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, a friend named Fabien. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
If a child never tasted chocolate or ate McDonald’s, it would never crave them. It’s only after trying them and eating them repeatedly that they become addicted, forever craving them.
Similarly, I was absolutely opposed to chemotherapy as a cancer treatment until April of 2018 when I found out I had only a couple of weeks left to live unless I started immediate chemotherapy treatment … and it rescued me from certain death. My attitude is forever changed about such treatments now!
You see, we sometimes don’t have any idea about how profoundly our lives can change (better or worse) until we TRY IT.
Nowhere is this more apparent than the many cases of straight Alphas who have tried owning and using faggots and discovered an unending power source arising from the worship and service of their faggots. Had they followed the conventional wisdom of the weak, they would’ve never experienced the absolute and overwhelming power that comes solely from owning faggots.
This site has been chronicling this truth for years, and I’m proud to say that many straight Alphas decided to try faggots after reading experiences here.
Experiences like straight Master Anthony and his loyal faggot Fabien.
There are a lot of excellent faggots out there, but Fabien is one of those next-level fags who are obsessed with every aspect of their Masters. And why wouldn’t he be obsessed with an Alpha like Master Anthony, a God Alpha with a dominant Alpha pack and a big dick who fucks anyone he wants?
But even though Master Anthony already rules the world, there’s nothing that lights him on fire like seeing his faggot kissing his feet in worship!
That’s because faggots offer something no woman can ever match: pure adoration, service, and obedience. A faggot exists for that reason. It lives solely to make Men happy and elevate them to the status of Kings. The power trip is intoxicating.
Recently Fabien wrote some adoring things about Master Anthony, which led to an email conversation between me and Master Anthony about how it affects him.
Here’s what he said:
My boy really shares a lot with you, hey? Not that I’m complaining! I take a look at your website once in a while and I happened to see Fabien’s story about his slave pal a few days after you posted it.
I wouldn’t say it made me learn new things or whatever but I dunno, I just absolutly FUCKING LOVE reading Fabien’s writtings about me, because I can feel all his adoration and devotion to me and it is intoxicating! So reading it gave me a hard-on and I needed to relieve myself on my slave when I get home LOL It is so empowering when I see how my good boy is working tirelessly and debasing himself just to keep me happy and make my life easier and better. And also to serve my best friends as well! I’m very fond of him. How not to love an inferior who makes me happy?
I’m the happiest I’ve ever been. I love who I am and I love my life. I’m the center of the world I live in and everyone revolves around me. My best mates follow my lead, girls are lining up to get fucked, my houseboy makes sure I have everything I want, betas crawl at my feet and obey at the snap of my fingers… I feel like I’m a king with his vassals, his court, his servants, and his subjects. I wonder what are the limits of my power. Sometimes, I just feel I could go to see random people and order them to kiss my feet or buy me a drink or whatever and they would obey me just like that! ;-D I was born to be obeyed and worshipped!
After I told Master Anthony that there were no limits to his power, and that he should start flexing that power on random fags he finds, he replied:
Haha I think you may be right, boy! Yesterday, in the lecture hall at university, I spread my legs and put my feet up on the top of the row below. Just out of curiosity, to see if anyone would sit there and ask me to take them off or not! A guy sat down and didn’t say anything. I said to him, “Hey, won’t you give my shoe a kiss?” He chuckled awkwardly, but nothing else. I didn’t insist. I think when I see him again, I’ll go further!
You see how owning faggots has changed Master Anthony for the better? He’s more confident, bolder, aggressive, and dominant. He now gets whatever he wants.
All because a faggot worshiped him and showed him the real truth about himself!
It only comes from owning and using faggots! The time has come for straight Alphas everywhere to stop limiting themselves and their precious Alphahood, wasting it on clingy, insecure females who have lost the ability to worship Men properly!
Master Anthony and all straight Alphas like him know the truth, and it set them free!
So taste and see what you’ve been missing!
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!
Exceptional faggots are hard to find. In a world of haystacks filled with selfish, stupid, and disobedient subs, an exceptional faggot is the proverbial needle. An exceptional faggot submits itself entirely to the needs of its Owner, surrenders its own rights or concerns to Him, and enriches every aspect of His life. An exceptional faggot protects its Master’s interests, respects His boundaries and autonomy, and trusts Him implicitly. An exceptional faggot makes a Man proud to own it.
When a God Alpha like Master Lorenzo takes ownership of an exceptional faggot like Giovanni, wondrous things happen. Ancient truths are exposed and reinforced. Purposes are realized. Safety and peace are assured. All because an Alpha accepted his place, and took ownership of a faggot that embraced its place!
But let’s be clear: even exceptional faggots fail.
So what happens when an exceptional faggot like Giovanni fails a God Alpha like Master Lorenzo? This stunning recent example answers that question in a way that left me in awe:
I want to tell you something that happened here in the house.
My wonderful Master Lorenzo takes care of me and Rafael very well, you know right? And he always wants us to eat healthy, we even talked about Francesco’s diet for good boys and Lorenzo loved the idea but our food was always really healthy because of our great Master. He checks our weights every week checking if we are skinny and with round sexy asses for him. Of course, this is his right and I will always obey.
But one of the rules here is that we must eat salad, fibers, fruits, and vegetables, and some foods are only allowed once a week on the weekend. Ice cream is a big issue here because I love it and he does not allow us to eat ice cream more than once a week and we must ask for permission first because it’s a lot of sugar, fat, etc
So my Master is reaaaally busy with his work, so I thought that it wouldn’t be a problem to have some ice cream when he was working and not tell him (just a little bit!!). So I ordered a pot of ice cream for me and ate it playing my video games and it was sooooo good <3 <3 but I forgot that Lorenzo receives notifications of everything on his phone because I use his credit card to buy things, so he texted me “baby, what are you eating?” I was afraid to disappoint him so I said that I bought a fruit salad and he just said “ok, baby” OMG Sam!!! I felt sooo guilty, but thought everything was okay
When he arrived home, his dinner was ready like I cook everyday for him, I asked if he wanted me to serve his food, massage his feet, etc But the first thing he said was “I love you, my good boy. And I love how you always tell me the truth” and looked deeeeeeep into my eyes. OMG Sam, I was silent and started to cry. I know it’s something really stupid and it’s just an ice cream but I felt really bad for lying for him. When I was crying, he hugged me, kissed my forehead, and said “I brought you and your mother here, I taught you how to be a good boy, I pay for your tuition, I pay for your food, I pay for your clothes, I pay for your perfumes, lingerie, videogames, the make-up you like to use… and I am very happy to buy these things to my beautiful boy, but if you think that I am stupid, you are wrong, baby”
Omg I tried to answer him and say something, but then he said “it’s okay if you don’t follow your diet sometimes but lying to me is unacceptable. I take care of you and in return I ask you to trust me, is this too much?” I said sorry one million times and told him that I bought ice cream because I really wanted and I was really really sorry, I just didn’t want to disappoint him. And he said “well, now I am disappointed, and I hope you will never lie to me again, no matter how small is the matter” Then I said “yes my Master” and kept my head down. And he said “now serve my dinner”, he ate normally, even said that my cooking was delicious, and told me to go to the bedroom. I thought he was goign to fuck me and everything was fine!! But then he said that he would call Rafael because he doesn’t live with us, so he usually comes only on Saturday. I was happy, thinking that we would have an amazing threesome as always, but when Rafael arrived everything changed.
