The following post is part of a thread following the development of a deep Master/faggot relationship between a faggot named Alberto and his straight childhood friend and Master Andre. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
I think it’s sad that so many guys think straight Alphas cannot or should not deeply love their faggots. I was deeply loved by my straight Masters, and it never made them gay or ended up in a gay marriage or anything like that. They simply gave me their trust, kindness, support, and guidance so that I could be a better person and faggot.
And that made all the difference.
I’ve told the story before about my beautiful (and very straight) Master Aaron buying me a dozen roses one time when I was scared and upset, and let me just say that was not the only time he did things like that for me. I was just a faggot, yet he valued me and gave me worth.
I’ve never forgotten those feelings my straight Masters embedded in my heart. Part of the reason why this site exists is because of those great Alphas I served. They taught me more than just Hierarchical truth. They also taught me the endless potential of Alphas, and how they defy expectations because they are beyond the comprehension of inferiors.
Master Andre reminds me so much of Master Aaron in terms of his temperament and his generous heart. Like Master Aaron, Master Andre didn’t run when he discovered his longtime friend was a faggot. Instead, he deepened his protection of his most treasured companion, and through that discovered the depth and power of his own Alphahood. The Alpha/faggot dynamic is symbiotic like that.
In his latest update, Master Andre uses a little story about a sunflower tattoo to reveal the depth and breadth of his love and care for his precious faggot Alberto. It is one of the most beautiful pieces ever written by an Alpha for this site, and I’m so proud to share it with you:
Hey Sam,
This is Andre, Alberto’s friend. I am now much more comfortable to say: Alberto’s Master, Alpha, Mentor, and Leader.
My boy has always thought about making a flower tattoo. He loves flowers and knows everything about it. But because of his violent and toxic father, he was severely punished in his childhood for liking flowers, perhaps homophobia prevented the world to have a great biologist. But I can’t change the past, I can only fix my boy’s future. So I bought him some nice books about flowers and started to watch documentaries about flowers with him. I admit that it’s quite boring for me, but looking at my boy’s joy is so special that I am okay changing my soccer matches for flowers. He gets very excited and usually spends another hour talking about flowers after the videos are over. And when my princess is excited, his blowjob is even better, so everyone is happy.
I wanted to share with you that last week I decided to give him a tattoo as a present. He has talked about making a flower tattoo on his right ass cheek for many years, since we were in high school, but has never had the courage to it. So one day after his shower he was walking in the house completely naked, I grabbed his ass as I always do when he passes by me and said “I wanna see a flower here, my princess”. At first he chuckled and thought I was kidding, but then I said “if you really want it, I’ll pay for you, it’s my present for my special boy”
He woke up the next morning decided to do it, and I had already looked for tattoo artists, a good friend from work has many tattoos and recommended me the guy he goes to. I went to his studio with my boy and the place was awesome, but I know my princess very well, he would not be comfortable there. The place the most heterosexual place I’ve ever seen: only men working there, posters with naked women on the walls, soccer shirts everywhere. It was a celebration of straight men made by straight men for straight men. My boy held my arm and I could see his fear in his eyes. I thought he would never show his ass to those men. He was already uncomfortable just to be there, let along to show his ass to a completely unknown. In fact, other than his mother when he was a baby, I was the only person who had ever seen his ass.
Anyway, the guy met us and he was really kind. We shook hands and my boy was shaking, the guy even asked if he was cold. I did all the talking, as always. But did not where the tattoo would be because I knew my boy would feel totally embarrassed. The guy showed us multiple drawings in other clients and he really was an outstanding artist. He thought we were a couple, but at all times he only talked to me, I was the one giving all the instructions about Alberto’s body. After a while, I said that he was nervous because it was his first tattoo and he was not used to this kind of environment. The artist was very clever because he immediately understood what I meant and subtly mentioned that his female assistant could see Alberto for him to relax. My boy agreed and he went to the other room with a hot lady, and I could hear them laughing there, which was a relief for me.
Once I was by myself with the guys, just Men in the room, I told him that we were just friends, but that I was very mindful of Alberto, and he was nervous because he had had horrible experiences with homophobia in the past. The tattoo guy told me that he respected everyone no matter what and he would make sure that Alberto felt relaxed. The guy was awesome, he asked what song my boy liked, and he answered lady gaga, so he put her songs on YouTube for him, offered beers and wine for him to relax, and asked if I’d like to stay with them. Honestly, I am glad he asked because there is no way I would let a stranger touch my princess’s ass without me knowing what is going on. And of course, Alberto wanted me to hold his hand during the whole process.
