This beautiful trailer dropped for an upcoming film titled FRANK & PERCY. It’s about two old Men, one gay and one straight (?) who meet and end up falling in love.
Over the years I have fielded questions from older gays and fags about the struggles they face while growing older. The scene leaves them behind, and they feel useless, abandoned, and unfulfilled.
This is a real phenomenon, a true danger, especially for my fag brothers.
However, as this lovely trailer promises, old age doesn’t need to be the end. Life is unexpected that way. If we keep our hearts open and take reasonable care of ourselves, we can still find adventure, purpose, and love in our latter years!
This brings back some unpleasant memories for sure!
Those damned stainless steel toilet/sink units were always FREEZING!
The inmate in this clip is doing it wrong. You’re supposed to constantly flush while shitting so that sound/smell would dissipate.
I was in a cell with a fat piece of country bumpkin shit named Matt Skaggs who was a child molester from Perryville, MO. He had irritable bowel syndrome (among other issues) and would constantly have the splatters.
One night he got up and sat down to paint the bowl. I was lying on my mat on the floor of the cell when Skaggs ripped a particularly nasty splatter, and a droplet of it flew through the air and onto my hand. I freaked out, jumped up, and angrily washed my hands while he apologized. Fucking CHOMO!
Anyway, fuck those toilets, fuck Matt Skaggs, and fuck prison!
The following post is part of a thread highlighting the exploits of Master Dean, the God Alpha son of Master Dino and twin brother/owner of Jimmy the faggot. CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!
When God Alpha Dino moved his extended family of Alphas and faggots from their mountain fortress to an island in the Atlantic Ocean, I worried that the extreme change in environment and lack of easy medical care might not be best for them (especially given the number of toddlers involved). I kept my reservations to myself since it wasn’t my place to question the move at all.
But how foolish I was! The change in environment was the perfect place to finally unleash the absolute power of the five Alphas there: Master Dino, Master Chad, Master Dean, Master Cal, and Master Phillip. They have all reverted into primal Alpha beasts like their ancient ancestors. Mostly naked and roasted by the sun to a deep, rich, coffee brown, the Alphas take profound pleasure in training together, hunting together, and breeding together.
The many faggots with them (called “the rainbow” because each is named after a color) have also reverted back to the way ancient fags served Alpha clans of the past, by cooking and gathering and caring for Alpha offspring. Oh, and being used again and again for sexual pleasure by the horny Alphas of the tribe.
It’s the way it has always been, and Master Dino’s family has become its embodiment on this isolated island paradise.
Of all the Alphas on the island, I’m probably closest to Master Dean. He’s the most directly intellectual of them, and a gifted writer. And while I’m nothing compared to him and will never be counted among his friends, he deigns to make me feel worthy in small ways that feel like the universe to me.
In keeping with that spirit, Master Dean occasionally writes to me for no reason other than he was thinking of me, as he did recently:
Hello little one,
I am refraining from My studies and, in mid-contimplation, thoughts turned to you. I trust you are well. We all certainly are thriving. I can see the Children outside, faggots with the young Ones and Chadwick and Phillip with the oldest group. It looks as if Our Savior is thrilling the youthful Spawns with an adventurous yarn as He demonstrates how to dress a boar for storage. They all laugh and alternate for the premium spot beside Our boisterous, blood-spattered Leader. My Son especially loves hunting and absorbs every word and action of His Uncle Chad. Concurrently, the Prince follows Me, drinking in My educationed speech, and is in awe of My medical knowledge. If someone is ill, Prince is at My side as I examine the patient. But both Boys worship Their respective Fathers as well.
Bunny is well and on a mission to serve Phillip and Spike, His Son, until the Men are drained. My little whore is well and happy. I honestly was unsure of the outcome for bunny for a time. I was assured of My baby’s recovery when, after 2 days of bed rest after open heart surgery, she asked for My semen. Not food or drink, just My penis and ejaculate.
Cal just entered and nosily read what I am writing. He says hello. I must tell you He is a fine specimen of a Alpha Man, tanned, just developed muscularly, and His scent is amazing. I may be compelled to enter a contest of strength with My Brother and see Which comes out on top-or bottom depending on One’s desires. Ha. I amuse Myself.
Chadwick continues to lead by example and with education in the best manner for Children. Not one disobeys His command or fails to understand all He teaches. I, too, am never questioned or disobeyed. I am aware that Chad informed you of His faggot son, gavin. he is definitely a faggot who loves all Men but is almost insanely in love with Chad. The little whore has been caught with Chad, who is unknowing of anything when sleeping. (c.c. can attest to being taken by Chad while He sleeps. My Brother copulates while snoring.) Regardless, I caught gavin with a sleeping Savior absolutely worshipping Chad’s tumescent penis, licking and sniffing until He ejaculated that huge emission as I walked in. Unnoticed, I stood watching as that faggot reveled in a Man’s cum. I thought it best to remain quiet and exit. I told Chadwick about the experience and He decided to ignore it but We all now make sure gavin is unable to enter a room where Chad sleeps. Neither want to discourage gavin’s desires or warp his emotional self, his natural desires. he is a faggot. It seems We have another bunny and Pop situation here as gavin is now totally inseparable from Chadwick whenever He is available to gavin.