Look what my perfect Master did!! (and I deserved it a lot!) Lorenzo told Rafa to bring some ice cream, so he bought in his way to the house. When he arrived, I didn’t understand anything, and my brother Rafa was really confused too. Lorenzo said to Rafa that my mouth was too busy with ice cream so I couldn’t suck his dick, that’s why he called him in the middle of the week. He was laughing and making jokes, Rafael didn’t understand, but our Master was really serious about it. Then Lorenzo went to the kitchen, took a spoon, gave it to me with the ice cream my brother bought, and said “now you can enjoy.” He told me that I could fill my mouth with all the ice cream I wanted, so I didn’t need his cock and cum in my mouth anymore.
He put his hard dick out of his underwear and Rafa immediately started to suck him. I was looking at my brother sucking Lorenzo’s thick cock and felt really guilty about what I did. So I was just holding that spoon with a pot of ice cream in my hand, while Rafa was giving our Master an amazing blowjob, enjoying the PRIVILEGE to suck his big dick. So Lorenzo just said in a very calm and deep voice (you know his voice well, right?? So powerful!!) “go ahead baby, you can eat the whole pot if you want while Rafa serves me, he will swallow my cum, while you swallow the ice cream you love” I felt so bad and embarrassed, brother Sam!! And I said sorry, I said I didn’t want to eat ice cream anymore. And he asked if I regret my bad behavior. I said yes, that I was a bad boy, and was really really sorry. Then he told me to throw all the ice cream away in the kitchen sink and come back to the room.
I did it, and when I came back he was getting close, so he held Rafa’s head, fucked him fast and shot his delicious load in my brother’s mouth. Rafa swallowed every single drop of his perfect seed with a smile on his face, and Lorenzo just said to him “hey boy, does it taste better than ice cream?” My brother is such a good person that he didn’t want to make me feel bad, so he just smiled and said “of course, and I’m sure Gio agrees with me now” So after this punishment Lorenzo put Rafa and me on his chest, in each side of his armpits. And he explained the whole situation to Rafa, and I said that I would never lie again.
So my perfect Master after around 2 hours cuddling and talking to us in bed, just said “ok boys, double blowjob now” OMG brother Sam!!! I was sooo happy that he was not upset with me and I have him THE BEST blowjob together with my brother Rafa. My pussy was already prepared for him, so he put me in missionary position and fucked me reaaaally romantic, kissing me, and telling me that I am a good boy, and how much he loves me, and that he wants me to be honest. I only said “sorry Master, I love you, please fuck me, I am yours” And he shot a nice load in my pussy. He was really tired of the whole day at work and shooting two loads, so he just said “ok, my cum inside Rafa’s belly and my cum in Gio’s ass, all the fags are happy now, let’s go to bed” And we fell asleep in his arms.
On the next morning, when Rafa went to work and we were by ourselves, he asked me what I learned, and I said that I learned that I should never lie and if I want to do something against the rules of the house I should ask for permission because he knows what is best for me. I feel really stupid and selfish now brother Sam, he literally saved me and my mother!! I should respect him more!! But he kissed my lips, said that I was a good boy, and I learned my lesson!!!
He allowed me to tell you this story for the website and I want to share this with you because my Master is PERFECT and being perfect doesn’t mean to do everything I want. In a relationship like this one, he is my boyfriend but he is my MASTER and he will punish me and put me grounded if he thinks it’s necessary. And my role as his sub boyfriend is obeying. He’s a perfect protector Alpha and he just wants me and my brother to be happy, safe, and healthy!!
That’s it, Sam!! I really would like to know your opinion about this. I love you a lot!!! <3 <3 <3
I love Giovanni so much not only because he deeply loves and respects his Master Lorenzo, but also because he serves with the precocious joy of a boy. Hell, he IS still very young! And, like most kids, they make the mistake of testing authority and seeing if they can sneak a hand into the cookie jar for one (or two) harmless cookies.
Master Lorenzo had every right to be upset and insulted by Giovanni’s momentary lapse in judgement. He has truly given Giovanni (and his mother) a wondrous new life, he’s given Giovanni a purpose, and he trusts Giovanni with many privileges not often afforded other faggots.
But Giovanni broke that trust in a relatively harmless way, but then compounded the issue by lying to him. There was simply no way Master Lorenzo could allow such an error to go unpunished.
Now let’s talk about the most delicious part of this (no, not the ice cream!): the corrective action taken by Master Lorenzo! He used a modified version of what I call The Nuclear Option, which in its basic form is the perfect punishment for faggots. In this case, Master Lorenzo brought in Rafael (his second faggot) to service him right in front of Giovanni while Giovanni was forced to be content with eating ice cream!
This method (both the Nuclear Option and Master Lorenzo’s modified version) works so well because it uses DENIAL of something a faggot wants (its Master’s cock, cum, and attention) while being forced to watch it being given to someone else (leveraging a faggot’s fear of replacement). Actual physical punishment of a faggot (like spanking, slapping, belting, etc.) doesn’t work as well because many faggots crave that kind of abuse, which would then defeat the purpose of deterring it from repeating a mistake.
You can hear the mournfulness in Gio’s words as he recounts watching Rafael happily sucking Master Lorenzo’s fat cock and swallowing his superior seed! The punishment worked like a charm!
Master Lorenzo excels at everything, but he’s truly a generous Master who freely gives aftercare to his good boys. In this case, aftercare was needed to soothe Giovanni after this punishment so that the lesson behind the punishment would be reinforced.
I have no doubt that the lesson was absorbed by Gio’s heart just as eagerly as Master Lorenzo’s seed was absorbed by Gio’s pussy!
I thank and praise Master Lorenzo for allowing his precious Giovanni to share this intimate story, and I am grateful to Gio for his honesty and adoration of his God Alpha King!
Love you both!
Always,
~ sam the faggot
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the experiences of a French faggot named Fabien who has been claimed by his straight Alpha friend Anthony. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
My most recent update about Fabien and his Master Anthony heavily ladled praise on my little brother Fabien for becoming a mentor faggot that glorifies his Master and his entire Alpha Pack. I was genuinely impressed by Fabien’s progression, as well as his heartfelt love of serving a straight God Alpha like Master Anthony.