Even with the wine and the music, he hesitated a little when he needed to show his ass, and he looked at me as if he was waiting for my permission. The guy told him that he could keep his underwear and that made things much easier, so the artist just lifted a little bit of his underwear to have access to my boy’s right cheek and started doing it. It was a small flower, so it did not take too long, and I held his hand during the whole process. The guy kept asking if he was hurting Alberto, but little did he know that my princess takes much more in his ass than a simple needle.
The tattoo was really great, we were told to wait for it to heal, which means no spankings for a while. But once he took a picture of my boy’s ass and showed it to him, he opened such a gorgeous smile. I love seeing my boy happy, I’m not gonna lie.
I paid for the tattoo and we went back home because Alberto couldn’t sit to have lunch. So he laid in our bed, still smiling, and we had lunch together in bed. I asked him why he had chosen a sunflower instead of a red rose, and then he said that I was the mighty sun of his life and he was just a little sunflower looking at me. Needless to say, I got hard as soon as he said that, put my hard cock out and just said “come here”. He gave me wonderful head, and begged for me to feed him, and so I did. A nice load for a my good boy. We took a nap together, with him on my chest. Later that week, when the tattoo was healed, I fucked him deep and shot my cum on his sunflower, to mark his flower as my property.
I wanted to share this story to celebrate my beautiful boy and how great he is, but also to celebrate my own path embracing Alphahood more and more. When the tattoo guy thought we were a couple, it felt awkward at first, but then I noticed that everyone must think we are boyfriends: I fuck him every night, take care of him, and we love together. But you know what? That doesn’t bother me at all. Alberto is a lovely and brillant boy, I have no shame at all of people thinking I am not straight if it means they know that he’s my boy. What matters is that I know what I am, and he knows what he is.
My dearest Master Andre, I’m so impossibly proud of you for your ascension as an Alpha and as a Man! This gorgeous story you shared with me fills my heart with fond memories and the warmest hopes, so I thank you for that gift.
I wish more straight Alphas could come to the place of emotional security and maturity you enjoy today. You have come to accept the natural order of things and your place at its peak, and you’ve grown to understand how natural it is for a straight Alpha to own and use a faggot and still remain straight. The opinions and judgements of others mean nothing to you, because you are unassailable.
You sit atop the highest mountain, high above the clouds, and your faithful faggot Alberto curls lovingly at your feet. The cares of an inferior and insecure world are so far below you that they don’t even exist.
What you know is this: Alberto’s face will always be set toward your light in adoration and worship.
You are his Master. He is your faggot.
This sunflower was grown by nature just for you.
I love you, Master Andre. Thank you so much for this gift of you!
The following post is part of a thread following the development of a deep Master/faggot relationship between a faggot named Alberto and his straight childhood friend and Master Andre. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
The lifelong friendship Master Andre shares with his faggot Alberto is truly one of the most genuine and frankly beautiful ones I’ve covered on this site. This straight Alpha loved Alberto despite Alberto’s homosexuality, frailty, and vulnerability. Maybe he loved Alberto BECAUSE of those things, because Master Andre is a natural Protector Alpha of the highest order. As those little boys grew into adulthood, Alberto was always beside his Alpha protector, safe in his mighty shadow.
Then along came Master Andre’s former girlfriend and her fetish for gay sex. Had it not been for her (and eventually me), Master Andre may have never started using faggots. But once he started feeding and breeding his dearest friend and took him in as his faggot, his appreciation for Alberto deepened and strengthened … so much so that Master Andre eventually dismissed her in favor of Alberto.
So what’s really going on here?
Master Andre has been wrestling with all of these new feelings created by the ownership of his friend and the collision of his growing power with his genuine warmth and goodness. This is pretty normal for young Protector Alphas. A slight identity crisis results from making choices that go outside societal “norms”.
But Master Andre’s solution to this issue is brilliantly handled:
Hi Sam, this is Andre again, Alberto’s friend.
I have been thinking a lot about my responsibility with Alberto. After everything that happened this year, I felt quite guilty for exposing him to Angela’s questionable attitudes. As you know, she has tried several times to convince me to send Alberto back to his home, which would’ve exposed him to great danger with his father. Of course, I would never do that with him, but I am now noticing that I have great influence and responsibility with him. It is my duty to take care of him and make sure he is safe, and I will not disappoint my little buddy.
The last few weeks have been of deep self-reflection for me and I went back to therapy to organize my thoughts. My therapist believes that I should keep my heart open and explore these new feelings, open to new forms to express my sexuality. And I agree with him. He’s a straight man with a deep understanding of sexuality and I guess familiar with hierarchy because he always tells me that Alberto needs a firm hand and I don’t need to be gay or bisexual to be this firm hand. I agree with him. I have no prejudice at all, from the bottom of my heart. I even tried to watch gay porn to see if my cock would get hard, but no matter how hot the guys are, I don’t feel sexual attraction toward men. What turns me on is Alberto’s big eyes asking me to take care of him, that makes me crazy.