Well little one, I could continue to infinity but I think it’s definitely time for an Alpha contest with Cal. His scent was intoxicating. Who knows, I might actually ‘lose’ and be compelled to give My ass to My Brother. Ha. (Still amusing Myself) Afterward, I’m positive of some type of orgiastic taking of the rainbow. It’s been almost a week since All Men gathered to take all faggots. It’s definitely the moment.
Good day, little one. Your King is feeling jubilant and aroused. I mustn’t tarry.
Your Master, Dean
King of faggotry.
I really cherished that update. Master Dean sounds so relaxed, so complete within himself. He knows he rules along with his brothers at the summit of hierarchy, and his place is forever ensured. Their island Kingdom is just the literal manifestation of that promise.
It was great to hear about Master Chad’s classes with his many sons in rapt attention around him. Is there a sight that better represents Alpha mentorship than Master Chad passing his knowledge to his sons??
When Master Dean described smelling Master Cal’s pheromones on the breeze and getting aroused, it really brought home for me just how much this island paradise is transforming all of them into their primal states. They have left “modern society” behind, choosing instead to live life by the ancient code of Natural Law!
The part about Master Chad’s son Gavin would probably disturb most people. But rather than becoming instantly offended, a little thought would reveal a great truth: the deep knowledge of hierarchy that Masters Chad and Dean have help them to accurately detect and handle these peculiar needs of their growing sons. Also, regardless of what Gavin grows to be, he will always have a safe, inclusive, and encouraging place in this family built on hierarchical values!
I’m a very lucky faggot indeed to know this amazing family over such a long period of time!
But best of all, I get to know and serve one of the great God Alphas of my life, my wickedly intelligent Master Dean!
I found myself unexpectedly overjoyed today after I heard the great news about Clavicular, the looksmaxxing “influencer”/social media barnacle. He was charged with the drugging and raping of a minor female.
Some have complained about the rape charge being without merit given that Clav was 19 and the girl was 16. Yeah, I get it – those laws are DUMB and arbitrary.
But in Clavicular’s case I want the book thrown at him. I’ve already devoted too much bandwidth to that dickless and autistic Pinocchio android and his cult of starfuckers. They’re all such non-entities that they barely have a shadow.
Hopefully Clavicular will find a personality and some value in medium-security prison with the other chomos. But also hope he gets some additional looksmaxxing courtesy of a fellow inmate’s fists.
While I was locked up for two years I did a lot of reading and studying. I did some deep dives into literature on manifestation and other self-help guides. I read some fiction and non-fiction, a few of which changed my life. And I also did a lot of studying of religious texts, primarily the Bible and the Qur’an.
My study of the Qur’an helped me understand how Muhammad twisted what he learned from early “Christians” of the 7th century, reciting from faulty memory what those apostate Christians had told him about God and Jesus. This led to a great rejection of that false teaching.
I already knew Islam was not the right religion because I have extensively studied the Bible throughout parts of my life since the age of five. I know it very well, so well that even as a kid I confounded priests and deacons.
But with this particular study of the Bible I set out to find evidence of hierarchy in its ancient verses. And, as you might expect, I found it.
So I want to take topics one at a time, including supporting Scriptures for my points.
ARE ALPHAS BIBLICAL?
The Bible is teeming with evidence of Alphas and Alphahood. From terrible Destroyer Alphas like Goliath or King Saul, to powerful and brave Alphas like Judge Samson or Jacob. I’ll focus on a couple.
King David is described as an Alpha from birth. Listen to the way he is described at 1 Samuel 16: 18: “Look! I have seen how a son of Jesʹse the Bethʹle·hem·ite plays skillfully, and he is a courageous, mighty warrior. He can speak well, and he is handsome, and Jehovah is with him.”
David the shepherd boy was anointed King. Throughout his life David did things other males could not, like strike down mighty Goliath with a slingshot, or have a long string of successes in battle.
In addition, other Alphas submitted themselves to him and dedicated their lives to him. Primary among these was Jonathan, King Saul’s son. He immediately recognized David as God’s favored one and humbly submitted to him. Notice Jonathan’s reaction upon meeting David: “As soon as David had finished speaking to Saul, Jonʹa·than and David became bound together in close friendship, and Jonʹa·than began to love him as himself … And Jonʹa·than and David made a covenant, because he loved him as himself.” (1 Samuel 18: 1,3)
Notice what David sang about Jonathan after Jonathan was killed in battle: “I am distressed over you, my brother Jonʹa·than; You were very dear to me. More wonderful was your love to me than the love of women.” (2 Samuel 1: 26). I’ll let you come to your own conclusions on that final sentiment.
