve carried some crazy true stories on this site over the years, but the story of a beta-sub named Pete being groomed by his family of Alphas (including his Alpha sons!) into becoming a faggot is one of the most mind-boggling.

In previous posts, we learned about how Pete was raised by an Alpha father and grandfather to celebrate masculinity and hierarchy. Boys never wore clothes, because the male body was embraced as perfect and praiseworthy.

Pete has three teen sons who are largely being raised by his Dad and grandfather as Alphas, and these three sons accept that their father Pete is a faggot to be owned. By them.

In this latest update, we start to see the larger Alpha pack that Pete’s father and grandfather have built, and how his sons are becoming part of it.

READ ON:

It’s been awhile. Had a great August and September. Eventful.

Boys are good. Football season and the older boys have girlfriends.

All the boys had football through August, though they had a week off. The two older boys had the same week and spent in alone at the lake house with friends and girl friends came over for a couple of days.

The youngest had a different week off. My dad took him and some friends to the lake house. Like the older boys they had chores to do. Dad dropped in on them a couple of times. He was proud of how calm and in control Danny was. The leader, but not bossy or bullying. Gracious. They spent a lot of time naked, swimming, hiking, mowing. They jacked off together but nothing more.

My brother and I went for a long road trip. Great seeing the country. Fucking. Occasionally we’d meet up with guys my brother knows. Fun. 

My brother told me that my dad’s poker buddies didn’t meet a couple times a month to play cards but to fuck young women and young men that they had met online and set up play dates. I’ve known these guys all of my life. My brother said that he and a couple of the other guys’ sons had been invited to join in. My brother asked me if I ever wanted to join in. I did want to. This whole faggotry thing, helped and guided by your website has changed my sexual focus. My brother told me to ask Dad if I could join it. He was a little surprised, asked me if I was sure, and did I know that I’d be participating as a cunt. Yep.

So… I joined dad and the guys out for beers (dad had told me to clean out). Dad told them that he’d been training a faggot and he was now ready. He described how he trained a willing straight man into accepting his place under real men.  He went into a lot of details that didn’t happen with me. We went upstairs from the pub to the hotel room. Dad told the guys to make themselves comfortable and the stripped to their shorts. And dad told me to take off my clothes. All of them. He slipped a leather dog collar around my neck (my first time) and he began to flick my little dick and with lube finger my cunt going from my ass to my mouth and back. It was a fun evening. Afterwards the guys were all nice and complimentary to my dad with his training.

I’ve joined them two more times. Each time with one or two other guys, mostly their sons who are my age and have known forever.

In August, my youngest son’s football coach (he’d coached the other two boys when they were younger) asked me to come to the locker room after practice, he wanted to talk to me and Danny.  I always pick my son after practice, after the team meeting and after the boys shower, this time I went in. Good team huddle with the coaches going over the day’s practice and the next day’s. I stood around chatting with the coaches while the boys showered and left.

My son and I sat across the coach’s desk from him.  He told what a valuable player my son is and important to the team. His leadership was crucial. Rarely had a player so gifted and so gifted at leading and leading the boys towards being men. He praised me, my two older sons and my dad for how Danny was developing. He said that it would be great if avoided girls and all of their entanglement.  I agreed.

“Good. But he’s a boy and boys his age are horny,” Coach said. I smiled and looked at Danny who didn’t take his eyes off the coach. “Boys need outlets.” Long silence. “Danny and your dad say that you’ve been helping out.” Thanks, I said. 

“Stand up. Let me see?” See what? I was in Levis and a baggy T. He had me turn a couple of times. “Take off your shirt. Good, you’re in good shape. Take off the rest of your clothes.”
I did. I’ve been smooth for over a year, from the neck down.

“Nice. Is he a good fuck?” The coach asked Danny. Danny said I was. “Good.” 

The coach thoroughly inspected me while Danny he watched. Coach made comments, gave my son suggestions in training his faggot.

Coach asked Danny if he would share his faggot with him. Danny said, of course. He was clearly puffed by coach’s praise and attention.

Coach said that he would always ask permission first. I wasn’t consulted.

Coach told me to jack off onto his desk and then told me to eat it up. Then he had me do it again, and slurp it up again. Then again and a final time where I didn’t produce much.  “See how cute it’s little clit is now? Little and soft. Very nice. Cute,” and he fondled my dick and balls.

Since then the coach has fucked and played with me several times.

My dad joined in a couple of times. Apparently coach was one of his fuckboys that he shared with his friends when coach was in college and after. Now, when coach joins them he’s a dominant top.