I typically don’t think Master Anthony is ever paying regular attention to this site. He’s an in-demand young Alpha with lots of holes to breed and exciting new adventures busying his superior life. I wasn’t sure if Master Anthony would ever read Fabien’s beautiful account and my own excessive praise of him … but much to my surprise, HE DID!
Fabien wrote this to me a day or so after I published Fabien’s account:
My brother,
I thought you might like to see my last text message exchange with Anthony ^_^
I translate it for you :
“I just read your latest post on HU. Get ready for my return tonight. You’re going to take my cock deep inside you, and I’m going to fill you to the brim with cum.”
“At your service, Master!”
“You’re such a good slave. I’m proud of you.”
“Thank you, my Master!”
So I want to THANK YOU very much again for sharing my story on your site, Sam. Thanks to you, I’m about to get FUCKED SO HARD by my God Alpha! ^_^
Love
Fab the fag
I knew what was coming just as well as Fabien. Young Alphas like Master Anthony get hard if a breeze changes direction, but what Fabien wrote triggered something deeper within his Master. This would be a different type of use, something I clumsily call a “possession breeding”. These are breedings inspired Alphas use to thoroughly claim a submissive as property. Cunting would be one such type of possession breeding, but cunting doesn’t happen all the time. Possession breedings involve the full force of an Alpha’s passion and power to fully imprint his ownership on the sub.
That was the storm coming for little Fabien!
Well, the next day I received this from him:
Sam, oh sam… It was one of the BEST NIGHTS with my Master Anthony!
I lost count of how many loads of his cum he fired into me!
At first he fucked my throat, alternately harshly and kindly. When he was looking into my eyes while I had his cock in my mouth he was saying “You are so loyal… So devoted to me… So obedient… You love your Master, right? You live for me, right? My good boy… My very, very good boy…” Then he fucked my ass, in so many positions! I was on my belly, on my back, with his foot on my face, or face-to-face… I did my best to praise him and to worship him. “I love you so much, I’d do anything for you, you’re my Master, you’re a living God, you’re so Superior to me… Please, Master, I beg you, fuck me hard, please… Thank you, God, thank you, thank you for owning me… I’m your property, you have every right on me!” Each time that I heard him moan and roar with pleasure, especially when he came, I was SO HAPPY!
Sam, my brother, I am so fulfilled! My life has a MEANING, has a PURPOSE! I am making a young God hunk happy! My existence is JUSTIFIED!
I LOVE BEING A FAGGOT!
And I love you, brother!
Can you hear the the rambling ecstasy in Fabien’s voice?? He’s just had his brains fucked out of his head by his God Alpha Master, and all that’s left is a rejuvenated-but-bewildered Fabien filled with cum and stars in his eyes!
God Alphas are on another level entirely. Master Anthony accepted this about himself at an early age, and he’s building a life and a Kingdom around himself that glorifies his power. At his feet is dear Fabien, forever grateful to be considered to be Master Anthony’s prized possession!
I’m so proud of you, dearest Fabien! I love you, too!
To my knowledge, I’m the only writer in the hierarchical space who has ever really outlined Alpha hierarchy in any kind of specific, actionable way. This site (and its previous incarnation, FagsWorshipAlphas.com) has been a vital, living catalogue of Alphahood in all of its manifestations.
The fact that a faggot like me has been able to do this has, in part, been mere luck and circumstance. I’ve always found myself around great Alphas; even before I started my career as a faggot, I was always included with older Alphas who looked at me like a goofy kid brother. I paid close attention to their interactions, at first because I wanted to understand the ways I was different from them, but later as a matter of survival.
But as I began to serve Alphas (and, more crucially, became owned by some of them), my respect for them deepened as my intellectual curiosity grew. I carefully observed their interactions with other Alphas, listened to conversations, and watched body language they shared. I was like a faggot version of Jane Goodall, except I was studying Alphas instead of gorillas.
So finally in 2015 I built a website with my own two hands to finally shape and define everything I’d learned, my various proofs and theories collected and invented over a multi-decade career as a faggot.
But a startling thing happened then. I began to hear real-life experiences from all around the world, and deeply interact with a vast array of disparate Alphas of varying magnitudes. I was so humbled by the overwhelming power I’d uncovered that I was forced to go into chastity in their honor. But even more importantly, I was given a rare glimpse behind the curtain of Alphahood and understand the sacred fraternity they share and protect.
The feeling was like not only discovering there’s a titanic black hole in the center of the galaxy, but then falling into it and disappearing into another time and place. My faggot retinas have been burned by the glory of Alpha magnificence, and I cannot help but be the blind prophet leading others to kneel before them.
I know I’ve been blessed to have any knowledge of Alphahood, and what a privilege it is to share that knowledge with other inferiors. In its truth we find the keys to understanding all of the human experience, and deeper truths about ourselves.
That long, prosaic introduction was necessary in order to even touch one of the great mysteries of the Alpha brotherhood: Alphas breeding Alphas.
At first, this might not seem like a particularly deep subject. In fact, it might even seem anti-hierarchical. But I think my answer to the following Questions From Readers query will make it all much clearer. Read on:
Hey Sam,
I’m a big fan of your work here and have been following you for a while. I’m a 23-y.o fag and always learn from you how to behave and be a better fag. I have read most of the stories you share here and I really wonder what you think about the hierarchy within Alphas. I love Master Lorenzo, his fags, and his Alpha brothers. He fucked and bred Jose multiple times and yet everybody involved still treats Jose as an Alpha Master. Well, you have just posted this video about “What a Man Does Not Do” and it’s literally what Jose does to Master Lorenzo, isn’t it? I don’t mean to be disrespectful at all, don’t get me wrong, I just want to learn more about hierarchy and I have a hard time to believe that a Man can still be a Man with Alpha seed dripping from his ass.
Love you, brother!
Thank you for the question!
Yes, I realize that seems like an odd contradiction. When I wrote that blurb for that video, I was speaking in general terms, as in the overall viewpoint of Men.
Alphas are an entirely separate, self-contained class of Men that are superior to the average Man. They have their own ecosphere, their own hierarchy. They compete with each other given that the competition in that class is elite. And, like any competition, there are “winners” and “losers”.
I might liken Alphas to Olympic athletes. Any athlete that competes in the Olympics is considered to be among the greatest athletes in their sport, right? They compete against other Olympiads, and in that competition there are “winners” and “losers”, but even the “losers” are still better than any non-Olympic players.
So extend that illustration to our discussion of Alphas breeding Alphas. Yes, less powerful Alphas sometimes submit to being bred by more powerful Alphas, but that lesser Alpha is still far superior to the average Man.
