This thread follows Jamie, a faggot who began service to a straight Alpha named Dino that has lasted 15 years and led to marriage. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!

Next month will mark my tenth anniversary teaching Hierarchy online. It all started with fagsworshipstraights.tumblr.com, morphed into fagsworshipalphas.com, and now it has reached its final incarnation as hierarchyuniversity.com.

During those ten years, I’ve encountered virtually every type of Alpha and faggot imaginable. I’ve heard (and been a part of) some wild true stories. My efforts have directly led to at least five marriages (that I’m aware of). Most of all, I’ve been blessed to meet many courageous faggots and powerful Alphas, some of whom have changed me as much as I’ve changed them.

But nobody I’ve met here has affected me like Jamie Dischiavi, the fag-wife of God Alpha Dino.

Jamie first wrote to me in 2020. That first message from Jamie (and the subsequent post I wrote) I recently restored to this site (you can read that by CLICKING HERE). The wild story Jamie told me about how he first met God Dino, a straight Alpha shrouded with a violent malevolence who was fresh out of prison, seemed almost impossible to be true. But as I investigated it further, I discovered that Jamie was not just telling me the truth, but he was setting me up to learn even crazier things about God Dino and the family of Alphas and faggots he was assembling in his mountain fortress.

What followed from there was an almost-daily torrent of stories about God Dino, his incomparably-powerful God Alpha son Master Chad, his twin sons Master Dean and Jimmy the faggot, and an ever-expanding roster of faggots, more Alphas, and Master Chad’s army of sons he’d fathered. I faithfully clung to Jamie’s example of submitting entirely to service this great hierarchical family.

Like any true, service-oriented faggot, Jamie slowly stepped back from communicating with me about the family, preferring that I communicate with the God Alphas directly. But every once in a while Jamie would sneak some free time and peel off a letter to me to update me on developments.

But these private letters were also missives of joy and fulfillment. Jamie LOVED serving Alphas to a degree that was obsessive. Jamie gladly savored every fluid, every nail clipping, and every bit of grime and gunk a Man can produce … and begged for more. Even when God Dino and his Alpha sons became violently passionate, Jamie absorbed the blows with deep gratitude.

Jamie brought me along for new discoveries. For instance, when God Dino decided to let his God Alpha sons Master Chad and Master Dean use Jamie for the first time (when they were teenagers), Jamie shared every intimate detail and thought with me. When God Dino proposed to Jamie and they married, Jamie shared the love and joy with me.

Through the darkness and the light of the last five years I’ve known Jamie and the Family, Jamie showed me the riches at the end of the rainbow that can only be accessed by digging into the dirt with bleeding hands and an open heart. Whatever I thought I knew about being a faggot dimmed into transparency in the pure, radiant light of Jamie’s love of service.

Sometime in 2022 Jamie became ill, and it turned out to be cancer. God Dino spared no expense to save Jamie’s life, even hiring a full-time nurse and medical staff in-house. And it seemed to work for a while. God Dino and Jamie took several months-long vacations to exotic places around the world, making memories and cementing their bond even more. I thought Jamie might be one of the fortunate ones.

But Jamie’s cancer returned with a vengeance last year, and he quickly deteriorated. So God Dino took Jamie, his sons, and several faggots to a faraway island retreat where they remained for the last few months. The Family huddled together, had orgies together, and shared the most intimate expressions of love and appreciation while they could. Through it all, Jamie continued to serve even when there was no strength left to do so.

But now that service has come to an end. My precious Jamie – my teacher, my exemplar, my brother, and my friend – died in the loving arms of God Dino and surrounded by the Family on a paradisaical island.

There has never been a faggot like Jamie, nor will there ever be again. Faggots like Jamie are the reason why I rail against Alphas who call faggots “worthless”. A faggot like Jamie changed so many lives, inspired the passions and power of our world’s greatest Men, and provided a peerless record of submission and service that will stand forever. That is not “worthless” … it’s WORTHY of praise and emulation. Jamie literally and completely spent a life in service to Alphas, and found a fulfillment that most people cannot comprehend, let alone know.

Jamie’s life shone bright like a massive star, but like all stars, Jamie’s now gone supernova. The light of that life might be gone, but its colorful remnants will echo in the cosmos forever.

Thank you for sharing your light with me, my dear brother.

