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!

As remarkable as Master Dino is, his Alpha sons Master Chad and Master Dean (as well as his adopted Alpha son Master Shane) are proving to be just as stunning. They’re all not just incredibly sexual creatures, but they’re also highly intelligent young Men with vision and incredible passion.

I honestly wish I could share everything these powerful Alphas share with me, but so much of it is so deeply personal that I simply cannot break their trust. On the other hand, some of what they share with me is so exquisitely phrased and so deeply encompasses Hierarchical truth that I simply must.

After a recent podcast, Master Chad wrote this to me:

It’s your Savior. I don’t know what you did last night but I stayed home, got trashed and made My pussyface (Zak) one happy faggot. It’s still clinging to Me like white on rice. LMFAO      

I’m a jokester AND a prick but it’s fun faggot. To be serious My Zak listens to every podcast so we listened this morning. If you remember I had to deal with this Alpha/faggot shit myself earlier. Of course what pushed Me over that ledge was My Pop’s involvement. I’ve thought about how lucky I was. Without His approval and encouragement I might still be out there lost and searching. I was hell bent on being a BADBOY,  acting out all over, driven by some need I didn’t understand and I couldn’t name.            

I admit I was a horn dog, handsome and cocky,  I was plowing female pussy like crazy but other than a momentary release I’d found I still had this THING churning in My guts, driving Me to find it, understand it. I got into drugs and if any situation looked dangerous or vaguely criminal I was determined to be a part of it. I see now I was trying to impress My Pop and be as tough as He is. I wanted to show Him His 1st born was a fucking MAN.  Lol  So of course this rebellious kid thought bad boys were thugs so that’s what I became.  Drugs and crime eased the burn inside but didn’t remove it.        

It all busted open one night when I was banging this slash and her mom. The dad came home, there was a big scene and I went to jail-almost. No lockup, they just held Me and called My Old Man. (We are notorious fuckers but We got a little ‘pull’ in town) Pop took Me to His place. When We talked He recognized that churning in Me as the same issue He had as a young dude and He explained Hierarchy to Me and that He was an Alpha God (My words) and His business secretary/cook was really His faggot. After the female who birthed Me stupidly cheated on Pop He found jamie and together they found their true selves. Now He passed along His knowledge and gave Me options for life that heretofore never occurred to this young punk. It was all so strange but His words felt RIGHT. I compared it to the supposed religious conversions ya hear about. It seemed odd, kinky, a little dirty and it made My dick hard.

When Pop had Me read the ‘thread’ about Him on your site it freaked Me a little but also made Me say, “When do I get a faggot?” Lol Pop told Me I’d be pumping cum into something before dark. I didn’t know it was gonna be HIS faggot. I thought that was kinda twisted but I’ve always looked up to Pop so i figured what the hell, its a new way to nut and if it’s too freaky I’ll just say it ain’t for Me. GODDAMN! When Pop turned His faggot loose on Me and left us alone My world changed. I knew THIS was My life. I was an Alpha infant and it was like a rebirth or some shit. I was a new Male, still attracted to slash but learning the meaning of worship and service though the eyes of faggots. I had no more desire to be a major criminal, that churning in My guts disappeared every time I used a faggot. I felt like God.         

Since then life has just fallen into place. I work with Pop most days, i finished high school, got My own faggot (all the cumholes out there oughta read what I inspired My faggot to do to get My attention) and are raising My 1st born.             

There’s been bumps in the road, and problems (I knocked up 8 bitches in 5 months) But I can’t imagine where I would be If Pop hadn’t recognized my need and I hadn’t accepted that Hierarchy is truth. I’m still a fuckin’ prick who occasionally gets high, still goes prowling for slash on the weekends but is living like a God and worshiped daily (And sometimes hourly bitch) by an adoring, loving faggot that in August will become My property and My faggot wife. Those marriage vows and paperwork give Me total ownership of My sweet pussyface. We’re happy, we’re twisted, we’re family.  Fuck I love life faggot. 

