The following post is part of a thread chronicling the rise of a straight Alpha named Master Diante, a well-hung 28-year-old Alpha who lives with his girlfriend and three live-in faggots. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

I’m so glad I restarted the Hierarchy University Discord, which sat largely vacant and desiccated for the longest time. The community is now flourishing, and it’s filled with some truly powerful, visionary Alphas and dedicated, eager faggots. I’m especially impressed by the Alpha fraternity on the server, which is populated by a large array of truly superior Men, some of whom I’ve known for years.

But there is only one true God Alpha on the server: a straight Alpha named Master Diante.

He caught my eye immediately when he joined because of the eye-popping avatar pic of his gigantic cock (look, I’m a faggot, okay?). Then I noticed how he effortlessly took command of the various rooms and set the tone in general. It was a role that clearly came naturally to him.

Then I began to talk to him, and suddenly I realized what I was dealing with: a God Alpha in the mold of some of the most powerful Men I’ve ever known. I had to know more!

Master Diante currently lives with a girlfriend and three live-in faggots. Yes, THREE! It seems that Master Diante has managed to achieve the elusive goal that many straight Alphas have struggled to attain: how to have a girlfriend/wife while also owning live-in faggots (yes, I’ve known many straight Alphas who want this!). It’s pretty much a testament to the raw power he possesses, and nothing more.

Here’s Master Diante discussing his arrangement:

I’ve got 3 fags:
Michael, who I’ve owned for 12 years. He was actually my childhood friend growing up until I realized I was an Alpha and he was a faggot
Gerald: I’ve owned him for 5 years
John (the cuck): I’ve owned him for just over a year now, I moved in with them full time 6 months ago
or i guess they moved in with us, is a better turn of phrase

I was curious about the sexual aspect of that situation, so Master Diante confirmed something for me:

I mean, I’m always horny so usually I breed 1 or 2 of the fags a day, sometimes all 3 if im really in a rut. By breed, I don’t mean only fucking their pussies, I breed their throats as well of course

I had to know more about his ownership of Michael, which occurred when they were just turning into teenagers and Master Diante was only beginning to grasp his tremendous power.

We were both 12 … it was the summer after 6th grade. well, like I said we were always good friends growing up, but even as young as kindergarten the differences were clear. I was always into manly things like action figures and sports, and he was always very feminine, weak, thin, and had no liking for sports, he enjoyed playing house, or doctor, or things like that… But still we remained friends and I became somewhat of a protector to him, especially with the other boys who liked to pick on and bully Michael. The differences became more and more clear as we got older, and I think it peaked when I started going through puberty, I started becoming more and more protective of Michael, we spent almost every weekend together at eachothers houses, playing video games and joking around… He would attend my Football and Basketball games and cheer me on.

Of course we were pre-teen boys so when we finally discovered porn, it played a big role in our time together, it was at a sleepover with Michael and one of my team mates that things really escalated. My team mate suggested that we all masturbate together. I was down because I had been jerking for quite awhile now. So I was the first to pull my pants down and start stroking, my team mate shortly followed, but Michael was hesitant. I asked Michael what was wrong and he said looking at us, he was embarassed by his size. I told him I’m sure he was fine and so he pulled down his pants and briefs… Lets just say I was wrong, It was like a little mushroom head with no shaft.

my team mate started laughing and i told him to knock it off because Michael was starting to get upset… I turned off the porn and asked my friend to leave. After my teammate left, Michael and I had a long and serious conversation, I asked him if he had any idea how small he actually was and he told me that he always thought he was average. We did some research on the internet that night and found out that no, he was not in fact average. He had some questions for me too, like what it was like to have such a big penis and what it felt like. I told him he could feel it if he wanted to and he started stroking me. One thing led to another and his mouth ended up on my cock after some time. I’ll admit, it felt good, better than this girl I was seeing at the time. after he sucked for a little bit, i pulled his head up and said “You understand that we can’t go back to being friends after this” he looked sad and said “oh” I told him “but you still can be of use to me.”

That’s pretty much the origin story of Michael, haha

So after that conversation i pushed Michael’s head back on my cock and he kept sucking me, after awhile i felt myself getting close and started fucking his face, he was gagging and coughing, but he didnt take his mouth off my cock. He took my load in his mouth but he immediately spit it out. I told him that a fag should never spit out a Man’s seed. I slapped his face and pulled him over my knee. i pulled down his elastic shorts and briefs and spanked his butt until he apologized and said “I’m sorry Sir.”

After that night, every time we spent the night together, he would blow me at least once, sometimes more. He started calling me Sir, even when around other people, and it became clear to him and everyone that we were not equals anymore, I was his Owner and he was my property, to do with and use as I pleased.

About a month later when he was blowing me, i noticed that his hand went onto his peepee, which i didn’t like. I took my cock out of his mouth, slapped him across the face and told him to stop touching himself, that it was disrespectful. He immediately apologized. I told him if he wanted to play with himself, he should be fingering his pussy, and he did. from than on, every time he blew me, he would be reaching around his own body and fingering his pussy.

He kept accompanying me to sports practices that summer and I noticed that something caught his attention, the cheerleaders that were also practicing for our game days when school started up that fall. That’s when I got the most devilish idea I had… I had him sign up to be a cheerleader. They put him on the cheer team, he was the only and the first biological male to join the team, so they had to figure out how everything was going to work. His uniform was a cheer top and tiny little short shorts that hugged his booty very nicely… many times I would get hard in my cup looking at him during the games.

This little detail made me curious about owning a faggot openly around his straight Alpha teammates:

Everyone knew that I owned him; our whole school knew. Many times he would swallow my cock in the locker room showers… the same rules still applied as if we were at home, he had to be naked and fingering his pussy.

Most surprisingly, Master Diante loaned Michael to his teammates, who then also took on fags of their own:

It was actually one of my Alpha team mates who helped me train him even further, like training his hole for our cocks and having him drink our piss. There were actually quite a few of us on the teams that owned fags, made for some fun parties!

As Master Diante’s ownership of Michael deepened, so did his desire to not just breed him, but also to cunt him.

So at first I knew I wanted to cunt Michael, but i knew he wouldnt be ready for my thick cock right away, So I bought him a dildo and a set of butt plugs to train with. I presented them to him one weekend when I was staying over at his house. He thanked me but I could tell he was embarassed. I told him there is nothing to be embarassed about and showed him how to use it. I ordered him to get undressed and I lubed up his pussy and the dildo, I placed the dildo on a chair and told him to sit on it. It took awhile for him to adjust but when he did he really enjoyed it, he enjoyed it so much that his peepee was hard.. but he knew better than to touch it at this point. after having him ride it for 30 mins I told him to get off of the dildo and plugged his hole. I slept in his bed (as usual) and he slept on the floor naked and plugged for the night.

We kept that up for a few weeks and I kept checking on his progress until I knew it was time to cunt him, I ordered him to get naked and he started moving towards the dildo but i told him to get on the bed instead. I lubed up my cock and slowly entered Michael, he let out a soft moan as I made my way past his second ring. once he was fully adjusted to my length and girth I went full throtle, ramming in and out of his virgin pussy while he moaned up a storm. we changed positions a few times until he ended up missionary on his back with his little clit flopping around as I pounded his pussy into oblivion after about an hour I flooded his guts with my cum. I removed my cock and told him to suck it clean, he did without hesitation.

All of this happened when Master Diante was only 12 years old (the beginning of seventh grade!). So he had girls giving him pussy at school, and back home he was also breeding his first owned faggot every day!

Michael remained Master Diante’s sole owned faggot through their school years together (although there were plenty of other holes Master Diante was violating during that time).

Can you see why I call him THE God Alpha? Can you also see why I have always insisted that these hierarchical roles are so natural, especially some of the more extreme versions of Alphas and faggots. There was simply no way Master Diante could ever hope to avoid this destiny Nature prepared for him. He’s built like a porn star, has an unstoppable sex drive, and is armed with an Apex predator’s dominance. Women and faggots offer themselves willingly on his altar like a buffet, and he devours them all with a voraciousness I can barely understand, let alone describe.

That incredible story only covers Master Diante’s conquering of his first owned faggot. There are two more to discuss, but those will be in another post!

Thank you, Master Diante, for blessing us with your real-life example and your presence!

Hierarchy 287 – Effective Discipline

When used correctly, discipline is a tool that can make valuable art!

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The following post is part of a thread chronicling the experiences of a French faggot named Fabien who has been claimed by his straight Alpha friend Anthony. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

My most recent update about Fabien and his Master Anthony heavily ladled praise on my little brother Fabien for becoming a mentor faggot that glorifies his Master and his entire Alpha Pack. I was genuinely impressed by Fabien’s progression, as well as his heartfelt love of serving a straight God Alpha like Master Anthony.

I typically don’t think Master Anthony is ever paying regular attention to this site. He’s an in-demand young Alpha with lots of holes to breed and exciting new adventures busying his superior life. I wasn’t sure if Master Anthony would ever read Fabien’s beautiful account and my own excessive praise of him … but much to my surprise, HE DID!

Fabien wrote this to me a day or so after I published Fabien’s account:

My brother,

I thought you might like to see my last text message exchange with Anthony ^_^

I translate it for you :

“I just read your latest post on HU. Get ready for my return tonight. You’re going to take my cock deep inside you, and I’m going to fill you to the brim with cum.”

“At your service, Master!”

“You’re such a good slave. I’m proud of you.”

“Thank you, my Master!”

So I want to THANK YOU very much again for sharing my story on your site, Sam. Thanks to you, I’m about to get FUCKED SO HARD by my God Alpha! ^_^

Love

Fab the fag

I knew what was coming just as well as Fabien. Young Alphas like Master Anthony get hard if a breeze changes direction, but what Fabien wrote triggered something deeper within his Master. This would be a different type of use, something I clumsily call a “possession breeding”. These are breedings inspired Alphas use to thoroughly claim a submissive as property. Cunting would be one such type of possession breeding, but cunting doesn’t happen all the time. Possession breedings involve the full force of an Alpha’s passion and power to fully imprint his ownership on the sub.

That was the storm coming for little Fabien!

Well, the next day I received this from him:

Sam, oh sam… It was one of the BEST NIGHTS with my Master Anthony! 

 I lost count of how many loads of his cum he fired into me!

At first he fucked my throat, alternately harshly and kindly. When he was looking into my eyes while I had his cock in my mouth he was saying “You are so loyal… So devoted to me… So obedient… You love your Master, right? You live for me, right? My good boy… My very, very good boy…” Then he fucked my ass, in so many positions! I was on my belly, on my back, with his foot on my face, or face-to-face… I did my best to praise him and to worship him. “I love you so much, I’d do anything for you, you’re my Master, you’re a living God, you’re so Superior to me… Please, Master, I beg you, fuck me hard, please… Thank you, God, thank you, thank you for owning me… I’m your property, you have every right on me!” Each time that I heard him moan and roar with pleasure, especially when he came, I was SO HAPPY!

Sam, my brother, I am so fulfilled! My life has a MEANING, has a PURPOSE! I am making a young God hunk happy! My existence is JUSTIFIED!

I LOVE BEING A FAGGOT!

And I love you, brother!

Can you hear the the rambling ecstasy in Fabien’s voice?? He’s just had his brains fucked out of his head by his God Alpha Master, and all that’s left is a rejuvenated-but-bewildered Fabien filled with cum and stars in his eyes!

God Alphas are on another level entirely. Master Anthony accepted this about himself at an early age, and he’s building a life and a Kingdom around himself that glorifies his power. At his feet is dear Fabien, forever grateful to be considered to be Master Anthony’s prized possession!

I’m so proud of you, dearest Fabien! I love you, too!

The following post is part of a thread following a 30-year-old Italian Alpha named Francesco who is living in America with a 19-year-old faggot. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

One of the most exhilarating bursts of fresh air around here recently has been the emergence of an Italian Alpha named Master Francesco. He’s relatively young, but he has tremendous instinctual understanding of the faggot mindset and how best to train them and use them.

Not only does he use his formidable toolset with his own faggots, but he shows outstanding Protector Alpha care for faggots all around the world. The very best Alphas I’ve ever known or served have had mindsets like that (even if they didn’t actually do it broadly across the internet). These greatest Alphas recognize the vulnerabilities of faggots in general, and seek to help.

Master Francesco offered a revolutionary diet plan here for faggots that was clean and science-based, and many faggots excitedly began to attempt it. Some have reported an improvement.

One such faggot was a brother from Brazil named Felipe. He wrote to me about his experiences, and Master Francesco immediately saw it and wanted to contact the fag.

Now I’ve heard from Felipe about his experience of speaking with Master Francesco, and it’s just about what I’d expect from a high-quality Alpha like him!

Hi Sam, it’s Felipe from Rio here.

I just wanted to tell you that Master Francesco reached out to me and we got to talk… Quite a lot, actually. It’s hard to put into just a few words how grateful I am and how amazing Master Francesco is! Thank you so much for making the bridge to bring him to my life!

It’s a given that our contact can only happen online – I’m in Brazil and he’s in the USA – but there’s something about an alpha like him that crosses any kind of borders. I can actually feel his presence when I read what he shares with me.

First let me just get something out of the way: he’s a very, VERY, considerate and protector Alpha! I mean… He made sure I was being listened, he embraced me in a way I haven’t felt in years! All while being firm of our places in the hierarchy. Alphas like Master Francesco are a rare breed. At least from my experience.

He made me feel good about myself. He gave me a nice boost of confidence to improve my life. When I shared my routine with him the other day, including all my meals and exercise routine he said he was proud of me and that I was being a very good boy! I went to heaven and back. But he also set goals for me to focus on, and I’m sure that with his God given sense of guidance I’ll remain firm on my path.

He also shared a cool story with me. He told me about a fag he had who was chubby and had a small dick, like myself, who would only serve him domestically while he would breed two twink fags regularly. Then one day he called the chubby fag, because he felt the the fag deserved a little more attention from him, and told him to have a taste of his Alpha cock… The fag cried from happiness! He was craving for his load so much and repressing so hard his desire to feel his cock that he just couldn’t help himself but crying! And I saw myself in the shoes if that fag – and I teared up a little too, not gonna lie. Master Francesco said he learned that day that chubby fags with small dicks are amazing cocksuckers! And I must say, that’s true.

