Destroyer Alpha types discover bullying at a young age (like most Alphas do), but without proper role models these ones become consumed by hate and bullying becomes their only means of navigating the adult world.
I know lots of faggots fetishize bullies. They crave their abuse. But ultimately bullies must be rejected. Because as Trump and his cast of ghoulish bullies are now proving, bullies only leave misery and destruction in their wake.
i’ve followed your podcast for a few years now. it took me about that long to recognize how earnestly you were sharing the truth. really, it took meeting my Master, the first true and developed Alpha in my life, to understand how real and sacred Hierarchy is.
i recognize you have your own life, probably busy with the content you create and the Alphas you serve. however, if you’re interested in chatting with and perhaps mentoring a fellow faggot brother who is deeply committed to the same path as you, id love to connect. if not, best wishes and thanks for being brave enough to stand up and broadcast this unpopular truth to the world.
-stefan
Thanks for the question, brother!
Of course we can talk! I have a million ways to get in touch with me all listed on the links page of this site. Pick one and reach out!
The following is part of a thread following the development of a straight Alpha named Cal after he discovered Hierarchical Truth on this site and with the help of Master Chad and God Dino! CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!
In the wild history of this site, there’s never been anything like the rise of Master Cal. He reached out to me as an everyday straight Alpha trapped in a loveless marriage after reading what I was writing about Hierarchy. After mentoring him a little bit, I put him in touch with Master Chad, son of God Alpha Dino. Master Cal immediately made a beeline for their family mansion in the mountains, and discovered the wonders of faggot worship for the very first time. His eyes were opened, and he never went back to his past life.
That was four years ago. In that time Master Cal has ascended to heights rivaled only by his Alpha brothers there at The Mansion. He has spent his days and nights fucking and breeding pussy both female and faggot, rabble-rousing with fellow hellion Master Chad, and embracing the ultimate life promised to all God Alphas by the majestic mechanisms of Hierarchy.
Needless to say that His exposure to his Alpha brothers Masters Chad and Dean had a powerful effect, but it was the life-changing intensity and vision of God Dino and his fag-wife Jamie that really trained Master Cal and sculpted him into the reality-bending powerhouse he is today.
All of that happened because a silly faggot with training and experience decided to dedicate itself to teaching others the truth on a website it made (that’s me, BTW)! Crazy!
Master Cal gave me a updates over several days. Some of it I cannot share here, but here’s what I can:
Interesting that, at least to My ass, you’re still a “boy”. Fags are girls to Us Guys but you rank a little higher with Me. Maybe because you were the first hole to aid in My ascension. I don’t know but I do know you’ll always be My fag boy and if the opportunity ever comes, I’ll fuck you bloody in appreciation. Sounds good, doesn’t fag boy? lmao
It’s all good here. Word was you were doing a podcast concerning Me but what got put up last wasn’t it. Still going to do it fag boy? I got My ego puffed like a cock by a porn fluffer then got fucking disappointment instead.
I guess Chad and Pop will be back soon. We sure have kept the rainbow busy. Dean’s got to let them rest a day or two before They are back so the fags can be prepared for the onslaught of rutting. Us Guys have really given the whores a workout! I don’t believe My cock has been this sore since My first days here. Goddamn little bunny! she is on fire for Tank and everyone else not sleeping or cumming in something else. I tell you fag boy, that little giggling slut will yell when You mount her like You’ve killed her but then she’ll wrap her little legs behind her head. That slams her pussy down on Your cock making everything super fucking tight. A Dude can barely get a good thrust going before she’s cumming like a cunt and milking His cock and in total ecstasy. Some Alphas don’t but I like seeing the effect My Power has on a lesser thing. It’s hot as fuck and leaves Me energized and more than ready to rape any goddamned hole I choose.
