This post is part of a thread chronicling the acceptance of Alphahood by a young gay Alpha named Lorenzo and the ownership of his former submissive boyfriend Giovanni. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Do you think an Alpha and a faggot can become linked psychically at some point? Certainly quantum physics suggests that is possible through the co-mingling of energies.

But what about between an Alpha and a faggot who haven’t physically met yet?

I ask this because earlier tonight I sent emails to both Master Jose and Giovanni to ask about the rendezvous that happened weeks ago with Master Lorenzo. Both emails were returned to me as “not found”. I was distraught again, thinking that I was once again being pushed aside.

And then, out of nowhere, Master Lorenzo contacted me with an update! How weird is THAT?? I’d use the old line “great minds think alike”, but I am not anywhere close to the level of my incredible God Alpha Lorenzo. He surpasses me in every single way.

With that crisis averted, I tore into Master Lorenzo’s short update. There isn’t much detail, but it promises big revelations are coming!

Hi, baby boy Sam, this is your Master Lorenzo

I will send you a short update now but you’ll hear more from us soon. For now I just wanna say that my brother Jose is the third best thing that happened in my life in the last few years (the first one being Gio, and the second one being you).

He just left my house and went back home after a week of a lot of learning and a lot of pleasure for all of us. He was a man of his word and let me fuck his virgin ass but never submitted to me as a faggot. We were two Men fucking and he was a incredibly strong and powerful Alpha humble enough to understand how to respect his stronger brother. I put multiple loads in his ass and mouth. In return, I let him fuck my boys Gio and Rafael as much as he wanted to.

I also want to congratulate you for encouraging Gio to take a double penetration when he came to you asking for advise. It was an interesting experience for all of us, and we’ll give you details soon.

Anyway, I’ve recently been invited to design a huge graduate program and trust me, fucking faggots is so much easier. And so, I have been too busy to talk to you as I want to. But I have a true friend and brother, and two really loyal faggots. I made an arrangement with them because you deserve to know from them the details of this incredible week: Jose will send to you a detailed description of his feelings and thoughts once he gets back home. Gio will also reach out to you and share how he felt taking so much dick for 7 days.

Take care, my sweet boy
We’ll stay in touch with you

How glorious is that?!?

I’m so glad that Master Jose submitted properly to the infinite power of Master Lorenzo, undoubtedly learning a lot about Alphahood as well as himself in the process!

I just knew Gio wanted to go through with the double penetration! I’m glad he did it! I can’t wait to hear how that went!

But more than anything, I’m just grateful to hear from Master Lorenzo again! I feel ashamed that I have these insecurities about my place with him, yet he so warmly showers me with encouragements and compliments that I don’t deserve. I should know better than that!

So THANK YOU Master Lorenzo for your benevolent love and care!

Yours Always,

sam the faggot

This post is part of a thread chronicling the rise of God Alpha Master Chad, the first-born son of Master Dino and primary heir to his throne. CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!

When you’re a straight God Alpha like Master Dino, you naturally hope to have sons who will be powerful enough to carry on your name as well as your Alpha legacy. I’ve come to understand the importance of this better through the years on this site. The Alpha fraternity is an exclusive one that is jealously guarded and cultivated by the Alphas within it. There’s nothing that an Alpha father wants more than to pass on his Alpha genetics and attributes to his sons.

So imagine the pride God Dino has today as he looks at his firstborn son, Master Chad. He’s a prolific breeding machine who has already created more children at his young age than some smaller nations. He’s also terrifyingly dominant, a literal force of nature that will charm your pants off of you while simultaneously blowing your house down. He lives and breathes and embodies Hierarchy in ways that rival the gods of Greek mythology.

Indeed, the entire extended family of God Dino personifies Hierarchy, and they’ve lived in this bubble of perfect balance thanks to adherence to those standards. At the top of the Family pyramid is, of course, God Dino, but right underneath him (only by age) is Master Chad.

But not anymore. Something dramatic happened after God Dino moved the entire clan to an unnamed island to escape Trump’s Nazi regime, something that will transform the dynamics of the entire family.

I’ll let Master Chad explain it:

Sup fucknut?

I bet your faggot ass has missed her Savior, ain’t ya? LMFAO Dino said He wrote ya. Ain’t had email, phones or jack shit for weeks until 2 days ago. I guess He explained the gap in communication and movin and shit.

Anyways, life couldn’t be better. I am the official Head of the Family now. Before Pop left He gathered all the Alphas and faggots and passed the reins on to Me in an impressive impromptu ceremony with candles and wine. It’s a tradition in la Famiglia. [See, Dino ain’t the only one with intellect, cockjockey] LMAO He put the God ring on My finger, kissed each cheek and told Me, “cum nell’universo, tu sei Mio Figlio.” [The God ring is recognized by all that know Us as THE proof of leadership] Then He had food and more wine brought in and He left to punish the world. He’s pretty normal with Us but I’m hearing stories about how He is with other people out in the world. He’s bein’ a Goddamned hardass. He don’t give a FUCK right now. I love Pop. I’m worried about Him. Since mommy kicked it He just ain’t the same. I mean fuck I miss her too and We was really close but her and Him had a real special. A connect like Dino and jaybo. Fuck, like Me and My fagwife. Like Me and Dino. Fuck it. A Man’s gotta do what a Man’s gotta do, ya know fuckwad?

Me and Philly, oh shit. Ya probably don’t know Phil. He’s My best friend here. He lives on one of the big islands not 20 miles from here where Us Dudes sometimes go drinking. We met a long time ago and kinda kept in touch. It took some time after I beat His fucking ass for Us to be Buds and for Him to see how Real fuckin Dudes live life. Then, it took another little while for Him to try the life and He visited while mommy was sick on the other island. Now We’re here and can’t get rid of the fucker! LOL His 1st night of actually fucking fags [last Sunday] the Bastard fucked Himself unconscious!! LMFAO It took Him forever to fuck one. All He’d ever do for years was let a fag suck Him off. Even after We got here weeks ago, the fucker STILL wouldn’t give in to His own fuckin needs. Dufus would get 7 or 8 nuts and His dick would still be rock hard. He was dying to fuck em but He thought it wasn’t manly. I finally convinced Him by reminding Him how I had My dick in greenies mouth right then and how I had beat Him down hard when We 1st met. I asked Him if He thought I was Macho and He said yeah. BONG! The truth hit Him and poor greenie got fuckin raped right then! LMAO He fucked every hole in the rainbow until He really fell out exhausted. It was a fuckin trip, bitch. I’ll see if I can talk to Him about telling you His story since ya like that shit. It’ll take awhile cause He’s so iffy about everything. He’s still a Alpha toddler. I got a lot to teach Him.

Speaking of toddlers, and older rugrats, the Little Lords are growing like meth crystals around here. LOL The Prince and Dino’s little Man are as tight as Me and Dino. You should see em showing the others who to look up to and depend on. It’s pretty cute. Me and Dino’s got a bet that 2 of em are gonna be fag boys. It’s cool the way the 2 submit by bringing the top 2 Alpha Boys drinks or whatever They want. Cal’s Boys are growing fat and happy like babies should. All Us Dudes are bustin with pride over Our Boys. I can’t wait til puberty when I can give em that final gift of Their heritage the way Pop did with Us. I’m just now getting a sense of the absolute aplomb and honor Pop felt showing His Boys what it is to be a Real fucking MAN! Goddamn faggot, the shit I’ve accomplished, the holes I’ve conquered, the adoration of My faggots, NOTHING compares to the thought of showing My Sons the true meaning of life and Alpha existence! Being a God is something else, cumhole. You’ll never know this experience. Being a fag, I don’t think ya could handle the astonishing POWER of it all. But I’ll turn Philly on to your site and We’ll see if He’s Man enough to say in print that He’s obsessed with fag fuckin now. LMAO 

Dino was gonna blab about My coronation but I wanted to tell ya, cunt. Hell, you’re My faggot as much as His. You’ll find that out if ya really want to and ain’t too chickenshit when the time comes, pole smoker. LMFAO I promised c.c. Me and Philly would fuck her so I gotta go. Don’t sweat it, fucktard. I’ll get back to ya soon.

So first of all, I’m really fascinated by this news about an actual coronation ceremony that culminated in God Dino giving Master Chad his official Family ring in symbol of the changing of the guard. How awesome! It’s really indicative of how seriously the Family views Hierarchy and its importance in their lives. I’ve often been accused of being fanatical about Hierarchy, but this even surprised me.

I’ve asked Master Chad if he can send a pic of the ring. Hopefully he agrees!

So with Master Chad now the official head of The Family, He has continued to add members to their ranks, namely this Alpha named Philly. This is one part I absolutely love about how Alphas deal with each other, introducing each other to faggots and guiding them to greater levels of power. Once again, this is an aspect of the closely-guarded Alpha fraternity. I’m sure Sir Philly will have a lot to say if he ever decides to reach out to me!

I also love the details Master Chad provides about his growing sons, and particularly what he said about the two possible faggots among them. He’s still a proud Papa, but he’s acknowledging what he knows is true after ruling over females and faggots his whole adult life. It’s better that they become what they were born to be rather than try to force them into a role unsuitable for them. I commend my Master Chad for this!

As for Master Chad’s veiled challenge, I’ll say this: once I’m free of probation and I manage to get free of America, I very well might just make a pit stop at a small island nation ruled by a God Alpha and his legion of progeny and faggots!

If that happens, LOOK OUT!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the blessed life of gay God Alpha Dean, twin brother of his faggot Jimmy and part of the Hierarchical family of God Alpha Dino. CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!

In the long life of this site, there have been few threads to compare with the wondrous Hierarchical family raised with haphazard care by God Alpha Dino and his dearly-departed faggot wife Jamie. Jamie infused Master Dino with lots of money from a career writing in Hollywood, and he spun it into a massive fortune like some possessed Rumplestiltskin.

But even Master Dino would admit that his real fortune comes from his glorious sons. Masters Chad and Dean carry his God Alpha genetics, and his other son Jimmy makes him proud as a truly dedicated faggot. And together like a warped family they have built out a small, self-contained empire of Alphas like Masters Cal and Shane, and a bevy of faggots serving the Men day and night in a heavily-guarded compound secreted away in the mountains.

And so it has been ever since Master Dino and Jamie reached out to me so long ago, and it has been one of the great privileges of my fag life to know them and their motley crew. But circumstances have changed lately, as Master Dean reveals in his latest letter:

I regret you were uninformed as to Our recent deployment. As developments unfolded, everyone has been without internet service until the tower was installed. 

As the Fanta fascist has begun its destruction of Our country, Father thought it best to close the complex, regroup, and, at least for a time, relocate. A smaller complex was built on an island near mommy’s. It was once an animal preserve but had gone back to ‘normal’ after the majority of the animals died off. Father’s tarriences were fueled by arranging the new home, complete with guards and protection. We and the faggots are turning lovely shades of brown again. There are some game animals still but they are safely fenced out, safe until My Holy Brother’s hunting instincts rush to the fore that is.

It’s has been a whirlwind of experience with sweeping changes for all. bunny and the rainbow have gratefully adapted to the changes and seem happier than ever before. I shall admit to you that Chadwick and I had a private assignation last evening and I feel more masculine than one can imagine. I never thought I could love My Brother more but I do. It is a strange, almost diabolical thing. My Brother and I can be working, which jokingly might start a wrestling match, which leads to carnality. It is almost unthinkable to submit to any Man. It actually sickens Me to imagine another Man inside Me but, oh, how fitting it is to feel and see Chadwick taking His pleasure from Me. It is an odd, unique bond. I would murder any other Man who attempted this violation of Me but The Savior’s magnificence somehow placates and soothes such homical impulses. It is a precarious situation. While equally strong, My love for bunny is quite different. For as phantasmagorical as the situation is, it is EXTREMELY satisfying for your King. I dominate all except for the most masculine of Men. It is a glorious, wonderous experience for this proud Alpha Male. I suppose it could be a humbling thing for others but I have known since birth that Chadwick would be the leader of We Brothers so the concerns of My submission to Him were softened by that fact.