But Master Francesco is incredible. He keeps saying he’s proud of me because I answer fast, because I know how to address myself to an alpha… He’s constantly giving me positive reinforcement that I’m a good boy and that if I keep improving myself I’ll be an Alpha’s fag in person very soon.

I wish I could be there to welcome him after a long and hard day at work and be ready to serve and take all his stress away anyway he wants. And believe me, I would let him take me in all ways possible!

It’s sad that he doesn’t have much time to train me virtually at the moment, but I get it. And I don’t feel bad about it at all. I just hope the fags he has available right now know that they are on the hands of an one of a kind Alpha, and that they cherish him for all that he’s worth and beyond because if he had this AMAZING impact on me just by our conversations, I can’t imagine how much greater it must be to kneel in front of him in person and worship all his glory!

Once again, thank you Sam for putting him in my life.

I’ve always been an advocate of in-person, real-life service of Alphas, but the greatest Masters can have profoundly positive impacts on faggots online as well.

Master Francesco recognizes that every faggot has the potential to blossom into a useful and pleasing possession with the right care and training.

Sadly, most Alphas don’t share Master Francesco’s outlook!

I’m proud to carry Master Francesco’s words and teachings here. He’s making a difference for my faggot readership, and hopefully teaching his Alpha brothers how powerful ownership can be!

The following post is part of a thread following the service of a young faggot named Tyler who has been claimed by a great Protector Alpha named Steven. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

I just published THIS STORY about how loved Giovanni feels as the personal faggot of a God Alpha like Master Lorenzo, so I thought this recent message from Tyler might be the perfect bookend to that. Odd how these things go sometimes, isn’t it?

You might remember Tyler being essentially rescued from the cruel hands of a Destroyer Alpha named Adam by his current Master, Steven. Master Steven’s brave stance against Adam in order to save Tyler was inspirational and worthy of accolades. It’s just the way any true Protector Alpha would react.

But faggot psychology can be quite complicated. Very often faggots seek the wrong thing, plagued by deep feelings of unworthiness and self-loathing that craves to be reinforced by the cruelty of hateful Men. Time and time again I’ve seen faggots immolate themselves in the flame they couldn’t resist flying into despite my warnings. This often results in broken hearts, and broken lives.

Notice how even now, as Tyler enjoys a favored place at the feet of his great Master Steven, his defective faggot heart is craving abuse:

Hey Sam,

This is Tyler again. We talked a while ago about my Master Steven. He really saved me and I’m forever grateful for the way he rescued me. He’s also paying for my therapy and it’s been good for my self knowing. But one of the things I learned in therapy is that I have a need for degradation. That’s why I kept going back to Adam no matter how much he hurt me. I still have urges to serve me, but every time I feel it, I focus on serving Steven as my one and only Master.

My question is: Steven is a great Alpha and any fag would be happy with him, but he is a real gentleman. He speaks several languages, he’s really knowledgeable, well-succeeded in his career, and a wonderful man. But he treats me like a princess, he even buys me gifts from time to time. A few days ago he bought me a gorgeous pair of earrings, and I loved them. But it’s such a turn off… he takes care of me, protects me, wants to see me improving in my career and life, he became a real mentor and Master for me. But I have this urge to be treated like trash, like a pathetic worthless fag, just a cumdump and nothing more. He does fuck me well and treats me like a fag in bed, and I serve him domestically, but he treats me too well… he controls me but always to lift me up, and I miss a Man who curses me, spits on my face for no reason, I don’t know how to navigate this because he is a really good Man.

Should I ask him to be a little more brutal with me?

What a mess!

My sympathy goes to Master Steven. He’s truly showing his faggot the kindness and care that many Men wouldn’t dare to show, and his faggot doesn’t want any of it. It’s like a homeless person who begs for food on the street despising the food he’s given because it’s too rich or too sweet. It makes no sense.

I feel sorry for Tyler, too. Clearly, he’s broken in some way that may not ever be fixed. I just wish that faggots who find themselves in remarkably nurturing situations could just find peace and joy serving the Men caring for them. Master Steven is one of the best Alphas out there, and he deserves respect, worship, and adoration for being the Man he is … not this kind of emotional betrayal.

I think Tyler should kneel and confess these feelings to his Master. It’s not going to be an easy conversation (probably more than a little embarrassing), but Master Steven deserves at least an opportunity to respond. Perhaps he has a solution to this, but who knows?

But if he can figure out the solution to why faggots seek self-destruction, I’d love to hear it!

You rarely see Alphas kindly training a faggot’s throat, which is why I find this clip so beautiful and encouraging.

There is a place for tenderness in service. I guarantee you this faggot will remember his Master’s gentle fingers stroking his hair for the rest of its life!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the continuing ascension of a 21-year-old bisexual Alpha named Master Joe and his ownership of his best friend’s faggot brother. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!

I’ve never seen a picture of Master Joe, but from his writing style and attitude I’d say Master Joe is that prototypical all American fratboy. He’s like a playful, confident lion; immensely powerful, but in no dire need to exert that power. And when he does utilize that power, he does so in disarmingly fun ways.

I do believe that owning a faggot is helping Master Joe refocus that playful energy into something more thoughtful. At first, owning that faggot (the brother of his best friend/chief rival) was a bit of jocular one-upsmanship. However, as time has gone on and his ownership over the faggot has deepened, Master Joe is starting to also deepen his understanding of the faggot mind and what it needs.

Take, for example, this very recent thought Master Joe had:

Hey fag Sam, this is Master Joe! Happy, healthy, and breeding holes as always

I had a conversation with my fag bf last night and I want your opinion about it. He was telling me that it’s much easier to take my cock now because he’s used to the shape and the size, then I asked if it still hurts him. I have no idea of how it feels because I have never bottomed, but I thought that after a while it would not hurt at all. However, my fag said that taking a cock always hurts a little bit, just a little bit, even when the pussy is properly trained. And then I realized that this is not a problem. In fact, I think that it’s important that the fag feel a little bit of pain. I think of myself working out. After a hard training, I like to feel my muscles hurt, it makes me feel that I am growing stronger. Likewise, when a fag takes a hard cock and his hole hurts afterwards I think it’s a good way to make the boy remind of who he is. What is the point of serving a superior man if it doesn’t involve some sacrifice?

I am not saying that fags deserve to suffer, I take care of my fag and love him. I think real men should never hurt girls or fags in bed, but causing this little discomfort in their stretched pussy is important for his training. Does that make sense?

I really want to become a better Alpha and embrace my role more and more everyday.

See how faggot ownership is altering Master Joe’s perspective? He’s starting to consider not only his needs, but also what’s best for the faggot he owns. This maturity is also leading him to consider his own Alphahood and how he can more fully embrace that lofty promise.

In regards to Master Joe’s specific thoughts, I say the following:

Master, it’s always so wonderful to hear from you! Thank you for writing in!

This is a very keen observation on your part, one that deserves more scrutiny and consideration by all, not just faggots. Yes indeed, some pain is definitely part of a faggot’s life. As you noted, pain is actually a beneficial part of a faggot’s life, because that pain shapes the faggot’s mind and its sense of self and purpose.

You’ll never know the pain involved in having a big Alpha cock violating your holes (yes, let’s not forget the pain of being throat fucked!), but it’s never easy to take if the faggot is maintaining its pussy muscles and not abusing them to the point of prolapse. You Alphas want a tight, snug hole to fuck, but the trade-off is pain on the part of the faggot.

But here’s the key: that pain is pleasure for faggots! When an Alpha is entering us and it hurts, we are deriving pleasure from that pain EMOTIONALLY. We know we are pleasing our Alpha, and that emotional pleasure (or, more properly, hierarchical pleasure) sends endorphins flooding into our bloodstream from the excitement of being used properly. The harder and more intensely we are fucked, the greater the endorphin rush.

The intensity of this pain/pleasure crucible while being fucked is so great that, if and when an Alpha cunts us, the unexpected explosion of that feeling becomes overwhelming. That’s why cunting is such a startling and unforgettable experience for faggots, and why cunted faggots are essentially owned for life by the Alpha who cunted it.

And Master, as you said in your letter, that pain trains the faggot to always remember what it is. Like an invisible chastity cage, the throbbing ache of a well-fucked hole constantly reminds the faggot of its Master and its purpose. So pain isn’t a bad thing for faggots. In fact, I think it’s a good and natural part of our place in hierarchy! Thank you, Master!

That explanation was a bit more intense than I initially intended, but I really like it! I think I might use it as the core of a larger examination on the site! Or maybe a podcast episode!

But you see why I love Master Joe so much, right? He’s an amazing Alpha and Master, and his little faggot is lucky to have him hurting it every night!

The following post is part of a thread following the life and teachings of a 30-year-old God Alpha named Master Maurice as he takes ownership of a disabled faggot named Édouard. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Since my return I’ve been blessed with some truly extraordinary stories that really touched me and inspired me, but none have had quite the emotional impact of the story of Master Maurice and his ownership of a disabled faggot named Édouard.

As a God Alpha, Master Maurice can have anyone and anything he chooses. Yet he chose to own a disabled faggot. Let’s be honest: most Alphas would’ve said “no” to Édouard simply because of the degree of difficulty involved in owning him.

But Master Maurice is not like “most Alphas”. He’s a superlative of a superlative, a kind of real-life superhero who sees the lowly and afflicted and uses his great power and wisdom to effect positive change. Suffice it to say that I wish we had 10,000 more just like him!

I’m always so grateful when I hear back from this greatest of Kings, because he teaches by example and through his impactful words. He targets his messages, rather than simply using his voice to brag about his power and accomplishments.

He was inspired to write again from a recent post about Alpha scent, and from that comes another lesson:

Hey fag Sam,
This Master Maurice, remember me? I haven’t shared my experiences with my fag for a while, but I came to your page to see what was going on and just saw this sexy post about Alpha scent. My fag is literally what you described. When he is upset, I literally shove his face on my sweaty balls and it’s a kind of magic for the fag. He literally changes his mood in 5 minutes on my balls or armpits. I wonder what the biological process is his fag brain for such a change of mood to happen so quickly.

I am also training him to ride my cock now. I usually fuck him missionary because, as you know, he can’t move his legs, missionary is usually the easier way to have full access to his hole while he hugs me, but I really like when fags ride my cock, so I decided to train him. At first he was not very confident because he doesn’t feel anything from his hips down, so he can’t use his knees to ride it. But I held his skinny body in my arms, reassuring that everything was okay, then I told him to open his hands on my chest and instead of using his legs, use his hands to go up and down.

His pussy is quite used to my cock, I literally molded his hole pounding him hard, so it wasn’t hard to go balls deep inside of him, but he didn’t want to move, he stayed still just feeling my hard cock in his ass. I wanted him to do sort of a push-up on my chest to move up and down, but he wasn’t even trying.

You know, I am very patient and I love my boy, I take care of him everyday in my life. But it’s not very smart to disobey a Man when his hard cock is shoved deep in your ass. I wasn’t fully rational, so I just said “come here, boy”, held his hips on both sides with my hands and pounded him to make sure that he would never forget who is the man and who is the faggot in my house. But I know very well how to be firm without hurting a fag, he never told me stop while I was banging his pussy. He just kept moaning and repeating “oh baby, it’s so deep, omg, it’s so deep”, I was literally teaching him how to serve my cock in cowgirl style without making him move a muscle, I was doing all the work, he was just a sextoy getting fucked on top of me. I was using all my strength to make him ride me, sliding his body up and down like a fleshjack.

Then I gave him a break, we were both sweaty, he was already out of breath. I hugged him, putting him on my chest, his head next to mine on my shoulder, without taking my cock from his hole, then I whispered in his ear “I love you boy, but when I tell you to do something in this bed, you do it” I didn’t want to be too hard on my fag, but I had asked him to serve me and he let his fear speak louder than his obedience. He just said sorry, still grasping for air, then I added “this is my house, my bed, and you are my faggot, now go back to what I told you to do” and it worked like magic. He put his both hands on my chest and started fucking himself using his arms to go up and down. I said “good boy” while he was moaning and stretching his pussy, I came after a few minutes and pumped a thick load in his ass.

He apologized again when I was giving him aftercare, but I told him that it was okay, kissed him tenderly and called him a good boy again. Then he fell asleep with my cum in his ass and his face on my armpit.

You may not remember, but I’m still fucking that nurse I hired. Another good boy with soft lips and a great nurse. My goal is moving him in as well, so I’d have two perfect fags and a full-time nurse to look after my boy.

I love that Master Maurice doesn’t allow sentimentality cloud his judgement or his training of his faggots. His expectations and commands still stand regardless of any physical limitations.

Why is this good? Because Master Maurice is pushing Édouard to become stronger and more resilient, not to give up when something is difficult!

Imagine Édouard’s pride after Master Maurice pushed him to actually do this difficult sexual position and then please Master so much he pumped a precious load into him! The next time there is some difficult task to please Master, what do you think Édouard’s attitude will be regarding that task?

That’s the beauty of TRAINING your faggots!

At Hebrews 12:11 The Bible states the following:

“True, no discipline seems for the present to be joyous, but it is painful; yet afterward, it yields the peaceable fruit of righteousness to those who have been trained by it.”

God Alphas like Master Maurice see the end result of discipline and training: a better, more confident faggot!

He also sees an endgame with this nurse faggot he’s been breeding, biding his time until he can move that nurse fag into his home to complete part of his growing Kingdom.

It’s God Alphas like Master Maurice who keep me smiling in confidence. He’s the living embodiment of everything this site teaches and is meant to amplify.

And I’m the proudest faggot to be trusted by this most incredible Alpha to share his inspirational story with you!

Thank you, Master Maurice!

The following post is part of a thread following the development of a deep Master/faggot relationship between a faggot named Alberto and his straight childhood friend and Master Andre. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

I think it’s sad that so many guys think straight Alphas cannot or should not deeply love their faggots. I was deeply loved by my straight Masters, and it never made them gay or ended up in a gay marriage or anything like that. They simply gave me their trust, kindness, support, and guidance so that I could be a better person and faggot.

And that made all the difference.

I’ve told the story before about my beautiful (and very straight) Master Aaron buying me a dozen roses one time when I was scared and upset, and let me just say that was not the only time he did things like that for me. I was just a faggot, yet he valued me and gave me worth.