The Apostle Paul is one of the Bible’s great redemption stories, as well as an interesting story from my time behind bars. You see, I became well-known in prison for my emphasis on Alphas and my interviews with various Alphas. I was once interviewing a hugely-muscular white Alpha named Jeven about his Alphahood. Jeven was extremely religious, and it wasn’t some fake, in-prison conversion like so many others I encountered there. His was sincere.
During our discussion Jeven asked me who I thought was the greatest Alpha in the Bible. I replied “Jesus”, of course. Jeven told me his choice was Paul, and I found that revelatory. Paul is such a terrific choice because Paul was fearless both as a Pharisee as well as a converted Christian. He led the first-century Christian faith, traveling vast distances and working tirelessly to build up the weak. But when confronted with liars and apostates, Paul thundered courageously against them. Aside from Jesus himself, Paul was a critical leader during an unsure time.
Jesus is the ultimate Alpha, the greatest human who ever lived. Much of that comes from the fact that he wasn’t entirely human since he is God’s Son. As the Bible makes plain, Jesus was unique among all earthly life forms in that he was transferred from heavenly life to the womb of Mary by God, so he was perfect. This perfection (and God’s blessing) gave Jesus extraordinary power and the deepest wisdom.
Jesus was the greatest Protector Alpha to ever live, healing the weak, sick, and crippled with compassion. Ultimately, Jesus sacrificed his life so that many might receive forgiveness and eventually be resurrected. No other Man has left the impact Jesus has on the entire world despite living only 33.5 years. That track record of Alphahood is hard to beat!
ARE FAGGOTS IN THE BIBLE?
While the Bible doesn’t specifically discuss sub males or faggots specifically (for obvious reasons), there is one class of males mentioned occasionally that might be relevant to discuss: EUNUCHS.
Here is the typical definition of a eunuch: a boy or man who has had his testicles removed or has been castrated. In all likelihood, the Bible is using this definition when it uses the word.
However, the eunuchs mentioned in the Bible were ones used within kingdoms as escorts or representatives of female royalty (like Ethiopian Queen Candace’s personal eunuch mentioned in Acts chapter 8) much the way modern-day faggots “serve” strong women today (the so-called “fag hags”). These eunuchs, though denied the power reserved for complete Men, were able to maintain relevance by clinging to powerful women. These eunuchs were trusted, of course, because they were physically impotent.
But it’s Jesus’s own words about eunuchs that gives us our most complete Biblical view of these failed and inferior males. At Matthew 19: 12 Jesus says:
“For there are eunuchs who were born that way, and there are eunuchs who were made eunuchs by Men, and there are eunuchs who have made themselves eunuchs on account of the Kingdom of the heavens. Let the one who can make room for it make room for it.”
Although it’s hardly reasonable to think that Jesus was advocating for males to submit themselves as faggots, Jesus was clearly recognizing that different classes of males exist, and eunuchs were the lowest class, one left sexless and only useful as a servant/slave.
THE MASTER/SLAVE RELATIONSHIP IN THE BIBLE
One of the modern-day criticisms of the Bible is its apparent condoning of slavery. Critics often condemn the God of the Bible as a Being who pushed slavery or approved of it. However, this in an uneducated view of the slavery outlined by God in the Bible.
The slavery arrangement God prescribed for His people in the Bible was originally a way for debtors to have protection while they worked off debts, Due to mankind’s fallen condition, God knew that Men would be inclined to enslave their weaker neighbors (hierarchy once again), so the provision was designed to shape that inevitable outcome (much like God’s eventual allowance of divorce under limited circumstances).
When the Jews received the Mosaic Law, there were pages and pages of laws governing the ownership of both slaves and work animals. Most of these laws protected the slaves from abuse, because ultimately God is described as someone who hates the slavery and imprisonment of humans.
But there is one law embedded into the Mosaic Law that has relevance to our current understanding of the natural Master/faggot relationaship:
“But if the slave should insist and say, ‘I love my master, my wife, and my sons; I do not want to be set free,’ his master must bring him before the true God. Then he will bring him up against the door or the doorpost, and his master will pierce his ear through with an awl, and he will be his slave for life.” (Genesis 21: 5,6)
Isn’t that amazing? It’s laid out in black and white in the Bible … the love a slave has for its Master, its choosing a life of servitude over freedom! God put in a provision so that an inferior male can submit his life in service to a superior Man, even giving direction on a piercing to symbolize its owned status! Extraordinary!
Like I said at the outset, the Bible doesn’t contain much specifically about Alphas and faggots and their relation to one another, but the Bible is clearly a very hierarchical book. This shouldn’t be surprising given that it is written for fallen mankind, and mankind absolutely lives by hierarchical rules.
Will it ever be different? The Bible promises that, but it certainly hasn’t happened yet!
This conversation on homosexuality between Logan Paul (who I despise) and Christian Bryce Crawford is weird for me because I agree with BOTH of them.
