This post is part of a thread chronicling the rise of straight Master Anthony, the 22-year-old God Alpha who took ownership of his first faggot, Fabien. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
You might remember the last update from Master Anthony and Fabien in which Master Anthony said that he wanted to reward his faggot for his excellent service during the intense orgies of the previous two weeks. I was curious about this (also impressed), but he didn’t give me any further details.
Then I received a breathless update from Fabien that provided more details:
I’m writing you a very quick little e-mail. This morning Anthony congratulated me on the orgies and told me we had a special bond. We shared a wonderful close moment while I sucked him on my knees. He promised to let me sleep on his bed at his feet tonight. I’m trembling with joy as I write to you.
I am exhausted, but my God and Master is very satisfied with me. All is perfectly well in my world!
I was quite surprised that Master Anthony wanted Fabien to sleep with him. Most straight Alphas don’t allow their faggots to sleep with them, and I can understand it to some degree.
But Master Anthony is no ordinary straight Alpha. He’s a powerful God Alpha who is also blessed with an emotional depth that allows him to lift up and comfort inferiors around him. So I wasn’t terribly surprised to read Master Anthony’s summary of what happened:
Yes, I indeed finally rewarded Fabien. This morning, I woke up much earlier than usual. I was thinking back with delight to the two orgies. When I walked out of my room, Fabien was in the living room, doing some domestic chore. He panicked and immediately threw himself at my feet. “Sorry, Master! I’m late for your breakfast! Forgive me!” I reassured him as he kissed and licked my toes fervently. “Don’t worry, I woke up early. I was thinking about the orgies. I just wanted to tell you how proud I am of you. Your loyalty and your devotion to me are matched only by your talent and your intelligence. Get up on your knees”. He obeyed, and looked at me with adoration. I stroked his head. “You’re a very, very good boy to me. I appreciate you.” He had tears in his eyes. He said in a trembling voice “Thank you, Master. You can’t know what it means to me. It’s so good to be your slave.”
He took care of my morning wood. This time, I did not aggressively face-fucked him like I usually do. I tenderly stroked his hair and looked him straight in the eyes the whole time as he sucked my cock and swallowed my cum. While he had my cock in his mouth and stared at me with his pleading and worshipful eyes, I talked to him. That’s when I told him: “You and I have a special bond. You make me happy. You’re a good boy. My good boy.” When I ejaculated in his mouth, my eyes in his, I really felt connected to him. I can’t really explain. It was as if our souls were bound together. The Superior Man and the inferior boy. The God and the slave.
So I had this impulse. “Tonight, you will sleep in my room. On my bed. At my feet. That will be your reward.” “Serving you is its own reward, my God!”. “I know that. But from now on, every time you deserve it, you’ll have extra time with your God, sleeping with me.” He burst into tears and got down on the floor, licked my feet and moaned “Thank you, thank you, thank you…” I felt so powerful, seeing this rather good-looking and masculine adult male, worshipping me so wholeheartedly. And I know that this is the life that awaits me.
I just love hearing Master Anthony wax poetic about his beloved faggot and the joys of faggot ownership! Straight Alphas should experience that kind of joy!
Then Master Anthony added more information:
I’ve allowed my house slave to sleep curled up at my feet for the last two nights. I saw how ecstatic he was about it! And I loved it myself. Having an inferior literally at my feet all night is an incredibly empowering feeling. And having him available to fuck in the middle of the night in case of trouble sleeping isn’t bad either!
Yesterday morning, I woke up to the familiar sensation of his tongue on my toes. This morning, he woke me up by sucking my cock.
Tonight, he’ll return to the kitchen. I don’t want to spoil him too much! I want to keep him motivated to excel in order to deserve my small favors. But I trust him to convince me to let him sleep with me again. Maybe sometimes, instead of letting him sleep on my bed, I’ll let him sleep on the floor in my room. Maybe in a dog bed!
Isn’t that great?
One terrific side effect of faggot ownership for Master Anthony is he’s been able to become a mentor for other Alphas in his Alpha Pack, particularly his best friend Master Henri. All of the things Master Anthony learns through the use of his faggot Fabien he passes on to Master Henri and his faggot Clement.