I’ve never forgotten those feelings my straight Masters embedded in my heart. Part of the reason why this site exists is because of those great Alphas I served. They taught me more than just Hierarchical truth. They also taught me the endless potential of Alphas, and how they defy expectations because they are beyond the comprehension of inferiors.

Master Andre reminds me so much of Master Aaron in terms of his temperament and his generous heart. Like Master Aaron, Master Andre didn’t run when he discovered his longtime friend was a faggot. Instead, he deepened his protection of his most treasured companion, and through that discovered the depth and power of his own Alphahood. The Alpha/faggot dynamic is symbiotic like that.

In his latest update, Master Andre uses a little story about a sunflower tattoo to reveal the depth and breadth of his love and care for his precious faggot Alberto. It is one of the most beautiful pieces ever written by an Alpha for this site, and I’m so proud to share it with you:

Hey Sam,

This is Andre, Alberto’s friend. I am now much more comfortable to say: Alberto’s Master, Alpha, Mentor, and Leader.

My boy has always thought about making a flower tattoo. He loves flowers and knows everything about it. But because of his violent and toxic father, he was severely punished in his childhood for liking flowers, perhaps homophobia prevented the world to have a great biologist. But I can’t change the past, I can only fix my boy’s future. So I bought him some nice books about flowers and started to watch documentaries about flowers with him. I admit that it’s quite boring for me, but looking at my boy’s joy is so special that I am okay changing my soccer matches for flowers. He gets very excited and usually spends another hour talking about flowers after the videos are over. And when my princess is excited, his blowjob is even better, so everyone is happy.

I wanted to share with you that last week I decided to give him a tattoo as a present. He has talked about making a flower tattoo on his right ass cheek for many years, since we were in high school, but has never had the courage to it. So one day after his shower he was walking in the house completely naked, I grabbed his ass as I always do when he passes by me and said “I wanna see a flower here, my princess”. At first he chuckled and thought I was kidding, but then I said “if you really want it, I’ll pay for you, it’s my present for my special boy”

He woke up the next morning decided to do it, and I had already looked for tattoo artists, a good friend from work has many tattoos and recommended me the guy he goes to. I went to his studio with my boy and the place was awesome, but I know my princess very well, he would not be comfortable there. The place the most heterosexual place I’ve ever seen: only men working there, posters with naked women on the walls, soccer shirts everywhere. It was a celebration of straight men made by straight men for straight men. My boy held my arm and I could see his fear in his eyes. I thought he would never show his ass to those men. He was already uncomfortable just to be there, let along to show his ass to a completely unknown. In fact, other than his mother when he was a baby, I was the only person who had ever seen his ass.

Anyway, the guy met us and he was really kind. We shook hands and my boy was shaking, the guy even asked if he was cold. I did all the talking, as always. But did not where the tattoo would be because I knew my boy would feel totally embarrassed. The guy showed us multiple drawings in other clients and he really was an outstanding artist. He thought we were a couple, but at all times he only talked to me, I was the one giving all the instructions about Alberto’s body. After a while, I said that he was nervous because it was his first tattoo and he was not used to this kind of environment. The artist was very clever because he immediately understood what I meant and subtly mentioned that his female assistant could see Alberto for him to relax. My boy agreed and he went to the other room with a hot lady, and I could hear them laughing there, which was a relief for me.

Once I was by myself with the guys, just Men in the room, I told him that we were just friends, but that I was very mindful of Alberto, and he was nervous because he had had horrible experiences with homophobia in the past. The tattoo guy told me that he respected everyone no matter what and he would make sure that Alberto felt relaxed. The guy was awesome, he asked what song my boy liked, and he answered lady gaga, so he put her songs on YouTube for him, offered beers and wine for him to relax, and asked if I’d like to stay with them. Honestly, I am glad he asked because there is no way I would let a stranger touch my princess’s ass without me knowing what is going on. And of course, Alberto wanted me to hold his hand during the whole process.

Even with the wine and the music, he hesitated a little when he needed to show his ass, and he looked at me as if he was waiting for my permission. The guy told him that he could keep his underwear and that made things much easier, so the artist just lifted a little bit of his underwear to have access to my boy’s right cheek and started doing it. It was a small flower, so it did not take too long, and I held his hand during the whole process. The guy kept asking if he was hurting Alberto, but little did he know that my princess takes much more in his ass than a simple needle.

The tattoo was really great, we were told to wait for it to heal, which means no spankings for a while. But once he took a picture of my boy’s ass and showed it to him, he opened such a gorgeous smile. I love seeing my boy happy, I’m not gonna lie.

I paid for the tattoo and we went back home because Alberto couldn’t sit to have lunch. So he laid in our bed, still smiling, and we had lunch together in bed. I asked him why he had chosen a sunflower instead of a red rose, and then he said that I was the mighty sun of his life and he was just a little sunflower looking at me. Needless to say, I got hard as soon as he said that, put my hard cock out and just said “come here”. He gave me wonderful head, and begged for me to feed him, and so I did. A nice load for a my good boy. We took a nap together, with him on my chest. Later that week, when the tattoo was healed, I fucked him deep and shot my cum on his sunflower, to mark his flower as my property.

I wanted to share this story to celebrate my beautiful boy and how great he is, but also to celebrate my own path embracing Alphahood more and more. When the tattoo guy thought we were a couple, it felt awkward at first, but then I noticed that everyone must think we are boyfriends: I fuck him every night, take care of him, and we love together. But you know what? That doesn’t bother me at all. Alberto is a lovely and brillant boy, I have no shame at all of people thinking I am not straight if it means they know that he’s my boy. What matters is that I know what I am, and he knows what he is.

My dearest Master Andre, I’m so impossibly proud of you for your ascension as an Alpha and as a Man! This gorgeous story you shared with me fills my heart with fond memories and the warmest hopes, so I thank you for that gift.

I wish more straight Alphas could come to the place of emotional security and maturity you enjoy today. You have come to accept the natural order of things and your place at its peak, and you’ve grown to understand how natural it is for a straight Alpha to own and use a faggot and still remain straight. The opinions and judgements of others mean nothing to you, because you are unassailable.

You sit atop the highest mountain, high above the clouds, and your faithful faggot Alberto curls lovingly at your feet. The cares of an inferior and insecure world are so far below you that they don’t even exist.

What you know is this: Alberto’s face will always be set toward your light in adoration and worship.

You are his Master. He is your faggot.

This sunflower was grown by nature just for you.

I love you, Master Andre. Thank you so much for this gift of you!

This post is part of a thread following a faggot named Giovanni who is owned by Master Lorenzo. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

A good faggot is a tonic to Alphas. We soothe them, please them, worship them, and rejuvenate them. It’s part of the secret sauce that connects Alphas and faggots in such a special way.

Giovanni isn’t just a good faggot. He’s a great faggot. His faggot nature and all of his gifts as a servant of Men have been honed and refined by his Owner, the incomparable Master Lorenzo. In return for all that Master Lorenzo has done for him, little Giovanni does all he can to make Master Lorenzo’s growing empire run smoothly while also enriching his Master’s life and great name.

So when Master Lorenzo decided to invite his Alpha brother Master Jose to stay at his estate for a week of sexual adventures, he knew that Giovanni was the perfect faggot to play a part in his training of Master Jose. Let me explain.

In a recent post Master Jose told how he went to visit Master Lorenzo because Master Lorenzo wanted to deflower Master Jose and breed him as two Alphas partaking of their shared power. But Master Lorenzo knew that Master Jose would need to be recuperated after the deed was done, and that Giovanni was the right faggot for that assignment.

An oh, did it ever work perfectly!

Hello brother Saaaaam! <3 this is Giovanni

Omg, I have so much to talk with you, brother that I love so much!!!

So before Master Jose arrived here in the house my powerful and perfect Lorenzo talked with me and Rafael about that. Lorenzo said that the main purpose of Jose’s visit was that he (Lorenzo) wanted to fuck his tight and virgin Alpha ass. I thought that Jose would arrive here and give up because I know veeeeery well how thick Lorenzo’s cock is. It’s a lot!! But Lorenzo was super firm and clear with me and my beautiful brother Rafael: our work was to make sure that Jose “felt like a man”. He repeated that many many times and said that after the fuck Jose maybe would feel weaker or less powerful, so our work with him was to make sure that he would NEVER feel like a faggot, but as the strong man he is!! And of course we obeyed very well, so when Jose arrived from the airport, Rafael was wearing just white underwear and I was fully prepared as a girl, with red lingerie and pretty make-up for him. Our holes were ready, we were on our knees and ready to obey.

Omg brother Sam, it was so sexy to see Lorenzo and Jose in front of us, I was soooo ready!! But Lorenzo wanted to start with Jose first, without us. So they went to the bedroom and we waited in the couch in the living room. It was soooo hot because we could hear the bed hitting on the wall while my Master was fucking him, omg I was CRAZY to take some dick too!!! So maybe after 30 minutes Lorenzo opened the door and just said “boys, come here now” and of course we jumped to his room very hungry for cock and cum. Omg Sam, you can’t imagine how hot the scene was!!! They were both naked, covered in sweat, and the sheet on the bed was marked with sweat, the smell was just amazing.

So Lorenzo took Rafael and told him to clean his cock from Jose’s ass, and after 2 minutes of my brother sucking him our Master was hard again!! I was on my knees, looking up to Jose and he didn’t touch me, he was waiting for Lorenzo to give permission (I want to say that I LOVE LOVE LOVE Jose and Juan, they are soooo respecftul!! I met in the past some men that were really aggressive and thought that they could do whatever they wanted with my body, but Jose and Juan are always really good to me and the other boys and they ONLY touch us if Lorenzo accepts and they do with us just what Lorenzo allows, never hurting us, I really love that <3 <3 <3)

But so, Jose was waiting for 2 or 3 minutes just looking at Rafael sucking Lorenzo, without touching me and I was soooo horny, omg. I think my Master Lorenzo was distracted by the soft mouth of my brother Rafael because when he noticed that Jose was just looking at me, he said “go ahead, it’s all yours” OMG SAM!!! when Lorenzo said that, it was like opening the gate for a hungry lion, really! Jose not even kissed me, he was already naked so he just took my head told me to open my mouth and started to fuck my throat, his cock is not thick as Lorenzo, but it is longer, so I could feel him aaaaaall the way down, but I am a good boy and Lorenzo always trains me, so I think I did a great job. So that was we there: Rafael and me on our knees, Lorenzo and Jose sitting on the bed receiving a blowjob side by side like the amazing Alphas they are. Of course, during all the time Rafael was looking at our Master Lorenzo and I was looking at Jose waiting for more orders.

So Lorenzo said “let’s fuck some pussy” and he put Rafael and me in doggy style on the edge of the bed, put a lot of lube in our holes, and then they started to fuck us very nice. Jose’s cock go deeper inside of me but he can’t stretch me like Lorenzo’s thick dick, not even close. So I feel two different feelings, you know brother?? Lorenzo turns my whole into a real pussy every time he fucks me because my whole get so so so open, and with Jose I feel that he’s touching my heart with his cock but my hole doesn’t need to open so much. But I love both of them of course!!! <3 <3

We don’t use the word “cunt” here very often and I don’t even know how to say that in our language, but Lorenzo said, while fucking Rafael in doggy style “you see? That’s how we fuck faggots in my house, now let’s break them” And I think “break” was what you call cunt, brother Sam. Because after that they started to BANG US, like pounding so hard and it was AMAZING I looked to my left and Rafael was with his eyes closed and moaning so loud, he was almost screaming  while Lorenzo was opening his hole and I know very well how it feel to have such a thick cock in and out that fast, it feels like our holes will never be tight again. I was also moaning but I have more experience and Jose’s is not so thick, so I think it was a little easier for me (but never so easy to take an Alpha rut in our pussy, right?? hahahaha) So it was beautiful because we were in that position, just taking more and more cock, and Rafael held my hand, we were looking at each other in the eyes and our Men were destroying our holes, omg

So Lorenzo said to Jose “I wanna cum with you, let’s go?” And Jose said “yeah! let’s do it now” and they fucked us even stronger and faster, and Sam, omg!! I think Rafael and I were cunted at the same time!! Because he gave a REALLY LOUD scream and right after that I could feel Jose breaking my second hole, and his load as HUGE, so warm and so thick, he really unloaded his balls inside of me!! Lorenzo shot his load inside Rafael too. And we were soooo tired after that omg, it’s really crazy because it’s the men that make all the movement but we the faggots go so tired when they finish, Jose was really sweaty I could see the drops of sweat falling from his chest and his face, Lorenzo was the same thing (Lorenzo told me later that he turned off the AC on purpose because he wanted his faggots to feel their smell during the fuck, I love my Master!!!)

So Lorenzo took Rafael, put him on his chest, my brother was mute, just shaking and feeling the moment with his ass full of cum. Then he told Jose to do the same with me, and he put me on his chest with all that sweat, omg I love so much. So Jose asked Lorenzo (very respecftully as always) if he could kiss my lips, he said that he never kissed a faggot wearing makeup and he wanted to feel it, and Lorenzo said “of course, have fun” while he was giving attention to Rafael, kissing his forehead and his face. So Jose took my neck and gave me a long kiss, I was also very sweaty and I could feel that huge load inside my pussy, it was so much cum brother!!

We stayed in the bed for some time, then Lorenzo told us that he wanted to take a shower. I thought he would take a shower by himself first because the bathroom is not that big for 4 people, but he took Jose’s hand and told that he wanted to take a shower with him, while the faggots waited for them. They stayed in the shower for 10 or 15 minutes, and then the two gorgeous men came back naked and wet, with their towels on their shoulders. I was relaxing with Rafael recovering from that huge fuck, he was asking me how I took Lorenzo so well in my pussy, I was trying to help my brother telling him that he did really great but then Lorenzo told us to go take a shower too. But instead of leaving us there, he joined us and washed Rafael’s hole with his own hands, washed his chest, his armpits, to make sure he would be smelling really well (although I love it, my Master doesn’t like fag sweat at all!) So he said to Jose “well, now that you fucked my boy so well and he is full of your seed, go ahead and wash him, in my house we take care of the boys after we use them!” So Jose jumped into the shower too and he was really happy to take care of me!! He kissed me again, washed my ass, cleaned my hole with his finger washed my whole body with water and soap, telling me how hot I am!!