Love Always,

sam the faggot

Once Jamie died, Master Dean sent Jamie’s final letter to me. This was unexpected, but now something I will always cherish. Here it is:

  my dearest brother sam,

           Since you are reading this my fate has been sealed. Please brother, no sadness. i had everything a properly humble, lowly faggot could dream of. my Boys, my Grandsons, my rainbow, my flowers, and my amazing Master/Husband/ Owner/Lover/Stud/God,  S.D. Dischiavi. i was nothing until Creator God blessed me by allowing me this charmed life with Daddy. i am beyond lucky, even in death i have His Name, His ring, and His possession of me is the triumph of my little existence. If He honors my request, i shall also have His seed inside me. NOTHING COULD EVER MAKE me MORE CONTENT! my life has been honoring Alpha Men. In turn, They have blessed me ninety trillion ways and times. No faggot deserves all the blessings i received DAILY. my presence as a human being and proud faggot would’ve proven infinitesimal had my beloved Master not claimed me. 

      Some faggots and maybe some Alphas will attempt to make Me sound like super faggot but i only did my duty. i worshipped, honored, loved, and obeyed my Master as any faggot must do. The thing i am most proud of is i had the courage to approach Daddy. sam, you KNOW how much i love Him. The hardest part of all this is i must leave the God who owns me and move into frightening territory without His guidance, protection, and cum. Whatever happens now, i face it as my Daddy’s happy whore. If am punished for that, so be it. It is worth the tortures of hell to belong to Daddy. you know we didn’t have a perfect life, just a Hierarchically perfect one. i know I pleased my Master and that is my lasting legacy.

      i won’t go on much longer but I do want to say personally to you brother, THANK YOU! you made this faggot know there were others like she. i no longer felt i was living in a vacuum but other faggots were out there, just as hungry as i. There were other Real MEN out there needing and commanding worship from faggots when They realized no female would want, care about or could withstand Alpha desires. Please sam, never forsake the unspoken faggot dream. Keep you website and your instruction of fagotry moving forward. Shout from every avenue that faggots need Alpha Men as they need oxygen, food, domination, and Alpha semen. Please keep praising Men for They are our total existence. i know your work keeps you from total faggot fulfillment because you must remain unowned. Such a sacrifice would be unbearable if not for the fact that you enrich faggot souls and guide young and new faggot minds. It is one of the most honorable positions a faggot may hold. i admire you. i love you, my brother. 

        Please assist pinkfaggot with maneuvering the darker corridors of Daddy’s hyper-intelligent mind if she asks. my precious bunny–lead her, love her. she will need you now. I have tried to impress upon her how she needs strength now, to serve. i warned her not to shirk her duties to the Gods for it is for Them that we exist, They are our focus. Do not allow sadness for me to interfere with our faggot purpose. NOTHING  is more important that They and Their wishes. c.c. and my sweet baby faggots, my GrandSons, I will miss them all.

      As for my Men, i know Dean loves you as does Chad, although He’s too Masculine to say it. If you are ever alone with Chad you will see just how beautifully He enriches a faggot’s life and understand why females and faggots alike would cut off an arm to belong to Him. Dean’s intelligence, Masculine warmth, and sexual prowess make Him one of God’s two blessings given this earth.Treat both with the devotion and respect They are entitled to have. i know you love and worship Them as i do.

      Now, the hardest thing i have ever done is leave My Daddy. sam you know He is my reason for existence. i am sure the Men who have used me for pleasure numbers in the hundreds, maybe more. Serving Daddy’s friends was a duty and pleasure, for it pleased Daddy. Of those many Men, not one could make me feel love and terror like Daddy. No Man was capable of being a better deity and sexual stallion. He is the only Man who EVER made me orgasm by simply LOOKING at me! Oh the things my Daddy can do for a faggot’s ecstacy! i will miss Him with my entire being and whatever lies in store for me, wherever i go, every being there will know there has never been a GREATER MANGOD, nor one with more power or love than Daddy. He has loved, fucked, provided, protected, raped, fed, abused, entertained, and made love to me better than I imagined possible and more than i ever deserved. Proudly i state His love, sweat, spit, rage, cum, piss, snot, blood, tears, earwax, and blackheads have been placed inside me on numerous occasions. HE makes me special. If any praise is given my name, make sure ALL are aware that praise is only because Daddy made me worthwhile, any gift i have shared with humanity is because of my God’s love and benevolence. i was nothing until God the Father lowered His standards and took Me for His “hole to cum in”. The first time He said those words i blossomed into my true self. (and i drenched my panties! Hehe) As i have said many times, nothing makes me happier or more complete than being His hole to cum in. What an honor, what a THRILL! Please sam, if Daddy needs you, be there. i know my Master is more than capable of continuing in my absence but He has had so much on His mind and shoulders. i feel as if i am deserting Him when He so needs my love and body. That’s the worst thing of all the negativity surrounding my departure, Daddy will miss me. He does not deserve yet another heartbreaking occurrence. He has been very convincing in His positivity but i know my husband and His mighty heart is in torment. He has been my rock and my sustenance. He is my joy, my life. His breath saved my life once when i stopped breathing. i promised i would wait for Him wherever death takes me. i will belong to Him for infinity.