I’m gone fag boy. It’s lunch time. Since it’s Saturday and Pop is gone, Dean allows the rainbow to forego cooking lunch. Instead, Us Guys choose from a laid out array of meats, cheeses, and various breads and condiments. Damn boy, until I came here I didn’t even know what Camembert was, or Foie Gras or mountain oysters but now I have them anytime I want. Hell, fucking food is fed to Me if I want. I deserve nothing less than total satisfaction in My life and, by God, that’s exactly what I’m going to have. My Big Brother showed Me what a Man’s whole fucking existence is and I gratefully adapted to the facts. The most negative things in My present life are sometimes i got aching, empty junk and the occasional fag mishap. It’s easy to overuse such willing, anxious faggots when they fucking beg Us to fuck them senseless.
Goddamn. Speaking of begging, here’s whitey (whitefaggot) and bunny (Jimmy). Dean must be sleeping and I know these two whores have sucked off J.B. and one of His guards cause I saw them outside of a guardshack. Fucking little sluts. Well, guess I’ll bust another nut while I eat My duck sausage roll and potato salad. No rest for a Deity, I guess. lol Later, fag boy.
It’s insane to see how far Master Cal has come from those tentative early days when I first met him! Back then, the world’s conditioning repressed his Alphahood almost completely. Now, after rinsing in the clear hierarchical waters of God Dino’s Alpha Paradise, Master Cal speaks with an electric urgency that reminds me a lot of Master Chad!
Speaking of which, Master Cal also REPRODUCES like Master Chad. Until recently, I had no idea Master Chad had impregnated one of the many local women he fucks. Well, a few days ago that woman gave birth to Master Cal’s first children – TWIN SONS! God Dino arranged for his lawyers to swoop in immediately and get complete legal custody for Master Cal to bring them back to The Mansion!
As you might expect, Master Cal was beaming!
You’re Goddamn right, hole! I got 2 Sons! I’m so potent I busted twins in the bitch! I’m so pleased right now that after I finish taking in Their cuteness I’m going make My faggot a very happy cum hole.
I’m going to keep this short, fag boy but I want to show you how much I appreciate your help bringing Me to My Family. Pop said He wanted to adopt Me and give Me His name! Fuck! I’m a Goddamn D******** now! Fuck faggot! You got a clue how hard that made My sorry ass? I signed those papers quick, faggot. Chad laughed and said i signed them like there were about to disappear out of My hands. Smartass mutherfucker. Lol My terry and whitey look so sweet feeding the Boys. Goddamn I’m a Powerhouse of a Man!
Fuck, I’m pumped!! But here’s My gift to you fagboy, since I can’t fuck you bloody. My Sons names, in order by birth:
Calvin Dean D*******
and
Chadwick Samuel D*******
I already know Their tags though, C.D. and Cas. Going to change the Little Kings and put em down. Then I’m going to rape and breed every Goddamned hole I find. I feel like I could fuck the world, bitch! I just might do it. I’ll get back soon fag boy. I hope you know the blessing I just gave you, you sweet little cum dump. I told you I owed you something. Now you got it. I’m telling you one fucking day I’m going to come and fuck your dirty faggot ass like you’ve always dreamed a real Man would do. Huh. Filthy fag boy.
Master and Father,
Calvin Franklin D*******
Did you catch that? Master Cal’s second son carries the middle name “Samuel” in honor of ME!
When I saw that, I could’ve fallen over in shock. Instead, I got all weepy like I tend to do. I cannot even describe what it feels like to be honored like that by a straight God Alpha like Master Cal! I deserve nothing at all, but this great and powerful Alpha deigned to look down upon me and bequeath such a precious gift to me. I’m humbled beyond words, and I’ll be forever grateful for it! Thank you, Master!
This, my brothers, is why we serve these incredible Alphas! They deserve everything we have to give
Eight years ago singer/songwriter/actor Troye Sivan released an audacious trilogy of music videos from his groundbreaking Blue Neighborhood album. The three-song cycle is comprised of Troye’s songs “Wild”, “Fools”, and “Talk Me Down”, and it follows two young boys who grow into adolescence and fall in love with each other, only to be violently torn apart by one of the fathers.
It’s a story that plays out all the time around the world, and it’s heartbreaking every single time it happens.
The sad resignation of “Talk Me Down” has always stuck with me; it’s one of my favorite songs from Troye. The final shot is hauntingly memorable and open to interpretation. There are no easy answers here, and the cycle gives the viewer impressions of feelings rather than heavy-handed story. But the cumulative weight of those feelings … it’s overwhelming.
