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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It appears that @masterdiaz69 is no longer on X. I just now found him on your site and was hoping to reach out to him to see if I could be of service to him. I’m a senior faggot and it looks like that’s what he likes to use and I also happen to be in Orlando where I see his videos are filmed. Do you have any idea how a faggot could reach out to him to offer up their services???  Thank you in advance. Hope to hear from you.

Thanks for writing!

I honestly don’t know what happened to him, brother. He was a pretty extraordinary young straight Alpha, and it’s a shame to see him gone. I’m assuming he got cancelled along with a lot of similar accounts (including mine) during X’s recent round of indiscriminate axing.

I immediately returned to the platform under @Hierarchy4Ever.

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I love when Alphas attempt to get their foot near their faggot’s face while they’re fucking. It’s not an easy position, but in my opinion faggots should be reminded that they need to worship at all times and show gratitude.

Why do women and faggots exist?

In the most basic terms, we exist to serve the desires and needs of Men.

Men are the unquestioned conquerors of this planet, Earthly Kings who own all they survey.

They don’t expect much from inferiors like females and faggots except devotion, worship, and service. In return, they give us purpose and a place somewhere in their blessed lives.

In the video above, this young, straight Alpha soldier makes use of both a female and a faggot as he enjoys a nice, long worship session. He occasionally gives commands, but mostly he just allows them to commit themselves to his pleasure.

Sadly, the Alpha doesn’t allow the fag to suck his dick (she’s not a great cocksucker, of course), but ultimately he feeds both the female and the fag his load.

This is yet another example of how this new generation of Alpha understands the purpose of both types of subs and how they all can play a part in the glorification of Alphas!

Hi, I love your blog and reading about all of the masters and fags in the world.
I am a 35 year old gay man who is happily married to a 35 year old gay man. We are monogamous and have been married for 10 years, together for 15.
I want your advice. I am naturally submissive in the bedroom and want to serve my husband more sexually. He is very reluctant and is very focussed on mutual sexual satisfaction whereas I want him to not care about me and just focus on him getting off.
he is a bit of a prude and won’t really talk about sex stuff so I am hoping that you have some advice on how I can start to subtly support him to become more of a master than a husband.
any advice you can give would be greatly appreciated. Thanks in advance.
Daniel

Daniel, my brother … thank you for the question!

I’ve had some success helping faggots with this very issue, but there are usually only three solutions:

1. You follow my advice and it eventually works to bring out an inner dominance in the partner, or

2. The fag partner is allowed to find a Master outside the relationship to serve, or

3. The fag partner just accepts that his partner is not dominant and this is the life it must lead.

From what you described about your partner, I don’t have much confidence that my advice will work. He sounds quite beta to me, but even worse is the fact that he’s fallen for the false, politically-correct doctrine of equality. He seems like he’s comfortable having a polite little gay relationship with you.

Regardless, my advice for this is the same. Start calling him “Sir”. Start serving him like a faggot, taking care of the house, the meals, serving him the meals, bringing him drinks and snacks, and generally being very submissive. Rub his feet. Kiss his feet. Sit at his feet. Compliment him often. During sex, it must be altered to cater only to his pleasure. Beg him not to suck your penis. Become a ravenous, submissive slut for him.

You need a quantum shift in the current dynamics, and this is what I’m suggesting. You need to crack open that safe cocoon he’s wrapped himself in, and find out if there’s anything else inside.

If there isn’t, then I’m afraid you’re essentially left with the other two options.

The sad truth is that most Men are not Alphas, and getting bogged down in a relationship with a beta male is suffocating for faggots.

I really hope there’s a better outcome here, brother!

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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!

When I created the “faggot hierarchy” model (CLICK HERE), I named the top class of fag “mentor faggot” with several fags in mind because this site has attracted a truly inspirational group of young mentor faggots. These are fags who teach their brothers, move their brothers to action, and correct them when they’re wrong.

Chief among these mentor faggots is little Fabien, my sweet baby brother from France. Fabien helped straight Master Anthony discover the world of faggot worship and ownership. And, as Master Anthony’s Alpha Pack began to take faggots of their own, Fabien was able to shepherd these new fags and teach them how to properly serve. What he has done with all of the straight Alphas and eager faggots surrounding Master Anthony has been nothing short of extraordinary.

Fabien shared a recent mentorship experience with me. I thought it was beautiful, so I’m sharing it with you:

My dear big brother,

I know you rather like my tories involving my mentoring of the Alpha Pack’s other faggots, so maybe you’ll find this one interesting even if it covers something we have already explored before: how to deal with the Alpha Men’s moodiness. 

You see, my baby brother Clément, the young slave of my Master’s best bro, Henri, has reached me lately by mail to ask for my advice. The sweet boy noticed that his Owner had been in a sour mood lately and was often more aggressive and impatient with him.

Little Clément is worried that Henri is going through a rough patch and asked me what he could do to help him. Of course, I replied to his email right away. Below is a translation of my reply.

“Dearest Clem,

Thank you very much for reaching me! I’m touched you ask my advice to help your Master. You know I care a lot about you and I care a lot about Henri, my Master’s best friend. I’ll try to give you some guidance based on my experience and the advice and lessons I’ve learned myself.

Dealing with our Masters’ emotional turmoil and inner wounds is always complicated. Alphas are in control of their emotions, they force themselves to stay strong no matter what and they avoid showing vulnerability at all costs, except in very rare circumstances and when they feel completely at ease. But they carry burdens we cannot imagine: as superior beings, they bear the weight of many expectations. Girls, families, teachers or colleagues, and their alpha peers and competitors… Their worries can stem from many things.

