I took your advice. I was being used by my alpha and he suddenly got up and said “I gotta piss” then I proceeded to kneel and suck his soft cock. No piss.
was that not clear? Another time I followed him to the bathroom and he said “I’ll stop you at piss kink” I jokingly responded “piss kink? I just like bothering you”
now what ?
Thanks for the follow-up (I guess?), although I couldn’t find the previous advice I gave you.
Frankly, I think you did the wrong thing with those to examples you provided me.
In the first example, your Alpha said he had to piss and you knelt to suck his soft cock. Is that necessarily supposed to tell him to piss in your mouth? It could simply be taken by him as you just wanting to suck his dick. Why wouldn’t you kneel and tell him you’re willing to swallow his piss?
In the second example, you turned your “offer” into a joke. You should never do that. Kneeling beside the toilet and simply saying, “Sir, may I drink your piss?” would be direct and a vastly better approach.
Your Alpha is not a mind reader, nor does he understand the depth of our need to be of service to them. He’s not your buddy … he’s your Alpha. Treat him with serious respect, but also help him understand how to better own you. That requires honest, direct communication, not games.
I have this memory of a podcast episode where the Alpha goes up to piss and you can hear it all I’ve been looking for for awhile but I can’t find it does it exist?
Thank you for the question!
I was sure I had a podcast episode dedicated to piss … but upon searching the archives not only on the site, but also in my personal data vault, I can’t find one anywhere! I’m honestly baffled by this. I have a lot to say about the importance and power of piss, so it seems impossible after all this time that I haven’t dedicated at least one episode to piss!
Believe me, I’m rectifying that! Next episode is hereby dedicated to piss!!
Thank you for helping me discover this egregious error!
This post is part of a thread chronicling the young Apex Alphahood of King Phillip, a college Alpha who owns faggots. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!
It’s been a while since we’ve heard from King Phillip! He’s been off enjoying the worship of his faggots, only occasionally dropping a note to let me know he’s good.
But, like many other Alphas, the recent kerfuffle over Alphas cumming on the faces of other Alphas has brought out many rarely-heard Alpha voices like his.
I really was quite impressed with King Phillip’s take:
There’s an aspect to facials that I don’t think you’ve talked about, or the Alphas you’ve been citing haven’t talked about. I don’t think about it as claiming or being about ownership per se. When I piss on a faggots face, that’s me saying ‘I own you’. It’s me pushing the sub-male further down the hierarchy. Men piss from the top, it lands on the faces of our inferiors and drives into their mind how owned they are. But when I paint a fags face with my seed, it’s about admiring my own power. It’s not about owning the faggot, or showing them I own them, it’s about feeding my own ego by utterly humiliating another male. It’s not instructional, it’s not for reinforcement, it’s a pure act of service that faggots do for me so I can admire my own manhood. A face is the perfect canvas for an Alpha to see himself.
Pissing on faggots entered my thinking, but I didn’t separate piss and cum the way King Phillip does here. It feels true to me, even though I have no experience as a Man doing such things.
As a fag, I naturally value both piss and cum, and they both elicit the same reaction from me.
But King Phillip’s intriguing testimony illustrates how deeply Alphas think about what they’re doing and how it makes them feel.
So never think there isn’t intention in the way an Alpha uses you!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the life of Felipe, a faggot from Brazil who is helping an Alpha friend Vinicius raise his young Alpha son. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
The last time we had an update on the developing story of Felipe and his longtime friend and now Master Vinicius, Felipe had finally revealed his true identity as a faggot, and Master Vinicius dramatically took ownership of his former friend. As you might recall, Master Vinicius was willing to take ownership of Felipe as a domestic/worship faggot, but he had no interest in using Felipe sexually given that he’s a very straight, married Alpha with a young Alpha son.
So he had the idea to use Felipe that way, but turn over the sexual stuff to Master Flavio, the experienced straight Alpha who lives in his apartment complex.
I didn’t know much about Master Flavio, but incidental stuff I heard made me think he might be extreme. So when Master Vinicius told me of his plan, I got a little anxious for my brother Felipe. I also worried about what Master Vinicius might do if Master Flavio went too far.
So it wasn’t too long before Master Flavio decided to take advantage of Master Vinicius’s generosity.
