The following post is part of a thread chronicling Nathan, a faggot who once served a straight Alpha wrestler named Tommy back in school. They’ve reunited after ten years when Alpha Tommy’s father took ill. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Most of the time we focus on powerful Alphas forcefully using faggots and dominating them in every kind of way. Honestly, that is how most Alpha/fag interactions typically go.

But I’ve always tried to stress that, though Alphas don’t often easily reveal their feelings or intentions, they are in reality Men of incredible emotional depth and staggering insight. They see everything around them, and usually take on the burdens of others because he knows he is stronger and more capable of handling it. Every time I’ve ever felt like I understood an Alpha or Master, they’ll say or do something that reveals how drastically I underestimated them.

These are the burdens and concerns they carry inside them as Kings.

We faggots are in a unique position to help Alphas unload their cares and refocus. Sometimes (well, oftentimes) that involves selflessly servicing them sexually. Our completely submissive worship recharges them and lifts them up. Our domestic service helps to keep their lives stabilized while they work through issues. Sometimes it just involves us being at their feet with quiet care, like a faithful dog that never abandons its Master.

Females whine for attention while faggots faithfully serve, and that can make all the difference!

Which leads me to the latest update from Nathan. You might remember his recent Questions From Readers letter detailing his service to straight Alpha wrestler Tommy from college. After drifting apart for many years, they’ve reconnected after Tommy’s Dad became ill. It was a touching letter, and Nathan opened his heart while describing the struggle to help his former Master through this difficult time.

Nathan has written a very interesting update on this situation:

Dear Sam,

This is Nathan, the sub to the Alpha Wrestler “Tommy” in college who was going through the process of losing his father. A lot of things changed since I wrote that last letter.

Like I said previously, I decided to step in and check in on Tommy more to take some of the weight off his shoulders, broad as they may still be. This is one of the few times I ever disobeyed one of his commands since he claimed me freshman year, as I knew he wasn’t in a right state of mind and his “It’s OK, I’m fine” resistance wasn’t sincere (let’s just say I’ve done this dance before myself.) I would come over a couple of times a week and start doing the tasks that were falling off of Tommy’s priorities list. Cooking, laundry, dishes… if you hadn’t noticed, I had somewhat forced myself back into his life as a houseboy/domestic faggot (and this was before I even sent the first letter where you told me to do just that.) But he never complained, so I just rolled with it. In just a couple of days, I started noticing a change in Tommy. He wasn’t exactly happier… obviously, he was still a wreck… but he did seem a little more energetic and a little less beaten down. I took it as a small victory and just kept going. A bigger victory happened a little later, when he started to be a little more at ease, knowing he had a support system he hadn’t for a while. He gave me the first genuinely warm smile I’d seen from him since we reunited at the reunion and did something he used to back in college. It’s hard to describe the maneuver in writing, it’s basically a kind of pinching the nape of my neck, resulting in him sort of scritching behind both of my ears at once, fingers behind one ear, thumb behind the other. He did that and I nearly melted into a puddle on the floor. Beyond just being insanely arousing, I was heartening to start to see the old Tommy emerge from his grief cocoon and start to come back.

After about a week, I was putting some laundry away in the master bedroom where Tommy’s father was bedridden. He was heavily medicated and pretty “out of it” most of the time, but as I was turning to leave the room, I saw him raise a single hand and point toward me.

“You,” he said, his voice dry and strained, “You make him happy,” before lowering his arm and falling back asleep.

I was so stunned, I couldn’t think of anything to do but walk out of the room and head back to my chores, not really sure what to make of what he said. Did he know about us in college? Did he even recognize me and know who I actually was? He hadn’t been very lucid lately.

I never got the chance to figure out, however, since not very long after I wrote my first letter, Tommy’s father took a sudden turn for the worse and had to be transferred to a facility that could provide full-time care since the burden was more than even Tommy and I combined could bear. At this point, I somewhat made the decision to stay over more often and finally, more or less move in entirely; I simply could not bear the idea of Tommy sitting alone in the silence of that huge empty house alone. Again, Tommy didn’t complain, so I don’t think he could bear it either.

They day we went to get his dad set up in his room at the facility, Tommy was the lowest I think I’d ever seen him, especially after this short conversation the two had when I went to get the car right before we left. I have no idea exactly what his Dad said to him, but when we got back, he simply dropped onto the couch with a thousand-yard-stare and stayed there for hours. Didn’t turn on the TV, didn’t change clothes, wouldn’t speak, wouldn’t eat, just stared. I didn’t really know how to begin to help him process this, so I simply reverted back to some of my basic faggot behavior. I started getting his favorite meal ready, caught up on all the daily chores I had taken on and even did a few others like changing bed-linens and cleaning the bathroom. I wanted to be nearby for him, but also sensed he simply needed a little space to process.

When I had finally ran out of any more chores to do and could smell the aroma of pot roast all through the house, I finally headed back into the den to check on him, and I don’t think he had budged an inch. As I stepped a little closer, I did notice one thing: his feet are making this darting little twitches back and forth. I shared a dorm with him long enough to know what it means when he does that, it meant his shoes were uncomfortable. Defaulting to my faggot instincts and without even thinking, I dropped to my knees and immediately removed his feet from the pinching leather dress shoes and rest them comfortably in my lap. As I removed the socks and slowly started to massage them, I glanced up and see a three-act play cross Tommy’s face. First is simple confusion, then a warm recognition, like he’s actually remembering me and who I am for the first time since the reunion, before he finally settled on something I wasn’t expecting… lust. We said more with pure eye contact than words ever could. He didn’t have to actually ask and I didn’t have to actually respond. We both knew the answer, and before I had time to think, he grabbed me by the collar and pulled me up into a deep passionate kiss. After knowing all the misery and stress and pain he has endured the past few years, nothing could have made me happier than to make him just feel good.

Nathan, I’m going to MURDER YOU for ending that update on a cliffhanger! LOL There’s NO WAY it just stopped after that!

Anyway, I can only highly commend Nathan’s actions in caring for his former Master. Giving him space to process the end that is likely coming for his father while tenderly caring for the domestic needs at the house is such a beautiful and wordless gift. It was the absolute best way to truly show this King the respect, devotion, and honor he deserves!

But remember what I said at the outset about Alphas seeing everything? Master Tommy clearly watched all of the little things Nathan was doing for him, each act carefully preserved in his heart. Never take Alpha silence for disapproval! Always keep your head down and serve whether they say anything or not! Always show your Alpha that you’re there to submit to him because of his superiority, not because you need commendation or attention! Let your actions speak for you!

Master Tommy clearly showed his appreciation for all of Nathan’s little acts of service with am unexpected, silent kiss!

We don’t (yet) know where this is heading, but I’m confident in saying that Master Tommy is starting to come back to life thanks to the care and worship of his selfless faggot Nathan! This is why all Alphas should own faggots! Hopefully Master Tommy won’t let Nathan get away this time!