I am still reluctant to call him “faggot” or “slut”, but I have been really into calling him “good boy” or “sweet boy” and he really loves it. Alberto is much more of a sexy romantic gay boy than a hungry slut. In fact, my cock is the only one he has ever sucked or served. And I’m not gonna lie, I’ve using his holes a lot. Our favorite position nowadays has been cowgirl. I sit on the couch with my legs open, he comes like an obedient puppy and sucks my balls and my cock for however long I want, no matter if 5 minutes or 3 hours. Then I lube his hole, he sits on my cock looking at me, and I hug him tight. Then my boy rides me while I hold his body against mine, and it feels so good that I hardly ever change the position. I usually let him ride as much as he wants, and when I’m getting close, I just tell him to stop and fuck his hole hard and deep, pumping my load inside of him. I love how he thanks me at the end, as if I was doing him a huge favor for fucking his tight hole.
I still love pussy and I want to have many girls in my bed. But after what has happened, I will focus on taking care of Alberto’s mind, feelings, and body. He loves tattoos and he has always had a dream to tattoo a flower on his ass, but of course he could never do it while living with his parents. Now that he is with me, I’ve been encouraging him a lot to do it, but I want to choose the best artist possible to do it. His body is perfect and I don’t want anything to change his beautiful ass.
I will keep exploring my feelings and deal with the fact that apparently I am an “Alpha.” I have never thought about that to be honest. For me, taking care of women and gays is just what any man should do, no matter what. I think it’s the reason why men exist, but learning more about hierarchy has been really good to me. And it has helped me to understand that I can have sex with Alberto without necessarily identifying as bisexual. I don’t even think about fucking other femboys, I am very happy pumping all my loads inside my lovely friend and little princess.
I hope that one day I’ll have a lovely wife loyal to be, but I will never let any woman harm Alberto’s feelings. He has my word and I will never disappoint him.
By the way, thanks for sharing the diet by Francesco. Alberto read it here and showed to me. He is healthy and usually doesn’t struggle to get ready for me, but I want him to keep skinny, so I told to him to follow the diet. He immediately went to the grocery store and bought all the ingredients, including the fiber gums to take every morning with chia seeds. It’s too bad to see that Francesco’s partner didn’t follow it. Alberto literally ran to the store to follow what I said. I guess I am a lucky guy, but every time I see him doing my laundry or kneeling for me I am more and more sure of how lucky I am. He says it’s the least he can do after all the times I saved him from bullies or from his dad. But still, I feel very lucky to have such a sweet princess with me.
I don’t know if I love him as I will love my wife one day. This is still confusing for me. But I definitely love him as a lovely and sweet princess who I will always protect.
I’m so moved by the fact that Master Andre went to consult a therapist about his new experiences and the feelings arising from them. He takes this stuff SERIOUSLY, and he’s willing to put in the work to grow and improve!
But maybe I can also help to clarify things for Master Andre as well.
First of all, there’s no question Master Andre is Alpha. In fact, he’s the greatest type of Alpha. He has the potential to be a God Alpha, albeit one with a deep and vibrant emotional core. He’s unafraid to express himself regardless of what anyone thinks precisely because he is Alpha.
And Alberto is a natural-born faggot. I understand that Master Andre views that word as derogatory and insulting, and he doesn’t want to use that kind of word to describe someone he loves as much as Alberto. But that word isn’t insulting to true faggots, and I don’t think Alberto would find it insulting to be called that. I’m not saying Master Andre should, but the roles should be clear here. Master Andre not only loves and cares for Alberto, he OWNS Alberto. That ownership arises from the fact that he’s Alpha, and Alberto is his beloved faggot.
I’m glad that Master Andre is realizing that owning and fucking Alberto doesn’t change the fact that he’s still straight. Funnily enough, Master Andre did exactly what my straight Master Chris once did and tested his heterosexuality by watching gay porn. And, like my Master Chris, he discovered the truth that owning and using faggots does not change a Man’s sexual orientation. I love this so much, because, like my Master Chris, it shows Master Andre is an intelligent and emotionally-confident Alpha.
You can hear the joy in Master Andre’s words when describing his breeding of Alberto, or how obediently Alberto worships/services his cock and balls. You can hear the pride Master Andre has when he describes Alberto’s eagerness to adhere to Master Francesco’s strict diet, knowing that Alberto is a “good boy” always seeking to please him! These are powerful and resonant emotions Master Andre has, ones that come from a perfect Hierarchical alignment of a true Alpha coming to completely own a true faggot.
There’s no doubt Master Andre will eventually go on to fall in love with a woman and have children with her. Before that happens, he will likely have other girlfriends and enjoy lots of pussy.