Hi Sam. My head is melting…
I was on the couch watching TV and my front door opened… It was Master Flavio. He entered in a rush, told me Vinicius lent him the emergency key to my apartment because he wanted to celebrate their team’s win. He didn’t waste time, got me on all fours on the couch, shoved my head on the pillows, pulled down my pants, spat in my hole and he just started fucking me. I didn’t even have time to understand what the fuck was going on, my hole was hurting like crazy, I started crying a bit but he didn’t care. Luckily it was a quickie… Guess he had to come back home soon. Anyway. The fucking must had lasted about 10 minutes. At least he wasn’t taking it all out and shoving it back in one thrust like the last time. He was grunting, biting the back of my neck, he smelled like beers and sweat.
He said he was gonna breed me and I just kept asking him to breed me (it was hurting A LOT, I just wanted it to end, not gonna lie) and he started to say “Hold it! Hold it!” as he bred me… But kept saying “Hold it! Hold it!” even after he came. His dick was still inside me and as he told me to “Hold it” I felt my ass filling up – he was pissing inside my hole! I was trying HARD to hold it in… When he finished pissing he took his cock out, told me to keep my ass up and keep holding it. He went to the bathroom, washed his dick on the sink and came back to the living room. He put on his shorts and threw me 2 jerseys to wash – one of his and one from Vinicius. And then he left.
I ran to the toilet to let his piss and cum out of my hole. I don’t know how I found the strength to clinch my hole for that long in order not to make a mess and ruin my couch. I finished washing their jerseys and they’re drying out now.
Do I officially have two straight alphas to serve now? Because it was Vinicius who gave Flavio the key, so they both must have had an agreement. I’m still trying to make sense of what just happened today…
What happened was Master Flavio just tried to stake his claim on Felipe!
Master Flavio was just as I feared he might be, rapey and almost hateful. Of course, he went after Felipe with the intent to help Master Vinicius teach Felipe a lesson, but that didn’t make it any more comfortable.
I was somewhat mortified by Master Flavio pissing into Felipe’s ass. I’m so glad an Alpha has never decided to do that to me. Even though I really enjoy piss play quite a bit, there’s something distinctly uncomfortable and borderline messy about it. I really commend Felipe for yielding and handling it like a professional faggot.
Judging by Felipe’s response to the attack, I guess you could say he learned a lesson! I was just worried that was how Master Flavio would always use Felipe.
I’ve noticed many alphas tend to request their faggots to swallow piss but isnt it unsafe? Would it be disobedient of a faggot to refuse to do it if they dont like the taste or are concerned about its safety? Why do alphas (and faggots) like it?
Thanks for the question, brother!
Some faggots have an issue with drinking an Alpha’s piss. I understand why, of course. After all, it’s a human waste product and often used for humiliation purposes.
A few things first: urine is largely considered to be STERILE. The only danger to drinking piss involves the Alpha having some sort of bacterial infection. Piss is almost entirely water filtered from the blood by the kidneys. Sometimes it barely has a taste/smell, while other times it can have a strong, bitter taste/smell (like if the Alpha’s been drinking alcohol, or eating certain foods).
In other words, drinking piss is most likely not ever going to hurt you … unless you drink so much that it gives you an upset stomach.
Alphas and faggots love piss in all forms because piss is used to mark territory like animals do, and triggers the same primal instinct in us. Alphas feel supremely powerful when they see a faggot kneeling and drinking their piss. For the faggot, there is a sense of bliss because we are worshiping everything our Master has to give.
Alphas love to see shameless, proud faggots who fully embrace their purpose, just like this one that sucks its Alpha’s piss while looking into the camera.
There’s no need to feel shame! It’s why you exist!
The following post is part of a thread following the submission of a faggot named Ethan to an experienced black Master known as King Karter. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
It’s been quite a while since I last heard from my brother Ethan, current owned faggot of a black God Alpha named King Karter (last update November 3, 2025). To catch up, Ethan is now one of three owned, “in-house” faggots of King Karter (and renamed #5). King Karter has been training Ethan to handle not only his giant dick, but also the dicks of his Alpha pack.
Part of the reason why King Karter loves owning white faggots is because his Alpha pack and other black friends love breeding white boys best. It’s all part of the BNWO mentality (although I don’t think King Karter is officially a part of that movement), subjugating one white faggot at a time as black Alphas assert their supremacy.
King Karter made it clear that Ethan was being groomed to become one of the fags he would whore out (literally for payments) to his friends and associates. I haven’t officially covered many of these kinds of scenarios before (I’ve talked to some), so what Ethan has to say about it is important.
And so over the last few months since I last heard from Ethan, he’s been whored out four times. Here’s what he had to say about it:
Happy New Year, Sam! I was going to email last week after you sent me this, but I have been very busy!