The following post is part of a thread following a 26-year-old straight Alpha engineer who has discovered his new, younger roommate named Samuel is a faggot. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

A couple of days ago I received an experience from a 26-year-old straight Alpha in my Questions From Readers inbox. You can read it by CLICKING HERE. In it, the Alpha (later naming himself Master Stretch) told me about a younger male from his company who was staying at his place temporarily. This younger male, another engineer named Samuel, was voluntarily doing domestic chores around the house, and this alerted Master Stretch to the fact that Samuel might be a faggot.

So he asked me for advice on the situation. I was sure Samuel was a faggot, but I didn’t know how he might react if Master Stretch suddenly or aggressively made a move to use him. So I advised Master Stretch to take the course I once advised straight Master Jin to take with his faggot roommate Chin years ago.

Well, what do you know? It worked like a charm!

Follow up on the fag: When he finished his cleaning after work today, I asked him to grab me a Modelo from the fridge. He did it without hesitation.

That led to a conversation. I asked whether he’d enjoyed being my domestic faggot for the past couple of weeks. He immediately pushed back on the label, but admitted that he genuinely likes the living situation and likes feeling useful around the house.

I pointed out that he’d basically been acting like a housewife without ever being asked. We ended up talking for quite a while about why he had taken on so many household responsibilities voluntarily.

What surprised me was that, even though he still hated the word, he admitted that he enjoys having clear expectations and a defined role. He said he likes knowing what’s expected of him and likes feeling useful when he takes care of things.

At one point he told me he’d stop looking for an apartment if he could keep staying in the basement under the same arrangement. He said he likes living here, likes being useful, and likes the routine we’ve settled into. He still rolled his eyes every time I called him a faggot, but he didn’t seem nearly as interested in arguing about it as he was at the start of the conversation.

I should also be clear that while we work for the same company, I am not his supervisor.

Awesome!

I must admit I was a little bit annoyed that Samuel resisted being referred to as a “faggot”. I have no doubt that Samuel loved being called that, but it’s just part of a silly defensive system faggots put up in order to get through everyday life.

However, any successful faggot needs to overcome such reflexive defense mechanisms. Instead, we must embrace that term and its meaning. I’m not saying that ever faggot needs to be militant or “out and proud” about being a faggot as I and others are, but there must be at least an internal acceptance of that purpose. Otherwise, how will one be ready when an opportunity like this one arrives??

Fortunately, Master Stretch has had dealings with faggots in the past when he was a wrestler in school, so he knew to keep up the pressure on Samuel.

And that worked!

I was speaking with Master Stretch late tonight on the Discord and he added this:

He’s already more of a faggot that I realized. When I came back from my lift he was cleaning in a jockstrap. I had him keep his face in my crotch while I was drinking, smoking my cigar, and watching tv. Since he’s involved with my work I wanted to make sure I really got control before doing anything explicitly sexual but I’m going to start using his throat. Wasn’t resisting it when I called him a faggot today lmao. He just needs a strong hand.

Then Master Stretch, apparently too horny to resist, decided to take action:

Think I messaged you about using some faggots in school when I was in wrestling. Mostly got head but I did fuck one of the more submissive ones a few times. In retrospect I definitely cunted him. He started driving me around everywhere and buying me food and shit, and I want to control Sam on the same. I have always taken advantage of weaker guys around me. And in a wrestling environment that was really already about dominating other men, it did just feel natural to use weaker guys. And it’s easy to suss out who is who in that environment.

Was planning to ease him into it a bit, but I’m getting pent up thinking about it again, I’m going to go down there and use his throat!

A little while later I received this message:

Lighting up another cigar, he definitely struggled on it but I guess not too much, because he said “thank you sir” after I unloaded down his throat lmao. I don’t think he knew what was going on at first because he was sleeping and I woke him up with my cock in his face and told him him open his faggot mouth.

That’s how it’s done!

Alphas don’t ever need permission or even the suggestion of such before they take what they want from a faggot. In fact, Alphas taking charge in this manner strengthens hierarchy by forcing its application and teaching inferiors their place. Deep down, every faggot knows that they exist to serve the needs of Men, but too many faggots have mental and emotional blocks preventing them from submitting entirely.

Those blocks must be kicked in.

Master Stretch went downstairs and fed his new faggot the first of many loads. There’s no doubt that the faggot slept much better now that it has its purpose and a belly full of Alpha cum!

This is exactly how it was meant to be!

I’m a 26-year-old engineer who moved up quickly and recently became a senior engineer at my firm. A junior engineer straight out of school joined the company and was given a relocation package that covered a hotel for two weeks while he looked for an apartment.

At the end of those two weeks, he still hadn’t found a place. Since I have a finished basement close to the office, I offered to let him stay there and pay me rent. He’s been living with me for about two weeks now.

What has surprised me is how naturally a dynamic seems to be developing. Without me asking, he’s started cleaning the house after work, doing laundry, washing dishes, and generally taking care of domestic chores. He seems genuinely eager to be useful and appreciative of having a stable place to live.

He’s younger, smaller, and much less established professionally than I am, and the whole situation has me wondering about the line between landlord, mentor, boss, and something more.

I actually found your podcast while looking for discussions about straight men making use of willing gay boys for domestic service. It got me thinking about whether the arrangement should simply continue as it is, or whether there is value in explicitly defining what is already happening rather than leaving everything unspoken.

If a boy seems happiest taking care of the home and being useful to the man providing for him, is there any reason not to acknowledge that directly? How would you approach a conversation about stopping the apartment search and making him explicitly a live in faggot. How should I take advantage of this situation?

Master, thank you so much for writing! This is an extraordinary letter!

This is not the first time the podcast has led straight Alphas to the site and eventually to the truth about hierarchy. Every time it happens, I’m just so overwhelmed with gratitude for it.

Let me just preface my advice with these hierarchical truths: hierarchically-speaking, straight Alphas deserve worship and service from every inferior, male or female. That includes sexual, domestic, and financial service. Hierarchy is not about sexuality, it’s about power, so when a straight Alpha uses a faggot sexually, it isn’t GAY because those simple labels do not apply to what is happening between an Alpha and a faggot. When a straight Alpha uses a faggot sexually, it doesn’t change the Alpha’s sexual preference. Instead, the straight Alpha experiences an unparalleled rush of power that leads to tremendous orgasms and a sense of completeness that other straight Men cannot know.

That’s a lot to take in, I realize, but it’s important to define that so we can tackle what’s going on (and what needs to happen) with the kid you have now living with you, Master.

I think you’ve already accepted the truth that your new guest is a faggot. I’m guessing by how it is behaving that it has accepted this fact about itself and is trying some of my methods to get your attention (I don’t claim to know it’s ever read my site, but it’s following my game plan to a “t”). This is great.

