Straight God Alpha Master Dino and his fag-wife Jamie made themselves known to me in the summer of 2020. Little did I know that their incredible story – and the stories of Master Dino’s sons and the other countless Alphas and faggots that form their crazy Family – would transform the precursor to this site, Fags Worship Alphas.
Longtime readers know this legendary series of threads, but for the newbies, I can only warn you to STRAP IN. Master Dino’s Family will scramble your mind, upend your perception of life’s possibilities, and help you come to an understanding of the deeper truths of Hierarchy.
Restoring these threads has become more important to me now that my beloved friend and mentor, Jamie, has recently died of cancer. I resurrect this humongous story in honor of him and his unequaled Owner and husband, Master Dino.
You can access this thread by clicking the pic above, or CLICKING HERE!
It has been an undeserved privilege to carry and protect this integral tale of dominance, power, purpose, and even love. I do it with gratitude and humility and a hushed, solemn awe.
Always,
sam the faggot
The following post is part of a thread following the rise of a straight college Alpha named Jason who has taken ownership of a faggot classmate named Mason! CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
I’ve been blessed with some truly wild circumstances during my ten years of teaching Hierarchy online. I tutored multiple straight Alphas in Canada on how to own personal, live-in faggots. I’ve covered dramatic rapes almost live via email. I’ve helped fathers and sons navigate hierarchical roles with compassion and care. I’ve witnessed a fag brother having his entire company taken over by a young God Alpha. I’ve had my podcast cause a straight Alpha to take ownership of the faggot he caught listening to it. And on and on. Longtime readers know of my track record.
Many times these stories seemed unbelievable to ME, let alone my readership, and I was often accused of making things up. But these stories are all true.
However, few stories have blown my mind quite as much as the following story that has been developing here over the last couple of weeks. I’m not even sure what the chances are of this situation happening randomly – they must be infinitesimal – but that’s exactly what happened!
I’ll try to walk you through it.
Readers may remember a recent series of “Questions From Readers” asks from a faggot named Mason who thought he was an Alpha but found himself fantasizing about a more powerful Alpha at his school. I’ve assembled those asks HERE.
There were three such asks from Mason, and I was advising him on how to tempt this Alpha into using him. This mostly involved asking leading questions or even kneeling before this Alpha to trigger his dominance. Mason would cautiously try these suggestions, and they did seem to be producing the desired result.
Meanwhile, I received a nondescript ask from an anonymous Alpha about a friend he wanted to force into submission. You can read that HERE.
Then, out of the blue, I received the following email from that anonymous Alpha:
Yo I wanted to keep you updated on my story. But I’m writing as an email instead of a question because I think my friend, Mason, who I’m making my fag is the guy who’s asking questions about thinking he was an alpha until being in college. I say this for a couple reasons, one we both are in a frat together like his story, two his physical descriptions in the story are similar to my friend, and three the day I did part of what you told me, he sent you his story about being called a good boy. I find this so amusing because I did only part of what you said because despite being an alpha I care deeply for my friends and wanted to truly confirm before making a decisive move. But now I know he’s already a fag so no need in holding back LMAO. I just saw his story today and plan on giving him one more day to admit who is to me before making my move. For now though I’ve just had him mainly massage my feet, do my laundry for me, head locked him under my pits, and just small triggers before going further. Crazy small world that we both messaged you for advice haha.
CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT?? Both the college Alpha and his latest faggot prey were unwittingly writing to me for advice from both sides of this situation!!!
This Alpha introduced himself as Master Jason. He is a straight college frat guy who discovered the use of faggots two years ago thanks to a faggot named John. Master Jason kindly shared his experience with that first faggot:
Yo Sam of course, regarding John, ownership with him was easy because he approached me wanting to serve me and already knowing he was a fag. When I took ownership, I followed a similar process to what I’m trying to do with Mason, having him worship my muscles, feet, and body, and making him cook, do my laundry, and wash the dishes, he was my little live at home slave. The process was slower because I was new to the alpha scene, but when I saw how animalistic and desperate he was for me, I felt right asserting my will over him since he clearly would do anything for me. Right now, I still own John, but unfortunately he no longer lives nearby but across the country with his family right now, as he had issues to take care of. He still comes to visit occasionally where he always serves me, but I understand and despite him being my fag, I respect that he is taking care of his family right now, since I was in that situation before. I’ve owned a couple more fags since then, but I’ve haven’t found one that has taken care of my needs to own them for the long term because worshipping me is a privilege that not every fag should have.
