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!

This is a continuation of PART ONE of this story which you can read by CLICKING HERE!

After Fabien told me about the Alpha Pack party, I responded this way:

I’m honestly a little surprised you weren’t used sexually during that party or after by Master Anthony or one of his Alpha Pack. Of course they wouldn’t dare use his faggot without permission. But this sexual service is coming. Be ready.

Well Master Anthony moves about as fast as my mind can predict this stuff, but only a couple of hours after sending that email to Fabien, I received a startling (though not unexpected) reply:

Brother sam, are you a seer or something ? 

When I entered Anthony’s room to serve his breakfast, he was already half awake and was very pleased. I put the tray on his lap and massaged his feet while he ate. When he was done, he put the tray aside and told me out of the blue: “That was well done! I think you have earned your own breakfast now!” He took off his blanket, snapped his fingers and pointed his morning wood.

His cock was impressive! Of course I knew what to do, but I had never had a dick in my mouth before, so I’m afraid I was not very good at it. I choked a couple of time, but Anthony grabbed my head to press it and force my moves. He was moaning “Good, very good, that’s a good boy, that’s a good boy who likes to please me” and so on. After he came, he gave me a little slap and said “Swallow it all, boy. You’re gonna learn to love my cock”. I could barely speak, but after I swallowed his cum, I managed to say “Thank you, Sir”. With his smug face I love so much, he said: “Good boy. Now go serve breakfast to my bros in the guest room. The guys on the couch can have leftovers if there are any.”

I served the young hunks in my bedroom a substantial breakfast to make sure the other two in the living room had some left over.

They all left for the afternoon, Anthony instructed me to clean the flat. I can’t help but notice he referred to my bedroom as the “guest room”. I wonder if this augurs anything.

First of all, I applaud Fabien for sleeping on the kitchen floor all night and then thinking, not of his own discomfort, but rather to make breakfast for the four Kings sleeping in his place! He also did right to serve Master Anthony first after correctly identifying that he’s the leader of the Pack.

But it’s Master Anthony who is the real surprise. As far as I know he’s a straight Alpha, but he’s so turned on by the fact that his power has claimed a faggot that he couldn’t help but feed Fabien his cock!

Already we see in Master Anthony a great power arising. He’s already an incredible Owner, better at it than most Alphas 2-3 times his age. Notice the commendation and encouragement Master Anthony gave Fabien while he sucked his cock! Also notice how Master Anthony gave firm but affectionate guidance when Fabien was struggling!

I was just as blown away by Master Anthony’s control of the situation after being pleased, giving direct orders to Fabien about the distribution of food to the other Alphas and the cleaning later. Again, Master Anthony is just 21 years old! Do you think they teach Alpha classes in school in France, or do you think maybe it’s something natural to truly powerful Alphas?

A bit later I received this incredible update:

Anthony came back alone at the end of the afternoon. I went to take and hang up his coat and then I knelt and kissed his shoes. He said “Nice one. Stay on your knees” and began to unzip his pants, then grabbed my head. He face-fucked me and had me swallow his cum, while we stared in each other’s eyes.

After swallowing, I said “Thank you, Master”. It was the first time I called him Master and it clearly turned him on. He gently slapped my face with his dick and said “Very good boy. And if I am your Master, what are you?” I bowed my head and said “I am your slave, Master.” He ran his hand through my hair and went to sit on the sofa. “Nice boy. Go fetch me a beer and massage my feet, slave.”

I’m sending you this mail before going to do the dishes while he’s playing video games. I feel so happy when he enjoys his time while I work for him.

This episode is a masterpiece of Hierarchical truth and fulfillment. I don’t know enough about Master Anthony (yet) to know if he’s ever owned/used fags before, but even if he has he has incredible instincts at such a young age!

But my brother Fabien is just as impressive to me. He thought he was getting a roommate to share expenses, but instead he has found a younger Master who will change everything about his life and finally give him true purpose! And here’s the thing: Fabien is running toward it, not away from it! He knows he was born to be at the feet of a gorgeous young Alpha like Master Anthony!

If you didn’t believe it before, believe it now: HIERARCHY IS TRUTH!

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!

Like I said in my previous post in this thread, Alpha behavior is largely predictable if you know what you’re looking at. Their needs are relatively simple and insatiable. Younger Alphas are almost entirely led by these basic needs. It’s much like watching cold/warm fronts and predicting the general movement of the weather. I’ve become a master meteorologist through personal experience, which has lead to my bewildering success rate.

But even I didn’t see what Master Anthony decided to do two days ago.

Out of the clear blue sky Master Anthony decided to have four of his Alpha brothers over to the apartment he shares with Fabien the faggot. In retrospect, this move seems obvious. The day before Master Anthony had broken Fabien and got Fabien to submit. So OF COURSE he would want to invite his Alpha Pack over to see his faggot in action!

And that’s exactly what happened:

Yesterday evening, as we saw it coming, he received four of his bros at home for a buddy night and I waited on them as a flunkey all the time. They were pretty comfortable following Anthony’s lead ordering me around and they addressed me as “boy!” or “servant!” or “bitch” while they were loudly chatting and laughing and playing together. I once again had to lick Anthony’s boots for all to see. And I also served as a footrest for Anthony and one of his pals.

I must admit sam, I was truly amazed to see these young hunks like a pack of wolves playing with their prey, with Anthony as their obvious leader.

I recently woke up today but they are still sleeping after staying up most of the night. I have been sent to sleep on the kitchen floor while two guests sleep in my bedroom and two on the sofabed in the living room. I think I’m going to prepare breakfast and serve it to Anthony in his bed and offer him a foot massage if he wakes up. Then I’ll serve them all breakfast (starting with those in my room, for I have a sense there is some hierarchy of sort between the four of them as well, reflected in where they’ve slept).

WOW!

This was a bold move by Master Anthony, especially given the fact that he is relatively new to living in Fabien’s place! But notice how the other Alphas around Master Anthony absolutely followed his lead and enjoyed using his faggot – clear Apex Alpha behavior! Master Anthony was teaching his straight Alpha brothers how to own and use faggots! Alpha mentorship at its fundamental level!

But also notice how much Fabien is learning about his new Master and the behaviors that drive him and his Alpha Pack! He’s a good student, and he’s picking up quickly! Fabien was absolutely right to identify the hierarchy among the four Alphas based on where Master Anthony placed them in the house! I love clever, genuine faggots like Fabien!

There’s more to this event, but I’m going to separate the second part from this one to isolate what happened next! Stay tuned!

Hello Sam,

I am so glad you are back and go on doing your fantastic work!

Since you are going to interview Alphaaesthetic8 next week I just wanted to suggest to ask him about his girls etc. And we all know that passing on genes is a big thing for Alphas. Maybe he has plans to do that?

Thank you and best wishes!

Max

Ummm … I don’t have any concrete plans to interview Master @AlphaAesthetic8 next week. I’d rather it was sooner than that! Regardless, that is in the works at some point.

As for Master’s plans to have children, I think it’s safe to say he plans on breeding and impregnating a female and making babies. But I’ll ask anyway!

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I came across this site doing some research. So let me tell you my story

After my brothers left for university my parents took in two hokey players for the local club to bore them as they was not close to their home. I contacted to help mom with the jobs around the house doing loundry and food prep for our new borders.
Things changed for me when my parents went away on a holiday leave me alone at home with the lads. After a few days they started calling me faggot. Then one night the lads were watching TV in the recroom. To cut a long story short I ended up giving them both a foot massage and they rubbed their feet in my face and said do you like that faggot I had a cum hands free when this was happening and they noticed. Does this mean that I am a faggot.
After my parents got home things have gotten back to normal but I’m worried about what might happen next time we are left alone in the house.

James

Thank you for your question! I understand why you’re nervous! 

The short answer is this: YES, you are a faggot. At least, you are a faggot to these young straight Alphas. 

I believe these Alphas noticed that you are a faggot in hiding (and probably talked with each other about it in private) and decided to force you to accept your place in service to them.

This is completely Hierarchical and natural. They accept what you are and want you to submit and serve them. And I can guarantee that the next chance they get, they will use you again … possibly with even more intense acts of service. You very well could end up sucking these Alphas off before too long. Be ready for anything.

In the meantime, I think you should start meditating on what this experience teaches you about your true place in Hierarchy and what you’re meant to do. Clearly superior young Alphas feel your place is to serve at the feet of Men. Clearly, you do as well given the fact that you did it. 

It’s nothing to be scared of. Follow your instincts and what they teach you about yourself! 