I am really sorry I haven’t emailed you back in a while. I was going ot email you after my first “date,” but I forgot, and then I got very busy with my classes last semester, my bar job, service to King Karter, the gym, and now dates. Since I last wrote to you, I have been on 4 dates. I will tell you a little bit about each of them.
On the first date, I was very nervous. King told me not to be nervous but to remember I represent him and his Kingdom. The first one was back in November. He gave me an address and told me to go there on Friday afternoon, Saturday, Sunday, Monday, and most of Tuesday. I left on Saturday night and Monday evening for work. It was Veterans Day weekend, so I didn’t have classes. King Karter didn’t tell me who my first date was with, so I went in kind of blind. He told me he won’t tell me most of the time, so I’d better get used to not knowing. I went up to an apartment, and King R opened the door. If you remember, King R is like best friends with King Karter from when they were kids. I was very relieved to see him and King L, there since I knew them. I walked in, and as soon as King R closed the door, I got on my knees and kissed his feet, thanking him for letting me into his house and letting me serve him and King L. He had me strip and first clean his apartment, even though it was already very clean to begin with. I think they just liked watching me work naked, at first I was a bit self-conscious with them just watching me, but after a while, when I saw their big dicks getting bigger and harder as I worked, I liked working around the apartment naked. I would bend over and show my ass to them a bit, almost like teasing them ; ) . Finally, he took me into his bedroom with King L. They had me do some dances for them, and then they got me on my knees, and I sucked them both off, going back and forth. We spent all Friday evening and night, me sucking and getting fucked by them. I offered to make them dinner, but King R wanted to have Pizza delivered. When the Door Dash guy came, King R had me go and get the pizza naked with my cadge on. I was freaking out when he gave me that order, I was scared the guy would like call the cops or something. To subdue me down, King L loaded me up with a ton, a ton of wed and poppers, so I would be ok with doing it. I could barely stand and walk straight, but I did it. The man (whom I was so relieved was not a female) was staring at me wide-eyed and didn’t say anything at first. I took the Pizzas and told him thank you, sir. and quickly closed the door. While King R and King L sat on the couch eating their pizza, I sat on the floor eating it out of a dog dish with my hands behind my back. After that, they had me suck them, and they fucked me both in the living room. and then back in the bedroom. I slept on the floor of their bedroom all of the nights. I woke up early Saturday and didn’t really sleep well that night. I was thinking they would need me for something at night, so I was awake for most of it. In the morning, I went to make some breakfast for them before they got up. They didn’t really say to, but I did it anyway. I made some eggs, some turkey bacon, bagels and some fruit which they had in the fridge. Both were very impressed. I made it all before they woke up. I was happy they were pleased since they never asked me to do it. I didn’t know if I was doing the right thing in just assuming to make it. So it was basically like that for most of the days, a combination of me doing some tasks like laundry, cooking, and cleaning, and sex for all 4 days. The only time I left was when I had to go to work at the bar. King told them the hours I would be gone. I had to drive straight there and straight back with no detours, because I was new to the job and could not get the days off since it was a holiday week. It was very busy in the bar. They did want to DP me and did 4 times. They said they were looking forward to it. I know King R wanted to do it from the first time he saw me. The first time, Friday night, I could take it with a lot of poppers and weed, a bit longer than I did at the party. And by the 4th time that weekend, they could stay in as long as they wanted. I was so open by then, my pussy was like taking two at the same time, like just one cock. They told King Karter before I got back to his place, and he said he was proud I kept at it, and kept taking it even though it didn’t feel great at first. I was relieved my first date was with those Kings. I know it helped a lot to ease my anxiety.