Henri and I are closer than ever now that we’re enjoying the slaves together. Our brotherly friendship is truly strengthened by this shared experience of domination! He has the highest respect for my leadership and I’m very grateful for his loyalty. We have precisely discussed the importance of being firm but gentle with our stooges. I advised him to know how to reward Clément with some praise and appreciation signs when he deserves it, to motivate him to excel and serve his master well. I told him “Remember: Clément is just a nice part of your life, but you are everything to him. A little from you means a hell of a lot to him!” Henri agreed to follow me advice. “You always knew better,” he said. I like to know that my brothers acknowledge my worth! I love to be me!
There have been many Protector Alphas who have graced my life, but nobody is quite like Master Anthony. I worship and honor his great natural power, but I adore his joyful enthusiasm and gracious benevolence.
He is all things; a lover of women, a King of faggots, and a God Alpha over all!
The following post is part of a thread about Chadwick, a faggot in his sixties who serves multiple Alphas domestically. CLICK HERE to read this thread in chronological order!
Far too often domestic faggots are treated like the rags they use to clean an Alpha’s toilet. Once used, they could very easily be tossed into the trash.
While it seems that more and more straight Alphas are discovering the fact that they can own domestic faggots to serve them and care for their daily necessities, few of them are learning how to be OWNERS instead of just USERS.
I would certainly hope that Alphas wouldn’t treat my dear brother Chadwick with such disregard. I don’t know of another faggot dedicating themselves so completely to domestic service as he does. Not only that, he does a thorough and responsible job with joy and gratitude.
So when Chadwick told me the following experience, my heart practically exploded with joy:
i have to tell you what also happened while serving Master James, He lives in a large Apartment complex and I was there all day. i went to leave around 6 pm, and my car was missing. It was so weird but for some reason i did not freak out.
After a few minutes of walking around i texted Master James.
He found out that His complex now requires a “visitors pass” for cleaning services or as you and i call it, “domestic faggot”. At that point Master James completely took control of the situation.. He found out where my car was, and drove me there. Took care of all the paperwork and paid the large towing fine himself.
i have never had someone do anything like that for me in my life. i felt so safe and secure. Master James is an incredible Master and i am a very lucky faggot.
Master James is clearly a Protector Alpha who feels responsible for the well-being of his valuable domestic faggot!
You know how Chadwick found Master James? Persistence, dedication, and hard work! He loves to be able to live his truth as a faggot through this service, and he has multiple Alphas sharing him that are all happy to own him!
This could be you, too, if you’d simply humble yourself and try!
Thank you to Master James for setting a terrific example for his Alpha brothers, and a thank you to Chadwick for sharing that inspiration! I love you, brother!
I have been asked seemingly thousands of times to give advice on how to seduce a straight Alpha friend, co-worker, or stranger on the street. And I’ve helped countless brave faggots who followed my advice make huge breakthroughs, to the point that I’m low-key famous in this part of the internet for my success rate.
I know what I teach works because I’ve done it many times. My students have, too.
So I’m putting the finishing touches on my third groundbreaking book, “How To Seduce Straight Alphas”. It’s not going to be free advice anymore, and I’m no longer answering these questions for free. However, the first twenty faggots to purchase the book will get access to a private Telegram channel to ask specific questions of me.
This is a big one … the answers every faggot wants to have! GET READY!!
This thread follows the extraordinary story of Michael, a brave faggot who lives in an apartment building full of Alphas and began servicing many of them after he made himself available. CLICK HERE for all of the posts in this thread in chronological order!
I loved Michael’s last update. It was so full of gratitude and lust for service that I wrote a response letter to him asking if he was in love with Master Theo, the 18-year-old Alpha he’s serving at UCLA on the order of Master Theo’s Alpha father.
And Michael wrote a response to that letter so eloquent and so painfully honest that I had to share it. I could’ve cried.
Thanks for your letter. There is a profound difference between love and worship. i hope i don’t sound like i am in love with my Alpha-god, Theo, because i fully understand that there could NEVER be a loving relationship between Him and me. We are not even of the same species; like a love affair between a Man and a coffee pot.. Such a love would poison our relationship because love supposes a kind of equality between the “lovers” that absolutely does not and cannot exist between a Man and His faggot. Rather i worship Him and i see every act of service as a prayer. i do not “pray” to Him in the expectation that He will “answer” my prayers. Rather, each act of service is a reaffirmation of His godliness. That godliness guides my life just as traditional worship of God is acknowledgement that i seek to live adhering to God’s ways.
