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

It’s been a little while since I last heard from Tyler, the faggot of a great Protector Alpha named Steve. If you’ve been keeping track of Tyler’s story, you’ll remember that he fell prey to a cruel Destroyer Alpha named Adam behind Master Steve’s back, and Master Adam threatened to really destroy Tyler’s life if he didn’t give up everything and serve him exclusively.

In my last post (6/23/25) I advised Tyler to get away from Master Adam and throw himself on the mercy of Master Steve for protection and guidance. Obviously, Tyler didn’t exactly run to confess these things to Master Steve right away given that weeks have passed since then (ugh), but whatever.

Then tonight I received an update with the title “Doubts” and a panicked Tyler relating what happened when he finally came clean to his Master. He wrote this:

Hi brother,
This is Tyler again, from Amsterdam. I need your help again, Sam. I’ve been through a lot with Steven and Adam. Following your advise, I did what was right and opened my heart to Steven. I apologized for my lies and begged for his mercy. I told him that I needed him to take care of me because I will not be able to leave Adam by myself. Without a man like him to hold me, I know that I will end up in Adam’s bedroom again, and he’ll be laughing while I am in pain.

Steven was not happy at all when I told him that I’ve been serving another man and lying to him. But he hugged me and said that there was no reason to cry. His reaction was very unexpected for me because I thought he would have a long and thoughtful conversation as he always does, but instead he grabbed my ass with his big hand and whispered in my ear “so how many dicks do you need to be satisfied?”

I felt so embarrassed and so ashamed. I could feel in his voice how disappointed and upset he was. I cried more, putting my face on his chest and said that I was sorry. He cleaned the tears in my face and kissed my lips and said “that’s okay, baby” but his hand was still holding my ass really firmly. After kissing me a little more and calming me down, he said “I want you” and put my hand on his hard dick. I didn’t think twice and got down on my knees, trying to show how sorry I was.

It was a weird feeling because I was holding my tears with his hard cock in my mouth. He was nothing like Adam’s violence and aggression, but he wasn’t so gentle either. I could feel he was disappointed and wanted to punish me, because I tried to hold his dick twice and keep sucking the tip of his cock and he took my hands off from his cock and face fucked me balls deep, covering his cock and my mouth with my spit.

He did the same thing with my ass. He took all my clothes off, put my ass up, and entered my hole roughly. I knew I was wrong, so I was willing to take whatever he wanted me to take. And Sam, at that point I saw how offended he was with my lies because he usually fucks kissing my neck and asking if I could take it or not. But this time he held my neck and was basically yelling at me “damn it, you’re my boy!! MY BOY!!” And he banged my ass harder and harder, repeating “my boy” loudly, he spanked my ass with his cock inside my hole, which he had never done before. And he didn’t change the position either. He usually likes to start with me in doggy style, but I usually ride him and he finished in missionary style. But this time he held my hair with his right hand, choked me with his left hand, and fucked me only doggy with my ass up. During the whole fuck, he never stopped repeating “you’re my boy” loud enough for the neighbors to hear.

I know that my God Alpha Steven would never hurt me or abuse me like Adam does. Adam loves to see my pain just for his pleasure and entertainment. Steven is very different, he got rough because he was genuinely disappointed with me. He invested so much time, energy, and love in me while I was getting fucked by Adam like a worthless slut, a whore unable to show loyalty.

And I admit that I was enjoying his rough fuck. He unleashed the beast on me to punish me for my behavior but at all times he was using me in a respectful way, his dick was banging me brutally but he didn’t want to hurt me just for the sake of my pain. He was teaching me a lesson and I am grateful for that. After many thrusts, he said once again that I was his boy and said “now you’re gonna take my load, only I can cum in his pussy”. He came so deep, I could feel his big balls touching mine and he pulled my shoulders going as deep as possible to make sure him seed would be inside my guts. It was warm and thick, I could feel his cum touching my internal organs.

When he finished, I thought he would leave me there on the couch, with his cum leaking from my pussy. But he held in his arms without saying a word, his left arm holding my head and his right arm holding my legs. He walked to the bathroom with me in his arms and I could feel drops of his big load coming from my hole and leaking on the floor. I tried to keep my hole closed so I wouldn’t lose his seed, but my hole was gaping, I had no control over it anymore.

