Hi sam, Many thanks for your answer to my question about handling personal life and service to a Master. The MASTER i’m in contact with online said the same thing but i guess HE wanted me to hear it from someone else, especially an experienced sub like you 🙂 i’ll do my best to find the right Master. i’m surprised however that you say that France is the country with more powerful Alphas per square kilometer than you’ve ever known. What makes you say that? i saw many findom Masters (though i don’t consider most of them like “masters” because they only care for the money) but no so many real Masters… Also, i’d like to add one more question, as you’ve been really nice to me: what is, according to you, the best way to find a Master when you’re a beginner in France? Many thanks again for taking time to answer me. i wish you a great day. faggot didier (as the MASTER i’m chatting with calls me and i love it)
I said that about France because of the number of French Alphas I’ve chronicled on this site over the years, the number of French Alphas and Masters (not cashmasters) I communicate with on X and elsewhere. They all seem to be much more attuned to hierarchy in France than any other country.
To find a Master in France (or anywhere), it starts with your immediate circle of contacts. Think about the Men you regularly come into contact with or personally know. Are any of them Men you’d like to serve? Then make yourself useful to those Men, be complimentary, be submissive to them. When you feel comfortable enough with them and think there is a possibility, you offer your services as their faggot. You can use my “Letter To An Alpha” or my book “May I Serve You, Sir?” to make that conversation possible.
If you try this, you’ll find success. I promise! Especially in France!
Hello Brothers and Sirs, this is a serious post that I would like to divulge. When I was a young teen, age 14, I was molested by an older man. Basically, I was groomed. I would walk to school and back home passing this guys house in the same street as where I lived. He was friendly and likeable. Absolutely no hint of anything bad. He would be in his front yard and strike a polite chat with me whenever possible. Nothing bad, mainly just niceties and talking about the weather and his garden. It was just like this for a long time, maybe several weeks, when one late afternoon when I was walking home, he stops me for a chat. Invited me in for an Orange Juice and I felt that there was no harm so I went inside his house. As I went in, I saw that he was playing some hardcore gay porn. Plenty of hardcore oral and anal. It was the first time I was exposed to any porn really. He told me to sit on the sofa which I did. I also wanted to watch the porn as I was curious and it just looked hot to me. He sat opposite me on a chair. He brings me a glass of orange juice and sits down. After a short while, he pulls his dick out and starts stroking. He tells me to relax and if I wanted to, I could pull out mine and do the same. I did not do that. From memory though, I was getting curious and aroused. He would ask me questions about what I think about the porn on show. To be honest I can’t remember if I answered. I may have tried to deflect. Multiple questions were asked. One question that rings a bell was that he asked me if I’d like to try. More questions until eventually he said if I’m curious, I could just get on my knees. I didn’t. Eventually he sits next to me, his Dick erect and exposed right next to my arm. He asked me if I’d like to touch it. I said maybe. He grabs my hand and places it on his dick. See, it’s not so bad he said to me. Now try jerking it up and down. I did as he told me. I was jerking him for some minutes. He would encourage me that this is normal. I have nothing to be ashamed about. I should just surrender and let that little boy out just like on the tv. Then he tells me to kneel in front of him and get close and just look at it. I did as I was told. Then he encouraged me to give it a kiss. I kissed it on the tip. He says I’m a good boy. Then he tells me to open my mouth because it’s time I learned to be just like the boys on tv. I open my mouth and stick my tongue out. Before you know it, I had a cock in my mouth at 14. He would instruct me to do it like the boys on tv. So I tried my hardest to mimick what I was watching on his tv. He would encourage me, say I’m a good boy, and that I’m making Daddy very happy. To be fair, I was enjoying it too. Yes it was wrong and I know I was being groomed now, but I really enjoyed it. I wanted more and more. I must have been sucking for quite a while.
Eventually, he pulls his dick out and gets up. He makes me stand up. He said to me it’s time to go to the bedroom and show me how to be a very good boy. Makes me take all my clothes off. He places me on all fours with legs together. Head down ass up in the air. He gives me a pillow to bite on for comfort as what will happen next may hurt a little bit and he told me to not be afraid. I knew what was about to happen. I knew I was about to lose my anal virginity. He said that he will start off slow and that all I need to do is be a good boy. So then he applies generous amounts of lube on my rear and starts to finger me. Then, his dick entered me Slowly. Very slowly. Yes it wasn’t the most comfortable thing. But he slowly works it in all the way and keeps it there. Tells me to breath and get use to the feeling. Slowly he worked his way to a more rigorous action. Then spreads my legs and pounds me till he finished off inside me. He then said to my that I was a very good boy for Daddy and I could come over anytime. Gave me aftercare. Good afterwards, words of encouragement, that what I did was just be myself and is normal.
So that was how I was groomed. The thing is, I kept going back for more and more. I enjoyed sucking him and I enjoyed the anal sex. I kept going back for months. And he would use me. Even honorifics were involved. He was Daddy and he would call me boy. Well I really was a boy. An under aged minor in fact that should not have been used like this. I was a Pedophile victim. I was groomed and violated.
Today, dealing with this trauma, I often wonder if these events moulded me into what I am today as a TPE Gay Bottom Boy. Or was this nature already wited within me? I must have definitely been gay leaning. But did this experience make me more submissive? I’m always looking for explanations about my sexuality and submissive nature. The way I try to rationalise things is that the attraction to men was already wired into me by Mother Nature. Did he bring the sub bottom boy out from within, or did my Sub Bottom nature develop from the trauma as my psychology was rewired creating its own neurons due to the experiences of being dominated by an Authority figure, making me desire this in adulthood?
All I know is today, as an adult, I accept who I am and what I am. I control my desires and interests. I know what I want and need. And I own and affirm myself as a Gay Bottom Submissive. It makes me feel happy, soft and vulnerable.
My brother, thank you for sharing this experience!
First of all, I want to tell you how sorry I am that you went through this. It’s something no child should ever experience. Honestly, I’m mortified at the selfishness of this person who did this. Some might call him an Alpha, but I don’t. He’s a sick person who should’ve gone to prison.
And by the way, I’m not trying to make you feel bad about yourself or imply that you’re to blame in any way. You were young and doing things that no doubt intrigued you and even excited you, so going back again and again was probably a natural thing.
You raise a great question, one that has confounded me as well. It’s sort of a “chicken and the egg” conundrum: Were you born a faggot, or turned into one because of this experience?
I know that most faggots are born that way. I certainly was, as were most of the faggots I’ve spoken with during my life. It’s all we ever remember, even from our earliest memories. Many faggots would gladly choose something else if they could, so it’s not a choice.
But then there are complex outliers like you who don’t fit neatly into predictable boxes or categories.
I’ve read that many child molesters can tell which children to isolate and groom via some poorly-understood mechanism. Often even the molesters themselves can’t fully explain how. Did the person who molested you sense that you were a gay boy? Did he sense your submissiveness? How can we ever know that? I know Alphas can sense faggots and other subs around them … is that the same thing? These are questions I have that will probably never be answered to my satisfaction, or anyone’s.
I can say this, though: I’m very proud of the way you assimilated your experience and made it part of your history that colors and informs your life today. You sound like a courageous and intelligent person who simply refuses to play a victim. Your assimilation of your trauma reminds me of how I assimilated my rape. Rather than allowing to destroy me, I allowed my intellectual curiosity to work through it and help me understand the deeper meaning of it.
You’re a survivor, and you should be proud of that, my brother! Thank you for sharing your personal journey!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the continuing ascension of a 21-year-old bisexual Alpha named Master Joe. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!
There are some Alpha Masters who are super-serious about their superiority and they get very performative in their demands. It always feels insecure to me, but that’s probably because I was trained and owned by Alphas from the other end of the spectrum. Those Alphas relish their power, but they don’t worry at all about losing their position because they are secure enough to know they’ll never lose that power unless they shout and demand.
Master Joe is one of those secure Alphas.
I’ve had a “flirt affair” with Master Joe ever since he first wrote to me. We’re playful with each other in an affectionate way, but there’s always a respect for him beneath the playing. It’s that respect that causes me to sit up straight whenever Master Joe has some correction for me.
While discussing Alpha Matt’s curiosity for ass fucking, I mentioned that Alphas like to cause pain for fags when they fuck them because it strokes their egos. I didn’t really think of this as a controversial statement.
But Master Joe had a terrific perspective on this:
Hey, my sexy Sam This is your Master Joe from Spain. Since we won the World Cup I’ve been breeding my boyfriend so often, that I neglected to give you some attention too lol but I took some time to check the site today and jerk off, and I just saw the story of my Alpha brother Matt and his fag Andres. I read his whole thread and he seems to be a really nice guy, quite similar to my world view tbh and I wish I could fuck Andres too lol
But I wanna say something about your post. When you were talking about Matt and his desire to fuck ass for the first time, you said “Frankly, he seemed so nice and confident that I thought he’d never want to hurt someone by fucking them in the ass.”