My bunny is truly an adult now. she and c.c. have become mommy, for all intents and purposes. Cal and Chad are as true Brothers and We three casually and purposefully use faggots, grabbing them up from happy play, blessing them with sex and semen, then lolling about with refreshments while they giggle and play in the surf contented with Men’s fluids inside them.

Father is gone again on His quest to right the wrongs of the world. We shall discuss His lofty ambitions another time. The Sons of We Gods flourish in this climate and are quickly becoming little Men. My Holy Son and The Prince have become inseparable and are already asserting Their dominance. They are 7 and 6 respectively and have already been ‘caught’ demanding suspected faggot brothers to serve them in children’s ways. It is satisfying to observe Them asserting Their dominance. We have concurred that two boys are faggots as they happily do as the Alpha Boys say. It fills We Men with extreme pride. My bunny says hello to you as she swallows My surfeited slab of flesh. Lol  

I must stop as redfaggot has appeared, hunger in her entire face. My mornings activities are assured. Goodbye for now little one. Your King must take and dominate. 

First of all, I was so relieved (also astonished) to hear that God Dino has taken the extraordinary step of building a brand new secured mansion on an island outside the United States. It’s breathtaking what wealthy Alphas can do! Nobody strategizes better than God Dino, and he sees the handwriting on the wall: America is falling into fascism, and his family is endangered. So many Americans want to do the same thing right now (including yours truly), but they lack the resources and the Alpha mentality to make things happen at will. I’m so glad that God Dino, the ultimate Protector Alpha, has moved his massive flock out of danger!

Master Dean also touches on something I will be writing about more at-length (also a possible podcast episode) about Alphas breeding Alphas. All of the Alphas have been bred by Master Chad at some point or another regardless of their sexual preference. But, as I will discuss in more detail later, that breeding doesn’t diminish their Alphahood in any way. In fact, it tends to strengthen their Alphahood.

Now, Master Dean is a gay God Alpha, but being gay doesn’t mean he wants a cock in his ass or in his mouth. But what he DOES want is the massive shot of Master Chad’s virile cum. The sharing of cum between Alphas is a potent way to share Alpha genetics.

I’m also really intrigued by the way the sons of Masters Chad, Dean, and Cal are growing together and already developing natural Hierarchical tendencies at such a young age! It’s even more definitive proof that these roles arise organically from within us from birth!

The beautiful part is the young faggots will be raised Hierarchically with all of the love and support that most faggots do not enjoy!

I am always in awe of Master Dean. His power and depth of intellect and understanding are absolutely unmatched by anyone except perhaps God Dino and Master Chad. I’m so fortunate to have Master Dean’s loving protection in my life, and his god-like example to share with the world!

Early in 2022 I received a letter from a faggot named Shawn. He told me an incredible story about a rape by his subsequent Owners, bisexual Master Aaron and his straight Alpha friend Master Michael.

And then, quite out of the blue, Master Aaron began writing to me to set the record straight (Shawn hadn’t told the entire truth) and to give me more insight into his viewpoint on faggots.

That thread always stuck with me, because it gave me new insights into the thought processes of straight Alphas who own and use faggots. Master Aaron was particularly manipulative (in the best possible way), always seeking to push his faggots and help them achieve greater degrees of subspace intensity. It also really helped that he was a gifted writer, able to truly articulate his methodology and perspective.

I may be getting back in touch with Master Aaron (fingers crossed), so I painstakingly restored his legendary thread from FWA to this site for posterity.

You can access that entire thread in chronological order by CLICKING HERE!

I hope you enjoy it!

Findom attracts all kinds of wannabe Alphas to it. Lured in by the promise of easy money and a few laughs, these guys often misunderstand the purpose of the scene or its actual power. They usually resort to stereotypical homophobia that borders on real hate. Typically, they end up diluting the scene and ruining it for others.

But every so often a true Alpha arrives on the findom scene, and the difference is immediate and obvious. True straight Alphas like Master @alphaaesthetic8, Master @alphasepanta, Master @thekingtyler_, or Master @alphagodadonis are undeniably Alpha, and they aren’t acting a part … they LIVE that everyday regardless of findom. And THAT is where the true heart of findom lies. It’s not in the power exchange of money given in tributes, but in the HIERARCHICAL TRUTH as its foundation. Findom reveals the hierarchical truth that happens everyday among males. It’s NATURAL.

The latest addition to findom is a glorious “new” natural Alpha named Master Holden (@HoldenMastersX). I put quotes around the word “new” because this is actually a return to the scene for him after some time away so he could reassess how to properly conduct business with faggots. Much like the famous six-month break Master @alphaaesthetic8 took to rebuild his life into a findom machine that made him millions, Master Holden took a wise step back to retarget his objectives and make a better game plan.

And it’s brilliant.

Just like the star athlete he once was, Master Holden has returned to the field with a new game plan. And it begins and ends with this incredible two-part mission statement he published on his X account. Here’s part one:

When I first started doing findom, it was a funny thing to me. Yeah, I knew I was hot, a bit cocky, and had a big dick. The idea that people would just give me money because of it was a riot. As I got into, I noticed something familiar was happening. People have been serving me for years, I just didn’t know it at the time. Even back as far as high school, fags and my straight boys alike would rush to do things for me. Girls would literally throw themselves at me. Within my circle of friends, I was always the leader. So as my findom progressed, I started to understand it. I’ve always been a powerful Alpha and findom was just a natural kingdom for this king. In just under a year, I’ve made a substantial amount of money from findom. But something much bigger happened. I’ve established a growing stable of loyal fags and subs that serve me off X. They serve me financially but we’ve also developed long-term personal Alpha/sub relationships. I’ve learned to become quite comfortable in the power that I possess. I’ve even acquired a full time faggot that serves me in every day life. He does chores, he takes care of me, and even hands me large amounts of cash even though he isn’t a cash fag. Much like most of my subs, serving me has given him a purpose. But for me, it’s much more than the money. It’s safe to say that it’s been a minute since this has been a fetish for me. It’s now a lifestyle and has become a conduit for the natural alpha power that’s been emanating from me for as long as I can remember. I enjoy this. I enjoy owning fags. I spend more time texting with my loyal fags and subs than I do my friends and family. The relationships I’ve developed with them has been more gratifying than any others I’ve had. Well, except for girls. lol. That is why I’ve begun to offer direct contact with me to true finsubs and fags who really want to not only serve, but develop a long term relationship with their alpha. It costs a little bit to join, but you get my cell for unlimited texting and my telegram (exclusive to these subs) for DMs and an interactive group chat, and a ton of exclusive content not seen anywhere else. Best of all, it’s away from X and all the freeloaders and cheap attention whores. Just the real ones and me. This is for true finsubs and fags who want to serve and connect with a real alpha, not for fetish seekers who just want to talk to me. There are other outlets for that. This is your chance to serve a true alpha and have a meaningful relationship with him, but to also be part of something special. It’s a place where you finally belong among subs and fags just like you, serving your king together as a family.

So first off, notice that Master Holden first started the same way as every straight Alpha does, as a fun fetish and a way to make money.

But then comes the kicker: the worship from faggots made him MORE POWERFUL than he ever could’ve been without them! Suddenly he realized the truer destiny for natural-born, God-level Alphas like him!

Here’s the second part, where Master Holden defines his Alphahood in relation to the pretenders around him:

YOU CAN’T FAKE BEING AN ALPHA. You either are or you aren’t, and most of these findom “alphas” are not. They’re just playing a role to make a quick buck. Now me on the other hand, I’ve had people serving me since I was in high school. I just didn’t know it until I was introduced to findom and learned what it meant to be an alpha. When I was introduced high school, I was a stud. I was also the quarterback of a winning high school football team. I would have went on to play college ball, but an injury and surgery had other plans for me. Looking back now, I had almost an entire school serving my every need. I had girls throwing themselves at me. Once word got around about my big dick, I didn’t even have to try. They sought me out. I even slept with more than a few of my teammates girlfriends. My teammates were not only ok with it, but some of them were proud that I fucked their girl. It was status for them. There wasn’t a day that I didn’t at least get a blow job somewhere on school grounds from some slut. Then there were the faggots. There were a few and they would go out of their way to do things for me. They’d buy me things, offer to help me with my school work, etc. they’d pay for things too, like prom and year book dues. The straight guys weren’t much different. Thinking back, I could have had any one of them worship my feet like my fag does now. In my group of friends, I was always the leader. To this day, they still don’t do things if I’m not involved. They come to me for advice and seek my approval on things like girls their dating, a car they want to buy and so on. I don’t try at any of this. It just is because I’m an alpha. I’m a real alpha. I’m not an alpha because of findom, I’m in findom because I’m an alpha. Things just happen for me, men want to be me, and women want me (and some of the men too). This is part of why I created the Stable. Findom should be more than just online transactions. Fags should be able to serve their master proper and build a relationship with him, one not obstructed by tons of time wasters and freeloaders. So if you want a real relationship with a real Alpha male, get in my DMs faggot.

This confessional is most startling and incredibly insightful. It’s a glimpse into the mind of a developing God Alpha as he’s becoming self-aware of the great power he took for granted for so long.

People have harassed me over my ten years of teaching Hierarchy regarding my rigid definitions of roles. And it’s true, when dealing with human beings, you can’t totally shove every single person into a labelled box. However, Master Holden demonstrates every single characteristic of a God Alpha as defined by my Hierarchical chart in the pinned post of this website.

I know what I’m talking about because I’ve served God Alphas, and I know some God Alphas personally. That’s why I can be so confident in identifying Master Holden as a God Alpha.

Additionally, he’s the best kind of God Alpha because he’s benevolent, empathetic, and he sympathizes with the weaknesses he causes in inferiors. When he encounters a faggot in his everyday life and it stammers and avoids eye contact, he understands and accepts that as simply a result of his natural power over them. In fact, Master Holden welcomes that.

There simply isn’t a finer or more complete God Alpha in the findom scene than Master Holden. You all know how I feel about findom, but if I had a recommendation aside from Master @alphaaesthetic8, it would be this awe-inspiring King!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the life of domination of a God Alpha named Master Jase. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!

It’s sometimes a bit terrifying to hear some of Master Jase’s stories of utter faggot destruction. It’s like watching a spooky documentary about Bigfoot, and you’re suddenly mortified by the idea of actual monsters roaming the earth.

Well, Master Jase is proof that there are, indeed, monsters walking among us. More like STALKING among us.

His latest true account is no less spinetingling:

It’s our Alpha nature to own, control and dominate in any situation. It’s your fag nature to submit, obey, and worship my Alpha power and stength. Be it conscious or unconscious.

Perfect example today. I power-fucked and cunted a hunked up fag for near over 5 constant hours yesterday evening. By the end he was nothing more than a weakly convulsing muscle ragdoll, wasted and delirious from the number of assgasms his cunt received. My house slut washed and carried the fag into a spare bed, before returning to worship and service my body and take my cock throughout the night.

At this point I made the observation that his house faggot is almost like a triage nurse there to care for the fag bodies broken and bruised by Master Jase’s animal lust.

Sometimes I sleep with him, spooning against him with my cock tucked up against his ass for easy access. Woke up this morning to my house slut sliding his cunt up and down my cock, cunting himself deep. Rolled and pinned him back down and flooded his used cunt with my morning load. I left him there in bed to recover, after having his dazed mouth clean my cock.

First thing I see in the corridor was yesterday’s hunk fag kneeling outside. Upon seeing me, the fag tried to stand but instantly collapsed, because his legs were still completely fucked out. He crawls towards me, moaning at the sight of me towering over him, and presses his head and mouth under my hard cock while his arms and hands gripe and worship my strong legs.