Clearly, being gay isn’t a choice. But true Christianity acknowledges that, and instead calls on gays to simply abstain.
Easy Peasey!
Of course, it’s not easy. The Bible describes a battle with our fleshly desires that even affected really strong Christians like the Apostle Paul.
Sadly, when it comes to homosexuality , religious people are highly polarized and full of retribution and hate. To me, that simply tells me their “faith” is dead.
According to the Bible, we are all born in sin. Nobody’s sinful tendencies are worse than anyone else’s. So that’s why I can agree with Bryce’s perspective.
What I still can’t understand is this: why do I find myself agreeing with LOGAN PAUL?!?
The other day I mentioned my experience picking up an Alpha Lyft driver, and I figured I would receive at least one question about it. Sure enough, it arrived like clockwork:
Hi Brother Sam, Thank you for running this site as a just turned 18 year old fag I have found it very helpful and informative, I was scrolling through your page about to ask a question myself when a recent reply caught my attention from one of your stories, you mentioned you approached a Lyft driver and Managed to serve him in 2021, could you please share the story with me and inspire me? I only ask as I use an Uber to and from work every day the last month and it’s always this stunning married mid 40’s muscle gym bro who drives me to work and home, we have built up a relationship since the start of July (when I first started using him) and he is very Alpha. masculine, confident and gives off incredible energy, I find myself with the urge to serve him as a fag and was writing to you today for advice/how to approach it as I’m still so new to this world and want to serve him and embrace my duty as a fag and then I saw you mention a lyft driver which is so similar to my story, could you please provide tips/advice and share your story of how you convinced your lyft driver to let you serve him ? thank you brother Sam! much love and respect – Ryan the Fag xo
I wrote about the experience on the previous version of this site, but for some reason I couldn’t find it in my archives (I did find my post about the Alpha I drove home and serviced him after, which I might repost). So I’ll tell the story again, because it really illustrates the power of fearlessly speaking hierarchical truth!
As many of you know, I was arrested in late August of 2020 when a friend of mine asked me to drive a car to him in another state, and that car had meth inside the doors (of which fact I was naively unaware). I spent three weeks in jail before being released on my own recognizance. Three days after my release I came down with a paralyzing staph infection of the blood and pneumonia arising from the chemo port still in my chest from my bout with cancer two years prior. I nearly died from that while laboring in the COVID wing of the hospital, but I eventually overcame it after two months of antibiotics.
I was in rough shape!
I had sold my car to pay bills, so I was immobile for the first time since I was 16 years old. One day I needed to go to an Office Max store for some supplies, so I called a Lyft ride to drive me 15 minutes away. My driver was “Antoine”. I would later find out everybody called him “Twan”.
I was pleasantly surprised when I saw Twan in the driver’s seat. He looked young (turned out he was 24 years old) and wearing a Cardinals jersey. He had a neatly trimmed goatee and his short hair was twisted in little braids. He grunted at me when I greeted him with that indifferent black Alpha attitude I learned to overcome long ago. And so we started off.
I started by asking him how long he had been driving Lyft. “A coupla months,” was the blunt reply. So I quickly pivoted to my own previous experience driving Uber and Lyft for a year, and I mentioned how weird some of the rides had been. No real response. Then I said, “I’m sure you get a lot of people flirting with you since you’re Alpha.” He chuckled a little bit and agreed. “My girl don’t like that part.”
So then I said, “Do you consider yourself to be Alpha?” He quickly agreed that he was. So then I said, “Some people don’t think Alphas are real, but I know they are.” I began to describe some of the qualities of Alphas and what sets them apart. I had his attention.
Then I said, “I’m a firm believer in hierarchy.” He replied, “What do you mean?” So I explained how males are different, and how Alphas like him are at the top of the hierarchy pyramid and other males are below and serve the Alphas on top.
Then came the magic question: “So what are you?” I smiled, and without hesitation said, “I’m a faggot, Sir.”
Twan laughed in knowing surprise. “Yeah, I thought you were.”
By this point we were almost there. Time to wrap it up: “I’ve accepted that my role is to serve superior Men and Alphas like you. It’s just the way the world is.” Twan pulled his SUV up in front of the store.
Before getting out, I ended this way: “Sir, if you want to take my number, you can call if you ever need anything.” He took my number. “Thank you, Sir,” I said respectfully as I left his vehicle.
I went inside the store and, after looking around unsuccessfully for a bit, asked a clerk to help me. Suddenly, my phone dings. I have a message from Twan:
“Come out to the truck now.”
I immediately excused myself and left the store. In front of the store was Twan’s SUV. I climbed into the back seat, asking coyly, “Are you in need, Sir?”
“Yeah.”
We drove around until we found a bank that was closed (it was COVID, and many places were closed during the weekdays). He pulled to a discreet back corner of the lot, parked, and then hurried into the back seat with me. He pulled down his sweat pants and underwear in one smooth motion and said, “suck my dick, fag!”