The Men went to the couch watch tv and relax, Rafael and I went to the kitchen because we were all very hungry. I know you wanna know more about the DP, and it was REALLY REALLY CRAZY, but it was good!!! I will tell you more in other day ok?? I love you soooo much brother!!! I hope you are proud of me, I’m doing my best to be a good fag like you! <3 <3

See what I mean about Giovanni being a great faggot? He has the intuition that truly complements a great Alpha like Master Lorenzo.

A great faggot was truly needed in this case, because Master Jose needed a great faggot after taking Master Lorenzo’s fat dick and deeply-pumped load. In that critical moment, Master Jose’s masculinity (let alone Alphahood) was under assault in a way.

But there were Gio and Rafael, on their knees, still ready to serve him afterward. To honor him as an Alpha. To give him their holes so that he can use the full strength of his power on them and regain his sense of self as an Alpha.

I cannot tell you how proud I am of Giovanni and Rafael, two premium faggots who tackle their tasks with emotional intelligence, carnal lust, and boyish enthusiasm. They are the best kind of complement to the power and rage of an Alpha!

I also want to highlight the effortless power and delicate care Master Lorenzo exhibits in Giovanni’s tale. Master Lorenzo controlled every aspect of this encounter, from what the faggots would do while he fucked Master Jose, to teaching Master Jose about bathing the faggots after using them. I’m always impressed my Master Lorenzo, but these details just add to his legacy in my heart.

This entire episode was expertly executed in order to build up Master Jose and teach him how to better utilize his Alpha power. While Master Lorenzo was the conductor of this symphony, Giovanni and Rafael were the orchestra … and they played their parts perfectly.

I love you, my sweet little brother Gio and Raffy!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the blessed life of gay God Alpha Dean, twin brother of his faggot Jimmy and part of the Hierarchical family of God Alpha Dino. CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!

In the long life of this site, there have been few threads to compare with the wondrous Hierarchical family raised with haphazard care by God Alpha Dino and his dearly-departed faggot wife Jamie. Jamie infused Master Dino with lots of money from a career writing in Hollywood, and he spun it into a massive fortune like some possessed Rumplestiltskin.

But even Master Dino would admit that his real fortune comes from his glorious sons. Masters Chad and Dean carry his God Alpha genetics, and his other son Jimmy makes him proud as a truly dedicated faggot. And together like a warped family they have built out a small, self-contained empire of Alphas like Masters Cal and Shane, and a bevy of faggots serving the Men day and night in a heavily-guarded compound secreted away in the mountains.

And so it has been ever since Master Dino and Jamie reached out to me so long ago, and it has been one of the great privileges of my fag life to know them and their motley crew. But circumstances have changed lately, as Master Dean reveals in his latest letter:

I regret you were uninformed as to Our recent deployment. As developments unfolded, everyone has been without internet service until the tower was installed. 

As the Fanta fascist has begun its destruction of Our country, Father thought it best to close the complex, regroup, and, at least for a time, relocate. A smaller complex was built on an island near mommy’s. It was once an animal preserve but had gone back to ‘normal’ after the majority of the animals died off. Father’s tarriences were fueled by arranging the new home, complete with guards and protection. We and the faggots are turning lovely shades of brown again. There are some game animals still but they are safely fenced out, safe until My Holy Brother’s hunting instincts rush to the fore that is.

It’s has been a whirlwind of experience with sweeping changes for all. bunny and the rainbow have gratefully adapted to the changes and seem happier than ever before. I shall admit to you that Chadwick and I had a private assignation last evening and I feel more masculine than one can imagine. I never thought I could love My Brother more but I do. It is a strange, almost diabolical thing. My Brother and I can be working, which jokingly might start a wrestling match, which leads to carnality. It is almost unthinkable to submit to any Man. It actually sickens Me to imagine another Man inside Me but, oh, how fitting it is to feel and see Chadwick taking His pleasure from Me. It is an odd, unique bond. I would murder any other Man who attempted this violation of Me but The Savior’s magnificence somehow placates and soothes such homical impulses. It is a precarious situation. While equally strong, My love for bunny is quite different. For as phantasmagorical as the situation is, it is EXTREMELY satisfying for your King. I dominate all except for the most masculine of Men. It is a glorious, wonderous experience for this proud Alpha Male. I suppose it could be a humbling thing for others but I have known since birth that Chadwick would be the leader of We Brothers so the concerns of My submission to Him were softened by that fact.

My bunny is truly an adult now. she and c.c. have become mommy, for all intents and purposes. Cal and Chad are as true Brothers and We three casually and purposefully use faggots, grabbing them up from happy play, blessing them with sex and semen, then lolling about with refreshments while they giggle and play in the surf contented with Men’s fluids inside them.

Father is gone again on His quest to right the wrongs of the world. We shall discuss His lofty ambitions another time. The Sons of We Gods flourish in this climate and are quickly becoming little Men. My Holy Son and The Prince have become inseparable and are already asserting Their dominance. They are 7 and 6 respectively and have already been ‘caught’ demanding suspected faggot brothers to serve them in children’s ways. It is satisfying to observe Them asserting Their dominance. We have concurred that two boys are faggots as they happily do as the Alpha Boys say. It fills We Men with extreme pride. My bunny says hello to you as she swallows My surfeited slab of flesh. Lol  

I must stop as redfaggot has appeared, hunger in her entire face. My mornings activities are assured. Goodbye for now little one. Your King must take and dominate. 

First of all, I was so relieved (also astonished) to hear that God Dino has taken the extraordinary step of building a brand new secured mansion on an island outside the United States. It’s breathtaking what wealthy Alphas can do! Nobody strategizes better than God Dino, and he sees the handwriting on the wall: America is falling into fascism, and his family is endangered. So many Americans want to do the same thing right now (including yours truly), but they lack the resources and the Alpha mentality to make things happen at will. I’m so glad that God Dino, the ultimate Protector Alpha, has moved his massive flock out of danger!

Master Dean also touches on something I will be writing about more at-length (also a possible podcast episode) about Alphas breeding Alphas. All of the Alphas have been bred by Master Chad at some point or another regardless of their sexual preference. But, as I will discuss in more detail later, that breeding doesn’t diminish their Alphahood in any way. In fact, it tends to strengthen their Alphahood.

Now, Master Dean is a gay God Alpha, but being gay doesn’t mean he wants a cock in his ass or in his mouth. But what he DOES want is the massive shot of Master Chad’s virile cum. The sharing of cum between Alphas is a potent way to share Alpha genetics.

I’m also really intrigued by the way the sons of Masters Chad, Dean, and Cal are growing together and already developing natural Hierarchical tendencies at such a young age! It’s even more definitive proof that these roles arise organically from within us from birth!

The beautiful part is the young faggots will be raised Hierarchically with all of the love and support that most faggots do not enjoy!

I am always in awe of Master Dean. His power and depth of intellect and understanding are absolutely unmatched by anyone except perhaps God Dino and Master Chad. I’m so fortunate to have Master Dean’s loving protection in my life, and his god-like example to share with the world!

The following post is part of a thread following the development of a deep Master/faggot relationship between a faggot named Alberto and his straight childhood friend and Master Andre. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

The lifelong friendship Master Andre shares with his faggot Alberto is truly one of the most genuine and frankly beautiful ones I’ve covered on this site. This straight Alpha loved Alberto despite Alberto’s homosexuality, frailty, and vulnerability. Maybe he loved Alberto BECAUSE of those things, because Master Andre is a natural Protector Alpha of the highest order. As those little boys grew into adulthood, Alberto was always beside his Alpha protector, safe in his mighty shadow.

Then along came Master Andre’s former girlfriend and her fetish for gay sex. Had it not been for her (and eventually me), Master Andre may have never started using faggots. But once he started feeding and breeding his dearest friend and took him in as his faggot, his appreciation for Alberto deepened and strengthened … so much so that Master Andre eventually dismissed her in favor of Alberto.

So what’s really going on here?

Master Andre has been wrestling with all of these new feelings created by the ownership of his friend and the collision of his growing power with his genuine warmth and goodness. This is pretty normal for young Protector Alphas. A slight identity crisis results from making choices that go outside societal “norms”.

But Master Andre’s solution to this issue is brilliantly handled:

Hi Sam, this is Andre again, Alberto’s friend.

I have been thinking a lot about my responsibility with Alberto. After everything that happened this year, I felt quite guilty for exposing him to Angela’s questionable attitudes. As you know, she has tried several times to convince me to send Alberto back to his home, which would’ve exposed him to great danger with his father. Of course, I would never do that with him, but I am now noticing that I have great influence and responsibility with him. It is my duty to take care of him and make sure he is safe, and I will not disappoint my little buddy.

The last few weeks have been of deep self-reflection for me and I went back to therapy to organize my thoughts. My therapist believes that I should keep my heart open and explore these new feelings, open to new forms to express my sexuality. And I agree with him. He’s a straight man with a deep understanding of sexuality and I guess familiar with hierarchy because he always tells me that Alberto needs a firm hand and I don’t need to be gay or bisexual to be this firm hand. I agree with him. I have no prejudice at all, from the bottom of my heart. I even tried to watch gay porn to see if my cock would get hard, but no matter how hot the guys are, I don’t feel sexual attraction toward men. What turns me on is Alberto’s big eyes asking me to take care of him, that makes me crazy.

I am still reluctant to call him “faggot” or “slut”, but I have been really into calling him “good boy” or “sweet boy” and he really loves it. Alberto is much more of a sexy romantic gay boy than a hungry slut. In fact, my cock is the only one he has ever sucked or served. And I’m not gonna lie, I’ve using his holes a lot. Our favorite position nowadays has been cowgirl. I sit on the couch with my legs open, he comes like an obedient puppy and sucks my balls and my cock for however long I want, no matter if 5 minutes or 3 hours. Then I lube his hole, he sits on my cock looking at me, and I hug him tight. Then my boy rides me while I hold his body against mine, and it feels so good that I hardly ever change the position. I usually let him ride as much as he wants, and when I’m getting close, I just tell him to stop and fuck his hole hard and deep, pumping my load inside of him. I love how he thanks me at the end, as if I was doing him a huge favor for fucking his tight hole.

I still love pussy and I want to have many girls in my bed. But after what has happened, I will focus on taking care of Alberto’s mind, feelings, and body. He loves tattoos and he has always had a dream to tattoo a flower on his ass, but of course he could never do it while living with his parents. Now that he is with me, I’ve been encouraging him a lot to do it, but I want to choose the best artist possible to do it. His body is perfect and I don’t want anything to change his beautiful ass.

I will keep exploring my feelings and deal with the fact that apparently I am an “Alpha.” I have never thought about that to be honest. For me, taking care of women and gays is just what any man should do, no matter what. I think it’s the reason why men exist, but learning more about hierarchy has been really good to me. And it has helped me to understand that I can have sex with Alberto without necessarily identifying as bisexual. I don’t even think about fucking other femboys, I am very happy pumping all my loads inside my lovely friend and little princess.

I hope that one day I’ll have a lovely wife loyal to be, but I will never let any woman harm Alberto’s feelings. He has my word and I will never disappoint him.

By the way, thanks for sharing the diet by Francesco. Alberto read it here and showed to me. He is healthy and usually doesn’t struggle to get ready for me, but I want him to keep skinny, so I told to him to follow the diet. He immediately went to the grocery store and bought all the ingredients, including the fiber gums to take every morning with chia seeds. It’s too bad to see that Francesco’s partner didn’t follow it. Alberto literally ran to the store to follow what I said. I guess I am a lucky guy, but every time I see him doing my laundry or kneeling for me I am more and more sure of how lucky I am. He says it’s the least he can do after all the times I saved him from bullies or from his dad. But still, I feel very lucky to have such a sweet princess with me.

I don’t know if I love him as I will love my wife one day. This is still confusing for me. But I definitely love him as a lovely and sweet princess who I will always protect.

I’m so moved by the fact that Master Andre went to consult a therapist about his new experiences and the feelings arising from them. He takes this stuff SERIOUSLY, and he’s willing to put in the work to grow and improve!

But maybe I can also help to clarify things for Master Andre as well.

First of all, there’s no question Master Andre is Alpha. In fact, he’s the greatest type of Alpha. He has the potential to be a God Alpha, albeit one with a deep and vibrant emotional core. He’s unafraid to express himself regardless of what anyone thinks precisely because he is Alpha.

And Alberto is a natural-born faggot. I understand that Master Andre views that word as derogatory and insulting, and he doesn’t want to use that kind of word to describe someone he loves as much as Alberto. But that word isn’t insulting to true faggots, and I don’t think Alberto would find it insulting to be called that. I’m not saying Master Andre should, but the roles should be clear here. Master Andre not only loves and cares for Alberto, he OWNS Alberto. That ownership arises from the fact that he’s Alpha, and Alberto is his beloved faggot.

I’m glad that Master Andre is realizing that owning and fucking Alberto doesn’t change the fact that he’s still straight. Funnily enough, Master Andre did exactly what my straight Master Chris once did and tested his heterosexuality by watching gay porn. And, like my Master Chris, he discovered the truth that owning and using faggots does not change a Man’s sexual orientation. I love this so much, because, like my Master Chris, it shows Master Andre is an intelligent and emotionally-confident Alpha.

You can hear the joy in Master Andre’s words when describing his breeding of Alberto, or how obediently Alberto worships/services his cock and balls. You can hear the pride Master Andre has when he describes Alberto’s eagerness to adhere to Master Francesco’s strict diet, knowing that Alberto is a “good boy” always seeking to please him! These are powerful and resonant emotions Master Andre has, ones that come from a perfect Hierarchical alignment of a true Alpha coming to completely own a true faggot.

There’s no doubt Master Andre will eventually go on to fall in love with a woman and have children with her. Before that happens, he will likely have other girlfriends and enjoy lots of pussy.

But none of those relationships will be able to give Master Andre the one thing he now knows he needs as an Alpha: POWER. Because of Alberto’s faithful and loyal worship of him, Master Andre is slowly realizing he is meant for so much more than ordinary Men. He’s understanding the great and charismatic power he wields, gifts he received from nature at birth and will define the rest of his life.

There’s no going backward. Master Andre has a throne to which he was born to ascend! And his beloved Alberto will always be proudly kneeling at his feet!