   So thank you sam for your friendship, love, support, and belief in Alphahood. you are a queen among faggots, a lofty position well-deserved by you my sweet brother. i believe we will meet again somewhere, no matter where that is. And i know wherever that place is, my Daddy will find me and claim me all over again. I cling to that occurrence. 

    Goodbye for now, dear friend. i love you…

                       jamie Dischiavi, 

                 a hole for a TRUE God

No, dear Jamie … you were never alone!

It’s been a couple of days since we arrived at the cottage.

I had settled into a routine, one that revolved around taking care of the men.

The men:

My boyfriend: Declan & his buddy: Rick

My daily routine included:

Waking up earlier than them and doing Rick’s morning chores, which included: Watering the grass, flowers, and plants, setting up the beach chairs, gathering fresh towels and cleaning the outdoor shower, preparing the coffee, picking up the beer cans and bottles around the firepit

Declan usually slept in, but Rick was up early, sitting quietly on the deck. When I saw him, I’d bring him his coffee and sit with him briefly before getting back to my chores. He’d sip his coffee, smoke his cigarettes, and watch me.

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On the second morning, Rick said, “Declan is a lucky guy to have such an obedient boyfriend. You should be proud of yourself.”

I blushed. I was proud of myself.

Once Declan woke up, he’d join Rick on the deck. I made sure his coffee was ready and kept both their mugs topped up.

One of my additional tasks was applying suntanning oil to both of them. It was always a struggle doing Rick—his toned body made my chastity cage strain uncomfortably.

That day, Rick gave me a few extra tasks:

Carrying firewood to the pit, setting up a cooler full of beer and ice by the beach and laying out towels for tanning

I laid out three towels, but later noticed one had been removed and folded away. I guess that meant I wasn’t tanning with them today.

By 2 PM, the men were well into their drinks. I was allowed to join in and had a couple beers myself. While watering the grass, I saw them both approach. Declan kissed me gently—and while I was distracted, Rick grabbed my arm from behind.

Before I knew what was happening, they had me on the ground. I was lying on my stomach, confused, as they handcuffed my wrists behind my back.

Me: “What’s going on, guys? You know I’d comply willingly.”

Declan: “Be quiet, Zack.”

They lifted me to my feet and escorted me to a bushy area near the trees. One cuff was released only to reattach my arms—this time around the trunk of a tree. I was now kneeling, helpless, my hands secured around the bark.

Declan walked away. Rick crouched in front of me, looked me in the eye, then spat on my face.

Rick: “Your boyfriend and I want to enjoy some drinks and a book by the lake. If we hear a peep from you, I’ll stuff one of my dirty socks in your mouth and duct tape it shut.

Just relax. Enjoy nature. We’ll be watching from the lake.”

It was the first time Rick had ever asserted such dominance. I was stunned. Humiliated. And I couldn’t do a thing—just kneel there, his spit drying on my face.

What I didn’t know was that Declan had logged into my X account and posted:

“At a buddy’s cottage. Who wants me to cuff Zack, drag him into the woods, tie him fully naked to a tree and piss all over him while we drink in the sun? Maybe Rick adds his too. 😈

Hit up my throne if you want to make it happen. Just added: Cottage Soaking While Stored.”

https://x.com/jktoronto11/status/1922735939039670707?s=46&t=blbTY-cC-2tO1piyP4MQeQ

@keyofkink—someone I regularly chat with—saw it. And apparently, he helped make Declan’s “wish” come true. (He requested I stay clothed)

An hour passed before Declan returned. He kissed me and said he loved me. Then he unzipped his shorts, pulled out his cock, and let loose.