It was no question that the muscled fag was still cock drunk. His eyes were still dilated, his face was one of incoherent bliss, and he was barely able to talk. Yet the fag’s first instincts were to serve and pleasure me. Even when he couldn’t walk, his natural place was at my feet, worshipping and grovelling.

I dragged him to the sofa and allowed him to worship my body and cock. The fag made such satisfied moans as he touched my legs, sniffed and suckled on my balls, kissed and licked my abs and pecs, and sucked and nursed on my cock tip. I would pet and stroke his head and he would moan back in response. I pulled him back and asked him what he says, and his hoarse, barely coherent voice replies, “Thank you, sir.”

I decided to reward such good service by lifting up his hunky, wasted body, and bounce him up and down my cock. Completely at my mercy, his muscles just a grip hold for me to power him up and down. Had him swinging like a toy, moaning higher and higher, and having yet more assgasms on my cock. The fag’s cunt was still raw, pulpy and destroyed from last night but that didn’t stop me from slamming him up and down hard.

Pounded a massive load into him, his cunt lips were so battered it couldn’t contain my seed and much of it leaked out while I hammered my orgasm into him. Pulled him off and forced his gaping, drooling mouth back onto my cock for cleaning, and left him to my house slut, who at that point had come back to and was waiting to the side for my orders.

I can never get tired of seeing my seed seep out between an open pair of swollen cunt lips.

If you ever had a doubt about the reality of hierarchy being the truth, the life and conquests of Master Jase will dispel them immediately. He’s living proof of its truth.

He’s also living proof of what true Alphas need and expect from the inferiors in their lives. Sure, not every Alpha is as blunt an instrument as he is, but they all require the same worship and service.

And in return, Alphas like Master Jase reward these obedient faggots with training and experiences that will shape the rest of their lives.

So yes, the world has monsters in it. Necessary monsters!

One of the better porn Alphas on X is a God Alpha named @TheRealKingCock. He likes to write in some courtly (i.e. stilted) Middle English manner that is quite pretentious, but whatever.

He posted this proclamation on his account in support of bottoms/faggots and calling on an end of shaming faggots.

Here’s what he wrote:

A matter most grave hath long plagued our fellowship, and the hour hath come to speak plainly. Too oft hath the realm treated the noble steeds, the bottoms, as lesser creatures, as though yielding were weakness and pleasure were a sin. This folly springeth from the same poisoned well as the old scorn for women, a curse of ages past where softness was mistaken for frailty, and dominance for worth.

But mark this decree: there is no shame in, nor honor in coldness. To ride or to be ridden, both are acts of trust, of fire, of glorious abandon. Yet the whispers of our realm speak with cruelty, mocking those who offer the throne as though they be unworthy. ‘Tis ignorance, and worse, ‘tis theft, for what soul among us hath not dreamt of such bliss? What knight hath not wondered how it must feel to yield with grace, to be cherished, not conquered?

We dwell now in a golden age undreamt of by those before us. The plagues that haunted our forebears have been driven back by science and courage; laws have risen to shield our lives and loves; the banners of our people fly upon screens and stages across the realm. Where once there was only fear, now standeth freedom. Where once we hid in shadows, now we build temples of joy, of dance, of flesh, of laughter.

So why cling to this poison, this shaming of the steed? Let us instead craft a kingdom where all may ride, may be ridden, may polish and be polished without scorn nor whisper. Let our pleasures be free of cruelty, our beds free of judgment. For in such a court, methinks, lies the truest debauchery, the kind where hearts are unguarded, bodies unashamed, and all may feast without fear.

The King hath spoken. Will thou heed these words, or shall the old cruelties chain us yet?

Way too many “haths” in that drivel!

Here’s my take: I do disagree to some extent. Hierarchy is immutable truth, and it governs our lives. In that framework, there are those naturally superior. There’s no shame in it.

Let’s face it: some are born winners, and some are born losers. Some are born Kings and some are born slaves. In his awkward vernacular, some are HATHS and others are HATH NOTS.

There’s no shame in being born a faggot if you understand that is your purpose. I have found great peace through submitting to and serving Men.

What this Master seems to be trying to do is elevate faggots to the level of “Princess” or some other precious companion. Certainly faggots can be made into that, but generally that is not our natural function.

This Master can get romantic with his faggots, but by taking this stance in general robs faggots of the kind of conditioning they need to feel fulfilled.

I’d love to get some opinions on this subtle-but-significant difference.

The following post is part of a thread following the development of a deep Master/faggot relationship between a faggot named Alberto and his straight childhood friend and Master Andre. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

The lifelong friendship Master Andre shares with his faggot Alberto is truly one of the most genuine and frankly beautiful ones I’ve covered on this site. This straight Alpha loved Alberto despite Alberto’s homosexuality, frailty, and vulnerability. Maybe he loved Alberto BECAUSE of those things, because Master Andre is a natural Protector Alpha of the highest order. As those little boys grew into adulthood, Alberto was always beside his Alpha protector, safe in his mighty shadow.

Then along came Master Andre’s former girlfriend and her fetish for gay sex. Had it not been for her (and eventually me), Master Andre may have never started using faggots. But once he started feeding and breeding his dearest friend and took him in as his faggot, his appreciation for Alberto deepened and strengthened … so much so that Master Andre eventually dismissed her in favor of Alberto.

So what’s really going on here?

Master Andre has been wrestling with all of these new feelings created by the ownership of his friend and the collision of his growing power with his genuine warmth and goodness. This is pretty normal for young Protector Alphas. A slight identity crisis results from making choices that go outside societal “norms”.

But Master Andre’s solution to this issue is brilliantly handled:

Hi Sam, this is Andre again, Alberto’s friend.

I have been thinking a lot about my responsibility with Alberto. After everything that happened this year, I felt quite guilty for exposing him to Angela’s questionable attitudes. As you know, she has tried several times to convince me to send Alberto back to his home, which would’ve exposed him to great danger with his father. Of course, I would never do that with him, but I am now noticing that I have great influence and responsibility with him. It is my duty to take care of him and make sure he is safe, and I will not disappoint my little buddy.

The last few weeks have been of deep self-reflection for me and I went back to therapy to organize my thoughts. My therapist believes that I should keep my heart open and explore these new feelings, open to new forms to express my sexuality. And I agree with him. He’s a straight man with a deep understanding of sexuality and I guess familiar with hierarchy because he always tells me that Alberto needs a firm hand and I don’t need to be gay or bisexual to be this firm hand. I agree with him. I have no prejudice at all, from the bottom of my heart. I even tried to watch gay porn to see if my cock would get hard, but no matter how hot the guys are, I don’t feel sexual attraction toward men. What turns me on is Alberto’s big eyes asking me to take care of him, that makes me crazy.

I am still reluctant to call him “faggot” or “slut”, but I have been really into calling him “good boy” or “sweet boy” and he really loves it. Alberto is much more of a sexy romantic gay boy than a hungry slut. In fact, my cock is the only one he has ever sucked or served. And I’m not gonna lie, I’ve using his holes a lot. Our favorite position nowadays has been cowgirl. I sit on the couch with my legs open, he comes like an obedient puppy and sucks my balls and my cock for however long I want, no matter if 5 minutes or 3 hours. Then I lube his hole, he sits on my cock looking at me, and I hug him tight. Then my boy rides me while I hold his body against mine, and it feels so good that I hardly ever change the position. I usually let him ride as much as he wants, and when I’m getting close, I just tell him to stop and fuck his hole hard and deep, pumping my load inside of him. I love how he thanks me at the end, as if I was doing him a huge favor for fucking his tight hole.

I still love pussy and I want to have many girls in my bed. But after what has happened, I will focus on taking care of Alberto’s mind, feelings, and body. He loves tattoos and he has always had a dream to tattoo a flower on his ass, but of course he could never do it while living with his parents. Now that he is with me, I’ve been encouraging him a lot to do it, but I want to choose the best artist possible to do it. His body is perfect and I don’t want anything to change his beautiful ass.

I will keep exploring my feelings and deal with the fact that apparently I am an “Alpha.” I have never thought about that to be honest. For me, taking care of women and gays is just what any man should do, no matter what. I think it’s the reason why men exist, but learning more about hierarchy has been really good to me. And it has helped me to understand that I can have sex with Alberto without necessarily identifying as bisexual. I don’t even think about fucking other femboys, I am very happy pumping all my loads inside my lovely friend and little princess.

I hope that one day I’ll have a lovely wife loyal to be, but I will never let any woman harm Alberto’s feelings. He has my word and I will never disappoint him.

By the way, thanks for sharing the diet by Francesco. Alberto read it here and showed to me. He is healthy and usually doesn’t struggle to get ready for me, but I want him to keep skinny, so I told to him to follow the diet. He immediately went to the grocery store and bought all the ingredients, including the fiber gums to take every morning with chia seeds. It’s too bad to see that Francesco’s partner didn’t follow it. Alberto literally ran to the store to follow what I said. I guess I am a lucky guy, but every time I see him doing my laundry or kneeling for me I am more and more sure of how lucky I am. He says it’s the least he can do after all the times I saved him from bullies or from his dad. But still, I feel very lucky to have such a sweet princess with me.

I don’t know if I love him as I will love my wife one day. This is still confusing for me. But I definitely love him as a lovely and sweet princess who I will always protect.

I’m so moved by the fact that Master Andre went to consult a therapist about his new experiences and the feelings arising from them. He takes this stuff SERIOUSLY, and he’s willing to put in the work to grow and improve!

But maybe I can also help to clarify things for Master Andre as well.

First of all, there’s no question Master Andre is Alpha. In fact, he’s the greatest type of Alpha. He has the potential to be a God Alpha, albeit one with a deep and vibrant emotional core. He’s unafraid to express himself regardless of what anyone thinks precisely because he is Alpha.

And Alberto is a natural-born faggot. I understand that Master Andre views that word as derogatory and insulting, and he doesn’t want to use that kind of word to describe someone he loves as much as Alberto. But that word isn’t insulting to true faggots, and I don’t think Alberto would find it insulting to be called that. I’m not saying Master Andre should, but the roles should be clear here. Master Andre not only loves and cares for Alberto, he OWNS Alberto. That ownership arises from the fact that he’s Alpha, and Alberto is his beloved faggot.

I’m glad that Master Andre is realizing that owning and fucking Alberto doesn’t change the fact that he’s still straight. Funnily enough, Master Andre did exactly what my straight Master Chris once did and tested his heterosexuality by watching gay porn. And, like my Master Chris, he discovered the truth that owning and using faggots does not change a Man’s sexual orientation. I love this so much, because, like my Master Chris, it shows Master Andre is an intelligent and emotionally-confident Alpha.

You can hear the joy in Master Andre’s words when describing his breeding of Alberto, or how obediently Alberto worships/services his cock and balls. You can hear the pride Master Andre has when he describes Alberto’s eagerness to adhere to Master Francesco’s strict diet, knowing that Alberto is a “good boy” always seeking to please him! These are powerful and resonant emotions Master Andre has, ones that come from a perfect Hierarchical alignment of a true Alpha coming to completely own a true faggot.

There’s no doubt Master Andre will eventually go on to fall in love with a woman and have children with her. Before that happens, he will likely have other girlfriends and enjoy lots of pussy.

But none of those relationships will be able to give Master Andre the one thing he now knows he needs as an Alpha: POWER. Because of Alberto’s faithful and loyal worship of him, Master Andre is slowly realizing he is meant for so much more than ordinary Men. He’s understanding the great and charismatic power he wields, gifts he received from nature at birth and will define the rest of his life.

There’s no going backward. Master Andre has a throne to which he was born to ascend! And his beloved Alberto will always be proudly kneeling at his feet!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling a father named Sir Alex grappling with the fact that his beloved son Samuel is a faggot meant to serve Alphas. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

People mistake this site (and my efforts) as some sort of fake nonsense that caters to freakish fetishes.