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faggots are obviously the servants and slaves to Alphas who they love and are totally devoted to. But can some Alphas love faggots? Back in the say when a wife was her Husband’s property she also served Him but He still loved her for who she is and her place in His household. Of course an Alpha could love a faggot the way a Man loves a dog, but for bi and gay Alphas at least, could They love us? Some of Them seem to want to have both egalitarian romantic relationships with women or other Superiors and only own faggots as slaves, but maybe some Alphas need hierarchy to be a part of all of Their relationships including the loving ones. Is that not possible?

Brother, your question made me somewhat sad, because it sounds so hopeless. I hate for any faggot brother of mine to feel that way.

I would hope that my nine years teaching Hierarchy (and especially, my careful reporting of true Hierarchical stories) would have dispelled the idea that Alphas cannot love their faggots. My previous site, FWA, oversaw four marriages between Alphas and faggots, including two straight Alphas! Additionally, there were many other examples of Alphas loving their faggots. Master Matt’s love of his four faggots … Master Jin’s love of Chin … Master Lorenzo’s deep love for his faggot Gio … Master Con’s love for fag Nick … literally, my work has been filled with terrific and inspiring examples of Alphas loving their faggots.

I can also tell you that I’ve been loved (and continue to be loved) by multiple Masters. 

Of course, there are plenty of awful and immature/insecure Alphas out there who can only abuse fags. These Destroyer Alphas don’t know how to love anything properly, let alone a faggot. Sadly, too many faggots gravitate toward these types of Alphas because they mistakenly think that’s how true Alphas are supposed to behave.

Just know that there are truly great Alphas with huge hearts who can appreciate the submission and devotion of true faggots. They’re out there … so go serve them!   

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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!

The bravado and fearlessness of young Alphas is breathtaking. At that age they experience a constant rush of testosterone and adrenaline, and that causes them to express dominance in bold, surprising ways. Now, when they do that with other Alphas, it leads to fights. But when they express their dominance with submissive personalities, they typically get everything they want.

I have repeatedly experienced such bursts of young Alpha dominance, which is why I have had such success in advising others on how to approach the young Alphas in their lives. Alpha behavior is predictable, mainly because of the constant needs of young Alphas I mentioned above.

A week ago I received an email from a faggot from France named Fabien. He had an interesting situation rapidly developing in his personal life:

I’ve recently discover your site while I was searching something to help me think about my situation. I am reluctantly processing that I must be what you call a beta or a faggot (gasp!) but I am quite anxious about it.

A few words to introduce me. I’m from France, I’m thirty years old and an executive in a small marketing firm. I have always lived as a straight man, as I used to like and fuck girls regularly. Most of the time, in my professional and daily life, I am a rather assertive man and in positions of leadership. But also, I must confess, I have always been quite aroused by some few males who I saw as better than me, and always liked doing things for them and earn their appreciation. I never really explored that side of myself until recently.

To lighten my rent and have a bit of company, for the last six months I’ve been sharing my flat with a roommate in his early twenties, named Anthony, a student at a top university. To give you an idea: he looks A LOT like Tom Holland, including on the muscular front. Furthermore, he is very confident, cocky, smart and funny, and for what I know, loved by everyone around him. So, as you can well imagine, I am very humbled and very impressed by him. I pride myself to be a clever, rational man, but I feel like I’m turning into a fangirl for him.

Since he’s been here with me, I couldn’t help but be more and more agreeable to him, offering to cook for him, do his laundry, his share of the housework, and so on. Also, I haven’t been too insistent about asking him to pay his share of the rent. Several times in recent weeks, when he had a tedious academic homework to do, I offered to do it for him so he could enjoy himself. Each time, of course, as he’s a serious and bright student, he checked afterwards, but he was always satisfied with my work and it saved him a lot of time.

Over the last fortnight or so, when we’re both watching TV, he’s got into the habit of lying down on the sofa and resting his socked feet on my lap. Almost instinctively, without really paying attention, I’ve started rubbing them every time he does that. Last Friday, after returning from Christmas celebrations with his family, when we were in this situation again, he got up to sit facing the TV. So I stopped the massage, but he turned to me and said sternly “Hey, I didn’t tell you to stop!”. I rushed to my knees on the floor and said ‘Oh, sorry, excuse me” and started massaging his feet again. He smiled smugly and said “That’s more like it”.

I believe that, at this point, things are pretty clear, right? But I’m still nervous and unsure of what to do next. Should I go ahead and blatantly tell him that I am his bitch to use as he wants? Should I just keep going and see what he will do next? I know I sound pathetic but it’s really so new to me, I feel so confused. Can you please reassure me in any way?

Instantly I realized that this Alpha, Anthony, had already identified Fabien as a faggot. Not only that, but Anthony was also using his natural dominance to force Fabien to accept his place as a faggot so that he can take ownership of him.

Fabien was desperate to know what to do, so I advised him to really start submitting to Anthony and work up to kneeling and admitting to Anthony that he’s a faggot. I felt like I was overshooting, but Anthony felt particularly aggressive to me and I had a feeling a big confession would work with him.

But before my advice could even be implemented, Fabien wrote back with an update:

Thanks for your insight. I must admit I’m still processing things. Thinking of it arouses me and scares me at the same time.

Even today, while I’m working from home, Anthony (that’s his name, I quickly mentioned it in my mail! ^^) kept asserting his authority. This morning, he came out of the bathroom in his boxers. He stopped in front of a mirror in the shared living room and began casually stretching and flexing. I was peeking at him, mesmerized, and he suddenly said, “Hey, you know what, I could really use an upper back massage!” I impulsively went behind him, put my hands on his shoulders and massaged his back with my thumbs for a few minutes. He closed his eyes and moaned. At the end, he said, “Good job! You’re doing great, man!” and I answered “thanks” while he went in his room.

Later, at noon, as he stopped by the flat to grab a sandwich I made for him, just as he was about to leave, he pointed to his sneakers and said, “Hey, my laces are untied”. Without even thinking, I put one knee down to tie them for him. He just replied “Nice one. Have dinner ready by 8 p.m. Enjoy your afternoon, bye!” and left.

As I am writing to you, I am just realizing something: he never says “please” or “thank you”! He says what he wants, gets it from me, and expresses his satisfaction, but never says “please” or “thank you”! What’s more, I was actually the one to thank him for massaging his back!

I’m in the middle of a turmoil. I cannot deny the obvious, and yet I’m anxious as hell to take any step further. But I’ll think carefully about your advice, I promise.

So now it was apparent that something big was happening with Anthony. He wanted something from his roommate/faggot Fabien. I warned Fabien to prepare himself because Anthony was going to make a bold move of some kind.

Then it happened:

I am a coward. I did not follow your advice the other day. After dinner, I simply sat down on the ground, at Anthony’s feet, while we were watching TV. But things have gone crazy since then.

Yesterday morning, as Anthony walked around in the living room in his boxers, he pointed to a stain on the floor that I should clean. I knelt on the floor to do it, while he looked at me. And when he said “Well done”, without even thinking, instinctively, I bent down to kiss his feet! When I hesitantly looked up, he didn’t look surprised at all, but was instead grinning from ear to ear. He ran his hand through my hair and said “good boy” then went to his room. I was blushing with embarrassment.

I spent the day out, but on that evening, as I came in, he was on the couch, he told me he wanted me to drive him tomorrow for the day to buddies of his, some miles away.

I’m trying to accurately reproduce the discussion we had then. But I’m shaking furiously just thinking about it.

“So you just assume I’m going to cancel my plans to drive you there and back?”

“Yes, you are” he said with a cocky grin.

“You take me for granted, do you?”

“Why wouldn’t I?” he said with a shrug. “I’m used to get whatever I want. People are always bending over backwards to please my every whim. I’m just that great! Isn’t it why you kissed my feet this morning?”

I blushed. I was both very excited and very irritated. I replied: “And so you think you’re entitled to everything?”

“I know I am. Some men are just better. Look!”

Then, he put his foot on the corner of the coffee table. He snapped his fingers, pointing to his black leather boot, and calmly said: “Lick the bottom of my boot”.

“Why would I do this?”

“Because it pleases me.” he just said, leaning back with his hands behind his head.

I thought for a second I was going to shout at him, but I spontaneously knelt down and did what I was told. I licked the dirt off the sole of his boot.  Anthony was smiling so smugly! My heart was thundering!

He straightened up and leaned towards me and said: “So, what are you doing tomorrow, boy?” I paused for a moment, and I replied: “I’m driving you wherever you want to go, Sir.” “That’s more like it. That’s a good boy” he said.

Then, I remembered your words, and I added: “Thank you for allowing me to serve you, Sir. Thank you for helping me to understand I’m born to serve a superior Man like you, Sir.”