At times like these, a slave boy’s loyalty is invaluable. The greatest support you can give him is, of course, your unwavering devotion. Keep obeing and serving and worshipping him no matter what and it will help him greatly. I know it can sometimes be hard to deal with his harshness and feel like your service no longer pleases him. But don’t forget: as long as he keeps you by his side, gives you orders, and expects your servility, it means he’s still counting on you. Don’t let him down. Endure it, for his sake. Don’t forget: he comes first. It’s all about him, not you.

Now, if you want to encourage him to talk to you about his worries (which can do him a world of good!), you need to approach the situation with great tact. Above all, he must not feel belittled in front of you.

The best thing to do is to wait for a quiet moment, when he’s relaxing on the couch, for example. Crawl over to him and kiss his feet. Speak to him while keeping your face close to his feet. Remind him how superior he is, how much you crave to serve him, and tell him that if he wants to share his problems with you, he can do so knowing that you will listen to him with respect and adoration. Then, just keep worshipping him and do not push him, let him decide what he wants to do.

If you do things this way, I’m sure he’ll start opening up to you sooner or later. When he does, don’t forget to reassure him and praise him! You can give him your thoughts if he asks for them, but more importantly, remind him that no matter what, he’s a Superior Man and entitled to the best of life! Remind him that you’re here for him, always.

Love you, Clem! Be sure to keep me posted!

Your brother,

Fabien”

Clément thanked me profusely and committed to follow my lead. I feel so good knowing that I am helping my faggot brothers and, more importantly, improving the lives of some Alphas by doing so!

Isn’t that lovely? It’s the perfect advice, tender yet full of useful tips! But that’s Fabien’s nature at work. His joy and wisdom are infectious, and his daily hard work is the finest example to all of his fag brothers!

Well a bit later Fabien followed up with me to report how Clément was doing in following his advice:

My very dear sam,

Just a quick note to let you know that Clément sent me a very sweet message to inform me that things got better with his Master Henri. He had the opportunity to follow my advice to the letter and did it! Clément quietly worshipped Henri’s feet while the young Man was moody alone on his bed. Then he praised him like the Superior Alpha he is and reminded him that he was there for him, no matter what, even if only to listen to his troubles. Henri told him to come closer, stroked his hair and told him he was a good boy and that he liked him, even if he didn’t say so very often. 

I can tell you that Clément is overwhelmed with emotion and sheer bliss! I am so happy for my baby brother that he can experience the indescribable blessing of being approved by his beloved Master!

My dear sam, do you think my last mails about all this could be used for a publication on your wonderful website? I’m sure it could help and comfort a lot of faggots and benefit to their Masters!

Lots of love!

fab the fag

Isn’t that great? I’m so proud of Clément for not giving up or falling into a depression himself over Henri’s moodiness! As faggots, our own emotional states are tied closely to that of our Owners! However, we must be the ones to anticipate their needs and serve through those dark moments all Alphas have!

When I was their age, I often misread my Master’s moods or took them personally. I often had to redirect my own thinking in order to maintain my focus on my Master’s needs. After all, there was no Hierarchy University out there to guide me!

I think Clément’s experience shows how little it takes from an Alpha to make us feel overwhelmed with joy. Henri barely had to do anything except stroke Clément’s hair and tell him “good boy” in order to send Clément into spasms of happiness!

Faggots are truly human versions of Labrador retrievers! All we want is to be at our Master’s feet and make him happy all day long!

Fabien did such a glorious job gently training Clément, and the rewards are boundless. Notice how Fabien selflessly rejoices with Clément! We are truly a brotherhood when we support each other this way!

I’m practically exploding with pride over Fabien! He’s a light in my heart, absolute living proof of hierarchical truth, and a dear, dear brother. Fabien glorifies Master Anthony with every thought, word, and deed!

I can only imagine Master Anthony’s pride! He owns one of the greatest mentor faggots on Earth, which is fitting given that he is one of the greatest God Alphas on Earth!

Thank you, Fabien! I love you!

sam the faggot

Hi there Sam !

I just finished your insights on foot worship. Highly agree on everything you say of course. I was wondering about your opinion on MasterV. I’ve sent to him a few times. I have to admit his homophobia is quite a turn on to me. I’ve even bought one of his fag lessons. But it seemed to me that you don’t really engage in this kind of humiliation. Can you tell us more on this please ? Thanks !

Thank you for writing!

Yes, thank you for the feedback! I love talking about Alpha feet, just like every other faggot in the world! They’re amazing!

I had a truly remarkable DM conversation with Master V (@damnbros51), and he really shared a lot more with me than I initially expected. I figured he was just some guy posting pretty hot content on a nondescript findom account, but he turned out to be much deeper and more thoughtful than I expected. I honestly don’t recommend findom accounts often, but I think faggots should engage with him more and serve him like you’ve done!

As for “this kind of humiliation”, I’m not exactly sure what you mean. I certainly enjoy some measure of humiliation, particularly when it involves things that are true (like being a faggot). I don’t like humiliation for the sake of humiliation, or a pretense of humiliation simply to get money from a fag. I’m just not a stupid or insecure faggot who falls for nonsense.

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Yesterday I found myself in an unexpectedly-wonderful DM conversation with an intelligent young King named “Master V” (@damnbros51), a college Alpha who owns his faggot cousin. During this conversation the subject of faggot foot worship came up, and Master V told me he wanted my to write an essay about my own deep love and need to worship the feet of our greatest Men.

This is like a dog owner asking a Labrador retriever if it wants to jump in a lake.

I should’ve known I was a faggot from the age of 10 when I had a crush on an adorable playground leader named George Collins. I remember being fascinated by George’s big feet in his Buster Brown’s. I had vague yearnings to want to touch them, but playtime with him was distracting enough to prevent any such experimentation.