How wrong they are! Time and time again I prove all of my haters wrong by my RESULTS, which by any metric are stunning and incomparable. I’m not bragging when I say this. I’m using the truth of Hierarchy to deeply change the lives of unbelievable numbers of people.

So go support degrading meme sites or straight dudes who show you their feet for cash if you must. THIS is where MAGIC happens on a daily basis. There is nothing like this place anywhere else.

The latest evidence of this site’s mission of transformation comes from a story that has touched me so deeply that I’ve lost sleep over it. It involves a wonderful father named Sir Alex who came to me desperate to reach his feminine son Samuel. You may recall that, when Sir Alex first wrote to me, his son was withdrawn and seemed to be deeply depressed. Desperate for answers, he was directed by a gay Alpha friend named Pablo to reach out to me for help.

The main issue was this: Master Pablo (and his Alpha husband) offered to have Samuel stay at their house for a weekend. We’re all guys here, so we know what THAT meant … but Sir Alex was understandably uncomfortable and unsure about letting Samuel do that.

I encouraged Sir Alex to let it happen (even though I was also a little uncomfortable about it) and see what it might lead to. Ultimately, I figured an Alpha who is a good friend to Sir Alex and who reads this site should be trustworthy enough to care for Samuel.

Well, guess what happened?

Hi Sam, this is Alex again, Samuel’s father.

I want to thank you for your last answer. You are very kind. Samuel is 19, he’s an adult, and he deserves to live his life as he wants to.

I’ve been thinking a lot about my son and how to make him happy, so I decided to allow him to stay the weekend at Pablo’s house. I admit that I was anxious at first, but I trust my best friend, so I just tried to get my mind busy with other stuff (I must admit that I invited over a girl who I’d been talking to on Instagram, and had sex for the first time in many years). My boy did not say anything on Saturday but Sunday morning he texted me saying “good morning, dad!!” and he was extremely happy and kind, much more than usual. I asked if he was having fun and he said that Pablo and his husband were treating him like a princess. So I stopped texting him and just told him to have fun.

Pablo and his husband dropped him off at my place around 9pm on Sunday. Sam was THRILLED, he hugged me, he had a big smile on his face, and I have no words to describe how relieved I was to see my son happy again. Then Samuel went to take a shower, and I stayed in the living room with Pablo and his husband having a beer. I asked them what they’d done to my son to make him so happy, they just chuckled and said that I should be proud because my son is a really good boy.

I told them that I didn’t want him to smoke cigarettes or drink alcohol and they said that I had nothing to worry about because Sam was perfectly healthy. After a few hours drinking with them, Sam was already asleep in his bedroom and the guys were more relaxed, so Pablo said “well, can I be brutally honest with you, man?” I said of course, because I had no secrets with my son. Then Pablo asked if I had visited this website and I said that I had been reading a few things, although skipping the videos. So he said “well, so you’ll understand this: I am an Apex Alpha, my husband is a God Alpha, and Samuel…” then his husband interrupted, already quite drunk, and said “And Samuel is a joy!”

Pablo did not want to give more details, so he kept trying to hold him husband back, but it didn’t take to long for them to tell me what happened. Pablo did not touch my son at any moment, the whole plan was taking Samuel for his husband. He said that he has seen Samuel growing up and didn’t want to be his first man because he was afraid my son would fall in love and things would get worse, which I found very generous of him. So what basically happened during this weekend was that Pablo’s husband took Samuel’s virginity and apparently my son very much enjoyed it.

I started having sex with girls when I was 15, so I guess 19 is about time for him to do it too. On the next morning, I prepared breakfast for Samuel and asked if he was feeling alright. For my surprise, instead of the stubborn/rebel mood he usually has, he looked at me and said “I love you dad” out of a sudden, I was caught out of guard and said “I love you too, son, and I always will, no matter what.” Then I told him that it would be embarrassing to talk about this with me, but I am his father and it was my duty to talk about safe sex with him. So I talked about condom, and lube, and prep, and everything else. I work at a hospital, so although I have not taken prep, I am very familiar with this universe.

I thought he would be embarrassed and refuse to answer, but he said that he knew everything about it and that I didn’t need to worry. After a short silence, he looked at me, already laughing, and said “you already know what I did with them, right?” I know that the vast majority of straight fathers would hate to see their sons happy because they were fucked, but there is nothing more important than my son’s happiness, so I laughed along and said “well, I don’t know the details, but I just want to make sure you are okay.” Then Sam was very honest with me and said that he had a huge crush on Pablo and was hoping to do something with him, but once they arrived in their home, Pablo said that he wasn’t comfortable to touch him because they were like family, but Pablo’s husband wanted to “know him better”. Then Samuel laughed again and just said “well, he taught me everything that I needed to know”.

I just asked if the guy had treated him well, and Samuel said he felt like a real princess. We laughed again, finished breakfast together, and for the first time in many years we had a joyful morning together. I had to leave for work, so I left him home, but when I was back around 5pm he had cooked dinner for us and cleaned the whole house. We had dinner together and I asked him if he wanted to see Pablo’s husband again. Samuel opened a big smile and said “well, I would love to, but only if you agree”. I asked if they were boyfriends and I told him that he should look for a boyfriend his age to build a life together and he said, “well father, I am 19, I don’t wanna build a life now, I just wanna have fun, and I had a lot of fun with him”.

We laughed again, I begged him to be responsible and he promised that he would not do anything crazy. I called my friend Pablo again and said that everything was a little confusing for me because I have always imagined my son with a nice boyfriend who would take care of him, and not having sex with my best friend’s husband. But it was true that Samuel’s mood had improved one million times. Pablo then told me that they like to bring other guys from time to time, so they usually have someone in their house every other week.

Then Pablo said “man, I know you’re worried about your son’s safety, but trust me, if my husband doesn’t do it, somebody else will. And I don’t want to see this boy who I love so much in the hands of random men”. And now I see that he is right. I can’t keep Sam at home and make him wait for an ideal husband to take his virginity. I know very well how the world of Grindr works for gay guys and the last thing I want is to see my son looking for random man, so I will let him keep seeing Pablo’s husband. I talked to his husband after calling Pablo and he told me not to worry because he knew what he was doing and he would never hurt my son’s feelings. And he even said that I should use this time alone to stop worrying so much about Sam and have some sex. And in fact, that’s what I did, because the girl who I saw last week is coming here again next Saturday, and Sam will spend the weekend with them again.

I don’t know if I’ll be able to keep you updated because I’ve been really busy. But after your thoughtful comments to my last message, I wanted to let you know that everything is going well and, most importantly, Samuel is happier than ever. Last week has been a true turning point in his life, and although different from the life I imagined for him, I just want to see him happy. To be honest, I consider myself an open-minded father, but I guess that part of being open-minded is understanding that some people, no matter gay or straight, do not want to have a long-lasting marriage with kids. I should stop projecting my dreams on my son and just support him no matter what.

I’m not crying … YOU’RE crying!

First of all, I must commend Sir Alex with the highest praise my little faggot fingers can express. The deep love he has for his son is breathtaking. I never had a father like him, nor have most of the faggots who follow this site. I can’t even describe the ache in my heart right now because of Sir Alex’s perfect fatherly love. Thank you, Sir! Thank you from the bottom of my heart!

I had a feeling that Master Pablo was either an Alpha or an Apex Alpha and married to a God Alpha. Alpha couple dynamics are something I’ve had to learn piecemeal over the years since I’m not privy to that information personally, but the rules of Hierarchy help me predict things like this. Both Alphas sound like astoundingly powerful Men, as well as the kindest and most caring Protector Alphas on the planet. What they’ve done here, utilizing all of the gifts nature bestowed upon them, was to help Samuel realize his true purpose.

Out of all the mind-boggling things Alphas accomplish in our world, this simple, natural act is one of the greatest.

Master Pablo and his God Alpha husband saved a dear faggot’s life!

Samuel’s infectious joy upon returning to his astounded father made me think of the example of a dog. As a puppy, it is wild and unrestrained and it gets into trouble often. This makes the puppy frustrated because its owner is angry with it. Then the puppy goes to obedience school, and its owner works with it and teaches it lessons that produce positive results. What’s always the outcome? A happy dog that is confident at its owner’s side!

It is the same with a faggot!

Before being taken in by those two Alphas, Samuel was dejected and alone, confused about his purpose. But during his weekend with these Alphas, he was trained and shown what he was born to be. All of the pieces jumbled in his mind were snapped into place for the first time. The pathway was cleared, and bright light replaced darkness.

And like a trained puppy, Samuel emerged and returned to Sir Alex confident and focused! That is what the truth of Hierarchy – expertly applied by skilled and knowledgeable Alphas – can do for inferiors!

I’m so happy that Sir Alex was able to receive Samuel back home restored to life again! What a joy that must’ve been for him! And I’m thankful he’s such a kind and thoughtful father to such a good boy!

I cannot tell you how I feel right now. I’m so grateful to Sir Alex, Master Pablo, and his husband for allowing me to be a part of this and for being allowed to share it for all of the other faggots (and Alphas) out there confused or depressed about their own path!

Find truth and embrace it! Hierarchy Is Truth!

The following post is part of a thread following a 30-year-old Italian Alpha named Francesco who is living in America with a 19-year-old faggot. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

It’s funny … Over the course of ten years with this site I’ve rarely covered the dismissal of a faggot. I’ve talked about my own dismissals, of course, but rarely any others. I’m sure it’s because faggots aren’t too keen to talk about their failures, and Alphas don’t generally want anything like that to tarnish their own reputation.

But Master Francesco is not a typical Alpha.

His recently-published diet plan for faggots was a huge hit with the readership, and there was a lot of chatter about it among faggots. What the diet plan revealed to me (aside from it’s clinically well-balanced ingredients) was an Alpha who thinks deeply about issues, considers all of the angles, and then strategically implements them for maximum effect. I’m always thrilled to speak with Alphas like him because his intelligence and precision fascinates me. How could a faggot not want to be owned by a Man like him??

But where I see an Alpha whose every word I’d die to obey, his latest faggot only saw as an authoritarian dictator who wouldn’t allow him to do whatever he wanted. What a shame!

You’ll recall that Master Francesco wrote the diet plan in response to the chubby faggot he owned with terrible eating habits that interrupted anal sex. With almost God-like patience and thoughtfulness, Master Francesco implored the faggot to take better care of itself.

But Alphas – even Master Francesco – won’t remain patient forever:

Hey, this is Francesco from Italy, the Alpha who teaches faggots how to eat well.

I’m sorry to tell you that I don’t have a sexy update today, but I believe it’s important to share what happened with me for boys to see what can happen when they insist on their bad behavior. I was going out with a beautiful fag for several weeks, the one who was always bloated and ate only chicken nuggets with french fries. I told him twice how he needed to change his eating habits, I prepared a whole menu for him, and told him I was willing to pay for his food. Not only he was always bloated and took hours to clean himself, but he was also getting chubby. So I tried to be reasonable and prepared a second menu for him. I was very patient and adapted the original menu for an easier one to follow, but still with fibers and lots of water. He disobeyed again and refused to follow it. Then last week I brought him home and was really horny, when I started fucking him the fag literally started to fart on my cock, even after an hour in my bathroom getting ready. It was a huge turn off, I got soft and didn’t want to use him anymore. I know that accidents happen and I’m always patient with my fags, but I told him that he needed to change his habits. Then he said for the third time that he would not, but I could keep him as a cocksucker without fucking his ass if I wanted.

Then I needed to make a tough decision and send him back home. I don’t like the feeling of dismissing a fag like that, but he was already testing my patience. I gave him all the chances to change and in return he gave me disobedience and disrespect. I am 30, he is 19, so I bet he will regret in the future, but it will be too late.