Coach also is into getting rimmed, and a little into shit. Scat. I’m used to my own having had to clean off cocks that fucked me when I hadn’t had a chance to clean out first. It never bothered me. Coach would have me deep clean his crack and man-hole and sometimes there would some last remains and a couple of times he pushed out a last little nugget for me to eat. He likes making out with me with the taste of his hole on my lips and tongue.

Also, I been trying some everyday faggotry. 
I’ve complimented guy’s bulges and VPLs. They clearly are flaunting. I told a college age kid a couple of days ago at Kroger’s that he had a great penis.

“You like that?” He smiled.
“I do.”
“Good boy,” and he tapped my little dick through my mesh shorts.

At the gym sauna an older guy was complaining how sore and stiff he was. He was clearly somewhat dominant or at least very confident in how he behaved. I offered to give him a backrub right there. A hot sweaty back rub. Both of us naked. Other guys came in and talked with us while I rubbed him.

Finally he left and said that sometime we should do it again, and more. I gave him my phone number.

At home, the boys, my brother and dad exercise dominance when they’re in the mood.

I had no idea how much I would grow to love having a cock in me. I love the taste, but especially love getting fucked.

So… There’s an update,

Pete

IN-FUCKING-SANE!

I have no idea where Pete lives, but it seems like a city full of Alphas!

One thing about Pete’s situation that’s unique is the fact that he was raised by two God Alphas (his grandfather and his father), and those two have built a healthy Alpha pack that all fully embrace Alpha power and purpose. This web of Alpha influence has come to involve the football coach at school, and now Pete’s three sons.

And Pete is the faggot in the middle of that web that they’re training to embrace his purpose!

The Alpha getaways involving faggots aren’t terribly surprising. Straight Alphas do this often (much more than people realize), because those are the few times in our modern world when Alphas can be Men together, flex their power, and do what comes naturally without judgement.

But I was floored by the interaction with Danny’s football coach. First of all, it’s clear that Danny deeply respects his coach, and the coach recognizes Danny’s burgeoning power. There’s a mutual respect between them as Alphas that transcends age.

But then the coach asked Danny permission if he could use his faggot father … WHAT?!? I did not see that coming at all! The fact that Danny (who is like 13/14 years old) commands this level of respect is remarkable! Not only that, but also that the coach and Danny were talking about Pete’s fuckability like Pete was a farm animal up for auction is especially crazy!

Pete’s concluding experience about complimenting the young Alpha on his dick print shows just how much Pete has embraced his faghood. The lessons taught to him by his Alpha family are paying off!

I’m really proud of my brother Pete. A lot is being thrown at him by the powerful Alphas surrounding him, but he’s taking it in stride. I honestly think this volume of use and training would overwhelm most subs.

However, Pete’s training is occurring within a household that fully embraces hierarchical purpose as natural and something to be celebrated. That’s the difference. The many Alphas in Pete’s life view him as naturally inferior, but not disgusting. They recognize that he has a purpose too, albeit one very different from theirs.

And that’s okay.

To that last point, Pete added this final note:

Also, Sam,

I’ve been noticing hierarchy. I’ve noticed dominant sons with their dominant sons and their submissive sons.
I noticed boys becoming dominant and their fathers giving way to them.
I have noticed fathers and sons being equally dominant.

My guess is that none of them have sex together, and that most will never fuck other males.

With my family, it just seems natural. I slid into it easily.

 Pete

Exactly right!

Thank you, Pete, for this amazing and illuminating update!

Love,

sam the faggot

This video perfectly captures the entire reason why Men and Alphas have always owned and used faqqots.

It’s because fags submit completely and give them the very best, non-reciprocal service.

This video sums up their hierarchical purposes & why they’re forever linked together!

Apex Alphas like @tytyxalt aren’t ever looking for permission from a faggot before they breed.

The intention is clear from the start. The firm grip on the neck, the deep, relentless thrusts mean just one thing: TAKE MY KIDS.

There are few videos better than this to illustrate the primal difference between an Alpha and a faggot.

They have polar opposite needs, opposite purposes, yet they fulfill each other in animalistic ways.

Hierarchy is inescapably true.

I have no idea why any Man or Alpha would pull out when a fag sucks his dick and makes him cum.

Girls may not want to swallow, but fags are BORN TO SWALLOW.

It’s such a waste of powerful seed to shoot it on a fag’s face.

MAKE THEM SWALLOW!

It’s happening! Hold still and enjoy the feeling of his cock pulsing in your hole!

Listen to the Alpha’s staggered breathing. Feel his firm grip on you as he delivers wave after wave of superior seed into your womb.