Mind you, I’m an English major. I’ve read all sorts of books new and old and have examined all sorts of writing styles, and I must tell you that Master Chad (much like his Father) has an unusual cadence to his writing that is both gruff yet expressive and even playful. There is a joy to his messages to me that fill my heart with song.

I told him about how these letters thrill me, and he responded with this remarkable email:

Sup freaky faggot,       

just fed Little Man. Fuck faggot every time I look at My SON I feel like even MORE I am the Son of God. I really thought a lot about raising kids. I find I’m falling in that trap that most people do–like their child is some mystical creation that is more EVERYTHING than other kids. I especially hate that quality when the kids are total butt munches but the parents are like “How dare anyone  chastise my angel” when it’s being a brat and deserves a swat. And I also wanna punch people’s faces when they think NO ONE is knowledgeable about how children are and how they behave unless they have one. Bullshit! Anyone with 13 remaining brain cells can figure shit out. How did those dumb asses know with their kids? THEY FUCKING FIGURED IT OUT! I know I can’t really condemn them for their misplaced ego trip. My ego is monumental but I’m the Son of God.  LMFAO 

Seriously that has always bugged the hell outta Me. Very few humans cannot fuck and cum and if ya can you can reproduce like every goddamn plant, amoeba, animal, ect…  The one thing that is most necessary to become a parent is knowledge which is also the thing nobody teaches in school, fucking churches, no where. It’s stupid but I guess people been winging it for centuries. BTW cock jockey, the pediatrician says Little Man has the biggest pecker he’s ever seen on any baby! Like I ain’t proud enough of, like My cunt calls Him, the Prince.            

I know I got an ego the size of Saturn, My language is as filthy as My mind, and I’m a tremendous asshole. Honest faggot I never thought any hole would ever look past My attitude to the intelligent, loving, Macho dude hanging out inside and actually love Me. Slobber over My body, worship Me and My 10 incher, crave and hunger for My 4 ounce cum load–sure. But I thought what could ever get over Me being a goddamn mutherfucking smartassed bastard? But My pussyface LOVES Me faggot.

And I ain’t quite the dick I present to keep most fuckers away.  I mostly hate people. Just look at the world,  cumhole–war, corruption, people dying in other countries and here because they suck cock, tiny orange hands trump and its in-FUCKING-sane groupies, even congressional servants are crazy as fuck! Mama’s killing their babies, Men of total evil. My Pop will admit His evil side but goddamn its a part of Him. He won’t let it control and overtake Him.     

I guess I’m done preaching. I can’t sleep. I went fucking wild and balls out RAPED My (totally willing) cumslut trying to tire Myself out cause I ain’t shut My eyes since Sunday night and it’s about to piss Me off. But that ain’t your deal so…     The reason I wrote was to answer your question but I watched the news and that sure didn’t help Me rest. Anyhow, I discussed it with Pop in the beginning and we feel that churning burn was our intellect trying to tell Us that We had never reached Our Alpha potential and We’d better find it before We fucked everything up. Banging slash eased it but from My 1st time taking mommy and pumping her full of cum that feeling disappeared.  It sneaks back occasionally but all I or Pop gotta do is use a faggot and ejaculate Our sperm in it and it leaves. No more stealing shit, no more nights of longing to fight some fuckers just to bring excitement, and mostly My love of any HARD shit like smack is almost nonexistent. I gotta have My weed and My smokes and I only drink when Me and Shane go looking for breeder cunt and I probably wouldn’t drink then but My faggot thinks I’m sexy drunk and loves My booze breath. It gets so hot for Me when I’m drunk it almost becomes the raper rather than the raped. LOL        

Next fall after I own a wife, I’m going to Yale or possibly Cambridge. My grades were such that I’ve been accepted at several schools. I made friends  with a professor at Harvard but I ain’t too impressed by them for some reason. Besides Pop and Dean the Prof. is the only other dude that I can discuss My favorite subject quantum physics with.. Boy,  stuffy old higher education is about to get unstuffed and Pop and Me got a bet as to how many holes will be walking around campus with My fucking semen swimming inside. AND I wonder how many are gonna get pregnant.