Here’s what I suggest, Master: tell it that you want to speak to it. When the time comes for this meeting, have it kneel before you. Commend it for the domestic work it has been performing, and that you understand why it needs to do these things. Ask it directly: “Are you a faggot?” Once it admits this, ask repeatedly: “What are you?” and make sure it openly admits that it’s a faggot. Tell it “good boy”.

Then tell it that you want to take ownership of it as your personal faggot. Ask it if that is what it wants. It will say “yes, Sir”. Have it kiss your feet. Then outline your expectations from it, and demand confirmation from it.

At this point I recommend some form of scent training exercise, Master. I don’t know what you’re comfortable with, but you can have the faggot deeply sniff your feet, pits, or dick/balls. This will cause the faggot to imprint on you.

After that, ask it again what it is. Make it say “I’m your faggot, Sir”. Then dismiss it to get back to its chores.

That is how I recommend the first initiation should go, Master.

There could be variations to this depending on how you plan to use your new faggot. If you’re planning on using it sexually, then definitely train it on the smell and feel of your cock/balls. You might feel the urge to feed it your cock/cum on the first day; you should always follow your instincts on this, Master. Nature always knows best.

But the structural approach I’ve outlined helps the faggot understand that you have expectations and it needs to obey them.

As for your everyday approach going forward, you should start outlining expected tasks as part of its duties. So far, the faggot has been doing domestic work as a “gift” in exchange for lodging. This must be mentally changed to “work as an offering to a superior Alpha”. It’s part of the purpose of every faggot.

I hope this sets you up correctly, Master. I have a feeling you have an excellent faggot residing with you, and I have no doubt you’re going to love owning it!

Please feel free to write anytime! Thank you, Master!

Yours,

sam the faggot

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Dear Sam,

I was very lucky in college to get a gorgeous Alpha for a roommate and eventually Dom who I’ll call “Tommy.” He was this beautiful olive-complexioned burly wrestler with curly dark hair and a dazzling cocky smile he flashed constantly. With a little effort, and your advice, I slowly started leading him into the idea of becoming his sub. I used wrestling as an introduction, offering to spar with him any time he wanted extra practice and when he saw how much he enjoyed tossing around and pinning down a much smaller guy, our hierarchy was set, and I was his for the next four years.

The situation was wonderful for both of us. With me tending to all of his needs, he exceled athletically and academically, and having me waiting in the room to suck him dry at every turn meant that he never fell to the typical siren songs that many young, horny, unrestrained college athletes succumbed to. I was thriving, as well, the comfort and security I got from being so fully owned did wonders for my confidence as well, and I dove headfirst into my studies and student clubs and became a regular social butterfly. Had we ever acknowledged a public relationship or let it extend past the four walls of our dorm room, we likely would have been seen as the university’s top power couple.

Sadly, we did drift apart after we graduated and started building our own careers, but kept in touch enough for me to see that he continued to thrive as well as I did. I’ve become a successful realtor and he’s launched a few successful startups and made some very profitable investments, clearly using his Alpha skills to dominate business deals the same way he used to dominate me when I laid on the floor at his feet (well, maybe not exactly the same way, although…)

Anyway, our five-year reunion recently came and went and I got to meet up with Tommy in person again. At the party, he was the same charming-bordering-on-cocky alpha he always was, with the same dazzling smile and the same wrestler’s build that stretched the seams of his business casual clothes that just always looked wrong on him (a body like that should always be standing on a plinth and covered in nothing but a single fig-leaf to be admired by the masses.) I suggested going out for a drink afterward, and he agreed. While there, I started mustering up the courage to ask the question I wanted to all night, but right before I was about to turn and ask if he wanted to have one more night of fun for old time’s sake, I turned and noticed something was… off. He seemed withdrawn, the sparkle was gone from his eyes. With a little prodding and a few more beers, I finally got him to open up. He didn’t want to say anything at the party, but I guess when you’re alone with someone who’s met your family at your graduation with a belly full of your piss before, you’re a little past playing coy. His dad had been sick for a while, and he was reaching the point where his time left was being predicted in weeks. Tommy had been caring for him full-time, by himself and suffering in silence, for a couple of years now, and the stress and grief had clearly worn him down. The reunion was the first time he’d been on a social outing in months, and his charming confident self was all an act, the same mask he put on every time he negotiated a business deal or lead a board meeting, purely instinct at that point.

Sam, it absolutely broke my heart to see Tommy this way. I’ve already decided I’m going to help him physically, both with caring for his father and getting through the next steps when the worst finally happens. Helping him mentally, however, is going to be trickier. I can see the same assertive, cocky Dom I knew back in college still buried in there, I’m just not sure of the right approach to draw him back out. Simply saying, “Hey, how about you sit on my face or I suck on your toes for a while?” seems wrong in this context, and possibly a little selfish on my part. Do you have any advice for helping to rebuild an alpha that’s this… broken?

Thank you my brother for sharing your inspirational-yet-sad story!

First of all, congratulations on the tremendous opportunity you received in college and how well you capitalized on it! Alphas sometimes need faggots to help them understand their purpose and how to satisfy the deeper needs they don’t often comprehend. I can’t tell you how much I appreciate the fact that what I’ve taught here helped you make that connection with Master Tommy! So huge!

(BTW, your description of Master Tommy is almost exactly how I would describe my beloved Master Aaron! My pussy widened just reading it!)

It’s amazing that a Master and his faggots can have such a powerful bond for four years “in the trenches” of college and then drift apart, isn’t it? However, it really shows something about Master Tommy’s nature that he kept in communication with (what I assume was) his first true faggot! He’s an Alpha of great depth to match his stunning exterior!

I’m so sorry to hear for Master Tommy’s loss, my brother! Again, how Master Tommy stoically handled himself at the reunion and then with you after reveals a lot about his bravery and strength! I can see why you’ve spent so many years worshiping and serving him! He deserves it!

Your plan to assist him during this time is absolutely what I would advise, brother. Do everything for him, still treating him like a King but allowing him the space to care for what he needs to do. Don’t push for anything sexual right now. There are times (like these) when a faggot should be like a loyal dog, quietly loving and tenderly compassionate. Alphas don’t know how to express a lot of these more complex emotions during distress, so just be a lifting breeze for him until the worst has past.

I would add one suggestion: remain submissive to him. For example, if you’re sitting with him watching television, sit on the floor at his feet unless he directs you otherwise. Show him deference as an Alpha without making a whole sexualized deal about it. Asking, “Master/Sir, is there anything you need?” is an effective way to keep the proper lines of communication open.

Once this awful time has passed, I suspect that Master Tommy will look at you with a passionate gratitude that he still owns a faggot like you! Furthermore, it will deepen and strengthen his appreciation for the Alpha/faggot dynamic that has enriched his blessed life! I do really anticipate that kind of dramatic response, so look forward to it!

Thank you so much for sharing your story with me, brother! I do hope you’ll keep me updated!!!