He beamed more than ever and just said: “I knew I would eventually break you.”

And by the way: I’m writing this e-mail while waiting for him in the car while he’s having fun with his friends, ready to take them somewhere else if need be.

Anyway. I couldn’t escape my destiny. I’m a bit scared, but so be it.

BRAVO!

This is such an astounding moment, one that crystalizes the natural dynamic between a straight Alpha and a faggot who both accept their roles. Anthony is such a pure example of young Alphahood, full of cocky self-confidence. But it’s Fabien who really impressed me. Despite his own embarrassment and frustration about his submissiveness, he followed the lead of his faggot instincts and surrendered to Anthony’s power. If more faggots followed these instincts (rather than hide behind false masculinity), so many more would find purpose in more meaningful ways!

There’s more to this rapidly-developing story, but I wanted to start here with Anthony’s ascension and Fabien’s submission. It’s a near-perfect beginning!

Hello Sam, I really love your content and I‘m so happy that you‘re back to spreading the truth on your own website again. Thank you so much for doing so!

I‘ve got two questions for you:

1. Your website doesn’t seem to be well-optimised because everytime I visit your site on my laptop, my laptop crashes. My laptop is usually really good and it only crashes when I visit hierarchyuniversity.com. On my phone, however, the website is working well which is weird because my phone is so much older than my laptop. Do you have any idea why I have this issue? I feel like your website is so much more enjoyable on a laptop with a big screen but I can‘t visit your page without my laptop crashing.

2. And now the actual question that made me finally message you after reading your blog for years: I started texting with this straight bodybuilder a few months ago and the conversation started very normal with me giving him compliments for his superior physique. He always loved the compliments and usually gave a cocky response. It didn’t take me a long time to realise that he‘s an alpha. Over the months, he‘s gotten even cockier and he started calling me a faggot. I confessed to him that he‘s my god and he really enjoys getting worshipped by inferior people. He also has other faggots in his DMs and he already sold his worn shoes some of them and things keep getting wilder. Now, he made me start a group chat with him and as many other faggots as I could find that want to worship him. He‘s found faggots that send him money regularly and he started meeting a fag in real life that does his laundry and massages his feet. Him and I live in the same country and we already talked about me visiting his city to worship him in person but it hasn’t happened yet. Also, he‘s 100% straight and has a girlfriend which is why he hasn’t started accepting sexual worship from faggots yet. What can I do to make him take it to the next stage? I want him to see the full extent of his power and make use of us faggots in every single way possible. I think his life would get so much better if he‘d let us serve him sexually as well and us faggots would get even more addicted to him if he wouldn’t hold back his alpha urges in any way.

Hi brother! Thank you for writing! 

1.  I don’t know about any optimization issues. This is quite literally the exact same website template I used with FWA. I’m not sure I understand how a site can “crash a laptop” anyway. It’s the first I’m hearing of this, so I don’t now.

2. This situation sounds quite promising! He’s already using faggots for cash and for personal service, so I would say he’s expanding his mind to embrace the larger Hierarchical possibilities of his life. 

You’re asking how to get him interested in sexual service, but you haven’t even met him yet. Are you asking how to influence him remotely (in other words, to get him to use ANY faggot sexually), or how to convince him to use YOU sexually? These are somewhat different goals that might require different solutions. 

If you’re trying to convince him remotely, you can probably send him resources from this website. I have a very large testimonial page filled with straight Alphas declaring how they love using faggots for oral service. I have multiple threaded stories featuring straight Alphas. There is a lot of content on the site for this purpose. My “Letter To An Alpha” located in the right sidebar would be another resource. 

If you were wanting to convince him to use YOU, you’d first need to arrange a meet-up with him. Once that happens, we can discuss further steps.

Good luck!  

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I love this how this big, muscular Alpha almost thoughtlessly face-fucks his faggot before finally telling it “good boy” when it obeys a command.

Faggots are nothing to great Men except holes to fuck and breed. But we can still be “good boys” even then!

The following post is part of a thread detailing the awakening of a straight God Alpha named Kenzo by his lifelong faggot Kevin. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

I understand how my brother Kevin feels right now. It’s overwhelming to understand and accept that you’re a faggot, and that a powerful Alpha has taken ownership of you. For me, it was Master Aaron. For Kevin, it’s Master Kenzo.

The thrill of discovery, the deep satisfaction of submission, and the comfort of finding your place are all emotions that flood through an owned faggot at random moments. It’s so powerful that you want to scream it from the rooftops.

Rather than doing that, Kevin decided to write his Master Kenzo a letter. Here it is:

For 2025, I have sent my first New Year greetings to the sunshine of my life, the Man I adore and worship, Kenzo.

I wish to share the long message I sent Him :

“Dearest Kenzo, my Alpha, my Master, my God,

As the New Year begins, I cannot adequately express how grateful I am to You being in my life. But I’d like to try.

You are an amazing, incredible, superior Man. You are even more than that, more than a Man. You are the most exceptional being. You simply have it all: You have the beauty, the strength, the charisma, the authority, the confidence…Everyone You know revolves around You. Simply being in Your presence is an incredible privilege. You are the epitome of Male Superiority.

I have been blessed to know You since You were a young boy – but You were already special, better than the others. Since my teenage years, I’ve done my best to protect You, to help You, to advise You, to please You in any way I could. I saw You quickly becoming a real hunk, ready to conquer life, far superior than other human beings. Far superior than me.

I’ve always loved doing things for You. But it took me a long, too long time to fully understand what was at work. But now, at last, I see things more clearly than ever. You are my destiny. You are my purpose. You are my everything. It was my natural role to help raise You. And now, it’s my natural role to give You everything You are entitled to: obedience, loyalty, worship. Power. I was born to serve You, to worship You, to awaken Your Godhood.

I live only for Your glory and Your power. My very existence is to please You. Any quality, any skill, any virtue I might have is only worth if it benefits You.

Your place is at the very top of Hierarchy. My place is to be your footstool to reach the top. Because You are a God Alpha and I am a faggot. Your faggot. Your slave.

Thank You. Thank You for Your existence. Thank You for Your superiority. And thank You for allowing me to serve You, for making me see the truth about You and me.

Dearest Kenzo, my Alpha, my Master, my God, I wish for You the most wonderful 2025 Year, for You and everyone You hold dear. I cannot wait to see You shine more than ever.

I am deeply honored to forever be

Your most humble, Your most obedient, Your most devoted slave

Kevin”

Perfection!

UPDATE!

Master Kenzo replied to Kevin’s extraordinary letter with a response just as awesome!

READ:

Kevin, my beloved slave,

I am proud to own you. I am proud to have such a smart, wise, talented boy at My feet.

For as long as I can remember, you have always been there for Me. I know you will always be. You always did a great job serving Me. I know you will never disappoint Me.

I want you to know you are a most valued part of My Kingdom. You will always have a place of honor at My feet. Because you’re Mine.

I can tell you: 2025 is going to be a great year for Me. And so, for you as well.

Get ready for what’s coming.

Happy New Year to you, slave!

Your God,
Kenzo

Isn’t it amazing? Master Kenzo is a straight Alpha who has ascended to God Alpha status and has fully embraced this purpose. He’s a married Alpha with kids, and now he also owns a faggot!

HIERARCHY IS TRUTH!

The following post is part of a thread detailing the awakening of a straight God Alpha named Kenzo by his lifelong faggot Kevin. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

When an Alpha claims a faggot and starts using it, so many changes take place between both the Alpha and the faggot. For the Alpha, his power vastly increases and his new view of the world (through the lens of Hierarchy) makes all things possible. For the faggot, it humbles itself and understands the benefits of serving selflessly. For both, there comes a seismic shift in consciousness as each one comprehends the natural power of Hierarchy across their life and how it connects them to a much larger social structure.

For new faggots, this shift in consciousness is truly profound. Some of that is due to the fact that the faggot must surrender whatever masculinity and autonomy it thought it had. But there is also a need for a faggot to embrace that word “FAGGOT” as an identifier. I’ve written many times about the psychological importance of the word “faggot” and how accepting it helps a faggot deepen its appreciation of its purpose. I’ve done social experiments with faggots online, coaxing them to admit to a group of strangers that they are a faggot, which led to some breaking down in tears of joy. Why the extreme reaction? Because most faggots live in a twilight world of lies and self-deception, and it’s only when they openly admit that they are faggots that those lies are lifted away and there is an exhilaration of newly-felt freedom. They realize it’s okay to be a faggot, that they have purpose as a faggot. Hierarchically-speaking, faggots are just as natural as Alphas.