I wanted to share this because there isn’t enough art being made that really plumbs the depths of what it means to be gay and desiring of unattainable hopes.
I guess I’m just in a mood to share something from the heart tonight.
The following post is part of a thread following the continuing service of a faggot named James who has been serving a young straight Alpha for TEN YEARS. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
The title to this post is a pretty well-known saying among Alphas. I know, because I’ve heard them say it plenty of times. And while it’s clearly meant to be a joke, there is an underlying belief that I feel Alphas accept about “consent” versus “consent in the moment”, which are two wildly different concepts.
I can tell you that Alphas in the moment take any hesitation in resistance to mean consent. In other words, if the faggot or female doesn’t fight back vigorously and emphatically when being taken by an Alpha, the Alpha considers that to be half-hearted and essentially just a suggestion of resistance. Like a playful game, let’s say.
My faggot brother James (who is still serving his straight Master after ten years!) had a thought about this issue, which he sent to me through my Questions From Readers inbox. Here’s what he had to say:
Although quite rare, I have read and even personally heard a faggot’s account of what they consider being raped by an Alpha after submitting to his control… The most common instance of this would be forceful anal penetration after discussing only oral service beforehand… It seems that these faggots consider themselves on a par with a woman, reserving the right to curtail the man’s sexual release at any time prior to culmination.
Although I have been one straight Alpha’s personal faggot for 10 years to date, just prior to this I experience the same situation on two separate occasions with two different Alpha males. In each case, I had previously consented to meet for the purpose of providing oral service to completion and swallowing the load. In both situations the Alpha made the decision that oral service would not be sufficient to fulfill his masculine needs. So, prior to arriving at climax, these Alphas provided me with anal sex as an option. I had not prepared or allotted time for this so I declined. This answer was not acceptable and I was physically forced into assuming the position and being fucked until his satisfaction had been achieved. Although a certain amount of force was used to bring me into compliance, I recall that my resistance was halfhearted at best. Something inside of me seemed to urge compliance. I would outwardly exhibit resistance, but total submission would be the end result.
Once penetrated, my ultimate purpose as a faggot was realized and the Alpha’s satisfaction was achieved. I never felt that I had been raped or anything akin to it. After all, these men had identified me as a faggot beforehand and that meant they would have a certain mindset as to my purpose.
I knew they had only acted as nature intended… And my final compliance was true to nature as well.
Here James draws a distinction between a female and a faggot in terms of “rights”, and I agree with that. Women are meant to be complements of a Man, not a slave (like faggots are). That’s not to say that Alphas don’t roll through the stop signs women put up, but the dynamic is definitely different. As far as Alphas are concerned, there are no stop signs with a faggot, given that a faggot’s entire existence is to serve and service Alpha needs. So right off the bat, we can see that an Alpha’s perspective going into a meet-up with a faggot is radically different than that of their approach to females.
So given an Alpha’s original perspective on a faggot – that it exists to be used – once an Alpha is in the act of using a faggot and it starts to “fight back”, it’s only natural that the Alpha would force the faggot to take his dick and load (or give up money, or whatever else an Alpha is using a faggot for).
But the real meat of what James says involves the end result within the faggot when it is forcibly entered against its will and bred (or, in the vernacular of some, raped). As he correctly points out, the faggot learns its place in a more meaningful way. It becomes more submissive, more obedient, and more grateful for a deeper understanding of Hierarchy.
That is certainly what happened to me in my rape (I do call it a rape because I was actually fighting back and had a knife put to my throat). Even in a more violent scenario like mine, once the bleeding stopped and I could process what happened I definitely understood Alpha rage and authority from a much deeper perspective. And, in a weird way, I developed gratitude for my rapist for teaching me a fundamental lesson about Hierarchical truth.
That’s sick to some. But those faggots out there who have been forcibly taken and used by aggressive Alphas know of the truths about which I speak. I guarantee that my brother James knows.
Ultimately, faggots are “the willing”. We are born with a willingness to be used by Alphas, to serve them even in their darkest moments. We NEED to be used this way.