You see how natural this is? Master Jason is perfectly straight, but it just takes a good, honest-hearted faggot to help trigger the inborn dominance of an Alpha to want to own and use inferiors! It sounds like my brother John was the right faggot to open Master Jason’s eyes!
But Master Jason’s journey to his acceptance of his Alphahood wasn’t quite the straight line that many experience. He continued:
In terms of your question about alpha hood I think I had a different growth curve. I didn’t realize I was superior to other males until two years ago when I was first introduced to hierarchy. In high school I liked to stay out of the spotlight which might be different from most alphas but my reasoning was I had to work to help take care of my mother and younger brother. Given that I never had much time to notice my superiority from fags but everyone I knew respected me and never messed around me. On the basketball team I was the “unofficial captain,” I never tried to become captain because that wasn’t my priority. But every time we had practice or a game everyone would listen to me instead of the “actual captain”. I’ve always been a very action oriented person I never commanded or yelled at people I just led by example and it seemed everyone just fell in line. In high school thought, one of my close friends always told me he knew girls who would want to get with me if I wanted, but I turned them down because I had other priorities. I think it’s how I was raised to be more of a protector alpha which is also why I wanted to be careful when first approaching Mason. In terms of fags though in high school I never noticed it but looking back there was one guy on the basketball team who always lingered behind in the locker room whenever I was changing and I realize he was probably a silent fag. I noticed more fag attention in college when I would first get hit on by guys all the time at frat parties and bars, but it wasn’t until my first fag, John, showed me your page did I realize how many more guys wanted to serve me.
For my alpha hood now I think I’m still navigating how everything is and which fags I decide to just use or which to truly own. I don’t find myself concerned with the labeling of what alpha I am but what I see is I’m a protector alpha. I look out for people I care about and always have been the person everyone turns to in group settings whether I am officially deemed the “leader” or not I know people look up to me and in college I’ve been able to better appreciate and revel in my power.
Can you hear the calm, level-headed nature of Master Jason’s answers? He’s a true Protector Alpha in the sense that he naturally leads and instinctively protects/uses/fulfills inferiors!
So I realized I was now in service to a truly all-natural Alpha Master who understands and really embraces the ownership of faggots as part of his purpose as a developing King. Even more urgently, I was simultaneously assisting Master Jason and Mason to finally break through the hierarchical dance they were doing by advising both separately.
Now that façade was done! I could finally help guide it in a meaningful, less blind way! However, Master Jason forbade me to inform Mason of the fact that we were talking, at least not until Master Jason could actually break Mason’s will himself!
And that finally happened a couple of days ago! And very dramatically:
But back to my update I finally broke Mason a bit this morning. We usually hit the gym in the morning but today I told him I was sore so I wanted to have a rest day. He asked if there was anything he could do for me and I told him my feet were sore and asked him to massage my soles. His eyes widened when I said that and I found it amusing but I could see the desire in his eyes. He started massaging my feet and I told him to take off my socks and he obeyed and began rubbing my bare feet while I took my shirt off because of the heat and talked about how sweaty and smelly my pits and feet are in this heat. At this time his eyes looked the same as fags I’ve had who begged to worship my feet and I knew he couldn’t control himself. So I asked him why are you so obedient to me? He stuttered before I cut him off and said no it’s because you’re a faggot who wants to be used right? He started blushing and didn’t look up so I had to force him to look up at me and told him to say yes sir I’m a faggot. He struggled with his words again but ended up saying yes sir I’m your slave. When I prodded him again to say faggot instead he couldn’t so I just told him good boy and to just smell my feet and pits instead. I could tell he was obsessed though he ended up sniffing my pits for 15 min before one of my frat bros knocked on my door and he jumped back. Before he left I told him he would address me as Sir from now on and he said yes sir before he left.