One thing I love about black Alphas is the length and weight of their limp dicks. Even when they’re not hard, they’re still impressive when you manipulate them or suck them. Twan was not totally hard when I started, so I got to enjoy the pleasure of it rapidly growing in my mouth. He grabbed my head and fucked my mouth for a bit, and he barked commands like “moan more!” when he wanted some vibration.
When he was getting close, I was starving for his load, but Twan loves shooting his loads on his cocksucker’s mouths/faces. He did that to me, and I pushed what I could into my mouth and swallowed it after.
Then he drive me home.
Since he had a girlfriend, he couldn’t use me all the time, but I was one of his regular cocksuckers for about a year or so until I was finally sentenced and sent to prison in July of 2022. When I was released two years later Twan had changed his phone number and mine was different, too. So that was the end of that!
As you can see, this isn’t particularly difficult. It really just requires a faggot to be fearlessly honest about hierarchy and purpose. You have truth and the insatiable Alpha sex drive on your side! Use those things to your advantage just like I did then!
Republicans crashing GRINDR and Trump’s idiotic dancing to the gay anthem “YMCA” are only the stupid tip of the iceberg with the MAGA Republican Party’s creepy fetishization of hyper-masculine ideals.
I am a fucking faggot and I don’t hyperventilate to masculinity the way Secretary of War Pete Hegseth does every time he’s in front of a camera. It’s embarrassing, creepy, and hypocritical, especially given the party’s complete opposition to gays and trans people.
This clip details the latest hyper-masculine plays:
First of all, the Republican Party knows nothing about Manhood, especially not this administration. Are we supposed to believe Hegseth, Trump, Marco Rubio, Robert F. Kennedy Jr., Lindsey Graham, or (heaven forbid) Stephen “Naziferatu” Miller are the epitome of Masculinity??
Additionally, the military isn’t populated by a bunch of chemically-altered Ivan Drago supersarriors. Let’s also not forget that women make up a large portion of the U.S. military … are they going to get testosterone? Does that count as transgenderism?
The American government is run by a bunch of military incel cosplayers who jack off to repeat viewings of the movie 300.
The point is this: they don’t have the first fucking clue how to be a Man, what defines courage and sacrifice, and have no comprehension of dignity or nobility.
I think you’re really good with your words. Have you thought about writing a novel about god alphas and fags ? The real relationship is sooo hard to find in real life and you can write some original stories to demonstrate it better. I’ve been wanting to read your novel and even want to write my own.
Thank you for the question!
In my mind’s eye, I have planned a large book on hierarchy as a massive, over-arching societal concept on the scale and impact of what Charles Darwin’s “Origin Of The Species” did for evolution. It’s a tantalizing proposition. However, this monstrous site and 11 years of daily writing does much of that heavy lifting already. I’m working on two more personal autobiographical books that are more important to me.
But I will emphasize this: Any book on hierarchical issues will be only based on truth and true stories/experiences. I refuse to write fiction on the subject, because that’s just for masturbatory nonsense. I think the truth is much hotter and more impactful.
Hi fag, recently, it’s a lot of a footballer Lucas Bergvall everywhere. Funny enough, some say he’s probably secretly a fag for his mates. That’s because of his ass but also some videos in which players slap his bottom or grab his face. Others say he’s total alpha and must definitely enjoy ass worship and rough sex focused on him. What are your thoughts on him and other young players?
I know almost nothing about soccer/football except that no game that can end in a TIE can be called a “sport”. Therefore, I haven’t been watching the World Cup.
That said, I have definitely seen Lucas Bergvall on social media. He’s a cutie, for sure. Of course, I don’t know him at all aside from long-lens shots of him frolicking on the field with his teammates, so take my opinion for what it is … but I think Lucas is a team faggot more than anything else. He has the famed ass, but just the way his teammates handle him and touch him leads me to think he’s the team toy.
I plan to ask Master Jin (who transformed his soccer team of straight Alphas into a group of faggot-owning straight Alphas in one semester) about his opinion of Lucas.
Here are some clips for the curious:
And for your consideration, here’s a blonde faggot (who looks like Bergvall) servicing an Alpha … coincidence?
In June of 2016, one year after I started this site, I met an 18-year-old boy through it. He read I am an English major (which he wanted to be), and we became friends. Six months later, I found out he was in Syria and barely surviving.
I set out to rescue him, which I did in 2017. I hid him in Malaysia because that was our only choice. I paid for everything. While he was there, I got throat cancer and nearly died. Of course, I didn’t die … and in 2019 I finally got him to safety in Australia where he lives today.
Long-time readers of this site know him as “Baby Boy”. He’s basically my son now, and no real father has ever loved their son more.
Today was Baby Boy’s birthday, capping a ten-year saga of the lowest lows and highest highs.
But today also happens to be the official end of my probation after a nearly six-year nightmare journey through the injustice system. I’m finally FREE once more!