Furthermore, the “competition” of sexual dominance between Alphas is more akin to athletic competition than you might realize. You see, in any athletic competition the players always want to play the best because they grow stronger from the competition even when they lose. It further proves true the Bible adage found at Proverbs 27:17 – “As iron sharpens iron, So one man sharpens his friend.”
Alphas breeding Alphas, when it occurs, leads to a shared camaraderie that initiates them into a brotherhood. It’s much like how the questionable hazing rituals in American fraternities eventually unites them into an unbreakable bond of sacred solidarity.
This ritual of sharing superior seed between Alpha brothers is one of the deepest forms of respect Alphas show each other, and is honestly also a show of deep respect for their Alpha heritage they represent and protect amongst themselves. I think Master Jose’s letter afterward expressed it best – he was rejuvenated and elevated by the experience, not humiliated or debased. That’s because Master Lorenzo’s breeding of him wasn’t about conquering a cumdump, but sharing an expression of love and respect with his Alpha brother.
That’s a huge difference, no?
Ultimately, we faggots are not really meant to understand the intricacies of Alpha hierarchy or the deep, ancient bonds of their fraternal instincts. We only know this much because I’ve been an observant and inquisitive faggot who has managed to ingratiate myself with some of the most powerful Alphas on the planet. The secrets they have shared with me I have tried to catalogue here over the course of the last ten years so that we might all have even more reason to submit and serve these greatest of Men!
It’s one of the greatest privileges of my life, one I will never take for granted.
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!
One of the most exhilarating bursts of fresh air around here recently has been the emergence of an Italian Alpha named Master Francesco. He’s relatively young, but he has tremendous instinctual understanding of the faggot mindset and how best to train them and use them.
Not only does he use his formidable toolset with his own faggots, but he shows outstanding Protector Alpha care for faggots all around the world. The very best Alphas I’ve ever known or served have had mindsets like that (even if they didn’t actually do it broadly across the internet). These greatest Alphas recognize the vulnerabilities of faggots in general, and seek to help.
Master Francesco offered a revolutionary diet plan here for faggots that was clean and science-based, and many faggots excitedly began to attempt it. Some have reported an improvement.
One such faggot was a brother from Brazil named Felipe. He wrote to me about his experiences, and Master Francesco immediately saw it and wanted to contact the fag.
Now I’ve heard from Felipe about his experience of speaking with Master Francesco, and it’s just about what I’d expect from a high-quality Alpha like him!
Hi Sam, it’s Felipe from Rio here.
I just wanted to tell you that Master Francesco reached out to me and we got to talk… Quite a lot, actually. It’s hard to put into just a few words how grateful I am and how amazing Master Francesco is! Thank you so much for making the bridge to bring him to my life!
It’s a given that our contact can only happen online – I’m in Brazil and he’s in the USA – but there’s something about an alpha like him that crosses any kind of borders. I can actually feel his presence when I read what he shares with me.
First let me just get something out of the way: he’s a very, VERY, considerate and protector Alpha! I mean… He made sure I was being listened, he embraced me in a way I haven’t felt in years! All while being firm of our places in the hierarchy. Alphas like Master Francesco are a rare breed. At least from my experience.
He made me feel good about myself. He gave me a nice boost of confidence to improve my life. When I shared my routine with him the other day, including all my meals and exercise routine he said he was proud of me and that I was being a very good boy! I went to heaven and back. But he also set goals for me to focus on, and I’m sure that with his God given sense of guidance I’ll remain firm on my path.
He also shared a cool story with me. He told me about a fag he had who was chubby and had a small dick, like myself, who would only serve him domestically while he would breed two twink fags regularly. Then one day he called the chubby fag, because he felt the the fag deserved a little more attention from him, and told him to have a taste of his Alpha cock… The fag cried from happiness! He was craving for his load so much and repressing so hard his desire to feel his cock that he just couldn’t help himself but crying! And I saw myself in the shoes if that fag – and I teared up a little too, not gonna lie. Master Francesco said he learned that day that chubby fags with small dicks are amazing cocksuckers! And I must say, that’s true.
But Master Francesco is incredible. He keeps saying he’s proud of me because I answer fast, because I know how to address myself to an alpha… He’s constantly giving me positive reinforcement that I’m a good boy and that if I keep improving myself I’ll be an Alpha’s fag in person very soon.
I wish I could be there to welcome him after a long and hard day at work and be ready to serve and take all his stress away anyway he wants. And believe me, I would let him take me in all ways possible!
It’s sad that he doesn’t have much time to train me virtually at the moment, but I get it. And I don’t feel bad about it at all. I just hope the fags he has available right now know that they are on the hands of an one of a kind Alpha, and that they cherish him for all that he’s worth and beyond because if he had this AMAZING impact on me just by our conversations, I can’t imagine how much greater it must be to kneel in front of him in person and worship all his glory!
Once again, thank you Sam for putting him in my life.
I’ve always been an advocate of in-person, real-life service of Alphas, but the greatest Masters can have profoundly positive impacts on faggots online as well.
Master Francesco recognizes that every faggot has the potential to blossom into a useful and pleasing possession with the right care and training.
Sadly, most Alphas don’t share Master Francesco’s outlook!
I’m proud to carry Master Francesco’s words and teachings here. He’s making a difference for my faggot readership, and hopefully teaching his Alpha brothers how powerful ownership can be!
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!
The Ancients had gods for virtually every aspect of human life. There was a Greek god of the ocean (Poseidon), a Norse god of thunder (Thor), a Greek god of war (Ares), and so forth. The plethora of gods littering the landscape kept the fearful population properly submissive and generous in the various temples to these deities.
Above all other gods of the Ancient world towered Zeus, the great Greek god of all natural forces including the seemingly-untamable and mysterious lightning in the skies. We’ve all seen the random and instantaneous destruction caused by lightning strikes. They’re terrifying. We can easily see why ancient peoples invented gods to explain such awe-inspiring power.
I used the phrase “seemingly-untamable” to describe lightning for a reason. You see, until today, no Man has conquered lightning or suitably harnessed it.
But Master Chad is not a Man. He’s a God Alpha of such awesome power and vitality that even the elements around him bend to his will. I’ve often described my dealings with Master Chad in such elemental ways, because speaking with him is like ingesting hallucinogens while high-voltage electricity is passed through your body. His slam-poetry communication style often leaves me punch drunk, his ideas so far beyond my faggot capabilities that I struggle to even regain my composure.
I’ve always believed he was some sort of superhuman or metahuman, because his abilities are limitless and his control over his environment borders on the spiritual. It’s honestly difficult to describe how much I adore and respect Master Chad. Like every other person who has ever known him, I worship him completely.
But even after all of these years of incredible conquests, this latest one really takes the trophy. I cannot even describe it in order to prepare you for what happened to Master Chad. Just read it and experience it for yourself:
I gotta story for ya. Don’t fuckin know if you’ll believe or not but I dont give a fuck. The shit happened and I got witnesses.