I don’t remember all the details but I the fact that this guy that everyone would think could pull bitches and was an alpha was nothing but just a fag under my feet made me feel so good. I will say I was disappointed he didn’t submit to me first nor did he admit he was a faggot. But I try not to judge because I don’t know what he’s going through. I do want to break him in further but it seems he’s still scared of admitting he isn’t an alpha so I don’t know if you have any advice to get him more comfortable. It feels different than other fags I’ve broken in since I know he wants to serve me but I can see there’s resistance. I’ll keep you updated with anything that happens man and I appreciate your advice here.
I was just as disappointed in Mason’s resistance as Master James was, but unlike Master Jason, I DO know what Mason’s going through. It’s hard to accept a truth when it so deeply contradicts what you’ve believed about yourself for so long. This is especially true when it means accepting an inferior position with other Men and in life.
However, notice Master Jason’s insightful stance: “But I try not to judge because I don’t know what he’s going through.” Spoken like a true Protector Alpha!
I think Master Jason is one of the finest examples of young straight Alphahood I’ve ever encountered. He’s totally in control at all times, and he sees everything. He’s blessed with that preternatural Alpha hunting instinct, and he has the dominant intelligence to manipulate the weak into fulfilling their purpose!
Mason doesn’t yet appreciate the astounding privilege he has standing over him right now! Mason has been chosen as the personal property of a very special straight Alpha! I hope Mason comes to accept his true purpose soon and submits to the will of Master Jason!
It’s a story too good to be true that is about to get even better!
Thank you, Master Jason, for your honesty, benevolence, and kindness!
It’s a holiday today, and I’m home alone, tidying up before Declan gets back from work. Honestly, it sucks that he had to go in today—I was hoping we’d get to spend the day together. I didn’t expect him to come home on his lunch break, but he did. I had the music playing loud while I vacuumed and didn’t hear the door open.
Next thing I knew, he was behind me—his surprise made me yelp so loud I nearly dropped the vacuum. He just laughed and said with a smirk, “Good housewife, cleaning up while I’m out making money.”
Still catching my breath, I asked, “What are you doing home, babe?”
He leaned in close and replied, “There’s a new guy at work. Hot as hell. I’ve been hard all morning just looking at him. I came home to put on some tighter underwear—don’t need everyone noticing.”
Before I could reply, he took my hand and said, “Come with me.” There was a glint in his eye I knew all too well.
He led me to the room where he keeps the jail cell —our little shared secret. “Shhh,” he whispered. Then, with a slow, deliberate motion, he locked one end of a hinged cuff around my balls and the other to the cold iron bar. My hands followed, restrained together in front of me to the bars. I was now kneeling, unable to move without a very noticeable consequence. He took my phone and placed it near by and turned my camera on and said: “Use your watch and turn your camera on to film yourself if you want or don’t. I don’t care”
Declan stepped back smiling. “Move too much, and you’ll feel it,” he warned, brushing his hand down my cheek. “I’m going to the living room to watch some porn and blow a load. I might make a bit of a mess—something for you to deal with after I leave.”
I heard him walk off, and then the unmistakable sounds of moans and motion coming from the other room. I couldn’t move, couldn’t touch—only listen. Time slowed to a crawl. Ten minutes later, he returned, casually unfastened the cuffs, and with a satisfied tone said, “Clean the carpet before I get back,” he said, licking his thumb and brushing it across my bottom lip. “I left you something to remember me by.”
Seconds later, the door shut behind him.
I wish I could say I was strong enough to resist, but I didn’t even think to take a picture for all of you. I just cleaned it up… maybe a little more intimately than I should have as I admit I took a few licks.
Does that make me pathetic licking his cum from the carpet?
All I know is… I’m still aching for him.
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Anyone who reads my stuff or listens to my podcast or follows any of my other social media knows that I have something of a controversial perspective on rape and forced sex.
There’s no doubt my opinions on the subject are heavily colored by my own rape at the age of 19/20 years old. Honestly, I feel my rape helped me to clarify a truer and deeper understanding of the hierarchical forces fueling rape. I better appreciate the way such experiences sculpt hierarchical dominance, as well as force acceptance of purpose into faggots and other inferiors.
I’m not justifying rape, mind you. I’m simply saying that it explains hierarchical mechanics in a raw, unfiltered way.