So it isn’t rape … not really. Our faggot hearts were willing to be taken long before we ever protested, and before they ever even penetrated us.
Alphas teach us this every time they hold us down and force us to learn that lesson.
Hi Sam…brother faggot here and I am so glad you are back and running another site again. I started following FWA right as you had to put it on hold. I devoured all of its content. I really appreciate what you are trying to do for our community. So many faggots live their lives in denial, guilt, and fear instead of letting go and understanding that a life devoted to the service of real Men can be a truly happy life! I do my part in running a site on BDSMLR (https://cockandcumdevotion.bdsmlr.com/). I’ve started going through all of your podcasts. Some I remember from FWA (and I always get a kick out of your theme song). Keep it up brother!
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.
America is currently in the throes of fascism. Donald Trump, his corrupted administration full of selfish FOX NEWS clowns, the greedy billionaires pulling levers of power, and the insanely racist Christian Nationalist thinktank Heritage Foundation, have all been in league together to completely dismantle not just the structure of the American government, but also the fabric of the country.
Terrifying things are happening. Even more terrifying things are coming. If you’re not white, straight, reasonably wealthy, and evangelical Christian, you’re no longer safe here.
I know it’s almost a cliché at this point, but it’s true: everything happening perfectly (and intentionally) mirrors the takeover of Germany by Adolf Hitler’s Nazi party in the 1930’s. This IS the plan.
As is often been the case in America, artists are rising up in opposition to the rise of evil. Trump has already tried to strike at the heart of this opposition by taking over The Kennedy Center, but he can’t stop them all from speaking.
If you voted for Trump (as many cashmasters and cash fags did), shame on you. You will learn too late that your sick fetish was nothing more than a poisonous bottle-gourd plant from which there is no escape, and I truly wish nothing but the worst for you.
But for the rest of us, this is a battle cry.
Legendary rocker and musical conscience Bruce Springsteen has joined his voice to that of Robert DeNiro recently to protest and call for a circling of the wagons. The time has come. War is coming.
I know you’ve briefly mentioned in some of your podcasts and elsewhere about your experience in prison, but I’ve always been curious to hear more depth to what your lived experience was like inside, especially being a faggot. I haven’t been able to find anything else where you talk about it. If you don’t mind me asking, could I ask how things were for you during that season of your life and how being a faggot either advantaged or potentially disadvantaged you? The following are some questions that usually pop into my head:
1) Did you have to stop wearing a chastity cage? If so, was that hard for you? 2) Did you jerk off at all? 3) Did you service many alpha men while inside? In what ways? 4) Was it common for you to give blowjobs to other guys or let other men breed you for their own release?
5) In your experience, are most men in prison sexually fluid? Straight? Gay? Bi-curious?
6) How did you let other men know you were a sub fag?
I hope you don’t mind me asking those questions. I’ve always wanted to ask them ever since I found out about your time in prison. I would absolutely love to listen to a future podcast about you talking about your experiences. I’d find that fascinating.
Thank you, Sam the fag!
Hi, brother! Thanks for the question!
It’s funny that you mention this, because I’ve been meaning to flesh out more of my thoughts and experiences from prison/jail. I really just spoke about the experience in large brushstrokes on the podcast, and there’s really so much to say (some of it difficult) that it’s hard to really want to try. But maybe your questions could be a springboard to that.
1. Yes, I had to come out of my chastity cage before reporting to prison. I thought I’d be happy about that, but I was, in fact, quite depressed about it. I felt completely uncomfortable without it on. When I was finally released, one of the first things I did was hurry and find my cage and put it back on!
2. I did not jerk off at all.
3. I didn’t service many, just two (as I said in the podcast). I guess I could’ve tried to service more, but I was quite terrified for the longest time because guys move differently in those situations and can be quite dangerous. I was less concerned about getting dick than surviving. But regardless, dick found me and I ended up sucking off two straight Alphas a couple of times.
4. It wasn’t common for anybody in that situation and in minimum security (“prison camp”). Oddly enough, it’s much easier to get regular dick in higher security prisons.