This is the moment of purpose that defines us for life!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the awakening and ascension of Master Anthony, the straight Alpha cousin of Master Anthony! CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

When I received Master Arthur’s electrifying email regarding his impressions of hierarchy and his place in it, I knew for a certainty that I would soon hear back from him with even greater feats of domination. The vast power that smart straight Alphas perceive when they first learn about hierarchy proves to be irresistible to them. They need more of it.

This is the critical First Step that a straight Alpha must take if he is to ever experience the fullness and the richness of his power and dominion

Many straight Alphas do eventually take those steps (sometimes secretly) as they crave more focused worship, which is why this site exists today. As a faggot who was blessed to be the First Faggot for at least five straight Alphas, I have watched this dance these straight Alphas do as they weigh the pros and cons of faggot use and ownership. They can usually be broken down into two categories: the “THINKERS” and the “ACTION-TAKERS”. The “thinkers” spend a lot of time dipping their toes into the waters of sexual contact/experimentation with faggots while also trying to gauge if its’ changing their sexuality. On the other hand, the “action-takers” don’t give a fuck about what anybody else thinks …. they immediately try whatever they want and take in all of the glory and power faggots provide.

I think its’ safe to say that Master Arthur, like his cousin Master Anthony, is most definitely an action-taker!

It definitely helps that Master Arthur was already subconsciously manipulating faggots prior to being enlightened. He was following the Natural Order and flexing his power over inferiors all of his life. He just didn’t know exactly how it felt to be an ALPHA KING rather than simply an Alpha. But now that he’s learned this vital Alpha truth, he seems to be completely unleashed.

Here is the letter Earth’s newest King sent to me today:

Boy,

Your post is great! That’s definitily okay for you to call me Master haha! When I was at the beach villa with Anthony and his lackey, Fabien called me “my Lord” to avoid any confusion between us and I loved that, but I’m certainly going to love being called Master by my own slaves! 

Actually, I already went a step further with those two guys I told you about. My subordinate at the office, Nicolas, and my workout buddy, Gabin. By the way, when I talked to Anthony about them, he said “Come on, bro! They’re literaly begging at your feet to serve you! All you have to do is pick them and make them your slaves!” So I definitely didn’t want to fall further behind him! Yesterday, I once again had Nicolas massage my feet on the coffe table in my office. Then I got up and said to him “How much do you want to suck my dick?” He blushed and stammered “A lot, Sir…” So I ordered him “Get on your knees”. I locked the door to my office, pulled my dick out of my pants, and fucked his throat! I LOVED it! He was so eager to please me and to take it all the way! I filled his mouth with cum, and he swallowed it all. Then, I’m not sure why, I spat on him. I guess I just wanted to mark him even more as my property! He looked up at me and said “Thank you so much, Sir…” I told him he was a good boy and he beamed! Boy I felt so good! I freaking love power!

And yesterday afternoon, at the gym, in the locker room, I threw my dirty clothes at Gabin and said, “Doing laundry annoys me, will you do it for me?” He was taken aback, but he quickly replied, “Yes, of course, as you wish! Shall I bring them to your place tomorrow, all clean?” “Absolutely!” And then I added, “You can sniff them if you want!” He chuckled nervously and blusheded. When he brings them over to my place today, I have a feeling I’m going to have some fun with him! Haha!

And the cherry on top? That evening, I was so turned on by what had happened that day that when my girlfriend came over to my place, I fucked her like a bitch! I ordered her to call me Master and she did! I fucked her ass and she didn’t complain! That was SO GOOD! I don’t know exactly yet how I’m going to incorporate her into my new Alpha life, but I feel myself becoming more and more dominant with women. Any thoughts on this? She’s already pretty submissive, since she knows I sleep with whatever women I want when she’s not around, and she’s totally fine with that. On the other hand, she’s not allowed to even flirt with another guy! But I’m wondering if I’ll tell her about my male slaves.

I feel an incredible rush of energy. I want to conquer the world, live in a castle with an army of slaves at my feet to satisfy my every whim, and lots of girls and boys to fuck! It’s like I just discovered what it truly means to be a man after years thinking I was already one! Boy I’m so hard right now, Nicolas is going to take care of that, haha!

Bye, boy!

Master Arthur

THIS is why it’s soooo important for straight Alphas to know the truth about hierarchy and apply it in their lives! Today’s letter from Master Arthur is like a primal howl of power! In just one day he experienced three separate applications of his Alphahood, each one informing him and expanding the field of vision of his “hierarchical third eye”. He’s starting to see through people and instinctively know their need to serve him! This is great!

Already Master Arthur is claiming new fags. By feeding Nicolas his cum, the potent substances in it are now inside Nicolas, altering the fag’s chemistry and making him more submissive. Soon, the faggot will be CRAVING Master Arthur’s cum in ways that he’s not used to seeing from females!

Same goes with Gabin! Two owned faggots under his control just days after learning the truth!