For every person who criticizes what I say about rape and forced sex, there are countless others like Mark who discover the truth of what I teach here and tell me their stories.
Listen to Mark’s eloquent words:
Dear Brother Sam,
As a devoted reader of your writings and a man who identifies with the submissive role you so eloquently describe, I feel compelled to share my personal journey of transformation and the profound impact it has had on my life. Your work has inspired me to reflect on my experiences with clarity and gratitude, and I hope my story honors the hierarchy you illuminate.
In my younger years, I was still exploring my identity and desires, uncertain of my place in the world. I sought out the company of older, dominant men, yearning to serve them in intimate ways. My focus was never on my own pleasure but on the fulfillment I found in submitting to their desires. I would often reflect on these encounters later, savoring the memories in private moments. During this time, I lived a double life—outwardly dominant in my professional and married life, yet inwardly craving the release of surrendering control. I pursued these encounters without protection, fully aware of the risks, driven by an urge to submit that I could not ignore.
Everything changed through an experience orchestrated by a trusted dominant friend, a real estate salesman who had guided me in similar encounters before. Without my prior knowledge or consent, he arranged for me to meet another man, a real estate broker, at a property listed for sale. Such arrangements were not unfamiliar, as my friend and I had shared intimate moments in empty homes before. I arrived at the back door of the house as instructed, and the broker welcomed me inside, leading me to an upstairs bedroom where a bed remained.
As we entered the room, the broker’s demeanor shifted. He seized me with intensity, kissing me with a commanding force that left me breathless. I offered no resistance, my body responding instinctively to his dominance. He began to undress me with urgency, tearing my clothing in a way that left it unusable. Overwhelmed, I surrendered completely, unable to resist his authority.
He was a tall, slender man, and though I was accustomed to larger partners, his approach was unlike anything I had experienced. He entered me with a fierce determination, each movement accompanied by a powerful declaration of his intent. For a fleeting moment, I felt a pang of resistance, but it quickly dissolved into overwhelming pleasure. I was consumed by the experience, my body and mind yielding entirely to him. Tears welled up as waves of ecstasy and surrender washed over me—it felt natural, profound, and deeply fulfilling.
Afterward, to my surprise, he held me gently, offering words that resonated deeply: “It’s alright, you’ve been claimed as you needed to be. Now you know your place.” His tenderness contrasted with his earlier intensity, leaving me both comforted and transformed. He left abruptly, and I never saw him again, yet his words and actions marked a turning point in my life.
In the aftermath, I noticed a profound shift within myself. My desires realigned entirely, and I no longer found fulfillment in the intimate moments I once shared with women, including my wife. My thoughts and dreams became consumed with serving men, embracing my true nature. This experience—what I now understand as a moment of profound submission—freed me to live authentically, to embrace my identity as a submissive man with pride and clarity.
I am forever grateful for this transformation, which allowed me to understand and accept my deepest desires. Brother Sam, your writings have given me the language and courage to celebrate this journey and to honor the hierarchy that guides us. Thank you for your wisdom and for creating a space where men like me can feel whole and understood.
With utmost respect and gratitude,
brother mark,
Isn’t this experience amazing?? This Alpha literally forced Mark to take his cock and his load, cunting him in the process and reducing him to tears, and then actually vocalizes his intent by saying, “now you’ve been claimed as you needed to be. Now you know your place”!!
You see, ALPHAS UNDERSTAND THIS INSTINCTIVELY. They know that subs and faggots need to be broken, by force if necessary. They need to impose their will in order to help the sub or faggot embrace their deeper hierarchical needs.
That’s what happened to Mark, and that’s why Mark broke down and cried after it happened. He wasn’t crying from being traumatized … he was crying because of the exhilaration of being set free!
We faggots should thank Alphas who take us this way, who force us to take their ruts and their nuts in aggressive, dominant ways. We should be grateful when they cunt us through violation.
It might be terrifying in the moment, but in the end we are overjoyed with a richer understanding of our place in hierarchy. It’s like someone born colorblind trying out Enchroma glasses for the first time and breaking down in tears at the wonder of true vision!
The Alphas who cunt you through rape and force are the hierarchical version of those Enchroma glasses. They force you to see yourself through hierarchical lenses, and the world will never look the same!