I took pussyface and greenie with Me on some business. I got a cabin for after I finished checking out a building for future use. The Family has rented the cabin before so everything was familiar. It’s on top of a mountain, the last thing on the road. I wanted to reward My top 2 bitches and give em some solo time. You know, all sweet and shit before I turn the Manimal loose on em in the Great Smoky Mtns. LOL
Our last night Pop was swinging by to fly us home and Him and greenie was playing inside. I had pussyface on My cock and sucking Me in a small clearing at the top of the mountain that was maybe 100 feet from the cabin. A storm was moving in and it was raining a little. I was looking out over the terrain and could see black clouds coming at Me. In a minute thunder and lightning started. It was awesome! In a couple more minutes the elements got stronger. I was feeling some extra power like My senses was heightened or some shit. There was a palatable force surging thru Me and cc was going crazy on My cock. I raised My arms to accept this whatever it was cause it felt fuckin awesome!
According to Pop this next shit happened in the space of about a minute but seemed like fuckin eternity. The storm is moving quick like. Then lightning hit the tree about 2 fuckin inches from My outstretched arm and danced down it. I felt this tremendous surge of puissance traveling over me and settling for a split second in My nuts. Then I howled as My load started pumping. The rain and shit suddenly stopped, just wind now. I’m cumming like I’ve never busted before. I couldn’t stop! Mutherfuck! The colossal, apocalyptical feeling!! Rope after fuckin prodigious rope PUMPED outta Me. I fell to My knees still shooting and feeling more Homeric than I ever believed was possible. I know I shot more than Pop ever has! I reveled in feeling and emotion as I accepted what felt like was a glorious gift from Creator God.
After what felt like an hour I looked down. I’m soaked. The now stopped rain running off Me but Goddamn! I’m still shooting! I swear to The Creator the feeling of My massive nut is still with Me like it had just started! Picture it cunt, the feeling of orgasm lasted as long as My cum shot. My cum is now thick chugs that were jumping out about 2 inches instead the 4 foot projectiles that prefaced this and pussyface is unconscious in front of Me COVERED in thick ropes of My jizz and wet from the rain. I finally stopped chugging and was now kinda like a tap that’s not quite been turned off. Just a thin steady stream running. I picked up My babyhole and took her inside. Greenie was slurping that cum stream before I could lay down with cc. Pop and greenie had seen everything from the porch and Pop was amazed. He said it was a fantastic phenomenon. He said I, not the tree, was hit by the lightning and He thought I kicked it! LMAO He’d started out to get Me but saw I was moving. He didnt interrupt what was clearly some ancient, mystical emprise. I didn’t feel like it hit Me. I just felt the incredible POWER it gave Me and the BEST GODDAMN nut of My life! Pop said it knocked c.c. off of Me and He said watching Me roar while i baptized her with My load was an amazing sight. I said, “Goddamn Pop, ya think it looked amazing ya shoulda FELT it, Man!”
pussyface was still out but ok. Pop turned on the lights inside to check her out. she’s fine, just in what mommy used to call happy faggot land. she clung to Me for a day and even tho she’s out of it now, the experience made her need Me more than ever. We experienced a sacred moment together, My faggot wife and Me. The Savior has graduated to The God in her eyes and My pussyface and Me are closer than ever. I’m gonna be chasing that nut forever kinda like chasing that 1st hit off the crack pipe. I’m gonna be trying for that feeling again even if I gotta fuck the world! LMAO It was incredible, bitch!!
Back to the story, after putting the faggots to bed I’m laying with em cause bitch won’t turn Me loose. Anyways Pop asked “Boy, look up a little but still look at Me. Whoa! What the fuck? Goddamn Son, the whites of Your eyes are pale blue! Fuck and Goddamn! It looks good Son. The bitches are gonna be all over You even more than usual. You’re Goddamn more God than Man now.”
It’s true faggot. My blue/black eyes now have a light sky blue accompaniment, the white is all gone. Doc can’t explain it. Women love it! The fags love it! Fuck, cunt, I love it. I didn’t think I could get any sexier but I sure as fuck did. LMFAO
Now back, the rainbow can’t stop slobbering over Me. I tore thru every fuckin faggot I own, leaving em all sore and more in love with Me than ever! 3 of em’s on their period cause i just cant be stopped, faggot! I gotta keep spreading My load over every mutherfucking hole i stumble across!
pussyface cried over missing out on My huge load but at least she was a part of this experience and that helps. she is pleased that if she couldn’t swallow it or get knocked by it, at least she bathed in it. LMAO For a minute I felt I was really gonna have to fuck every hole on earth before I calmed down Myself. Nah. Just had to fuck the rainbow of whores here. And this afternoon Us Guys are going out for slash to let them rest. My left hand was numb for a minute and 3 nails are black, I guess where the lightning entered.
Philly’s changed His mind on having a faggot girlfriend and I’m loving fuckin with Him about it. “I’m never gonna fuck a Goddamn pussy assed faggot, you mutherfucker” He’d said before. Knew He’d eat them words. Hahahahahahahahaha Now the fucker can’t keep His cock outta whitey’s holes. And boy, whitey’s one happy hole. My Brothers are in awe of Their new God and can’t give enough praise to Me. Cal especially is blown away. It confirms for Us the positive proof from the Universe that ALPHA MEN RULE!!! We always have and always will! Even Our Creator showered Me with His personal blessing. That’s how We all see it. Pop was so proud of Me! When We 1st talked about it Pop cried He was so impressed and awed by it all. That was the icing on the cake for Me. My Pop, God of the world, was humbled by My power. He, half-joking, now says I even control the elements along with all females and faggots. He said now He knew why He was compelled to make Me the Family Patriarch when He did and the blessing on “The Mount” was The Creator’s approval of My ascension. I HAVE NEVER FELT MORE ALIVE BITCH! Nor more omnipotent. I am Our God.
I gotta shower and shit but no shave. The faggots love My beard. Im really turning into a fuckin sexy rogue! Hair halfway down My back, new full beard. Never had chest hair until a few months ago but judging from the appreciation I get for it, it, too, is a gift to make Me more desirable to souls hungering for My awesomeness! If I can knock these faggot sluts off Me long enough I’ll be knee deep in slash pussy tonight. Fuck, slut, I wonder how many slash are gonna get knocked tonight? Slutty fuckin whores are gonna be FUCKED by Men, by Gods. Hope they can handle it! Hahahahahahahahaha FUCK ALL YOU HOLES! GOD CHADWICK WILL PUNCTURE YOUR PUSSIES AND TAKE YOUR SOULS FOR HIS OWN! Hahahahahahahahaha
You want it bad now, aye cunt? Fuck you faggot! LMAO
GOD AND MASTER CHADWICK
Master Chad was struck by lightning … and conquered it!