Being fucked by Theo was a life-changing experience. i have been fucked before, but never like this. It is really hard to put it in words. By fucking me He is telling me that He wants to take all that i can possibly give Him; that He understands that the very purpose of my life is to serve Him — and that He accepts my service (my very life) as His due. (In the mechanical sense — not that is makes any difference — the fuck lasted pretty nearly an hour. He alternated between gentle insertion and pile driving long dicking. He ejaculated massive loads of cum — twice, without even withdrawing or getting soft. When it was over He allowed me to clean off His cock and to lick the sweat off His glorious body. i wept in gratitude for His gift. i wept because that fuck was the recognition that He truly owned me and knew He could do anything, take anything i had to offer.
You want to know why I run this website and expend so much time on it? Because of the words my dear brother Michael wrote in that letter. Because I’ve been there multiple times myself, and I’ve felt the overwhelming gratitude and joy he feels right now.
And I want that for every faggot, too.
The relationship between a Man and his faggot isn’t particularly complicated, but it can run very, very deep. It’s fulfilling in a way that is almost indescribable, and incomparable to almost any other type of relationship in a Man’s life. That’s because it’s a fusion of purpose between two polar opposites that brings deep, personal fulfillment to both in drastically different ways.
I can only speak definitively to the faggot side of the equation, of course, because I’m a faggot. And what my brother Michael describes above is true. Every act of service is like a genuine prayer from the very soul of a true faggot. It’s a prayer of deep gratitude, pure and true.
That’s why I’m always imploring faggots to stop thinking so much about the sex and start focusing on each act of service as a privilege, no matter how small or immaterial it may be. Each act is a prayer your heart makes, and it’s fulfilled there as well.
It’s the deep magic of Hierarchy. You’ll never know until you surrender yourself to it.
Thank you, Michael.
This thread follows the extraordinary story of Michael, a brave faggot who lives in an apartment building full of Alphas and began servicing many of them after he made himself available. CLICK HERE for all of the posts in this thread in chronological order!
It’s been a long summer without hearing from my dear faggot brother Michael. I never worry too much about him – he’s resilient and clever and will always land on his knees – but I just miss him sometimes. We are kindred spirits in many ways, but Michael has tripped into a series of service arrangements that are part skill, part tenacity, and part miracle. Even I cannot claim to have had such an incredible string of success like Michael.
Fortunately the new college semester is beginning, and with it Master Theo. As you might remember, Master Theo is the straight Apex Alpha son of Michael’s former Master/boss William. Master William’s new assignment for his prized faggot was to accompany his son to UCLA for his first year of college and serve him there.
This is like every faggot’s wet, chastity-caged dream come to life.
So Michael wrote me a quick update:
It’s been a while Sam, so let me bring you up to date. my Alpha god Theo started UCLA this Summer. The school runs on a quarter system and His coach wanted Him to start before the other Freshmen started in September, so He could get some serious time with the trainer, and get a couple of courses in since He will be taking a lighter load during the baseball season. Because Theo is on an athletic scholarship, He is required to live in the dorms. But He managed to score a single room, which makes my life a whole lot easier. He also has rented a two bedroom apartment which is an easy bike ride from the University. i sleep there in the second bedroom. The “Master Suite” is reserved for Theo.
Somehow (i can only guess that it cost His dad, William a pretty penny), but Theo has an extra key card that i use to gain access to His dorm and to His room. i know His class and workout schedules, And so every day, after He has left for class or the gym or His run, i slip into His room, change the bed linens and make His bed, clean His room, gather up His dirty clothes and take them back to the apartment where i wash and iron them and bring them back the next day. Occasionally, He will call me over at night, if He feels the need to unload.
Nominally, i have a job at a company that is run by a guy named Steve, who is a friend of Theo’s father. i am pretty sure that Steve knows of my situation, and is very flexible about my coming and going. When i am there i work in the office following up on customer complaints, which are very few, since this is a first class outfit. i understand that i am also expected to give Steve head from time to time. (i think this is a new thing for Steve — we shall see how this progresses.)
So there you have it, Sam– a new city, a new situation, new opportunities to serve. What more could a faggot want?
I am trying to get clarification from Michael about his new boss Steve, and whether or not he’s actually serving Steve or planning to serve him. I’ll update that if I hear back from Michael about it.