I went on Grindr and found another boy to unload my balls, but I hope to find a good fag to have at home soon. I don’t like using random fags who I haven’t trained. That’s it, Sam. I let this twink go, but there are one million more for my cock to breed. I hope the diet I sent you has helped your audience. If at least one good boy can improve their service with it, I am already happy.

Out of respect for Master Francesco, I will refrain from saying terrible things about this embarrassing, selfish faggot. Needless to say, I’m horrified by its behavior.

Still, the faggot’s terrible choice and its dismissal only allows us to see Master Francesco’s glory even better. What a sterling example of Alphahood he is, and what a wonderful precedent he sets for other Alpha Masters out there! He’s exactly the kind of Alpha every faggot should hope to find and serve better than this faggot did!

I thank and praise Master Francesco for everything he’s brought to this site. I cherish any Alpha who can say something as selfless as this: “I hope the diet I sent you has helped your audience. If at least one good boy can improve their service with it, I am already happy.” THAT is the voice of a TRUE MASTER and PROTECTOR ALPHA, one who reigns in such a way that all of his Kingdom is elevated!

Thank you, Master Francesco!

This post is part of a thread following a faggot named Giovanni who is owned by Master Lorenzo. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

I’ve met so many amazing faggots over the course of ten years, faggots I never imagined would reflect the same values and devotion toward service that I have. When I started this site in 2015, I felt like I was the only sub experiencing these things. Now I’m surrounded by so many impressive faggot brothers, all of whom I’ve come to dearly love and treasure.

One of my dearest little brothers is the adorable Giovanni, the primary faggot of Master Lorenzo. Now, most likely I felt an initial pull toward Gio because of my deep respect and awe for Master Lorenzo (that happens when you make a God Alpha cum!), but Gio’s relentless devotion to proper service and his general enthusiasm made my heart explode.

As you may remember, I recently wrote about Master Lorenzo’s desire to fuck and breed his Alpha brother Master Jose, and how that was planned to happen at the end of August. Now that we are approaching Master Jose’s arrival in Brazil from Mexico, Master Lorenzo has made a special request of his special faggot Giovanni:

Hi Sam!! This is Giovanni <3 

how are you today my beautiful brother??

I saw the picture that you put for my last message with the confession and omg I love so much that!! And the ass is really similar to my ass hahaha really is, Lorenzo read everything and said that you found a perfect twink that looks like me, he said that I am a good boy for telling the truth and that it is all good now I don’t need to worry <3 <3 I’m happy with my Master Sam!! he’s so perfect

But I have something to tell you!! Lorenzo told me to talk to you about this. So Jose will arrive here next Sunday!! Omg I’m sooooo excited, and Lorenzo gave to me and to Rafael a very detailed schedule to prepare everything. We are caged of course, but also preparing the house, the right food, the sheets for the bed, the dildos, the lube, the plugs, etc. But last night Lorenzo fucked me missionary, kissing me, and telling how much he loves me, and it was super amazing. After that, I was on his chest as I always do and he said that he want me to be a really good boy for Jose. I said that of course, I would let Jose do anything with me and would always behave well. But them Lorenzo said that he wants to try a double penetration on me!! Omg Sam, I was sooo scared!! He said that his priority will be fucking and breeding Jose, but we’ll have a lot of time to have fun and he wants me to get fucked by them at the same time. He said that Rafael is too tight for that and I have enough experience to try. He thinks it will be important to get closer to his Alpha brother Jose.

I want to be a good boy but I’m sooo scared Sam!! he kissed me again and said that he won’t force me to do it if I don’t want. He said that I can take him in my ass and Jose in my mouth and that’s okay. But he will be really proud of me if I do it. Before we slept, he gave me specific orders to ask your opinion about it and share with your audience this situation.

Our Master Lorenzo is a really good Man, so I don’t need to worry about that. But at the same time I want to make him proud! He saved my life so many times… I think he deserves to have this dp with his brother Jose. I talked to Jose too and he said that he would love to do it and want to see if I will be a good boy for him. Actually Jose said that after submitting to Lorenzo he will fuck me extra hard to prove that he is a real Alpha!! Omg Sam, I’m so excited for next week, but I don’t know what to do!!

If you were in my place Sam, serving this perfect and amazing Master Lorenzo, would you try a dp to please him and Master Jose?? He said “no pressure” and that he will love me no matter what, but want me to ask you before deciding!!

I love you sooo much Sam! Thank you for being my big brother and thank you for this super sexy picture you put to represent me, I love this!! <3 <3

How exciting is that??

Full disclosure: I’ve never been double-penetrated anally before, only the more traditional, Ozzie & Harriet style with one in my throat and the other in my ass. It’s not that I was ever against it, but it was just never brought up. My Masters always remarked how tight my pussy was despite years of use/abuse (thanks, Kegel exercises!), so maybe they figured I’d never get two dicks in there at the same time. I dunno.

Personally, the anal DP always seemed a little awkward and clumsy in porn, with the bottom Alpha’s dick getting less action and satisfaction. Neither Alpha can really see the other one or really control the action, which also seems to defeat some of the purpose. But what do I know?

To answer Gio’s question, I would definitely do it if Master Lorenzo told me he wanted to do that. To prepare, I would be working my hole with the largest dildos I have (I have one huge black dildo that would be perfect). Additionally, I would be trying to stretch my hole as much as I could using Caged Jock’s chopstick method of hole stretching I wrote about here. This could be a fun exercise Master Lorenzo could try with Giovanni to prepare it for the coming DP.

Most of all, Giovanni knows as well as I do that no harm will ever come to him because Master Lorenzo is, first and foremost, a great Protector Alpha. Yes, he sometimes wants to push the limits of his faggots because he is a Man with great power and even greater desires. But regardless, he will never endanger or try to hurt his faggots. That alone should ease my little brother’s fear or anxiety. He’s in the very best hands!

I’m looking forward to Master Jose’s arrival! It should be a hot time of revelry and passion, and many things will be learned under Master Lorenzo’s control!

My brother and friend Giovanni will be right in the middle of it all! What a privilege!

I love you, Gio. Thank you for updating me! (P.S. I made your post header even sexier! A gift!)

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the hierarchical adventures of a 19-year-old straight Alpha from France named Master Jerome as he takes ownership of his first three faggots. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!

I’m so grateful to the newest generation of straight Alphas rising among us. Raised on knowledge from the internet, these new straight Alphas intellectually and empathetically understand the purpose of faggots, and appreciate it.

They also seem to comprehend this vital truth: true power comes from ownership WITHOUT violence and cruelty. Any dumbfuck can beat an inferior male and get him to submit. But the truly powerful Alpha is worshiped willingly and eagerly by his subs.

I’ve been blessed to know many young Alphas who exemplify this new generation of Kings. Among them, Master Jerome stands apart.

At just 19 years old, I swear straight Master Jerome is already more advanced and more powerful than harsher Alphas twice his age. In fact, Master Jerome consults with these Alphas and already has the composure to reject some of their dubious advice. His integrity makes him even more powerful. What he’s done with Fag C – the one he discovered was raped and infected with HIV – is by itself the gold standard for every Protector Alpha. In my opinion, he’s one of the very greatest God Alphas to ever grace this site or my life.

Master Jerome’s first summer as an Owner of faggots is coming to an end, so he wanted to share an update:

Hey Sam, this is your Master Jerome from France.

Summer is almost over here and I can say this has been the best summer of my life. Fag C is making excellent progress with his therapy and the group of hiv+ people that I found for him. He still struggles a lot with getting fucked in certain positions, though. Last night he was my little spoon and I started kissing his neck and getting hard, we were both wearing just underwear and I went on top of him, with his ass up. He immediately said “please, don’t fuck me in this position.” In a very respectful way as always, but begging me not to fuck him without eye contact. I hate his ex-bf for having traumatized my boy, but there is nothing I can do now to change the past. What matters is that he’s happy with me and, whenever I wanna fuck him in missionary or cowgirl position, his hole is ready for me.

I’ve been thinking a lot about how different faggots react differently to different positions. Among my three boys, I deal with very distinct personalities… Fag A is a total slut (which is a huge compliment), Fag B is romantic but knows how to behave like a bitch when I want, and Fag C is my precious little fag who is always begging to be loved and protected. And these different personalities require different positions and approaches when I fuck them. I’ve been in touch with other Alphas online and most of them don’t care about how the fag reacts to their cocks, they just fuck and throw them out. I can’t blame my brothers, when my balls are full I also want to unload them as soon as possible. But taking care of my fags and fucking them in the positions they like is so much better. My brothers have no idea what they’re missing… when a fag feels respected, he behaves MUCH BETTER, becomes a truly good boy. That’s the case with my three boys now.

What I’ve been doing is: I fuck Fag A doggy style and I get quite rough, grabbing his hair or his neck with one hand, while spanking him with the other. I love to spank a fag’s ass and he can take it as rough as I want. Of course, he would take my cock in any position but he loves doggy and for me it’s the perfect way to fulfil what Fag C cannot do for me. Then I usually fuck Fag B putting him on his stomach on the bed, ass up, then I put my whole weight on him, keep his legs open, and hug him from behind, crossing my arms around his chest. He feels safe, but at the same time completely helpless because he can’t move at all unless I allow him to. And he loves it. I like to bang his hole feeling my balls touching his ass, while I kiss his neck. I found out that Fag B likes when I bite his neck, like a vampire lol not too strong to hurt him of course, but now when I fuck him I leave at least two big hickeys on his neck. He told me that the feeling of my cock stretching his pussy while my teeth mark his neck is the best thing ever, so I don’t mind making my boy happy. And then, my sweet boy Fag C, as you know, is the most fragile one. So I am way less rough with him, but always firm because I don’t him to think that we’re equals. He loves sucking my cock, so I usually give it to him for a long head, but when I’m getting close I tell him to stop and enter his pussy. Because he gets scared with my cock without eye contact (which is completely understandable), I usually start with him riding my cock, so he can feel in charge and safer. Then I move to missionary and fuck him nice and deep, shooting my load as deep as I can. And I kiss his lips during the whole process, repeating things like “you’re my good boy” and “you’re doing so great” and “you make me so proud”

So that’s it Sam, life is going really well here. Some of the Alpha I made friends with tell me to fuck Fag C in whatever positions I want, otherwise I will spoil him. They think he will eventually start answering back and refuse to serve me if I accept his terms. But I do not agree with them. My boy has been great; he’s by far the best cocksucker among the three faggots and if he is not ready yet to be fucked in the positions that traumatized him, my role as an Alpha is to be respectful. He knows his place and never disrespects me, so I don’t see any reason to fuck him in a position he doesn’t enjoy.

Take care, Sam

How can anyone not just fall in love with an Alpha like Master Jerome?

I do understand what these Alphas are trying to emphasize with Master Jerome in regard to forcing them to obey or risk spoiling them. However, Master Jerome quickly recognized that such an approach is more fetish-based than based in reality. He wants to own these faggots long-term, so he knows the importance of building and maintaining the trust of his faggots. That trust morphs into genuine (not forced) respect, something Master Jerome absolutely wants.

I dearly love the importance Master Jerome places on breeding. He recognizes the physiological and psychological power his superior cum has when he pumps it into their pussies. Every straight or gay Alpha that refuses to breed faggots is missing this vital component of true power.

As Master Jerome deepens his ownership of his three loyal faggots, it should be interesting to see how he navigates girlfriends and romantic relationships going forward. Knowing him, I imagine it will be relatively easy. I’m sure females respond to his natural influence and charisma the same as his fags do.

On a side note: what is going on in France?? I know so many Alphas and faggots in France! I realize the word “hierarchy” is of French origin, but the country remains the true epicenter of the Hierarchical movement.