In the bathroom, he turned the shower on put me under the water and washed me with his own hands. We were both very sweaty, he put soap on his hands, and rubbed my whole body… chest, stomach, armpits, neck, arms, legs, and when he put his hands on my ass, he opened my ass with his firm hands and touched my gaping hole. It was very sore, but he touched my pussy very gently, cleaning my hole and making sure I was okay. He kissed me while his finger was playing with my hole cleaning inside of it. Then he finally said something and asked me “do you wanna be mine or not?” I said “yes Sir, I’m so sorry for being a stupid fag” He kissed my forehead and just answered “so from now on no other man touches this hole”

He took a towel and dried me out with his owns hands too. He rubbed the towel on my face, chest, arms, and legs. He took a clean underwear and gave it to me. He said “go to my bedroom and wait for me”. Then, after bathing me, he took his shower and came back to the room naked, with his dick rock hard again. He said “no worries, I know your ass can’t take it again.” I told him that I could suck him and swallow his load but instead, for some reason, he put me on my knees and didn’t allow me to suck. He jerked off in front of me and told me to put my tongue out. Then he shot his load all on my face, and with his fingers he put his cum on my tongue, and I swallowed every drop.

He laid down in bed, and put me on his chest. He asked “did I hurt you?” I said “no Sir” then he asked again “have I ever hurt you?” And I said again “no sir”. Then he finally asked “so why did you go around looking for another dick? Why did you lie to me and submitted to a man who wants to see you in pain?” I remained silent, feeling really ashamed. But my God Master said “you don’t need to answer me baby boy, I just want you to think about what you did. Do you wanna go home or sleep here in my arms?”

I told him that I wanted to sleep with him and apologized again. He kissed me again and said that, if I wanted to be his boy, I needed to change my behavior. I told him that I was willing to do whatever he wanted me to do, and asked what his conditions were. He was straightforward and didn’t think twice and said his non-negotiable conditions:

1) I must stop talking to Adam immediately and don’t allow any other man touch me;
2) I must see a therapist to understand my feelings better and try to resolve my urge to look for Destroyer Alphas whenever I get drunk or feel fragile;
3) I have 1 week to move in and live with him in his house, sleeping in his arms every night;
4) He has never had a threesome and really wants to try it. So his last condition is bringing another faggot willing to give him a double blowjob by my side and then putting his ass up for him to fuck two pussies at the same time.

Everything happened last night… now it’s 5 a.m., Steven is asleep after I emptied his balls for the third time. I came to the living room feeling lost and decided to write to you, Sam. I’ll try to get some sleep, but my head is full of thoughts and doubts. I’ll check the page tomorrow morning, hoping to see your thoughts, brother. I really admire you and your words always help me.

What do you think about Steven’s conditions? I feel safe with him but I wonder if I should stay alone to heal from Adam’s abuse. My best friend thinks I need to learn how to be happy without a man, but she is a woman, she doesn’t understand…

I love you, Sam
Thank you for being so good to me

Okay, now help me out here … how could any reasonable person have any “DOUBTS” about Master Steve at all?? He sounds like the most even-tempered and fair Master on the planet! Sure, he fucked Tyler rough as a form of “punishment” for his bad behavior (I’ve certainly heard of A LOT worse than that) … but I thought Master Steve handled Tyler’s betrayal incredibly well. Lots of other Alphas would’ve thrown Tyler out on his slutty ass!

Ugh … I’m not trying to be mean, but Tyler … you must get it through your thick head that you are owned by and serving one of the premiere Masters alive today. And for whatever reason you’re hell-bent on fucking it all up. Maybe you’re a Destroyer faggot. Some people simply cannot be happy without a metric shit-ton of drama and disturbance, apparently.

My advice to you is simple: stop waffling and second-guessing this situation. You are not going to find a greater Alpha to serve than Master Steve.

Otherwise, I promise you this: Master Steve will stop looking for another faggot to join in a threesome and will instead replace you with it. Then you can go back to Master Adam (or another like him) and get ruined. It’s your choice.

But listening to this is like listening to a spoiled rich kid complain that he’s not sure about the new Rolls Royce convertible his parent’s bought him. Master Steve is that Rolls Royce, and he’s offering you a secure and safe place in his arms and in his bed. If you can’t understand how stupid you sound whining about him even now (after he fucking BATHED YOU PERSONALLY), then you’re beyond help.

Hopefully this will get you to finally snap out of it.

Love,

sam the faggot

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

Over the years I’ve encountered a lot of abusive Destroyer Alphas, both personally and through my online teaching efforts. In my personal life I’ve mostly made smart decisions to steer away from them (my rapist was one I couldn’t see coming due to my youth). I value myself enough as a faggot to know that my gifts are worth an Alpha’s appreciation, not condemnation.