5. They’re almost always straight or straight-presenting. Anyone who wasn’t was a faggot, and there were few of them other than me. My saving grace is my personality and my ability to ingratiate myself wherever I am.
6. I’m an incorrigible and relentless flirt, always making suggestive comments to “test the waters”. But everybody pretty much knew from the jump that I was a faggot. One of the black Alphas in my “cube” starting calling me a faggot within the first 24 hours I was there (we ended up on fine terms, though).
I hope I answered your questions well enough! This was kind of fun!
For the last ten years I’ve been standing defiantly on a hill with a big flag that says “FAGGOT” on it. And I’ve been cancelled harder than The Brady Bunch Variety Hour for that stance.
I’m not ever going to renounce the word “FAGGOT” or its power. It’s what I’ve identified as for the last THIRTY YEARS OF MY LIFE! Embracing the word as my truth was one of the most liberating moments of my adult life, and I’m not going to toss that aside because Tumblr shut me down for the 11th time (just last month) or Twitter/X suspends me for the 25th time (two weeks ago, shutting down my 90K @HierarchyPCast account).
Nothing will stop THE TRUTH.
The Truth is like water. It overcomes every barrier, either by slipping through the tiniest cracks or literally pushing over the tallest walls. Like water, Truth refreshes completely and naturally. And like a body of water, Truth provides meditative serenity.
I’ve worked with Master Aodhan (@MasterA_2022) on several X Spaces to help faggots take their first steps to publicly admitting that they are faggots. These were revolutionary spaces that changed the lives of the faggots who participated. During one session 88 faggots admitted their truth for the first time. Some openly wept. It was inspirational.
I love hearing from faggots who, like me, find their entire reality transformed by accepting this truth. Here is another example of this, from a faggot who came to accept himself after stumbling onto my content and then the podcast.
I recently came across your podcast on Spotify. I had been looking for content about the kink/gay lifestyle, and after a few misfires, I found Fags Worship Alphas.
Growing up in a small town in Canada, the term “fag” or “faggot” carried so much weight, turmoil, and fear. I was terrified of being found out, bullied for being gay. Living in a town full of churches—and an even larger number of rednecks—I was often targeted for not fitting in.
So hearing you calmly and confidently refer to yourself and others like you as fags and faggots… I have to admit, the first few times were jarring, to say the least. But as I learned about the basic outlines of hierarchy, I realized: we all have a space, we all have a role to fill, and it’s almost as if these roles were pre-chosen for us. Needless to say, it wasn’t long before I was singing along to the intro of the podcast and hearing the word without feeling fear.
The more I listened, the more I came to the realization that my true role in life is that of a faggot. I haven’t fully unpacked what this means yet, but I know, deep down, that I am one.
I’ve had three long-term relationships in my life, and I’ve always been drawn to men I felt were Alphas—knowing I enjoyed serving them. The last two didn’t turn out great. The first was what you would call a Destroyer Alpha—low-level and greedy. The second was a sheep in wolf’s clothing, just putting on an act. But the man I currently find myself with oozes sex, pride, courage, and strength. He is someone I would truly serve for life.
Relationship dynamics aside, even in my daily life I’ve always chosen to provide service to others—in work, in friendships, in everything. I’ve developed the ability to pick up on cues, to know who needs service and how I can please them.
Looking back, I think every sexual encounter I’ve had has involved me serving Alphas.
Now, just a few days in (about 30 episodes), I find myself understanding hierarchy as the truth we all live. The other day I looked at myself in the mirror, smiling, and said out loud, “James, you are a faggot. I AM A FAGGOT.”
Even as I write this, I know I want to live the life of the faggots you speak of. I want to serve my Alpha. I want to be put in chastity. I want to help my Alpha ascend to higher levels of Alpha-hood. I want to feel what it’s like to truly be cunted…
I want to embrace my truth.
It’s so invigorating to hear these stories. These experiences keep me on that hill, proudly and defiantly waving my FAGGOT flag.
You can cancel me momentarily, but the Truth lives forever!
hey will u make a new twitter account really sad u got banned.