Come on, Sam!! There are some guys who don’t care at all about fags and girls, but Alphas like me and Matt don’t wanna fuck ass to harm, we don’t hurt the fags and the girls we breed. We know that a little bit of pain is just a REMINDER of who is the Man in bed. Your mindset is “he wants to fuck some ass, in spite of being nice and confident” but you should think “he wants to fuck some ass BECAUSE he is nice and confident” hahaha
You know I love you, my sexy Sam, don’t get me wrong But there are many good Alphas like Matt and myself who want to protect and take care of weak fags, and in return we have the need to breed them. We fuck their ass to make them feel safe, not to hurt their holes, and when we do end up hurting their holes we give a lot of aftercare until they forget about their sore pussy.
You know, I wish we could have this conversation in person because while I explain my thoughts you’d have a nice cock down in your throat lol I miss you, my sexy fag
First of all, congratulations on the World Cup victory, Master Joe! I especially loved their win given Trump’s ignorant comments about Spain at the start of the World Cup. FUCK TRUMP!
I also love to learn that Master Joe is stroking his big dick to the site! It’s almost like I’m pleasing him in person (actually, it’s nowhere near as good as in-person!).
I think Master Joe is completely right to correct my language (or my over-generalization) about Alphas causing fags and females pain while fucking them. It’s an important point to remember that there is simply no way that an Alpha’s cock won’t cause some pain. Honestly, I think working through that pain is part of a faggot’s purpose. We endure pain in order to please our Kings.
But Master Joe’s real point is that I shouldn’t generalize that all Alphas enjoy causing that pain like they’re sexual versions of Vlad the Impaler. There are certainly some Destroyer Alphas out there actively trying to cause faggots pain. And Master Joe is right.
Because the real truth is that there are incredible Protector Alphas like Alpha Matt and Master Joe who might cause pain when they fuck someone, but then provide genuine aftercare to calm and soothe their “victims”. It’s one of those many qualities that sets the truly powerful Alphas from the rest!
But now that Master Joe ahs publicly corrected me, I feel like I’m in need of some aftercare! Where’s that dick he promised me?? LOL
The following post is part of a thread chronicling an 18-year-old virgin French faggot named Loic who has been claimed my straight God Alpha Master Jerome. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
I spent most of my life being anti-condom, and somehow I never got an STD. Seriously. I feel like I somehow tap-danced through the minefield of sexually transmitted diseases, and there’s definitely a sense of survivor’s guilt hanging over me today. I mean, shouldn’t I have at least gotten HERPES or something??
Writing this site has forced me to try to be cautious about my “no condoms” viewpoint, because I certainly don’t want to be the cause of someone getting something life-altering! However, with the advent of truly effective prophylactic meds like PrEP (soon to be a twice-yearly injectable!), the risks associated from being bred by an Alpha are drastically reduced. We should all be celebrating these advances, because they are making sexual pleasure much less scarier than a few decades ago.
Even though I don’t discuss condoms much here, yesterday’s post about Master Hulk and his disdain for condom use (like all powerful Alphas) was going to inevitably turn the discourse here toward that taboo. First up: Loic, the former virgin faggot of God Alpha Jerome in France:
Hi brother!! This is Loic from France, everything is good here and Jerome is breeding me multiple times a week now. My hole is more and more looking like a real pussy, and it feels great!
I have a quick question, brother… I just read Master Hulk’s text (so hot!!) and I can’t stop thinking about what he said about condoms. He said that Noah wants him to wear condoms when he fucks girls, but he doesn’t do it all the time. Well, I do the same thing with Jerome… I LOVE to know that he has other fags to fuck and other girls too, because he deserves it! But I asked him if I could be the only one he fucks bareback and he said that he would think about it. I asked my doctor what to do, I didn’t say I’m a fag, but I said that I had a boyfriend with a open relationship. He is a straight man, but he just chuckled and said “well, as your doctor, I must tell you that I don’t think your partner will wear condoms, but we can find ways to make it less risky to you”. He asked me if Jerome was a bottom too (can you imagine??) and I said that he does not bottom at all, so apparently the risks of bareback sex are lower. But my doctor recommended me to do the test every 3 months and take prep just in case.
I told to Jerome about this appointment, and his plan is: both of us going on prep, taking all the tests every 3 months, he breeds me bareback, he fucks other guys and girls bareback too, but I do not let other Men fuck me. I still asked him to wear a condom, but I don’t want to insist too much… he told me to talk to you, but now that I read this account by Hulk I decided to finally reach out to you.
What would you do if you had a sexy, generous, and gorgeous French Alpha willing to breed you multiple times a week, but reluctant to wear a condom when fucking other people?
Thank you Sam!! I love you 🙂
I’ll answer Loic’s question first: you know EXACTLY what I’d do: I’d let that French Alpha do whatever he wants!
Given that Master Jerome is a straight Alpha who would NEVER bottom (the idea is LAUGHABLE!), there is virtually no chance he’d ever contract HIV. Therefore, I’d never even ask him to use a condom on me or anyone else. There’s also virtually no chance that Master Jerome’s powerful need to conquer and breed faggots and females will ever be controlled. This was one of the primary reasons he exists! Petty fears and insecurities will never rein in his needs!
But, true to form, Master Jerome didn’t get upset when Loic brought up the subject of condoms and/or preventative care. Not at all! In fact, Master Jerome is willing to take PrEP along with his fag in order to keep breeding! That kind of deep understanding is such a rare quality anymore in Alphas! It reveals the depth of love and care Master Jerome has for his faithful little fag!
I really love the dynamic Master Jerome and Loic have built together. It’s essentially the perfect relationship for both! It’s not surprising that it works so well, because it’s built entirely on hierarchical truth!
Hello sam, A MASTER i’m chatting with (HE is very kind to accept to answer my questions and give me great advice on my path to submission even though W/we live far away and i’ll very proboably never serve HIM) suggested i might contact you. HE mentioned your website to me and i’m glad i found it as you seem to be a very experienced sub and a very generous one who gives precious advice. i’m a beginner in submission. i never served a Master yet but i’m looking for one as, deep inside, i feel the need to kneel and serve at the feet of a Superior Man. i’m 58 and i used to be straight. It took me time to understand and accept that my nature is to serve an Alpha. i have one major question as a beginner: can a sub have a personal life? i know being a sub means taking care of the Master’s needs, make His life better, do the chores He commands, serve Him the way He wants. i know it requires some sacrifices, to do some things i may not like at first and i’m ready for that. However i also can’t imagine my life without seeing my friends, having drinks or going out with them, reading books, going to the movies, travelling… Is it possible to serve a Master and still have a personal life of your own when you’re a sub? As a beginner, i can’t imagine being a 24/7 servant. Maybe it will come, maybe not but this is not a question for me now. i guess everything probably gets clearer when one finds the right Master. i would be happy to have your opinion, based on your experience, about how a sub may reconcile service to a Master and personal life. Please accept my apologies if the expression of my feelings is not perfectly clear as english is not my native language (i’m french). Many thanks for taking time to read this message and, if you feel like it, for answering it. And many thanks for your website. i wish you a great day. beginner in submission didier
Thank you for writing, my brother Didier!
How exciting for you to finally live out your truth! I’m glad you’re experimenting with a long-distance Alpha so you can at least get a taste of submission! But, as you’re probably thinking, you really need to find local Alphas to serve. Fortunately, you live in France, the country with more powerful Alphas per square kilometer than I’ve ever known!
You make a great point about balancing life as a faggot with the life you’re accustomed to living. And yes, if you do find an Alpha to own you as your Master, some of your life will need to change to some degree. I think you can agree with me that you’d like to make some changes so you can find fulfillment.
But honestly, every Alpha/faggot relationship is different. Some Masters let their faggots live a mostly-normal life, while others want their faggots to be chained-up slaves. So the key here is to find an Alpha that best suits how you feel now as a beginner. As you grow, you may want something more intense. So I don’t think you need to worry much about that right now.
So be careful and really examine your Alpha choices before choosing the one who will be your Master!
The following post is part of a thread following the life and Kingdom of Master Hulk, a 26-year-old bisexual Alpha and owner of a faggot named Noah.CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
The thing I love about Marvel’s Hulk character is how it describes the raging Beast in the heart of every Alpha. However, it’s also useful in that it also reminds us that there’s also the heart of an Alpha inside every Beast.
When Noah first wrote to me about the muscular, extremely dominant Alpha who had claimed him, he was the one who named his new Master “Hulk” in reference to his beast-like tendencies. Now, I’ve known and served plenty of Alphas who might also fit that moniker as well, but I bestowed it upon Noah’s Master in writing here because I just liked it.
In subsequent letters from Noah, it certainly seemed like Master Hulk earned his name. He sounded like some of the legendarily beast-like Alphas on this site, like Master Chad or Master Duke (any long-term readers remember HIM?). Honestly, I’d get a wide-on listening to Noah talk about his Master. There’s nothing like serving this kind of Alpha, because they literally take away all of pressure of responsibility and force you as a faggot to simply be obedient.
I never expected to ever hear from Master Hulk. Beast Alphas are notoriously dismissive of efforts like this, and aren’t particularly expressive or self-reflective. None of my Beast Alpha owners in the past would’ve bothered, either. I’m not trying to generalize here, but I’ve just been doing this a VERY long time now and this has been my experience.
So imagine my pleasant surprise when I found a long, detailed message from Master Hulk! Also, there was an instantaneous flash of concern at first, like when a kid is caught with his hand in the cookie jar.