Thank you, Mark!
This breaks my heart a little bit.
I hate to see my brothers this terrorized and traumatized.
I mean, who likes hurting a faithful dog? A dog only wants to love and please its Master. Why hurt it?
It’s the same with a faggot. A faggot only wants to love and please its Owner.
Men who hurt these ones are broken inside.
One of the red-hot trends on social media right now is what I like to call The Alpha Aesthetic. It’s a very hierarchical elevation of Alphahood to its rightful place in society.
Possibly the leader of this new spotlight on Alphahood is the incomparable black Alpha Ashton Hall. Incredibly muscular, extremely successful, and disciplined beyond belief, Hall has taken social media by storm with his iconic, well-edited clips.
Here’s one example:
A lot of attention goes to young Alpha leaders in business. For instance, Hudson Cosper is an Alpha who works in brand scaling and is a multi-millionaire by age 20.
The absolute GOAT among young Alpha entrepreneurs is the incomparable Iman Gadzhi. I’ve been following his rise to God Alpha of e-commerce for years, and it has been stunning. He is worshiped everywhere he goes.
Everywhere you look, in every space, there are Alphas being followed and extolled for their extraordinary qualities. Even the cooking space has an Alpha like Wolf leading in it:
It’s just funny to me how so many people deny Alphahood, dismissing it as “lame” or a “joke”, but then they follow these Alphas obsessively without making the mental connection.
Meanwhile, these high-profile Alphas are setting an aesthetic standard of excellence for their Alpha brethren.
And the world celebrates it.
Why? Because subconsciously everyone knows that such exquisite and elite living belongs to them, because HIERARCHY (programmed into all of us) demands it.
And Alphas will always achieve it while we, at their feet, cheer them on!
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!
Master Anthony is one of the most extraordinary finds since this site has been rebuilt. A straight Alpha with movie star good looks and an effervescent joy of Alphahood radiating from him, Master Anthony has no problem pulling women and fucking them.
But his life took a radical turn when his friend Fabien unexpectedly submitted to him and offered himself as his personal faggot. Since that moment, an entire new world of absolute power opened up to him and he has ascended to levels of glory and pleasure that he ever imagined was possible.
All because he took ownership of a great faggot like Fabien!
Like any growing God Alpha, Master Anthony has been training his lieutenant Alphas of his Alpha Pack how to own and use their own faggots, and some of them have taken to ownership with just as much eagerness as Master Anthony! Two of his best Alpha friends, Henri and Charles, have taken faggots of their own and are also growing powerful under Master Anthony’s guidance. It’s been incredible to witness!
Master Anthony recently went on vacation with these two Alphas, and they were accompanied by their three faggots (Fabien, Clement, and Basile). Fabien already wrote about this trip RIGHT HERE, but Master Anthony wanted to add some Alpha perspective about the trip.
As always, it’s invaluable insight into the Alpha psyche:
Hey boy!
I saw that Fabien told you about our wonderful last vacation! My bros and I have had such a great time, playing, swimming, surfing, flirting and fucking girls, and ordering around three slaves at our beck and call!
You know, I can’t believe I’m saying that, but I think I truly love my house slave. He and I are a perfect symbiosis. He obeys my every wish, every gesture, every glance. Often, he even knows what I want before I say it, even before I know it myself! I love being bossy and pushy with him, but I can’t help showing him affection now and then. Hey, a superior man like me has also some tenderness in him! It’s only right that I care for my devoted, hard working serving boy!
Yesterday, as I was fucking him hard, face to face, I leaned over his face and gave him a true French kiss. The poor boy was in complete shock! I laughed so hard seeing him completely in ecstasy, all he could say was “Oh God, God, God…” So fucking adorable!
Oh and by the way, some days ago, as I was having breakfast in bed, Fabien gave a big loving kiss to my toe and said “That’s from my big brother Sam who sends his adoration for you, Master”. You inferior males are so funny! You wish so hard you could be serving me and worshipping me hey, sam? Well, keep praising my glory, I like that. You’re a good boy!
It’s impossible to not love Master Anthony. He’s so confident in everything that he does that he can do something like French kiss his faggot while he’s fucking him and it’s just play. He’s still the same straight Alpha he was before he took ownership of Fabien. This is simply a natural extension of his growing power, which he shrugs off with an affability that is almost confounding. He’s something absolutely unique!