And Master Jerome is the God Alpha leading us all toward a brighter and better future! Thank you, Master Jerome!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the submission of a faggot named Liam to a younger black co-worker named Master Thabo. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

I get a lot of questions (mainly from faggots) about how to serve Alphas they know from their workplace. It’s only natural given how much time we all spend at work and the nature of the workplace as a largely Alpha environment. Of course, approaching a workplace Alpha for service is tougher today given the stricter rules surrounding workplace harassment.

But sometimes good fortune smiles on a faggot with a pure desire to be of service.

Recently I was privileged to meet a faggot named Liam, and he told me the extraordinary story of how he came to be owned by a younger black Alpha named Thabo. The ending will really surprise you!

I am now 41 so probably deemed an older fag, and I didn’t fully start to acknowledge my status until I came across the old website about 8 years ago. 

Before then I had a couple of failed female relationships, and managed to father a child. 

However there was always something missing. Growing up I had interactions with other boys but had always put it down to teenage hormones. 

Anyway 8 years ago I started to explore the notion of being an Alpha. It was around that time I had just broken up with the mother of my child, I was living alone, and the more I read the more I recognised myself in the stories of Alphas/Faggots. 

I was a bit drunk one evening (And I have to say a bit depressed about my current situation). I went onto Grindr and started looking around me. Initially I wasn’t sure I wanted to meet, but I wanted to see what was out there – one profile attracted my attention. It was a black guy – no face pics, but he was advertising that he was looking for a faggot cocksucker. The word faggot was what struck me the most. 

After an hour or two of deliberation, I plucked up the courage to say a simple hello. 

What followed was a solid 5 hours of exchanging messages. I asked him about the use of that word, and explained about the hierarchy I was discovering. He recognised it too, and had also seen the FWA website. Slowly but surely he started to show the Alpha he was – coaxing me into submitting to him. That evening, even though we didn’t meet, he coaxed me to serve him – sending pictures of myself. We even exchanged phone numbers and he had me on a video call humiliating myself. I never saw his face, just his torso. 

Roll on the next day and I couldn’t get him out of my head, but I still didn’t know his name, or what he looked like. I messaged him a good morning but didn’t get a response. Hours passed and nothing. Figuring it was a one hit encounter I focussed on my work – I am a junior manager at the firm I work for. 

Throughout the work day I walked down to the warehouse, and started to notice the people down there – mostly black people. 

I carried out what I needed to do and returned to my office, when I realised I had a whatsapp message. It was him – commenting on how I looked very different in my work suit compared to my birthday suit. 

By this point reality hit in- He worked for the same firm as me. I was panicking, and pleaded with him to be discreet. He replied laughing and said don’t worry – the secret is safe for now, as long as I was a good boy. He then said for me to meet him in a rarely used bathroom next to the warehouse at 4pm. He wanted to find me standing facing the wall, hands on my head.  I still didn’t know who he was! 

The next two hours were a form of torture – 4pm never seemed so far away, but eventually it came, and I nervously walked down. I passed various colleagues who exchanged pleasantries, offered to go for a post work drink, and so on, and all I could think about was what was coming. 

I found the bathroom, and entered, nervously. I adopted the position and waited. My mouth dry, legs slightly shaking until after 10 minutes the door opened. And then he was there, behind me. I fought every instinct to turn around, as he reached round me, undid my belt and slid down my pants and underwear. He told me to kick off my shoes and socks and step out of my pants. He then picked up my boxers, placed them over my head and told me to turn round and kneel. 

I sucked him off – there and then, still unable to see him until he eventually came in my mouth.

He then pushed a sock into my mouth and pulled the boxers off my head. 

For the first time I saw who he was – he worked in the warehouse and was at least 3 levels of seniority below me, yet somehow he wasn’t. He was an Alpha. He held the sock in my mouth and started to speak, explaining how he now owned me, and I was going to do everything he said, otherwise my pictures were being shared to everyone in the office.

That was my first interaction with him, and I knew from then on I was his. Of course there was some reluctance on my part – I had never been a faggot before, but he trained me. He has shown incredible amounts of patience, molding me into what he wanted. 

During Covid he moved in with me, (During a period lockdowns were relaxed). Then another lockdown hit and we had a lot of time together, where he could really cement my training. He controlled everything – my phone, my clothing, even my money (He has never asked me for money, but he does control what I can spend it on). More and more I got used to being kept naked, caged and controlled. He started showing me off to his black friends when they were on zoom calls together, and damn that was humiliating.

He still lives with me, and we have progressed that now I am always kept naked at home. Everyone connected to me personally knows my status. He shares me with his alpha friends, both sexually and domestically.

We are planning to get married soon, but the service will be around me declaring my servitude to him. 

I think I have covered most of our Journey, I am sure there are parts that people will want more detail on though, so happy to expand where people want it.

Fag Liam

Can you believe how well that worked out??

First of all, I’m really humbled and surprised that both Liam and Master Thabo were readers of FagsWorshipAlphas.com, the site that led into this one. That site and this one (as well as the podcast) have had more reach and influence than I ever anticipated when I started it ten years ago! While I’m sure Master Thabo needed little help from me to embrace his truth, it’s nice that my work helped Liam accept his faghood and finally take the steps needed to find fulfillment!

That bathroom encounter was a bold first move, but anybody who knows anything about black Alphas knows they fear very little. They have the dick and the power to make any opposers stand down and/or submit. But the more significant impact of his bold first move was to impress upon his new faggot Liam that he is a fearless Master who expects obedience and service wherever he might demand it.

It seems like Master Thabo has done an excellent job training Liam to be exactly that obedient slave every black Alpha deserves, including serving his Alpha Pack brothers sexually and domestically! This is a wonderful compliment Master Thabo is paying Liam, because he is proud of his faggot!

In fact, he’s so proud of his faggot that he’s planning to MARRY him! For those keeping score, this will be the FIFTH Alpha/faggot marriage to come (in part) from this site and my efforts! Name another site anywhere on the World Wide Web that can match the record of what is being accomplished here DAILY! Don’t even bother because it doesn’t exist!

I think Liam’s story should be one all aging faggots should meditate upon. Sure, Liam is just 41 years old, so it’s not like he’s ready for the old folk’s home … but he’s obviously insecure about it (mainly due to the fact that his Master is several years younger). My point is this: it’s NEVER too late to find an Alpha to serve in some way! Humble yourself and earnestly offer yourself, and Alphas will find a way to use you and incorporate you into their lives!

I thank my brother Liam for sharing his incredible story!

When I first met Angela, the former girlfriend of the exceptional Master Andre, I thought she was part of the new wave of females who understood the true dominant needs of Alphas. I mean, here she was on THIS SITE asking for advice on how to get straight Master Andre to own and use his faggot best friend Alberto! It seemed to be a new era was dawning.

Of course, as it turned out, it wasn’t an appreciation for Alphahood that was driving Angela’s actions, but rather a selfish fetish.

Master Andre rightfully and decisively broke things off with Angela over her attempt to secretly trap Master Andre through pregnancy, an act so despicable that my brother Alberto had no choice but to tell his Master. Since then I’ve been blessed by a letter from Master Andre himself that revealed the great love and wisdom of a growing King.

I was thankful that Master Andre had avoided Angela’s trap and got rid of her, and I hoped that would be the end of it. Sadly, Angela is bitter and resentful over what happened, so she decided to write me the following letter.

I wasn’t going to publish it, but then I decided to display it to all of the straight Alphas out there watching this unfold. You straight Alphas need to make a choice – own and use faggots, or take a risk of having a hateful shrew like Angela ruin your life!

Here’s her letter:

This is Angela again. I didn’t want to say anything else here, but since the situation got out of control, I will send you just one last message. I know it is very easy to see me as a horrible person because of what I tried to do with Andre, but I never meant to hurt Alberto’s feelings. I just did what is right. Andre loves my pussy, he really does, and getting pregnant would be the best way to make sure he would fuck me forever. Yes, I wanted him to get rid of Alberto, but just because I think the faggot should be with somebody else, not with my man. I think you are all forgetting that I am the only reason why Andre fucks Alberto, otherwise the faggot would be wandering around the house hungry for his cock but would’ve never admitted what he feels. And Andre had enough women in his bed every week, so he would never consider fucking the boy. So the very least you all should do is thanking me: you should thank me for introducing them to your work, Andre should thank me for teaching him how to conquer Alberto, and Alberto above all should kiss my feet and thank me everyday for finding a way for him to suck the big cock he always wanted to suck. But no, instead of being grateful for what I have done, Andre broke up with me, Alberto betrayed my trust and told everything to Andre, and you Sam are now suggesting that I am the wrong one in this throuple. Unbelievable… I was willing to give Andre the honor to give him a child, and Alberto could just stop sucking his cock and find another man. But no, the three of you got together against me. Because I refuse to take his cock in my ass, do you really think I am selfish? Andre is selfish for not being happy with all the holes he had for him and Alberto is even more selfish for not acknowledging that without me he would be a frustrated faggot forever. I really love Alpha-fag content, I won’t lie, but I am really disappointed with the three of you. I will now just find somebody else and leave them alone, but I know question if Andre really is an Alpha man if he chooses a faggot over a hot girl. Well, I hope you are all happy now, but I don’t want to get involved anymore. I wish you all the best without me. Good luck in your life.

Okay, let me address Angela directly:

Angela, I gave you credit for helping Master Andre see the value of faggot ownership. I think Master Andre did as well.

But ultimately, you only did it to satisfy your own desires. It wasn’t about helping to serve Master Andre’s needs, but rather your own. That is the textbook definition of selfishness.

You say “Andre loves my pussy” like your pussy is somehow different from the other four billion slimy gashes out there. Master Andre loves ANY pussy; there’s nothing special about yours, sweetheart.

Again, selfishness.

I cannot even begin to comprehend how you think you can defend yourself when you tried to trap Master Andre by secretly getting pregnant by him! Do you not understand how fucked-up that is? A baby is a precious new life and responsibility, not a ploy or bargaining chip in your stupid and desperate attempt at control! It disgusts me completely. You should be ashamed of yourself, but you’re far too conceited to feel shame.

Ultimately, you failed in a contest with a faggot like Alberto because Alberto actually worships and honors Master Andre. Alberto selflessly serves Master Andre’s needs before anything else, and he faithfully guards his Master’s interests against threats like YOU.

You wouldn’t know anything about that level of submission and service, because you only know selfishness, manipulation, and lies. Master Andre was right to toss you into the trash like a used condom.

However, there is a bright side to your despicable behavior, Angela. Bitter, ignorant harpies like you are the reason more and more straight Alphas are turning to faggots for the worship they crave. And faggots will ALWAYS be there, on their knees, ready to serve.

Here’s a pro-tip: if you ever have the chance to have another God Alpha like Master Andre in your life, resist your natural impulses and use Alberto’s great example as a guide. You’ll do much better than you did here.

So I guess we are back to the drawing board with straight females. I doubt females will ever fully accept the ownership of faggots by their husbands and boyfriends. That’s okay, I guess; after all, we’ve been a DL part of Alpha lives until this point, so things will just remain the same.

But I’m grateful for strong Alphas like Master Andre who choose loyal faggots over selfish and disloyal females! If more straight Alphas did that, a change might actually happen!

Here’s a raw, intimate look at Master @geoscarxxx throat fucking his faggot while reinforcing its place through call/response training. 

I can think of no better way to simultaneously train a faggot physically and mentally than this.

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the life of domination of a God Alpha named Master Jase. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!

I’m often shocked by how disrespectful some faggots are with their Masters. I remember being particularly incensed with Chin when he would repeatedly disrespect and disobey Master Jin (especially considering the life Master Jin provided for him). It simply makes no sense. If an ALPHA chooses a faggot to be his personal property, that faggot should be endlessly grateful, not self-righteous.

That deep respect we faggots should have for Alphas also extends to an Alpha’s Pack as well. Typically an Alpha Pack is made up of an Alpha’s close Alpha friends, but it can also be simply those close to an Alpha. An Alpha considers these people to be an extension of himself, so a faggot should do the same.