Yes, I’m pretty unhappy about being unjustly cancelled by the so-called “free speech” platform. I’m currently appealing it. Still, I have four other twitter accounts:
When I first wrote about the rape that took my anal virginity several years ago, I was nervous about the response I might receive. Aside from a couple of very close friends, I had never really discussed the event at all. I figured I would probably hear from other victims, or perhaps receive messages of condolence or comfort.
But instead I received nothing at all.
At first I was mildly offended; I bared my darkest secret and nobody even cared! My vague disappointment eventually melted into a sort of resignation. After all, it was long ago, and it really doesn’t affect my life much anymore.
But as I thought deeply about the lack of response, the more it made sense to me. Why should anyone console me over an event that is simply part of the natural order of things?
Mind you, I’m not condoning rape in any way. For women, rape is a traumatizing violation of their being that utterly destroys their sense of security and self-worth. It is a despicable and inexcusable crime.
But we rarely talk about male rape. Even when we do, we talk about it in the hushed tones of a secret society. Instinctively, males understand other males. We know about male pecking orders, survival of the fittest, and the struggle for domination that often defines our masculinity. We understand the drive, the impulse, that fuels our lusts. In certain circumstances, we might even be openly honest about our collective understanding, but mostly we acknowledge it with silence and nods.
I bet that some of the Men who read that rape experience – if they’re honest – would admit to some amount of pride in what Kenny did to me that night. They understand it. Kenny was acting violently on his own sexual impulse to dominate me, and so he took what he wanted from me. I suspect there are many Men who, in their darkest and most honest place, fully understand and even approve of Kenny’s actions that night.
Here’s the crazy part: I do, too. Again, it was a traumatizing experience for me. However, I also instinctively know that, as a faggot, Men will use me as they wish. I am lower on the pecking order. I am weak. I am submissive. My role is to serve the needs of Men, and by resisting that natural order, I triggered a fight for dominance that I eventually lost.
Deep down, underneath all of the political correctness, Men understand this truth about each other.
We see this every time another female teacher fucks an underaged boy. By law, that is a rape. Morally, people should be outraged by this shocking crime against a child. Social media goes wild with breathless shock every time it happens.
But Men are never outraged by such a crime, are they? Instead, every Man across the country wants to high-five the kid for getting some pussy off of a teacher. Even while acknowledging the crime, Men in their honest moments take some pride in the act.
Prison sex is another example. Straight Men constantly rape each other in prison, mostly as a show of dominance or
aggression. As males, we intrinsically understand and accept this about
each other, often in unspoken ways. “You gotta do what you gotta do” becomes the curt shorthand for the things Men do in difficult, secret, or desperate times. We may not publicly agree but we rarely judge because we know the needs and pressures of the male spirit within each of us.
On the surface, I don’t think anyone is happy I was raped. However, I think Men understand that the rape reinforced the natural order between Men. As I mentioned in my original experience, the rape helped me accept my true nature as a faggot. The rape helped me embrace what I truly was in comparison to other Men.
Men may not admit this in public, but in the silence of their own masculinity they know it is simply part of the natural order between us. Deep down, the animal within them approves.
I have been asked seemingly thousands of times to give advice on how to seduce a straight Alpha friend, co-worker, or stranger on the street. And I’ve helped countless brave faggots who followed my advice make huge breakthroughs, to the point that I’m low-key famous in this part of the internet for my success rate.
I know what I teach works because I’ve done it many times. My students have, too.
So I’m putting the finishing touches on my third groundbreaking book, “How To Seduce Straight Alphas”. It’s not going to be free advice anymore, and I’m no longer answering these questions for free. However, the first twenty faggots to purchase the book will get access to a private Telegram channel to ask specific questions of me.
This is a big one … the answers every faggot wants to have! GET READY!!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the submission of a British faggot named Benjamin who successfully used my “Letter To An Alpha” to submit to his straight Alpha friend. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
I was so thrilled to hear of my brother Benjamin’s bravery and intuition in submitting to his Alpha friend by courageously presenting my “Letter To An Alpha” method to him on their way to a cabin getaway. It turned out that Benjamin’s intuition about his friend was absolutely correct – he is definitely a straight Alpha – and this Alpha quickly took complete ownership of Benjamin.