I was especially excited to hear of his plans to go to a prestigious college like Yale or Cambridge! I don’t know if those institutions are equipped to handle the Alpha hurricane of Master Chad, but they’d better figure it out quickly!

Master Dino must be so very proud of these young Alpha gods he has created! They continue to heap praise and blessings on his name! I am so fortunate to know them at all!

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!

Believe me, I have never stopped following the incredible story that continues to develop in the massive household of Master Dino. I haven’t shared as much of it lately because (a) there are almost too many intersecting threads to untangle for the audience here, and (b) some of it is too controversial even for a blog like this about Alphas and faggots. Even I have enough sense to keep some things private, and the safety of Master Dino’s family comes before any other consideration.

However, I wanted to share this momentous event because it’s really special – Master Chad has taken complete ownership of his faggot Zak, and has proposed to it! Yes! They’re getting married!

Now, Master Chad is a straight Alpha like his father, Master Dino, but like his father he has learned that faggots are valuable pieces of property to own. And like Master Dino, Master Chad wants to marry his faggot in order to protect it and guarantee its rights going forward.

But hold on. Before you start thinking that Master Chad has gone soft on us, please read his account of the proposal:

Hey cunt,       

Well faggot it’s all over but the crying. My sweet pussyface has cried a fucking river of happy tears. The special night came and she just couldnt believe I collared her and told her that she was gonna marry me and I put the ring on her finger. The bracelet was her icing on the cake, even though she’s gotta wait for it,  and she fell at my feet, crying and kissing them and BEGGING Me for use, cum, spit, etc…  I held her, loved on her, kissed her, told her sweet and dirty things a faggot loves to hear and let her cry and clutch me like the brakes on a runway train for 2 hours.

I finally told her I wanted pussy. Cunt JUMPED on my hardon! No lube, no spit just tears streaming down her smiling face and faggot RODE my Goddamn dick like a fuckin’ rodeo cowgirl til I was blasting My wad. I just stayed hard (Dudes in My family don’t even start to go soft til after the 2nd or 3rd load) and she went fuckin’ wild bitch. Cunt started trembling and she cum. She was holding My arms and yelling “thank you Savior. Fuck your cumhole. I’m Master Chad’s cumhole! Please Sir please never NEVER take your cock out of me i beg You Master. Please rape me and make me pregnant please Sir! I love You my Savior! Please oh You are the Son of God Master! Save my soul and take it as Yours! I love You! I worship you!” And on and on til I was flooding her pussy again.

I just stayed hard for her and flipped us over somersault style and was on top of her. Bitch yelled and cum like the slut she is when I flipped us cause my hard was still in her and the flip SLAMMED my cock in her. Now, all the house faggots know if you wanna be FUCKED with the power of a battering ram come to the Son of God. I have NEVER pounded a hole with the happy fury I did My pussyface that night. She never stopped BEGGING Me to fuck her, use her rape her, to destroy her pussy. She begged for My spit, My piss, My cum. I blew My nose in her mouth to try to maybe gross her out a little so she’d calm down. Ha, she just cum like the fucking whore she is and begged for more. She just wouldn’t stop man. She got My record of 10 loads and I held her close with cum from those loads leaking around and down My hard meat and dribbling out its twat. With my cock still inside her we drifted off. And she was STILL almost silently begging Me not to stop, for more cum and spit, for Me to take her very soul as My property. 