The following post is part of a thread following a 30-year-old Italian Alpha named Francesco who is living in America with a 19-year-old faggot. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

It’s funny … Over the course of ten years with this site I’ve rarely covered the dismissal of a faggot. I’ve talked about my own dismissals, of course, but rarely any others. I’m sure it’s because faggots aren’t too keen to talk about their failures, and Alphas don’t generally want anything like that to tarnish their own reputation.

But Master Francesco is not a typical Alpha.

His recently-published diet plan for faggots was a huge hit with the readership, and there was a lot of chatter about it among faggots. What the diet plan revealed to me (aside from it’s clinically well-balanced ingredients) was an Alpha who thinks deeply about issues, considers all of the angles, and then strategically implements them for maximum effect. I’m always thrilled to speak with Alphas like him because his intelligence and precision fascinates me. How could a faggot not want to be owned by a Man like him??

But where I see an Alpha whose every word I’d die to obey, his latest faggot only saw as an authoritarian dictator who wouldn’t allow him to do whatever he wanted. What a shame!

You’ll recall that Master Francesco wrote the diet plan in response to the chubby faggot he owned with terrible eating habits that interrupted anal sex. With almost God-like patience and thoughtfulness, Master Francesco implored the faggot to take better care of itself.

But Alphas – even Master Francesco – won’t remain patient forever:

Hey, this is Francesco from Italy, the Alpha who teaches faggots how to eat well.

I’m sorry to tell you that I don’t have a sexy update today, but I believe it’s important to share what happened with me for boys to see what can happen when they insist on their bad behavior. I was going out with a beautiful fag for several weeks, the one who was always bloated and ate only chicken nuggets with french fries. I told him twice how he needed to change his eating habits, I prepared a whole menu for him, and told him I was willing to pay for his food. Not only he was always bloated and took hours to clean himself, but he was also getting chubby. So I tried to be reasonable and prepared a second menu for him. I was very patient and adapted the original menu for an easier one to follow, but still with fibers and lots of water. He disobeyed again and refused to follow it. Then last week I brought him home and was really horny, when I started fucking him the fag literally started to fart on my cock, even after an hour in my bathroom getting ready. It was a huge turn off, I got soft and didn’t want to use him anymore. I know that accidents happen and I’m always patient with my fags, but I told him that he needed to change his habits. Then he said for the third time that he would not, but I could keep him as a cocksucker without fucking his ass if I wanted.

Then I needed to make a tough decision and send him back home. I don’t like the feeling of dismissing a fag like that, but he was already testing my patience. I gave him all the chances to change and in return he gave me disobedience and disrespect. I am 30, he is 19, so I bet he will regret in the future, but it will be too late.

I went on Grindr and found another boy to unload my balls, but I hope to find a good fag to have at home soon. I don’t like using random fags who I haven’t trained. That’s it, Sam. I let this twink go, but there are one million more for my cock to breed. I hope the diet I sent you has helped your audience. If at least one good boy can improve their service with it, I am already happy.

Out of respect for Master Francesco, I will refrain from saying terrible things about this embarrassing, selfish faggot. Needless to say, I’m horrified by its behavior.

Still, the faggot’s terrible choice and its dismissal only allows us to see Master Francesco’s glory even better. What a sterling example of Alphahood he is, and what a wonderful precedent he sets for other Alpha Masters out there! He’s exactly the kind of Alpha every faggot should hope to find and serve better than this faggot did!

I thank and praise Master Francesco for everything he’s brought to this site. I cherish any Alpha who can say something as selfless as this: “I hope the diet I sent you has helped your audience. If at least one good boy can improve their service with it, I am already happy.” THAT is the voice of a TRUE MASTER and PROTECTOR ALPHA, one who reigns in such a way that all of his Kingdom is elevated!

Thank you, Master Francesco!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the hierarchical adventures of a 19-year-old straight Alpha from France named Master Jerome as he takes ownership of his first three faggots. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!

I’m so grateful to the newest generation of straight Alphas rising among us. Raised on knowledge from the internet, these new straight Alphas intellectually and empathetically understand the purpose of faggots, and appreciate it.

They also seem to comprehend this vital truth: true power comes from ownership WITHOUT violence and cruelty. Any dumbfuck can beat an inferior male and get him to submit. But the truly powerful Alpha is worshiped willingly and eagerly by his subs.

I’ve been blessed to know many young Alphas who exemplify this new generation of Kings. Among them, Master Jerome stands apart.

At just 19 years old, I swear straight Master Jerome is already more advanced and more powerful than harsher Alphas twice his age. In fact, Master Jerome consults with these Alphas and already has the composure to reject some of their dubious advice. His integrity makes him even more powerful. What he’s done with Fag C – the one he discovered was raped and infected with HIV – is by itself the gold standard for every Protector Alpha. In my opinion, he’s one of the very greatest God Alphas to ever grace this site or my life.

Master Jerome’s first summer as an Owner of faggots is coming to an end, so he wanted to share an update:

Hey Sam, this is your Master Jerome from France.

Summer is almost over here and I can say this has been the best summer of my life. Fag C is making excellent progress with his therapy and the group of hiv+ people that I found for him. He still struggles a lot with getting fucked in certain positions, though. Last night he was my little spoon and I started kissing his neck and getting hard, we were both wearing just underwear and I went on top of him, with his ass up. He immediately said “please, don’t fuck me in this position.” In a very respectful way as always, but begging me not to fuck him without eye contact. I hate his ex-bf for having traumatized my boy, but there is nothing I can do now to change the past. What matters is that he’s happy with me and, whenever I wanna fuck him in missionary or cowgirl position, his hole is ready for me.

I’ve been thinking a lot about how different faggots react differently to different positions. Among my three boys, I deal with very distinct personalities… Fag A is a total slut (which is a huge compliment), Fag B is romantic but knows how to behave like a bitch when I want, and Fag C is my precious little fag who is always begging to be loved and protected. And these different personalities require different positions and approaches when I fuck them. I’ve been in touch with other Alphas online and most of them don’t care about how the fag reacts to their cocks, they just fuck and throw them out. I can’t blame my brothers, when my balls are full I also want to unload them as soon as possible. But taking care of my fags and fucking them in the positions they like is so much better. My brothers have no idea what they’re missing… when a fag feels respected, he behaves MUCH BETTER, becomes a truly good boy. That’s the case with my three boys now.

What I’ve been doing is: I fuck Fag A doggy style and I get quite rough, grabbing his hair or his neck with one hand, while spanking him with the other. I love to spank a fag’s ass and he can take it as rough as I want. Of course, he would take my cock in any position but he loves doggy and for me it’s the perfect way to fulfil what Fag C cannot do for me. Then I usually fuck Fag B putting him on his stomach on the bed, ass up, then I put my whole weight on him, keep his legs open, and hug him from behind, crossing my arms around his chest. He feels safe, but at the same time completely helpless because he can’t move at all unless I allow him to. And he loves it. I like to bang his hole feeling my balls touching his ass, while I kiss his neck. I found out that Fag B likes when I bite his neck, like a vampire lol not too strong to hurt him of course, but now when I fuck him I leave at least two big hickeys on his neck. He told me that the feeling of my cock stretching his pussy while my teeth mark his neck is the best thing ever, so I don’t mind making my boy happy. And then, my sweet boy Fag C, as you know, is the most fragile one. So I am way less rough with him, but always firm because I don’t him to think that we’re equals. He loves sucking my cock, so I usually give it to him for a long head, but when I’m getting close I tell him to stop and enter his pussy. Because he gets scared with my cock without eye contact (which is completely understandable), I usually start with him riding my cock, so he can feel in charge and safer. Then I move to missionary and fuck him nice and deep, shooting my load as deep as I can. And I kiss his lips during the whole process, repeating things like “you’re my good boy” and “you’re doing so great” and “you make me so proud”

So that’s it Sam, life is going really well here. Some of the Alpha I made friends with tell me to fuck Fag C in whatever positions I want, otherwise I will spoil him. They think he will eventually start answering back and refuse to serve me if I accept his terms. But I do not agree with them. My boy has been great; he’s by far the best cocksucker among the three faggots and if he is not ready yet to be fucked in the positions that traumatized him, my role as an Alpha is to be respectful. He knows his place and never disrespects me, so I don’t see any reason to fuck him in a position he doesn’t enjoy.

Take care, Sam

How can anyone not just fall in love with an Alpha like Master Jerome?

I do understand what these Alphas are trying to emphasize with Master Jerome in regard to forcing them to obey or risk spoiling them. However, Master Jerome quickly recognized that such an approach is more fetish-based than based in reality. He wants to own these faggots long-term, so he knows the importance of building and maintaining the trust of his faggots. That trust morphs into genuine (not forced) respect, something Master Jerome absolutely wants.

I dearly love the importance Master Jerome places on breeding. He recognizes the physiological and psychological power his superior cum has when he pumps it into their pussies. Every straight or gay Alpha that refuses to breed faggots is missing this vital component of true power.

As Master Jerome deepens his ownership of his three loyal faggots, it should be interesting to see how he navigates girlfriends and romantic relationships going forward. Knowing him, I imagine it will be relatively easy. I’m sure females respond to his natural influence and charisma the same as his fags do.

On a side note: what is going on in France?? I know so many Alphas and faggots in France! I realize the word “hierarchy” is of French origin, but the country remains the true epicenter of the Hierarchical movement.

And Master Jerome is the God Alpha leading us all toward a brighter and better future! Thank you, Master Jerome!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the submission of a faggot named Liam to a younger black co-worker named Master Thabo. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

I get a lot of questions (mainly from faggots) about how to serve Alphas they know from their workplace. It’s only natural given how much time we all spend at work and the nature of the workplace as a largely Alpha environment. Of course, approaching a workplace Alpha for service is tougher today given the stricter rules surrounding workplace harassment.

But sometimes good fortune smiles on a faggot with a pure desire to be of service.

Recently I was privileged to meet a faggot named Liam, and he told me the extraordinary story of how he came to be owned by a younger black Alpha named Thabo. The ending will really surprise you!

I am now 41 so probably deemed an older fag, and I didn’t fully start to acknowledge my status until I came across the old website about 8 years ago. 

Before then I had a couple of failed female relationships, and managed to father a child. 

However there was always something missing. Growing up I had interactions with other boys but had always put it down to teenage hormones. 

Anyway 8 years ago I started to explore the notion of being an Alpha. It was around that time I had just broken up with the mother of my child, I was living alone, and the more I read the more I recognised myself in the stories of Alphas/Faggots. 

I was a bit drunk one evening (And I have to say a bit depressed about my current situation). I went onto Grindr and started looking around me. Initially I wasn’t sure I wanted to meet, but I wanted to see what was out there – one profile attracted my attention. It was a black guy – no face pics, but he was advertising that he was looking for a faggot cocksucker. The word faggot was what struck me the most. 

After an hour or two of deliberation, I plucked up the courage to say a simple hello. 

What followed was a solid 5 hours of exchanging messages. I asked him about the use of that word, and explained about the hierarchy I was discovering. He recognised it too, and had also seen the FWA website. Slowly but surely he started to show the Alpha he was – coaxing me into submitting to him. That evening, even though we didn’t meet, he coaxed me to serve him – sending pictures of myself. We even exchanged phone numbers and he had me on a video call humiliating myself. I never saw his face, just his torso. 

Roll on the next day and I couldn’t get him out of my head, but I still didn’t know his name, or what he looked like. I messaged him a good morning but didn’t get a response. Hours passed and nothing. Figuring it was a one hit encounter I focussed on my work – I am a junior manager at the firm I work for. 

Throughout the work day I walked down to the warehouse, and started to notice the people down there – mostly black people. 

I carried out what I needed to do and returned to my office, when I realised I had a whatsapp message. It was him – commenting on how I looked very different in my work suit compared to my birthday suit. 

By this point reality hit in- He worked for the same firm as me. I was panicking, and pleaded with him to be discreet. He replied laughing and said don’t worry – the secret is safe for now, as long as I was a good boy. He then said for me to meet him in a rarely used bathroom next to the warehouse at 4pm. He wanted to find me standing facing the wall, hands on my head.  I still didn’t know who he was! 

The next two hours were a form of torture – 4pm never seemed so far away, but eventually it came, and I nervously walked down. I passed various colleagues who exchanged pleasantries, offered to go for a post work drink, and so on, and all I could think about was what was coming. 

I found the bathroom, and entered, nervously. I adopted the position and waited. My mouth dry, legs slightly shaking until after 10 minutes the door opened. And then he was there, behind me. I fought every instinct to turn around, as he reached round me, undid my belt and slid down my pants and underwear. He told me to kick off my shoes and socks and step out of my pants. He then picked up my boxers, placed them over my head and told me to turn round and kneel. 

I sucked him off – there and then, still unable to see him until he eventually came in my mouth.

He then pushed a sock into my mouth and pulled the boxers off my head. 

For the first time I saw who he was – he worked in the warehouse and was at least 3 levels of seniority below me, yet somehow he wasn’t. He was an Alpha. He held the sock in my mouth and started to speak, explaining how he now owned me, and I was going to do everything he said, otherwise my pictures were being shared to everyone in the office.

That was my first interaction with him, and I knew from then on I was his. Of course there was some reluctance on my part – I had never been a faggot before, but he trained me. He has shown incredible amounts of patience, molding me into what he wanted. 

During Covid he moved in with me, (During a period lockdowns were relaxed). Then another lockdown hit and we had a lot of time together, where he could really cement my training. He controlled everything – my phone, my clothing, even my money (He has never asked me for money, but he does control what I can spend it on). More and more I got used to being kept naked, caged and controlled. He started showing me off to his black friends when they were on zoom calls together, and damn that was humiliating.

He still lives with me, and we have progressed that now I am always kept naked at home. Everyone connected to me personally knows my status. He shares me with his alpha friends, both sexually and domestically.

We are planning to get married soon, but the service will be around me declaring my servitude to him. 

I think I have covered most of our Journey, I am sure there are parts that people will want more detail on though, so happy to expand where people want it.

Fag Liam

Can you believe how well that worked out??

First of all, I’m really humbled and surprised that both Liam and Master Thabo were readers of FagsWorshipAlphas.com, the site that led into this one. That site and this one (as well as the podcast) have had more reach and influence than I ever anticipated when I started it ten years ago! While I’m sure Master Thabo needed little help from me to embrace his truth, it’s nice that my work helped Liam accept his faghood and finally take the steps needed to find fulfillment!