But none of those relationships will be able to give Master Andre the one thing he now knows he needs as an Alpha: POWER. Because of Alberto’s faithful and loyal worship of him, Master Andre is slowly realizing he is meant for so much more than ordinary Men. He’s understanding the great and charismatic power he wields, gifts he received from nature at birth and will define the rest of his life.
There’s no going backward. Master Andre has a throne to which he was born to ascend! And his beloved Alberto will always be proudly kneeling at his feet!
When I first met Angela, the former girlfriend of the exceptional Master Andre, I thought she was part of the new wave of females who understood the true dominant needs of Alphas. I mean, here she was on THIS SITE asking for advice on how to get straight Master Andre to own and use his faggot best friend Alberto! It seemed to be a new era was dawning.
Of course, as it turned out, it wasn’t an appreciation for Alphahood that was driving Angela’s actions, but rather a selfish fetish.
I was thankful that Master Andre had avoided Angela’s trap and got rid of her, and I hoped that would be the end of it. Sadly, Angela is bitter and resentful over what happened, so she decided to write me the following letter.
I wasn’t going to publish it, but then I decided to display it to all of the straight Alphas out there watching this unfold. You straight Alphas need to make a choice – own and use faggots, or take a risk of having a hateful shrew like Angela ruin your life!
Here’s her letter:
This is Angela again. I didn’t want to say anything else here, but since the situation got out of control, I will send you just one last message. I know it is very easy to see me as a horrible person because of what I tried to do with Andre, but I never meant to hurt Alberto’s feelings. I just did what is right. Andre loves my pussy, he really does, and getting pregnant would be the best way to make sure he would fuck me forever. Yes, I wanted him to get rid of Alberto, but just because I think the faggot should be with somebody else, not with my man. I think you are all forgetting that I am the only reason why Andre fucks Alberto, otherwise the faggot would be wandering around the house hungry for his cock but would’ve never admitted what he feels. And Andre had enough women in his bed every week, so he would never consider fucking the boy. So the very least you all should do is thanking me: you should thank me for introducing them to your work, Andre should thank me for teaching him how to conquer Alberto, and Alberto above all should kiss my feet and thank me everyday for finding a way for him to suck the big cock he always wanted to suck. But no, instead of being grateful for what I have done, Andre broke up with me, Alberto betrayed my trust and told everything to Andre, and you Sam are now suggesting that I am the wrong one in this throuple. Unbelievable… I was willing to give Andre the honor to give him a child, and Alberto could just stop sucking his cock and find another man. But no, the three of you got together against me. Because I refuse to take his cock in my ass, do you really think I am selfish? Andre is selfish for not being happy with all the holes he had for him and Alberto is even more selfish for not acknowledging that without me he would be a frustrated faggot forever. I really love Alpha-fag content, I won’t lie, but I am really disappointed with the three of you. I will now just find somebody else and leave them alone, but I know question if Andre really is an Alpha man if he chooses a faggot over a hot girl. Well, I hope you are all happy now, but I don’t want to get involved anymore. I wish you all the best without me. Good luck in your life.
Okay, let me address Angela directly:
Angela, I gave you credit for helping Master Andre see the value of faggot ownership. I think Master Andre did as well.
But ultimately, you only did it to satisfy your own desires. It wasn’t about helping to serve Master Andre’s needs, but rather your own. That is the textbook definition of selfishness.
You say “Andre loves my pussy” like your pussy is somehow different from the other four billion slimy gashes out there. Master Andre loves ANY pussy; there’s nothing special about yours, sweetheart.
Again, selfishness.
I cannot even begin to comprehend how you think you can defend yourself when you tried to trap Master Andre by secretly getting pregnant by him! Do you not understand how fucked-up that is? A baby is a precious new life and responsibility, not a ploy or bargaining chip in your stupid and desperate attempt at control! It disgusts me completely. You should be ashamed of yourself, but you’re far too conceited to feel shame.
Ultimately, you failed in a contest with a faggot like Alberto because Alberto actually worships and honors Master Andre. Alberto selflessly serves Master Andre’s needs before anything else, and he faithfully guards his Master’s interests against threats like YOU.
You wouldn’t know anything about that level of submission and service, because you only know selfishness, manipulation, and lies. Master Andre was right to toss you into the trash like a used condom.
However, there is a bright side to your despicable behavior, Angela. Bitter, ignorant harpies like you are the reason more and more straight Alphas are turning to faggots for the worship they crave. And faggots will ALWAYS be there, on their knees, ready to serve.
Here’s a pro-tip: if you ever have the chance to have another God Alpha like Master Andre in your life, resist your natural impulses and use Alberto’s great example as a guide. You’ll do much better than you did here.