Love,

sam the faggot

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The following post is part of a thread following the story of Titouan, an 18-year-old French faggot currently owned by an older Alpha. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

The dynamic between Titouan and his straight married Master is interesting to me. This Master clearly loves his family, but he really enjoys owning faggots, too. He’s even made arrangements to constantly receive their worship by keeping a secret apartment in Paris! Not many Alphas go to those lengths!

Now comes Titouan’s summer plans (or, rather, the plans his Master made for him!), which mostly involve plenty of work!

Hi it’s Titouan french twink in recent relationship with a straight Alpha Daddy  who makes me come to secret apartment he has in Paris and uses me as his young cocksucker.

Yesterday he said me something about next July, I translate from French : he will be alone for two weeks as his family goes to seaside (he is family man, has teen daughters – exciting to know that he has this straight life and at same time sees secretly twinks like me for his pleasure). He wants me to stay with him while his family will be at sea in southern France, with these rules : I’ll have to be his houseboy, of course also to offer him my mouth and whole body every time he wants, and my other obligations wearing chastity cage and only boyish tighty whities. What is new is houseboy duties, i do not Know exactly what they will be, I think It is normal he demands this, seems exciting to have to serve him in this different way, even if being his young cocksucker is the most important . Isn’t it fair he wants to use me during this summer period when his family is away ? (I think he sees other boys in his secret apartment, I suppose he wants to go on during summer, I know fidelity obligation is only for me as his young faggot, isn’t it his right as superior straight Alpha Daddy )

It’s so interesting to me that Tito’s Master is managing to get away from his family for such a long period of time so he can fuck faggots! Alphas always find a way to get what they want!

As for Titouan, this summer is going to be really exciting! He’s finally going to be able to live out his true purpose! I’m sure it’s going to be a lot of work, but it’ll be good work!

I’m proud of my little brother Titouan! He’s fearlessly pushing himself to be the best faggot possible!

The following post is part of a thread detailing the admission and submission of a new faggot named Ben to a teen Destroyer Alpha named Grayson. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

I was a little surprised to look back into the archives and find that it’s only been a little bit more than a month ago since Ben last updated me. It felt like it had been months. I guess my life has been a little too hectic!

Ben’s situation is extraordinarily frustrating because he keeps ping-ponging between two straight Masters, Master Grayson and Master Ethan. In the past, I harshly labelled Master Grayson as a Destroyer Alpha based on his rather cruel treatment of Ben as well as the Orwellian insistence on surveilling Ben’s every waking moment. On the other hand, Master Ethan seemed to be more of a Protector type, warmer and more comforting. I very much preferred that Ben stick to serving Master Ethan and leaving Master Grayson in the past.

Well, as usual with Ben, things have taken another sharp left turn:

I wanted to write again for an update so you know what’s happening and if you have any advice for me. For better or worse, I am unable to serve Ethan anymore as he has recently found a partner who he devotes his time to. I want to say I was okay with it and I listened to your advice  and stopped trying but when I found out, I made a slightly rash decision and confronted him in person why he was dating someone and in a way confessed I had feelings for him. He told me to get on my knees and crawl to him to suck him off, which I did and I thought something would happen but he simply said “you’re such an obedient boy but you’re just a hole” and “you’re just so desperate to serve me as a slave but not as a boyfriend”. After that I haven’t seen him besides the ocassional run-in but he won’t text to meet up anymore.

Since then it’s stupid but I have spiraled a bit since I didn’t really have anyone to lean on besides Grayson. He has been helpful in keeping me motivated to work out and keep going to fulfill my work and also tasks as an apartment slave. However, he has also been more brutal with me lately not sure if he’s taking advantage of me by making me cook more for him and his gf, give him more money to sustain his lifestyle, and lately even loaning me out to his friends to use as a cumdump. It feels so humiliating because with the spiral I’ve thought all I can do now is serve Grayson and that’s all my mind has been on but since he’s mostly satisfied now with a gf it feels even worse that when I give head or am a hole now it’s just for his friends not even him.

The last thing that has really cemented things has been last week Grayson allowed me to take off my chastity for the first time in over 2.5 months and told me to invite someone over to let me top for the first time in a while. I was excited to finally take off the chastity and do something but when the time came, I couldn’t perform at all and couldn’t get it up and because of the chastity the guy I was supposed to hook up with said I was too small. To make things worse Grayson was in the apartment for this as he said he wanted to show me how pathetic I had become and he ended up locking me in a smaller cage and facefucking the guy I was supposed to top in front of me. I’m ashamed to admit that watching that made me harder but I couldn’t really do anything restrained by the cage. He ended up telling me that he is now locking me in chastity forever and to always remember this day as the reason why I don’t deserve to be free.

These events have me really spiraling as I accepted I was a slave of sorts, but this has really cemented how lowly I am. I wasn’t enough to be a bf, not enough to be my master’s hole, and also not good enough to be a top anymore. I am trying to accept all this but it’s hard and I’ve been trying to win back Grayson after all this as being unable to be used by him has made me realize a lot how much I want it. It has been a lot, but I promise I am alright, it’s just good to write this out as this space has been helpful in navigating everything.

I didn’t see that coming!

First of all, what a shame that Master Ethan did that to Ben. So much for the “Protector Alpha” label! In fact, he dismissed Ben in the ugliest way possible, something Ben didn’t deserve given how faithfully he served Master Ethan.

That dismissal brought Ben back into the clutches of Master Grayson.

I can easily see why Ben ended up here. He’s a good faggot who simply wants to serve. I wish Master Grayson had even a semblance of a clue about that, because maybe then he’d appreciate what he owns. Good faggots are hard to find, and clearly Master Grayson loves owning a faggot. It seems to me he should start to value his possessions more.

But I can say that Master Grayson has some incredible natural instincts for a straight Alpha. That move he pulled with Ben, letting Ben out of his chastity cage in order to humiliate his ineffectiveness by forcing Ben to watch him do the very thing Ben couldn’t do is a brutal twist on The Nuclear Option I’ve spoken about so many times before. It actually took my breath away. You can’t find that technique in a “Alpha domination manual” or in a film. That is PURE ALPHA INSTINCT in action! I’ve experienced it, and I’ve seen so many Alphas use variations of this technique so many times that it simply cannot be coincidence. It must be something inborn into them!

We can hear Ben’s growth from that experience. He feels more submissive, more fulfilled, more resigned to his true hierarchical place.

But that doesn’t mean I don’t want something kinder for my sincere little brother!

Hey Sam,

I saw the recent post an Alpha made about domestic service and I wanted to share my own experiences. I don’t know how much of this is fully applicable, but when I was in college I was doing homework for some Alphas– one of them even let me do his laundry sometimes.

I’ve since had to find some online Alphas to help with work. I’ve taken notes on lectures, written essays, made presentations, and just generally have made myself available to Alphas who need a break from work or maybe a free tutor to help with some assignments. I try to help them learn too, so they can still get something out of the assignment beyond the grade, but it feels really good to just make a man’s life easier.