That bathroom encounter was a bold first move, but anybody who knows anything about black Alphas knows they fear very little. They have the dick and the power to make any opposers stand down and/or submit. But the more significant impact of his bold first move was to impress upon his new faggot Liam that he is a fearless Master who expects obedience and service wherever he might demand it.

It seems like Master Thabo has done an excellent job training Liam to be exactly that obedient slave every black Alpha deserves, including serving his Alpha Pack brothers sexually and domestically! This is a wonderful compliment Master Thabo is paying Liam, because he is proud of his faggot!

In fact, he’s so proud of his faggot that he’s planning to MARRY him! For those keeping score, this will be the FIFTH Alpha/faggot marriage to come (in part) from this site and my efforts! Name another site anywhere on the World Wide Web that can match the record of what is being accomplished here DAILY! Don’t even bother because it doesn’t exist!

I think Liam’s story should be one all aging faggots should meditate upon. Sure, Liam is just 41 years old, so it’s not like he’s ready for the old folk’s home … but he’s obviously insecure about it (mainly due to the fact that his Master is several years younger). My point is this: it’s NEVER too late to find an Alpha to serve in some way! Humble yourself and earnestly offer yourself, and Alphas will find a way to use you and incorporate you into their lives!

I thank my brother Liam for sharing his incredible story!

One of the most delicate gifts I ever receive with this site is trust. I safeguard the trust of those who give it to me like my very existence depended upon it. The secrets I’ve held over the years would blow your mind; entire threads have gone unpublished simply because I didn’t want to risk those who came to me in trust. I will never betray anyone who comes to me in good faith.

And that is especially true when a parent comes to me for help with their children.

So often I receive messages from confused, shocked, or frightened parents who are unsure of what to do with their child who seems to be too powerful to control (like young Master Lucas) or too feminine to fit in with boys (the many young faggots I’ve counseled over the years). These parents (usually fathers) write me letters filled with fear and desperation, so eager to understand their suddenly-distant and struggling son. It truly wrenches my heart every time.

I wish some of these inspiring fathers could replace my own father, who knew I was a fucked-up kid and decided to largely turn his back on me. The fact that these glorious Men work so tirelessly to reach the hearts of their sons makes me hope for a time of better understanding ahead!

The latest example of such a great father is a Man named Alex. He lost his wife a few years ago, and he’s been raising his son Samuel (hey, great name!) by himself ever since.

The wrinkle is this: Samuel is fairly obviously a faggot.

Of course, as a straight Man, Sir Alex knows next-to-nothing about this or what might best benefit his son. But one thing is certain: Sir Alex wants whatever is best for him and will finally bring his son back to life since the death of his mother. And I can think of nothing more noble and beautiful in this broken world than that!

There is one interesting aspect to this story near the end, but I’ll let Sir Alex tell it:

Hello! My name is Alex, I am 39, talking from Mexico. I’d like to share my story with you, Sam. I have a 19-year-old son called Samuel just like you. I got married when I was his age, and he was born when I was 20. I wanted to spend my whole life with his mother as my loyal wife and raise Sam to be confident and successful man. But tragically my wife had cancer and passed away in 2021, when Sam was 15. Since then, I have committed my whole life to take care of my boy, night and day. My top priority in life is to see Sam happy, no matter who he is or what he feels.

Sam has always been very obedient and a really good boy at school and at home. When he was 5 or 6 he used to love Barbie movies and he spent most of his teenage years watching make-up tutorials online. So for me it is very obvious that he is gay, and this is totally fine for me. I love him no matter what. I am very young and always try to be a open-minded father for my son. But since my wife passed away Sam has been really depressed and I feel that I hardly ever see his beautiful smile nowadays. I talk a lot with him about the importance of moving forward, and that his mom wouldn’t want to see us suffering forever. But it’s been really hard to navigate this.

But the reason why I am telling you these things is because my best friend from school, whom I’ve been friends with for 25 years now, is gay and married to another guy. His name is Pablo and has known Sam since he was born, he was always the nice uncle (although not blood related) bringing presents to my son. When my wife passed away, he proved to be a real brother and gave a lot of support to Sam when I needed to work. I’ve asked Pablo many times if he thinks Sam is gay, and since my kid was 12 Pablo had no doubts that Sam was gay. More recently, I’ve tried anything to see my son happy again, you have no idea. There is nothing in the world that I want more than seeing my son moving forward and having a happy life. So a few weeks ago, since they are so close to each other, my friend Pablo asked me if I would allow Sam to spend some time at his place with his husband.

At first, I didn’t like the idea because I’ve protected Sam with my own hands since he was born. But Pablo was very honest to me and said that in his opinion my son is lost and he needs a male figure that I cannot be for him. He said that with his husband Sam would have a better environment to relax, open his mind, and explore his identity. We’ve been friends for 25 years and know everything about each other’s life, so I was very straightforward and asked him if he wanted to have sex with my son. Then he admitted that it wouldn’t be a bad idea because Sam is a virgin and needs to have a real Man guiding him. Pablo thinks that losing his virginity with someone he trusts will make Sam see other possibilities in life.

As I said, I’m very open-minded and would accept my son no matter what. But I don’t know how to react. Pablo said that he will not try to seduce my son without my consent, but he truly believes that it’s time for me to let it go. I asked Sam if he would like to spend a few weeks with Pablo and his husband, and my son opened a big smile and was really excited about the idea. I also should say that Sam loves social media and loves to put sexy pictures wearing his swim trunks for his close friends on Instagram stories. And do you know how I found it out? I am not on his close friends, but Pablo was, and I suspect that Sam only had Pablo in his close friends because my son is very shy and would not show sexy pictures to anyone.

So I have many hints that Sam is into Pablo, but at the same time I’m afraid that this is a bad idea. I wanted my son to find a boyfriend his age who would treat him well, and love him. I have never thought about my best friend to do so. He has a open relationship with his husband, but I don’t want my son to be just a little side fun for them. I trust Pablo more than anyone else on Earth, and he told me that he wants to “take care” of my son, not just have sex.

After some time discussing this, Pablo said that he has been following your work for many years on Twitter, and sent me this website. He told me to read some stories and learn about hierarchy. And I did it. I understand everything you say here, and I understand that some men are submissive, others are not. I can deal with all of that, and that’s fine. But in Sam’s case, I really need an outside opinion before deciding what to do with my son.

In any case, I would like to thank you for your time and I hope you could share your thoughts with me.

Hopefully this beautiful letter moved you the same way it did me! I’d love to give Sir Alex a hug for trusting me with this!

Given what I know, it’s clear that (a) Samuel is a natural-born faggot, and (b) Sir Alex’s best friend Pablo is an Alpha and Master who seems very much to be a Protector Alpha (certainly he would be for Samuel, anyway).

In theory I wholeheartedly agree with Master Pablo that Samuel needs to be given a chance to serve a Man as he was born to do. Fulfillment of purpose is something we all strive for in our own way. When we realize that purpose, it opens all of the locked doors in our hearts and minds. Samuel deserves to experience that just like anyone else. In fact, I suggest he might need it even more than most.

When a faggot loses a mother, the faggot loses his first true ally (most of the time). Men are frightening and distant to most young faggots, so a motherless faggot often withdraws. It’s something that simply can’t be avoided at this stage of development.

But Master Pablo seems to understand what I do, that Samuel would likely blossom with training, simple things like foot worship, and some sexual experience. The fact that Samuel opened up immediately to the idea of staying with Master Pablo tells me a lot about Samuel’s interests and desires.

To my dear Sir, Alex, I just want to say that Samuel will be okay in the care of your best friend. He’s not going to corrupt your son or ever hurt him. In fact, Master Pablo will be working to FREE your son. Your little boy has been Master Pablo’s little boy, too. He’s cared for Samuel as if he were his own son. Master Pablo will only ever seek the best for Samuel, just as you always will.

But there are simply some things a father generally cannot do for his son. This is one of them when that son is a faggot.

I’m sure there will be a time when Samuel understands this moment in time, a moment when Sir Alex made a brave and wise decision to give him freedom and a chance to find purpose. At that time he will hug his father tightly, tears in his eyes, and thank him for such a blessing!

But until then, Sir Alex, you have my utmost respect and everlasting thanks! Please keep me informed when possible, Sir!

The following post is part of a thread following the development of a deep Master/faggot relationship between a faggot named Alberto and his straight childhood friend and Master Andre. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

When my brother Alberto wrote to tell me how straight Master Andre got rid of his conniving, manipulative girlfriend Angela (HERE), I asked Alberto to finally show his Master the entire thread concerning their lives. At the very least, I wanted to show respect to a great Alpha like him, but I also hoped he might more fully understand Hierarchy by putting his experience in greater context.

I knew Alberto would do it, because he is an excellent faggot. Good boy, Alberto! I’m proud of you!

What follows is Master Andre’s most incredible response to what he discovered. Through his words we can see the righteous heart of a natural-born Protector Alpha and true King:

Hi, I am not sure how to start this letter, but my name is Andre. You have been talking to my friend Alberto and my ex-girlfriend Angela. Last night, Alberto told me everything that goes on here and sent me a link with all the posts from Angela and himself, since April. I read every single word and at first was quite upset that my story was being shared for thousands of people without my consent. But Alberto was right next to me and told me that he did not want to do it, he just reached out to you after everything that happened with Angela. And that’s okay, it’s no reason to be mad at him.

Now that everybody knows what is going on, I’d like to know the famous Sam as well, since Angela and Alberto seem to really enjoy what you do here. What Alberto said about us is all true, we’ve been friends since we were born and I have always protected him. When we were at high school, everybody liked me, I went out with many girls, and I had no problems at all with the guys. But I lost many friends defending Alberto (and I would’ve lost all of them to protect my little brother). I remember one day that I was at soccer practice, came back to the classroom, and found Alberto alone crying at the corner of the room, with one of my closest friends laughing. The teacher hasn’t come yet, so there was just a bunch of students there. Some girls hanging out, some guys talking, and them Alberto was the only one by himself, crying and nobody was doing anything. I could feel my blood boiling looking at Alberto lonely like that, so I ignored everyone else and went to him like an arrow to the corner of the room. I first asked if he was hurt because some guys had already tried to punch him for being gay and I was always around to save him. He hugged me when I approached him, saying that he wasn’t hurt, but he was feeling embarrassed because that guy laughing (who was my friend from soccer) had spit on him. Then he showed me his uniform and there was a disgusting spit already drying out on his t-shirt.

I turned to the guy still laughing at Alberto and asked what was going on. The guy, probably thinking that I would laugh with him, just said “well, if he wants to be a faggot, he needs to get used to it.” Alberto had not stopped crying yet, he was so afraid, he was shaking in fear at the corner of the room, afraid of even looking at the guy. My only reaction was grabbing the guy with my left hand and punching him with my right hand three times, right to his face. When he tried to punch back, I spit right on his eyes and said “you’re right, it feels good to spit on a faggot”. When the teacher entered the room, she saw Alberto crying, the other guy with a bleeding mouth and spit on his face, and I was standing between them. We were all sent to the principal’s room and we were all suspended, including Alberto who had not done anything wrong, but the homophobic slut always found ways to punish him for being a victim. We went back home and Alberto couldn’t stop repeating how sorry he was because I got in trouble because of him, I told him that I did what I should have done and he shouldn’t be sorry for anything. He was really embarrassed and disgusted for that shirt with the guy’s spit, so I took my shirt off, gave it to him, and threw his shirt out. So we walked down the street side by side, I was shirtless, he was wearing a shirt twice his size. But at least nobody would hurt him with me there.

I was 17 and I know my attitude was wrong, I shouldn’t have punched the guy, nor used the expression “faggot” as a slur to insult him. I should have taken care of Alberto instead of unleashing my anger on his bully. In any case, this is just one of the many times I got in trouble to protect him and I would have done everything again if I could go back in time. The whole point is that Alberto is really important to me. He is more important than any of my family members, to be honest. I wake up everyday thinking about how to make sure he is safe, protected, and happy. For this reason, a lot of people think that I am gay or that we are a couple. And I want to make it very clear, now that my life is public here: I am not gay, I have never thought about being gay, I have no doubts about that. I love women, I feel attraction for women, and I want to get married one day and have children with a woman.

Moreover, before meeting Angela, I had always seen Alberto as a little brother, so I would never feel any sort of sexual attraction toward him, even if he was a girl. But Angela gets really horny when she sees strong men fucking submissive men, and she insisted a lot, you have no idea. She said in her first post that I said “a hole is a hole” but this is a complete lie. First, I had never thought about being with another man before. Also, I would never refer to Alberto as “a hole”, he’s the most important person in my life. What happened in fact is that Angela basically blackmailed me and after three or four fucks, she said that she would not let me fuck her again, unless I brought a third one to our bed. His pussy was a great fuck, so I tried to convince her to forget about that, but she was totally inflexible. That was the only reason why I considered touching another man. Otherwise, I would never do it.  She also said that we had “the right amount of wine”, but that was not the case either. She brought a lot of alcohol one night and did not drink anything, she kept insisting on to drink a lot, but she remained sober the whole time. When Alberto and I were completely drunk, she put my dick out pretending that she would suck it, and then she forced Alberto’s head against my cock. We never agreed to do it, but we were too drunk, and I was barely reacting at that point.

On the next morning, she told me that if I didn’t start fucking her with Alberto by my side she would tell all my friends and family that I was in the closet and that I have always been Alberto’s boyfriend, since middle school, which couldn’t be more false. But I didn’t want her to go around spreading this lie, so I decided to let Alberto suck me one day and at first it was really weird, but he confessed all the feelings he had for me and said that would be a great honor if I allowed him to touch my cock. So I let him do it and I won’t lie: I started enjoying it, although it felt weird for several days until I got used to it.

Another important thing that I must say is that Angela did all this scheme because she is really into that. She would love touching herself while Alberto was on all fours for me, but she has never thought about Alberto. What she said about Alberto not being smooth for me and I got angry at him is ridiculous, that never happened that way. What really happened that night is that Alberto in fact was a little hairy and when I saw him that way I told him that I wasn’t comfortable fucking him, but I immediately said that he could just stay with us, suck my dick, and have a good time. But Angela then said that if he wasn’t ready to take my cock, he could leave and wait in the other room. I never told him to leave, she lied for you. I was too horny, so I didn’t discuss, and banged her really hard, this part is true. But as soon as I finished, I went out to get Alberto in my arms, and told him that everything was fine, I didn’t want him to be upset. Then he sucked me (much better than Angela, btw), and I gave him a load to taste before going to bed.