I really loved to hear the detail about fucking and dominating his girlfriend later in the evening! We see this again and again with straight Alphas once they start owning and using faggots. The power is so overwhelming that these straight Alphas, flushed with that power, must truly unleash that dominant energy! It’s like grounding an electrical circuit. Often in findom we see the straight Alphas in that scene rush off to fuck their girlfriends because their cash fags have gotten them so aroused by their tributes!

The final paragraph from Master Arthur is so inspired! I wish I had five bucks for every time a straight Alpha wrote something like that to me! I wouldn’t be flat broke right now, that’s for sure! I’ve heard it from both straight and gay Alphas, and it never stops being so thrilling to me! I love being a part of helping Alphas ascend to their proper place in hierarchy!

I think we can already see a competition brewing between Masters Anthony and Arthur! Right now, Master Anthony has established his God Alpha status based on multiple factors over the last couple of years. However, Alpha mentorship also involves some healthy competition, and I have no doubt Master Arthur can become a truly powerful King just like his younger cousin.

One more thing: this use of the word “lackey” or “subordinate” throws me off. I realize that the French don’t have a clear appreciation for the word “faggot”, but there isn’t a better word than “faggot” to actually capture our essence and role My little brother Titouan is called “pedale”, which is similar in meaning to the word “faggot”. I just think it’s best to use the most derogatory terms to describe the sub males born to serve Alphas, mainly because it reinforces their mindset. I’ve noticed that Master Anthony uses “faggot” much more these days, and I think Fabien responds better to it. Just a quick tip for Alphas out there!

Anyway, I thank Master Arthur for sharing his latest triumphs and his insights! It’s amazing to witness!

Yours,

sam the faggot

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!

One of the most significant developments in the life of Master Jase since I’ve known him occurred a few months ago when he revealed to me he was dating another Alpha.

I wasn’t expecting this development at all. Master Jase has always seemed so complete and satisfied that adding a significant other seemed superfluous. I also wondered how any partner could handle his overwhelming power and need to conquer all flesh.

But the answer, it seems, was quite simple: Master Jase needed another God Alpha as a partner! He’s found that in his relationship with Master Dylan.

Master Jase felt compelled to tell me more about this deepening relationship, and how it is changing him.

I want to share the ever growing love and bond between my boyfriend and I. It’s such an intense, mutual, complex blend of respect, competition, pride, and love with and for each other. There’s always an underlying rivalry, but we push each other to become stronger and better than we are.

It’s hard to imagine having two god Alphas side by side in a romantic relationship, but it works. Between us, we don’t question who’s stronger, who’s more dominant, who commands, because they’re irrelevant. I already know Dylan’s a powerful Alpha in his own right, and him to me.

It’s our mutual choice that makes our love that much more powerful. And I feel there’s no better sign of alpha masculine strength than sharing a bond and love with someone at that peak of alphahood.

That’s not to say we don’t compete. It’s almost like our own love language. Just this past weekend, amongst a selection of our fags and sluts, there was an unspoken contest on who could fuck the hardest, the fastest, last the longest. Whose fag would be moaning and begging the most, whose cunting was the most extreme.

You wouldn’t be able to understand the sheer thrill behind that contest. We’re both breeder dom alphas, and we fucked through each fag and slut multiple times until they were delirious and exhausted, and by the end, there was no victory as both stood, still hard and mighty, with a roomful of completely wasted fags.

My favourite moment was when we would ‘rest’ side by side, and we would have three or four fags worshipping our mighty cocks or massaging our sweaty pumped bodies. And we would talk about the faggots, about how good this fag’s cunt was, how he screamed better when my cock was in him, how another fag’s eyes would roll more while Dylan was hammering him.

There’s also our rivalry between sports. It’s rugby final season here, and both of us support different teams. Lots of banter and shit talking, and when a game is being watched, there’s always one fag on each of our cocks nursing and keeping us hard and ready while we shit talk one another. Then whoever’s team wins gets their choice of the two fags to fuck first. Pleased to say my team has won most of their games, so Dylan has had to accept my sloppy seconds after I’ve done cunting out my fag over many hours.

And then there’s the hot intense respect for our own physical prowess. My supremacy in boxing and combat sports and rugby, and his in swimming and weight lifting. There’s nothing hotter than one bout I had where after I solidly pummelled my opponent into a daze, I look out and see Dylan looking back with an intense gaze of pride, lust and approval. The same for me when I see him weightlifting and out lifting much heavier guys. The fucks after with a shared fag or two have been the most intense and vigorous. It’s such an exciting bond that we love the raw brutal physicality that embodies both of us.