He pissed all over me—face, shirt, shorts—everything soaked in his golden spray. Then, without a word, he walked away.

Thirty minutes later, still drenched and stinking of piss, Rick strolled over.

Me: “Any chance I could get something to drink? It’s hot. Maybe a water? Or beer?”

Rick smirked, then without a word, pulled out his cock.

It was thick, uncut, and glistening with pre-cum. He must have seen my jaw drop, because he laughed.

Rick: “Sure. Open up, urinal.”

I knew I wasn’t getting water. I opened my mouth. His sun-warmed cock slid in, and he held my head.

Rick: “Drink up.”

He pissed. I swallowed. As much as I could. Some of it spilled out, but I didn’t resist. He eventually stepped back and walked away.

And I stayed there, tied up, watching them lounge by the lake—laughing, drinking, being men.

This went on for hours. Occasionally, one would come piss on me again, or in me. At one point Rick came by and said:

Rick: “Declan’s napping. I told him I’d take care of you. Open up.”

I expected more piss. But once his cock slid into my mouth, it got hard—and stayed hard.

He didn’t say much. He just started thrusting. Slowly at first, then more forcefully.

He used my throat like a toy. I gagged at first, but eventually my body adjusted. He fucked my face for about twenty minutes, until he came hard down my throat.

He pulled out and looked at me.

Rick: “Here’s a towel. I’m removing the cuffs. Strip—get naked.”

I obeyed. Standing naked in front of him, he looked down and burst out laughing.

Rick: “What the fuck is that? Declan never told me your cock’s locked.”

Me: “He didn’t do it for this trip. I’ve been locked for over 330 days. I haven’t seen or touched my cock in almost a year.”

He cuffed my hands in front and pointed to the shower.

Rick: “Go clean up. You’re barbecuing after.”

As I turned to leave, towel in hand, he called after me:

Rick: “Excuse me?! Aren’t you going to thank me for my load?”

I turned, dropped to my knees, kissed his feet.

Me: “Thank you. Your seed was amazing—it’ll give me energy to serve you both later.”

Rick: “That’s hot. Okay—go.”

True story… the end

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More young straight Alphas are learning the value of owning a faggot for quality head.

It’s understood among them that this is natural, that faggots need to serve them this way.

No emotions, no begging. Just grab its head and use it.

It’s a young Alpha’s favorite toy!

Hierarchy 272 – Faggots Refusing Service

Must faggots serve every Man demanding service?

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Yesterday was day 2️⃣3️⃣7️⃣ 🍆🔒
OMG 237 days since my boyfriend Declan locked my cock in chastity! This is crazy!!!

As I’m sitting on the couch checking out X and reading stories from Hierarchy University, it really is sinking in that my life has been taken over by someone that I love so much. He gets to cum anytime whether it’s on or in me. Lately he loves to blow on me.

When his cock grows, it’s my job to take care of it. It doesn’t matter if I’m sick, sad or not in the mood, it is a fags job to service a real man.
Even when I’m not around him, he gets to cum and I have no say.
It’s his right and well he deserves it. Not all men are born as an alpha and king of a household.

👀As I look down at my body, I see a pad locked that keeps a chain around my neck secure to show that I am owned. It’s funny, some will see me collared and will know I’m owned and keep their distance but often enough, some will come up and ask questions and push their alpha hierarchy on me. Declan does enjoy seeing me get talked down and degraded.

👀If I look further down, my cock is locked in chastity but also double secured with a Prince Albert lock that keeps me from pulling out.

I know many subs out there who secretly pull out their cock, jerk a load and sneak their pathetic cock back in the chastity before getting caught. Tiss tiss! (Sorry I am ratting you out with your little trick.) Declan knows of my past and has taking all precautions to prevent this from happening with me with this added lock.

👀If I look further down, a chain and pad lock is around my left ankle. This is more to to show people that the chain collar around my neck is not just a fashion statement.

ZACK IS OWNED, PERIOD!

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Say hi! Follow us! Comment and like!