I try to instill that sense of self-worth in the faggots who interact with my content. I hate hearing of my brothers falling prey to Destroyer Alphas who are cruel and selfish and non-productive. There are so many great Protector Alphas who value the devotion and service of a faggot, and I just cannot understand why faggots self-destruct by choosing the worse path in life instead of serving these noble Kings.

My brother Tyler wrote into my Questions From Readers inbox to tell me about a choice he recently made. Listen to this:

I don’t exactly have a question, but I saw your answer to another fag about his Alpha cleaning the house and would like to share something that happened with me to know your opinion about it. I am 21 years-old and until last week I was serving two Alphas. They were both nice guys, nice dicks, and very dominant in bed. But one of them (Adam) was hotter (had a six-pack) and the other (Steve) was handsome, but a little chubby. I loved to serve them and I would usually go to Adam’s house on Wednesday and Steve’s house on Saturday.

Last week, I was supposed to serve Adam as always did (go to his place, get on my knees, swallow his first load, let him fuck my ass for his second load, and go back home). But I woke on Wednesday morning with a HORRIBLE cold sore. I looked like a monster. Since he had been serving him for 6 months, I thought it would be okay to cancel, but he insisted to know why and I sent him a picture of my lips. He just said I was a disgusting bitch and that he would find somebody else on Grindr for that night.

Maybe it’s his right to treat me like that considering our roles in hierarchy, but I was already very vulnerable and he really hurt my feelings with his words. So I texted Steve, who is also a dominant Alpha but tends to be more patient. I told him that I didn’t know if I would be able to visit him on the weekend because I wasn’t feeling great. He asked what happened and for a moment I thought he would treat me like Adam had done, but instead, he told me to go to his place at night because I needed extra care.

I went to his place after work with a thick layer of make-up on the sore trying to pretend it wasn’t as bad as it was. But he’s a smart guy and noticed something was wrong. He told me to clean my face immediately because make-up is not ideal for sores like that. When I came out of the bathroom, he chuckled and said “I wonder where this mouth has been”, but in a funny and respectful way. He noticed that I too stressed for jokes, so he just hugged me and said “even perfect twinks get sick sometimes, relax”

Of course we did not kiss and I did not suck his dick, but he spent the whole night saying how gorgeous I am and even cooked dinner for me. He ordered some cream for cold sore at the pharmacy and put it on my lips with his own hands. I was feeling so good with him taking care of me that I felt an urge to serve him no matter how. He said that I was tired and stressed, so he didn’t want me to do the dishes, but then he smiled to me and said “well, but if you need to relax, I am sure that your ass does not have any cold sores”

So I quickly went to his bathroom to make sure I was clean and ready, and when I entered his room he was already naked jerking off his hard dick. I felt bad that I couldn’t suck that beautiful cock, but I just said “thank you for being my Master”, laid on my stomach and let him do whatever he wanted with me. I think it was a turn-on for him to see me so vulnerable and lost, because he fucked me really hard and deep, then 20 minutes later turn me up to fuck me missionary.

We slept together and I never felt so good in my life. I decided to stop serving Adam and stick with Steve now. Just like the Alpha who cleans the house, I think a certain amount of love and care is important for us fags. At least for me, it’s so important to see that, although inferior to him, my Man wants me to be happy.

Could you please comment and tell me what you think? Do you think that as a fag I should go back to serve Adam, even though he does not care at all about my feelings?

Here’s the bizarre part of Tyler’s story: he’s still questioning whether or not he should continue serving Adam the Destroyer Alpha after everything Master Steve did for him! Isn’t that crazy?? We faggots are something like moths that can watch a thousand other moths burn in the flame and we’re still drawn to self-immolation.

And the problem is SELF WORTH. We feel so worthless about ourselves that we mistakenly think we deserve that awful, abusive treatment.

But Master Steve shows a better way forward, treating his property the way a true Alpha treats everything of value that he owns. A Man like Master Steve deserves complete and devoted worship and service, not half-hearted attention. Is he to be expected to continue being there to comfort his faggot when it’s hurt again and again by Destroyer Alphas like Adam?

Of course not. A Protector Alpha like Master Steve is the mighty cornerstone upon which a faggot can build a lifetime of joyful service. I wholeheartedly encourage my brother Tyler to loyally remain at Master Steve’s feet! Master Steve deserves that!