Like I said, I find it hard to imagine any faggot showing disrespect to an Alpha, but I really find it hard to understand a faggot showing Master Jase such disrespect. Seriously? He regularly (like, daily?) destroys males twice his size. He has unparalleled aggression and gym-honed strength. Even if a faggot could match his physical strength, it lacks the internal components Master Jase was born with that makes him one of the most fearsome predators on Earth.

You’d have a better chance of survival while disrespecting a bull … or a T-Rex.

Nevertheless, some fags have a death wish, and Master Jase has provided us with a great example. Listen to his account:

I think you’d be interested in this past weekend’s punishment-training of a fag who doesn’t know his place. I mentioned a few days ago that I had a roided up fag choking on my cock as I messaged you. While his weekend-long punishment may have ended, breaking his will and his submission is only starting. His name for now is mutt. You know I attach importance to titles. Sluts are above fags, fags are above mutts. 

To keep a long story short, the now roided fag disrespected not only one of my social circle friends, but also chose to insult me. I had a night out with my social circle, and he confronted one of my social circle friends in such an arrogant, demeaning, cocky and entitled way that he had all my instincts pulsing to be released. 

I had him grabbed by his collar and pinning him against a wall, ordering him to apologise. He does so, but then sealed his fate by demanding I let him go, referring to me as “this kung fu chink”.

You can imagine how it ended for him. I had his face slammed into the carpet and pinned, grinding it with a barely leashed alpha fury. I easily dragged him down to a car where one of my friends, who has served me before, drove me home. I had him, a man twice my size ripped with my muscle, meekly kneeling on the back-seat while I had a hand fisted in his hair the whole time.

I told him to cancel all his plans. I took his phone and slapped and punched his face around for good measure. As we got closer to my place, I told the fag that I was going to teach it good manners and behaviours, and I was going to beat it into him. “You’re about to learn your place as dirt barely worthy to touch my feet.”

He learnt swiftly that despite the size difference, I outpowered him. I choked and punched him til he almost lost breath. I kicked him as he weakly rolled underneath me. I pressed his head down into the floor with my foot as I tore his expensive clothes off. I punched him more. I took pleasure in inflicting hard, brutal, alpha violence on his hard, muscled body.

The thrill of manhandling and subdueing a strong built man into a overpowered muscle fag never gets old. Nothing gets my blood pumping and my cock harder than physically dominating a larger hunk. Nothing says owned and conquered like the now naked fag weakly crawling on the ground towards my feet, beaten and red, and I’m standing over him, dressed to impress, my muscles pumped from overpowering him. 

I let my in-house slut watch as both entertainment and reward. He knelt nearby, captivated by my every move, and I knew he was hungry and waiting to serve and obey my next command for him. But I was far from done with the pathetic mutt. 

I planted my boots against his face and made him kiss and lick them. I freed my giant straining cock from my pants, and let it bounce out and loom over the mutt like a battering ram. I could barely see the pathetic fag worshipping my boots under my massively pumped and thick cock. 

My pre pooled on the back of his head, but when he tried to look up, I stamped on his head, pinning it to the ground. He obediently went back to worshiping my boots. When I finally gave him permission to look up…well. Fag, you of all people will no doubt have understood the absolute look of awe, fear, terror and wonder washed over his face upon seeing my monster cock looming over him.

I let my cock sway over the fag’s face for some time, before commanding him to tell me what he sees. “It’s so fucking big. You have such glorious balls and dick,” the fag began babbled, and I could hear him instinctively sniff in my scent. I could see his eyes transfixed on the slight flexing of my cock above him.

I gripped him again by his hair and slapped my cock across his face, letting him feel its immense weight and heat. I told him that my god cock will break him. I will use him. I will own him. “But you’re worthless right now, FAG. You need to earn the right to beg to serve me and my cock.” 

I kicked him away, and he still was spellbound to my cock swinging out of my pants as he collapsed. I beckoned to my in-house slut and told him to make me comfortable. Being the good trained slut bitch he was, he began to undress and worship me at the same time. 

The fag stayed on the ground and watched as my slut slowly pulled my boots and pants off, kissed my feet and snuggled against my legs. He continually thanked me as he made love to my pumped and strong muscles as he got my shirt off and kissed my pecs. Not once did he touch my cock or balls. He knew he didn’t get permission, so he worshipped everything else he could, including my pits. He put on a good show for the mutt.

Now naked, I made the mutt crawl towards me and sniff and lick my bare feet. Gripped him by the hair and made him look and smell at my cock. The fag made a mistake of trying to lick my cock from the overwhelming musk coming from it. I threw him down and punished his face and body, and told him to do it again. One more mistake and I would throw him out.

I held him under my cock for a long time until his face was smeared and dripping in my pre, and his eyes were completely dilated and dazed. I let go of him and the mutt collapsed to the ground, breathless and barely conscious. So fucking pathetic. 

I pulled him back up and crushed his face under my huge cock. Made him stroke my cock with both of his hands. Made him cup and grope my balls. Made him sniff the overpowering scent of my manhood. Had him slowly go to kissing, and then made him hold his tongue out as I dragged my cock up and down, letting him taste my full length.

Finally I stuck my cockhead in his mouth. Told him to open wider, and bent his head back as I let the immense weight of my giant cock push its way in the fag’s mouth. I watched as his lips got taut, and his eyes began to tear up, and his jaws to widen even more. The faggot mutt could barely take in just my cockhead. Yet like all fags when they taste an alpha’s cock, he was instinctively adjusting to take more. His tongue was working, his throat was clenching, and I kept pushing. 

By the end of the first couple hours, he had taken an additional couple inches of my cock and I felt my cockhead press against the back of his throat. More than half my cock was still outside his mouth. I made him stroke the remaining of my cock. Told him to taste. Told him to swallow my pre. I would pull out and slap his face around with both my hand and cock while he gasped for air before I pushed my cock back into his mouth. Force him until he was almost breathless before repeating it all again.

I hadn’t cum at all. You can imagine how throbbingly angry my cock was. My in-house slut had waited all this time, obedient and ready. I told the mutt to lower his head, all the way until his head touched the ground, and made him stay that way while I picked up my slut, slipped out his butt-plug and I pumped my cock into his ready muscled cunt. I made sure to fuck him loud and hard, so the mutt could hear every thrust and every slap. My slut cried and moaned and thanked me as I fucked him all over the room while the mutt remained kneeling and head to the ground. My slut had five assgasms in the one and a half hours I power-fucked him for.

I made the mutt look up as I got closer to breeding my slut. The fag watched as I suspended my slut above him and slammed him up and down my massive cock. I told him to watch what he craved, but needed to earn. I bred my slut so deep and so full that he was overfilling; I felt my cum spurting out his tight abused cunt ring around my cock and freely running down my thighs. 

I pulled out my cock and the mutt moaned so loudly at the sight. I didn’t care, I flipped my slut so I could slide my cock in and out of his open mouth to clean it off cum and pre. Put him down and advanced on the mutt still kneeling. “Look at my cock,” I told the mutt. “You don’t deserve to clean it. You don’t deserve to receive my seed.” I walked and shoved my cockhead into the mutt’s head, making him choke. “You only deserve to taste it.”

This repeated throughout that night and the next day. I would command the mutt constantly. I would wrestle him, pin him, beat his body, then make him worship my pumped muscles. I left for a workout and commanded my in-house slut to wash the mutt. I came home to a clean and kneeling fag, and I shoved his face into my sweaty crotch to lick and sniff. I would tell him to glove up and fight in my home-gym ring, and when he inevitably lost to my overwhelming strength, I would use his body as a living heavy bag and between rounds, drill his mouth wide open.

I gave my in-house slut permission to use the mutt as well. My slut is a pre-alpha in training, so on occasion, I allow him to use what he’s learnt from me. While I pounded another fag in my room, I could hear him instructing the mutt on how to suck his cock. He would report back while worshiping my body and cock about the mutt’s progress. My slut has gotten very good at using his own dominance against inferior fags, using many of my techniques that I have used on him.

On Sunday morning, I painted the mutt’s face with pre, streaking his hair and cheeks in it, and made it tell me if it remembers what it did wrong on Friday. He began crying and pleading, saying he was so sorry for his rudeness, that knew his place now. “Please let me be your fag,” he begged hoarsely. His throat must have been so sore and rough, but he still begged. I pushed my cock against his lips, asked him to show me how much he wanted to be owned. He worshiped my cock and balls like his last meal.

As a final reward, I gripped his head and skull-fucked him for the first time. Letting him feel the same power in my thrusting cock as my punches. All the time, I told him that he will always be nothing but a fag to serve my needs. That he would serve me, but be broken and used how I wanted him to. He could still barely take half my cock in his mouth and throat. He gagged and flailed and cried and drooled, but he had never looked better.

I pulled out and just looked down at him as he heaved and panted. His built body red from days of hard punishment, his lips swollen and some splits, his eyes puffed, his chin soaked in spit and pre and his eyes disfocused. His face was utterly ruined. I turned away and told my slut to take him home, but told the faggot mutt that I would train his cunt the next time.

The dirty-talk was ongoing, fag. Very early on, I told the mutt, “Your only response from now is ‘Yes, Sir’.” He obeyed.
While he worshipped my feet and cock, I gave a lot of one-word commands. They are powerful.
“Crawl.” “Yes, Sir.” He crawled towards me, his eyes still locked onto me. I raised a foot and pressed it into his face. 
“Sniff.” “Yes, Sir.” He took deep inhales, taking in the strong scent of my feet. 
“Lick.” “Yes, Sir.” He slurped and licked over the base and even began to suck on my toes. I then shoved my foot on the back of his head and pinned his face to the ground. 
“Thank me.” “Yes, Sir, thank you, Sir,” was his muffled groaning reply.
When it came to my cock laying on top of his face. “Sniff”. “Kiss.” “Look.” “Keep your tongue out.” Such simple commands yet so powerful when I say it.
When I started to put my cock in his mouth. “Open.” “Wider.” “Taste.” 
I can’t remember all that I said or commanded, but that is just a taster.

It’s been a very long time since I’ve had to punish-train a mutt like this, faggot Sam. It’s a thrill, a reminder that I rule over other men, especially ones so cocky and entitled. That a huge muscled man twice my size and weight is but another demolished ragdoll in front of my superior strength and dominance.

Can you even believe this faggot called Master Jase a “kung-fu chink” to his face?? When I read that, I felt my blood pressure rise. I’m surprised Master Jase didn’t just end the fag’s life right then!

I think it goes without saying that this faggot deserved every bit of the punishment it received.

I’m on record as advocating that Alphas should not physically punish a fag when it misbehaves (because many faggots get off on the abuse). Of course, I would never presume to tell Master Jase how he should train his faggots. He definitely knows what he’s doing!

The extended weekend torture sequence Master Jase described above might not have been as effective without the call/response part when Master Jase was retraining its mind with his boot on its face. I can’t emphasize this enough. Alpha Masters must get inside the MINDS of their faggots through effective training, not violence. A faggot can handle a lot of physical abuse, but it’s the possible loss of access and privileges that really drive it.

But Master Jase is an exceptional Owner of faggots, so he knew exactly how to break this faggot of its disrespect.

Once more I implore my faggot brothers to humble yourselves and treat every aspect of your Master’s life – including his Pack – with the utmost respect and care!

Thank you, Master Jase!

Yours,

sam the faggot

The following post is part of a thread following a 30-year-old Italian Alpha named Francesco who is living in America with a 19-year-old faggot. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

It’s always interesting to me to hear the perspectives of Alphas and faggots from other countries. Even though the roles are the same everywhere, the effects of different societies on that dynamic.