I questioned Master Anthony about his development of fellow Alphas Henri and Charles. He responded beautifully:
Henri and Charles are LOVING having slaves as much I as do! And yeah I like to encourage them to try new things. Thank to me they tested the position of stomping on the head of a submissive while fucking it! That’s one of my favorites!
I also introduced Charles to double penetration with his slave. It was cool, especially as his (faggot) needs to be put in line a bit LOL
My favorite moment was with two chicks brought back from the beach. One kissed my mouth, another worshipped my cock, while two stooges (faggots) licked my feet! I felt crazy! In such moments, I realize I’m really a God!
I LOVE TO BE A MAN !
I cannot tell you how blessed I feel as both a student and teacher of Hierarchy to know a young God Alpha like Master Anthony. He’s so open and honest and full of life and power. He’s just a breathtaking example of how hierarchy transforms straight Alphas into more than they could ever know otherwise!
I’m so proud of him, and also to be his!
The following post is part of a thread following Master Simon, a divorced Alpha father raising three teen Alpha sons and teaching them about Hierarchy! CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Over the years I’ve covered multiple stories of Alpha fathers raising Alpha and faggot sons. I’ve always maintained that, because hierarchy is a natural process, it’s only natural for fathers who have experienced hierarchy in their lives to be keen to pass that knowledge onto their sons. This type of hierarchical grooming gives these sons a huge advantage over other boys their age.
Yet I keep getting shit for covering this phenomenon, even though the preponderance of the evidence shows I’m right! So to those judgmental critics out there, I kindly say: GO FUCK YOURSELVES. I’m going to keep teaching the truth, and leave your sorry asses in darkness!
The latest example of familial hierarchical grooming comes from an Alpha father named Master Simon. He was reading about the recent stories here regarding the rise of teen Alphas like Master Lucas, and felt compelled to share his story as well.
Let’s read what he wrote, and then we’ll discuss:
Hey I am an alpha and a father i have three wonderful sons but i have left my wife after she cheated on me.
I used to use faggots before i met my wife and after a while she told me she was pregnant and i decided to stop using them for a while to focus on being a father. Flash forward 15 years and my wife cheats. I kicked her out the house. Flash forward another two years my sons are now ages 17 and 15 (the 17-year-olds are twins) and all are alphas like their father. I started using faggots again shortly after my wife left me and I have been open about it with my sons and encouraged them to pursue faggots to use in school. I now have found a fag (age 25) who is able to come in and live as a live in fag for me.
But my question: is it okay for me to share a fag with my sons or is that too immoral and weird?
So the first question really involves WHY Alpha fathers are so adamant in sharing the truth about faggots with their Alpha sons? It really comes down to a father wanting the best for his sons. He wants his sons to be predators, to be Kings, to have the inner permission to take whatever they want. An Alpha father who has benefitted from the use and service of faggots naturally wants that benefit for any of his sons.
That’s the motivation behind Master Simon’s mentorship of his sons. Personally, I just think it’s healthy that he’s honest with his sons about his own use of faggots. If nothing else, he’ll be leading an honest life that by itself serves as a good example.
As far as allowing his sons to use his new live-in faggot, of course there’s nothing wrong with that. Faggots exist to serve, and these three teen Alphas exist to conquer and breed just like their father.
But Master Simon was about to find out some shocking information about his sons:
The 25 year old I found at the gym. I noticed he staring a lot at me and after I went to take a shower he followed me and kept eyeing me in the shower. That’s how i knew what to do, so I told him know I what he is and said that we should go out for lunch after the gym (he paid ofc) and then I invited him home while the boys were at school and I think you know the rest.
The boys reaction to me talking about it with them was mixed. The twins told me they have been using fags at school already, but they did not know about hierarchy … they just did what came naturally to them. The 15 year old told me he felt better and bigger than most guys in his class.
I then did something shameful must confess. I don’t know why I did it, but I asked my sons to show me their dicks and compare them in front of me. I guess I wanted to get some sort of dick hierarchy in the house. I know it’s dumb and childish.