Then in freshman year of high school there was this sexy pre-Alpha named Bob that I crushed on for a couple of years. To be honest, I was more fascinated by Bob’s divine ass and bulge perfectly defined by the gray corduroy jeans than Bob’s feet, but I had this odd desire to kiss his feet in the hallway while he was joking with other football players.

Then came Roger.

I met Roger when I got a job at a shitty Italian restaurant. Roger was my age, but from another high school. It took about 2.3 seconds after I met Roger to completely fall in love with him; he was the most stunning Alpha I’d ever met. A golden tan blessed his slender, muscular frame and delectable six-pack abs. Roger had a face that was a combination of Richard Gere and Morten Harket of the band a-ha. Then Roger spoke to me, and his confidence and brash sexuality completely submitted me.

Roger saw my submissiveness instantly. We became close friends immediately, and Roger definitely defined our days together. I spent a lot of time hanging out alone with Roger at his single mother’s house, where our opposing roles came into sharp relief.

His eventual claiming of me started with his feet. Roger didn’t have huge feet, but they were beautiful to me anyway. They were the feet of an athlete, “muscular” in a way that average feet are not (if you understand what I mean). I naturally took a place at his feet when we were together, and it clearly made a subconscious impression on him. He would put his feet on my face and rub them into my nose, which I loved. He would clip his toenails, and when he wasn’t looking I would steal some of the clippings and eat them. Occasionally Roger would spray a deodorant on his feet, claiming he didn’t want his feet to stink. To that, I replied that his feet never stunk and I would grab his shoes and take a deep huff. Whenever I did that, he would give me a disgusted look and mutter, “nasty faggot!”

That was the first time an Alpha specifically called me a “faggot”, and the cold electric shock of that word was intoxicating.

After Roger became my first Owner when he forced me to become his cocksucker, I would sometimes follow my instinct and kiss his feet to induce him to feed me his cock. It was then that I discovered the link between foot worship and Alpha dominance/aggression. I took lessons in pedicure techniques and foot massage to learn how to improve, because I knew foot worship was a link that I would continue to exploit throughout my fag career.

Two of my greatest straight Masters helped me to perfect my foot worshiping technique. First was Master Aaron. He was probably the most perfect physical specimen I’d ever seen; absolutely jacked, tanned body, with the world’s greatest ass (my apologies to Chris Evans) and thighs/calves as thick and sturdy as tree trunks. Master Aaron, also had a huge heart, and I think he decided to own me in part because he saw me as a lost, wild faggot who needed an Alpha’s guidance.

I spoiled Master Aaron constantly. One of his favorite things was ordering me to draw him a nice hot bath where he would soak in scented oil water while I served him drinks. After his bath, I would specifically soak his feet and then give him a full pedicure while he relaxed on the couch. After the pedicures, I would deeply massage his muscular feet with oil and moisturizers, tenderly kissing them and praising his perfection.

As you might imagine, those sessions always ended up with me swallowing his loads.

A few years later I was owned my Master Chris. He was another physically-perfect Alpha with HUGE hands and HUGE feet to match his HUGE dick. Master Chris looked a lot like a young Jake Gyllenhaal (this was often remarked upon by his female admirers … and me), with the same square jaw and big, expressive eyes.

I fell hard for Master Chris. I consider the times I spent worshiping his feet to be among the most memorable of my life. Master Chris loved my adoration of his hands and feet, and I spent long sessions just kissing them and smelling them. When he said “good faggot” to me during these times, I felt more complete than at any time up to that point.

How can I even begin to describe the wonders of Master Chris’s feet? They were size 13, and wide. They had long toes, but not long in a creepy way like some. Master Chris could easily pick things up with them, and he gave more more than a few bruises by pinching me with them. I imprinted on his feet completely, from the sweet smell to every powerfully-constructed curve. One time Master Chris told me to try and trim his nails with my teeth, but they were too tough to bite through (I didn’t want to ruin them, either). I can still feel the weight of them between my hands! Even after so many years, I know every detail on his incredible feet!

So what is it about Alpha feet that motivates faggots to worship them so intensely?

The primary motivator for faggots is the humiliation factor. Fags live off of humiliation. It induces subspace in us, and that subspace feels like a warm, cozy blanket. Women probably know the feeling, although they’re generally not in-touch with the concept of subspace. But we faggots definitely do!

So it’s only natural that faggots are drawn to foot worship. For whatever reason, feet are considered disgusting. That’s primarily why kissing feet is considered an ultimate act of submission. Foot kissing is a universally-recognized act of honor, respect, and submission in the presence of royalty, for example. Teen Alphas often make faggots and other inferior males kiss their feet without knowing anything about hierarchy (see: Master Lucas).

For me, it goes beyond the feeling of subspace, though. When offering obeisance to an Alpha through foot worship, I feel almost forgiven. In fact, I approach this extraordinary privilege of touching an Alpha’s feet and worshiping them the way a penitent person approaches a superior for forgiveness.

It is such an honor to be allowed to touch an Alpha’s feett, let alone kiss and massage them! After all, those feet are powerful enough to carry the weight of an extraordinary Man. Beneath those feet are the remains of the lands he’s conquered and the enemies he’s vanquished. They are the foundation of his rulership! Faggots should be grateful to kiss the dirt upon which those feet have trod, let alone worship them directly!

As a faggot who has spent most of my fag career worshiping Alpha feet, I can say that few acts more fully define the Alpha/fag dynamic. It’s largely a non-sexual act in and of itself, yet it stirs great passion in most Alphas. It gives Alphas power, and reaffirms their rightful place above all other males.

So what I’m saying, in essence, is that worshiping an Alpha’s feet is a holy sacrament, a godly duty. I take it very seriously, and in order to get the most out of our commission as faggots, I recommend that all faggots approach that privilege the same way!