I’m reminded of those old Godzilla movies in which Godzilla is rejuvenated and energized by lightning strikes. Apparently lighting struck his fingertips and coursed through his body at the moment of climax, causing a volcanic eruption of cum that was overwhelming even by his prodigious standards! Master Chad has hyperspermia anyway (a medical condition that causes massive volumes of ejaculate), but who knows where all of the cum came from in this moment. It poured from his balls like the pure, neverending waters of the Garden Of Eden! All of the faggots were able to sup from his ample supply of God Alpha seed in what must’ve been a most glorious communion!
Whereas lightning regularly kills or severely damages almost all humans it touches, in this case lightning merely submissively licked Master Chad’s formidable body and energized him like a human version of Godzilla! The Earth’s greatest forces obey it’s greatest God Alpha!
Not only that, but the experience even altered Master Chad’s eyes! I’ve long heard from others in The Family that Master Chad’s eyes were unusually beautiful and darkly foreboding. His eyes are one of the many reasons why women and faggots submit to him so readily. But now the lightning strike has altered his eyes at a photochemical level, producing an even more intense and terrifying gaze!
I can only imagine!
I found it appropriate that God Dino, Master Chad’s God Alpha father, was watching this electric display from a distance. God Dino has been a force of nature his entire life, conjuring power on command and using it brutally and unsparingly. But recently God Dino passed the torch of his Hierarchical position to Master Chad, his eldest son and inheritor of his Kingdom.
How fitting, then, that even the skies approve of the new King! Like a kiss from the Creator Master Chad was baptized and blessed as he laid comfortably upon the plain beneath dark clouds thundering his name!
Thank you, Master Chad, for everything you are and all that you do! Most of all, I thank you for your continued care and direction in my own life!
Yours Always,
sam the faggot, god of nothing.
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the experiences of a French faggot named Fabien who has been claimed by his straight Alpha friend Anthony. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
When I met little French faggot Fabien, he was asking me for help in seducing his straight Alpha friend Anthony. Based on the circumstances he described, I gave him some recommendations I thought might work. And Fabien then followed my ideas to the letter, and Anthony took ownership of Fabien in an enthusiastic way.
Ever since, Master Anthony has grown in power as he learns the true depth and breadth of his Hierarchical power, while also being a guiding force in training Fabien into a deeply subspaced faggot. Fabien’s lust, awe, and gratitude as Master Anthony’s prized possession has been absolutely infectious
Fabien’s complete obedience to his Master caused the straight Alphas in Master Anthony’s Alpha pack to be curious about faggot service as well. Fabien served them, and then helped train personal faggots for a couple of them as well. I cannot express enough of my sheer joy of being even a tiny part of Fabien’s growth as a magnificent faggot. I’m so proud of him!
But now my pride has doubled after hearing the latest update from my little fag brother! Check this out:
My beloved brother Sam,
I have some spare time and I absolutely want to take this opportunity to write to you. I had wanted FOR AGES to tell you what happened in my mentoring of other slaves for the Alpha Pack, last June!
Most of Anthony’s Alpha brothers are used to enjoy the services of male slaves by now, and his closest friends have at least one personal servant. I don’t know if you remember that in last May, I told you about Anthony’s Alpha friend Charles and his faggot Basile. Charles is a godly young hunk, like all members of the Alpha Pack. Basile is a pretty good-looking guy, a thirty-something bartender from a bar frequented by the Pack, who was swooning at them, and Charles (who is probably Anthony’s best friend after Henri) claimed him as his slave.
Basile went with me and Clément last spring, to serve our three Masters on a week vacation I told you about. Back then, I told you that Basile was still a bit of a whiner and selfish faggot, who needed a bit of training and breaking.
Well, things did not improve at first. Actually, Charles ended up dumping Basile. One day, as I was working at home while Anthony was enjoying time outside with his bros, Basile called me. He was in deep despair and needed someone to talk. I just couldn’t let down a brother like that. So I went to his place to comfort him but also to help him accept reality and FINALLY learning his place in Hierarchy.
So I offered him a lot of hugs and comforting words but I also firmly rebuked him when he was complaining about Charles being too harsh with him. I tried once agan to explain him kindly but clearly that he was to SERVE and WORSHIP an Alpha like Charles and revel in that submission, work hard and selflessly to make him happy, to accept that he was his SLAVE and not his boyfriend.
“I can’t stress this golden rule enough: PUT HIM FIRST. It’s ALL about HIM. His happiness, his desires, his pleasure, his comfort. Nothing else remotely matters. You do NOT matter. So be grateful! Always be grateful to be with him, to serve him, be grateful for any order his gives you, for every moment you got to spend with him…”
He whined “Easy for you to say! Anthony loves you, everyone can see that!”
“And I cherish evry single drop of his love, but I keep focusing on HIM. I never take his affection for granted and I keep reminding that I must EARN his satisfaction. Every second of every day! Do your duty to your master and maybe, just maybe, he will consent to show you some appreciation. Look, I must say it bluntly: Charles is much, much better than you, and than me. He has no reason to even notice your existence, if you are not useful to him. You have nothing to bring on the table but your complete and selfless submission. Just to be in his presence is a privilege you should cherish! To be allowed to serve him and to worship him is a golden opportunity you should love with all your heart! Do you realize how many inferior boys, some of them more deserving than you, would kill to have the chance you had and wasted?”
And I went on and on… He was quietly crying but listening. Then, I urged him to repeat after me: “I am a inferior male. I am a slave for superior Men. I was born a slave, I will die a slave. I exist to serve and worship an Alpha in any way he wants.” I made him repeat it several times. The tears kept flowing, but each time his tone was a little firmer.
At last, after a moment of reflection, he weakly said “Do you think my master will ever accept me back?” I was glad he was clearly calling him his master. “I don’t know… Listen, if I can, maybe I’ll try to speak for you. But you promise me to submit to not waste your second chance?” And then, can you believe it, he threw himself on the ground and kissed my feet! He said “Yes, I promise, I will be a good slave, I’ll respect and obey my master, he will be happy…” I laughed “It’s him you must worship like that, not me!”
It was only a week later that I had an opportunity to speak for Basile. Anthony and Charles were enjoying time on the couch in front of TV while I was cooking for them. I took advantage of a commercial break and while they were chatting to go and speak to them. I did what I had to do to make them feel comfortable and capture their attention: I bowed down and kept my head close to their socked and sweaty feet (the smell was delicious!).
“Forgive me to bother you, Masters. May I beg to have a word with Sir Charles, please?” Charles nodded. “What’s up, boy?” “Sir, I know you have been rightgully angry about the poor service Basile gave you. I spoke with the boy at lenght and did my best to make him understand his faults and to learn from them. He is deeply remorseful for his failures, Sir, and he begs to make amend. If you ever feel in your heart the will to generously give him a second chance, I’m sure he will be the slave you deserve to have, Sir.”