So I guess we are back to the drawing board with straight females. I doubt females will ever fully accept the ownership of faggots by their husbands and boyfriends. That’s okay, I guess; after all, we’ve been a DL part of Alpha lives until this point, so things will just remain the same.
But I’m grateful for strong Alphas like Master Andre who choose loyal faggots over selfish and disloyal females! If more straight Alphas did that, a change might actually happen!
The following post is part of a thread following the development of a deep Master/faggot relationship between a faggot named Alberto and his straight childhood friend and Master Andre. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
When my brother Alberto wrote to tell me how straight Master Andre got rid of his conniving, manipulative girlfriend Angela (HERE), I asked Alberto to finally show his Master the entire thread concerning their lives. At the very least, I wanted to show respect to a great Alpha like him, but I also hoped he might more fully understand Hierarchy by putting his experience in greater context.
I knew Alberto would do it, because he is an excellent faggot. Good boy, Alberto! I’m proud of you!
What follows is Master Andre’s most incredible response to what he discovered. Through his words we can see the righteous heart of a natural-born Protector Alpha and true King:
Hi, I am not sure how to start this letter, but my name is Andre. You have been talking to my friend Alberto and my ex-girlfriend Angela. Last night, Alberto told me everything that goes on here and sent me a link with all the posts from Angela and himself, since April. I read every single word and at first was quite upset that my story was being shared for thousands of people without my consent. But Alberto was right next to me and told me that he did not want to do it, he just reached out to you after everything that happened with Angela. And that’s okay, it’s no reason to be mad at him.
Now that everybody knows what is going on, I’d like to know the famous Sam as well, since Angela and Alberto seem to really enjoy what you do here. What Alberto said about us is all true, we’ve been friends since we were born and I have always protected him. When we were at high school, everybody liked me, I went out with many girls, and I had no problems at all with the guys. But I lost many friends defending Alberto (and I would’ve lost all of them to protect my little brother). I remember one day that I was at soccer practice, came back to the classroom, and found Alberto alone crying at the corner of the room, with one of my closest friends laughing. The teacher hasn’t come yet, so there was just a bunch of students there. Some girls hanging out, some guys talking, and them Alberto was the only one by himself, crying and nobody was doing anything. I could feel my blood boiling looking at Alberto lonely like that, so I ignored everyone else and went to him like an arrow to the corner of the room. I first asked if he was hurt because some guys had already tried to punch him for being gay and I was always around to save him. He hugged me when I approached him, saying that he wasn’t hurt, but he was feeling embarrassed because that guy laughing (who was my friend from soccer) had spit on him. Then he showed me his uniform and there was a disgusting spit already drying out on his t-shirt.
I turned to the guy still laughing at Alberto and asked what was going on. The guy, probably thinking that I would laugh with him, just said “well, if he wants to be a faggot, he needs to get used to it.” Alberto had not stopped crying yet, he was so afraid, he was shaking in fear at the corner of the room, afraid of even looking at the guy. My only reaction was grabbing the guy with my left hand and punching him with my right hand three times, right to his face. When he tried to punch back, I spit right on his eyes and said “you’re right, it feels good to spit on a faggot”. When the teacher entered the room, she saw Alberto crying, the other guy with a bleeding mouth and spit on his face, and I was standing between them. We were all sent to the principal’s room and we were all suspended, including Alberto who had not done anything wrong, but the homophobic slut always found ways to punish him for being a victim. We went back home and Alberto couldn’t stop repeating how sorry he was because I got in trouble because of him, I told him that I did what I should have done and he shouldn’t be sorry for anything. He was really embarrassed and disgusted for that shirt with the guy’s spit, so I took my shirt off, gave it to him, and threw his shirt out. So we walked down the street side by side, I was shirtless, he was wearing a shirt twice his size. But at least nobody would hurt him with me there.
I was 17 and I know my attitude was wrong, I shouldn’t have punched the guy, nor used the expression “faggot” as a slur to insult him. I should have taken care of Alberto instead of unleashing my anger on his bully. In any case, this is just one of the many times I got in trouble to protect him and I would have done everything again if I could go back in time. The whole point is that Alberto is really important to me. He is more important than any of my family members, to be honest. I wake up everyday thinking about how to make sure he is safe, protected, and happy. For this reason, a lot of people think that I am gay or that we are a couple. And I want to make it very clear, now that my life is public here: I am not gay, I have never thought about being gay, I have no doubts about that. I love women, I feel attraction for women, and I want to get married one day and have children with a woman.