But how wrong I was:
You already know me quite well, Sam. But I don’t know you. I am 26, bisexual Alpha, and I have a really sweet boyfriend called Noah. You know me as the Hulk. He reached out to you before asking me about it, but a few days ago he decided to share this page with me and explained me everything about hierarchy. I read all of his messages to you, as well as many other letters from other Alphas and faggots. He apologized for not asking my permission and was afraid that I would be mad at him, but I actually loved to see the way he talks about me, and the way you reacted to his stories. To be honest, I got so hard reading it that I stopped halfway through to pump a load in his throat. Noah shared your site with me because he wants to submit more and more, and he follows your work every single day. He wants me to be part of it as well. Of course, he didn’t ask me to write to you, he simply asked for permission to stay in touch with you. But not only have I allowed him to keep sharing our intimacy with you, but I also wanted to talk to you by myself.
I have been fucking guys and girls since high school, but before meeting Noah, fucking submissive guys and femboys was just fun, I would never consider holding hands with another man. The idea of having a male boyfriend was unimaginable until I met him. But Noah is just different, he is sweet, gorgeous, smart, and really special. I know I could keep him as a personal cumdump, but he deserves more than that. He deserves to be loved, and there is nothing I want more right now than loving my Noah. Dating him, however, is very different from dating my ex-girlfriends. In many ways, it is much better, I really love the way he is constantly willing to see me happy and make sure my balls are empty. At the same time, he knows that I miss the feeling of a wet pussy from time to time. I could make an effort and stop thinking about pussy and be happy with his beautiful smooth ass, but my sweet Noah is so special that he himself encourages me to go around and hunt some pussy when I want something different. The only thing he asks me is to wear a condom, which to be completely honest I don’t always do, but I get his point and will carry one with me from now on.
It is absolutely fascinating to see how Noah doesn’t think that I love him less just because I fuck some random pussy. He knows that I love him more than I have loved any girl in my whole life and for that very reason he is happy to see me breeding random girls. The opposite would never happen. How many woman do you know who would gladly accept their husbands or boyfriends to breed some fags? I know very few. I know a lot of guys who fuck fags hidden from their wives, but very few wives who understand and accept it. Everything is really new to me, and sometimes I feel guilty when I’m coming back home after fucking a girl from Tinder knowing that Noah is sleeping like an angel just waiting for me. At the same time, I have never lied to him and he seems to enjoy the fact that I go around breeding pussy and always go back to him. We have an agreement that I will not fuck other fags because I already have him, but I have the right to fuck as many girls as I want.
I guess what I’m trying to say is that I haven’t fully understood what you and Noah call male hierarchy. I know who I am, I know I am dominant, and I know I wanna take care of him. But having a relationship that is open for me and close for him seems unfair, even though he seems to be truly happy. You know Sam, I just wanna be a good man. Noah told me to write to you because, in his words, he was sure that you’d be happy to serve me in any way you could. So here I am. Nice to meet you.
My goodness! Master Hulk is anything but the typical Beast Alpha! And to think Noah initially asked me if Master Hulk was a Destroyer Alpha!
In terms of Alpha development, Master Hulk followed a pretty typical course. He viewed females and faggots as cumdumps and as ways to express his growing dominance. As Master Hulk says here, he never imagined having a faggot as a boyfriend (or having a boyfriend at all) as a young Alpha.
But here’s the thing a lot of straight and bisexual Alphas discover when they try fag ownership: they find out that a faggot is a much better fit than either a female or a regular guy. Faggots are extremely submissive, and only concerned with pleasing them. The Alpha can have anything he wants and the faggot will agree to it. Unlike Alphas who settle with a female or a typical boyfriend, an Alpha/faggot dynamic effectively makes the Alpha a KING. And believe me, nothing feels better for an Alpha than Kingship!
I loved how baffled Master Hulk sounded as he described Noah’s willingness (eagerness?) to see him fuck random pussy! That’s another huge difference between faggots and other types of partners an Alpha might take. Faggots CELEBRATE Alpha virility and power. Hell, we WORSHIP our Alphas because of this! We love imagining our Alphas dominating and breeding females! Some Alphas own faggots who love to clean their Alpha’s cock with their mouths, lapping up the pussy juice off of it because of this very reason! As Master Hulk correctly stated, NO female would EVER accept that!
Master Hulk said he felt it was “unfair” that he should enjoy the sexual freedom he has while Noah does not get that freedom. This is a mistake of not understanding a faggot’s true purpose. Faggots are essentially born to serve as the property of Men. We serve at their pleasure and for their pleasure. Noah is pleased emotionally by being Master Hulk’s owned faggot and serving his needs.
Noah is pleased by fulfilling his purpose just as much as Master Hulk is pleased by unloading in a pussy.
This is a hierarchical truth about faggots that Alphas rarely understand because it’s so foreign to their own natural perspective. They aren’t accustomed to being with someone who is practically encouraging them to conquer pussy and indulge their lusts and then come home to be celebrated and/or worshiped for it!
But that is exactly that Master Hulk has in Noah, and it seems to be a perfect fit!
I’m so grateful to be able to meet a young King like Master Hulk, and particularly thankful that he shared some deep perspectives on both his past experiences as well as owning Noah! I can only imagine what more we’ll learn from him if he chooses to return!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the ascension of a young straight Alpha named Matt who suspected his good friend Andres was not only gay, but also a faggot … and rose up to protect him. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
It’s not exactly breaking news to say that Men love fucking ass. I can only guess why. First of all, an asshole is tighter. Also, fucking someone’s ass causes them great discomfort, which makes a Man feel powerful. And fucking an ass makes any Man feel like his cock is gigantic.
There’s just one problem: women almost universally refuse to be fucked in the ass.
This everlasting battle over the use of assholes has led many straight Men and Alphas to seek out faggots to fuck in the ass. And guess what happens when they try it? They end up loving the use of faggots!
Now, as I was learning about straight Alpha Matt and his loving protection of his faggot best friend Andres, I never considered that he would ever consider using a fag for anal sex. Frankly, he seemed so nice and confident that I thought he’d never want to hurt someone by fucking them in the ass.
But what I failed to notice was the power growing within Alpha Matt as he started learning about hierarchy. All of the things he never noticed about his own Alphahood have been crystallizing in his awareness, and as he’s embraced his Alphahood, his needs have grown as well. This is pretty typical for straight Alphas I’ve known.
However, Alpha Matt has a bisexual God Alpha friend named Diego who has been training Andres and breeding him in Alpha Matt’s place. So Alpha Matt has been able to witness the power of ass fucking, and he’s also been able to ask probing questions about it as well.
In other words, even more changes are coming. Listen to this:
Hey Sam, this is Matt again
I think you’re reading my mind, man. I just had a conversation about anal sex with Diego last night, and today I see a post about it here. We were talking about women since he has vast experience on both sides, and he said that he has fucked dozens of fags in the ass, but only one girl. Then I said that I have never tried anal sex for this very reason, and oh boy, I shouldn’t have said that. He loves mocking me (in a friendly way) about how limited my sexual life is because I don’t bang and breed fags, but when he learned that I’ve never fucked an ass in my life, he basically started to treat me like a virgin. I love my friend and I know he does it because he loves me, but it is really crazy how easy it is for bisexual guys to get some ass, while I’ve been sexually active for seven years and I never had the opportunity to feel a nice asshole around my cock.
Diego truly thinks I should try a trans guy with a pussy to start exploring new things, but I honestly think that it would be easier for me to get hard with a very feminine trans woman wearing something to cover her front than to a masculine trans guy with a pussy. Maybe that’s a good way to finally try some ass, I don’t know. I’m not afraid of trying, but wanted to share this with you before.
I also wanted to tell you that Andres asked Diego to take him to the movies, but Diego told me to join them because, according to him, “the fag is falling in love”. I really don’t want my little Andres to have his heart broken, so I’m trying to approach it with him and show him that Diego does not want to marry him, not even to become boyfriends right now, but my little bro is really romantic and think he is a Disney princess, so I’m working on it. We went together to watch Spider-man and people probably thought that either we were gay-friendly straight guys taking care of our femboy, or we were a throuple haha but I don’t care, what matters is that Andres has never been happier, right now he has taken buckets of cum, and I’m happy he’s happy.
You can hear the gears coming to life and turning in Alpha Matt’s head! Master Diego is doing something all Alphas have always done with each other: Alpha teasing. It’s a form of mentorship closely related to the way a personal trainer pushes a student for his own good. Master Diego knows what Alpha Matt lacks in the growth of his Alphahood, and is using mockery and teasing to help push Alpha Matt out of his comfort zone.
But I think that Alpha Matt experiencing the breeding and training of Andres is also helping a great deal, too. He’s able to see the positive changes in Andres simply because Master Diego has taken the time to train him and deeply breed him with Alpha cum. Most straight Alphas never consider the power of their cocks and cum until they use faggots and see it firsthand. It’s hierarchical.
As for Andres, yeah it’s easy to fall in love with your first Master. And yeah, he’ll probably get his heart broken at some point. That’s unavoidable. But at least the little faggot will always have another Master in his life, one who will never fail him.
This post is part of a thread chronicling the rise of Master Jin, a straight Korean Alpha who first learned about the ownership of faggots when he learned his college roommate Chin was a faggot. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
There are a couple of milestone moments that transformed this humble Tumblr sex blog into a mammoth site of hierarchical truth. One was the discovery of Master Jase (California Alpha). Another was the story of Frat Fag (which will be returning soon to the paid threads portion of the site).