If my efforts have helped you deepen your purpose or turned you on (or both), then I ask for your help.

I’m almost back to full strength. Please help.

CA: samFWA
PP: hi*****************@***il.com
Throne: https://throne.com/hierarchyuniversity

Dear Kanye West: you need to get in line behind real faggots like me who have been fighting censorship for years.

Stick to the “n-word”, weirdo.

I need help. I’ve received two huge unexpected bills (one related to the site) that are due and I have no way to pay them.

It totals $1100.

If I’ve helped you with my efforts, I ask for your help now.

CA: $samFWA
PP: hi*****************@***il.com

Thank you!

sam the fåg ❤️

In part 1 of my story, Declan surprised me with a trip to Paris. Go find that story and read it before this one. We spent days being a tourist in the great city of Paris.   Many hot boys carrying baguettes. lol  

One night after a long day checking out many sites, Declan decided that we would go to the gay area and have some drinks.

What we noticed is almost all bars were very small and crammed with so many men.

Once they heard our voice they all knew we were new meat in town. The American accent got many of the French boys hard and horny. We were being welcomed by many.  

Later in the evening at our last bar, Declan went to get a round of drinks and I was just standing by a table.  This young guy, I would say he was about 30 years old. He was wearing jeans and I white tshirt. You can see he was very built.  He came up to me and said: 

“You must be Zack correct?”

I was very confused and said yes.

“I been checking you out and my boyfriend and I had a quick chat with Declan.  We made an arrangement that all four of us will be hanging out for a while and that you will belong to me and he will have my man.  So here I am.”

I was shocked and looked for Declan and saw that he was making out with a guy.

Seconds later Brian (the guy with me) grabbed my head and started to make out with me.   His tongue was all in my mouth.

As we stopped kissing, he spat on my face and told me to follow him to his table.  I grabbed my drink, wiped my face and followed him to find both our boyfriends still making out.   We were in a corner where it was a bit private but no one cared if people watched.  Before we sat down, Brian said: 

“Put your hand in my jeans and check what you are doing to me.”

His cock was hard and wet of precum.  Now I was getting very horny.  He did the same and put his hand out and laughed his head off and told his boyfriend to quickly put his hand in my pants.  He did and also laughed.   

“Oh Declan, you weren’t lying about him being your bitch!”

Brian took my hand and dragged me into the washroom.  It was a private washroom and he shut the door.   

“Pull your pants down and kneel in front of me”

He unzipped and pulled his large uncut cock and placed it in my mouth.   

“I don’t want you to do anything. Just stay kneeling and mouth open”

He took a good grip at my hair and started to fuck my throat.  Deep and slow and then moments later deep and hard.  I was gagging at the beginning but then got used to his cock penetrating in and out of my throat.

His moaning was getting louder and he pulled out and shot a load on my beard and then shoved his cock back in my throat. He continued to shoot shots down my throat.

He zipped back up and rubbed the cum from my beard all over. 

“No cleaning, let’s go back to join our boys”

We walked back, embarrassed of having French semen on my beard.

Declan: “Is that cum on your beard Zack?”

Brian: “Yes I shot once on his face and then the rest is in his stomach. I think he looks good with my semen on his face don’t you boys?”

Declan: “Ya it suits him. Ok our turn but you’re getting it in your ass!” They walked away.

I was humiliated but at the same time Brian and Declan looked so proud of me which made me happy to have obeyed and serviced the guy.

Once again I was alone with Brian, chatted about life in Canada comparing from his life.

29 minutes later, Declan was back with that guy and we had some shots and another drink before we kissed them goodbye and went to our hotel. 

We stopped at a store and got ourselves a baguette and cheese and rushed to our room as it was very cold that night. 

We had a snack and then Declan said: “Ok, lay on your stomach, I need to shoot another load.  that guy was hot.”

Check out our social sites as we post daily: X/Twitter: JKTORONTO11 (Zack – me) & Bluesky: JKTORONTO11 (Declan)

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It doesn’t matter if I’m in a great mood, bad mood, horny or sad, as soon as Declan gets home from work or out with friends he will ensure that procedures are met and followed. 

No joke as this is what happens all the time: As he walks in the house, I’m to stop whatever I do and go meet him at the door and give him a hug and kiss.   I then get on my knees and untie his shoes or boots and remove them from his feet.    He drops his jacket on the ground for me to grab and hang it in the closet. 