Sure it can be kind of boring sometimes, especially when they just drop an assignment on me and move on, but it feels good to work on something, especially for my betters.

Thank you for writing!

I love how my audience immediately responded after that Master wrote in about the lack of domestic fag content here! I’ve been approached by multiple fags about their experiences since just last night!

Whenever fags tell me they can’t find any Alphas to serve, there’s a part of me that rolls my eyes and I think, “You’re either not trying, or you have the wrong attitude about your purpose.” Fags that complain about that simply mean they couldn’t find an Alpha to serve SEXUALLY, but there are other, possibly less glamorous ways to serve.

Domestic service is a primary one fags overlook. Look, cleaning floors and toilets might not be as thrilling as getting throat fucked or bred, but the sense of accomplishment can be similarly orgasmic! I really love the way you stated it, brother: “it feels really good to just make a man’s life easier.” EXACTLY!

True submission requires us to place our own comforts, hopes, desires, and even needs aside in favor of serving those of a superior Man. You epitomize that ethos, my brother! I’m proud of you!

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You need to spend more time talking and espousing the importance of domestic faggotry. I had two domestic faggots during my college years and they were helpful in keeping my apartment clean getting general shit done for me. As I have aged (30s now), I’m finding that the fags I encounter are less likely to be interested in domestic faggotry. I’m inspired by the story of Josh and his wife pursuing this avenue as it’s very useful in life. It would certainly save me money if I could stop paying my cleaning lady and get a fag to do it instead. Sam, you need to push this aspect of faggotry more in order to enhance our lives to the fullest extent possible.

Master, thank you for writing to me!

Domestic service is something I preach often here on the site. No, I don’t cover it more than sexual service, but that’s mainly because there is so much more sexual content to use for teaching than domestic service.

I LOVE serving as a domestic faggot. Of course, my times as a domestic faggot typically came as a live-in for straight Masters who were also using me sexually (and occasionally financially). There’s something so emotionally satisfying about taking care of an Alpha’s personal life and affairs. I took great pride in my work, whether it was changing bedsheets every day, creating satisfying meals, or even making sure my Master’s toilets were immaculate. Domestic service is the one function of a faggot that is completely selfless, because the faggot expends itself completely without any hope of physical pleasure or reward.

I know the faggots reading this site come here mostly for selfishly masturbatory reasons, and that’s a problem. But I do know that some of the domestic faggots I’ve covered here have received high praise and lots of curiosity. One such faggot is Chadwick, an older faggot who never stopped trying to be useful to Alphas. You can read about Chadwick’s inspirational story by CLICKING HERE!

In the short instructional video I made entitled “What is a faggot?” I discuss domestic faggots to some degree as well.

So I assure you, Master, I am covering it and want to cover it more. I appreciate the reminders and encouragement!

Thank you for writing, Master!

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After dinner, I was left cuffed in my jail cell for a while. Eventually Declan came over and asked if I wanted out, but only if I agreed to be tied to the chair and he will unlock my cock.

“FUCK YES SIR, PLEASE SIR!!!” I immediately replied.

My handcuffs were removed, I was let out of the cell, stripped naked, and sat down on the chair. He blindfolded me, tied me securely to the chair, and left me there.

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After some time, I felt movement around my chastity cage. He unlocked the Prince Albert piercing lock, then removed the cage entirely. For the first time in a long while, my cock was completely free.
I asked if I was going to be allowed to jerk off or get any kind of release, but noise-canceling headphones had already been placed over my ears, so I couldn’t hear if he answered.

A few moments later, I felt the cage being locked back on, without any sexual touch at all. Just clinical. Cold. Done.

My hands were freed, the headphones were removed, and I was led (still blindfolded) into the bedroom. He had me lie down on the bed and cuffed my hands together above my head. A blanket was pulled over me, and I felt him climb into bed beside me.

All he said was, “Goodnight.”

All night long, I couldn’t stop thinking about how my cock felt strangely cramped, constantly swelling and straining, like it was too big for the cage. It kept trying to break free but couldn’t. Obviously.
In the morning, Declan left for work. Before he went, he unlocked the handcuffs. I stayed in bed for a while longer.

Later, while having my coffee, I finally looked down… and realized the chastity cage on my cock wasn’t the same one.
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I have no idea how long he plans to keep me in the smaller one.

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Hi sam–do you have any unconventional service ideas for a straight alpha? The usual massages + financial and domestic work are feeling a bit stale. I want to do something that will wow him and make him think: “Damn, that’s my faggot!”

Thank you so much for the interesting question!

I hope you’re having success with those other methods, because they do work! But I get it … there’s only so many times you can rub a straight Alpha’s feet before he wonders why he has you around.

Depending on the situation, you could pay for a wonderful date night for an Alpha and his girlfriend/wife, offer to chauffeur them to and from the event, and perhaps do other things (like flowers, etc.) to make it extra special. Alternatively, if you can cook, you could make an extravagant meal for them and serve it to them, then clean up afterward. If you’re an in-house faggot, you could also serve them breakfast in bed. Why am I suggesting these things? Because honoring a straight Alpha’s romantic relationship and making him look good in her eyes increases the value of the faggot doing it!

Another thing straight Alphas love are their cars. I used to surprise my Master Aaron with deluxe detailing or I’d buy him new rims or whatever, especially if he had some big event. You can try that. It worked for me.

Gift giving in general is always good, but especially when it’s tailored to a particular interest. One of my Alphas loved Michael Jordan shoes, so I’d surprise him with a latest pair that I knew he wanted. Things like that show a straight Alpha that he’s important enough to especially cater to.

I also took classes on massage and pedicures, so I was able to increase my value for straight Alphas as well. This is extra training I took on so that I might be able to offer that at any time.

Hope that helps!

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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!

I’ve discussed The Nuclear Option many times on this site. I call it that because it’s the ultimate tool of discipline for unruly and disobedient faggots. It involves forcing the faggot to watch its Master fuck someone else (like a female), which in turn reinforces to the faggot that it is nothing and can be replaced.

My straight Master Steve employed this Option with me, forcing me to watch him fuck his girlfriend in order to break my feelings for him. In that moment, I realized I would never be loved by him like that, and I was nothing but a slave for him. It crushed me, but it also taught me valuable things about myself and my faghood.

As you can see, The Nuclear Option is a tool to break down a faggot. But can it be used to build up and reshape a faggot? I believe the following experience from Dean the faggot illustrates that very thing!

Hi Sam,

Hope you are doing well. It’s Dean, the married faggot. You have been posting my story in this thread: https://hierarchyuniversity.com/category/fag-dean-married/ I really value your advice as I transition from having a traditional marriage to aknowledging my husband as my master. I don’t know if you remember that after his colleague sent Ryan, one of his faggots to visit us, my Master-Husband told me that he was feeling the need to embrace his power and fuck other faggots.