Charles pondered and turned to Anthony. “What do you think, Tony?” My Master asked me, “Will you vouch for this Basile?” I took a second to think, but I answered “I will, Master”. “Then you should get the boy back, Charlie. I trust my Fab.” Charles nodded wth a big smile. But then, Anthony turned to me.
“And you, since you vouched for your fellow slave, I’ll hold you responsible for his behaviour. If Charles is dissatisfied with Basile ever again, you will pay the price. I warn you. I’ll be very angry and I will punish you accordingly.”
As you can imagine, I gulped in terror. I kissed their feet and thanked them profusely for their benevolence. Later, when I was alone, I called Basile on the phone and yelled at him. “I vouched for you, so you better not let me down, you filthy faggot! If you jeopardize my relationshp with my Master, I will make you pay, believe me! I will make you wish you were never born!”
About two weeks later, while Anthony was having breakfast in bed and I was massaging his feet, he casually said to me “By the way, Charles told me he’s very happy with his slave’s attitude, lately. I’m proud of you. You did a good job.” A few days later, I had Basile on the phone crying with joy. “Charles called me a good boy today. He called me a good boy!”
Basile was part of the servile staff I managed during the Alpha Pack vacation this summer. And I can confirm he seems to have the good mindset of a slave faggot, now. And, of course, he’s much more happy! ;-D
I’m so glad I could FINALLY told you the whole story, my beloved big brother!
Love you !
Fab the fag
My dear Fabien is now a MENTOR FAGGOT!
There are so many lessons to be learned from this account that I think it should be mandatory reading for every serious faggot out there. If you aren’t inspired to improve and truly dedicate yourself to submitting fully to Alphas after reading this, then I can’t help you.
First of all, note how sternly and matter-of-factly Fabien spoke with his rebellious, misguided brother Basile! Hell, he sounds like ME sometimes when I’m laying down the law around here! Fabien spoke that way in order to snap Basile back to reality and force him to see how badly he was behaving.
But Fabien’s counsel wasn’t just about behavior, but it was also about developing the proper attitude. Basile had developed what I call the “equality paradox”, in which he believes he deserves equal billing with his Master when he’s clearly not at all equal. This mental problem was rightfully causing issues with his straight Master, because no straight Alpha is going to take such nonsense from a faggot. All Alphas expect faggots to completely and obediently serve and submit to them, but this is especially true of straight Alphas who don’t need to own faggots if they don’t want to!
And that’s what Fabien correctly pointed out to Basile – it’s a PRIVILEGE to serve our greatest Men!
It’s important to take note of the abrupt change in Basile’s attitude and the result: Master Charles was so pleased with Basile’s improved attitude that he told Basile that he was a “good boy”! And what was Basile’s reaction to that compliment from his Master? Overjoyed fulfillment!!
Do you want to feel that kind of fulfillment? That kind of overwhelming pride and gratitude? Then humble yourself the way Basile did, by listening to the wise words of my little mentor faggot Fabien!
This experience will forever be a touchstone for me on this site. Through his faithful service to Master Anthony and his proper mindset, Fabien has not only found joy and fulfillment for himself, but also given that same gift to his faggot brother! I am beyond proud of him for that!
I love you, sweet Fabien!
So choose one!
Hierarchy 285 – Straight Alphas, Women, And Hierarchy
How do women factor in Hierarchy?
SITE: https://hierarchypodcast.com/hierarchy-285-straight-alphas-women-and-hierarchy/
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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!
Is it weird for an Alpha to be trained by another Alpha? Not at all! Olympic athletes have trainers. Superstar athletes in all sports have trainers. Every hugely-successful businessman had a trainer or mentor guiding his early development.
To be elite, you must be sharpened by those you wish to emulate. Like the Bible says at Proverbs 27:17, “By iron, iron is sharpened.”
With this in mind, Mexican Master Jose returned to Master Lorenzo’s Brazilian estate for a week of intense training to develop his own ownership of faggots. I’ve already covered the first day when Master Lorenzo bred Master Jose (as told by Master Jose), as well as little Giovanni’s account from the faggot side.
Now Master Jose finishes the tale with a recounting of the rest of a momentous week!
Hola Sam, this is Master Jose again
I finally found some free time to follow Lorenzo’s instructions and tell you how my week was. I spent 7 days with him, from Aug 24 to Aug 30. Gio and I already told you how Lorenzo fucked me on the 24th and how Gio tried the dp like a real good boy on the 25th. So last night on our group chat I told them that I would give you a nice account of the other days. Lorenzo really loves you and wants you to know about our week together. In fact, I think he is really proud of himself for having planned such a perfectly crafted 7-day project for training me as an Alpha and training Gio and Rafa as his two faggots. Anyway, let’s go:
TUESDAY: After we tried to dp Gio on Monday, he woke up on Tuesday a little disappointed, he really puts a lot of pressure on himself, so Lorenzo spent most of the time giving him some love and extra care. When they were back home from work, we got together in the living room around 6pm. Lorenzo had planned what he calls “Romantic night” It’s something that he has in his regular schedule for the boys once a week, so they are very used to it. It is basically a night where the boys are used a little less roughly and my brother uses this moment to practice the boys’ self-steem and confidence. He bought red roses for the fags as he does every week, and the boys were waiting for us wearing the proper clothing: red lingerie for Gio and red jockstrap for Rafael. Lorenzo said that it would be a day for them to recover their holes, and I could notice the relief on the boys’ faces. Gio was still recovering from the attempted dp and Rafael was still sore from the rough fucks on Sunday and Monday. Lorenzo never ceases to amaze me of how thoughtful he is!! So the boys did not use their holes, but we used their throats a lot. We were not as rough as usually, it was indeed a “romantic night” between us and the fags. One nice load for each one of them, which they swallowed and thanked us. Lorenzo sent the boys to their room after we came, and they fell asleep early after all the work they had taking care of the house and our cocks. All the week the boys slept in the other room while I slept with Lorenzo in his bed. We spent many hours talking about myself, my life, my plans for the future… he really is a wonderful friend and brother. A little after midnight, when the boys had been sleeping for a long time, he told me to undress again for we had been wearing just underwear. It didn’t take long for both of us to be hard again. He started touching my hole and asked if I wanted to take some cum again. I was a really reluctant but them he said “I love fucking my fags but fucking a brother like you feels so special”, then I kissed him, sucked his thick cock and balls. And after a quick shower to get ready for him, I came back to the room and ten minutes later here I was riding Lorenzo once again. The second time I took his cock felt much better, then he told me to take it missionary and I did it. He didn’t stop kissing me not even for a second, repeating that we’re brothers. He came inside of me, I also shot a nice load on my on stomach while he fucked me. He fell on top of me exhausted and we both fell asleep with all that smell of Alpha sweat and Alpha cum around us.