In my previous post about Master Kenzo breeding his faggot Kevin, I quoted Kevin as saying the following: “Having His godly seed within me make me feel a better man.“ When he said that in our conversation, I originally let it go and kept talking to him about the experience of being bred by Master Kenzo.

But anyone who knows me knows I don’t miss those little moments to teach truth. So after a while, I circled back to it. I quoted the line above and responded thusly:

“You are not a Man. You’re a faggot owned by a Man.”

At this point I’d never heard Kevin refer to himself as a faggot. He always characterized his service to Master Kenzo as something a friend would do for another friend he loves. But that is NOT what is really happening between Master Kenzo and Kevin, and I just couldn’t let Kevin go on living a lie.

Kevin continued to deflect: “You’re right of course, forgive me. I meant that having His godly seed within me made me closer to be a man than I could ever be.”

Wrong again! So I became even more specific: “But Men don’t have the cum of other Men inside them. His breeding of you is replacing your DNA with his. His cum is replacing your thoughts with thoughts of him. You are his property now.”

Kevin somewhat conceded my point: “Yes I am. Thanks for putting things so clearly!”

And then Kevin started asking me questions about cunting and what that entails. I was afraid Kevin still didn’t understand my point about being a faggot.

Then, out of nowhere, Kevin broke the conversation with this: “Sam, I think I’m truly processing some things only just now. I am not just a beta male who happens to submit to his superior young best friend. I. Am. A. Faggot.”

“I AM A FAGGOT.”

“I am Kenzo’s slave! I AM MASTER KENZO’S SLAVE!”

And then, after a pause, Kevin added: “Oh Sam my brother, that is so liberating!”

With acceptance comes a deeper understanding of our larger role within the tapestry of Hierarchy, roles we fulfill whether we are aware of it at the time or not. With Kevin finally embracing the term “faggot” and understanding how it perfectly describes what he is to Master Kenzo, he began to see everything differently: “Sam I’m starting to think that it’s not a coincidence that I met Kenzo when He was a little boy and that I mentored Him all his life. I feel like I was destined to be His slave, to be the Awakener of a God. For so long I thought I was like an older brother to Him, but I was actually the servile preceptor of a young God! I feel so privileged!”

Then Kevin boiled down his new understanding of purpose through the use of the word “faggot”: “My very existence is to be His slave. My life has no other meaning than serving Him.”

Like I said earlier in this post, faggots who confront and embrace the word “faggot” and its meaning tend to have overwhelming feelings of joy mixed with fear. The word is so specific and so true that it cuts through all of the lies and misconceptions and perfectly distills purpose. Once a faggot is cornered by the power of the word “faggot” and forced to confront it, there is no turning back.

And that’s exactly what happened with Kevin during our conversation. He concluded this way: “Oh dear sam I’m overwhelmed with emotion! I’m almost shaking! My heart is so full of adoration for Him I think it’s going to explode!”

This is the exact right response!

I hope you can see from this dialogue how faggots subtly mislead themselves, and the result when a faggot accepts the label of “faggot” and all that entails. I’m so proud of my brother Kevin for going through this process with me, as well as Master Kenzo for using Kevin in such a way that he was able to accept his purpose!

Hierarchy is more than simply an explanation of sociological or sexual preferences. It is a pathway that each of us travels to understand ourselves and our purpose. Embracing our own truth gives meaning and direction to our lives!

Today it was Kevin’s turn to accept what he is. Tomorrow, will it be you?

The following post is part of a thread detailing the awakening of a straight God Alpha named Kenzo by his lifelong faggot Kevin. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

As I said in the previous post (and really, throughout my writing on Hierarchy), straight Alphas use faggots sexually. They do this despite not even feeling any sexual attraction toward males or faggots. They fuck faggots because Alphas have an instinct to breed, using their cum as a marking device to claim others as their property. Underneath that instinct is an Alpha’s need for dominance and power.

Let’s face it: when a Man fucks another male, he’s taking away anything about that male that might qualify as masculine. He reinforces Hierarchy through every fuck. All of this confuses little Men who do not see the greater truth of Hierarchy, but Alphas (who are not only Kings of Hierarchy, but also its policemen) fully understand this truth. Alphas are not bound to the lifestyle rules of inferior society.

The “rules” apply even less to God Alphas like Master Kenzo, owner of his first faggot Kevin.

Once I heard that Master Kenzo had used Kevin a few times for oral service/worship, I figured it was only a matter of time before he would fuck Kevin. This is the pattern I’ve seen repeatedly from straight Alphas I’ve served personally or that I’ve interviewed. It seems that once a straight Alpha gets head from a faggot and realizes it doesn’t automatically “turn him gay”, they suddenly realize that they can literally do whatever they want with anyone they want.

So it wasn’t much of a surprise when Kevin wrote to me a couple of days ago with some dramatic news.

Last Saturday, for the first time, Kenzo fucked my ass!

I was thrilled by this, of course, and asked for the story.

So, to give some context, I organized and paid for Kenzo and His whole family (including his mother, aunts and uncles and cousins) to spend a week in a luxury mountain chalet for Christmas. They left last Sunday and are thoroughly enjoying their vacation. And last Saturday, on the eve of his departure, Kenzo generously decided to spend one last evening with me. While he was lying on the couch watching a Christmas comedy on TV, I was on my knees on the floor massaging His feet. At the end of the film, He said to me: “You’ve really outdone yourself this time, Kevin. I’m going to love this week in the mountains.” I beamed and replied, “I want to be the best servant You can have, because You deserve nothing less.”

And then He grinned. He told me that even though I served Him very well and that I had gotten better and better at worshipping His cock, there was something we had never done, something He felt very horny to try. I immediately understood what He meant. He said quite gravely: “I’m sure you’re anxious about it, otherwise you would have already begged me to do it. I don’t want to hurt you. If you don’t feel ready, we can discuss it further when I get back.” I hesitated for a few seconds but reminded myself of my duties and my priorities as a beta male. I looked Him straight in the eyes and said: “You are the one who matters. Nothing is more important to me than Your happiness and Your pleasure. Nothing. My existence is to serve You. Your desire comes first, always. I am Yours to use, in any way You want.” After a brief silence, He sent me to wait for Him in His bedroom (that is, the master bedroom at my place, which is reserved for him) and joined me a few minutes later. My fate was sealed.

And then he fucked me. I don’t know how long it lasted, I was in a daze. He came into my ass several times, in several positions. At first, I was bent over on my belly on the bed. After a while, he put His foot close to my head, and I kissed and licked it passionately. Soon afterwards, He put His foot UPON my head. I could hear Him moaning in delight, my head pressed against the mattress by His foot, while His huge, hard cock was going back and forth in my ass. I’m sure you guess how I was feeling! I fully felt that I really belonged there, under His foot, suffering for His pleasure. And despite the pain, I felt a strong sense of fulfillment and accomplishment. I couldn’t stop whispering “Thank you Master, thank you Master, I love You, I love You”. It was incredible.

And then later, He ordered me to turn around. He wanted me on my back, so we could look at each other face to face. I gawked at Him and I was impressed. I’ve always loved His virile beauty, but there was something different this time. His muscles were more prominent than ever. There was a beastly rage in His handsome face, and His eyes were filled with a fiery fire. He was both gorgeous and scary! While fucking me and looking me in the eyes, He said “Who am I to you?” I immediately answered “You’re my Alpha, my Master, my God! You’re so powerful! You’re so better than me! You’re an exceptional superior being!”. And then I couldn’t help but go on and on and on, I couldn’t stop yelling. “I adore You so much! You mean the world to me! I’d do anything for You!” and all this kind of things. The words just came out of my mouth without even thinking. And while I was speaking, He was smiling proudly. Always with that rage in His eyes.

After He came the last time, He stood for a few moments, both of us out of breath. Then suddenly, he grabbed my ankles and violently pulled me out of bed and onto the floor. And he shouted “Worship me! NOW!” I rushed on my belly in front of him and kissed his toes fervently, while muttering “I adore You, Master, You are a living God, You are everything to me.”

I felt He was gradually calming down. He finally ordered me to get up. I stood shyly in front of Him, who’s a head taller than me, my shoulders tucked in and my head bowed, not daring to look at Him. And then, He took my head in His hands and kissed me on the forehead. I felt a great warmth run through my body! He took me in his arms and pressed my face against his chest. I felt so protected and safe! “You’re such a great beta. You’re my best friend. Always have been. You make me live the life of a king. I love you,” He said. I felt so happy and at the same time so undeserving!

He left for the chalet with his family the next day. Since then, I’ve had a great Christmas Eve with my own family, but I think about Him all the time. He’s always been the greatest sunshine in my life, and since I’ve finally submitted myself fully to Him, it is like I’m constantly reaching new heights of happiness and fulfillment.