I can only imagine my alphahood has only grown, now that I’m in a relationship that values and reinforces my values and power. The trail of faggots and sluts who have increasingly submitted and blissed out on the end of my cock and through my domination in their lives is only telling of that.

It’s showed me that alphas can not only love one another, but inspire each other to be stronger, better, more powerful, and more dominant than before. My faggots and sluts have all felt the difference, they tell and thank me for the far more intense experience everytime I cunt them out.

The interchange of power Master Jase describes between him and Master Dylan is as ancient as the Bible, which reads at Proverbs 27: 17: “As iron sharpens iron, So one man sharpens his friend.” One can easily see how our greatest Alphas deeply benefit through such relationships with each other.

But notice the important role faggots play in the life of a God Alpha couple. Their personal faggots and others are used and shared with each other to enhance both of them. It’s as if Masters Jase and Dylan are sharing a meal of faggots and enjoying the camaraderie and reverie of using them together. Master Jase says this outright at one point, highlighting how their admiration for each other’s power grows with each faggot conquered, cunted, and bred.

There’s no way a faggot can ever understand the subtle complexities of Alpha coupling. We simply are not made to know it. The secrets and discoveries and unleashed primal power arising from Alpha coupling is something reserved for the greater Alpha fraternity.

However, I thank Master Jase for giving us a peek behind the curtain so we can appreciate the depth of wisdom and order built into hierarchy!

My brother @suc_boi recently posted a hot video of him worshiping and servicing a regular Alpha of his.

He also included a note he received from this Alpha. It reads:

“You’re my only mouth, that’s my mouth. I have no other holes. I know I have to share you with other feeders. That mouth should be used as often as possible and it makes me jealous ugh. I know I own your mouth and you own my dick but I wish I could watch you pleasure other feeders too.”

When an Alpha talks like this about you, it’s confirmation that you’re serving correctly!

Alphas are traditionally very possessive. It’s the reason why they so often get into trouble and end up in courts, with their jealousy over their properties causing them to act out.

But my brother has little to worry about with this Alpha. He’s as much of a fan as he is an Owner!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the experiences of a French faggot named Fabien who has been claimed by his straight Alpha friend Anthony. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

The story Fabien told us a couple of weeks ago about accompanying his Master Anthony to visit Master Anthony’s straight Alpha cousin Arthur. Fabien did an amazing job of dropping little seeds of hierarchical truth for Arthur to consider, and he was definitely intrigued. I was so proud of my baby brother!

I also knew there was going to be more to this story … but wow, the story Fabien just sent me goes beyond anything I was imagining!!!

Let’s hear it:

My beloved big bro,

I realized that you had published the story of my encounter with Arthur, my Master Anthony’s older cousin! Thank you so much! I’m so proud to have opened this Alpha’s eyes on Hierarchy and our respective places in it!

I’ve just spent a wonderful week at the feet of these two Superior Men. I should at least tell you what happened the next morning after I wrote to you last time, because that was huge and it set the stage for what happened since then! In fact, I had written down some notes that very day so I could remember as much as possible of what I had said and send it to you later!

The next morning after my last update, Sir Arthur was the first Alpha to wake up and go downstairs while I was doing a little cleaning. He was still half-asleep, shirtless and gorgeous in his pajama boxers. I rushed over to greet him, kiss his feet, and offer my services. I was kind of hoping he’d have me take care of his morning wood, as Anthony had suggested, but he simply asked to have breakfast in front of the TV. I complied immediately, served him, and remained discreetly at his disposal. When I cleared away his breakfast, I timidly asked if he wanted anything else and suggested a foot massage. To my delight, he gladly accepted!

I knelt down in front of him, took his foot in my hands with the utmost respect, and gave it a thorough massage. His moans of pleasure sent shivers down my spine! He looked at me with amused curiosity. Suddenly, he asked: “Are you happy to be my cousin’s slave? Aren’t you a little upset about being dominated like that?”

I smiled at the opportunity to continue my hierarchical teaching. I answered very honestly: “Actually, Sir, I’m happier than I ever was before. Because I have found my true nature and my true purpose. My life has a meaning. I told you, Sir, my existence is to serve an Alpha Man like you. And thank you very much for allowing me to massage your feet. That’s one of my favorite things to do.”

“Really? Why do you like that?”

“Because I got to kneel in front of a Superior Man. To gawk at him while he’s resting in his glory. To touch his feet, the lowest part of his body, therefore the part I’m closer to. And above all, to make him feel good. That is such a privilege, Sir. Thank you very much.”

He had the same smug smile as Anthony. I could see that I was converting him to his destiny as an Alpha and a Master. So I kept going!