But the story of straight Master Jin and his college roommate Chin mushroomed into a saga so gigantic that I almost lost fingers trying to type fast enough. Through countless hours of messaging, emails, counseling, and recording every word for posterity, Master Jin’s story nearly broke me … but it also built the foundation for this monstrosity you’re reading today.
Master Jin’s story started in 2019, and here we are still talking in 2026. A lot has changed with Master Jin since then. He’s now a successful doctor who bravely and tirelessly fought the COVID epidemic in Canada. He has a steady girlfriend.
But some things remained the same. He still owns Chin and Lee as his live-in faggots. They’re both still caged. He still milks them a couple of times a week. And he makes sure they’re constantly filled with his potent seed.
I recently had a conversation with Master Jin that started with Master Jin asking this: “Do you think Lee is happy being my fag?”
So I shared this beautiful thought Lee had sent to me:
Needless to say, Master Jin was really happy to hear that … so happy that he went home that night and cunted Lee!
Lee is in a bit of a mess because I managed to cunt him again this evening. Faggot I did it because you showed me the message he sent I knew he was in need of a good fuck. Lee is a very good fuck. I do enjoy my faggots.
Then came a couple of surprises regarding Master Jin’s girlfriend:
okay but she has a hard time about my fags. When I showed her that they were caged that did not help. She is still processing it I think. Feels so normal to me.
Then, another doozie:
Well it was bad. She came back and I was fucking Lee. She was upset. She went back to her mums.
Wow! That’s crazy! However, it’s an Alpha’s right to use whatever he wants. A female can just leave if she can’t handle the fact that very dominant Alphas must exercise their power over everyone, both females and faggots. It’s simply nature.
But then something happened that demonstrates the absolute power Alphas have to really change those they own:
I called Lee a good girl as I was milking her the other day. I think things are changing for the best.
Lee told me about this incident, and how it affected him:
Since Jin cunted me twice in only two weeks I feel very strange. I am not a man I understand that. I think I am more a girl than a faggot. When he said that I’m a “good girl” on the weekend it triggered something deep inside me. I really am a girl trapped in a man’s body. I have not even talk to Jin about it yet.
Think about that: a Master’s words to his faggot can change its entire perception of itself or trigger deeper needs within it!
Master Jin thinks the prolonged chastity and being cunted repeatedly is responsible for Lee’s desire to have a sex change operation. I don’t necessarily agree. But we did see a similar course with Master Matt’s faggot Yul many years ago. I don’t think transsexualism is understood well enough to make any definitive statement.
Every time I talk to Master Jin and his beautiful, obedient faggots Chin and Lee, I’m filled with joy and pride. We’ve been through so much together, and yet every day I learn more and more from them!
This post is part of a thread chronicling the young Apex Alphahood of King Phillip, a college Alpha who owns faggots. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!
I love self-reflective Alphas. There is so much to learn about the growth and mentorship of Alphas and how they develop, but how will anyone ever know unless there are some Alphas who are actively thinking about their own experiences and thoughtfully tracking their development?
What I’ve done on this site is completely define Alphahood, not as a fetish or a theory, but as an objectively REAL type of Man. It’s something that can be measured in quantifiable ways other than weakened knees and rapid heartbeats.
One of the more thoughtful Alpha voices I’ve collected over the years is King Phillip. He’s an Alpha who deeply ponders and reflects on his power, why it’s there, and how best to use it.
A couple of days ago, out of the blue, King Phillip texted me like this:
Fuck, bullying really is natural, And it’s natural I’m the one doing it. I used to think I was a nice kid, when I was growing up. But I started looking back on those times very seriously, and looking at some of the things I still have from then. I was an absolute bully, and I never realized that.
To which I replied:
I think all Alphas have both Protector and Destroyer Alpha aspects in them during their formative years, but one side takes over predominantly during maturation.
King Phillip replied:
And even protectors bully, sometimes as ruthlessly as a destroyer. What’s kind of messing with my head is how I didn’t really understand I was being a bully back then. I wonder if that is just being Alpha or if I was trying to not see what I was doing.
You couldn’t see it. Those were your natural actions as an Alpha.
That’s probably true. It feels natural when I do it today, and back then I wouldn’t have taken seriously my own power
Exactly, Master. This is why education on Hierarchy is so important. Young Alphas need to be mentored and taught about the overwhelming power that they have so they can be aware of it, as well as how to use it.
Haha not everyone is a faggot. I’m sure a lot of my victims back then didn’t like it the way you would
It doesn’t matter. They were inferior to you, and you were unknowingly enforcing hierarchy by putting them in their place.
That feeds my ego, fuck.
If it all starts with bullying, then hierarchy starts at the top. It’s something Alphas impose on the rest of the world.
But the world submits because of obvious Alpha superiority
I think they submit because I’m more powerful. My superiority might be natural, but I end up at the top because I put myself there. But I’m quibbling
Why do you think your faggots serve you, Master?
Because they crave a more powerful man, and I radiate power.
They want to please you.
They do! And they want me to TAKE from them. And that’s ripe for bullying and humiliation. Have you ever met an Alpha who wasn’t a bully?
I’ve been owned by a couple of God Alphas who weren’t bullies in the traditional sense. They got whatever they demanded, but they weren’t hurtful to me.
That’s interesting. I wonder if there’s some sense in which they were bullies but never had to actually be mean
I was very obedient, Master
I can’t imagine you any other way, cocksucker
Awww that was such a nice compliment! I’ve rarely seen King Phillip’s softer side!
Then King Phillip continued:
You’ve played a big role in my development as an Alpha. I have an actual stable now because of it.
I own three, and use two more.
1) my asskisser, who is older and sends me messages and other kinds of things to feed my megalomania
2) my footlicker, who serves me sexually
3) my head boy, who is my longest serving faggot, gives me lots of different kinds of service (this is Dylan, whom I stole from the other ‘alpha’)
4) pincushion, who I fuck when I visit the city
5) girlboy, who I also fuck when I go to the city haha
Yes. I didn’t include my husband, who serves me but it’s not a real ‘arrangement’ haha
Then King Phillip shared a super-hot video clip of one of his faggots sucking his big dick while he used call/response to train it. I’m not allowed to share it – sorry everybody. One of the few perks of being a faggot running a site like this, I guess!
I’ve been so proud to be King Phillip’s sounding board as he’s grown more accustomed to his awesome power and how to wield it! He’s truly one of a kind, an unparalleled King among Men and fags!
This post is part of a thread chronicling the acceptance of God Alphahood by a young gay Alpha named Master Lorenzo and the ownership of his former submissive boyfriend Giovanni. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
It’s been a very long time since I’ve heard from one of the greatest powers to ever grace this site, the glorious God Alpha Master Lorenzo. I understand why. He’s been incredibly busy getting his PhD and becoming a researcher and professor. On top of all that, he owns one of the most amazing faggots in this world, Giovanni, and was dating a FTM transsexual named Mario. That’s a pretty full plate.
Now, I’ve made myself unavoidably clear since I heard the first reports about Mario’s arrogant, selfish, and often cruel behavior as Master Lorenzo’s supposed partner. I despised virtually everything about Mario’s attitude from Day One, but that opinion calcified into granite-hard hatred for Mario when I heard the way this twisted bitch was treating my dearest Giovanni. NOBODY treats my baby brother that way. Giovanni serves Master Lorenzo with his whole, sweet heart, guided by love, admiration, and awe for his indescribably perfect Owner, and he deserves ONLY praise for the faithful way he loyally serves Master Lorenzo every single day.
So that means the abuse that Giovanni suffered at the hands of Mario is entirely the fault of Master Lorenzo. It pains me to write that condemnatory sentence, because I adore Master Lorenzo and I deeply respect him. But there is simply no way around it. His beautiful, loyal faggot Gio endured months and months of emotional abuse because of Mario, and Master Lorenzo ignored it because he was enjoying Mario’s pussy. It’s almost inexcusable, and it was a constant source of consternation and disappointment for me.
I can only imagine the heartbroken sadness Gio felt while being abused and looking desperately for support from a Master who seemed blissfully indifferent. I’m setting that sentence apart to highlight it. Read it again. I mean every word of it.
I warned Master Lorenzo repeatedly about the dark presence of this ungrateful and hateful cunt, but he wouldn’t listen even to me. It definitely affected my respect for him, and that loss made me so depressed. But, as I’ve learned over the years, even our greatest Men fail us.
But tonight I received a letter directly from Master Lorenzo himself, because something very significant happened that will change all of their lives going forward:
Hello my sweet fag Sam, this is Master Lorenzo. I was going to let Gio send you this update, but I chose to find a quick window in my schedule and write to you in my own words because this is important. And I guess you will enjoy what you’re gonna read.