When I woke faggot was milking My cock with her pussy and saying real soft over and over “I love You Savior. Please rape Your hole and fill it with cum. Get me pregnant master. I love You Savior…” Well fuck, what could I do? All that cum was great lube and I fucked her all day and half the night stopping only to eat once and to examine her twat for damage. While I ate she kissed My feet and sucked My toes like I could shoot cum out of ’em. After 7 hours of fucking the night before last night and then 5 hours yesterday morning and 3 more after I ate, My sweet cumhole was DEFINITELY on her faggot period (bleeding). She didn’t care and just begged for more. (Shades of mom Jamie)

I did fuck her one more time and it was obvious bitch was in pain but as soon as I emptied my bag in her hole again she STILL begged her Savior for more. I picked a damn good slut. I wouldn’t hurt her anymore so all last night and today I’ve used her cocksuck like a pussy. She aint took My cock outta her mouth, hard or soft, in about 18 hours. I allowed her as many loads as she wanted and shes had at least 4 piss loads. She is really happy and I have the POWER of GOD faggot! Goddamn I am gonna plow every fucking pussy in sight. My faggot has shown Me I am a mutherfuckin’ STUDGOD! I’m gonna knock up every cunt and take any faggot twat I want cause I am the SON OF GOD bitch. I’m gonna own every hole I want. Let anybody try and stop me. 

Back to this weekend. My Goddamn dick was raw faggot and the cunt STILL begged for more! I had Shane (their security guard) come in and feed her so I could rest. I fell out a couple of hours. When I woke up Shane was naked on the couch with My bitch sucking His pole. He was saying “Damn!  Faggot, eat My fucking load !” And He saw I was awake and said “Fuck Chad what did you do to get your slut so fired up? You been asleep less than 2 hours and this cunt has sucked off J.B. and drained My nuts 3 times! I tried pushing it off me once and the goddamn cunt kept right on sucking so I just said fuck it and let it feed.”

“I told the bitch it had graduated to a ‘she’ and she was gonna marry me in August.” I said. He laughed and said “Really? Goddamn, you ready for all that? Well ok Brother. Does this mean we don’t go looking for slash on Friday nights?”  I said “Fuck no Man but if she keeps draining Me like this and there ain’t gonna be any cum left for twat!  Haha”

Shane said “You outta cum? No fucking way Man. The loads You and Dad pump make Me feel like a little kid! And some cunts say I shoot too much! Ha! I love watching them when You start flooding their twat.”

“You a faggot now, wanting My load?” I said laughing. “Fuck you bastard!” Shane laughed. In about 5 minutes He grabbed My hole’s head and yelled “Fuck bitch, yeah eat it whore! Whew! I’m drained. Goddamn go back to your Master slut. My cock is raw.” I cracked up. “YOUR cock is raw! Mines like Goddamn hamburger you punk!”

Later I was teasing pussyface about getting Shane’s nut so many times and she said she was hungry for Me alone and only serviced Shane cause I ordered it. She said Shane’s load was like a drop of water and Mine was a firehose. I just grinned and I held her and told her that she was a good faggot and I loved her. And the waterworks started again. You faggots. I love this hole.

Well faggot, you got the idea how the trip went. Shane and JB went hunting. I never left the bedroom except to take a shit. And no faggot, we ain’t into scat but My hole does follow Me to the bathroom because she loves to see Me piss, she loves the smell and she loves it when I surprise her and splash her face and laugh while shes kneeling and watching Me. We’re going home tomorrow. I promised pussyface she could chow on My cock all the way home if I could stand it so she has relaxed. She was all freaked when I said we was leaving and SWALLOWED My dick and wrapped her arms around Me like I was gonna never let her have My cock again. Fuck I gotta make faggot ‘doctor’ My cock somehow. Its red and raw as fuck! LMFAO Theres no way I got even one sperm left swimming in My bag!

All I can say is one of Pop’s favorite sayings “Goddamn I’m glad I cunted this faggot!”

WHEW! I almost break into a sweat reading Master Chad’s emails! The words come at you like the rat-a-tat-tat of a machine gun.

But the fact remains: Master Chad is going to marry his faggot!