“Please, Sir, imagine what your life could be. You would never have to waste your time doing any menial tasks ever. Cleaning, cooking, running errand or whatever else… That is below you. That’s what slaves are for. You got to spend your time doing whatever you really love, Sir.”

My words captivated him and his expression grew more serious. He slipped his hand into his boxers. Deep down, I smiled triumphantly. I brought his foot to my lips and tenderly kissed his toes.

“Imagine, Sir. Inferior boys and girls constantly at your beck and call. Doing whatever you want. For your comfort, your pleasure, your fun. You don’t have to be nice to them, you don’t have to be polite to them. You can degrade them as much as you want. You just do as you feel. You are the only one who matters. They cater to your every need, they obey to your every whim.”

I gently rested his foot back down and moved closer to his crotch. Seeing that he wasn’t stopping me, I respectfully pulled his cock out of his boxers. A big, proud cock! I looked him straight in the eyes as I whispered.

“All the glory and all the wealth of the world laid at your feet. Just because you exist. Because you deserve everything for you who are. Imagine, Sir. Inferior males groveling before you and serving you. The most beautiful women begging you to fuck their pussy.”

I gently sucked on the head of his dick, still looking straight into his eyes, then said “This life can be yours, Sir. That is your birthright.”

Something clicked inside him. Arthur grabbed my head and forced me to suck him off. He stood up to keep going. He fucked my throat very roughly until he came inside me. With my mouth still full of his semen, I looked up at him adoringly and whispered, “Thank you so much, Sir! I saw in him a kind of new, almost frightening rage. Heavy breathing, he flexed and admired his muscles, as if he was rediscovering his body, marveling at his own power. Then he said, “Worship me. WORSHIP ME!” I rushed to kiss his feet fervently, while I heard him whisper, “That feels good… that feels good…” Then he stomped on my head, saying “Do you like that, slave?” I managed to stammer. “Yes, Sir! Thank you for honoring me!”

That’s when we heard Anthony’s amused voice. “Having fun?” He came downstairs, pleased with what he saw. “Here, I’ll show you how to use him”. So Anthony picked me up, threw me on the couch, and fucked me in the ass.  Arthur watched intently, before deciding to fuck my mouth at the same time. After they both came inside me, Anthony asked his cousin, “Want to give it a try?” And Arthur was more than happy to!

Arthur is the first Man other than my Master to have fucked me in the ass! Usually, during parties with his Alpha bros, he reserves that right for himself with me. But this time, they both had their way with me, I was spit-roasted one way and then the other. They laughed heartily together, praised and encouraged one another, while I was serving as their sex toy. By the end, I was exhausted and sore, but so proud and happy to have helped strengthen their bond! And to have helped awaken Arthur to the pleasures of power and faggot ownership!

You can imagine what the rest of the trip was like! Catering to those two Alphas was exhausting. Luckily, they brought some girls around to have fun and sex too, which freed up a little time for me to do other servile things ahah!  But I felt so useful and so at home at the feet of those two amazing Men. After all, I have been the first faggot to both of them!

Anthony and I are back at his place (aka “my” apartment), and life is getting back to normal. But I have to admit I’m hoping to see Arthur again from time to time, hopefully soon… And I can’t wait to find out how his life will change now that he knows the truth! I look forward to mentor some faggots to serve him as he deserves!

I hope you’re doing well, big bro!

Lots of love!

your loving little bro

fab the fag

WOW!!!

Fabien continues to impress me with both his dedication to pro-level fag service and also his mentor-level representation of hierarchical truth. His training and development under Master Anthony has resulted in an incredible array of skills.

What he did to both teach Alpha Arthur and then help him to take action is a masterclass of faggot enticement. This is how it’s done! Fabien reminds me SO MUCH of how I was in my early days, utilizing my intelligence, my ability to apply hierarchical principles, and my ability to make straight Alphas to feel comfortably excited to convince multiple straight Alphas to try using me. It’s one of my proudest accomplishments as a faggot, and I sense that Fabien is proud to do that, too!

I’ll point out a technique Fabien utilized effectively here to get Alpha Arthur to finally give in to his desires: at one point Fabien made a sexual move (like positioning his head near Alpha Arthur’s dick) and then gave him some encouragement. This combination of stimuli proved to be the cocktail that caused Alpha Arthur to finally take whatever he wanted!

Honestly, this encounter between Alpha Arthur and Fabien should also be credited to Master Anthony. He knew the skills of his most beloved faggot, as well as the needs of his cousin. Master Anthony understood that he only had to arrange the meeting and leave the rest to Fabien. It really reveals Master Anthony’s trust and pride in his wonderful, talented fag!

I know I’m proud of Fabien, too! This is a landmark example of how to seduce straight Alphas! Thank you, dear Fabien!