A couple of takeaways from this incredible first fuck. First of all, Kevin perfectly describes the “Alpha rage” I’m always talking about. Alphas have incredible power coursing through them, and when they unleash that power (particularly when it’s “safe” to do so, like when fucking faggots) it is an awesome sight to behold.

Secondly, I was extremely impressed with Master Kenzo’s innate understanding of aftercare. I assume Master Kenzo learned the importance of post-fuck comforting from his dealings with females, but aftercare is particularly important when an Alpha fucks his faggot due to the often violent nature of the encounters. For Kevin, who was a virgin before that night, aftercare was deeply impactful.

Thirdly, I was blown away by Master Kenzo’s use of his feet while fucking Kevin. Like most Alphas, Master Kenzo loves having his feet worshiped. So he placed his foot near Kevin’s face (which Kevin wisely used as an opportunity to worship him) and then placed his foot right on Kevin’s head. I was eager to find out if Master Kenzo regularly did that with females, or if it was something that came out of him only while he was fucking his faggot.

So I asked Kevin.

Since their date anniversary, I have been privileged enough to be invited to sleep in their room with Him and His girl from time to time, and worship them while He fucks her, and I have never seen Him fuck her with foot on her face, so I don’t know if He already did that before.

I pointed out to Kevin that foot worship seems to be a key that unlocked Master Kenzo’s dominance.

Yeah I think so! He has already told me that the very first time I greeted Him by kissing His feet, it awakened something in Him! I must say I just love how He was assertive and imperious while fucking me and commanding me to worship Him, and then became once again gentle and tender. I am so fucking lucky to serve a God Alpha with whom I have a strong bond and who genuinely cares for me. Even if I always feel I don’t deserve it.

Master Kenzo returned from vacation after a few days, and I’m sure you can guess what happened then!

Kenzo came back from vacation yesterday. He passed by His second home, and I can tell you I got His cum all over my face and in my mouth and my ass! My ass is still a little sore, but I feel so great! Having His godly seed within me make me feel a better man.

Oh and also, interestingly, I asked Him about the foot in the face thing during fucking, and asked if He ever did that with His girlfriend. He answered “Of course not! She’s a Lady, the mother of my heirs! I already did that, but only with side chicks, to remind them of their place”. I know He fucks other girls from time to time (as far as I know, His woman knows and is fine with it). He told me that the very first time He put His foot on a head while fucking was when one of these side girls begged Him to dump His girlfriend and to settle with her instead. “The bitch had the nerve to think she could replace my chosen Queen! I immediately fucked her ass while stomping her head with my foot to put her in line! She apologized and begged for mercy.” I fucking love that side of Him! And so, He loved that very much and did it again just for pleasure, and it felt natural for Him to put me under His foot!

While He was fucking me, I often heard Him moaning and whispering things like “It’s so good to be Me! Oh I love to be the King!” It made my heart explode! At the end, He was lying on his back with his hands behind his head while I fervently worshipped his feet, and He said again “It’s so great to be a God.”

Remember when I talked about Alpha Ascension? Alphas have the unique ability to use experiences to grow into higher levels of power. Their hunger for power and worship becomes insatiable, and they take ownership of everyone and everything in their lives. What Master Kenzo has done with his newly-claimed faggot is just the start of the Kingdom he is destined to build around himself.

Master Kenzo is no longer just a straight Man or just a straight Alpha. He’s above these others, beyond them. He has ascended to a lofty position at the upper reaches of Hierarchy. He has taken the mantle of God Alpha, now and forever.

Thank you, Master Kenzo, for revealing your true glory!

The following post is part of a thread detailing the awakening of a straight God Alpha named Kenzo by his lifelong faggot Kevin. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Straight Alphas who take to owning and using faggots during their Alpha development will, more likely than not, start using their faggots sexually over time. There seem to be two factors determining whether a straight Alpha will use his faggots sexually: (1) how early in life the Alpha started owning faggots, and (2) the power level of the Alpha. Straight Alphas who own faggots in their teens and early twenties will almost always use their faggots for sex at some point. And the more powerful an Alpha is, the less likely he will be to care about the sexual “rules” that society uses to dictate straight/gay behavior.

Of course I use the terms “straight” and “gay” loosely when it comes to Alpha sexuality, not because they don’t apply, but because for Alphas sex becomes primarily an expression of POWER rather than sexual attraction. It’s been completely documented by me (both in my own life, and online) that straight Alphas often use faggots sexually because they love the UNLIMITED POWER they feel, and it rarely has anything to do with sexual attraction (because their natural attraction remains for females). In fact, every straight Alpha I’ve ever talked to reports the same thing, that they never stop being attracted to females no matter how many faggots they fuck.

When I first started talking to Kevin about serving his longtime straight Alpha Kenzo, they hadn’t had any real sexual contact at that point, but I fully expected it to happen based on what I outlined above. And the more I learned about the deep way Master Kenzo was integrating his faggot into his family, the more sure I was that Master Kenzo would eventually use Kevin sexually.

For instance, there was this surprising bit of information:

Since last year, I’ve made some changes at home. Or should I say, in His second home, as we now call it. I’ve moved into a small spare room, and the master bedroom is now, well, the Master’s bedroom, and it’s exclusively reserved for him. And he has the keys to the place, so he comes whenever he likes, with or without notifying me, and sleeps in his room in his second home from time to time. Needless to say, I just freaking LOVE waking up and discovering that He is here! Sometimes He notifies me before coming and gives me some orders, like telling me to prepare some meal for Him. When I wake up to find Him at home, I obviously serve Him breakfast in bed. Sometimes I wake Him up by licking His feet or, heaven forbid, giving Him a blowjob.

Uh, what was that last part??? I asked Kevin to clarify that comment about the blowjobs.

Yeah I have sucked his cock, but not immediately, just a few months ago. We never spoke about it, but one day, He came home, He was in a sad mood. I greeted Him on my knees and kissed His feet. Then, He stared at me for a brief moment, and He pulled out his cock. We both knew instinctively what was coming. It was my very first time sucking a cock, so I can’t say I did a good job at first! But I think I’ve improved since then, in any case he seems quite satisfied, for which I’m grateful. He does cum, in my mouth or in my face, whatever he feels at the moment. Of course, I take pride in swallowing everything I can.

So it’s clear to me at his point that Master Kenzo loves owning and using his faggot just as much as he loves his woman and his kids. They are all part of his Kingdom, and all glorify him in different (but essential) ways.

Kevin wanted me to know more about his integration with Master Kenzo’s Kingdom.

I’d like to say a few words about His girlfriend. We’ve known each other for as long as they’ve been dating and we get on well, because I’ve known Her man since His childhood. When I began to serve Him financially and at home, she enjoyed it a lot. And, as far as He told me, she had very little trouble accepting I was now clearly their family’s servant, and she doesn’t resent the private time I spend with Him. She is madly in love with Him (obviously!), and she seems to accept that He deserves worship and service from me. When I serve them both at their primary home, cleaning and cooking mainly, or looking after their sons, I always greet her by kissing her feet too, now. I’m pleased to say that we both know our place. I respect her as my superior, because she can please my Master in ways I cannot and because she has given birth to His sons and heirs. And she enjoys the perks of my services and she respects what I do for the Man we both worship. So you see, I really am the very, very lucky servant of a beautiful young alpha family.

Speaking of being a servant of the entire family, Master Kenzo often entrusts his two young sons with his faggot Kevin whenever he goes on vacation with his woman (which is paid by Kevin!). And Kevin had this concern:

You see, as I told you, Kenzo has two sons, who are now four and two years old. I love them very much and have no doubt they will become great Alphas – they are from His seed, after all! They will be teenagers when I’ll be on my late thirties and my forties, so I can’t wait to watch them grow like their Father. My Master (and my Lady) often trusts me with them, and He expects me to help them realize their places in the world in due time. When I’m alone with them, I obey their whims, except those that would put them in danger, or anything else their Father warned me against. Of course, I don’t do anything that isn’t their age, I only allow myself to kiss their feet sometimes. I often wonder when and what I should explain them. Obviously, I won’t talk to them about anything sexual until they reach puberty. And I wouldn’t sexually serve them myself until they come of age. But should I help them find inferior boys their age? When should I start verbalizing their superiority over me and others? You see, as I told you, Kenzo has two sons, who are now four and two years old. I love them very much and have no doubt they will become great Alphas – they are from His seed, after all! They will be teenagers when I’ll be on my late thirties and my forties, so I can’t wait to watch them grow like their Father.