Now, if you read my remarkable account of Zak’s loyal and dogged pursuit of Master Chad (and his subsequent taking of Zak) from last September, you’ll know just how monumental this proposal really is. This is really a case of “against all odds”.

So someday Zak, the faggot who dreamed of serving a god and became blessed, will soon be the faggot wife to that god.

It’s an incredible finale to an unbelievable story! It could only happen in the crazy house of Master Dino!

Faggot’s have dreams. There are scenarios they imagine, fantasies they indulge, hopes they keep alive. And sadly, they rarely come true. Faggots spend so much of their time serving the dreams and needs of Alphas that their own dreams are left abandoned.

But every so often an Alpha becomes the dream of the faggot, and sometimes that faggot has it all come true.

I think we’ve all thrilled to the incredible adventures of Master Dino, his fag wife Jamie, his three Alpha sons Masters Chad, Joe, and Dean, and Master Dean’s faggot twin brother Jimmy. Master Dino’s house is a veritable petri dish of Hierarchical reality in action. There, the Alphas in the house rule as gods, and the faggots serve them in every way imaginable.

Master Chad, the firstborn and eventual heir to Master Dino’s vast Kingdom, is especially eager to walk in his Father’s footsteps. He watches everything his Alpha Father does, and then tries to duplicate it – or top it. This is especially true when it comes to using faggots. Ever since Master Dino revealed the truth about his Alphahood and faggot worship last summer, Master Chad has been fucking plenty of faggot pussy in additional to the many females chasing him around. But he didn’t have one thing his Father had – a faggot he personally owned.

Little did he know that a faggot had been dreaming and scheming to serve him for many years.

This is the story of a faggot named Zak. He was a childhood schoolmate of Master Chad, and like many faggots do, Zak did everything he could to be near Master Chad and savor his Manhood and undeniable Masculine presence. But for most of Zak’s life serving Master Chad seemed like an impossible dream filled with unrequited attempts to be near him.

Then, in a blink, it all came gloriously true!

Read Zak’s account of what happened:

Hello, I am the property of MASTER CHAD. I was born Zak but I am called cc now. That’s one of ten thousand blessings my Savior has laid upon my unworthy faggot head.

After I’d been claimed as His hole for cum, Savior wiped a small part of His Massive load from my face and laughed and said, “faggot you keep doing what you do and I’ll have to give you MY name”. Before I could stop myself I humbly expressed I’d be extremely happy to go through life known only as His lucky cumhole. Instantly He rechristened me cc, Chad’s cumhole, and I am ecstatic to be known thusly. I really have no clear questions or anything I simply need to tell the world what an amazing experience it is to belong to my Savior and to worship and serve Him and His Holy Alpha Brothers AND serving GOD the FATHER is truly beyond any faggot dreams I’ve ever had in my head. It’s all so dizzying, serving such MASCULINE Gods of Dreams. It doesn’t seem real sometimes that I am ensconced in this palatial fortress, no worries, no real hate or mistrust. Just Gods at play, work, and rest-using blessed and giggling faggots until we are reduced to jelly at Their sacred feet.

Little did I know when I first saw my Savior that He would literally make my dreams of belonging to Him come true. We were young and I was not even sure what ‘belonging’ to someone meant but it sounded like what I craved. He was so absolutely GORGEOUS. Unruly mop of black hair, tall lanky muscular frame-just defined, not all yucky and bulgy. An attitude of a surly God and Big manly hands and feet completed the God who’d stolen my heart and would hopefully rape me and anything else He chose. Not fully understanding the word faggot,  I was one. i never hated myself, only the assholes who picked on me.