This made me feel so anxious and sad that my Master-Husband didn’t mention this topic again for weeks. He instead instructed me to sign up to the gym, buy new clothes and get a haircut. At first it looked like he was just taking care of me, but I soon realised that he was trying to make me look more like Ryan. The day that I got back home with the freshly cut mullet he threw me to bed, pushed my face down against the pillow and fucked me agressively until he bred me. When I turned, I could see that he was still not satisfied, and with his cum still inside me, he told me bluntly: “I am going to fuck Ryan”. No questions, just a statement.

The day that Ryan had to come he made me clean the whole house and put fresh bedding. Ryan arrived on time and kneeled in front of my Master-Husband to greet him by kissing his feet. My Master violently took off his clothes and ordered me to sit on the floor and watch. Ryan was clearly very experienced and was able to take my Master’s dick effortlessly both in his mouth and pussy. When my master was getting close he called me, and I got very happy because I thought that he would want to come inside me. Instead, he ordered me to hold Ryan and look at his face while he was getting railed from behind. I could see Ryan’s eyes roll back in ecstasy as my Master filled him with his seed. This made me very jealous. Although I had accepted that it was in my Master’s nature to want to fuck other faggots, feeling Ryan absorb his DNA felt like a point of no return.

Before he left, Ryan came to speak to me. He told me that he was not there to steal my husband and that he was already owned by another master, but advised me to accept his nature if I didn’t want him to get tired of me. “Just an advice from your milk sister”, he said.

What do you think Sam? I know it’s in my husband nature to want to spread his seed, but seeing how hot and experienced other faggots are makes me fear that he will not want to keep me.

Love,

Dean

I completely understand Dean’s fears here. It would be terrifying to see your former husband and Master treating you so callously and fucking another faggot (especially one with more experience) so blatantly in front of you! Here you are, trying to build a life with a Man who turns out to need much more than you might ever be able to give him!

But I’m here to offer some good news. I think Dean’s Master/husband is trying to shape Dean into the type of faggot he wants!

It’s interesting to me that Dean’s Master wanted Dean to get a haircut similar to Ryan’s cut. He also wants Dean to see how a professional faggot serves an Alpha. These are not lessons of retribution. They are lessons of instruction.

We must also remember that Dean’s Master/husband is just now fully embracing his Alphahood and his right of faggot ownership. This is a learning process for him as well!

I don’t think Dean should overly worry. Instead, I think Ryan gave Dean some useful advice: just remain obedient and serve his Master/husband with all of his heart, and things will be just fine!

I love you, Dean! Stay strong and continue to serve!

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

Being a successfully-owned faggot requires focused and purposeful mental training. Not only are you battling the exhaustion of being constantly used by a virile superior Man, but you must also shape your thinking to conform to your natural submissiveness. Let’s face it: we all get rebellious sometimes and occasionally we want our freedom. A faggot is most successful when he fully embraces his purpose and shapes his thinking completely around it.

Fabien is the epitome of a successfully-owned fag. It probably helps a lot that he’s owned by a great-looking straight God Alpha like Master Anthony, but it also speaks to Fabien’s perfect attitude toward service.

Fabien saw the recent discussion on the site about faggot burnout and the pain associated with service, and he felt compelled to add in his own valuable perspective:

My beloved big brother,

Reading your last posts and the very kind mention you made of me, I wanted to take a moment to make a statment. When it comes to Anthony’s wish to fuck me in the ass or in the mouth, or any of his wishes actually, let me tell you what my own desires are worth: absolutely, rigorously, utterly NOTHING.

My number one golden rule in life is: what Anthony wants, Anthony gets. Literally everything else is secondary to that. If Anthony feels the slightest like he wants to put his cock inside of me, he just does that, anytime he wants, anyhow he wants, anywhere he wants. I am his property. Period.

The very idea that I would “allow” Anthony to do anything is just abhorrent. Heck, I am lucky enough that HE allows me to even be in his life!  It doesn’t matter one damn bit if I’m “horny” or whatever. The God decides, the slave complies.

And yet, because Anthony is just as great morally as he is intellectually and physically, he cares about me, the inferior creature who exists solely for his pleasure. So sometimes he takes my pain and feelings into account. But it’s a purely generous gesture on his part, and he doesn’t have to do so.

Sometimes he doesn’t care, and rightly so, because his needs are just more important. A while ago, he stormed in, furious about something that had gone wrong with the university administration. He wanted to fuck me hard to relieve himself. He pounced on me without a word, grabbed me, pulled down my pants, and penetrated me. It was tough, I have to admit. It hurt, it hurt a lot. So what did I do?

I endured. I did not protest, I did not complain. With tears in my eyes, I simply said “I love you so much, Master! Thank you for using me, Master!” while he was destroying my ass and stomping on my head with his boot.

Later that evening, I gave him a back massage while we watched TV. As he was relaxing, he growled “I feel kinda bad about what I did to you earlier.” I immediatly said “Please don’t! I beg you, Master, never feel bad for anything you do to me! You have every right. I’m yours for anything you want.” “True. Good boy.” He just said, and my heart burst with joy.

I love so much to serve a young God Alpha. I love to serve his friends. I love to be a faggot. I will gladly endure any suffering in the world to please my Master and to earn my place at his feet.

Lots of love!

Fab the fag

I think I was quite astonished by the tone Fabien took in this letter. He’s ordinarily pretty meek and mild-tempered, but here he came out with guns blazing! He wasn’t playing around with half-hearted faggots out there who refuse to submit! This is why Fabien is such a terrific mentor faggot. He doesn’t mince words when he sees faggots disrespecting Alphas!

Even after Master Anthony roughly fucked Fabien, Fabien maintained that mental clarity of purpose that is so important!

Notice how Master Anthony appreciated his faggot’s willingness to be used that way despite the tears of pain running down his face! That moved Master Anthony to offer Fabien tender encouragement later (let’s call it “aftercare”), and it caused Fabien’s emotions to soar! That is the reward a faggot gains from enduring pain and discomfort to serve an Alpha’s needs!

Master Anthony is probably very proud of his faithful faggot Fabien, but I can say I definitely am! Every note from Fabien is full of joy and fulfillment, a quality I’ve noticed about all of the faggots who truly embrace their purpose and endure pain and pressure to serve wholeheartedly! There’s a connection!

Thank you, dearest Fabien, for sharing your heart once more! I love you, little brother!

Always,

sam the faggot

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Hello sam,

My name is rick and I’m a Scottish faggot – well, kinda! Which is the question!

I love being a faggot a serving Doms, domesticatally, sexually, as a taxi, however I can, but, sometimes I get exhausted with it all and need a “break”. These can last a few days or a few weeks, and I always come back to it, and there’s a few Dom/Alpha guys I know who are pretty understanding and are happy to let me return, but I guess I am asking a) is this normal, and b) how can I avoid “faggot burnout” if that’s a thing?!

Thank you for the excellent question!