You probably remember that I was trying to manage Mario and Gio. While Gio was the sweet and obedient fagboy I always wanted, Mario was a nice and sexy trans boyfriend who treated me really well and had a good time with me, but did not respect Gio at all. You also probably remember that I encouraged my sweet Gio to go to college and I have been paying for his tuition, materials, and books. I am demanding with his studies and want him to be committed to his future profession, I check his grades every month, and make sure that he is on top of things. And he has demonstrated excellent performance, a really good boy who makes me proud every day. This semester, however, despite his efforts, he failed Pharmacology. He needed a 7, and scored a 6.6. I told him to email his professor, and she said that she sees a lot of potential in Gio, but wants him to do the class again for him to explore his full potential. As you also know, I have a PhD in Physics and work as a professor, so I don’t blame his professor. I have done similar things in the past with students who do not understand their real potential. My boy, however, was devastated. He cried for hours on my chest, apologizing and repeating that he was just a “stupid fag.” I spent the whole night with him in my arms, told him that I would be more than happy to pay the credits for him to retake the class, then I cooked a very nice dinner for us, cuddled with him the whole night, and when he was feeling better he sucked my cock, made me really hard, and I fucked him in the most tender way I have ever fucked a fag. I stayed in missionary at all times, kissing him, and saying how proud I was of everything he has done while thursting inside of him very gently. I came as deep as I could inside of him, told him that I loved him, and he fell asleep in my arms.
That was Friday night, and I thought I had solved the problem, but then a hurricane called Mario hit my apartment on Saturday morning. Our agreement was that Mario would come Saturday morning and spend the day with Gio and I. I anticipated that Mario would say something mean if he knew about Gio failing the class, given that we had had several conversations about his bad behavior with my boy Gio. Mario always repeated how proud he was of attending a tuition-free public college and not needing anyone to pay for his degree. So I warned him and made it very clear that, if he dared to say something cruel to affect Gio, he would never be welcome in my house anymore. He probably thought I was not being serious, but sometimes a Man needs to do what a Man needs to do.
Mario arrived here on Saturday morning, and at first everything was going well. Gio was really sweet as always and asked Mario if he wanted to play video games. For a few minutes, I thought that I would finally have peace between my two boys. But then Gio won the first match and opened a big smile, it was just a silly game, I never thought something bad could come from that. For my shock and revolt, Mario said “yeah Gio, you’re really good at this game, but maybe you should play less video games and study a bit more.” I saw all the joy leaving my boy’s face, he didn’t answer, looked at the floor, and just went to the kitchen saying that he would start cooking. My blood was boiling, I was dominated by anger to see Mario doing something that he knew would make Gio sad. I didn’t even ask for an explanation, I just stood up, pointed to the door and said “Mario, you’re not staying for lunch today, please leave”, he tried to answer and said that it was just a joke, then he approached me trying to kiss me and saying that we could have sex while Gio cooked for us, which instead of turning me on only made me angrier. I simply said “I won’t say it twice”, and pointed to the war.
Enough is enough. I went to the kitchen, Gio was crying again. I held him in my arms, told him that Mario had left, and that he would never set a foot in my house again. He cooked for us, we had lunch together, we played the video games he loves together, we watch a movie, and the load that I would have probably shot inside Mario’s pussy ended up inside Gio’s throat on Saturday night. I thought about calling Mario to break up with him, but I didn’t want to give him even more attention, so I just broke up with him via text, told him that he would never offend Gio again, he got pissed and said that I would never have a real boyfriend if I tried to keep Gio “as a puppy” forever, and he dared to say that Gio is not a person for me to build a life with because he takes advantage of the things I pay for him. This is a lie and very stupid because all the things I have paid for him and his mother were my initiative. They have never asked for one cent. On the contrary, his mother always shows a lot of gratitude every time I help her. I am not rich at all, but I have a good job and his mom is a cleaning lady, so helping my sweet boy’s mother is nothing but basic social justice for me. I just said to Mario that Gio is the sweetest boy I have ever met, and even he is a puppy he is a much better puppy than Mario was a boyfriend. He blocked me and I don’t think I’ll ever hear back from him.
A week later, Juan, my gorgeous Alpha brother from Mexico, came to my place for the third time to visit me. You probably remember that I took his virginity and since then I’ve been the only Man he allows to fuck him, other than that he is exclusively a top who has been breeding countless fags in Mexico. We are really close now, we have a group chat with the two of us, Rafa, and Gio. And we are a happy family of two Alphas and two fags. As soon as he arrived, Gio welcomed him on his knees, kissed his feet, smelled his crotch, the full package of a good faggot greeting my brother. I had told Juan about what Mario did and he was also pissed, so he was extra caring with Gio, I let them have some fun while I ran some errands because I knew that Juan’s tight hole would be mine. I left the house for them, and Gio was taking a shower when I arrived home a few hours later. Juan told me that he had bred Gio twice and congratulated me for having trained such a perfect fag. I told him that I knew very well how amazing Gio’s hole was, but that I really missed his hole.
The good thing about being the only Man fucking another Alpha is that his hole is really tight and I have the opportunity to mold his hole with my cock. I sent Gio to the kitchen to cook dinner, and took Juan to my room. His blowjob is not even close to Gio oral skills, but having such a dominant Alpha on his knees struggling to take my cock in his throat is such an incredible feeling. He gave me good head, then asked me to fuck him, I need to go really slow with him because, while Gio and Rafa have a smooth ass and pussies that I shape to take my cock with no effort, Juan has the hole of an Alpha, which means it’s tight and hairy. We made good Alpha sex, the kind of sex that I simply can’t have with Gio and Rafa because they’re my sweet boys who want to be protected, and Juan is an equal, a brother who accepts my cum inside of him.
Juan and I agreed that he will come to my place every other month, and I’ll take Gio to Mexico in our next vacation to spend some time with him. I want to make him a more frequent member of my hierarchical family. I am not ashamed to admit that I was wrong about Mario, I think a Man needs to be bold enough to admit when he is wrong. And today I admit that I was wrong. I did something that many Men would refuse to do: I held Gio in my arms, I kissed his forehead, and apologized. I said sorry to my sweet boy and told him that he is my priority and no one will treat him like that again. I wish Mario all the best and I hope he’ll find someone nice, but he doesn’t belong to my life anymore. Gio, however, has been the most important part of my life for years, and he still is.
That’s it, Sam. I thank you for all your attention and consideration with my little Gio, he truly loves you. I also apologize to you for not listening to you when you suggested that Mario was not a partner for me. And I hope that my Alpha brothers will read that and see that there is nothing wrong in admitting a mistake and changing our habits.
Take care, my sweet fag. Your Master thinks about you all the time.
Master Lorenzo.
Well, that’s more like it!
I’m glad that Mario’s unacceptable behavior finally caused Master Lorenzo to open his eyes to what that abuse was doing to Gio. I’m honestly baffled by how long it took, though. How can I see it so clearly through letters on the internet when Master Lorenzo has Giovanni breaking down in tears right in front of him?
I’m not going to dwell on this too much. I thank Master Lorenzo for personally sharing this experience, and I’m thankful that some of Gio’s trust and hope in his Master has been restored! Like any faggot, Gio just wants to know he is safe at the feet of his Master. I think Gio’s trust is being restored now that Mario’s been given the boot.
I’m certainly never going to say something crude like “I told you so” to a God Alpha like Master Lorenzo. However, it might be good to remember that, even though I’m a faggot, I’m not dumb. Listen to me, Master, when I implore you to change something. I’m only doing it because I love you and little Gio with my whole heart!
Hi big brother, I want to ask your help for because my life now is a soap opera
I am 19, and I always loved men older and stronger. I dated for 6 months a bisexual guy who is 28, and now I am dating a gay Alpha, 31 years. They are both very dominant and very Alpha. We all live close to each other, and they met playing soccer. I thought they would not talk to each other and that my current boyfriend would feel jealous. But no! They started playing soccer, then started to go to the gym and drink beer together, following each other on Instagram, and they’re now close friends. My best friend is really jealous of her boyfriend, and she told me to cut the problem from the root and forbid my current bf to friends with my ex. At the same time, they’re both really Alpha and they only top, so I don’t think they will hook-up at all. I asked my current bf why he was so close to my ex, and he was very nice and said that if I was so uncomfortable he could stop hanging out with him, but I said that I just don’t want to be replaced because my way is way hotter than me. He is very athletic while I am just a short skinny submissive guy. My bf literally laughed and said that it’s more likely that he’ll become a priest than cheating on me with my ex. And then he said “if you think he’s gonna bottom for me, you’re wrong. If you think I’m gonna bottom for him, I’ll need to spank you for such an offense.” He said that as a joke, but guaranteed me that I was delusional for being jealous of two Alpha men hanging out. When I ask what they talk about hanging out so often, he chuckled and said “we love talking about the best ways to fuck your ass, baby”
So Sam, am I overreacting? They’re older and way more confident than me, so sometimes I feel afraid of losing him. But I also think my bestie is not the best person to ask about Alpha men. My ex and my current do not use words like Alphas and fags, but that’s basically what I was for my ex, and what I am for my current bf.
Can you please help me brother? I don’t wanna lose my bf, and if they get so close and decide to use me together, I don’t think I’d be comfortable having a 3some with my ex… love you big brother!
Thank you for writing to me, little brother!
First of all, congratulations on your success finding Alphas to serve! It sounds like you’ve been able to find stable, powerful Alphas who know what they want in a good faggot!
I’m not sure you’re going to like my opinion here, brother.
Your entire question revolves entirely around one person’s wants and needs: YOURS. However, a FAGGOT’S wants and needs are immaterial when it comes to serving/being owned by Alphas. Can you see what I mean?