The same day I first saw Savior my cousin and his buddy caught me in my backyard and fucked my throat and fed me my first cum. I hated them but I LOVED what they did and my constant daydream was Master doing just as they had after rescuing me-hence, He’s my SAVIOR. I lurked in shadows and hid in boxes ANYTHING to be close to and hear my Savior’s thoughts and deeds. He told a buddy He liked long hair. I’ve never allowed mine cut since. When I heard Him say He was going camping I knew the location and hid in the nearby woods to be near Master. At 14, I stole a car to follow Master one night. I went to every one of His basketball games and stood by the locker room door so I could smell Him as He passed by. I swiped many of His jocks and socks through the years and spent many hours smelling and tasting my Savior’s very essence at home in the dark. I was once even blessed by fate and was able to swipe His used condom after a date but with so much cum it burst before I got home. Still I got to taste Him and have the smell of His cum on my shirt.

I did anything I could to get close to my Savior and then He VANISHED, gone from school, His home.  I wanted to die. I hired a detective who worked for a day them beat me and took my money because I am a faggot but I didn’t care. One day in my misery at school I overheard some guys talking about Him. They mentioned His hunting with knives only, which I knew, and also one of His favorite weapons stores. I had a checker’s job there in two days. I still felt unworthy to speak directly to Him so I wrote out a contract offering myself, my love, my possessions, and my abilities to the Son of God.

After five years of stalking, stealing dirty things, and risking jail to be near Him, He accepted me! He did so very coolly, telling me of a trial period of proving myself to Him and the other Men in the family. Then He made me kneel and kiss His feet in the store.  When I was fired for obeying Him He grabbed my arm and yelled,  “FUCK YOU This is MY faggot” With such a burst of Alpha power and aggression this faggot came, HARD. And He smiled and I just started to giggle. He swept me up in powerful arms and with my pussy pointing at the sky He carried me out saying,  “you cum like a bitch, GOOD faggot!” 

I could go on about being introduced to the family, the security team, learning my duties. I must say I’m part of a dream family. I have a very sweet little brother who belongs to Master Dean, the King. He keeps things lively and fun. And was collared last evening as a birthday gift. Oh how divine that would be. And mommy is already a more caring, loving presence than the one I was born to could ever HOPE to be. I almost worship mommy. He’s taught me things that never occurred to me that leave my Savior’s nuts empty and Him gasping for air and bragging that I’m actually worth His attention. Then there’s God the Father. What a shining example of God and Man. While the Savior will ALWAYS be where my heart lives Fathers masculine and sexual prowess and power is a thing of dark, primal beauty and He somehow leaves faggots with MORE of a hunger for His cock and cum than before we started. I fall at His Holy feet He is so amazing.

I see in Him how my Savior will appear in twenty years and it is breathtaking. I’ve never achieved anything that makes me worthy of Master and His family. faggots just don’t get to be this fortunate especially when one comes from my hideous background. As a matter of fact circumstances demanded last evening that all three Alphas use me … ME! I can’t be living this blessed life! Father, the Savior and the King all used my mouth, my pussy, oh my very soul and it was AWESOME! All three honored me with their piss, spit, that glorious cum and even snot! My goodness these Gods don’t just nut They CUM!! I never seen such fountains of faggot joy! They are GODS! And I am the most fortunate of faggots to be owned by the SON of GOD! 

It’s a letter of pure love and devotion that I will never forget. Lessons about throughout Zak’s story, but the most important is this: if you are a faggot and you find your Alpha, DO EVERYTHING YOU CAN to attract him and offer his your life! Zak went to extremes even I wouldn’t have tried (like hiring the private investigator) just to try and get in a better position to be of use.

It’s that persistence and creativity Zak showed that eventually won him Master Chad’s attention and use. But it was that dream Zak had at the very beginning – a seemingly impossible dream – that ignited all of this. And when the chance to make that dream come true presented itself, Zak did not hesitate in the slightest!

And now he’s truly living his dream as the owned faggot of Master Chad and his Alpha family!

This post is part of a thread that follows a straight God Alpha named Dino who took ownership of a faithful faggot named Jamie that has lasted 15 years and led to marriage. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!

The story of Master Matt admitting his love for his beloved faggot Yul is very close to my heart. I had an incredibly difficult time writing the story and then recording the accompanying podcast because it was so emotional and raw. I dearly love both Master Matt and Yul, and to see them in such turmoil broke my heart as much as it re-energized it.