He goes straight for the couch and I go in the kitchen and make him a coffee.

As I hand him his coffee, I then kneel in front of him and take his used socks off and massage each feet with lotion for about 10 minutes each.   

Once that is done he points to his cock and I unzip his jeans and place my mouth around his cock, put my hands behind my back and stay in that position for about 20 minutes while he watches tv and goes on his phone.   

I’m not allowed to suck. I am only allowed to wrap my mouth around it.   During the 20 minutes, his cock will grow and soften up and continue to change size constantly.   

I asked him why he makes me do this daily and his response: 

“It’s my way to show you that I am your alpha and I own you.  I enjoy it and that means that you will enjoy it but the best part is that I don’t hear from you for a while since your mouth is gagged on my cock and I get to relax.”

There are times where he will handcuff my hands behind my back and I will be helpless in that position until I am released.

As I kneel with his cock in my mouth / throat, I leak so much pre cum.

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This will be an ongoing feature in which I try to point out examples of Alphahood and Alpha behavior as expressed in the arts, primarily movies.

The 1992 crime thriller Glengarry Glen Ross is a middle-of-the-road film about a bunch of mostly broken Men trying to salvage something of their lost lives.

But it opens with one of the most dynamic representations of Alpha/beta Hierarchy ever put to film. Alec Baldwin (in his only appearance in the film) plays a dynamic, successful corporate sales manager sent in to motivate the flagging sales team. The way he does it establishes himself firmly as the God Alpha among the other males. Kevin Spacey plays his beta-dom suck-up. Among the group, guys like Jack Lemmon are like beta cucks.

Only Ed Harris exhibits any potential Alpha qualities, initially fighting back against Baldwin’s bluster. However, Baldwin’s God Alpha character kicks Harris back into place.

Here is the scene:

My normal daily life on a Saturday is usually staying at home and taken care of Declan because he works on the weekends. I will make sure the house is clean before he gets home from work since I am off on weekends. If you follow my stories, you know that when he gets home, Declan will go sit on the couch and I make him a coffee and light snack.  He will watch a show while I take his socks off and get on my knees and massage his feet.   It’s the least I can do for him for being the greatest boyfriend!

But yesterday was different, as he sat down he said: “Only bring me a coffee, once you massaged my feet I want you to have a light snack and then go shower and make sure your ass is cleaned out. I need you to iron my blue dress shirt and dress pants.  I need you to also wear something nice”

Im sure you can guess that while  I’m massaging his feet that I’m now straining in my chastity thinking of a million thoughts of what might be happening.  

I would never ask. 

I usually will put lotion on his feet and massage him that way but he said: “No lotion this time, I want your mouth sucking my toes and licking my feet.”

Damn, I’m now hard as a rock… well as much as my chastity will allow me.

After his show, he told me to leave the room and get ready. I had a light snack, showered and cleaned up and as I’m naked ironing our clothes I hear a knock at the door.

Me: “Are you expecting someone Babe?”

Declan: “Yes, go answer it naked.”

As I open the door and peaked my head out, I notice John.  You might remember John in my last story “Cock block, cucked and outed” that I posted the other day.  He is the sexy Alabama guy who was attracted to me but Declan outed me as a bottom locked in chastity and took him from me.  That night John sneaked out and gave my boyfriend a blow job and got fucked by Declan in the washroom stall of the pub we went to.

John pushed himself in and gave me a hug and kiss and said “Oh good, your mouth doesn’t taste like my ass anymore and he grabbed my chastity and laughed” That night, Declan had me sucking his cock once we got home after he had fucked John and that’s why he was teasing me about his own ass.

He slipped his shoes off and handed me his jacket and walked in the living room to go see Declan.  Once I hung his jacket, I followed him but I was told to continue my chores which I complied. 

Moments later, Declan came in the bedroom and said we were going to leave in 20 minutes and hands me a box. “I need you to put his in your ass before we leave”

What I wasn’t aware is that a company named ⁦‪JeusnMen‬⁩ sent him a toy for him to use on me.  We don’t use many toys but I just assumed it was a butt plug of some kind.

I placed it in my ass and was surprisingly comfortable. We both got dressed and obviously he was looking so sexy. 

Declan: “Zack you look good babe! Ok let’s go.”