Huge dreams are gathering on the horizon, and every one of them is now possible. There is a lot of work ahead, but I think you all know I’m not afraid of hard work.
But the end result will be a literal dream come true: my son in my arms as we explore the world together!
What once seemed “impossible” will become not only possible, but REALITY.
I work in a refugee center and there are three Arab Alpha Refugees from Syria! They grab their big bulges when I am around! How should I approach them? I feel the need to worship them!
Thank you for writing!
First of all, I thank you for the work you’re doing at that refugee center! As you may or may not know, I rescued an 18-year-old boy from Syria in 2017 at great risk and cost to both myself and him. Fortunately, it worked out eventually, and my precious Baby Boy is safe and thriving in Australia today. He is the most precious treasure in my life, a gift I will forever hold close.
The Syrian people have been brutalized by so many harsh regimes (as well as a punishing religious order) that helping them can be tricky. Baby Boy somehow kept his heart intact through all of the terror and abuse he suffered, but he was one of the fortunate few.
Hierarchically, most males in that region are conditioned to be Alphas. Of course, that doesn’t always “take”, but most of them recognize the natural order. From what I’ve come to know through this site over the years, straight Muslim Alphas have no issue using faggots as long as they can get away with it. Syria is one of the most virulently anti-gay countries in the world (Baby Boy saw gay people getting beheaded in the town square), so there is a lot of dangerous homophobia to be aware of.
Maybe try to acknowledge their bulges with your eye contact (and maybe a sly smile) the next time they’re grabbing them. This might trigger them to know what you are. This is a tricky situation (especially since this is occurring at your job), but you never know.
Yoo sam, could you tell us about your highschool years as a faggot?
I’m straight, but I imagine that, being a faggot, your experience was probably quite different. I guess you wouldn’t have joined in on the conversations about rating the best girls’ asses in class hahaha. Also you could create a section about your own life experiences
Thank you for writing, Sir!
Well, this should be fun! I don’t write a lot of autobiographical stuff on here aside from specific examples of my past as a faggot, but I’m definitely willing to share, Sir!
I grew up in the Midwest of suburban America in the 80s and 90s, the firstborn son of religious, middle-class parents. My high school was straight out of a John Hughes film, and I was a near-carbon copy of the nerdy kid played by Anthony Michael Hall in those films (particularly in SIXTEEN CANDLES). Skinny, gangly, goofy, and cute. I had a thick brown mop of feathered hair, big, brown cow eyes with long eyelashes, and embarrassing dimples. I was well-known in school for bizarrely wearing an electric-blue bomber jacket every single day for all four years of high school (we symbolically burned it at a post-graduation bonfire).
I had a very tight group of misfit friends all four years that we called “The Group”. We’d known each other since kindergarten (and I’m still friends with some of them today!), and we knew each other very well. In the social hierarchy of our high school, we were somewhere between The Burnouts on the lower levels and The Jocks on the main levels.
I was very much then like I am today; intelligent, creative, sweethearted, but also armed with a blistering streak of sarcasm that earned me the title of “King Of The Put-Downs”. This combination of qualities served me well during my Freshman year when I found myself in an elective recreational sports class with a bunch of Seniors. They found me hilarious, and I became their funny little brother … so they served as my “protector Alphas” in dangerous areas like the lunchroom. The only time they didn’t protect me was in my history class, where a bully named Matt Sprenger tormented me every day.
My friends were all typically straight white guys, and I managed to blend in perfectly with them even though I was nothing like them inside. Ever since fifth or sixth grade I knew I felt something for boys. My first “crush” happened then with a boy named George Collins. Then in junior high I sort of fell in love with a guy named Bob who looked a little like a blonde version of Albert from “Little House on the Prairie”, and that continued into high school. Ugh … Bob used to wear this form-hugging gray corduroy pants that showed off his bulge and his perfect ass. While my friends were busy talking about cheerleader tits and asses, I was chasing Bob and this cute guy named Matt.
These crushes helped me understand that I was gay, and I knew I felt submissive (as a little kid I was already manifesting an interest in macrophilia), but I didn’t know what to do with those feelings. I certainly never told my friends, nor my parents. So instead I began to date and attempt to fuck girls like my friends were doing. This started between the ages of 15-16. I lost my virginity to a white girl named Rachelle, my second girlfriend. I had a threesome with two girls one night at a party.
And I hated it. Entering a vagina with my little pee-pee felt wrong, and my body didn’t seem to even understand thrusting and other mechanical aspects of straight male fucking. I tried eating vagina, and it was absolutely revolting. All-in-all it was an embarrassing disaster. I started to think I was doomed.
Then I got a job at an Italian restaurant, and there I met a straight Alpha named Roger. He was my age and same grade, but he went to a competing high school. He was everything I wasn’t: hot, sexy, confident, muscular, and extremely popular. I fell instantly in love with him. I wanted to be with him all the time, smell his scent, and hear his laughter. He’d playfully call me “faggot” – the first time anyone ever called me that, and it was like an electric charge raced through my body every time he said it. The word felt like a siren song leading me into deeper waters.