In the podcast I mentioned Master Dino marrying his faggot Jamie and his son Master Chad proposing to his faggot Zak. Masters Dino and Chad are straight Alphas, but they have both fallen in love with their faggots because of the unbridled devotion of the faggots. They are just two of many examples of straight Alphas falling in love with faggots that I have painstakingly chronicled here over the years. IT HAPPENS, regardless of what anybody’s preconceived notions tell them.

I didn’t record the podcast to send any kind of message to Master Dino and his clan sequestered somewhere in the mountains of the American southeast, but they apparently gathered together to listen to that particular podcast as a family on Sunday morning.

And then Master Dino wrote this beautiful letter of support for Master Matt as he wrestles with the same issues Master Dino once did.

faggot,   This morning as jamie was coaxing its protein shake out of my nuts Zak came Into My sanctuary, knelt beside jamie and humbly expressed its desire for the family to listen to your podcast at breakfast. I knew something of importance was said because Zak is no drama queen so I patted its head as I pumped My faggot wife its 1st load of the day. Being the excellent faggot it is jamie motioned for Zak and let the faggot-in-law-to-be have My last 2 ropes of cum. Then both shared the ‘chore’ of cleaning the cock of the God both love and worship. 

As I watched their movements I was filled with several emotions but mostly amazement.  I wondered how My jamie could LOVE and worship so thoroughly, so completely after almost 18 years of being My cumhole. Then I remembered some times I had given it nothing but emotional pain and many tear filled nights-nights empty of anything except My prodigious load and My young Macho posturings. Before I knew it the 2 little dick lickers had Me ready to blast. And jamie being the sweet mommy figure of all My children here let the faggot daughter it loves have the first 6 ropes of the stuff jamie lives for as My wife smiled up at me beaming with pride. But I digress.

After listening, the faggots cleared the table while We Men discussed what we’d heard. All house faggots know if they have an opinion or a desire its fine to voice it when it doesn’t interfere with the Men’s discussion. jamie’s position as My wife and faggot mommy gives it the right to interrupt anyone but Me but it seldom to never takes that advantage. We spent over 2 hours on both sides of the topic of Alpha/faggot love. My Boys and their friend and Alpha Brother Shane heatedly defended their right to fall in love with ANYTHING they chose while still impregnating and/or eating out all the pussy available.

I could hear the faggots giggling and whispering as they cleaned the kitchen behind us. I thought back to those 1st months of jamie’s long and faithful devotion, equating what I’d just heard with Our situation and surprise, surprise! Hot stinging tears jumped to My eyes as I remembered 1 incident of jamie’s TOTAL humiliation because of its love and devotion to Me. (Save that for another time faggot)  It took 10 YEARS for My beloved cum dump to hear all it ever wanted – that I LOVED it. My take on such things had been what I assumed were most Alpha feelings on the subject, that I couldn’t love or kiss or ‘make love’ to a man, faggot or not. When I met My cumslut the ONLY use I had for faggots was as funny punching bags whose attempts to worship Me resulted in their pain and suffering, if not hospitalization.  (You know the story faggot)

But I saw and FELT something in its eyes when I met it that made Me listen to its sad story of an impoverished childhood, its success in its chosen field, and its instant knowledge that it was created to love only me from the 1st second of seeing Me. It took time for My young mind to realize several things. My jamie is, was, and forever will be a faggot NOT a man. It gave up a half a million dollar per year career it LOVED after Our discussion of My CONSIDERATION of allowing it to be My DL cocksucker. I’d never encountered such devotion from any breeder cunt. This faggot was giving Me its LIFE because I was thinking about keeping it on standby as a hole to cum in when I couldn’t find any other available hole. My babywhore taught Me the true meaning of ‘love’ and helped Me grow as a Man, a person, and stood proudly 2 steps behind on My path to becoming the Alpha Male/Father/and Husband I eventually became. My sweet cunt endured many terrible things and tolerated much so it could be a part of My world.