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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There’s a YouTube channel (now on every platform) blowing up called NBConstruction. The channel follows a small construction company in Louisiana and features four young, muscular dudes with heavy Louisiana accents, no shirts, and most importantly, no shoes.

They’re obviously building houses, so I’m guessing the company is real … but it’s staggering how much of it seems like borderline cash master teasing and fag-baiting.

My favorite is Gunnar and his younger brother. Gunnar is the most muscular, with long, wild brown hair and a scraggly moustache and/or chin whiskers. He’s the one with the shakes, and he’s also the one doing the most dangerous stunts.

Here’s Gunnar doing something stupid with electricity:

And here’s Gunnar’s brother burying himself alive beneath a pile of lumber:

Like I said, it’s hard to tell what’s real. They’re actually building stuff, but the level of homoerotic homebuilding going on feels like they’re wise enough to understand where their true appeal lies.

And I’m here for it!

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!

One of the most popular threads on this site (by numbers and commentary) is the story of brave Fabien offering himself to his Alpha friend Anthony and Anthony discovering the wonders of faggot ownership and worship. It’s been one of the most rewarding threads I’ve ever been a part of, and my love for both of them has grown deep and strong. I’m so glad that so many other faggots and Alphas have responded to it as appreciatively as I have!

Master Anthony is blissfully unaware of the excitement and hope he engenders in faggots everywhere. He has more important things to distract him from his growing legion of faceless faggots worshiping him silently around the world. So I made him aware of one of the comments a faggot recently asked me about Master Anthony.

The fag wrote:

Could you ask Master Anthony to keep us updated more on what he does on a regular bases to his new slave Daniel, never been this amazed by an article on your page. For example how did he react when he was given the necklace? Did he meet him again to kiss his feet or did he even fucked him yet?
Thanks

I think this surprised Master Anthony, but he replied in typically-detailed fashion!

Nice to know I’ve got fag fans! Beside of you obviously 😉

There haven’t been any big updates with Daniel since my last email. I still see him in class every Monday, and I love playing with him and teasing him. Once, after class, I stayed alone with him and told him to lick the bottom of my boots. He was really nervous but did it, of course! Last Monday, I fucked his throat in his office and left him with my cum in his hair. 

And every now and then, when I know he doesn’t have class, I have him come over to my place. Just a quick text and he comes running like a good dog! One day, he was massaging my feet while I was relaxing in front of the TV and Fabien was doing the dishes and cleaning. As he sniffed my white socks, Daniel whispered, “I’ve been dreaming about doing this for weeks in class…” I smirked! Later, I had him remove my socks with his teeth and lick my foot soles.

When he received the collar, I think he was both nervous and moved. I saw him tenderly kissing the inscription of my name! However, I haven’t fucked him in the ass yet; I’m waiting to see how things go. I’m sure that if I wait a little while and let him bond with Fabien a bit, he’ll beg me to do it himself!

That’s pretty much all for now, fag.

You can tell how methodically Master Anthony is training Daniel to submit to his power. It’s a slow burn, but those burn the deepest!

I pressed Master Anthony to divulge a bit more about Daniel, in particular if he knew if Daniel was a virgin. Here’s what Master Anthony said in reply:

Daniel’s ass has never been fucked, I know that. In the past, he’s dipped his little penis in a pussy. Much like Fabien, he deluded himself for a long time into thinking he was a man, before colliding with his true destiny, at my feet! That’s why he’s still nervous and shy as a slave, and probably not ready yet to imagine my big cock into his poor little ass. But I’m confident that his true nature will come out, and I’m sure that my Fabien’s example and lessons will do the rest!

Hi to my fag fans! Be good boys to your superiors! 😉 Remember, your lives matter… as long as you make OURS better!

Fabien has told me stories about Master Anthony’s big, powerful cock in the past, so I’m sure a virgin like Daniel is terrified by the prospect of having it rammed into his virgin pussy. However, every faggot must reckon with its destiny as a natural cum dump for Alphas. There’s no escape from this. Daniel will be forced to accept his complete purpose at some point, because Master Anthony deeply understands the power of his cock and cum and how they transform faggots into obedient slaves. Breeding faggots gives Alphas profound power over their properties.

Daniel was born for this, and Master Anthony knows it. That’s why Master Anthony took it upon himself to FREE DANIEL from the PRISON of his FAKE LIFE.

When Master Anthony finally forces his dick inside Daniel and pumps him full of cum, the final part of Daniel’s wall of lies will fall. What lies beyond that wall is something much more fulfilling!

All made possible by a young and growing God Alpha named Master Anthony, his power and his powerful cock!

Thank you, Master Anthony!

Yours,

sam the faggot

A pure image of a faggot worshiping the feet of its Owner! This happens every minute of every day all around the world.

Straight and gay Alphas love to see faggots submitting themselves this way!

It’s the NATURAL ORDER!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the development of a 22-year-old faggot in Mexico named Angel as he submits to and serves a prolifically-virile straight Alpha named Garcia! CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

There comes a moment in the lifecycle of a faggot when the fag must go outside its comfort zone and make an offer of service to an Alpha. This is not always easy, especially when dealing with straight Alphas who are unfamiliar with the logical truth of hierarchy. Although most straight Alphas won’t become violent if approached correctly, that thought is always running through the fag’s mind. It’s that fear that keeps faggots from actually taking that step, and they end up frustrated and unfulfilled.

That’s why I was so proud to hear from a faggot named Angel from Mexico recently. He asked for help in approaching a straight Alpha named Garcia who had already commandeered Angel’s house for sexual encounters with random females. You can read those other asks with the link above.