But overall this is a pretty phenomenal arrangement. I’m sure Michael loves those late-night service calls from Master Theo! There are so many ways Michael can be useful to his young God during his first year at college. Just think about Michael’s days, throating his boss at work, followed by sniffing Master Theo’s dirty underwear and cleaning up his used condoms and dirty sheets … it’s literally a faggot fairy tale.
In the middle of it all is one of the most industrious faggots I know. This situation is the reward for all of the years of brave, dedicated service.
I love you Michael!
UPDATE: Michael wrote me back with an answer to my questions.
i think that servicing my new boss Steve was part of the deal Theo’s dad, William cut with Steve. Steve knew when He agreed to take me on as an employee that my first responsibility was to serve my Alpha god Theo, and that i would be coming late to work and leaving early at times. Before we left, William explained to Theo and me that Steve knew of my service to Theo and that He might expect that i provide Him some sexual service. It was maybe three weeks before Steve requested a blow job. As you might expect, Sam, i did my utmost. Steve was impressed, gratified, but it was maybe another couple of weeks until He again requested that i give Him head. i think that this really is not Steve’s “thing.” But i think He is satisfied with the arrangement overall (i actually perform very well at my (nominal) job of dealing with customer complaints).
He also added this bit about serving Master Theo:
i think you are right, Sam, that my service to Theo is a God-send. i cannot tell you how satisfying this service is to me. i am thrilled that Theo is coming into His own Alpha-ness, accepting my service as His due (which, of course, it is) and growing ever more comfortable in His awe inspiring Superiority.
Beautiful! ❤️
This thread follows the extraordinary story of Michael, a brave faggot who lives in an apartment building full of Alphas and began servicing many of them after he made himself available. CLICK HERE for all of the posts in this thread in chronological order!
When I first met Michael, I knew instantly that he was a good faggot. How? Because he fearlessly pursued the fundamentals and made service a priority. This isn’t difficult. It simply requires courage and focus and humility. Michael has all of those qualities, and that led to his remarkable run of Alphas in his apartment complex.
Since then, I’ve come to know much more about Michael, and I can confidently state that he might be one of the greatest living non-porn faggots in the world. Since the apartment building assignment, Michael’s pure dedication to service has led to increasingly-incredible opportunities that make my mouth water. It has been one of the great privileges of my time with this site that I’ve been blessed to carry his experiences and encouragement.
With that said, Michael’s latest update is a real stunner; I’m so glad I kept pestering him to update me on his situation. I had to read it twice to digest it fully. Just read:
sam, Thanks for asking. i am super happy and super fulfilled in service to my teen Alpha god, Theo.
you and i have had this conversation before, but i never cease to be astounded by how naturally and instinctively an Alpha finds His Alphaness and imposes it on His willing faggot servant. Theo’s need to unload is virtually perpetual — way in excess of the average 18-year-old male (at least in my experience). i am expected to be there when He wakes up in the morning to take His morning load before He has the breakfast i prepare for Him and He heads off to school. i am there when He comes home from practice to take His afternoon load. Sometimes if He has a free period during the school day, He will text me and i slip out of work and head over to the high school. my boss William (more about Him later) knows that i am going over to service his son and so He is very accommodating (not to me, but to His son Theo.) And, of course i am there in the evening to take His last load before He goes to bed.
my service to Theo is pretty much a full-time job in addition to my regular full-time job. i clean His apartment above the garage every day after i give him His morning BJ and send Him off to school. i do His laundry. Detail His car before He goes off on a date and keep it filled with gas. i help Him with His class assignments and often, just do them for Him — not because He doesn’t understand the schoolwork (because He is brilliant) but rather because there are so many more enjoyable things He could do with that time — the gym, fucking girls or hanging with His buds. He understands that He can call upon me at any time to run even the most trivial errands just because He can, and just because He knows that i am thrilled to do things for Him.
And as always, i am blown away by the supreme confidence that Alpha males have. you will recall that Theo had inquired of my service to His father, William, and i told Him that that service did not include sexual service. Well, one evening I am nourishing myself on Theo’s cock when His dad walks in. Theo doesn’t miss a beat. “Dad, the faggot tells me that it’s never given you a blow job. You don’t know what you’re missing.” William just stands there watching while Theo has a massive orgasm and deposits so much cum in my mouth (His fourth load of the day) that i cannot swallow it all, and a good amount dribbles out of the corner of my mouth. “Take care of my dad,” Theo orders. i go over, look up at William with pleading eyes and ask, “may i Sir?” He nods and i unzip Him, take out an impressive cock and go to work. i am thrilled to say that William is not just pleased, but overwhelmed. i get to suck William off from time to time now. Never at work, but often after i have blown Theo, He will direct me to go over to the big house and take care of His dad.