Faggot burnout is absolutely a thing, and it’s something I had planned for a post on this site … but you beat me to it! Anyway, this might be a good way to start that conversation.

It’s only natural to be overwhelmed when you have an Alpha (or Alphas) you’re serving consistently. Life is difficult enough as it is without an Alpha always demanding service of some kind. I remember there was an Alpha I was serving regularly several years ago as his on-call cocksucker. He would show up at my place at odd hours of the day unexpectedly and demand a few hours of oral service. My schedule at that time simply didn’t accommodate that arrangement easily. I felt worn-out and constantly in dread of his surprise mouth inspections.

But do you want to know when I didn’t experience “faggot burnout”? When I was OWNED as an in-house faggot! In that situation, a faggot slips into what I’ve called “perpetual subspace”. In perpetual subspace, a faggot loses itself in the constant work of service and worship, receiving in return the fulfillment of purpose so profound that it makes everything else disappear. I liken it to the joy a mother feels when she’s finally delivered her baby, the pain and struggle of the previous nine months and the pain of childbirth instantly disappearing.

I realize that being owned as an in-house faggot isn’t always possible, but it should always be the goal in order to experience that bliss.

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

I’ve long maintained that “owning” faggots online or the ones found on apps is EASY, and isn’t necessarily evidence of Alpha power. Any good-looking Man can do that.

But when a Man can spot faggots in his everyday life, walk up, and then claim them … that’s TRUE Alpha power at work. That’s the kind of confidence that almost certainly defines Alpha power!

Master Anthony is the very definition of that kind of Alpha.

Recently we learned about how Master Anthony seduced and submitted a teacher at his school. He saw his teacher, Daniel, through the insight of his hierarchical “third eye”, saw every nervous twitch and bead of sweat, and perceived the true nature of his teacher – he was a faggot in need of a Master. And now Master Anthony owns Daniel, an older male that society considers “superior” to Master Anthony.

Can you see how fucked-up society is when it comes to hierarchy? People try to conform to society’s lie rather than accept the pure truth of hierarchy that actually governs our lives.

Fortunately we have God Alphas like Master Anthony taking action to claim and train lost faggots!

Master Anthony sent me a latest story of conquest that really highlights why he’s one of the greatest God Alphas on the planet!

Hey faggot I have a quick story for you! A few days ago, I was at the pool doing some lap swimming. When I was out of the water, I noticed a guy, the twink type, who couldn’t stop gawking at me. 

Amused, I finally went over to him, said, “Hey,” and gestured for him to follow me. He obediently followed me all the way to the showers, where no one else was. I turned around, crossed my arms, looked scornfully at him, and said, “On your knees.” He knelt down. “Kiss my feet.” He bent down and kissed my feet.

He looked up at me with wide-eyed astonishment. I said to him, “From now on, you’re my slave. Understood?” He nodded frantically. “Good boy. Come on, you’re going to give me your number.”

I gave Fabien a few days off to visit some relatives. So today, I called the pool boy and told him to come over to my flat ASAP. He cleaned the place, did the dishes and the laundry, the ironing and cooked dinner while I played video games, studied, or talked on the phone with my friends. At the end of the day, before dismissing him, I fucked his throat. He left filled with my cum.

I don’t even know his name, but I don’t care. He’s just another fag at my disposal to fill in the gaps or spice things up whenever I feel like it. 

Oh, and by the way, things are going really well with Daniel. I put a silver necklace with my name on it around his neck too, to mark him as my dog. He has to wear it all the time, even during class, but I let him keep it under his clothes in public. I can tell he gets nervous when he’s teaching and I smile or wink at him. He’s so cute.

Now, a bunch of us from the class, that is, my homies and a few of our lackeys, know that he’s a little slut for the students who are real men. But I promised him we wouldn’t do anything to hurt his career, as long as he’s a good boy. I am a merciful God to my slaves; I want them to be the best they can be.

Damn, I’m such a great man. I love myself, I love my life. The world is mine to command.

Bye, fag!

Can you see the effortlessness in Master Anthony’s actions? His claiming of females and faggots is like a golden King strolling through his orchard, picking whatever ripe fruit he chooses and sinking his teeth into its juicy flesh!

This nameless faggot’s life was forever changed when Master Anthony spotted it and introduced it to its true purpose: as his faggot, his property!

And I guess that’s what I really want to emphasize here: God Alphas like Master Anthony take these faggots because they want service and worship, but what they’re really doing is the cultivating and harvesting of the fields of hierarchy! I’m sure Master Anthony hasn’t really thought about his actions in those terms, but what powerful Alphas like him are doing is giving faggots direction and purpose! It’s extremely important!

I also really loved that Master Anthony also collared Daniel the teacher with the same collar he gave to Fabien! You might recall what that looked like:

Could you imagine being the fortunate faggot blessed to wear such an ornament, bearing the name of an Alpha King like Master Anthony??

Meanwhile, I’ve been blessed to praise this young God Alpha, one of the true treasures of this site and a light to all faggots everywhere! He’s definitive proof that Men are NOT created equal!

Just as Nature intended!

Thank you, Master Anthony, for your wisdom, insight, and power!

yours always,

sam the faggot

Hello Sam, this is Angel from Mexico again. Sorry if this message is inconvenient for you. I just want to tell you that Garcia is coming here on Sunday and he told me that he will bring 2 women to fuck them in my house. I am of course happy to give my house to him but I am desperate to try to serve him in other ways… he did not allow me to kiss his feet, but I am trying to think about something different to try to show him how much I want to serve and to be touched by me. I am thinking about wearing makeup and a wig but maybe he will find me ridiculous, or maybe waiting him with a skirt… I really don’t know. He will come with two women so I really don’t want to embarrass him in front of them. I will follow what you told me and translate the Letter to the Alpha and give to him, but I want to catch his attention

Sorry again if I am annoying too much you but you are the only person I trust to talk about his
I love you a lot, brother Sam

This is a follow-up to THIS QUESTION.

Angel, I’m glad to hear that you’re continuing to serve this powerful straight Alpha! You’re a good boy!

I know you desperately want to touch his body and serve him sexually – this is natural to all faggots. However, not every straight Alpha is willing to cross over the line and allow fags to serve them sexually. You at least get to serve him in a variety of other ways, and I’m sure that’s fulfilling!

I beg you: please DO NOT dress up like a woman, especially if there are going to be real women around. You’re going to embarrass him, and that’ll piss him off.

Let’s just try the Letter To An Alpha and see how he responds!

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Hello, Sam

My name is Angel, I am a faggot from Mexico. Sorry by English, it is not very good.

I am 22 years, and am a really proud faggot. I love to be a faggot and I wanna be a faggot forever. I have been exploring hierarchy since I turned 19 in 2023, and so far have sucked 14 Alphas and have been fucked in the ass by 6 of them. I think it’s a good number for a faggot my age, right? I do my best to please them.