Remember I have no clue what’s happening and where we are going. But I followed them to our car and they both got in the back seat and I got in the front to drive.

Declan: “Ok Zack, put this address in the gps and let’s go. 

One of your followers named John sent me $120 for me to take you out for a date night but I decided to take John.

Once we get to the parking lot, I’m going to handcuff you to steering wheel while we have our date.  Your only job tonight is being a good plugged chauffeur.”

Fuck! What the fuck is happening is what I’m thinking in my head but then John spoke up “Actually Zack is all dressed up and looking good, why don’t we let the cuck come sit with us and quietly watch us have dinner.”

Declan: “Change of plans Zack, you’re going to join us but only watch us”

I was so glad and relieved that I wouldn’t be left handcuffed in the car while they were in the restaurant. I decided to be a gentleman and pulled over to the door, I got out and opened their door.  I let them know that I would park the car and come find them which I did.

They waited for me at the entrance and we then got escorted to a quiet corner table.  They sat next to each other and I was told to sit across from each of them.  The waiter came by and handed 3 menus at the table and said he will come back to take our orders.  Declan took my menu and put it aside.  

Moments later, the waiter came by and took Johns order.  Declan took his order but ended by saying: “and if you can get him a glass of water and Pepsi that will be all from all of us.” 

While the waiter was taken the order, Declan had gone on his phone and went on an app and activated the butt plug that was in my ass.   I was rushed with so many sensations and the waiter looked at me and asked if I was ok but Declan responded that I wasn’t feeling the best and that’s the reason why I wasn’t eating.

Now it was time for them to enjoy torturing me as their entertainment. They tried to see how I can prevent myself from moaning out load.  It was crazy!  This thing had me leaking precum.

The night was actually not as awkward since they were chatting about normal stuff and just having a good time enjoying their meal and playing with my ass virtually.

I found out later that It wasn’t just a butt plug, it was a prostate massager.  The device was also attached around my ball which also sent waves of excitement to them.

Declan paid the bill and had to use some of his money since it was over $120.

“Zack, go warm the car and pick us up at the door entrance.”  I did and by the time I got there, they were already waiting  and I wasn’t able to open their doors for them.

John: “Set your gps to my place” which I did.

We pulled up to a small place but he had his own parking spot.  I opened the door but Declan had me sit in the back seat and handcuffed my hands behind my back and then fasten the seatbelt.   He shut the door.  “Beep Beep”, the car is now locked.

As I sat there for about 10 minutes, that’s when it happened.  My ass started to vibrate and it didn’t stop until Declan came back to the car to remove the handcuffs.  We drove back home alone and he said: 

“Dude, I know I been pushing my boundaries lately but I’m very happy.   I’m so fucking proud of you and I’m glad John decided to have you join us for dinner. While he was sucking me off, I was on my phone playing with your ass.   You enjoyed our new toy?”

Me: “it was such a surprise and again I got so humiliated trying not to moan and embarrass you at the restaurant.  I felt like I was ready to blow all the time. It means a lot to know you are happy”. 

As I said that, he put his hand in my pants and laughed “Did you cum or is that just a lot of precum?”

Me: “I didn’t cum”

We got home and Declan got into bed. As I’m massaging his feet until he slept he said: 

“John wanted me to give you a gift, it’s in my jacket.”

  I kissed him goodnight and left the room to check what he had got me. 

A little bag with a note which said: “Thanks for lending me your boyfriend again, put this on tonight”  It was the jock strap he was wearing that night and he had blew his load on it while sucking my boyfriend.

Thanks to John and ⁦‪JeusnMen‬⁩ for giving my boyfriend a great night.   Funny how people we haven’t met can change and entertain  our relationship.  

If anyone would like to chip in for a special night, then you can help out by going to Declan’s PayPal: https://www.paypal.me/JkToronto?locale.x=en_CA

(John wanted to stay anonymous)

It’s day 157 days since my boyfriend Declan locked my cock and has been controlling me this way.

I journal everyday on X/Twitter & Bluesky:

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I was at work all day, I was so horny and tired since Declan woke me early in the morning and had restrained me to fuck my ass.  I was thinking about it all day and it caused me to strain in my cage the entire time. 

It’s now 4pm and I’m heading home. Excited to see my boyfriend to spend some time with him.  What I didn’t know is that he had other plans for me.