There are plenty of differences between America and Europe. One big difference that has been getting a lot of attention lately is the lack of good, healthy foods in America and the lack of general nutrition. Europeans eat much better, with clean, pure, fresh foods consumed in moderation.

So what does that have to do with the Alpha/faggot dynamic, you ask? Well, a faggot’s ability to be fucked without a mess largely depends on its diet. Cleaner diets filled with fiber make for cleaner pussies.

An Italian Master named Francesco wrote in about his younger American faggot, and the primary concern involved the fag’s poor diet.

Here’s what he said:

I’m 30 and I spent 8 years with my ex-boyfriend, who was my loyal and submissive faggot. I started looking for other boys a few months ago and I found a hot twink willing to submit. He is 19 and calls me daddy when I’m banging him. We don’t live together but our dynamic is very similar to father and son sometimes. He asks permission before going out, we talk about his classes at college, etc. It’s all new to me becase my former bf was older than me, but I admit that it has been nice, I’m enjoying a lot being a 30-year old daddy from 1995 who breeds an obedient twink born in 2005.

But what I want to ask you is specifically about his diet. He is very nice and obedient but we always diverge when it comes to his eating habits. The boy literally eats eggs and bacon, chicken nuggets, and chocolate chip cookies everyday. The healthiest thing he eats is popcorn with butter for an afternoon snack. I’m the exact opposite. I’m very aware of what I eat and have a really balanced diet. Needless to say, besides the potential health problems of what he eats, he often feels bloated or not confident to bottom and I cannot fuck him. When I do fuck him, he spends a long time in the bathroom getting ready. His blowjob is great so it is not too bad, but still I’m not happy with having such a sexy twink for me and fucking no more than once a week because of his diet.

So I gave him an ultimatum last night. I prepared a whole diet plan for him, very detailed, and offered to pay for his food because I know that college students usually are in a tight budget: 1) fiber gummies with vitamins every morning; 2) oatmeal, fruits, chia seeds, nuts, and eggs for breakfast; 3) potatoes, green leaves, tomatoes, fish or chicken breast for lunch; 4) whole  grains, brown rice, salad, fish for dinner.

After I sent him this diet plan, he reacted as if I were telling him to go through a sex change surgery just to please me. He said it’s too much, it’s too crazy, I’m trying to impose my needs on him. So I admit that I felt bad after our conversation, so I thought about reaching out to you because we both love your website. We send each other your posts from time to time but that’s the first time I’m writing to you.

I am Italian, he is born and raised in Texas, so there might be a cultural clash on this issue as well. So I’d like to know your opinion on this. And feel free to tell me I’m wrong if you think that’s the case. Am I wrong in trying to change my boy’s diet? Is it an abusive behavior trying to impose this and I should just accept a twink who often cannot bottom because of his belly full of chicken nuggets and chocolate? If he is right and I am wrong, I am willing to stop talking about it. But we both need an external opinion.

In my mind, a teenage college twink would appreciate a 30-year old fit Italian Alpha with a 6-pack willing to take care of him and pay for all his meals. I am very much open to become his daddy and fulfill his fantasy of having a daddy/Master boyfriend, but changing his diet is non-negotiable for me.

You know, I really love America and everyday I’m grateful for living in this country. I even have an American flag on my front porch. But every time I go home and bang some faggots in Rome, I notice that – with all due respect – American bottoms could probably eat more fibers hahaha just kidding, I love you all, American fags, but please Sam, share your thoughts with us.

This is such an interesting topic, and a surprising one; in ten years, I’ve barely touched on diet tips for faggots.

Master Francesco is wise to focus training on this aspect of his faggot’s habits, because as he states this directly impacts the fag’s service to him.

And Master Francesco is right – a diet heavier in fiber and simple foods (like fruits and vegetables) would not only keep the fag leaner, but it would also help the fag’s colon clean itself better.

Whenever I’ve been very regularly in service, I not only ate leaner, simpler foods, but I also fasted periodically. These fasts were of the three-day variety, but they not only kept me cleaner, but they also gave me increased focus and clarity of mind. I know I benefited greatly from it.

But diet can’t fix attitude. Master Francesco’s faggot is very young, which might explain why it’s rebellious and resisting his demands. But what his fag sees as restrictive, I see as an Alpha’s desire to make his faggot better.

Master Francesco is only 15 years older than his faggot, but his status as an Alpha gives him far more wisdom. Given the way Master Francesco sculpts his own body and life, it’s clear he expects (and deserves) a faggot up to his own standards.

I thank Master Francesco for introducing himself to us, and teaching us fags how to better take care of ourselves so we can better serve our Masters!

Here’s God Alpha @geoscarxxx pinning a faggot down in a car and fucking its throat like a toy.

You never know when an Alpha will decide it’s time to use you … so always be ready to serve!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the conversion and ownership of former Master Bruno into a faggot by powerful Master Juan. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Straight Alphas like Master Juan who start owning and using faggots inherit another nagging problem: WOMEN.

In general, women are highly insecure and overly-sensitive. They actively look for things to upset balance and tranquility. Add to that the rebelliousness and selfishness of the modern Western female, and you have a toxic powder keg always set to explode.

So Alphas don’t need to put up with females and their attitude problems, of course. There are always other willing vaginas for them. But once a straight Alpha discovers faggots, the game becomes almost like four-dimensional chess, and the Alpha has total board advantage.

Master Juan has even more advantage than most other Alphas because he’s a God Alpha. His choices are neverending.

However, that doesn’t mean he’s impervious to frustrations and irritations. Notice what he recently wrote to me:

Hey Sam,
This is Juan, Bruno’s owner from Spain, Lorenzo’s and Jose’s brother. I miss you, boy. We haven’t talked in a while. After spending a month with Lorenzo and Jose, I’m back in Spain, back to work, and back to dump load after load inside of Bruno. We talked a lot about you on our group chat last night and about Jose’s big day on Aug 24. He’s quite excited. But I came here to address a totally different topic that is very relevant in my personal life.

I’ve been following the thread of Andre, Angela, and Alberto because their story resonates a lot with me. It seems that, just like me, Andre has a loyal faggot but eventually wants to have a wife too. But I admit that I was shocked and disappointed with Angela’s attitude. Unbelievable. Alberto saved not only his man, but also an innocent child that would come to the world for the wrong reasons. I had a similar situation with my ex-girlfriend who demanded me to expell Bruno from my house. Of course, she was the one to leave my life.

What’s wrong with these women? I think faggots understand the female mind better, so I’ll let you, the best faggot I’ve ever met, try to answer this one. As I grow older, I’m starting to consider insemination to have a kid with my DNA and raise him with Bruno, turning him into my fag wife. But I still hope to find a reasonable wife who will understand the importance of my fag in my life.

I literally have dozens of women willing to be my partners, but they’re all very jealous and would never accept Bruno. Do you know many cases of straight or bisexual Alphas with wives who accept their fags? What are your thoughts on this issue?

It honestly hurts me to hear a great Alpha like Master Juan tell me about his desire to have a wife and kids to share his home along with his faggot Bruno. It’s a simple dream, one that any female with a semblance of brain tissue should want.

Alas, such situations are just dreams right now. The jealousy and cattiness of females will likely always keep Master Juan’s hoped-for life out of reach. The only one who seemed to mingle both successfully was Master Jace (“California Alpha” on FWA), but even then he mostly just banged females while his fags served him. Master Chad fucks a lot of women, too, but in the end he doesn’t keep the holes, just the sons they produce from his seed.

If I could make one personal belief statement, it’s this: women instinctively know that they cannot compete with a faggot. A faggot gives a Man literally everything he could possibly want except for one thing: kids. Faggots don’t make bargains with their Alpha in exchange for service like females do. We simply give our Alphas our body, mind, heart, and strength entirely for their pleasure without any thought of reciprocation. No modern female will ever come close.

Frankly, I think Master Juan has already solved the issue well with his suggestion of a surrogate. My brother Bruno would make an excellent caretaker for Master Juan’s progeny. In fact, I’m sure Bruno would look at that assignment as a sacred duty. I know I would!

I think about the straight Alphas who owned me and dismissed me when they fell in love with a female. Almost all of them that I still track have suffered divorces. They could’ve avoided those troubles if they’d been stronger and more confident about owning me.

I want straight Alphas like Master Juan to have the endless bounty of a totally fulfilled life of worship and service. With his great power and insight, I have no doubt he can create his own unparalleled reality!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the development of a young Mexican Alpha named Master Jose. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

A lot of drama has been swirling around this site lately! Quite a few people have been watching the developments surrounding Master Lorenzo’s desire to breed his Alpha brother Master Jose despite Master Jose’s reluctance. I’ve had personal messages from people regarding it, a reader wrote in today about it, and Masters Jase and Paolo have powerfully added their opinions to the conversation.

Everybody seems to be firmly on the side of Master Jose submitting to Master Lorenzo. Virtually everybody said that Master Jose will not lose his Alpha status because of it, and some suggested he might actually GAIN power through it.

Happily, Master Jose has been reading these opinions as I’ve posted them, and like any good Alpha, he’s considered all of the facts.

And he’s come to a decision!

hola Sam, this is Jose again. I came here to read your answer to my last message and give you an update because you are really important to me and I think you deserve to know. But I was surprised to see other Alphas and faggots interested in my situation. It was really good to read the opinions of my Alpha brothers Jase and Paolo, so thank you for that.

I had a long voice call with Lorenzo yesterday, and he told me that he never meant to put me under pressure or make me feel weak. He said he really wants to get closer to me and have me as his little Alpha brother, but if fucking me is a deal breaker, he doesn’t want to lose me because of that. He was really sweet and thoughtful, giving me total liberty to decide whatever I want to do, including never sucking his dick again. And exactly for this reason I made my decision: I will let Lorenzo fuck and breed me. I trust my brother more than anyone else on Earth and if this is what he wants, he will have it. I have just booked my flight for Aug 24.

You know Lorenzo very well, right? You know how organized he is and how much he loves schedules. He told me to stop jerking off on Aug 21 to be extra horny, then I will arrive there on Sunday in the afternoon, he’ll pick me up at the airport. He said that we’ll have a really special night with the boys Gio and Rafa. He even told me the positions in which he will fuck me, first riding his cock to take my virginity, then missionary while we hug and in his words “embrace our alphahood together”. He thinks doggy or anything ass up are only for faggots.

I don’t know how it will go, Sam. I don’t know if Gio, Rafa, and Bruno will really respect me as a Man after that. But I made my decision and I can tell Lorenzo is really happy and proud. Juan also told me that I made the right decision and that we’ll be closer than ever from now on. We have a group chat together with the 3 boys, and all of them seem to be excited for Aug 24.

I want to thank you again for having changed my life, Sam. Wish me love, courage, and luck!

This is an incredible decision, and I’m so very proud of my Master Jose! It takes some measure of humility to be a great and powerful leader, and Master Jose has that!

And yes, I do know about the organizational propensities of Master Lorenzo! He probably has the moment of penetration calculated down to the millisecond on a spreadsheet somewhere!

But I also know this about Master Lorenzo: despite his overwhelming power as a God Alpha, he’s also nurturing and loving. Nobody respects Hierarchy more than he does, and he respects Master Jose because Master Jose also respects Hierarchy with decisions like this.

I have no doubt the coupling of Master Lorenzo and Master Jose will be one of respect, passion, affection, and appreciation. How could it not? These two beautiful, superior Men are coming together to share an appreciation for one another’s superior gifts! It’ll be a celebration of Alphahood!

And when Master Lorenzo breeds Master Jose, Master Jose will exactly understand the power he himself wields, as well as a deeper appreciation for his place in Hierarchy! That is a gift all by itself!

I’m proud of both Master Lorenzo and Master Jose for making this event so special! This is an event that Master Juan and all of their faggots can celebrate together!

I’m humbled and grateful to be able to share this with you all! Thank you, Master Jose!

Yours,

sam the faggot