Anyway, I think this is enough for you to know how selfish Angela was. Alberto’s last post, unlike hers, is 100% true in every single detail. But I also want to add that, besides trying to deceive me and getting pregnant without telling me, she would always talk to me when we were alone trying to get rid of Alberto. When we were in bed by ourselves she would say things like “you know, one day you will need to send Alberto back to his house, he can’t be here forever”. She literally just wanted Alberto’s hole to get horny watching me as I fuck him, and never more. Alberto is too naive sometimes and he thought they were friends, but she only wanted to fulfill her fantasy using the two of us. Now she will need to find somebody else because I don’t want her in my house ever again.

I admit that everything is really new to me. I have been fucking girls since I was 15, but now I am also fucking my best friend and it still is a little confusing. But at the same time I don’t want to stop having sex with Alberto. The way he looks at me, the way he follows what I tell him to do, the way he cooks and cleans the whole house. It’s difficult to describe how sweet he is. I haven’t seen your whole website yet, but I feel I have a lot to learn about what you call hierarchy. I would never call Alberto a “faggot” because this is a horrible word for me, but he’s trying to show me what it really means among homosexuals. I don’t know if I am bisexual, but I don’t think so because I do not get horny watching two guys making out. But when Alberto comes to my room completely naked I can only think about putting some cum deep inside of him.

I wanted to turn this page and introduce myself to you, Sam. I have no idea about what will happen next, but Alberto is my little brother and my best friend. Just like I got suspended multiple times in school protecting him, I will never let a woman separate us, no matter what it takes.

It is nice to meet you, Sam. Take care.

Best,

André.

Magnificent! What a breathtaking ode to deep friendship, true love, and the unrelenting power of a straight Protector Alpha!

I’ll talk directly to you, Master Andre, for the remainder of this post.

Master, first of all I thank you and praise you for what you’ve grown to be and the deep relationship you’ve built with Alberto. It’s one built on now decades of trust and loyalty and love. It’s an unshakeable bond, mainly due to your powerful Alpha instincts and Alberto’s submissive devotion.

But let me clear up a few of your concerns.

First of all, you are not bisexual or gay. You’re a straight Alpha. Straight Men have always owned and used faggots, not because they’re confused or can’t get pussy, but because of the POWER they feel when they are served by fags. If you glance through the stories embedded in the right sidebar, you’ll find thread after thread of real-life stories involving straight Alphas who have discovered the truth of faggot ownership and greater power. I think you are already understanding some of that through your use and ownership of Alberto.

And Master, I can appreciate your noble dislike of the term “faggot” to describe Alberto or myself. It shows you have a good heart. But I assure you that true faggots like us do not consider the term to be an insult, but rather a validation. We faggots are made by nature to serve and please Men like you, Master. There are few things more thrilling to us than to hear Men like you say “good boy” or “good faggot” because we feel validated in our natural role. I hope you understand this, Master.

I wanted to address the awesome statement you made about your newfound desire to pump your cum into Alberto when you see him. Why do you think that is? You may not realize it consciously, but Men (and particularly Alphas) use their cum to mark their territory, to claim people as property. By feeding/breeding Alberto, you’re staking your claim as his Owner, his Master. It is the deepest possible union, as your DNA is now part of Alberto’s bloodstream and you’ve marked him body and soul. He’s your faggot forever, Master!

So what’s next? You could take additional steps of ownership, like putting a chastity cage on Alberto or maybe putting a collar on him. I’m sure chastity cages seem like a punishment to you, Master (and sometimes they are used that way), but chastity cages also help faggots deepen their submission and respect for Alpha cock. However, Alberto is such an exceptional faggot that a chastity cage may not be necessary.

If you choose to give Alberto something like a cage or collar, I do recommend that you do it ceremonially. Make it a special event. This will impress upon Alberto’s mind and heart the seriousness of it.

Master, I am so very grateful for your letter and for the privilege of speaking with you! I think you are truly starting to grasp the greater power and purpose within you, as well as your true place in Hierarchy. And, thanks to your loyal friend and faggot Alberto, you can now embrace that destiny!

You can always reach me directly at hierarchyuniversity@gmail.com, Master.

Thank you endlessly!

Yours,

sam the faggot

The following post is part of a thread following the development of a deep Master/faggot relationship between a faggot named Alberto and his straight childhood friend and Master Andre. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

When people try to tell me that straight Alphas don’t use or own faggots, I know they are completely wrong. I’ve been owned by or served multiple straight Alphas in my life, and I’ve chronicled so many real-life examples of this here that it’s irrefutable.

I can tell you that the probability of a straight Alpha owning a faggot goes up exponentially if the pair have known each other for a long time. If they have been friends. I think there is a part of an Alpha that is triggered when he understands his friend that he cares about is a vulnerable faggot who just wants to serve. A protective instinct takes over, and he is much more likely to take ownership of him.

I say this because I’ve been covering the life of young Alpha King Master Andre and his girlfriend Angela, who brought his fag friend Alberto in to serve as part of a threesome.

Angela left out much of the history between Master Andre and Alberto, mainly because she was more concerned with her own needs and perspective (typical female). But something dramatic has happened, and this has caused Alberto to reach out to me for the first time.

Before I share this, I just want to say that this letter touched me deeply. I honestly cannot wait to comment on it, so let’s get into it:

Hello my brother Sam, my name is Alberto and you don’t know me yet, but you know my story very well. I serve Master Andre, and his girlfriend Angela has been updating you about us. You even created a thread named King Andre for our amazing and wonderful King. Angela loves Alpha on fag porn and she showed me your website. She asked me not to write to you because she wanted to be in charge of our updates, and I was happy to follow her. But things got out of control and I decided to reach out to you.

When I say that Andre is my King, I’m not kidding at all. Our families were really close and out mothers got pregnant at the same time. My mom says that, when we were 5 playing together with our toys in the backyard, he would keep an eye on me and make sure that I was safe at all times. That’s the level of his Alphahood. He really is a wonderful Man. It was inevitable that I would develop a huge crush on him as we grew up. I know Angela told you this in her first account but it was not very accurate, so I’ll explain my story to you. I hope you don’t mind, Sam.

Andre and I went to kindergarten, middle school and high school together, side by side, every single day. When we were 18, I could not stop thinking about him, he was my first and biggest crush, and I would dream with him, take screenshots of his shirtless pics to jerk off later, and so on. But he is very straight, so I was okay with the idea that I would never have the joy of serving him. I would see him fucking all the girls in our high school and just dream about it, without never admitting to him my feelings. We were like brothers and he always took care of me. I had horrible bullies during high school and Andre received several notifications for bad behavior because he would beat up anyone who dared to make a homophobic joke about me.

He wanted me to be happy and he is incredibly gay-friendly, so he has always tried to find guys to fuck me, because while he would go out with dozens of girls I used to stay home by myself playing video games every Friday night. When we turned 18, he insisted that I should go on apps and find a Man to take my virginity, but I wasn’t brave enough to admit that the only dick I wanted was his. So we graduated together, took our pics together as two brothers, and I begged him to go to college with him because I could never imagine facing reality without him. He proved me again how wonderful he is and applied for the same schools I wanted, so we went together to college.

We did not live together during college, but we got even closer to each other. The dynamic was similar to our lives in high school: Andre fucked and bred every single girl on campus, and I was too afraid of embracing my true identity because, although I knew I was a sub gay man, I was obsessed with him and only him. I did not want to touch any other dick on Earth, so I just remained a virgin and focused on my degree. When we finished college, we started working in different places, but always talking to each other every day. Andre is so perfect that he would text me every morning just to make sure I was okay going to work without him.

Then my whole life changed in 2022 in the most traumatic day of my life. I would jerk off multiple times a day imagining Andre fucking me, but since high school I only used my fingers in my hole. One day, after years thinking about it, I decided to buy an actual dildo to imagine Andre deep down inside of me. At first, it was amazing, I would put a lot of lube on it and stretch my hole looking at Andre’s pictures. I had the biggest orgasm of my life during this time. I was truly convinced that I could spend my whole life as a virgin just with Andre’s pictures and my big dildo. My family is extremely conservative and homophobic, so I kept the lube and the dildo very well hidden in my closet.

But one day when I was 25, my dad was suspecting that I was gay, which is obvious because I’m very girly, so he called Andre and asked very directly if I was gay. Andre was always with hundreds of girls and I had never in my whole life mentioned a girl, even though I was always hanging out with him, so it was quite clear. But my King Andre knew that my father would not react well, so he lied and said that I was straight and that I fucked girls at college, which is very ironic because Andre was all the times trying to find a guy to fuck and breed me. My father loves Andre and since I was a kid he would shove it in my face how he would prefer that Andre was his real son, not me. After talking to Andre, my dad entered my room and started going through my things trying to find condoms or anything to prove that I was fucking girls.

But the only thing he found was a big dildo and a bottle of lube. When I arrived home that night, he didn’t even let me talk. He had the dildo on the living room table and, when I tried to say something, he threw a punch right on my face. I have always been very skinny and fragile, so it was impossible to fight back. I tried to hold his arms, but he just punched me again on my chest and on my face. I am sorry to tell you these things Sam, I know your site has a much happier tone, but I’ve been reading your content and do want to share this with you. I hope you don’t mind. My mother held my dad because he went to the kitchen to get a knife, ready to k*ll me. But my mother is also small, so she only held him for a few seconds. I ran away and my only thought was calling Andre.

I called Andre and I was shaking, crying, sobbing, I just wanted to be in his arms. I was literally in the middle of the street crying out loud, both my hands shaking. Once again, he showed me the God and King he is. He was with a girl in his house, ready to fuck her soon, but he immediately told her to go home because “his little brother was in danger.” He drove to me in less than 10 minutes, put me inside his car, and stayed there, parked on the street for an hour, just holding me and letting me cry on his shoulder. I couldn’t move, I couldn’t speak, I was just repeating things like “I’m so stupid, I’m worthless, all because of a stupid dildo, I’m an idiot.” Andre held me during a whole hour, never letting me go. Then he kissed my forehead, cleaned my tears, looked in my eyes and said that I was perfect the way I am. There was nothing wrong about what I had done and my father would never understand the perfect son he had. My face was bleeding because my father’s wedding ring hit me right on my cheekbone, so Andre took me home, cleaned the wound, ordered food for us, and he put me to sleep like a baby, on his chest. I was still crying, shaking and afraid, but he held me tight until I fell asleep on his chest.

I wanted to go back home the following day to get my stuff, because I only had my phone and the clothes I was wearing. Even my wallet was in my room. But of course I was terrified and afraid of going there. Andre told me that he would never let me go there again by myself, so he went with me, which made me feel much safer. My father is horribly homophobic, so when we arrived there together he looked at Andre and said “how disappointing Andre, are you a faggot as well walking around with this one?” It really hurt my feelings to see my father referring to me as “this one”, but I took a deep breath and let Andre do all the talking for me.

Oh Sam, that was the moment when I really noticed what a powerful and mighty King Andre is. He grew up close to my father, so Andre always respected my father like he does with his own. But when he say the way my dad was treating me, Andre just said “Alberto is my little brother, and I’ll be with him no matter what. I don’t care if you won’t talk to me anymore, but if you ever try to hit him again, you’ll need to hit me first”, then Andre held my hand and walked to my room to get my stuff. My father tried to stop him and said “this is my house and everything in his room is mine now”. Then I started crying again because I had bought everything with my own money: computer, television, clothes, watches, it was thousands and thousands of my hard earned money there, and I thought there was nothing to do. But Andre simply looked to my father and said “I don’t recall asking your permission to do so, now get out of the way”

I thought my father would try to attack Andre as he did with me, but unbelievably he stepped aside and let my King into my room. We picked up everything, put in Andre’s car and he even told my father that he would be back soon to get the rest, so my father should leave the door open. And my dad obeyed! It was really shocking. After that day, I moved in and we’ve been living together since 2022. We’re both 28 now and Angela entered our life in November 2024, 10 months ago.

I am sorry for the long account Sam, but I really needed to tell you who I am for you to understand the true power of Andre and his importance of my life. Now I can tell you why I am disobeying Angela and reaching out to you:

As you already know, Andre has been fucking me for some months now, which is my biggest dream coming true. She told you the truth when she said that it started happening thanks to her, and I will be always grateful for that. However, her behavior is really bossy sometimes, and my King does no deserve that. I think you could have an idea of how she is based on her accounts, but that thing about anal sex took a crazy proportion between the three of us. Andre told me that my hole feels amazing but he really wants to try Angela’s ass too. I told him that he has the right to fuck whatever hole he wants, which for me is the only possible answer. But Angela refused to do it.

Andre started to talk about it around late June and our month of July was not as good as the previous ones because of that. I offered King Andre my own hole multiple times, I even told him that I could fully dress like a girl, or find virgin faggots for him. I was just trying to help. But Andre told me that it is not Angela’s virgin ass that matters for him, but he wanted to see how she would react to this. And as you can imagine, her reaction was the worst possible and she kept saying that Andre should be grateful to have her tight pussy only for him and forget about her ass. Then things escalated last week because Angela confided to me that she would stop taking her contraceptive pills without letting Andre know, so she would get pregnant and then, according to her plan, our King would need to marry her and she would never let him fuck her ass. Oh my God Sam, can you imagine my face when she told me that? I feel bad because Angela had become really close friends in these past 6 months, but that was too much. So before Andre fucked her, I told everything to him. My King simply called the both of us to the living room and said “something really sad is going on here: whether my loyal boy is lying to me, or my girlfriend thinks I am stupid. I give you both 5 seconds to tell me which is the case.”

My only reaction was kneeling and holding his leg, saying that I would never lie to him. Angela tried to lie again and say that it was a misunderstanding, but Andre looked at her with a really serious face and she admitted everything. She said that she would try to get pregnant without Andre’s consent hoping that, if she had a child, he would stay with her and accept her rules, including never having anal sex. My King is a real gentleman, so he was furious but did not yell or offended her. It was so beautiful to see his power, Sam. He just said “Angela, I am breaking up with you. I will take Alberto out for dinner and you have 2 hours to take all your stuff from my room and leave the house. Anything that I find here after I’m back will be thrown away. If you refuse to leave, I will call the police. Goodnight.”