I thought this was a very keen concern Kevin expressed, one that I’m sure many Alpha fathers of sons would think about when incorporating his faggot into the mix. I recommended to Kevin that his role should be that of a butler for Master Kenzo’s kids, simply a figure of submissive servitude. Kevin shouldn’t have a role in raising Master Kenzo’s boys in any way.

Fortunately, Master Kenzo seems to share my opinion:

Hi brother! Just to follow up on what we’ve been talking about, I wanted to let you know that Kenzo and I had a very lovely and open-hearted conversation yesterday, while I was massaging His feet on my knees in front of Him. We spoke frankly about His sons and how I should give them space to their alphahood to emerge while strictly respecting boundaries. He spoke candidly to me about the joys and challenges of fatherhood at his young age and said He was glad I was there for Him like I’ve always been. It was such an intimate moment!

This is the mark of a truly powerful Alpha! To be able to listen to a faggot’s concerns, consider them deeply, and reply with thoughtful advice or direction is the mark of a natural born leader! It’s why he’s worshiped so early in his life, and why he will always be revered as a King of Kings!

Once again, I thank Kevin (and Master Kenzo) for sharing their incredible story! Hang tight, because things really get crazy in the next post!

Where can I find the details about Master Nick and Nicolas in Toronto?  I think I’ve looked all over your website but cannot find the writeup

I haven’t transferred any of the posts chronicling the four straight Alphas and their ownership of faggots yet. Master Jin wants me to restore his thread, so I will do that. But Masters Nick and Matt have walked away from faggots and are trying to live without them, so I’m trying to respect their wishes.

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The following post is part of a thread detailing the awakening of a straight God Alpha named Kenzo by his lifelong faggot Kevin. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

There are gods walking among us. I’ve said it for a long time, mainly because I was privileged to know and serve a couple of them in my life, and then I discovered online that there were even more of these transcendent, all-powerful Alphas. It was due to their otherworldly existence that I ever started formulating my ideas about Hierarchy in the first place.

To honor their very special class, I started calling them God Alphas.

Unfortunately, many straight God Alphas rarely allow themselves to experience the fullness of what is actually possible through the application of their natural power. They often think it’s “too gay” to rule over all lesser humans and use them for pleasure. Or it’s frowned upon by society as being too demeaning or too egotistical. Alphahood in general is under attack from political correctness; imagine how much harder it is to become a fully-realized God Alpha, a King of Kings!

This is where faggots play a critical role in Alpha development. A faggot debases itself willingly for the pleasure, enrichment, and glory of its Owner. It gives an Alpha what he truly needs to fully embody his role: WORSHIP. When an Alpha receives worship, his power rapidly grows and expands like a well-watered plant with plenty of sunlight. All of this unlocks when an Alpha owns a good, loyal, dedicated faggot.

A God Alpha is the ultimate expression of this natural power, and he is worshiped BY ALL because of it.

A few months ago I met a faggot named Kevin. He started our conversation this way:

I wanted to thank you for your effort to spread the truth about the Male Hierarchy, for it is thank to you that I finally accepted that I belong at the feet of superior men, worshipping and serving them. And it is thanks to you that I finally had the courage to tell the true about me to a very young God Hunk I had known for long, so virile He has already fathered two sons at just twenty-two! I have now the honor to serve Him and His girlfriend, both financially and domestically. The great part is that she’s completely cool about me worshipping the body of her Man and being the family’s servant! I am in heaven at the feet of this great Alpha family!

I was immediately intrigued, so I begged to know more.

To make a long story short, I have known Him since He was a little kid and I was a teenager (about seven years older), because He was the son of friends of my parents. We always got along very well and became close friends, almost brothers. And, funnily enough, He was quite respectful of me, because He saw me as something as a mentor, as I was older, more mature and, dare I say it, well-educated and smart. And then, as He grew up, I saw this little kid becoming a Man. When He was fifteen, He was already real hunk material. He became much taller than me, more athletic, more muscular, more confident, more handsome, more successful with girls. In short, I could see Him becoming much better than me. Well, I take some time to understand what was going on. But it was a beautiful thing to see this boy who was like a little brother admiring me becoming this real Alpha Male far superior than me. I began to feel humiliated and humbled by Him, and it turned me on. I realized that I have always liked pleasing Him and entertaining Him, but then I increasingly felt the urge to serve him, like a servant serves his Master. When He settled down with his gorgeous girlfriend, I thought I was jealous of Him, but I was also primarily jealous of her!

I loved that Kevin mentioned the humiliation factor in his own development. This is one thing straight Alphas do naturally and without even knowing it. Their superiority humiliates inferior males and helps them accept their hierarchical roles as betas or faggots. It is part of the silent hierarchical mechanics that shape our places within the natural order.

At first, I served Him financially. It began gradually: as I am financially in a better position than He is, He borrowed some money from me, but I soon told Him that He didn’t need to give it back because it was a pleasure to help Him! And it was! The idea that my hard earned money would benefit Him made me very excited! Very soon, I would regularly give Him 10% of my income (plus extras whenever the opportunity offered of course). I “jokingly” told Him I was paying the tithe, a religious tax to my God. He liked it very much!

As we live nearby, each time that He asked for a favor from me (driving Him somewhere, giving Him something, helping Him with the sons He sired at 18 and 20 years old, or with His house, anything) I always accepted very eagerly. Once, after He called for help at the middle of the night, He told me: “Sorry man, I was reluctant to bother you”. I answered Him: “Hey, listen, I’m going to give you a tip. If you ever wonder if you can call me, just think of me as your slave, okay?” He smiled at it, and He never hesitated to call me again.

Receiving financial service from faggots is typically where things turn for straight Alphas. Even though I’m not a huge advocate for financial domination (findom) as a replacement for actual service, it does open doors to serve straight Alphas in the hope they might use faggots more. And that was what Kevin used just to be able to serve his rapidly-developing Alpha friend to accept his power.

So we were pretty close to the point. But the definitive change occured just the summer of last year. One day during the summer, I invited Him to enjoy the pool with me at a private club of which I’m a member. And when we went to lie down on the deckchairs on the grass, I asked Him if he wanted me to move a chair to a place of his choice. He was surprised but agreed. I did so, then sat down on the ground next to Him. Then I asked Him if he wanted me to get Him something to eat at the snack bar nearby. He told me his choice, and I complied. When I returned, I asked Him if he’d like a foot massage. Oh my God! He really liked the foot massage very much, but I can say for sure I fucking loved it much, much more! I was happiest I had ever been, rubbing His feet. When He thanked me, I told Him that I was the one thanking Him for allowing me to do it! When we came back at my place, He told me He’d really liked a new foot massage as He really enjoyed the first one. Of course, I eagerly complied, telling Him he didn’t have to say “please”, he just had to tell me he wanted a massage and I would do it right away. We had a little friendly chat while I was massaging His feet. And then, after a brief silence, I told Him: “I really love pleasing you. You’re such an Alpha Male!” He looked me in the eyes, he smirked and told me “I really love having you as my submissive beta best friend.” I felt a thrill of joy and smiled back at Him. I just knew we had reached the point of explicit mutual understanding of our respective places!

Just as financial tributes can open doors to serve straight Alphas, foot worship is the way to walk through those opened doors. I’ve been preaching it since 2015: worship an Alpha’s feet! There are few more powerful visual images than a faggot kneeling before an Alpha and kissing his feet! It’s not a sexual gesture, but rather, one of honor and submission.

As Master Kenzo grew up, he of course fell in love with a beautiful woman and got her impregnated with a couple of boys. But much to his credit, Master Kenzo did not dismiss his faggot Kevin. Instead, he integrated these two halves of his developing Kingdom into one cohesive realm.

I’d like to say a few words about His girlfriend. We’ve known each other for as long as they’ve been dating and we get on well, because I’ve known Her man since His childhood. When I began to serve Him financially and at home, she enjoyed it a lot. And, as far as He told me, she had very little trouble accepting I was now clearly their family’s servant, and she doesn’t resent the private time I spend with Him. She is madly in love with Him (obviously!), and she seems to accept that He deserves worship and service from me. When I serve them both at their primary home, cleaning and cooking mainly, or looking after their sons, I always greet her by kissing her feet too, now. I’m pleased to say that we both know our place. I respect her as my superior, because she can please my Master in ways I cannot and because she has given birth to His sons and heirs. And she enjoys the perks of my services and she respects what I do for the Man we both worship. So you see, I really am the very, very lucky servant of a beautiful young alpha family.

Remarkable! I would like to emphasize that this situation is HIGHLY unusual and requires a very special type of female. Most women would be wildly insecure to have a faggot openly serving and worshiping their Alpha. So Master Kenzo picked the right woman, one who clearly understands that an Alpha – particularly a God Alpha – needs worship from all to become what he was born to be.