On the other dates, on the 2nd was I went to a house, which was for a black King. It was for that same black King who kept commenting on my PWA at the party, on how “King would make a lot of money on it.” This one was a bit harder because I didn’t really know him. He had me wear long white and black socks that went almost up to my knees, and my cadge and a backwards ball cap, on the socks, one said “White”, the other sock said “Bitch” up the legs, and the hat said “FAG” in big black letters. in the front and the back. and a cut off shirt, it was cut off just above my nipples, and on that it said “White Faggot” that was white with black letters. He sat naked, stroking his huge black dick, I mean it was probably about 8- 9 inchs and pretty thick, almost like a beer can thick. I was on my knees, had to huff poppers and kiss his balls, looking up to him under his balls and thick dick, and he had me repeat a few mantras. like “I am faggot”, “I need black cock to survive,” “I am an inferior to black Kings,” a few others, he had me worship and sniff his balls and crotch as I kept saying things like that. He spat in my face and slapped my face with his hand and with his cock. It was pretty thick and heavy. I kept thanking him for letting me serve him. It was an honour to be at his dick. He face fucked my mouth for a while, and then he had me lie on the floor while he walked all over me, and stood on my face with his huge feet. He had huge feet with long, thin toes. He liked to walk on me like a doormat, wiping his feet on my body and face. King Karter later told me he was really big into feet worship. He stood on my face and batted it around like a ball, while I lay flat on my back looking up at him. He made me suck his toes and fucked my mouth with his big toe mostly and with the rest of his foot for some time. I lay on the floor while he sat on his chair, my face under his feet. He had me give him a pedicure as I do with King Karter, but he wanted me to do more massaging with my hands and my tongue on the soles of his feet. He also loved it when he had me eat his toenails (that still really grosses me out). He fed them to me, and I had to thank him for every nail, thanking him for the great opportunity it was to eat them. Unlike King Karter, that watchs us just eat them on our own. I know I didn’t like the foot thing at first, and I still don’t think I love it like most Faggots, like you Sam, (I know you like you some good Feet) But I think I am liking them more, I do like the degrading part, the part that I am under them, and below them, like when he was walking on my body and face, and using me to whipe his feet off that part I’m liking more, then the actual part of the man’s body. (Still don’t like eating the toenails though) He was so hard, he then fucked my face hard, slapping it on my face, gagging me a lot, and slapping his hand on my face too. He shot a huge, thick load and painted my face and made me lick it up, scoping it all back in my mouth. After that, he had me get between his thighs and had me tell him that I was so thirsty, I had to beg him to take a leak in my mouth, to be his urinal. So he took me to the bathroom. I sat in the tub, and he soaked me with his (Endless) stream of piss. I mean, he must have been saving it up all day. He was like the Niagara Falls, just kept coming and coming. I drank a lot of it, and he “washed me” in the rest. After he was finally done, he slapped my face a bunch of times, telling me I’m a piece of shit, I made a mess, and now I had to clean it up. He had me take off the piss-wet shirt, hat, and socks and suck all the piss I could out of them, put the socks and hat back on, and took me to the bedroom to fuck me for hours. He came like 3 more times. one more in my mouth and face, and two in my fag pussy. I wore the piss-stained socks and hat the whole time I was there. He pissed on me two more times, but it was not as much as the first one. The next day, he had me wear all of it and the shirt back to King Karter’s house, and King Karter (after the debrief) had me wear the socks all day, even when I went to a class. I don’t think people noticed it smelled of piss, but I tried to avoid most people, like sitting in the back of the room. I am just glad he didn’t have me wear the hat and shirt, too. After each date, I go back to King Karter’s place and give him a debriefing on how it went, what I did to serve the Kings, and how I was feeling about it all. Most of the time, this turns him on, and he makes me suck him off, or he fucks me after or while I’m telling him.
Oh, I did forget to tell you I did move into the 1 bedroom Apartment with #3. My parents are “kind of” Ok with it. My mom kind of thinks #3, and I are like a “thing”, because I told her I was gay, and it was a 1-bedroom. My dad doesn’t really know it’s a one-bedroom. But he won’t come down and see it anyway, so it’s not a big deal. We trade off, I get the bedroom on Mon, Wed, Sat. He gets it Tues, Thurs, Sunday, and we switch up on Fridays. Unless we have dates, we will switch days. Like I had a date two Sundays ago, and so I gave him my Saturday. It is working out pretty well; he is so used to sleeping on the floor or King Karters’ place, and on other dates, he is fine with the big, comfortable couch. I am still getting used to it.
The other 2 dates were in the apartment; those dates are pretty much just Suck and Fuck. Sometimes they will spend the night. #3 hadn’t had an apartment of his own without roommates before, so it was hard for them to come over; now they come over and stay the night a lot more often. He is getting a lot more dates than I am because my schedule is so wrecked right now. The third date was just me in the bedroom with this king, and #3 serviced another King in the living room; they did not come together. The 4th was supposed to be just me at first, but at the last minute asked King Karter to have both me and 3 at the same time since we were in the same apartment, and he used us both.
I will try to give you some more updates more regularly. Sorry, I had planned on emailing you in December over the break, but I was busy with my family going back and forth from Texas to California, where my mom is, to Indiana, where my dad is, and then back here to Texas.
Also, I wanted to ask you some advice on serving Black Alphas. I know you have a lot of experience serving them. How are they different than white alphas, and some pioneers or Ideas on how I can make my dates better, like things I can say or do? Since I have not really serviced White men a lot, other than on Grinder, and that was not really service, like I have been doing, those were just more like BJs. I have noticed Black Alphas are much, much more verbal, and they like to degrade faggots a lot more. Is that true? Is there anything else you would advise? Thanks, Sam!