Moreover, before meeting Angela, I had always seen Alberto as a little brother, so I would never feel any sort of sexual attraction toward him, even if he was a girl. But Angela gets really horny when she sees strong men fucking submissive men, and she insisted a lot, you have no idea. She said in her first post that I said “a hole is a hole” but this is a complete lie. First, I had never thought about being with another man before. Also, I would never refer to Alberto as “a hole”, he’s the most important person in my life. What happened in fact is that Angela basically blackmailed me and after three or four fucks, she said that she would not let me fuck her again, unless I brought a third one to our bed. His pussy was a great fuck, so I tried to convince her to forget about that, but she was totally inflexible. That was the only reason why I considered touching another man. Otherwise, I would never do it. She also said that we had “the right amount of wine”, but that was not the case either. She brought a lot of alcohol one night and did not drink anything, she kept insisting on to drink a lot, but she remained sober the whole time. When Alberto and I were completely drunk, she put my dick out pretending that she would suck it, and then she forced Alberto’s head against my cock. We never agreed to do it, but we were too drunk, and I was barely reacting at that point.
On the next morning, she told me that if I didn’t start fucking her with Alberto by my side she would tell all my friends and family that I was in the closet and that I have always been Alberto’s boyfriend, since middle school, which couldn’t be more false. But I didn’t want her to go around spreading this lie, so I decided to let Alberto suck me one day and at first it was really weird, but he confessed all the feelings he had for me and said that would be a great honor if I allowed him to touch my cock. So I let him do it and I won’t lie: I started enjoying it, although it felt weird for several days until I got used to it.
Another important thing that I must say is that Angela did all this scheme because she is really into that. She would love touching herself while Alberto was on all fours for me, but she has never thought about Alberto. What she said about Alberto not being smooth for me and I got angry at him is ridiculous, that never happened that way. What really happened that night is that Alberto in fact was a little hairy and when I saw him that way I told him that I wasn’t comfortable fucking him, but I immediately said that he could just stay with us, suck my dick, and have a good time. But Angela then said that if he wasn’t ready to take my cock, he could leave and wait in the other room. I never told him to leave, she lied for you. I was too horny, so I didn’t discuss, and banged her really hard, this part is true. But as soon as I finished, I went out to get Alberto in my arms, and told him that everything was fine, I didn’t want him to be upset. Then he sucked me (much better than Angela, btw), and I gave him a load to taste before going to bed.
Anyway, I think this is enough for you to know how selfish Angela was. Alberto’s last post, unlike hers, is 100% true in every single detail. But I also want to add that, besides trying to deceive me and getting pregnant without telling me, she would always talk to me when we were alone trying to get rid of Alberto. When we were in bed by ourselves she would say things like “you know, one day you will need to send Alberto back to his house, he can’t be here forever”. She literally just wanted Alberto’s hole to get horny watching me as I fuck him, and never more. Alberto is too naive sometimes and he thought they were friends, but she only wanted to fulfill her fantasy using the two of us. Now she will need to find somebody else because I don’t want her in my house ever again.
I admit that everything is really new to me. I have been fucking girls since I was 15, but now I am also fucking my best friend and it still is a little confusing. But at the same time I don’t want to stop having sex with Alberto. The way he looks at me, the way he follows what I tell him to do, the way he cooks and cleans the whole house. It’s difficult to describe how sweet he is. I haven’t seen your whole website yet, but I feel I have a lot to learn about what you call hierarchy. I would never call Alberto a “faggot” because this is a horrible word for me, but he’s trying to show me what it really means among homosexuals. I don’t know if I am bisexual, but I don’t think so because I do not get horny watching two guys making out. But when Alberto comes to my room completely naked I can only think about putting some cum deep inside of him.
I wanted to turn this page and introduce myself to you, Sam. I have no idea about what will happen next, but Alberto is my little brother and my best friend. Just like I got suspended multiple times in school protecting him, I will never let a woman separate us, no matter what it takes.
It is nice to meet you, Sam. Take care.
Best,
André.
Magnificent! What a breathtaking ode to deep friendship, true love, and the unrelenting power of a straight Protector Alpha!
I’ll talk directly to you, Master Andre, for the remainder of this post.
Master, first of all I thank you and praise you for what you’ve grown to be and the deep relationship you’ve built with Alberto. It’s one built on now decades of trust and loyalty and love. It’s an unshakeable bond, mainly due to your powerful Alpha instincts and Alberto’s submissive devotion.
But let me clear up a few of your concerns.
First of all, you are not bisexual or gay. You’re a straight Alpha. Straight Men have always owned and used faggots, not because they’re confused or can’t get pussy, but because of the POWER they feel when they are served by fags. If you glance through the stories embedded in the right sidebar, you’ll find thread after thread of real-life stories involving straight Alphas who have discovered the truth of faggot ownership and greater power. I think you are already understanding some of that through your use and ownership of Alberto.