There is much, much more to this developing story … so stay tuned! You will be SHOCKED!

Master @alphaaesthetic8 is one of the great mind-fuckers in findom. His calm voice and focused intensity lend support to any message he gives his faggots.

This one deals specifically with one of his cash fags, but applies in a larger sense to all faggots. If we faggots are honest, we will admit that our lives are meaningless and without direction if we are not guided by powerful Alphas. Yes, they will take advantage of us, but that is something every faggot needs to embrace.

Do you know how scientists first discovered the existence of black holes? It wasn’t through direct observation, of course, because black holes have such tremendous gravitational forces that even light cannot escape them.

No, scientists insisted that mathematical equations suggested their theoretical existence and predicted how they could be found … and when they looked, they suddenly found these monstrous inter-spacial vortexes! However, even when looking directly at a black hole they didn’t see it, but rather the effect it had on everything around it.

As a younger faggot I was very much like those scientists of the mid-twentieth century, except my field of study wasn’t black holes, but was something that was consuming my life at the time: Hierarchy. I’d served many Alphas, been owned multiple times, and through these experiences I began piecing together and methodically testing what I’ve come to understand as Hierarchical fact today.

Most crucial of my discoveries was the existence of Alpha hierarchy within the larger framework itself. To date I’m the only one who has accurately described Alpha hierarchy, put names and functions to each level of Alpha hierarchy, and then successfully used it to predict Alpha behavior. Mind you, I’m just a faggot who has spent many years in the service of great Alphas, but I was paying attention!

In my head, the math suggested that there should be a Final Alpha, the most powerful one. But how to find and identify such a Man? My interactions with Alphas were largely one-on-one, and I didn’t realize that was the problem. That’s like trying to scan the stars while looking at them through a cardboard toilet paper tube!

I needed to see Alphas together, interacting with each other daily, before the evidence of the existence of God Alphas presented itself!

Funnily enough, the God Alpha I discovered was my bunk mate!

When I arrived in prison camp in July of 2022 to serve time for a crime I never meant to commit, I was accidentally redirected to the wrong bunk. In this camp, the dormitory building was a long straight metal shack with two floors, both identical. A long hallway ran down the full length of each floor, and on each side of the hallway were cubes, each cube containing four cubicles and two beds per cubicle.

I was supposed to be upstairs in the predominantly white section, but I was placed in the lower level with the blacks. Little did they know about my preferences…

When I arrived, I met my “cellie”, a hulking, muscular 53-year-old black Alpha named “B” (everybody had letters for names there except for me). B was in the midst of his fourth long stint in prison for drug dealing, and he knew as soon as he saw me I didn’t belong there. So he set expectations and began teaching me how to move in prison.

Of course I never learned, a fact that amused B as much as it annoyed him. I’d make B laugh long and loud when I’d crack a joke or sass back at someone. “Man, my cellie funny!” B often bellowed to the other black Alphas in our cube.

Because of B I wore a shield of protection wherever I went.

But then I began to notice how other Apex Alphas would visit our cubicle to consult with B (I was ordered out of the cubicle during these Alpha conferences). I watched as B directed a couple of Apex Alphas (primarily an older Apex named Doe) to shepherd a young black Apex named “D”.

I also watched other Alphas in camp slip into our cubicle very early in the morning to leave fresh milk and fruit and other gifts for B to enjoy … tributes, for lack of a better term.

And then it hit me – B is a God Alpha!

A God Alpha isn’t something a Man bestows upon himself. It’s something bestowed upon him by the submission of all other levels of Alphahood.

To this point I hadn’t spoken much about Hierarchy, so I decided to ask B about it.

“B, do you consider yourself to be Alpha?” I asked.

B’s reply shocked me: “I am God.”

A couple of months later the camp’s presiding officer visited our cubicle and was going to move me. But B stopped him (yes, he stopped the head officer!) and told him this: “Naw man, Sam’s the best cellie I’ve ever had.”

I still carry that great compliment around inside me with warped pride.

A month later B was caught bringing contraband into camp and was shipped off to higher security.

But I will see him again. Once he’s free he’s flying to Aruba to marry his fiancé. I told him I’m going to be there. “Sam, if you show up, just know I’m gonna stab yo’ ass.”

Death by God Alpha. What a way for a faggot to go!

I’ve followed you for a while , something we don’t agree on is gay Alphas being equals to Straight Alphas.

Recently this thing came up again with this gay alpha that wants to my be his Straight friends bitch. I just don’t get why you can fully accept the existence of an hierarchy but can’t embrace the fact that being gay or Straight will affect your position in the pyramid.

To me it’s clear that Straight guys are superior , to most gay Alphas as well. I’m not saying I don’t respect my gay Alphas but REAL MEN are above them aswell. And I’m not even talking about Straight alphas but just regular guys. And frankly the proof was that gay alpha that despite being all dom to other gays he wants to submit to his Straight friends and I doubt that they are all Alphas. I’m not even saying that he’s not a real alpha , he is , but to gay men , still inferior to Straight guys , but how can a dude who wants they friends to be homophobic with them be equal to them ? he’s not. Simple.

I know that you believe that this gay inferiority thing is socially constructed cause gays are never allowed to be proud of their sexual conquests among Real Men, but as you said this is probably a thing that will never end cause it’s engrained in our society, so why not accept things as they are : Straight men > gay alphas.

Also let me add this : most of the Straight guys you praise are hella homophobic , they say shit like “pay for being gay” you think that they see gay alphas as equals ? That they respect them ? Absolutely not , cause they are gay too.

Let me clarify that this is not an attack at you , LOVE what you do , it’s just this tiny thing…

I get what you’re saying. After all, the original URL of FagsWorshipAlphas.com was FagsWorshipStraights.com. Additionally, I’ve mostly served straight Alphas throughout my life as s faggot, so some could credibly accuse me of straight bias. 

What we are discussing is a sort of chicken/egg scenario. You’re going to say gay Alphas are inferior to straight Alphas regardless of their circumstances because gay Alphas have submitted to straight Alphas. And I’m going to come back and say that they do those kinds of things because of being conditioned by a largely heterosexual society. 

And we go around and around.

I think part of the problem is that there are FEWER true gay Alphas out there. We see straight Alphas everywhere, and they are emboldened by society to act out their dominance freely. Gay Alphas are generally sneakier, again due to societal conditioning.

All I know is this: I’ve known plenty of gay Alphas who have never submitted to any Man, straight or gay. And these are real Men, extremely dominant and powerful. And I’m just never going to be convinced entirely that gay Alphas are lesser. 

Anyway, I appreciate the debate. Maybe I’ll tackle it on the podcast. I have a couple of gay Alphas lined up for interviews, so it might be a topic this season.

Thanks brother!

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As I’ve said elsewhere, I was basically gay from birth. By the sixth grade, I had developed a crush on a boy named George (although I didn’t know what it meant at the time), and middle school/high school attractions to boys in class (Bob, I still miss you and your bulge in those tight pants!) further refined my obvious sexual orientation.

However, like most closeted gay youths, I was compelled to date girls in order to fit in with the budding heterosexual attractions of my closest friends. So, like a coward, I started dating girls.

My first few relationships were fulfilling in some way. Despite a general lack of attraction to their bodies, I was more than capable of performing sexually. Some of that probably had to do with the newness of sex in general, as well as the virulent hormones coursing through me at that age. Around that time I also discovered – much to my surprise – that I really loved boobs. For that period of time I was just like every other guy, dating a girl for a while in order to get some pussy before moving to the next one.

Of course, it was all a lie. I knew every kiss was a lie. I knew every thrust of my penis into a vagina was a lie. I knew every “I love you” was a lie. In the moment, it felt real to me; wet lips, warm bodies tangled, heavy sighs, and powerful, head-spinning orgasms. But in my quiet moments alone, a gnawing guilt remained.

When I met my first Alpha Roger at age 17 I was dating a sweet, petite brunette named Lori. Unlike my previous girlfriends, Lori was a virgin. Lori spent months trying to convince me to take her virginity, but I kept resisting. We would lie in the grass of my backyard on breezy summer nights, Lori’s hips gyrating her tight pussy on my finger as if she wanted me to insert my entire arm. I would always stop these heavy petting sessions, leaving Lori breathless and confused. It was a frustrating time for both of us.

Once Roger entered my life, though, my inner truth became crystal clear. I suddenly became Lori, desperately trying to get Roger to deflower me. I knew right then that I needed to break it off with Lori; I couldn’t concentrate on anything else but Roger anymore. The end came a few months later when I didn’t give Lori anything for Valentine’s Day. Rightfully upset, Lori tearfully begged for a reason why I didn’t love her the way she loved me.