But now there has been a major breakthrough! Previously, Master Garcia refused to be touched or have his feet kissed because it was “too gay” (a typical complaint from straight Alphas). But listen to what just happened:

Hi Sam!! This is Angel from Mexico again. Guess what?? Garcia brought two girls to my house on Sunday and the fucked aaaaaall day. When they left, I thought he would leave too, but he decided to stay!! And told me to serve his dinner. Of course I did, and served the best meal of his life <3 and even baked a nice cake for him after his dinner. Then he said “oh wow, this food is so good, and I came so much today, I’m really tired” Then I did a wild move and asked him if he wanted a foot massage while I served some whisky for him. And he said yes!! Omg it was so amazing. This time I didn’t try to kiss his feet, I just gave him a long and relaxing massage with my fag hands.

I know it sounds stupid that I am so happy for giving him a massage, but it was soooo good!! I would never imagine that he would allow me to touch him, he is super super heteronormative. But he had a big smile on his face… I don’t think he will ever let me suck his cock but I’m so glad serving him this way. I will give him the letter to an alpha as you said, I am just thinking about the best way to do it without scaring him, you know?

Anyway, I just wanted to share this with you because I feel like your little brother and I love you <3

What a good boy!! I’m so proud of you, Angel!

Given the fact that Master Garcia had rebuffed Angel’s attempts to touch/kiss his feet, it would be understandable if Angel pulled back out of respect and fear. But Angel didn’t allow that fear to dictate his actions or his opportunities! Master Garcia’s demand for a meal gave Angel the resolve to try again!

And it WORKED!

I cannot stress enough how important it is to not only be brave, but also persistently submissive. Angel took my advice and continued to provide service to Master Garcia despite the fact that it seemed Master Garcia would never allow him to serve. This is critical, because many faggots would’ve stopped serving once they realized they wouldn’t get what they wanted. But that’s what sets true faggots apart from the rest!

So the effect of Angel’s continuous and faithful service resulted in Master Garcia finally lowering his guard and allowing his (currently unclaimed) faggot to serve him more intimately!

From Angel’s experience, we learn how a faggot’s faithful and extremely submissive service essentially allows the faggot to fly under the radar of an Alpha’s defenses. Before they know it, Alphas discover how much they love being worshiped by fags. It’s a magical discovery for them. They start to feel a power they never expected from fag ownership, and they want more of it.

This is the underlying mechanism of hierarchical dynamics.

I’m so grateful to Angel for sharing his experience with us and illustrating in “real time” how to ease into the good graces of a powerful straight Alpha!

Angel asked my opinion on how to present the “Letter To An Alpha” to Master Garcia. I’m not sure if an opportunity will naturally develop, but he could kneel and ask Master Garcia for his opinion on it. That could lead to an interesting conversation!

But I have all of the faith in my little brother Angel! I love you, kiddo!

Always,

sam the faggot

Look at the tender way King @PolesomeGay gives his fggot @dcthroat some affection while it sucks his beautiful dick!

Any servant of Alphas should yearn to be used this way!

And Alphas who use fggots should use them like this at least some of the time!

Worship in seen in subtle gestures of devotion and respect.

The deeply profound act of bowing one’s head and tenderly kissing an Alpha’s toe demonstrates as much real submission as a night’s worth of head.

It’s about a faggot demonstrating awe in the presence of perfection!

It always bothers me when Alphas put their foot on the faggot’s face while fucking them and the faggot doesn’t kiss them!

This good boy is showing proper respect!

The following post is part of a larger thread chronicling a single mother named Sophie who is raising a blossoming 16-year-old God Alpha named Master Lucas. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

This site publishes a lot of very hot content everyday, but I never viewed its purpose as simply a porn site. I wanted a site that searches for the truths in hierarchy, the real-life applications of hierarchical principles, and the true stories of people seeking and finding fulfillment. Sometimes those stories are triumphant, while other times just hot, and still other times excruciatingly sad. I’ve never flinched from telling the truth, nor have I censored that truth even when under tremendous pressure to do so.

Censorship prevents us from finding the truth about our world, as well as the truth within ourselves.

So when Queen Sophie wrote to me about her dominant 15-year-old Alpha son Lucas, I didn’t turn away from the deeper truths the story revealed. Instead, I worked with Sophie (and later on, Master Lucas) as we explored the origins of his need to dominate females and inferior males.

In the long run, Sophie rejoiced in the revelation that her growing son was truly born to be a King, and she felt blessed beyond words that she was privileged to bear him. She knew there was something uncommonly special about Master Lucas, but it wasn’t until she came here that she found the complete answer.

Again, the knowledge of truth breeds purpose and fulfillment!

To that end, I received a nice long letter from Queen Sophie the other night. In it, she expressed a desire to tell me the story of her life that was groomed and shaped by the multiple powerful Alphas around her. I think you will see why such a story is important in our overall understanding of hierarchy.

My good sam the faggot,

I’ve been pondering lately about telling you a little bit about my own story. I hesitated to do so, because I figured you were mainly interested in Lucas’s progress and might not really care about a woman’s feelings and points of view. But I would like to confide in someone who understands hierarchy and alpha males. I don’t really have any questions to ask or advice to seek, but it would do me good to talk about it.

First of all, I must say that my respect for men – real men, the rare ones who combine the qualities of leader, protector, and provider – comes first and foremost from my father and my older brother, the first two men in my life. I saw my mother take care of them with great devotion and love. And they deserved it. They were great gentlemen, with quiet authority, strong, smart, brave and powerful but also kind and generous, true knights. They always were very protective and very supportive of me, they encouraged me to excel in my studies and in everything I did. Their joint deaths in an accident ten years ago is the great tragedy of my life.

I must admit, most of the males I have known in my life have always paled in comparison to these two manly role models whom I adored and whose memory I cherish. You’ll probably be exasperated to read this, my good sam, but I’ve always felt comfortable confronting or even dominating most of the boys around me, still to this day at work where I have male subordinates. And I have no trouble considering myself a powerful and confident woman. But when I meet a man in whom I recognise the qualities of a true alpha male, both physical and moral, I know to show him respect.