What a real demonstration of power from a magnific protector Alpha! I was crying again realizing that our throuple was over, but also so relieved that Andre did not turn against me. He took me to his car and drove me to my favorite restaurant. I told him that I was really sorry and he just said “you’ve been with me for 28 years. Angela is just a pussy from Tinder. Do not be sorry, baby. You did exactly what I expect you to do. I would be really disappointed if I she got pregnant just to keep me and you were her accomplice”

Anyway brother Sam, I think that’s enough for today. Once again, I apologize for the long letter. But I really needed to vent and share my feelings with you. They broke up last Sunday, so it’s been just 5 days now, and Angela doesn’t stop calling me and calling him trying to come back. I told Andre that I will support him no matter what and would be happy to train Angela better, but I don’t think she wants to change… do you think I made the right decision, brother? I don’t know… Andre was so happy fucking the two of us. I feel that even with a child they could find a way to be happy together, and actually I am really good with kids. I’d love to hear your thoughts on this whole situation. I’m always happy when I’m serving Andre, but I’ve felt guilty this week after this terrible incident.

In case you want to add this letter to King Andre’s thread, it would be a huge honor to be featured on your website. I really admire what you do here for faggots like me.

Thank you, brother.

I am astonished by the deep level of commitment and humility shown by Alberto! He truly adores and worships Master Andre as completely as any faggot ever has! I think Master Andre would be proud to know how badly you yearn to please him every day, brother!

And to that end, I want you to do something, Alberto: I want you to show Master Andre this thread. He needs to know about all of this, because I think when he sees it in its totality he will understand exactly how powerful he truly is!

And my goodness … Master Andre really came to life through your words, dear brother! It’s clear that Master Andre is a defiant Protector Alpha willing to take on any wrongdoer regardless of status or position. He has a strong sense of himself and what he wants, and nothing stops him!

To be honest, when I compare how you described Master Andre with Angela’s description, it’s almost like she knew only the surface of this growing King!

You, however, know his heart! And what a wondrous heart it is! It’s the heart of a fierce and protective God Alpha!

I could’ve cried while reading about all of the abuse Alberto suffered in school and then from his own father! So terrifying and heartbreaking! Thank goodness Master Andre fearlessly defended him and comforted him!

I’m sure it must’ve been frustrating to watch Master Andre start a relationship with Angela and move her in. It’s always hard when we fags are serving a straight Alpha and surrendering our hearts and lives to them, only to watch as they fall in love with a female and forget us. I’ve had that happen multiple times, and I still feel that empty ache over it.

To Master Andre’s credit, he never forgot his faggot friend despite Angela’s presence. And once Angela had the brainstorm to include Alberto into their sex lives (for her own selfish reasons, of course, but still…), Master Andre was open to using Alberto sexually for the first time.

And he ascended!

Alberto asked me if I thought he did the right thing in reporting Angela’s evil plan to trap Master Andre into fatherhood. The unequivocal answer is YES, YOU DID THE EXACT RIGHT THING, BROTHER!

In fact, I couldn’t be prouder of you for this! Think of it this way: Master Andre saved you multiple times during your lives … and this your opportunity to save him!!

A great faggot is one who does more than massages feet or tributes money or offers holes to fuck. A great faggot is dedicated to the betterment of an Alpha’s entire life!

You selflessly and courageously protected Master Andre’s entire life by shielding him from Angela’s horrific machinations! Master Andre is undoubtedly very proud of you as well, and I’m sure he’s glad to own you as his personal faggot!

I’m so impressed by Master Andre’s commanding decisiveness, both with your father and Angela! He doesn’t tolerate disobedience or injustice, and he acts swiftly to quell it! He’s going to become a great leader and God Alpha for sure!

And I have no doubt you will be kneeling at his right hand, his main faggot and trusted confidante!

Thank you Alberto for sharing this important and impactful account with everyone!

I love you, brother!

sam the faggot

P.S. I am going to make your own header for your own thread just as soon as I get my computer out of storage. Technically you already have a thread here, but you deserve to be highlighted as a great faggot of a great God Alpha!

❤️

The following post is part of a thread following the rise of a 22-year-old Italian Alpha named Master Paolo who owns a muscle faggot. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

It seems that Master Jose’s heartfelt letter has inspired quite a few people! A few faggots have weighed in privately and in comments about the story, but given this is a story about Alpha Hierarchy, I’m mostly focused on the opinions of Alphas.

Fortunately, Alphas have been weighing in. Master Jase wrote a magnificent letter in support of Alphas breeding Alphas. Now the eloquent young Master Paolo has written something as well.

I do think Master Paolo’s perspective is of particular importance precisely because of his age. You see, at 22 years old, Master Paolo represents the next wave of Alphas. He points to the future of the Alpha class and how they will lead our world.

I love what he says here:

Hey pretty fag, this is Master Paolo

What a hot account of my brothers Jose and Lorenzo. Even hotter to see how my other brother Jase reacted to it. Fuck, I love to imagine powerful men fucking muscular guys. But this whole debate and Jase’s insights made me think a lot about myself. As you know well, I’m not into femboys and twinks, which is probably rare among other Alphas, but that also gives me a privileged position to think about fucking other Alphas. Reading what Jose has been through made me realize that I’ve fucked other Alphas in the past as well.

I used to think that any guy who would take my cock is a faggot and that was it. But that’s not true. Remember what I told you about power bottoms? Some of them are just bad fags who do not obey as they must, but I’m now realizing that some of those guys who I saw as power bottoms were in fact Alphas taking my cock!

Let me give you an example. Last year, I met a guy called Matteo at the gym. I made friends with him and he invited me to go to his place to watch a soccer game. We did it and in the middle of the match his boyfriend arrived, a total fag. The fag was wearing make up, tiny shorts, he looked like a girl to be honest. Matteo kissed his lips and I was not attracted to the faggot at all, he was too girly. But Matteo was really attractive and I couldn’t stop thinking about fucking him. We got closer and I went to his house a few more times, then one day we were drinking wine and he told me that he was looking for a man to fuck his girly boyfriend. He said he wanted to have a 3some, but not with another femboy, but with a man like me.

I was not too crazy about fucking that femboy fag, but at the end of the day I am a man and a hole is a hole lol so I told him that I was down to do it. The fag was really obedient and took my cock in his mouth with no complaints. Matteo held the boy’s head and forced it against my cock, and I started kissing Matteo. The fag served us for a long time, he was in heaven sucking our cocks. I don’t like touching dick so I did not do anything with Matteo, but he was crazy about holding my cock and put it in the fag’s mouth. Then I got bold after a while and said “well, if you like it, you should suck it too”

I thought he would never do it, but Matteo immediately open his mouth and took my whole cock while his fag took care of my balls. It was awesome Sam, you have no idea. I felt like a King at that moment. We started banging the fag doggy style, with Matteo in his mouth and I banging his ass. It felt really good, but Matteo told me not to cum yet. Then he took his cock out the fag’s ass, and said that he really wanted to try something new. He put the fag on all fours on the edge of the bed, started banging the fag, but when I was about to go to the boy’s mouth, Matteo told me that he wanted to feel me inside his ass.

I was really confused and took me 3 seconds to move LOL but it was not the time to ask questions, so I just put some lube on my cock, fingered his ass a little bit, and entered his hole. Matteo was really tight (and later he told me he was a virgin), so I did not go rough, but looking at that strong man banging his fag and giving his hole to me at the same time was too much for me, so I got really close with a few thrusts and told Matteo that I would cum on the fag’s face, but for my surprise he held my neck and told me to stay inside of him.

Imagine the scene Sam: the femboy with his ass up being roughly banged by Matteo, then Matteo standing next to the bed holding the fag with his left hand, but hugging me behind him with his right arm, and I was with my both hands in Matteo’s hips going deep into his tight hole. When he told me to stay, I got crazy, gave him a few more strong thrusts and pumped my load deep inside of him. It felt amazing. Feeling my cum inside of his ass, Matteo shot a huge inside of his fag’s pussy. And the fag, as it should be, did not cum at all, but took a big load in his hole.

Why am I telling you this whole story? Well, because you love hot accounts LOL but that’s not the only reason. After knowing more about Jose and Lorenzo, I understood way more this experience I had. Matteo realized he was not a God Alpha, but he was still an Alpha, so he wanted to have a stronger one breeding his while he was breeding his sub fag. And for my luck he saw this powerful man in me when we were together at the gym. I know it’s easier to think that hierarchy is binary and there are just those who fuck and those who are fucked. But trust me, things are more complex. I have fucked guys that were very dominant with their boyfriends, but took my dick when I wanted to fuck them. In other words Sam, hierarchy is not the 2 sides of a coin; it is a spectrum and that’s why your pyramid is a brilliant illustration.

So I want to side with Jase and share my thoughts with you, Jose, Lorenzo, Juan, and your whole audience. I think Jose should follow his real desire and not be afraid of the future. To be honest, readings his words, it seems to be that he really wants to take Lorenzo’s cock but he’s afraid of the effect of it on him. So please my brother Jose, I hope you read this: you are an Alpha and will never be a faggot. What you’re feeling right now is probably what Matteo felt when he met me. You have an urge to dominante inferior fags of course, but you are also attracted to Lorenzo’s cock because deep down you know he is above you. And that’s totally fine! Lorenzo seems to be a great guy, so relax, forget about your internalize prejudice, and follow your heart, ok? And if you ever come to Italy, I have a king size bed, man LOL

Take care, Sam
Congratulations for being this sweet fag and once again bringing such a wonderful debate about hierarchy to this page

Such a thorough and well-thought-out response!

Master Paolo is absolutely right: Hierarchy isn’t an either/or proposition. In any power dynamic there will always be ones more powerful in certain situations. Reactions to certain stimuli can cause one to weaken or become enraged. Some of these dynamics simply cannot be controlled or managed, let alone put into a box with a definite label.

I love that Master Paolo, as young as he is, already had an encounter that perfectly mirrored the dilemma facing Master Jose. His story of breeding Master Matteo is exactly like this situation. And as Master Paolo said, his respect for Master Matteo as an Alpha didn’t waver. However, the breeding was a mutual acknowledgement that Master Paolo was the greater of the two.

That, ultimately, is the truest illustration of Hierarchy at work.

I really wish I would’ve answered Master Jose better than I did! In the pure light of true God Alphas like Masters Lorenzo, Jase, and Paolo, my little fag ramblings fall far short. I do hope Master Jose reads these Alpha responses and takes their wisdom to heart!

Thank you Master Paolo for your attention, care, and protection!

Yours,

sam the faggot

The following post is part of a thread following the adventures of a straight Brazilian Master named Murilo who met a 19-year-old German femboy while on a student exchange program in Germany! CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

If unprepared, cunting a faggot can be quite unnerving for a straight Alpha. The unexpected flood of physical and emotional effects of cunting sometimes scares them, as if they’ve hurt the faggot.

But for the informed Alpha, cunting a faggot is like ringing the bell in one of those high striker carnival games. It’s an achievement, a verification of an Alpha’s sexual prowess. It’s exhilarating for an Alpha to know that his powerful cock can produce such life-changing effects.

It’s especially intoxicating to a teen Alpha like Master Murilo!

My dear Master is preparing to leave Germany now that his foreign exchange adventure is coming to an end. I have no idea if Master Murilo’s German was improved by this trip, but his understanding and appreciation of Hierarchy certainly was!

And now Master Murilo has discovered the power of cunting faggots as well! Check it out:

Hey Sam,

This is Murilo again. I think you’ll be proud of this young Alpha with my most recent achievement. You might not remember, but I made a bet with my brother about how much I’d fuck my new German fag, and guess what?? I pumped 12 loads in is pussy!! I am packing to go back home and I’ll miss my boy, but we’re dealing well with it. I made good friends here and his family really liked my company (because they don’t know their son is my bitch lol), so I’ll try to come back here from time to time. I also want to deepen my studies in German, so I have several reasons to come back here and I hope to do that soon.

I also want to tell you that I did what you call cunting. The fag was begging for a good romantic fuck in missionary style, so a few days ago I started banging him doggy style but flipped him up and went deep in missionary. I needed cover his mouth because he’s usually quiet but he was moaning loud with my cock in his hole in missionary style. I held his neck, kissed his forehead and his face to reassure in his mind that I was there to take care of me, than I said “you’re mine, never forget, I was your first man and I own this ass”, then I repeated that a few more times, always banging him really deep. I got really rough covering his mouth and destroying his hole I felt my cock so deep and it was so good, when I came I made sure to hold his neck and go as deep as I could, my balls were literally pressing against his panties. I guess my cum was really deep because it took a while for my load to start leaking out of his pussy. My fag was shaking much harder than usual, and he just said “can I please lay on your chest? I need your love” he sounded so cute and so adorable Sam, I held him in my arms, called him a good boy, and kissed his lips. For my surprise, he started crying, saying that he’d miss me. I felt guilty at first that I made the boy cry, but I guess he was just sensitive and needing some love. So I kept my hand on his hair until he fell asleep on my chest. Next morning, I just pointed to my morning wood and he showed me the obedient cocksucker he is. I then fed him a thick load and we went to get some breakfast.

I told my boy to get ready physically and emotionally because tomorrow before my flight I want a major fuck, I told him that his tight pussy will have the shape of my cock forever after tomorrow. The boy is a little scared but very excited!!

Cunting is such a powerful event, not only for the faggot, but also the Alpha responsible. It goes beyond the physical. When an Alpha cunts a faggot, he ascends in power and stature, and the cunted fag is left in dazed awe of his power. There’s no doubt Master Murilo feels that today.

I also have no doubt that Master Murilo is excited for his final, pre-flight fuck. His goal is clear: fuck the faggot with as much force as he can muster, cunt it furiously, and breed it as much as possible. He wants that faggot’s pussy to be aching for his cock for the rest of its life!

It’s highly unlikely that Master Murilo will ever see this faggot again. But what he’s learned from taking ownership of his first faggot will transform the trajectory of his life. He now knows that straight Alphas like him rule the world and deserve worship from everyone, not just hot girls!

This is only the beginning!