Now here’s the problem. Theo will be going off to college in the Fall. The acceptances come in next week, but all the schools He’s applied to are out of town. If i am to continue my service to Him i will have to relocate. William is trying to set something up for me to be “assigned” to the office of a client or of a friend of His so that i can continue in my service to Theo. It depends on where Theo ends up going to college. Stay tuned.
regards, michael
Frankly, this is such a remarkable experience that I barely knew where to begin. First of all, this is yet another example of a straight Alpha father and straight Alpha son sharing a faggot together. I’ve covered enough of these true stories (from different cultures, too!) that this must be a rite of passage for Alphas. The empirical evidence clearly supports this.
Then I wonder in amazement at Michael’s workload and tirelessness in service. He literally must not have time to breathe these days with these expectant Alphas running him ragged. Priests in a monastery don’t dedicate themselves to this degree. It’s jaw-dropping.
But then that last part about being moved by his boss Alpha William so that Michael can continue to service his son at college … WOW! That’s mind-blowing. What a privilege to be so valued by two Alpha gods that they move heaven and earth so you can keep worshiping them!
I remember when I first began writing down the principles I lived by in my service to Alphas, and I felt alone and exasperated by the failure of my fag brothers to take this seriously. It was like they didn’t believe the possibilities of fulfillment if they would just dedicate themselves to it.
And then my beautiful brother Michael seemingly dropped out of the sky and perfectly embodied everything I had been preaching all along. And look at how happy and fulfilled he is! You can be just like him!
I am so very grateful to my brother for his honesty and his example. I love the inspiration (and, frankly, competition) Michael gives me. Thank you, my dear friend!
This thread follows the extraordinary story of Michael, a brave faggot who lives in an apartment building full of Alphas and began servicing many of them after he made himself available. CLICK HERE for all of the posts in this thread in chronological order!
Faggots don’t often think about (or even realize) how much time is required to properly serve an Alpha. There are incredible demands for a faggot’s time and skill, time that must come from other parts of a faggot’s life. As I painfully learned at the end of my last long-term service situation, a lack of available time to serve will create a lot of anger and resentment.
My brother Michael is a terrific example of how a hard-working faggot can make a career and service work together to create a hectic-but-satisfying life.
When Michael began submitting to Alpha William’s son Theo, one of my first thoughts was, “Oh crap, how is he going to fit the demands of an 18-year-old Alpha into his already crowded life?” I know from experience that 18-year-old Alphas can be very demanding and sometimes find even creative ways to interrupt a faggot’s life in order to receive service. Still, the idea of having a chance to serve Alpha William all day at work and then come home to serve his son all night was tantalizing to me. I could almost hear Michael salivating for the opportunity.
Well, Michael’s first big test came the day after he sucked Master Theo’s dick for the first time! Read on:
Sam, my teen Alpha god found His “Alpha” pretty quickly. Yesterday, His FIRST text to me was at 6:30 in the morning. He needed His morning wood attended to before He went off to high school. “I pay much better attention in class if I am not horned up,” He explained (as if any explanation to His faggot was necessary). After i sucked an impressive load out of Him and He headed off to classes, i took advantage of the situation and cleaned up His room, changed the sheets on His bed and the towels in His bathroom, and gathered up His laundry (His used gym gear smelled particularly wonderful) and headed home to put His clothes in the wash before i headed out to the office to serve His father. Theo texted me again in the late afternoon when He returned from school and His after-school workout with the soccer team. When i arrived at His place, He was delightfully sweaty, but struggling at His computer trying to write an essay. i knelt before Him on my arrival and kissed His feet. “You know anything about economics, faggot?” i allowed as i did. “I need a 500 word essay — anything about econ.” “i can do that for You, Sir,” i said. “But first, let me lick that sweat off of You.” Then I sucked his cock.
Theo’s third text of the day came around 10:30 pm and was a single work “NOW” (yes, all caps). He was naked when i arrived and monumentally erect. Parenthetically, i have to say that while i have seen a lot of cocks, i have never seen one so breathtakingly beautiful as Theo’s. i immediately got down and kissed His feet but He was impatient. “Get up here and take care of this faggot.” And after i sucked the third impressive load of the day out of Him, He dismissed me.