Lucas’s father was one of those men. I met him when I was still a young student. He exuded confidence, authority, charisma and strength; all the girls were crazy about him. I was lucky enough that he took an interest in me out of all of the others and actively pursued me. For good form, I resisted his advances… for a very short time. He was both romantic and macho. I gave myself to him completely. I was obedient and deferential, especially in bed. And he rewarded me a hundredfold! All those orgasms… You can be sure that I took great care to thank him properly! I loved nothing more than his growls of pleasure when I would treat him.

But because contraception is not foolproof, I became pregnant with his child. And that’s where we diverged. He wanted us to stick to what we had decided, to not have children just yet. But I couldn’t bring myself to renounce this child. Long story short, he gave me an ultimatum and I decided to keep the baby, accepting that it meant the end of our relationship and that I would have to take on this choice on my own, without him. He moved away shortly before Lucas was born and we never saw each other again.

As you can imagine, I thought long and hard about the choice I made. I disobeyed an alpha male, a man I knew was my superior, whom I loved and adored. Out of feminine selfishness, perhaps, because my love for the child I was carrying already surpassed everything else. And I know what that choice cost me in terms of my love life. For a long time, I simply didn’t have the time or the headspace to look for a partner. And as time goes by, a single mother in her thirties has less and less chance of starting a new relationship. My punishment for defying hierarchy?

But I have never, ever regretted my choice. Lucas has been the sunshine in my life since he was born, and my family helped me a lot in the early years. Thanks to them, motherhood did not prevent me from successfully completing my education and starting my career. And you can imagine, my good sam, how quickly I was overwhelmed with pride and joy to detect in Lucas qualities similar to those of his father, his uncle and his grandfather. That’s when I mentioned it to a friend of mine, who directed me to your website. I would always love my son infinitely, no matter what, even if he were destined to serve better men, as you are, Sam, but knowing that he is on the path to the pinnacle of the hierarchy fills me with great happiness.

There you have it, that’s all I can tell you about myself, my good sam. I don’t know if it will interest you at all, but putting this part of my life into words made me feel better. I hope it won’t lower your opinion of me. I will check with Lucas if he has any interesting news he’d want to share with his loyal servant from the internet.

Warm regards,

Your Queen Sophie

Daughter, sister and mother of real men

I can’t really describe how my heart soared while reading this letter. It reads like an old Western in some ways, during a time when women were submissive and innately understood to obey the dominant Men in their lives. It was certainly a different time back then. Of course, Sophie is a modern woman with a good job and lots of responsibilities. So what makes her outlook so different from the women around her?

The important influence of true Alphas throughout her life! But not just that … it was also Sophie’s deep, natural respect for hierarchy that was honed through years of witnessing it in her life!

Those forces shaped Sophie into the perfect vessel to bring Master Lucas into the world!

It’s truly a tragedy that Sophie’s Alpha ex (notice how respectfully Sophie still addresses him!) will never see what his Alpha genes created when combined with the Alpha genetics Sophie carries! And how horrifying that he wanted Master Lucas destroyed before his birth! How infinitely senseless that would’ve been! It’s like the ultimate disrespect for Alpha heritage!

Yet Sophie thought only of her hierarchical duties (even though she wasn’t conscious of them!) to carry Master Lucas to term, and then raise him with hierarchical values taught to her by her Alpha father and brother! Driven purely by instinct, she unwittingly shaped a truly powerful young King who increases in power every day!

I chuckled adoringly to myself when I read Sophie’s humble question: “My punishment for defying hierarchy?” No, Queen Sophie … there is no punishment for what you’ve done. Instead, there are only blessings and praise for your choices. A new generation will be led by your radiant Alpha son. He will be a light to all … but especially for the dutiful, faithful mother who saved him and raised him to be a King!

Thank you, Queen Sophie!

Love,

sam the faggot

Thank you for your quick and very prompt response Brother Sam, It truly means the world to me to have you offering me advice  and guiding me, your website has really helped shape my life and identity and help me (and so many others) find purpose, I cannot thank you enough. I just wanted to write quickly to update you that I will do exactly as you said, I will have dinner ready by 5pm, over by 7 at the latest, a conversation during the movie about alphahood and serving him and I will offer to massage his feet -that was such a great idea, thank you for offering that , what a brilliant idea. I was also wondering do you think I should print out your letter to an Alpha and leave it on the couch before the movie or give it to him after or before dinner to open the conversation? would love to get your advice, also I know its my duty as a fag to serve straight Alpha men but part of me feels guilty submitting to my moms boyfriend, I want to submit to him wholly, fully and make his life better no matter what it’s my purpose as a fag but the guilt is inside me, I dont want to hurt my mom or betray her, do you have any advice on how best to deal with this guilt or reframing my view point? would dearly love any and all advice you can offer brother, I know I am destined to serve him but how do I keep the guilt away, what would you do, thank you brother, light and love -Ethan xo

This is a follow-up to THIS QUESTION.

Ethan, thank you for following up!

I’m excited for you, and I’m so proud of your courage and attention to detail! Be determined to serve him, but allow the evening to dictate how you approach it. Don’t force it. Just relax, let the rhythms guide you, and just be eager to please him.

If you want to print out the “Letter To An Alpha”, that might be a good idea, but I wouldn’t lead with that, Like I said in my previous response, I firmly believe he wants to use you. So I would try the seduction techniques I outlined, and then use the letter as a way to force a conversation or to clarify a point if he (somehow) doesn’t understand. However, I KNOW HE DOES.