Happy New Year!
Love,
Ethan, #5
Wow, that’s a huge and thrilling update! Those experiences pack a lot of unusual faggot service into just a couple of months!
I wasn’t really surprised that King R and King L were the first to take Ethan for a spin. From the previous updates it was clear that King R in particular loved using Ethan (with King Karter’s supervision) and would be back for more. I was quite surprised that they got Ethan for an entire weekend, and at first my heart kinda dropped because I know well the intensity of serving black Alphas. It can be exhausting for ONE day, let alone three! And on top of that, there were TWO BLACK ALPHAS at the same time! I’m surprised Ethan was able to remain conscious!
Also, huge props to Ethan for getting up (despite no sleep on the floor) and making both Kings a hearty breakfast! It sounds like they were quite impressed by this (which reflects well on King Karter), and is a move often overlooked by faggots!
The second black Alpha was really intriguing to me. He went really far with faggot humiliation techniques (like the clothing, and the repeated demands for verbal admissions) as well as rigorous physical use. The piss play was especially intense (more so than what is typical), and the foot worship was also next-level. I’ve eaten toenails before (it’s not something I’ve talked about much here), so Ethan’s experience brought that back to my mind. From a faggot perspective, I think it’s pretty hot (I only did it with one of my Masters), but it’s not something high on my list of interests. I was glad Ethan was made to do it, though. Honestly, that’s the first time I’ve ever heard of a black Alpha enjoying that much foot service/worship. In my experience, black Alphas have a weird love/hate relationship with their feet. However, they all know what their feet do to faggots.
I’m glad Ethan has a place with King Karter’s faggot #3. It’s important when being used this roughly to have a faggot serving beside you that can help you cope! I just wish they would get a bit bigger place!
Ethan asked for my advice on black Alphas. Yes, brother, black Alphas are much more aggressive and dominant. They simply fear nothing and are almost entirely composed of animal instinct. You can always count on a black Alpha to rearrange you or force you into the position he wants without asking, and they will always push you beyond what you think can handle. This comes with the territory of having huge dicks, I suppose. I’ve never been OWNED by a black Alpha (black Alphas in my part of the world don’t seem interested in having that much responsibility, unfortunately), but in serving so many I’ve learned that they switch things up instinctively, so a faggot always needs to be ready to shift gears on the fly. Black Alphas love to see faggots choke and slobber on their cocks; the messier, the better. And black Alphas love nasty buttfucking. They love seeing faggots creaming on their dicks (which is actually a bacterial coating from inside the faggot generated from being fucked so deeply). I’ve always used less eye contact while serving black Alphas (unless they order me to look at them) because, like any great predatorial animal you might encounter, the less you look them in the eyes the less they will want to attack.
I’m so proud of my brother Ethan for submitting so deeply to the commands of his Master, King Karter! He’s doing any amazing job! Many faggots would’ve probably run from such an overwhelming challenge, but Ethan stepped up in an incredible way!
I’ve swallowed plenty of piss in my life, but I’ve never been in a group and getting pissed on like this faggot.
I think it would be incredibly hot.
Men cannot conceive of ever being pissed on, but for faggots it’s almost like a manifestation of purpose. We want to show Men and Alphas that we will go to any lengths to please them.
I have never drank an alpha piss but I am turn on by the idea. It’s like being owned forever since you can never un- drink it.
Have you ever done it ?
how do I prepare
how do I bring it up
Thank you for the question!
Piss play in general is a pretty thrilling aspect of the Alpha/fag dynamic. It seems like Alphas truly love using their piss both as a marking as well as a humiliation tool. For faggots, it’s a privilege to receive an Alpha’s piss. It fulfills some primal part of our nature.
Drinking an Alpha’s piss is the most thrilling way we can show our deep respect for every aspect of his being, even his waste.
I have done it many times, mostly straight from the tap (not much of a fan of bottled piss). My best technique for it is to have the Alpha piss into my mouth so I can swallow it directly down my throat (I used this as a fun party trick while in prison).
I guess everybody prepares differently. I did by drinking my own piss and getting accustomed to the acrid taste of it (not overwhelming, but sharp). As I later discovered, piss varies wildly from Alpha to Alpha depending on their diet and health.
To bring it up to a Master, you’d just kneel and respectfully ask him if he would give you his piss. Like I said earlier, many Alphas love this and will eagerly grant you that wish.
Asking random Alphas for it is a bit trickier and depends on the situation. But if alcohol is involved, you should have little resistance.