See how quickly Alphas can shift into service mode? Once you give them free reign, they will take everything you have to offer them! Your response to their demands can only be compared to wrestling a hurricane. The only recourse is to go limp and allow him to toss you around until you land somewhere, badly shaken up but exhilarated.
So I think, based on this evidence, we can safely say that Alpha William’s plan to teach his son how to use and dominate faggots was a resounding success. He tossed his Alpha son the perfect piece of red meat – Michael – and the young King eagerly devoured it! It should be interesting to see how Master Theo incorporates Michael and other faggots into his life going forward. But I have a feeling he isn’t giving up on faggots just yet!
This thread follows the extraordinary story of Michael, a brave faggot who lives in an apartment building full of Alphas and began servicing many of them after he made himself available. CLICK HERE for all of the posts in this thread in chronological order!
The true story of Michael the faggot has been one of the greatest ongoing testaments to the power of faggot bravery and persistence I’ve ever covered. I thought I had a high rate of success, but I’ve got nothing on Michael. He’s almost autistic in the way he pursues cock and service opportunities.
Of course, it also helps that he’s apparently shooting fish in an overstocked barrel of needy and willing straight Alphas. He can’t seem to spit out a wad of gum without hitting an Alpha wanting a faggot to suck his dick. Michael lives in a Hierarchical utopia.
In the previous post I detailed how Michael had been largely dismissed by 18-year-old Alpha Eric and had already moved on to serving a 50-year-old Alpha from work named William. Michael was basically serving this straight Alpha as a task faggot, and it didn’t seem like it was likely to move beyond that.
Once again, I was wrong.
i am in the midst of he most unusual and interesting turn of events. You will remember that i told you a few weeks ago about this awesome Alpha at work, William, who i have been serving in a number of non-sexual (damn it) ways. i bring Him coffee periodically during the day, i come in early and straighten out His desk and attend to His correspondence, i sneak down to the parking garage at some time during the day and wash His car, or take it out to gas it up, i pick up His dry cleaning and put it in His car. i do whatever is necessary to make His life easier and more enjoyable. That’s what faggots, do, as you well know, Sam..
Well, yesterday William told me to meet Him at His gym after work, and when i showed up, William introduced me to His 18-year-old son, a high school Senior, Theo (not Ted, but Theo or Theodore). And Theo is a boy-GOD.6’2″ of solid muscle, blond, blue eyes, killer smile, incredible body with like zero percent body fat (only a slight exaggeration).
William introduces me to His son. “Theo, this is michael, my faggot. You need to learn about using faggots before you head off to college in the Fall.” With that, William dismisses me, telling me “you’ll hear from Theo, bitch.” Later last night i get a phone call from Theo. He tells me that His dad gave Him my cell number. He asks if it is too late for me to come over to His place. i answer, “No Sir, what ever You want.” ( i am calling this high school boy who i just met “Sir,” but it seems totally appropriate.) So i go over. Theo lives in a room above the garage, not in the main house with His parents. He asks me what a faggot does for a man. “Anything that You require to make Your life more enjoyable and better,” i tell Him. “Hmmm,” is His only response. Then He gets a phone call from a girl friend, and He dismisses me while He is engaged in phone sex with her, i suspect i will be hearing from Theo today.
I was breathless. I couldn’t believe William had made that bold move with his son despite the many similar true stories I have documented of Alphas teaching their Alpha sons about faggots. THIS IS A TRAINING METHOD BETWEEN ALPHAS. It seems to be almost instinctual among Alphas, honestly. I’ve encountered it so much that there seems little doubt that Alphas use faggots as tools for the enhancement of Alphahood in other Men. It’s natural.
Michael is such a skilled faggot that I did little to advise him on next steps. I knew that 18-year-old Alphas are very aggressive and unafraid to push boundaries, so I figured Michael was going to have another experience with Alpha Theo right away.
This time I was right.