This was, of course, the same Roger who forced me to my knees and throat fucked me with his 8+ inch cock a few months after meeting me (we had been watching some schlocky “girls in prison” movie in his mother’s basement). After that, I was his personal cocksucker for our final year of high school, and I never looked back.
So yeah, those were my years of discovery as a faggot in high school, Sir! I’m not sure my development was typical of most faggots, and I certainly handled those years with a sense of wide-eyed wonder and excitement that definitely seems atypical now that I’ve spoken to so many other fags.
EPILOGUE: Before I get the inevitable follow-up question, yes my high school friends all know I’m a faggot these days. After I disappeared from them for several years (being owned by multiple Masters), I returned and told them the truth. Then, at a class reunion, I made sure everyone in the class knew I was a faggot. Needless to say, none of them were shocked! We all had a great laugh over it!
One more thing, Sir: There is a category specifically for me and my stories. It’s all in the category “Me”.
I’ve been cancelled more times than disco over the eleven years I’ve been teaching hierarchy across social media. Some platforms are simply not possible outlets of the message (like Instagram or Tumblr), while others (particularly X) flirt with acceptance but indiscriminately tighten their “rules” according to whatever social media trend/opinion is ruling that day.
I saw some of it coming. When I started this site on Tumblr, I noticed that the platform was becoming increasingly censorial over my content. I refused to be censored, so I took the expense upon myself to build an independent website (FagsWorshipAlphas.com) to protect my content and preserve my message for those seeking help.
But now that the right wing has been largely strangling media platforms, the censorship and demonization of alternative content has become oppressive. I recently experienced this yet again when X cancelled four of my accounts in one brutal day. But even before the cancellation, my accounts were being shadow-banned by the algorithm, which forced me to artificially battle it with multiple accounts.
It’s annoying. It’s also disrespectful to the freedom of speech.
I really appreciated this article by my brother KinkScholar on his Substack blog about this very subject of algorithmic censorship when it comes to gay issues. He’s absolutely right, and I recommend that everyone read it.
This post is part of a thread chronicling the rise of Master Jin, a straight Korean Alpha who first learned about the ownership of faggots when he learned his college roommate Chin was a faggot. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
There have been many critical true stories over the course of this site’s 11-year history that led to major audience growth and depth of content. California Alpha, Home Depot Fag, Frat Fag, and Sean The Fag all fired the imaginations of faggots everywhere and taught vital hierarchical truths.
But few true stories have had the long-lasting impact of straight Master Jin, then a college medical student in Toronto, and his then-roommate Chin. Master Jin suspected that Chin was a faggot, and in 2019 he reached out to me for help in submitting Chin. I gladly advised him, and within days Master Jin took ownership of his first faggot.
Master Jin’s ownership of Chin the faggot caused his Alpha buddies on the college soccer team to take note, and before too long they also claimed faggots. Over the next two years I tirelessly chronicled the four or five straight Alphas and the six or seven faggots they collectively owned. In addition to Master Jin, Masters Nick and Matt became veritable legends on the site. I had access to everybody, so I was often collating various accounts from both the Alpha and faggot perspective. It was exhausting, but rewarding.
It was because of Master Jin that all of the Toronto Alphas insisted on caging their faggots. Prior to Master Jin’s pioneering use of chastity, I considered it just a fetish. Master Jin, on the other hand, had an instant understanding of the wisdom of chastity, and he wielded the practice as skillfully as a scalpel.
All of that happened because of Master Jin. He inherently understood that, as a young straight Alpha, he deserved all of the service and worship available to him. He didn’t let the world’s definition of how a straight Alpha should live, and instead relentlessly pursued a life HE wanted to live.
And that life was that of a straight Alpha King who has a steady girlfriend and owns faggot slaves. In other words, a Kingdom.
These days Master Jin is a medical doctor and making plenty of money. He still owns Chin, and has added Lee to his house as well. Both are still locked, of course.
Finding a girlfriend who accepts his ownership of faggots has been a challenge, of course. It’s notable that the girlfriends don’t get their way and convince Master Jin to dismiss his faggots in favor of them; instead, he dismisses the girlfriends in favor of his faggots! This stands in sharp contrast to his former Alpha brothers Masters Nick and Matt, both of whom were seduced by females away from their fags.
But I have some great news: Master Jin has been dating a girl for eight months now, and she’s fine with his ownership of both fags!
She doesn’t live with Master Jin and his faggots, but she’s there every weekend. Whenever she’s at the house, Master Jin spends his time loudly fucking her while his faggots busy themselves with house work and listening to him fucking. This is good, because it keeps them horny for his cock and cum.
And yes, Master Jin still uses their throats. As he said yet again, “faggots suck better than she does.”