I’ve been so privileged to carry Benjamin’s story here as a way to help inspire other faggots in similar circumstances. If you just try, you can end up finding fulfillment under the control of a straight Alpha just as Benjamin did!
Most recently Benjamin wrote into my Questions From Readers inbox to add some additional information about his Master’s use of Benjamin around his females (answered HERE). After my response, Benjamin asked his Master to read the thread about their story.
I often encourage faggots to show their Masters these things I write about them so that they (1) know what their faggot is doing behind their backs, and (2) help them understand their importance in the overall understanding of Hierarchy, and (3) that the Master may feel the glory of adoring readers who revel in these stories all around the world.
So Benjamin’s still-unnamed Master read the thread and then was moved to write to me! And while he sounds pleased overall, he had some corrections and reprimands for me.
He wrote:
Hello Fag. You have been speaking with my faggot (Benjamin) recently and he showed me your posts based on his questions. You give very good advice for faggots, but I have a few thoughts you should hear.
First you miss the mark slightly when talking about God Alphas like myself. I am still Benjis friend. He is the fag he always was. I have always been an Alpha. Now we just acknowledge it. I do still care about him. If anything my ownership of him is as much my way of protecting him from some of the assholes out there as it is about finally having someone serving my wants properly. I wouldn’t have taken on a fag if I didn’t know him and care about him.
Second is the claim that I am insanely confident for having my fag serve me in front of the girls. I don’t agree at all. As a God Alpha people who serve me must make my life better. Fag was doing that. The girls who I fuck do that. The girl who had a hissy fit and told Benji he was a victim was not so I booted the dumb bitch. If she had just eaten her food and blown me before leaving like the others I would have let her have my dick again.
Last, I am very annoyed that you did not tell Benji to report his bad behaviour when looking for my used condom. I understand why he wanted it and the fact that I never use condoms doesn’t matter. He should have told me. As the experienced fag you should have told him to tell me. Fags will learn good behaviours from each other and Benji has taken what you say to heart.
He is serving incredibly well and you are partly responsible so congratulations for that. But for all fags, always correct bad fags. It makes Alphas lives better. He has been suitably punished for that bad behaviour.
Well, I guess that was a bad introduction! I felt bad for failing this Master! I will admit that it crossed my mind to say something about the condom, but I guess my own failings as a faggot led me to consider it pretty standard behavior for us. Also, since Benjamin didn’t find a condom full of Master’s seed, he didn’t actually do anything to defile it without his permission. So I left it alone.
But this does tell me that Benjamin’s Master is an exacting God Alpha! But I will humbly say to Benjamin’s Master: I’m sorry I failed you!
I was surprised to read that Master had owned and used many faggots prior to Benjamin, so that changes my understanding of what initially happened between them. If I had to guess, Master chose not to enslave Benjamin earlier because he genuinely cared for Benjamin and didn’t want to take away his pride. However, once it became clear that Benjamin was indeed a faggot desperate to serve him, he benevolently accepted Benjamin’s worship and service. As Master said in his letter, he wanted to protect him from harm at the hands of his Destroyer Alpha brethren.
I will also admit that I was quite thrilled to hear Master reference himself as a “God Alpha”, utilizing (and legitimizing) my breakdown of Alpha Hierarchy. I love when Alphas can identify themselves as a God Alpha (a close friend of mine labels himself an “Apex Alpha”), as they instantly recognize the natural Hierarchy amongst themselves.
Master closed with this:
I know this probably won’t make it as a post on your website but you can send your apologies to the contact email. Keep up the good work faggot.
No, Master … that’s where you’re wrong about me. I post everything useful – including when I make mistakes and am reprimanded for them – because I know I’m just a faggot like the rest and in constant need of refinement. I have no ego when it comes to delivering a message of truth to Alphas and other faggots.
So I published every word for all to read. I’m proud to have received correction by you, Master. It demonstrates terrific instincts and glorifies you.
I thank Benjamin’s Master for being thoughtful enough to reach down from on-high and bless my life and work!