As far as your Mom, I understand. However, Alphas has needs, and we faggots are born to serve those specialized needs. Your Mom isn’t going to let him fuck her ass, for instance. I’m also sure you can suck dick better than her. And most importantly, you’re submissive to him in ways she will never be. You’re providing services to him to keep him with her. The likelihood of your Mom ever finding out about this is less than zero, I’m sure. Just bear in mind that this is exactly why you exist. It’s your purpose.

My thoughts are with you little brother! Be brave, and submit!

Love,

sam the faggot

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Hi Brother Sam, I Hope this message finds you well. My name is Ethan, I am an eighteen year old faggot (and proud!) living in New York, for a long time I have known I was a fag and wanted to serve Alpha men and submit to their power and hierarchy, your pages first Fags Worship Alphas and now Hierarchy have really helped me accepted my place in the world and made me feel accepted and seen, everything you talk about is exactly how I Feel, you have helped me become the fag i am today-Thank you brother Sam for helping me embrace myself and my need to serve Straight Alpha Males.

I am writing today to seek your advice about something that has been on my mind the last few months , I tried to ignore it and supress my desires and feelings out of respect to my mom but my fag urges to submit to a superior Alpha male are to strong and the last few weeks have been very interesting, I am in need of your advice as you always know best,let me go back to the beginning . My Mother has been dating this sexy muscular Alpha male named Aidan since Easter last year, this past fall Aidan moved in to our home (mine and my mother’s) and he is the most beautiful man I Have ever seen, tall, brown eyes, big arms and chest , chest hair poking out of his open shirts and oozing with alphaness, i was weak at the knees at have dreamt of serving him for months now, he’s a great guy and very charming, he’s Alpha and he knows it, he works in the bank and is a manager and is in charge of directing people and over seeing a team of people, he’s always leading and talking trash about the guys he works with and how they fuck up and he has to fix everything , he’s dominant and decisive often deciding where and when we will have dinner and telling my mom what to do and when to serve dinner and cook, (it turns me on), a few nights ago they had guests over for a dinner party and his friend tried to sit at the top of the table and Aidan didn’t allow it, insisting this was his chair, his place, his home and his right, I was turned on

I have been fantasizing about being his cum slut and serving him for months (and feeling guilty about the fact hes my moms bf but I cant help it) , recently there has been some interesting developments, I came home from school one day, house to myself (or so I thought) as usually my mom and Aidan work late and don’t come home till after 5pm, I was getting ready to head out and see some friends before dinner but wanted to take a quick shower, I walked in to the bathroom which was unlocked and was shocked to find Aidan standing there naked in all his glory about to get in the shower having just pulled his briefs down the second I walked in, my mouth hung open and my heart was beating out of my chest, Oh Sam he looked incredibly sexy and he had a beautiful cock that even non erect was huge and framed by a big thick masculine alpha bush, my voice caught and I coughed caught off guard and apologizes and said sorry that I’d be out of his way, he said it was fine but seeing as I was there to make myself useful and bring his clothes to the laundry room and put them in the hamper, he didn’t even give a moment to respond to say yes or no he flung his sweaty gym clothes and briefs at me, patted me on the back and said good boy, he walked in to the shower straight away and started showering while I was still stood there in shock, I walked out of the room more than a little turned on and put the clothes in the laundry basket (though i did keep his white calvin briefs and sniffed them inhaling his scent and musk and jerked off to him, I still have them hidden in my room)

a few days go by and my mom gets snowed under at work and can’t keep up with the laundry so it piles up (shes an ICU nurse and was very busy around the holidays/new years), Aidan comes downstairs one saturday morning annoyed that his laundry still hadn’t been done and he was out of fresh gym shorts to wear to the gym, my mom and him got in an argument and she said she shouldnt be expected to do everyones laundry and cant do everything alone, he said it was a womans role , she left for work, I was sat in the kitchen in awkward silence, I Decided to offer my services, I approached him like the good fag I am and offer to do his laundry for him right then and there (as a way of serving him even if he didnt know it) he said that would be great and told me to get to work straight away, no thank you or yes please, just pure dominance it turned me on how he spoke to me, almost like he expected me to do it and then he said he was still annoyed as he wanted to go to the gym right now but had no shorts ready, I happened to be wearing a hoodie ,t shirt and nike black shorts perfect for the gym-he happened to notice my outfit when I was walking out of the room and commented on them and said they looked good and how he wished he had a pair to wear right now then before I could even offer (which I would have) he told me he wanted to borrow my nike gym shorts to wear to the gym as I was just lounging around doing laundry I wouldn’t need them and to change, I was stunned Sam, he was so brazen and confident, not a hint of sarcasm or joking or again asking me please or thank you, almost like a demand,   i dropped my shorts then and there and handed them to him, he slid his jeans off and left them on the floor and told me to wash them as well and then he headed off to the gym, I was stunned and in awe of his dominance, I got to work straight away and did his laundry and folded all his clothes after ironing them and put them away in his cabinets, he returned later and didn’t thank me but did say I had done a nice job and that he could get used to this

fast forward to last week, he comes home from work exhausted and tired after a stressful day of clients and meetings, he storms in the room and immediately starts shucking his coat off his shoulders and body, loosening his tie and unbuttoning the top button on his shirt and he takes his shoes, he sees me, smirks at me and throws his coat and tie at me and tells me to hang them up for him, I do just that , by the time I return he is on the couch watching Super Bowl commentary before the big game and drinking a beer (that he made my mom bring him btw ) and complaining about how he has walked all over New York and how his feet  in particular are aching and in need of a massage, I tell him he works very hard and is a true leader, I sit down on the couch next to him but he stops me and tells me to put his shoes upstairs (I had just been and he never asked, I picked them up and went back to his room and putthem in his closet) . when I come back down I take my sear (moms in the kitchen making dinner and snacks for the game), he spreads his feet out across the couch in to my lap without a word, his feet smell ripe and sweaty, im so turned on but terrified to do anything, does he want me to massage his feet? is this a test? what if my mom walks in and catches me? I sit there in awkward silence , tempted to touch them and start rubbing but I dont despite wanting to, he just keeps watching them pre game commentary and ignoring me, feet still in my lap, I sit there in silence, after what felt like an eternity (but was like 20 minutes) my mom joined us, he removed his feet and we ate dinner in the drawing room watching the game, my mom took my seat and he did the same to her and put his feet in her lap and she rubbed them (barely but she did, I thought I could do a better job and would have) while she was rubbing them he made intense eye contact with me