Most incredibly, Master Jin also takes the time to milk both faggots multiple times per week! I was quite astonished to learn that. It was Master Jin who also pioneered the milking of his fags, which he then taught to his straight Alpha friends. The fact that a straight Alpha like Master Jin understood not only the purpose of faggots but how to CARE for them as very personal and cherished property has never stopped amazing me!
I was so happy to get to speak with Master Jin, Chin, and Lee today. They’ve all grown and developed into their hierarchical roles so confidently and full of purpose! Even better, Master Jin has a woman with him who supports him and honors his Alpha hood by allowing him to express the fullness of his power!
It’s just the way a King deserves to live!
Thank you, Master Jin and my brothers Chin and Lee!
P.S. Master Jin learned of my recent financial struggles somehow (maybe the podcast?) and ordered Lee to send me some money. I was so touched by this gesture on their part! Now you see why I refer to Master Jin as a Protector Alpha! He watches over the entirety of his Kingdom and safeguards it all … even a little faggot far away like me! Thank you, Master, and thank you, Lee!
The Rocky Horror Picture Show is the greatest rock musical of all time. Tim Curry’s charismatic entrance in that 1975 film instantly transformed an entire generation and officially put “the gay agenda” on the map with straight people.
That landmark film was based on a theatrical musical written by Richard O’Brien (and also starred Curry) that was so successful that it outgrew two theaters and finally forced its way onto movie screens, where it flopped badly at first before becoming a midnight sensation that continues to this day.
In my mind, there is no way to replace Tim Curry’s transcendent performance, by turns sexy, comedic, and terrifying. It was an immediately-iconic role that followed him throughout his life. Some people have tried to wear those heels in his stead, but all have failed miserably, most notably Laverne Cox (an actual transsexual) in an awful television remake.
But I was quite impressed with this performance above taken from the new Broadway revival. Luke Evans plays Frank-n-Furter in a way that tributes Curry while adding his own spin.
I would definitely watch it. I might even bring some rice.
I haven’t heard this excellent Louis CK bit in a long time, and it’s still perfect!
So weird that he can scream the word “faggot” from the rafters, but I, an actual faggot, can’t use it on X without censoring myself for fear of getting banned for the 150th time!
Yesterday the boy I rescued from Syria in 2017 got his Australian passport. He’s now officially a citizen, and finally – FINALLY! – free!
We’re coming up on the 10-year anniversary of when he, at 18, first reached out to me on this site when it was just starting. I was just a stranger online. I digitally took his hand … and I never let go.
I couldn’t.
The subsequent journey we took over the last 10 years defies not just “the odds”, but also description. Nights and days of sheer terror and near-death experiences, all punctuated by moments of laughter and triumph.
And love. Beyond everything else, purest love.
Buoyed by hope and rescued by miracles, that boy and I faced a world of nations aligned against us together … and eventually we won!
My boy’s life is now better than either of us ever imagined could be possible. He’s grown confident and trusting, with a great job and unstoppable goals.
But I never imagined what would happen to me. As a faggot, I had no chance to have a child of my own.
Instead, I was given a son to love and protect. I emptied myself completely and devoted all I have to him. Every penny, and every teardrop. I would give more if I could summon it. I think any parent understands what I mean.
That passport represents the culmination of 10 years of impossible dreams coming true because a little lost boy trusted me, and I loved him too much to give up.
In two months I’ll be free from my own exile, but it only means one thing for me: that I’ll be able to hug my son once more and see the world we conquered together!
The following opinion was published today on the godforsaken right-wing wasteland known as X:
I get it. For brain-dead zombies raised inside the conformity Matrix, these kinds of opinions are common. Wouldn’t it be nice if all straight Men just remained blind in their cages?
So I quoted this above and replied with this defense:
Let me take this one.
Lots of straight Men and Alphas have sex with males (mostly sub males) because of the POWER and the EASY, UNINHIBITED NATURE OF BREEDING A MALE.
The governing principle at work here is a fundamental and instinctual structure within society known as HIERARCHY.
Everyone on Earth subconsciously obeys hierarchy and plays the role for which they were born.
Straight Alphas like Malik Delgaty are hierarchically above and beyond society’s “rules” for “proper” behavior for straight Men. Those rules might govern inferior males, but straight Alphas do not conform, they lead.
A straight Alpha can use sub males (known as fggots) or he can own them as personal slaves.
And before anyone objects, keep in mind that this hierarchical paradigm has been in effect since the beginning of human society, and has blatantly governed massive civilizations like Ancient Greece and Rome.
This is the way it has always been, and the way it will always be.
HierarchyIsTruth
Digest those words. Turn them in your mind. There is no question that what I speak and teach is the ultimate truth.
It’s undeniable.
Straight Alphas have no reason to take only a portion of the great bounty laid before them.
They deserve ALL the treasure,
They deserve ALL the service,
They deserve ALL the worship,
They deserve the ENTIRE WORLD.
Hierarchical truth will never be stopped, restrained, labeled, or twisted!