I got home and dropped my bag and rushed over to give him a kiss.  As I do everyday, I got him a snack and a coffee for him to enjoy. 

Declan: “Is my load still in you?”

Me (Zack): “Yes, it is and I’m loving it!”

Declan: “Good, strip naked in front of me and kneel. Lick my balls while I watch tv and have my coffee… don’t speak to me!”

I was pleased and happy to be licking his balls while he ignores me and watched tv.  When the episode of the American Dad ended, I was then instructed: “You got 5 minutes. take a break, piss and do what you need to do before your next chore”

I got up to piss and then as I left the bathroom he was there waiting for me.  “Go lay on the bed”

My mind was rushing of excitement thinking I would get another Alpha load of his in me.

He was shirtless and wearing a pair of blue jeans and he got on top of my stomach and grabbed my wrist and handcuffed them to the bed frame.  This time he used a pair of hinged cuffs which prevented me from being able to move compared to the usual handcuffs that he usually uses. 

I’m now naked, hands are over my head and attached securely to the bed frame and my cock is obviously locked.

Declan: “Have a power nap and relax, I will come get you in about 25 minutes”

The time was 5:10pm and I fell asleep and woke up at 6:05pm. I was confused as why he never came to get me but just continued to lay there. 

I tried to move and get comfortable but being restrained in a pair of hinge handcuffs is very difficult.  

At 6:45, I was dozing off when I felt movement on the bed and opened my eyes to see Declan climbing on the bed and inspecting my chastity cage.

Declan:“How many days has it been since I locked you Zack?  Do you hate that I prevent you in touching your cock?” 

Me: “It’s day 153 since you locked me. Why would I hate you? It’s your decision and I respect what you decide. You know what’s best for me babe… 

Please don’t get mad but may I ask if I will get unlocked soon?”

Declan: “That’s right!  I own your cock. I was going to release you twice in the past couple weeks but some of your followers have been sending me money to my PayPal and begging me to keep you locked. You know I can’t disappoint them. Maybe this weekend depending if more followers send money.” 

https://www.paypal.me/JkToronto?locale.x=en_CA

As he gives me a smirk, he goes back to my cock and starts to lick it.  He was licking it for about 5 minutes, I can feel his manly cock getting hard.   He started to jerk off while playing with my locked cock and balls, he continued for about 10 minutes.  

I’m just laying there helpless, not able to move, getting so turned on. His breathing got heavier and I knew he was about to blow his load. In seconds I can feel squirts of cum landing on my cock cage.  My cage was covered with cum.  

It’s now about 7:20 pm and I expected him to take the cuffs off but he just got up and left the room.  He shut the lights and then I watched the door shut.

Music is now playing in the other room and what seems like he is living his life ignoring me.   All I can think about is my boyfriend using me and controlling me for his benefit. 

Ten minutes later, my balls are feeling so good and my cock kept twitching and I am now realizing that I might be getting close to blowing my load. But how?  I’m tied up and I am not touching my cock and balls.   

I didn’t want to get In trouble so I tried to yell to Declan but he wasn’t able to hear me because of the music.   All of a sudden my balls are emptying and loads of cum is shooting out!!!! 

My body just decided to give me a ruined orgasm and I had no say in it.   

It’s now 8pm, the door opens and the lights are turned on and all I hear is “What the fuck happened? Did you blow your load? BUT HOW?!?  I got you restrained and you’re not able to touch yourself.”

Me: “I am so sorry but you turned me on so much today that my body forced a load out of me. I wasn’t able to stop it”

He laughed so much and made fun of me. He mentioned that he wasn’t mad and that it’s good that my pathetic cock did that.  

Declan: “Makes me realize how much you love me… Ok, it’s time I release you from the bed but now you need to clean up and wash the bed sheets”

Once I got the sheets in the laundry I sat on the couch to relax and was surprised with a great homemade curry.  He must of been cooking while I was chained up to the bed.

People ask me all the time why I am ok being controlled by him and I always say that it’s an honour to be his boyfriend and to serve him in anyway. 

Declan told me that I must end the story with this:

If you like my boy Zack to stay locked, check out my PayPal and convince me that he should not be unlocked. 

https://www.paypal.me/JkToronto?locale.x=en_CA

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