Sam, i did hear from Theo yesterday — a text message asking if i could come over around 8:00. i responded, “of course, Sir.” When i got there He tried to pick up from our interrupted discussion of the day before. “I don’t know how this works,” He said. i looked around, the room was a typical teenagers room — a total mess, dirty clothes were strewn around everywhere, clean clothes spilling out of open drawers, unmade bed. i said nothing but started cleaning up His room. He just watched, and then called His girlfriend and chatted with her while i worked. An hour later, i was done. i had a bundle of His dirty clothes. “I’ll take these home and wash them Sir. i’ll bring them back tomorrow.” “Thank you … er … fag.” “No need to thank me, Sir. This is what faggots are for, Sir. A Man like You has better things to do with His time than clean His room and do His laundry.” With that, i asked His permission to leave: “if You have no further need for me tonight, Sir, may i leave?” And he dismissed me.
You can see how Alpha Theo is feeling his way into the use of faggots. I think he’s wanting Michael to give him permission to take bigger, more intense things from Michael (like head). Alpha Theo doesn’t yet comprehend that he can literally demand anything he might want.
I’ve advised Michael to be a little bolder with Alpha Theo. Specifically, I want Michael to kneel and kiss Alpha Theo’s feet when greeting him. Alpha Theo needs to connect Michael’s function as a faggot to physical and sexual pleasure that his 18-year-old body is craving.
And honestly, Master William was surely intending to have Michael become a sexual servant to his son. Here is Alpha Theo in a frustrating relationship with a girl who keeps him at distance with phone sex and desperately needing worship and penetration. Master William has given his son a personal tool for penetration and sexual relief.
All Michael needs to do is be a little bolder with Alpha Theo … wave that red cape in front of this developing young Alpha … and it’s inevitable. It’s NATURE IN ACTION.
Once again, Michael is going to serve as the First Faggot of a powerful new Alpha! Something big is about to happen with this developing story! I couldn’t be any prouder of my fearless fag brother! Go Michael, go!
This thread follows the extraordinary story of Michael, a brave faggot who lives in an apartment building full of Alphas and began servicing many of them after he made himself available. CLICK HERE for all of the posts in this thread in chronological order!
After that initial blowjob, Eric, the 18-year-old straight Alpha who took over Michael the faggot’s apartment, had been largely using Michael only in nonsexual ways (as outlined in the previous story). This can be enormously satisfying for a live-in faggot, of course, as we are tuned to provide any service possible to satisfy the needs of straight Alphas.
Michael commented on his daily service opportunities:
This is the first time I have actually lived with the Alpha I serve. The closest to this before was when I was in high school and serving my next-door neighbor, Brian. But actually sharing an apartment with my Alpha has opened up fascinating possibilities of service that I hadn’t considered before. There are so many little things that I can do now to make His life so totally stress-free and enjoyable. It goes beyond His assumption that of course, He can use my car when He is going out at night. And because He uses it to pick up His women., I have taken extra care that the gas tank is always full and the car is polished and spotlessly clean. And I ensure that the refrigerator and pantry are fully stocked with the things He eats (which is not what most normal people eat — more on that some other time. Suffice it to say that some of these groceries are not easy to find.). Because I live with Him I can run His bath towel through the dryer so that I can hand Him a warm towel when He steps out of the shower. Little things: I clean the gunk off the top of His toothpaste tube, I dry the sweatband on the baseball cap He wears when He goes to the gym or when He runs every morning. a faggot’s world is filled with opportunities to serve — so much more so when the faggot has the privilege of living with it’s Alpha.
But Eric has finally figured out that Michael can be used as an automatic blowjob machine.
Eric no longer addresses me by my name. I am either “faggot” or “boy.” When He calls me faggot, it is not in a deprecating way; not a put-down. He calls me faggot like you would call a friend “buddy” or “pal.” To Him it is just a form of address. To be called “boy” by a teen-aged Alpha who is like 7 or 8 years younger than I seem perfectly appropriate. Compared to Him and His magnificence, I truly am insignificant. He reminds me of my inadequacies as a male person (i have long ago gotten over considering myself as a “man”) when He calls me “boy” — like with experience and maturity I could grow into a man, although clearly that will never be. He fully understands that I will be “boy” for all my life.
A couple of days ago I had the privilege of taking care of His morning wood. he realized that now that He had a faggot to take care of His morning erection, He didn’t have to take care of it Himself by jerking off.
The first time I gave Him a blow job, He never said a word until it was all over. There was total silence until the moaning started. When I am summoned in the morning to take care of His hard-on He just summons me. “faggot get over here and take care of this” or similar words. He says little or nothing while I am sucking Him off. It is not an act of love or even worship. It is just simply utilitarian. He can’t get His running shorts on and take His morning run until the erection is down — simple as that. If He senses that I am prolonging my ministrations He gets impatient. “Hurry up, faggot.” or something like that.