And Master, I can appreciate your noble dislike of the term “faggot” to describe Alberto or myself. It shows you have a good heart. But I assure you that true faggots like us do not consider the term to be an insult, but rather a validation. We faggots are made by nature to serve and please Men like you, Master. There are few things more thrilling to us than to hear Men like you say “good boy” or “good faggot” because we feel validated in our natural role. I hope you understand this, Master.
I wanted to address the awesome statement you made about your newfound desire to pump your cum into Alberto when you see him. Why do you think that is? You may not realize it consciously, but Men (and particularly Alphas) use their cum to mark their territory, to claim people as property. By feeding/breeding Alberto, you’re staking your claim as his Owner, his Master. It is the deepest possible union, as your DNA is now part of Alberto’s bloodstream and you’ve marked him body and soul. He’s your faggot forever, Master!
So what’s next? You could take additional steps of ownership, like putting a chastity cage on Alberto or maybe putting a collar on him. I’m sure chastity cages seem like a punishment to you, Master (and sometimes they are used that way), but chastity cages also help faggots deepen their submission and respect for Alpha cock. However, Alberto is such an exceptional faggot that a chastity cage may not be necessary.
If you choose to give Alberto something like a cage or collar, I do recommend that you do it ceremonially. Make it a special event. This will impress upon Alberto’s mind and heart the seriousness of it.
Master, I am so very grateful for your letter and for the privilege of speaking with you! I think you are truly starting to grasp the greater power and purpose within you, as well as your true place in Hierarchy. And, thanks to your loyal friend and faggot Alberto, you can now embrace that destiny!
You can always reach me directly at hierarchyuniversity@gmail.com, Master.
The following post is part of a thread following the development of a deep Master/faggot relationship between a faggot named Alberto and his straight childhood friend and Master Andre. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
When people try to tell me that straight Alphas don’t use or own faggots, I know they are completely wrong. I’ve been owned by or served multiple straight Alphas in my life, and I’ve chronicled so many real-life examples of this here that it’s irrefutable.
I can tell you that the probability of a straight Alpha owning a faggot goes up exponentially if the pair have known each other for a long time. If they have been friends. I think there is a part of an Alpha that is triggered when he understands his friend that he cares about is a vulnerable faggot who just wants to serve. A protective instinct takes over, and he is much more likely to take ownership of him.
I say this because I’ve been covering the life of young Alpha King Master Andre and his girlfriend Angela, who brought his fag friend Alberto in to serve as part of a threesome.
Angela left out much of the history between Master Andre and Alberto, mainly because she was more concerned with her own needs and perspective (typical female). But something dramatic has happened, and this has caused Alberto to reach out to me for the first time.
Before I share this, I just want to say that this letter touched me deeply. I honestly cannot wait to comment on it, so let’s get into it:
Hello my brother Sam, my name is Alberto and you don’t know me yet, but you know my story very well. I serve Master Andre, and his girlfriend Angela has been updating you about us. You even created a thread named King Andre for our amazing and wonderful King. Angela loves Alpha on fag porn and she showed me your website. She asked me not to write to you because she wanted to be in charge of our updates, and I was happy to follow her. But things got out of control and I decided to reach out to you.
When I say that Andre is my King, I’m not kidding at all. Our families were really close and out mothers got pregnant at the same time. My mom says that, when we were 5 playing together with our toys in the backyard, he would keep an eye on me and make sure that I was safe at all times. That’s the level of his Alphahood. He really is a wonderful Man. It was inevitable that I would develop a huge crush on him as we grew up. I know Angela told you this in her first account but it was not very accurate, so I’ll explain my story to you. I hope you don’t mind, Sam.
Andre and I went to kindergarten, middle school and high school together, side by side, every single day. When we were 18, I could not stop thinking about him, he was my first and biggest crush, and I would dream with him, take screenshots of his shirtless pics to jerk off later, and so on. But he is very straight, so I was okay with the idea that I would never have the joy of serving him. I would see him fucking all the girls in our high school and just dream about it, without never admitting to him my feelings. We were like brothers and he always took care of me. I had horrible bullies during high school and Andre received several notifications for bad behavior because he would beat up anyone who dared to make a homophobic joke about me.
He wanted me to be happy and he is incredibly gay-friendly, so he has always tried to find guys to fuck me, because while he would go out with dozens of girls I used to stay home by myself playing video games every Friday night. When we turned 18, he insisted that I should go on apps and find a Man to take my virginity, but I wasn’t brave enough to admit that the only dick I wanted was his. So we graduated together, took our pics together as two brothers, and I begged him to go to college with him because I could never imagine facing reality without him. He proved me again how wonderful he is and applied for the same schools I wanted, so we went together to college.