I can’t tell you how ludicrous it sounds that you think your Alpha should take your opinion of who he befriends into consideration at all. Who cares if his friend is your ex-boyfriend? Who cares if you’re uncomfortable if they both use you together? You’re a faggot, brother. You don’t get a say. You just need to OBEY.
I can’t tell you the number of faggots who have lost Alphas because of attitudes like yours. You should really be grateful that your current Alpha isn’t pressing this issue with you. You are not equal to him, and he knows it. Your ex-boyfriend knows it. The only person who doesn’t seem to know it is YOU, and that’s a bad position for you!
I seriously encourage you to change your perspective immediately, put your head down, and submit.
Didn’t realize it’s been 2 years since I wrote to you about this. I was gonna write you an update after my week with this fag, but I ended up so busy with life that I just never got around to it.
Anyhow, I’m just gonna give you a quick update before getting to my main point. As you said, the fag instinctively knew it was a faggot destined to serve superior men. I stayed with the fag for a few days, and it devoted itself to giving me the most comfortable stay during my trip. As a house servant and chauffeur, the fag earned a top mark. However, the fag’s ability to serve me sexually was terrible. I would give it points for its eagerness, but its oral skill was so terrible that I felt like it was a chore letting it sucked my cock. Even with days of instructions and guidance, its skills did not improve. I ended up not cunting the fag as I had planned cause I was so disappointed at how bad its skill was, and I made it very clear to the fag why it didn’t get cunt. I probably could spend more time training the fag, but as busy as I am, I don’t have time to train a fag that slows to improve. After my trip was over, I didn’t bother much with this fag, but I kept his contact cause even tho its sex skill was poor, the fag was an eager house servant.
Over the last 2 years, the fag occasionally contacted me and begged me to let it serve me again, but considering how busy I am and how easy it is for me to find a fag that can please me sexually, I just ignored its plea. Recently, the fag contacted me again, begged to serve me, and as it happens, I will be in its country for a business trip. The fag has offered to travel to the city where I have my business meetings to serve me, and I’m intrigued by its offer. On one hand, I am curious about how much it has improved over the last 2 years, but on the other, I still remember how bad it was at serving me sexually. As a faggot, Sam, do you think I should give this faggot another chance at proving to me it can learn and improve? What conditions do you think I should give it to prove to me that it has learned from its mistakes?
This is a follow-up from a question from nearly two years ago. You can access it by CLICKING HERE.
Sir,
It’s great to hear from you again! I’m glad to hear that business is going so well, and you’re obviously being served/serviced by a solid stable of faggots! It’s mind-blowing that it’s been almost two years! Where has the time gone??
Anyway, I must say I chuckled a bit when I heard the fag was still begging to serve you for the last two years! You must’ve left quite an impression on the faggot! But what it also tells me is the faggot hasn’t been serving many (or any) other Men since it was dismissed by you. Now, that might be flattering to you, but I don’t know if it’s had much practice at improving its oral skills.
I could be wrong here. The fag might be practicing with dildos or something. But I’m guessing it hasn’t.
Now, I don’t think that means the faggot can’t still be useful as a houseboy/chore fag while you’re in its country. As you’ve said, it’s easy to find faggots to service you sexually. You can give this fag one shot to suck your dick. If it’s not suitable, just use it as I mentioned above. If you felt creative, you could force this fag to watch a real cocksucker service you so it could see how it’s done.
I hope you’ll write back and let me know how your trip goes, Sir! Thank you for reaching out!
Hi, I am Lucca, an Alpha from Italy, and I need your opinion on something. I have always been a top, I have no curiosity at all of bottoming, and I have no doubt about being an Alpha either. The problem is that I absolutely love the feeling of protecting a fragile fag. Nothing turns me on like touching a fag, even it they are older than me, and noticing that they feel safe in my arms. Just to clarify: I have no intention to submit to another man, and I have never questioned my own Alphahood. But I do not want to humiliate or cause any harm to bottoms either. I want to dominate than with a firm hand, but with passion and love. I want to have a fagwife who I will love, care, and provide for one day, and ideally a couple of side fags to suck my cock from time to time, but loving all of them as precious fags, not treating them like shit. However, I am 27, I’ve been fucking fags since high school and I’ve never found a fag who accepted this type of treatment.
I am 27 right now, I just finished graduate school and have a good job. I am not incredibly handsome and I don’t have a six-pack, but I am not bad-looking either. My cock is around 13cm, big balls, thick at the base. In summary, I’m not a porn star, nor a top model, but I’m a regular middle-class hard-working Italian guy. I wanna be a gentleman, a provider, an Alpha man, and in a few years perhaps a nice “daddy” for sweet fags. I dream with having a fag boyfriend who will love me and will crave my love as well as crave my cock and my cum, I will fuck and breed him, train him to become a better fag everyday, he will serve me as a good boy, cook for me, but above all I will treat him as my precious property, give him nice presents, take him out for nice restaurants, dates at the museum, and for the theater.
But, Sam, I don’t know what is wrong with me… I honestly don’t think I am bad at fucking, I usually bang the fags missionary to be able to look at their eyes and kiss them, and they moan a lot, and I often fuck a cum shot out of them. However, all the fags I find want either a random hook-up and never talk to me again looking for their next cock, or they want to be seriously humiliated or harmed. I met a very cute guy in February and I thought he would be the one, we had two dinner dates before I fucked him, and he demonstrated a very submissive attitude. When we had sex for the first time, it was amazing, he had a beautiful and smooth ass, I started very tenderly in doggy style, and I bred him while looking at his eyes in missionary. It was just beautiful. But in a few days he started to say that I was “too soft”, and he wanted me to spank him, that’s alright for me, I think spanking a smooth as can be really hot. But things escalated quickly, in a few weeks he wanted be to basically beat him up, take all his money, spit on him, pee on him.
I used to call him amore mio and baby during sex while choking him, kissing his face, for me that was great balance, but it took just a few weeks for him to ask me to call him a useless slut, a stupid whore, a piece of shit, and so on. I felt uncomfortable and told him that spanking was okay, but I didn’t want to humiliate him to that level. One night around mid-April after we had sex, I was holding him in my arms, my cum leaking out of him ass, thinking about building a life with him as my fag boyfriend, taking care of him, loving him, treating him as a little prince. And then, while in my arm, he told me that he wanted to sleep on the floor, (I’m sorry for the really gross details) and next time I pooped he wanted to lay on the floor for me to put my feet on his chest while in the toilet. I didn’t know what to answer, but I decided to have a honest conversation with him. I told him that I wanted to be dominant taking care of him, not treating him as a useless object. And he said that he wanted to be “a cumrag and an ATM,” which made be broke up with him. I wished him all the best, but said that we were not compatible anymore. I saw on Instagram that he has a new boyfriend now, they traveled to France for the summer, and a friend in common told me that he is giving his entirely salary for this guy, who usually spends the money in booze and cigarettes. This same friend in common told me that one day this new boyfriend demanded his credit card, and when the boy said that he had already spent all his limit, the guy slapped him on their face in public, and then said to the people around that it was just a joke. Anyway, I truly hope that he is happy now and won’t have his body or his feelings harmed. Over the summer, I have met a few other guys, but it’s all the same, some of them just want a hook-up and some others want to be treated as a slut.
I’m openly gay, but most of my friends are straight. My best friend is a straight guy called Giuseppe, we have been friends for 20 years now. He is married with a woman and has a child, but we often talk about hierarchy and my sexual partners. Last night we were having a beer together and talking about this whole experience and about the fag’s bizarre desire of being a bathroom rag. He told me that I should probably look for a college boy who wants a sugar daddy, this way it will be easier to be dominant, while also being romantic and a provider. I think that makes sense, but at the same time I think I’m too young for college twinks who wants a daddy, I’m not even 30. Also, although I have a nice job, I believe that a sexy twink who wants to be spoiled will look for much richer and older guys, those CEOs in their 50s.
Well, that’s it. Sorry for such a long message, but I have been following your content for a few months, and I do think you can assist me with this whole mess. Is it a paradox to be an Alpha who wants to take my fag for a nice dinner, then a beautiful museum, and finish the night breeding him and holding him in my arms? Should I just give up on being “too soft” and start to pee and spit on any inferior fags?
I wanna be a gentleman who occasionally becomes a beast in bed. But I’m afraid the fags nowadays just want a beast who treat them as trash.
Thank you.
Sir, thank you so much for writing to me!
One of the saddest aspects of most faggots is the fact that they are broken inside. Also, kind of dumb. They crave destruction and self-harm and abuse and hate. It seems to come from early-life bullying or family abuse. They all need therapy in my opinion. I don’t connect with that mentality at all.
The real tragedy of this happens when a heartfelt Protector Alpha like you wants to “save” these faggots with love, sincerity, and affection. However, these broken faggots cannot be saved or rehabilitated. All they end up doing is frustrating Alphas like you, Sir, and wasting your time. I’m so sorry that you’re dealing with this. You deserve better!
The example you shared is the perfect illustration of what I’m talking about. You offered that faggot THE WORLD, yet all the faggot could think about is its own twisted, self-destructive desires. Sadly, it has found a Destroyer Alpha who is now dismantling its life. You can’t save it, even though I hear your sadness and yearning in your words. You’ll need to let it go, Sir.