You see, My young mind was torn for over a year. The little hole would often make something that felt like love swell inside Me and would erupt into 1 of Our marathons of sex, bodily fluids, and total devotion to My desires. After the last pump of cum entered jamie My societal brainwashing would surface and I had to create a situation where I was forced to ‘behave as a MAN’ and I would punch My boy and occasionally beat it to the ground to save face. My foolish immaturity brought much needless pain to the sweet faggot I now PROUDLY love and cherish.

Think about that faggots – jamie so loved Me, so completely believed I could and would become a REAL Man one day that it endured not only physical beatings but also My own special brand of mental torture AND the fact that it’s only respite from abuse was attained through its service to Me which only led to more anger, recriminations, and yet more violence. All through that My wife cared for our home, My needs, My taunts, My desertion of months, and MY total control of its money, its very life AND IT NEVER WAIVERED. Not once did it ever raise its voice or disrespect Me in any way. It waited patiently for My return and treated Me with the same calm, loving devotion it always had. It BELIEVED in Me, something no one had EVER done. It was a long, hard road to get where we are now. Recounting all this I unashamedly admit My tears are flowing as My jamie sits between My legs, smiling and simply loving its Husband.

I believe I’ve taught My Sons one of the true lessons of life which is love whatever makes you happy. The love between 2 beings is THE foundation of a harmonious, fulfilling life. If one is blessed enough to find it in ANY package it arrives, unwrap that sucker and fill it with your seed and take it as yours and DAMN THE WORLD because We Men are Gods! No matter your previous actions and attitudes now adult responsibility must take over. Your future happiness is entirely on Your shoulders. You do as Your soul commands You and if You’ve listened closely You too will achieve the level of love, adoration, and fulfillment I and My faggot wife have finally reached. We are NOT equals but we are a married couple who love and understand who we are and what we need and know together we can achieve any goal and every pleasure a love/sex union could ever produce. 

Well faggot, you know I never admit My failings easily but to reveal one’s experiences for the benefit of knowledge for others is a true sign of manhood. I can never really make My shabby, immaturity towards My cunt justified so I now make sure every single day jamie knows it is MY hole, possession, heart, love and, of course, My beloved receptacle of My bodily fluids. No one can ever know all that passes between 2 beings that love each other and therefore cannot judge ANY relationship but their own.

You and your readers now know more about what makes Me, Me than My own family knows. I hope this helps any Alpha out there struggling with emotions they fear the ‘world’ won’t understand. My advice to the Master of Yul–stand firmly on Your truth, raise your fist with Your hole swallowing Your cock and yell a mighty “FUCK YOU!” to a world of fools and lemmings and blast Your load into WHOMEVER pleases You, Brother. And if You are true to yourself I will proudly call You My Brother.

FUCK YES!

This is a defiant middle finger to not only those who would judge God Alphas like him or Master Matt, but also to the societal expectations that attempt to shackle great Men and hinder their development into truly all-powerful beings. Master Dino chose to follow the truth he discovered in his heart, and he achieved it through rage and gritted teeth and years of fierce battles. He fought it and fought it until he realized he was fighting for no reason at all.

Gods do not make apologies or excuses to ants. Similarly, God Alphas owe nothing to the world except declarations of their own will.

Master Dino forged his own path, one of honesty, bravery, and truth. And here he pledges to fight alongside his God Alpha brother Master Matt as he begins this same journey.

I’m just a faggot, so my support for Master Matt is limited. But I hope Master Matt is strengthened by Alpha brothers like Master Dino rising up to unite with him and offering their support for him. The fraternity of Alphas is infinitely powerful and indestructible. It surrounds and protects Master Matt right now in this critical time of his life.

It leaves me kneeling, head bowed, with tears of gratitude and awe dropping to the earth. Thank you, Master Dino!