I work at a hair saloon cutting hair and doing make-up. All our clients are women and the employees there are 4 girls and me.  We have a security guard there who takes care of me and the girls. His name is Garcia and he is the perfect Latino Alpha, brother. Strong, tall, handsome, big arms, big hands, hairy chest. He is a God among Men. Since we are the only men working there, he feels more comfortable talking to me than with the girls, even though I am just a faggot. His wife is REALLY toxic and jealous and tells him not be friends with any of the girls, so I am the only person he can talk with no stress. He is not very progressive and quite conservative in some topics, but he has always been respectful with me although I am a real fag and femboy.

After a few months and with our friendship developing more and more, he confessed me that his wife is really toxic but he has 4 children with her and don’t want to divorce. I admit that for a second I thought he would want to have me as his faggot and that would be such a dream, but no. He asked me if he could use my house to fuck other women without his wife suspecting anything. So since last October he tells his wife that he’s gonna play soccer with the guys, come to my apartment and fuck his affairs in my bedroom while I wait in the kitchen cooking dinner for him. To have a perfect disguise, I usually text his wife telling that we are playing soccer, etc

So I really want to ask you 2 questions and would be really have if you could answer them: 1) should I stop giving him my house and cook for him while he cheats on his wife? They have a beautiful family together and every time I hear him banging random sluts in my bedroom I feel guilty and afraid of destroying such a nice family with four innocent kids; 2) I am desperate to serve him, I can’t stop thinking about his arms, chest, legs, and imagine how big his cock must be. But he is not at all like the straight Masters you feature here… He does not give me any hints that he would accept a blowjob from me, quite the contrary. He talks about his masculinity all the time and how much he loves pussy. But he always accepts me doing his laundry, cooking for him, and giving him my bedroom for him to fuck other girls. Do you have any tips of how to approach him in a subtle way showing how much I am begging to worship him? I have tried kissing his feet one day as a joke to see how he would react, but he immediately told me to stop with “gay shit”.

Please help me, brother! Thank you so much for everything you do for young faggots like me.

Dear brother, thank you for this letter!

What an exciting opportunity you have here! Alpha Garcia is clearly an incredibly powerful straight Alpha, and you’ve done a great job slipping into his trust and working your way into a position to serve him! I’m proud of you!

I’m also proud (and very impressed) that you’ve tried to kiss his feet! It’s a bummer he didn’t allow it, but Alphas usually don’t have a problem with a faggot massaging their feet. There would be nothing wrong with offering that service rather than kissing (which is a bit more intimate). I would also make sure you’re referring to him as “Sir” (I guess it would be “Señor”) so he is glorified.

It’s telling that he’s using you for laundry, cooking, and your house. It’s obvious that he knows exactly what you are and what your purpose is in the life of an Alpha like him. He’s not even shy about using you … he expects it. These are excellent signs, brother!

Let me answer your questions:

1. I realize that allowing him to use your place to fuck random women is upsetting you morally. It’s normal to worry about his family. However, you should look at it this way: he’s going to fuck whomever he wants because he’s Alpha. You refusing to allow him to use your house (a) limits what you can do in his service, and (b) puts him in greater danger of getting in trouble. So I think you should just focus on the privilege you have to serve him in this way.

2. You’re already doing a lot to serve this great straight Alpha. You should be grateful that he’s using you at all. Sadly, some straight Alphas will never come around to using a faggot sexually … and he might be one of them. But it might be a good idea to print out my “Letter To An Alpha” (in the right sidebar) and ask him to read it and give his opinion on it. I think that brief letter outlines hierarchy and purpose quite well, and many faggots have used it successfully. Try it, and see what happens. Otherwise, just be happy in his service in whatever way he allows!

You have a tremendous opportunity to find fulfillment serving such a powerful Alpha King! Just be submissive, grateful, and awe-struck as you faithfully submit to him! By our proper conduct as faggots we win over many straight Alphas! Always remember that!

I love you, brother! Keep me updated!

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I have been a slave since I was 23 and my 19 yr old alpha roommate dominated me. I am now in my 60s and sexually have always been submissive. Lately, I realized that I have wasted my whole life, because I have only been sexually submissive, and I have not given my whole life to the Alpha men who used me. I always thought it was a sexual fantasy. But lately, I realized that I’m not only sexually inferior, but I am completely inferior. I am sad that it’s taken me 62 years to understand that. Now I am craving life is to find a man who is willing to take on an older inferior. But am I past my prime?  What can an older slave like me do to improve the lives of Alpha men.  I want to spend the rest of my life in servitude.  I just don’t know where to begin.

Thank you for the heartfelt question, brother!

It’s always heartbreaking to hear from faggots like you (and I’ve heard from a lot of them). Your generation and older didn’t have the internet, nor did you have the more widespread acceptance of homosexuality that many cultures have today. Most gay males spent their lives in frustration, hiding in the closet and rarely getting the opportunity to experience fulfillment of any kind.

The one group of gay males that often DID find fulfillment (at least fleeting tastes of it) were faggots. You see, faggots have always been around, and Men have always been using us. So these faggots were able to serve quite often, albeit in secret.

You are an example of this. At 23 years old your 19-year-old Alpha roommate recognized what you are and took ownership of you. That is pure hierarchy in action. My straight best friend did that to me at age 17. We all have stories like that.

The difference between us occurred after that first service opportunity stopped. I turned around and became a super-faggot, whereas you bottled it up and hid it away.

Believe me, I feel for you, brother. However, all is not lost. Older faggots have a longer shelf life if they convert to becoming domestic faggots. I have a wonderful and inspiring thread here on the site of a wonderful older faggot named Chadwick who still wanted fulfillment so badly that he began offering domestic service to Alphas on apps like Grindr and such, and before you could blink twice he had a bunch of Alphas using him that way! The thread is in the right sidebar.

So don’t give up. Anyone who submits and embraces their truth as a faggot can be useful to Men!

Have a question? CLICK HERE to ask!

Tonight Zack finally faced the moment of truth: release and freedom from his chastity cage after 611 days… or more locked-up denial ahead?

I strapped him tightly to the chair, secured a powerful vibrator right against his chastity, and laid out the rules:

• Envelope 1 opens if he cums before the 15-minute mark (hidden until the end)

• Envelope 2 opens if he cums between 15–30 minutes (hidden until the end)

• Envelope 3 opens only if he survives the full 30 minutes without cumming (hidden until the end)

The stakes? Whether he finally gets to touch his cock again… or stays helplessly caged for who-knows-how-much longer.
Watch the video, trust me, the ending is worth every second of the wait. 😈🔒

http://justfor.fans/ZackDeclan

You might want to check out our JFF to finally find out if I got unlocked or if I will still be in chastity after 611 days.

42+ minute video for your enjoyment!

😈 Full details, that long-awaited reveal tease, the video that lets you know and so much more to watch.

This isn’t fantasy. This is our real life.