Believe me, though … I share your sadness, Sir. I’ve been a fortunate faggot throughout my life of service in that I’ve been owned by some truly powerful Protector Alphas like you. They owned me and used me well, of course, but they also showed kindness and even love toward me. The appreciated me just as you want to appreciate a faggot in your life. So I truly know what a unicorn you are … what a rare and beautiful Alpha you are, Sir.
You will find the right faggot. Don’t give up. We are out here, just waiting for a King like you to give our best years of service to!
And as an aside, I’m tentatively planning to move to Italy at some point in the nearer future. I’ve already been looking at houses there. So maybe … well, let’s not get ahead of ourselves! Just keep it in mind, Sir!
The following post is part of a thread following Kamal, a faggot who has a desire to serve his Alpha professor uncle Farid.CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
When Kamal first wrote to me a couple of days ago, his expressed desire to serve his Alpha uncle Farid seemed difficult. Yes, his uncle is a professor of gender studies, and yes, his uncle has been talking to Kamal about hierarchy. It still seemed to be a difficult conversation. I answered him honestly, and gave him my advice. You can read that first QFR by CLICKING HERE.
Now, very often I advise people and they don’t take action. Of course, I can’t make anybody do what they’re unable to or unwilling to do. But there is only one thing is true: anyone who is unwilling to play the game will never, ever have a chance to win.
That is why I rejoiced when I received this inspirational update from Kamal:
Dear Sam,
Your words have been a quiet compass for me. I planned to write explaining why taking on household chores isn’t straightforward—his wife would notice the shift, and she already doesn’t like me much. Besides, between classes and varsity practice, I’m rarely home when she does them—but I’ve offered to help her and maybe i can slowly take over the tasks that relate to my uncle. I want to serve him. I want to be the one who meets his needs. But that’s not why I’m writing tonight.
Masculinity has always been a quiet puzzle for me. Outwardly, I fit the part: my posture, my voice, the way people read me. But inwardly, something else stirs. It’s when I imagine being taken by a man like my uncle that everything clarifies. More than anything, I want to serve someone I deeply respect and admire. Someone whose strength—steady, unyielding, effortless—makes me want to kneel. To show him how much I want him. To let him know, without doubt, that he owns me. That his pleasure is my purpose, and being used exactly as he desires is my calling. And because it’s my uncle who has awakened this in me, he’s the only one who can fill the hollow ache inside me. The one who can finally make me who i am.
In my heart I believe this confusion only ends when he takes me for his own. When he pushes deep enough that I stop being the man I thought I was—the one who hides behind a hard shell—and finally become what I’m meant to be. I need him to split my core open, peel away the disguise I’ve worn for years, and set who I truly am free for him to see. Buoyed by your words, today I decided to stop hiding. To “man up” one last time and tell him everything and be done hiding.
It went… I don’t really know how. I found him in his study, lost in a book. When I asked to speak with him seriously, he set it down and gestured to the couch. But instead of sitting across from him, I stepped close, dropped to my knees between his spread legs, and looked up into his eyes. He blinked, surprised. I told him everything—how long I’d waited, how deeply I wanted him, how his strength pulled at something in me I couldn’t name. I held his gaze the whole time, even as my voice trembled. When I finished, the weight of it hit me all at once. My chest shook. I looked down, and tears spilled over before I could stop them.
His hand found my head and he tilted it up until i was facing him. But I couldn’t look at him so I don’t know what he saw. He spoke in that low, steady voice I know means business: “This is true?” I actually don’t remember if it was a question or a statement. All I could do was say yes and that I’d never lie to him.
There was a long enough silence that I risked a glance at his face. His eyes locked onto mine, and something in them shifted—darkened, softened, or maybe both. He exhaled slowly. “I need some time alone with this, Kamal. I’m glad you told me. Don’t cry.” His thumb brushed away a tear, and I stood and left him there.
Now I’m waiting. My pulse won’t settle and I jump at every door opening, phone chiming. I can’t wait till he gets home tonight and it’s the thing I’m most afraid of at the same time. I don’t know what will happen, but I’ll tell you when I know.
Thank you for helping me.
HOORAY!!!
Kamal took action almost immediately, and was able to FINALLY express the feelings that had been tormenting him! And Sir Farid’s response was quite positive (others may read it differently), showing tenderness and empathy to his faggot nephew while also metering his response so as to not over-react! That is what true leaders do! I’m incredibly impressed by Sir Farid’s powerful example!
But I’m beyond proud of my brother Kamal! What he did took a lot of courage, strength, and humility! He opened his heart and offered himself with trust to the one Alpha in his life!
Why can’t more faggots do this? What stops them from trusting that superior Men would react in superior ways??
I can’t wait to find out the resolution to this situation!
Lately, I have been drawn more and more to destructive practices–financially, physically, and mentally. I have sought out crueler and more abusive alphas. I both crave and fear destruction. I know I should avoid it, but at times it is an overwhelming need, and only severe pain and humiliation can at least temporarily satisfy this need. And then I feel guilty for being such a weak faggot that I have these needs.
It sounds silly, but do you have any advice on how to pursue destruction safely?
Thank you,
fagjohn
Brother, thank you for writing!
I’ve never fully understood the faggot need/desire to be destroyed by Alphas. I think it stems from low self-esteem or some overriding shame, but it might be more complex than that. I don’t relate to that kind of extreme.
However, all faggots want to feel powerless and controlled. We want to surrender ourselves to the will of a superior Man and obey him. I think the destruction impulse is like a wild weed that grows like an offshoot from this natural desire of all fags.
But your desire to find “safe destruction” is pretty goofy, and basically impossible to find. It’s an oxymoron, right? It’s like asking for safe, medicinal doses of cyanide.
You need to meditate on why you’re wanting to have your life destroyed, brother. You’re worth more than that. I hope you realize it before it’s too late. I might suggest seeking a therapist for some concentrated work on isolating and eliminating such an impulse.
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the service of a Brazilian faggot named Marcus who was first enslaved by a 14-year-old straight Alpha named Lion, and it continues years later!CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
The other day I published a pretty alarming story of fag Marcus being used abusively by his 21-year-old Master, Alpha Lion, and Master Lion’s 18-year-old Alpha cousin. Some of the details on that weekend were grim enough to be dangerous.
But more interesting than that was what we learned about Master Lion. Despite his young age, he seemed to effortlessly command people older than him without a second thought. He proved to be bold and decisive, and everyone around him obeyed without question.
I thought the account Marcos sent was quite enough, but there’s a second part to the story that’s even wilder than the first! Read it:
Hi, Sam.
Thanks for the valuable advice you gave me. I confess I was already doing exactly what you said (staying silent and waiting) even before reading your post, because the events of that first night—which I described in my last post—and what followed (which I’m sharing today; I wrote it all at once but it got too long, so I split it up) made me realize something different was going on with my Master.
Picking up where I left off: after the girls stated they were at Yuri’s (a pseudonym) disposal, he and the Master sat down. One of the girls put on some stripper music and they began to undress. From where I was standing, I could see the two Alphas looking relaxed; one girl danced on the table while the others waited, sitting on the floor nearby. When they finished undressing, they’d sit next to the men, who would casually drape their arms around them and grab their breasts. Only when they were all naked did the cousin ask how they would split the girls up. The Master replied, “Why split them up?” noting that they were all at the cousin’s disposal—he should just pick the two he wanted and rotate between them throughout the night. The cousin asked which one was the best, and the Master replied that he had chosen his best-behaved girls and they were all good enough, though each had a specific strength. He pointed them out: “This one gives the best blowjob, this one has a super-wet pussy, this one has a tight, gripping ass, and this one can handle really rough fucking.” The cousin then said he wanted the one with the best ass, since his girlfriend is religious and won’t do anal. The Master told him not to worry about that, as they had all been instructed to do *everything* he ordered, so he’d have four tight little asses to have fun with. The Master stripped off his clothes, took the his girls to his armchair, and had them suck him off while he watched his cousin. The cousin ordered them to undress him, and one of the girls made the mistake of dropping his belt buckle on the floor. He gave her a sharp slap on the head and told her to show more respect for his buckle (in the days that followed, I saw that he was really into the whole cowboy thing). He pulled the other girl onto his lap to kiss her and left the one who had messed up on the floor, having her take off his clothes and fold them. When she removed his underwear, what stood out most wasn’t his penis—which was the same size as the Master’s, just a bit thinner—but the massive amount of body hair. Because of the heat here in Rio, the Master would sometimes trim his hair a little, but the cousin clearly had never done anything of the sort; he was *incredibly* hairy. If his penis had been small, it might have gotten lost in there. Once he was completely naked, he sat down and ordered the two girls to lick him. They approached but then hesitated and pulled back; looking at the Master, he said:
“Didn’t you say they’d do whatever I wanted?”
The Master looked at the girls and said:
“They will.”
He looked at the girls and shouted, “Get to it, goddammit!”
It actually startled me, since the Master doesn’t usually shout. The girls did too; they quickly obeyed the order, though they didn’t look too happy about it (that’s when I remembered cousin saying he hadn’t had a decent shower in four days—and with that much body hair, he probably didn’t smell too pleasant, at least not to women).