later that night after the game I went to bed as did my mom and Aidan, he was thrilled the Seahawks won (he hates the patriots) my moms room is opposite mine so my wall is against her wall if that makes sense, its like 2am and I can hear them having sex loudly and my mom moaning out his name loudly and the bed frame shaking/hitting the wall making loud clanking noises, he sounds like a fuck machine, I think nothing of it try to block out the noise and go to sleep, the next morning Monday my mom is back at work, I have the day off due to inservie day and Aidan hasnt left for work yet, im in my room doing homework and chilling when I hear his voice, he’s on his phone, the door to  my moms bedroom is wide open and I can hear every word he’s saying, he’s talking to one of his buddys about the Seahawks winning and how pumped he is, then he starts talking about him and my mom and the sex they had, at first he’s complimentary and nice,, then his tone changes and he starts complaining that he wanted to do anal and fuck my moms ass but that she wont do anal and no matter how hard he fucks her pussy he wants to do anal and that pussy and ass aren’t the same, his friend agrees and says his wife is like that to and they vent about women not doing anal and how they miss it with random sluts they met in college, the call ends as he has to go to work, I hang out in the hallway making it clear I heard every word when he emerges from the room but say nothing, the thought of him breeding my fag ass crept in my mind

I know this is very long and detailed but I want to give you all the details, we are approaching the final part and the area where I need guidance, this friday night my mom is going to a college reunion and has left money for me and Aidan to order take out and watch a movie, she wants me to get to know him independent of her as she loves him a lot and is serious about him long term, I have been thinking about this for the last week and agonizing over what to do, a plan formed in my mind, I want to offer my asshole to Aidan and ask to serve him as his slave and do his laundry, cooking and anything he needs, I have a plan that we would watch Pillion (I saw it last fall at a film festival and LOVED it, I saw you talking about it to)  its online to watch in HD so I can get it for us, I have a plan to cook him dinner (Id use the money my mom left for take out to buy groceries) I want to make his favorite which is steak and home made french fries and strawberry cheesecake (Im a good cook, I took home ec and like to bake so its easy to me) I want to cook him a full meal, watch pillion and offer him my ass and  to serve him in anyway he needs, I even plan to wear a G-string under my shorts to show off my ass to him and how fuckable it is ,my mom has let the laundy pile up again and I havent done his on purpose so he will have to borrow my shorts again and I can show off my ass to him when I take them off for him, I have it all planned out and want to offer him my ass as well as showing him, my servitude, loyalty and cook him dinner like he deserves, massage his feet and watch pillion and discuss alphahood and servitude with him based on the film, my only issue is I am terrified of doing this, do you think he will freak or agree to it? how would you approach it sam? am I a bad son for wanting to serve my moms boyfriend sexually? I feel guilty and torn but I realize i am a fag and it is my duty to serve straight alpha men and its a natural party of hierarchy and that trumps family even if its difficult for me, I guess what I am asking is for someone who understand hierarchy to tell me I’m doing the right thing and how to approach the situation? how should I broach the subject with him, what if he tells my mom? should I even ask him? I’m nervous, excited, anxious and need help and advice and you are the best person to ask and I value your opinion and advice, please help me brother Sam -I need your wisdom, advice and help, what would you do if you were me? how would you handle ir? am I wrong for wanting to serve my moms boyfriend?, I so want to serve this man and need your help in doing so, peace, love and light-Ethan! xo

My brother Ethan, thank you for this question!

First and most importantly, I want you to understand this: Aiden knows you’re a faggot. There is absolutely no question about this. I honestly think (given his behavior) that he’s used faggots in the past. Almost all of the telltale signs are there. In fact, he seems to be trying to trigger you into submitting to him (like with the loud conversation about ass fucking). His behavior goes way beyond typical innocent Alpha behavior.

Alpha Aiden has left a veritable trail of bread crumbs leading directly to his cock, and he’s been watching you follow that trail like the good boy you are. He honestly seems to be enjoying the little tasks he throws at you, watching you scamper eagerly to please him.

Your only “failure” was not massaging his feet when he put them directly in your lap after telling the entire house how his feet hurt. This was a mistake, though understandable given that your mother was in the other room. However, it cannot be ignored that he did this anyway. He was testing you (as are all Alphas who make this move). So even though you didn’t take the bait the first time, you need to make the most of this upcoming opportunity.

Everything you said sounds perfect. It’s exactly what you should be doing to seduce this Alpha (although he sounds far too powerful to be “seduced” so much as given permission to take you). You need to serve him completely, call him “Sir”, and reduce yourself as much as possible. If nothing happens by the time he’s relaxing after dinner (make it an early dinner), then you should offer him a real foot massage. It would be a good time to admit that you wanted to rub his feet the other day, but you were nervous. That could lead into a conversation about his Alphahood and hierarchy.

Don’t be afraid, Ethan. I’m fully convinced that Alpha Aiden wants to use you. He’s not going to beat you up, obviously, so you have nothing to fear. Approach this as your greatest opportunity to truly serve a very powerful straight Alpha, so cast aside any worry and submit. He wants you to!

Keep me informed, my brother!

Love,

sam the faggot

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