And for why I think he would be a live in fag is because I need one since I left my wife the house work has been left for me and I feel that is not the work for an alpha so I asked him about it and he said yes.
That was pretty surprising about the twins already using faggots together, just spurred on by instinct. But Master Simon’s dick-measuring contest with his Alpha sons really took me aback. I’m not a huge advocate of making dick size a really important topic for Alphas to worry about, but I realize among Alphas this is a big deal.
So I asked Master Simon for more detail on this.
Yes the twins used faggots together. They said they use one guy for blow jobs and to do their homework. They said it came naturally but they hid it from me out of fear of me being mad. Little did they know they made me proud!
And for the 15 year old, I don’t know how his mind works. I just know he told me he felt he was just better, but I think he just doesn’t fully understand how he feels yet but idk.
And I was very impressed by their sizes, but I was also taken aback by how my 15 year old son was bigger than me. But I also had a conversation about how size is not everything and to not think much about it.
The twins face fucking a faggot together sounds like straight-up porn stuff, doesn’t it? Of course, kids these days have easy access to any kind of porn they want, so they’re naturally more advanced in terms of fantasy fulfillment!
And I guess Master Simon’s dick-check exposed why the 15-year-old felt like he was “bigger and better” than other males!
So it should be obvious to anyone lurking here that Alphahood is a real condition, one that moves Alpha fathers to make choices for their sons that inferior people cannot understand or accept. But it isn’t anyone’s place to judge these superior Men. They are simply trying to feed their powerful sons all of the knowledge they can so that their sons can go out and conquer the world!
So I applaud Master Simon for being so open and honest with his Alpha sons!
The following post is part of a thread following the long-term relationship between a 33-year-old faggot named Felipe (Phil) and his Master Klaus. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
I think the idea of being in a long-term service relationship is a great one for most faggots, and a solid learning experience for Alphas. Faggots need structure, discipline, and guidance, and this is best delivered in a live-in situation where an Alpha can monitor the fag’s progress. On the other hand, Alphas learn a lot about ownership and planning and teaching by taking on the responsibility of owning personal faggots.
Felipe is an early-thirties faggot living in Chile. He recently wrote to me to tell me about his relationship with his long-term boyfriend/Master Klaus.
My name is Phil, I’m from Chile. I’ve been reading your website and listening to your podcasts for some time now, and they’ve helped me open my mind and realize certain things about myself.
To give you some context, I’m a 33-year-old gay man. I’m slim and short in stature. I’ve been in a relationship with Klaus for 10 years, where I’m the bottom and he’s the top.
Klaus is caring and affectionate, and he has a kind and sociable personality that makes it easy for him to connect with others. He’s taller than me—he could be described as a bear, which I find very attractive. Sexually, Klaus becomes quite dominant, often telling me what to do during most of our encounters, though he also gives me some space to take initiative at times.
Over time, his dominance has increased—but only in the sexual realm. As our relationship has evolved, he started spanking and slapping me, and having me wear lingerie and other feminine clothing. He always cums inside my pussy or in my mouth (this has been the case for all 10 years), and he has my consent to fuck me even while I’m asleep. Recently, he has started asking me to worship his feet—without sucking them—and he has also urinated on me while I’m in the shower. I enjoy all of these activities, and they’ve helped me realize that I’m happy being submissive and dominated by him, which makes me feel like his f4g.
I’m willing to continue exploring these practices, and thanks to what I’ve read on your blog, I’ve realized that I want to be more service-oriented in every way. I now try to take care of household chores, especially cleaning (I’m terrible at cooking). But I’m not sure what else I can do to be his f4g at all times.
Well, I just wanted to share this with you so you could know my story, and how you’ve inspired me to keep learning and improving to become the best version of myself and i hope you can give me some advise to increase Klaus’ dominance.
I think it’s pretty common for Alphas to slowly turn up the heat of dominance with their faggot partner over time. It’s the “safer” route, I suppose.
Felipe wanted tips on how to increase Master Klaus’s dominance, but frankly, I think Felipe is doing a great job already. The issue here isn’t Felipe’s effort, but Master Klaus’s needs. Not every Alpha wants/needs to be overly dominant. I think Master Klaus is largely exploring more and expressing more as it develops within himself, and that’s healthy.