The two men then put their arms behind their heads and started chatting about past hookups, parties, and personal memories, while the four girls sucked their huge cocks.
After a while, the Master ordered me to get some beers, and I rushed to do it as subserviently as possible to please him. When I handed over the beers, the cousin asked if I was just going to stand there watching them fuck. The Master then ordered me back to the corner to face the wall. I could only hear everyone moaning, unless I was called to fetch cigarettes (for the cousin) or beer, at which point I could catch a quick glimpse of what they were doing. I realized then that an alpha competition was playing out: whenever the Master stepped on a girl’s head, the cousin did the same; when one fucked their throats, the other did too; and even when the Master fucked one girl while having another lick his ass, the cousin followed suit.
At one point, when I brought several sandwiches for the two of them, I realized I hadn’t eaten since waking up—having had to prepare the Master’s coffee and the banquet before heading to the airport. I asked the Master if I could step away to eat something, but, fueled by that competitive adrenaline, he just looked at the cousin, told me to shut my mouth, and ordered me back to the corner. It wasn’t until the fourth or fifth time after that that he asked if my stomach was still empty; he smiled arrogantly at the cousin and said to me:
“Come fill it up, then, faggot.”
He made me kneel and pissed liters of beer into my mouth.
I went back to the corner, facing the wall, and could… feeling my stomach heavy and letting out small burps that smelled like piss, which I quickly swallowed so as not to making noise and disturbing the Master.
After about two hours, the Master called me over again and asked if my stomach had emptied. Afraid he might order me to drink the cousin’s piss, I said no; however, he told me that his bladder was full of piss again regardless. So, obediently, I bent down to drink a second cascade of urine. All the while he was pissing into my mouth, he kept looking at the cousin with a smug expression.
Afterward, he dismissed me, telling me to go eat and also feed his fiancée in her room. Then, I was to fold and put away the cousin’s things and go to sleep.
It wasn’t until morning that I was woken by a blow to the face; when I looked up, it was the cousin who had struck me with the sole of his foot. He asked if I thought it was right for him to sleep on the same level as a slave and hauled me onto the floor. The Master stood in the doorway watching as the cousin shoved me under his bed—alongside boxes, his shoes, and a blue suitcase full of dirty laundry—and ordered one of the girls to spread some blankets from the bed down to the floor.
And so, I slept for a while longer, “trapped” in a makeshift, stinking hovel.
It might seem like a miserable life and that the two of them are terrible people, but today—while I was waiting for them outside a party to act as their driver and take them to some lucky girl’s house—I was writing this message to you. The Master appeared and asked what I was doing. I showed it to him; at first, he was quite angry that I was writing about him without permission and started scolding me, saying he would punish me. But after reading how I write about him with such reverence, and seeing how respectful you were, he decided I could keep messaging you. He also explained to me that neither you nor I—since we aren’t “real men”—know anything about cars, and that I was never in serious danger because his car (a BMW X3) has an air passage between the cabin and the trunk, which he made sure to keep open. He would never allow anyone to cause me fatal harm (bearing in mind that he literally saved my life) or permanent injury, as I am one of his most prized possessions (I took that as a declaration of love).
He told me that he and his cousin have competed since childhood over who plays better, who climbs the highest tree, who crosses the river first, and so on. He said I might have to suffer a bit more than the usual faggot while he’s here, but that whenever I suffer in silence and keep obeying, it shows his cousin just what a powerful man the Master is. So, I have to get used to it and view it as a form of devotion to him.
I don’t know when I’ll be able to write to you again, as the coming days will be tough, but I’ll be back soon to talk more with my friend and mentor, faggot Sam.
Fag Marcus.
Marcus does such a great job serving Master Lion. I’m so impressed by how well he handles every twisted and sadistic turn his young Master throws at him! I mean, he drank piss on command twice without being anywhere near prepared for it! He worked hard during a long night of being used! It’s not always easy to be an owned faggot!
I was overjoyed when Marcus told me about being discovered writing to me, and that Master Lion read and approved of my documenting this situation! I always like for the Masters of the faggots who write to me to know their faggots are doing it, because this can lead to greater education in hierarchical truth.
I loved the detail that Master Lion and his cousin have always competitively fought all of their lives. Marcus correctly identified it as Alpha dominance battles. Alphas always play “King of the hill” games because that dominance born within them drives them to conquer from an early age. Yet Master Lion was fighting for dominance even then … and winning!
Master Lion is clearly an unstoppable force, a God Alpha who probably deserves to own a mansion with ten faggots worshiping and serving as in-house slaves. He’s that type of Alpha, the legendary ones who inspire legions of faggots to instantly submit and countless women to beg for breeding. His is a blessed life, and we are fortunate to be getting a first glimpse of his glory rising over the land. His land.
Thank you, Marcus, for sharing your experiences of service to this once-in-a-generation King!
Titouan wanted to share this longer video of a recent spanking video I shared here. I believe it’s better because we feel the relationship between the Master and the fag.
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!
The story of beta-sub/faggot Pete and his relationships with his God Alpha father and his three Alpha sons continues to get crazier and more complex with every update. There are so many intricate co-minglings (literally) within the family’s emotional architecture that I occasionally stop and ponder over how it got this way.
My answer typically comes down to this: Master Doug, Pete’s God Alpha father, enforced a joyful celebration of masculine hierarchy all of their lives, and this is the end result of it. Pete’s family loves Manhood and the power that imbues in them. It’s just a great thing that Pete’s three sons have all turned out to be Alpha and can benefit from the teachings of Master Doug while also practicing on their faggot father!
Pete wrote a bit more about the family after my last post and my commentary possibly rattled him. I didn’t mean to sound critical or concerned about the situation. It’s simply not something I’ve seen a lot of in my time with this site (God Alpha Dino’s family notwithstanding).
Here’s Pete’s update:
A few thoughts and updates.
Danny, the youngest just turned 14. The other two have birthdays in August.
Danny is still a little horn dog, but he is learning control, leadership, responsibility. The summer has been full of baseball and football camps.
All three are team leaders.
One of Danny’s coaches told me what a fine man Danny is. A real leader (let again a great player.)
The older two were always going to do great. Danny was looking to be a wild boy and a difficult teen – but he’s learned to know his place, how to channel his energy, how to treat others. He does it as an alpha male. The same coach said that it was so great allowing Danny to grow into his dominance. Coach is a friend of my dad’s.
Sex around the house is not all that often really. The two oldest boys are driving, middle boy only has his permit and will get his license in a couple of weeks. They spend time with their friends and various girlfriends. Good guys.
Danny spends more time naked than anyone. His friends come over and strip down, too. Playing in the pool, gaming. Their folks, especially their fathers are fine with it. Boys, guys, men will be naked.
Danny jacks off more than anything else sexual.
I’m still Dad, and if anything the boys are more affectionate. It is an affection that a guy has with a friend lower on the pecking order. There hands are always on my shoulders, often with their hands on my head, often fingering my hair. I’m Dad that drives them around, doles out cash. But my oldest will tell me to wash his car, and I do. Often they will tell me strip down and stay naked, e.g. when I’m home from work, errands, shopping, gym. Dick and ass get pats. Hair gets ruffled. Very affectionate and very much comfortably exerting their dominance and the pecking order.
I don’t mind. I enjoy it. A lot.
Fag. Faggot. I guess I am, though I am not sure what it means in my circumstances. I’m definitely male and generally a guy. Easy going, but that does lead into submissiveness with other men, such as at the gym, etc.
My dad was telling me how he didn’t get the whole chastity thing, or guys being covered with jocks when being fucked. He said that a part of being a strong man is dominating and controlling and fucking other men – and he wants to see that it is a man that he is topping and bettering. He also said how he likes looking at the men he’s fucking having their dicks go soft and get smaller. He doesn’t allow his fuckboys to touch their dicks. He likes to see handsfree orgasms and ejaculations.
Also, my fuckbuddies, my friends, all comment how when fucking with other guys that they have no problem with e.d. or getting wiped out until they cum a few times. None have much sex with their wives. We all like the sweaty, physical, athletic man with man sex. We’ve also started making-out when we’re together. We didn’t use to, at all. Men kiss and make-out completely differently than we do with women. Rougher, more fun. (Never done it with my boys! Ugh. Gross.) My dad wants to make-out when he is building up to pounding.
I love the details about how Pete’s sons treat him! It’s affection, certainly, but tinged with unmistakable dominance. The boys are lion cubs learning to kill, and using their father as the prey.
I’m really curious about Master Doug’s strong dislike of chastity or jockstraps for his faggots. I guess some Alphas love to see the difference between a Man (him) and a failed male. Humiliation is one of an Alpha’s favorite weapons, and I’m sure Master Doug wields it well!
Also, the idea of making out with my Dad turns my stomach!
Pete’s final paragraph is a ringing endorsement of Man-on-Man sex. It’s an interesting point. Men love to be with other Men, and they’re often invigorated by the experience of bonding. Sex between Men is definitely rougher and more adrenaline-fueled. I know I’ve only ever felt more alive after being fucked.
In all, I think Pete cleared up some of my misconceptions and helped me appreciate that the boys are growing up more naturally than I initially believed. It’ll be interesting to see if all or any of them claim faggots of their own as they grow!
They probably won’t find one as good as their Dad!