I love you, baby brother!

sam the faggot

This post is part of a thread chronicling the rise of straight Master Anthony, the 22-year-old God Alpha who took ownership of his first faggot, Fabien. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Maybe once a generation a God Alpha appears who seems to not only overcome all challengers and obstacles, but who also alters our perception of reality and possibilities. This one effortlessly controls others as easily as a child plays with toys, and all of creation seems to bow to his will.

In the series DUNE, this one is called the “Kwisatz Haderach”, or universal super-being.

In our world today, he is called Master Anthony.

Ever since I first started featuring him on the site, there has been a growing contingent of my readers who have become obsessed with him. For Master Anthony, this is nothing new. Everywhere he goes people cater to him, submit to him, and serve his whims.

After I published yesterday’s update from Fabien, I received the following question:

“Could you ask Master Anthony if he still owns or uses Daniel his teacher?”

I felt a bit embarrassed that I’d forgotten about Daniel, so I asked Master Anthony. Here was his reply:

Good faggot! Yeah of course Daniel is still a slave of my stable! I gave him a break for the summer and I’m no longer his student now, but he begged me to keep using him after that! LOL I’ll check with him to see if he’s being compliant and obedient with the Alpha students he’ll have in his classes next year. Over time, I’ll see if I still require his services or if I’ll just leave him to the next generations of Alphas who will attend the university with him.

Taking a quick look at your site, it seems like Fabien didn’t tell you when Daniel begged me to fuck him in the ass? My boy forgot his homework! I’m going to have to punish him hard!

I thought that was an excellent answer by Master Anthony, but I wondered what he meant about a missing story regarding Daniel.

And wouldn’t you know, a couple of hours later I received an update from Fabien:

My beloved big brother, please forgive me again! It was back in May, I had even drafted an email to send you to tell you the new, but then I got caught up in other things and it slipped my mind…

One Saturday night, during an Alpha Pack party at the apartment with several slaves, Daniel was there to pour drinks and serve as a footrest. The Alphas raped several of us, and Anthony did me the honor of ass-fucking in front of his bros. Even though my master’s boot was pressing down on my head while he shoved his big cock deep into my ass, I could still see that Daniel was mesmerized. He was practically drooling!

The next Monday, after Daniel’s class, Anthony had throat-fucked him in his office and left him covered in cum, then went to hang out with his friends. Daniel texted me, and we exchanged several messages. Here’s a translation of them:

“Fabien, I have to tell you something. Ever since Saturday night, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it. I dream about Anthony taking me from behind, but at the same time, it scares me. Do you think I should talk to him about it?”

“YES! Tell him! No, better: BEG HIM to ass-fuck you! Believe me, brother, he will be thrilled and he will accept. You will reach new peak of slave happiness!”

“I fear it hurts…”

“Of course it will hurt. A lot. But what is more important? Your comfort or Anthony’s pleasure? You already know the right answer.”

After a moment without a reply, I sent him one last message. “You are a natural slave. You know it. Remember your place! Do your duty! I know you will make me proud, brother.”

I let Daniel mull it over. The next evening, while I was worshiping Anthony’s feet as he relaxed watching TV, Daniel came over to the apartment. He rushed over and knelt before the Master and mumbled “Master, forgive me to bother you, but I need to ask you a big favor. You have done me the honor of enslaving me and showing me my true nature. Would you be willing to sodomize me, Master? I beg you with all my inferior heart.” Then he fervently kissed Anthony’s feet. Anthony beamed and roared. He said “How far have you come, slave? Here you are, crawling at my feet, begging me to take your anal virginity. Boy, go get some lube!”

I rushed to obey as Anthony pulled out his cock. He grabbed Daniel roughly, threw him onto the couch, and pulled down his pants. I assisted my Master in sliding his wonderful cock into his teacher’s hole. Anthony didn’t go easy on him; I could see Daniel moaning in pain and shedding tears. I stayed close to him (Anthony was holding me down on the ground with his boot, too) and whispered words of encouragement to my brother, advising him to kiss his pendant engraved with Anthony’s name. I was very proud of him: after that, he thanked Anthony very emphatically!

Since that day, during parties with other Alpha students, Daniel has been fucked in the ass and spit-roasted several times. If you could have seen his eyes… You could tell just how much of his ego, every last shred of his masculinity, had vanished. All that remained was the realization that he had finally found his place as a slave and sex toy to his own students.

Here’s the story, my beloved bg brother! I hope it pleases you! Sorry for taking so long to share it with you!

Lots of love!

fab the fag

Now THAT is one hell of an update!

I love this update not only because it shows how methodically Master Anthony submitted and trained Daniel, but also because the story highlights Master Anthony’s overwhelming power to force others (including Alphas) to obey him!