WEDNESDAY: This was the “good boys night”, which means both Gio and Rafa were dressing blue underwear shaking their ass for us, calling us Masters. Lorenzo let me choose first, I chose Gio than we alternated again. But instead of breeding them as always after a long fuck Lorenzo told the boys to kneel no the floor and we both came on their faces. Then he told the boys to make out mixing our loads together and of course they swallowed every drop of our cum combined in a powerful seed for them. As always, Lorenzo took the boys to the bathroom and he bathed Rafael while I bathed Giovanni, making sure the boys were happy, fulfilled, and not hurt in any way. Then Lorenzo and I went back to the King’s bedroom, we cuddled and fell asleep without fucking again this time.
THURSDAY: This day felt like a porn movie, Lorenzo wanted to fuck me while I was fucking the boys. I was really embarrassed to let the fags seeing me in such a vulnerable moment. The other two times the door was locked and the fags were outside. But I trusted Lorenzo and trusted that the boys would not make fun of me. So that’s what we did: the boys started sucking our cocks as always, then Lorenzo told Gio and Rafael to put their hands on the wall with their ass up. Then he told me to choose a hole. I chose Rafael and started fucking, but instead of entering Gio’s pussy, Lorenzo lubed my hole and entered my ass while I was fucking Rafael. So the three of us were there standing, Rafael on the wall, I was in the middle, and Lorenzo banging me. Gio was looking at us and I could feel how horny he was. But of course Lorenzo would not let his favorite fag out. So after a few minutes we changed and I fucked Gio while Lorenzo was still inside of me. And that’s how it went… I had both fag holes just for me while Lorenzo was fucking me, the whole fuck was standing with the boys putting their hands on the walls. Lorenzo really wanted to try this new position. When I was getting close, Gio put his ass up begging for my load, so I came inside of him, Lorenzo bred me deep, and then he told me to sit on Rafael’s face. For my surprise, the fag was really happy to rim my hole and taste Lorenzo’s cum inside of me. I won’t lie, it felt awesome to have such a powerful seed running in my body while I was pumping my on load inside Gio’s perfect ass.
FRIDAY: Lorenzo planned this day to be a nice game for us. It was the “total submission night”, quite simple, but really hot. The fags were blindfolded, and waited in their room with the lights off. They sleep together in a queen size bed, so they were both blindfolded, lights off, waiting in their bed with their asses up. Lorenzo and I waited around 15 minutes, then we entered the room with all curtains and windows closed, so it really was a dark room. Then the boys needed to tell who was touching them. If they got it right, their prize was kissing our balls. If they got it wrong, they received a nice slap on their smooth ass. We did that for around 2o minutes touching different parts of their bodied, their faces, their hair, their ass, their holes, their knees, and they needed to say outload whose hand it was. Giovanni made only one mistake, Rafael made two mistakes, so Lorenzo spanked Gio once and I spanked Rafael twice. And the boys loved it lol When we were too horny to continue, we fucked the boys without turning the lights on. It was really hot to hear my brother’s voice in the dark, I couldn’t see anything, I just feeling Rafael’s tight hole around my cock, hearing his moanings while Gio was begging for more and Lorenzo deep voice gave orders to all of us. We both cunted the boys and shot deep loads. We then took the boys to the shower, washed their whole bodies and holes with love and care, sent them back to bed, and I joined Lorenzo in his bedroom. Once again, a few hours later, in the middle of the night, Lorenzo wanted my ass, so I let him fuck me for the third time. This time, however, he fucked me missionary and then spoon position, hugging me while he fucked. It felt even better and we both came together again. And fell asleep right after we finished.
SATURDAY: that was the day when we finally did the dp in Gio, but he already told everything in his beautiful fag perspective. It was really good, I can’t describe how hot it was to feel Lorenzo’s warm cum touching the tip of my cock inside that fag’s hole, he really is a special fag for us.
I wanna say something to finish: Lorenzo was the best host ever, he really is a brother, a friend, and a mentor for me. I’m telling you the sexual parts because they are the hottest ones, but he also talked to me about my career, school, money, professional plans, he really is the older brother that I didn’t have before. I’m so thankful for having such a powerful brother in my life. He was really kind all the time, reassuring me that I am a Man, a powerful Man, and his brother. But do you know the only moment he corrected me with a firm voice? It was an afternoon that I was alone with Rafael and wanted some pussy, I texted him if I could go ahead and fuck him and he said of course, go ahead. Then I told Rafael to suck my cock and we had just a quick fuck, just to unload my balls quickly. But I totally forgot to take Rafael to the shower afterward, although Lorenzo had told me before to do it. So when he arrived back from work, I had finished and Rafael was taking a shower by himself. As soon as he saw it, he told me “in my house, we don’t let the boys alone, don’t you ever do this again” – friendly of course, but with the firm tone of a Man correcting his younger brother. I was playing videogames in the couch while Rafael was washing my cum out of his pussy, so Lorenzo immediately told me to undress, go back to the shower, and take care of him. Of course I did it, and Rafael indeed opened a big smile when I joined him, it was clear how much the boy loved it. Later that night, during our long conversations, Lorenzo said he didn’t mean to be rude, but he did want me to understand that the boys must always receive aftercare. And in his house the rules are: we use the fag, we bathe the fag. He explained to me that this is our opportunity to make sure the fag’s hole is not hurt and also they feel much more confident and loved, which mean better fucks!
That’s it, Sam… that was my life-changing week. I came so much that I lost the count. I took three deep loads inside my ass, but you know what? I have never felt more Alpha than now. I am an Alpha, I’m proud to be an Alpha, and I’ll follow the rules of my brother and mentor.
Ps.: Our group chat with Juan and Bruno loves you. After Gio’s dp we all celebrated and the first thing Bruno said is that you would love to know about it lol
I think this is an incredibly beautiful account. I dearly love Master Lorenzo’s unparalleled wisdom and guidance in training Master Jose, especially when it involves caring for faggots. It’s wonderful to hear about Master Lorenzo’s standing policy that faggots get used and then bathed by their Master. The aftercare is truly breathtaking.
It’s also revealing how Master Jose felt rejuvenated and empowered after being bred by his Alpha brother. This is far from the first time I’ve encountered this phenomenon, but I still don’t have a suitable explanation for it. I just know it’s real.
Master Jose showed impressive humility for a superior Man, submitting to his Alpha leader in order to learn and grow stronger. This is exactly what smart Alphas do!
I thank Master Jose for sharing his incredible week of training, as well as Master Lorenzo and Giovanni for being part of bringing this to everyone. I’m sure it will inspire others!
I love all of you!