“I … just don’t,” I replied. The response was cold and cruel in that special way only selfish teenaged boys can master. And that mercifully ended my last relationship with a female.

Not long after that, Roger slid his enormous, granite-hard cock into my throat. I remember the feeling of his solid, swollen cock-head on my tongue, the salty taste of his foreskin, the firmness of his hands in my hair, and the look of disgusted lust in his eyes as he looked down on me. That first taste of a Man’s cock erased everything I imagined about my life before and reshaped it into something new.

However, I still hadn’t accepted the complete truth about myself. Even then, as Roger was using me as a human tube sock, I still believed that I could be loved. I would construct elaborate fantasies about being Roger’s lover, perhaps getting married somehow and building a life together. Every time he would throat fuck me I would try to make it terrific for him in the hope that he might finally leave his girlfriend for me.

It never happened. I found myself in love with him, flying into jealous, tearful rages and begging for a love that would never come. Eventually, my love-fueled hysterics ended our friendship.

All of these tragic, emotionally-devastating situations occurred only because I couldn’t be honest. I couldn’t accept the truth about myself. I once truly believed that I could be a straight Man, husband, and father. Then I believed I could be a gay Man, a partner, an equal in a committed relationship.

But, as time has passed, I’ve slowly accepted the truth: I am a faggot. I was not born to honor a wife or help raise children. I was not born to be the partner to a Man, the one who makes him smile every morning. I was not born to be loved or cherished or appreciated the way a spouse yearns for their mate or a child might look at a parent.

Instead, I was born to serve. I was born to serve Men. My holes are theirs to use. The works of my hands are theirs to take. My mind is theirs to plunder. My body, mind, and heart exist only to glorify their Masculine superiority.

Men have instinctively known this truth about me my entire life. Ever since Roger first pushed me to my knees in order to receive service, Men have been using me to get what they want. Deep down, they know that I’m nothing but a faggot born to serve them.

I just needed to understand it about myself before I could actually be free.

I’m 28 , gay , Alpha top and I’ve always been like that. Never bottomed never even considered submitting to another dude… till recently. I don’t know how it started but when I’m with my straight friends I feel like a beta around them and the worse part is that they turn me on , admitting this shit it’s hard cause they my bros and we are supposed to be on the same level(?) but fuck I’m getting to a point where because of this “arousal” I’m becoming more and more “submissive” with them and I’m scared they are starting to notice. Can’t stop the fantasies expecially when around them and they talk about the pussies they get ,being all manly and shit…and can’t stop the fantasies of them callin me a fag, humiliating me , laughing at me for being the gay of the group , crave for them to do to me what I do to my bottoms. The sad part is that this fantasies I have ,never involve gay men , not even my fellow alpha tops , only straight men I never had this kind of fantasies and now I’m getting them more and more to a point that in honesty I can’t say anymore that this thing is limited to my friends but it’s slowly affectin my view of straight men in general and that is scary. When I’m aroused and I’m having a solo session I just run with it but when the clarity hits I’m disgusted at myself , fantasizing at my friends , craving for them to say some homophobic shit… Why ? Why this Is happening to me. I don’t wanna be a beta , I never even wanted to be a bottom  , I know you’re a fag and you are proud, I guess, of your submissiveness but how can I stop , delete my growing submission towards straight men?

Sir, thank you for your brave and honest admission! I think all lower-tier guys (especially faggots) think Alphas are infallible and impervious to self-doubt, which is of course ludicrous. You deserve a lot of respect for this crucial letter, one that plagues a lot of gay Alphas.

I use the word “plague” purposefully, Sir, because that is exactly what it is. Sadly, gay Alphas are conditioned by the same heteronormative social pressure that other gays are influenced by as well. All gays are told throughout their lives that they’re not “normal” or they’re weaker or sissified or inferior to straights. Heterosexuality is the dominant sexuality, of course, so they get to make the rules about what is acceptable and unacceptable. 

But Sir, I’m here to tell you unequivocally that gay Alphas are NOT subject to such weak and foolish bigotry. Alphas as a class (both straight and gay) stand apart from society, ahead of it, leading it. Alphas stand together as a ruling class, a loyal fraternity of Earth’s mightiest Men. YOU ARE A PART OF THAT CLASS, SIR. You are just as superior as your straight Alpha brothers. 

I might posit this: I believe gay Alphas are actually a MORE powerful distillation of Alphahood than straight Alphas! Consider this: gay Alphas actually OWN SLAVES. Gay Alphas do much more training of subs than straight Alphas. Gay Alphas breed many, many more people than straight Alphas. Gay Alphas are the purest Alphas because they are Alphas unshackled from the compromises and constraints of females. 

I don’t know if you ever read this extraordinary account from a Latino Apex Alpha named Master JA (CLICK HERE), but it’d be worth it. In that testimony, straight Master JA has an Apex Alpha brother who is GAY. And after years of watching his gay Alpha brother get all of the sex and worship he desired while he was stuck in a loveless straight marriage, he decided to try using faggots and LOVED IT. 

What do we learn from this account? Gay Alphas point the way to true power that straight Alphas miss entirely UNLESS they discover the deeper truths of Hierarchy (through places like this website, or gay Alphas like YOU) and start owning/using faggots!

I’m tired of gay Alphas (and gays in general) being made to feel like they’re lesser when they absolutely AREN’T. And it saddens me to see how easily we give up our own power to that prejudice. 

I’ve known gay Alphas who are 1000% MEN and absolutely equal to any straight Alpha. Some of them were highly-decorated military Alphas who ran battleships (and also fucked every faggot onboard, and turned out a few others), and I guarantee you they never, ever felt inferior to any straight Alpha. 

They never felt inferior to straight Alphas because they understood and appreciated Hierarchy. Hierarchy is a POWER-BASED structure, and not based on sexuality. A Man is born with this power, this strength within him to dominate and lead (or not, as in the case of betas and faggots). You were born with that, Sir. You’ve lived a life of domination and worship as dictated and driven by that inborn Alpha need of yours.

If you want any further evidence, just wait a couple of years until these straight Alpha friends fall into society-mandated marriages that end up restricting their natural impulses and muting their power. Meanwhile, you can build a Kingdom around yourself and fuck anyone you choose, do anything you want. Will they be superior to you then? OF COURSE NOT.

As a gay Alpha, you know more about the truth of Hierarchy than your straight Alpha brothers. You get the best head (on command, by the way) and as much pussy as your heart desires. They don’t. 

I implore you not to surrender the superiority nature gave to you, Sir. You’re absolutely not inferior to your straight brothers. It’s just society whispering lies into your ears and beating you down. Don’t let them take away the crown you were given, Sir! 

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One of the most impressive Alphas I’ve encountered in the findom space since my return is the emergence of a young straight God Alpha named @AlphaGodAres. He’s the younger brother of another findom Master and God Alpha, the highly-successful @AlphaGodAdonis.

What makes Master Ares so special? Sure he’s hot and sexy, with a dark, smoldering, bad boy persona … but there are lots of sexy Alphas in the scene.

But Master Ares has a devastating, lethal, predatorial intelligence coupled with a disarming charm that makes him wildly dangerous to females and faggots alike … and also irresistible.

He’s the prototypical Sigma God Alpha, a natural-born King.

Master Ares recently wrote this piece, and I was so moved by its insights that I asked for his permission to reproduce it here. Enjoy!

A CASHMASTER’S ODE TO HIERARCHICAL TRUTH

On the surface level of things, it may seem like you’re just sending me money, sure.

A simple transaction of cash leaving your hands.

But that’s incorrect.

Dig a little deeper, and you’ll see it’s so much more than that.

This is about hierarchy.

A truth woven into the very fabric of history since the dawn of human civilization.

Lesser men, those who recognize their place, have always served greater men, over thousands of years.

It’s a primal instinct, an unspoken understanding, which has run society since the beginning of time.

By serving, by sending, you’re fulfilling a role that’s been written into your very nature, proving you know where you belong in the hierarchy.

Your tribute isn’t just money, it’s an understatement of human nature.

It’s awe-inspiring to see words like these coming from a straight Alpha about the faggots that worship him. The depth of understanding and appreciation of truth are breathtaking.

The world doesn’t want Master Ares to know about faggots and Hierarchy, because the world wants to blunt his power. The world wants him contained safely in a cage.

But Hierarchical truth is as prominent in Master Ares’s life as his gigantic pubic bush. The world will never stop him or his growing power!

I’d encourage everyone reading this to follow and serve this utterly singular and incomparable God Alpha, but I’m sure you’re already looking him up now.