God Alphahood fits Master Anthony like a superhero suit!

Flush with power because of Fabien’s adoring update, Master Anthony finished with this flourish:

Here you are, faggot, you have it! You can see why daniel is so desperate for me to keep him as a slave, hey? I’m sure you faggots are forever in love with the Alpha who ass-fucked first haha!

Bye, faggot!

And then Master Anthony added a message in French for Fabien:

Voilà un bon garçon obéissant ! Tu es pardonné, va ! Je suis un Maître miséricordieux. Mais je vais peut-être quand même te fesser, juste pour le fun !

Translated:

There’s a good, obedient boy! You’re forgiven—go on! I am a merciful Master. But I might spank you anyway, just for fun!

Fabien is the luckiest faggot on the planet to be owned and used by Master Anthony! He is the perfect faggot for a most perfect King!

Thank you to both my Master Anthony and my brother Fabien for this!

Yours Always,

sam the faggot

The following post is part of a column written by a 40-something experienced faggot who calls himself “Mr. Fag”. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

I’ve always advocated for the breeding of faggots. To me, there is simply no better way to reprogram a faggot’s mind and emphasize hierarchy than mounting and breeding them. I think most Alphas agree with this, particularly given that breeding is so intimately intertwined with their own dominance.

“Mr. Fag” wrote in with a nice meditation on the hierarchical significance of Alpha cum and breeding, and I completely concur with his sentiments:

Dear Sam,

I have been thinking carefully about what breeding means in an alpha/fag dynamic, and I want to share why it matters so much.

Breeding is not merely the physical act of filling a fag. It is the clearest expression of the hierarchy that defines the relationship. When an alpha breeds a fag, he claims him in the most absolute way possible — marking him as his, reinforcing that the fag’s body exists to take what the alpha gives. For the alpha it is the purest form of ownership and dominance. For the fag it is the purest form of surrender and purpose. The fag is not simply fucked; he is used for exactly what he is meant for.

There is deep psychological weight in the act. Every load the alpha deposits is a reminder that the fag’s hole belongs to him, that the fag’s role is to receive, to stay open, to carry the proof of the alpha’s control. It is not soft romance. It is raw, hierarchical, and intentional. Breeding turns sex into something both functional and ritualistic. It strips away the notion of equal mutual pleasure and replaces it with a clear purpose: the alpha takes, the fag takes it.

Breeding is a virtuous cycle. Each time the alpha fills the fag, the alpha is reminded of his power — the right and the drive to claim, to dominate, to assert what is his. At the same time the fag is reminded of his purpose in nature: to open, to receive, to serve as the vessel that makes that power real. The more the alpha breeds the fag, the clearer both truths become. The clearer those truths are felt, the stronger the urge to breed again. The cycle feeds itself, deepening the dynamic with every load.

That cycle is beautiful and powerful. There is nothing crude or shameful in it. It is the honest expression of hierarchy made flesh. Alphas should never be shy from this act. Holding back only weakens the structure both need. Breeding is how hierarchy is lived, how it is proven, how it is sustained. To withhold it is to deny both the clearest affirmation of what they are.

There is also what I call “the privilege of the cum.” Cum is not merely fluid; it is the medium through which hierarchy is transmitted and refined. When an alpha breeds a fag, the cum carries more than seed — it carries authority, presence, and intent. The alpha who breeds regularly becomes a better alpha: more decisive, more rooted in his power, less diluted by hesitation or softness. The fag who is bred regularly becomes a better fag: more open, more aligned with his purpose, more fully shaped by the loads he carries. Breeding does not just reinforce roles; it improves them. Each deposit elevates both participants within the dynamic. The privilege of the cum is that it creates stronger alphas and deeper fags — a mutual refinement that only the act of breeding can achieve.

Breeding keeps the dynamic honest. Without the deliberate act of filling and claiming, the roles can begin to feel performative or diluted. Breeding keeps them sharp. It reminds both that the relationship is not equal, that the fag’s place is under the alpha, and that the alpha’s place is to use the fag accordingly. The aftermath — the fag remaining full, walking around carrying the alpha — is as important as the act itself. It is a continuous, quiet reinforcement of the order that has been chosen.

Breeding should not be occasional or casual. It should be central. When an alpha breeds a fag he is not merely getting off — he is asserting what they are. And when the fag takes it, he is affirming the same thing. That is why it matters.

Yours, Mr. Fag

The act of breeding is nature’s finest moment.

The Alpha’s cock pulses repeatedly, shooting his DNA deep inside his latest conquest. When he breeds a faggot, that DNA enters its bloodstream and begins the process of genetic ownership.

There is no deeper power!

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