Hi brother Sam ! I hope you’re doing well ,first I wanted to thank you for all the work you do for the community and bringing awareness to fags everywhere and helping them embrace their faghood and serve masters and alpha men as intended ,you’ve spoken before about your time in jail but I was wondering if you could tell us more and elaborate on your time in there and how you served your fellow alpha in mates -what did you do for them ,how did you serve them and how did you approach the topic ? I would love to know and be inspired by your devotion to being a good fag and slave even while in Jail , thank you brother
Thanks for the question, I guess! LOL
First of all, I was in FEDERAL PRISON, not jail. There is a big difference.
It took me a little while to get acclimated to being in a place like that, a place where I definitely did not fit in. People move differently when incarcerated, and there are all sorts of petty rules and signals one has to learn. For example, I was almost beaten up by one inmate because I couldn’t stop whistling songs in my head (whistling was used to signal when a guard was coming).
But I’m a friendly person and I make friends easily, so I quickly assembled a few allies. None of them were faggots or gay, but they were more playful about it with me.
As far as what I did Hierarchically, well, I cleaned the bathroom for my floor every day. This was something I did voluntarily, and I did such a good job that several of the black Apex Alphas and God Alphas on the floor rallied around me whenever someone threatened me.
There was an Apex Alpha who ran his own little commissary store from his cubicle, and he relied on me to purchase items for him to replenish his store when he was low. I bought items for other Alphas when they were low on funds.
My two biggest faggot-related accomplishments were:
I sucked off two straight Alphas, one black and one white. DeAndre (not his real name) was a 40-year-old black Alpha who looked 25 who I sucked off three times before he left. But my proudest accomplishment was my Master Jack, a jacked 32-year-old white Alpha who was totally depressed when I first met him. Then I began to talk to him about his Alphahood, and he brightened up, began furiously working out, and eventually had me suck his dick in the unused band room with the lights off.
I started formally interviewing Alphas about their Alphahood and their thoughts on what made them Alpha and why Alphas are important. I talked about Hierarchy so much that I became known for it, and some people started using the language of Hierarchy with each other. It was quite inspiring to see how quickly they embraced the truth of it. In one case, I used Hierarchical principles to help a young black Apex Alpha named “D” understand why he needed to cheat on his longterm girlfriend, and he was so impressed that he told everybody that I solved his issue!
While I never want to be in that situation ever again (obviously), I learned so much from a Hierarchical perspective that it seemed almost inevitable.
More and more the truth about the slave class of Hierarchy – faggots – is becoming known and understood.
It’s so important because an understanding of faggots unlocks so much of the rest of Hierarchy. Once people accept that some males are born to serve other Men, the rest of the Hierarchical pyramid makes much more sense.
I have certainly been pushing hard to get this into the mainstream, and I believe my efforts have found success .
I was an avid reader of FWA back in the day and I am so happy to discover Hierarchy University. I was curious about that young fag would you referred to as “Baby Boy”? I remember you two were quite close. The voice message you left him in podcast episode 26.5 is still very moving.
Thank you so much for returning to the fold! I’m glad to have you back!
Thank you for asking about Baby Boy. As you know, he and I went through the most incredible journey together and we won. We beat the world. The voice message you mention was literally the lowest and most terrifying moment of the entire two-year experience, because it looked very much like cancer was going to essentially destroy both of our lives.
Of course, that didn’t happen. Instead, I managed to get him to Australia where he lives in safety today.
We still talk practically every day. He’s finishing up a college degree in IT with an emphasis on cyber security. He has a full-time job and lives alone in an apartment.
I don’t know if it’s possible for me to love anyone or anything as much as I love him. I’m so proud of his bravery, kindness, resilience, and integrity. He’s one of the funniest persons I know, too. I’m so proud to call him the son of my heart, the gift God entrusted to me.
Baby Boy changed absolutely everything about me and my life forever, and I’m eternally grateful.
Thank you for asking about him! AS you can tell, I’m a pretty proud Papa!
This is produced porn, but it gets the details right. Like those flimsy blankets, or those damned flip-flops.
I was locked up for 2 years, and this isn’t far from the truth. Let me put it this way: there was so much sex they had to take baby oil off the commissary list!