I don’t think He sees the morning sucking Him off and the worshipful blow job that I gave Him that first time as the same kinds of things. In the mornings I am nothing more than a substitute for His right hand. That first blow job I was a worshipful pilgrim at the altar of His divinity.
I love this complete attitude shift in the mindset of Alpha Eric. Now he is completely using Michael for EVERYTHING.
Imagine being summoned into the bedroom and ordered to service an 18-year-old’s erection so he can start his day! Michael used the word “utilitarian” to describe his function in this Alpha’s life, and that’s correct – he’s a utility. A machine existing only to serve the needs of a young, deserving Alpha.
I cannot express my pride in the humble, dedicated work of my brother Michael in this case. This is the fulfillment his father hoped for his faggot son so long ago. It’s beautiful to see!
This thread follows the extraordinary story of Michael, a brave faggot who lives in an apartment building full of Alphas and began servicing many of them after he made himself available. CLICK HERE for all of the posts in this thread in chronological order!
For reference, this is the third post in a series of articles relating the introduction of faggot worship and service to an 18-year-old straight Alpha named Eric by Michael the faggot. In the first post Michael’s apartment is taken over by Alpha Eric (CLICK HERE), and in the second post Michael sucks off Alpha Eric and introduces the young god to the wonders of fag worship (CLICK HERE).
Okay, so do you want to know what it’s really like to be the live-in faggot to an arrogant straight Alpha?
Keep in mind that Alpha Eric moved into Michael’s apartment just a few weeks ago, and has been living there rent-and-responsibility free ever since. It’s pretty shocking how quickly this straight Alpha – brand new to everything related to the use of faggots – has assimilated the use of Michael into his routine.
But I thought this latest tidbit of information was especially illuminating. Here’s Michael:
Sam, I promised you more about Eric.
Shortly after we started discussing His rights and privileges as an Alpha Male, Eric started bringing women back to the apartment several times a week. I had noticed, before then, that He would disappear for a few hours several times a week.
But then one day I got a text: “I need the apartment after 9:00. I’ll text you when you can come back.” Not, “do you mind if I bring a girl back” or “can I have the apartment for a few hours.” Rather, He just assumed that the apartment was His to use as He needed — which of course was an accurate conception of how things were. I was paying the rent, but for all practical purposes, the apartment was His. Sometimes, it was 1:00 or 2:00 in the morning before I would get the text that I could come back to the apartment.
Once the text read something like “You can come back any time, but be quiet entering. We’ll have breakfast at 7:30.” On that morning, He and a gorgeous woman, in her 30s emerged from the bedroom, fully clothed for work. I served an egg-white omelet with fresh chives from my window garden and quietly withdrew to change the sheets and towels in the bath. He said nothing to her about who I was or why I was there serving breakfast. It was like I was just another household appliance.
I sniffed their sheets and pillowcases as I stripped the bed and put on fresh sheets. That was reward enough.
Of course, being banned from the apartment for hours on end was not easy for me. Because of the pandemic, I couldn’t go to the movies or to a library. I didn’t want to go to a bar. Generally, I just roamed the streets or dozed in my car. But the knowledge that I was enabling Him to get His rocks off with one gorgeous woman after another was so satisfying. You know how it is, Sam.
I do, indeed!
First of all, I want to say this directly to any straight Alphas who are reading this: if you are not living like this right now, you are missing out on an entire aspect of your rights as an Alpha Male.
I cannot understand why any Alpha Male would pass up this kind of day-to-day worship from dedicated faggots. It simply doesn’t add up in my brain. What straight Alpha Male’s life wouldn’t be enriched by owning a faggot like Michael?
And from this experience, it should be obvious that receiving such worship is not only deserved, but it’s also VERY easy to take. Alpha Eric used almost no effort to get complete service from Michael. Again, any Alphas who are not making use of this natural resource are completely missing the point of Alphahood and its power.
As for Michael, he is living a faggot’s dream life right now. Why? Because he was (a) brave, (b) completely and thoroughly submissive, and (c) thoughtful in how he handles himself.
This saga with Alpha Eric is just getting warmed up, I think. I’m looking forward to the next stage of Michael’s service to these great Alphas!