We did not live together during college, but we got even closer to each other. The dynamic was similar to our lives in high school: Andre fucked and bred every single girl on campus, and I was too afraid of embracing my true identity because, although I knew I was a sub gay man, I was obsessed with him and only him. I did not want to touch any other dick on Earth, so I just remained a virgin and focused on my degree. When we finished college, we started working in different places, but always talking to each other every day. Andre is so perfect that he would text me every morning just to make sure I was okay going to work without him.
Then my whole life changed in 2022 in the most traumatic day of my life. I would jerk off multiple times a day imagining Andre fucking me, but since high school I only used my fingers in my hole. One day, after years thinking about it, I decided to buy an actual dildo to imagine Andre deep down inside of me. At first, it was amazing, I would put a lot of lube on it and stretch my hole looking at Andre’s pictures. I had the biggest orgasm of my life during this time. I was truly convinced that I could spend my whole life as a virgin just with Andre’s pictures and my big dildo. My family is extremely conservative and homophobic, so I kept the lube and the dildo very well hidden in my closet.
But one day when I was 25, my dad was suspecting that I was gay, which is obvious because I’m very girly, so he called Andre and asked very directly if I was gay. Andre was always with hundreds of girls and I had never in my whole life mentioned a girl, even though I was always hanging out with him, so it was quite clear. But my King Andre knew that my father would not react well, so he lied and said that I was straight and that I fucked girls at college, which is very ironic because Andre was all the times trying to find a guy to fuck and breed me. My father loves Andre and since I was a kid he would shove it in my face how he would prefer that Andre was his real son, not me. After talking to Andre, my dad entered my room and started going through my things trying to find condoms or anything to prove that I was fucking girls.
But the only thing he found was a big dildo and a bottle of lube. When I arrived home that night, he didn’t even let me talk. He had the dildo on the living room table and, when I tried to say something, he threw a punch right on my face. I have always been very skinny and fragile, so it was impossible to fight back. I tried to hold his arms, but he just punched me again on my chest and on my face. I am sorry to tell you these things Sam, I know your site has a much happier tone, but I’ve been reading your content and do want to share this with you. I hope you don’t mind. My mother held my dad because he went to the kitchen to get a knife, ready to k*ll me. But my mother is also small, so she only held him for a few seconds. I ran away and my only thought was calling Andre.
I called Andre and I was shaking, crying, sobbing, I just wanted to be in his arms. I was literally in the middle of the street crying out loud, both my hands shaking. Once again, he showed me the God and King he is. He was with a girl in his house, ready to fuck her soon, but he immediately told her to go home because “his little brother was in danger.” He drove to me in less than 10 minutes, put me inside his car, and stayed there, parked on the street for an hour, just holding me and letting me cry on his shoulder. I couldn’t move, I couldn’t speak, I was just repeating things like “I’m so stupid, I’m worthless, all because of a stupid dildo, I’m an idiot.” Andre held me during a whole hour, never letting me go. Then he kissed my forehead, cleaned my tears, looked in my eyes and said that I was perfect the way I am. There was nothing wrong about what I had done and my father would never understand the perfect son he had. My face was bleeding because my father’s wedding ring hit me right on my cheekbone, so Andre took me home, cleaned the wound, ordered food for us, and he put me to sleep like a baby, on his chest. I was still crying, shaking and afraid, but he held me tight until I fell asleep on his chest.
I wanted to go back home the following day to get my stuff, because I only had my phone and the clothes I was wearing. Even my wallet was in my room. But of course I was terrified and afraid of going there. Andre told me that he would never let me go there again by myself, so he went with me, which made me feel much safer. My father is horribly homophobic, so when we arrived there together he looked at Andre and said “how disappointing Andre, are you a faggot as well walking around with this one?” It really hurt my feelings to see my father referring to me as “this one”, but I took a deep breath and let Andre do all the talking for me.
Oh Sam, that was the moment when I really noticed what a powerful and mighty King Andre is. He grew up close to my father, so Andre always respected my father like he does with his own. But when he say the way my dad was treating me, Andre just said “Alberto is my little brother, and I’ll be with him no matter what. I don’t care if you won’t talk to me anymore, but if you ever try to hit him again, you’ll need to hit me first”, then Andre held my hand and walked to my room to get my stuff. My father tried to stop him and said “this is my house and everything in his room is mine now”. Then I started crying again because I had bought everything with my own money: computer, television, clothes, watches, it was thousands and thousands of my hard earned money there, and I thought there was nothing to do. But Andre simply looked to my father and said “I don’t recall asking your permission to do so, now get out of the way”
I thought my father would try to attack Andre as he did with me, but unbelievably he stepped aside and let my King into my room. We picked up everything, put in Andre’s car and he even told my father that he would be back soon to get the rest, so my father should leave the door open. And my dad obeyed! It was really shocking. After that day, I moved in and we’ve been living together since 2022. We’re both 28 now and Angela entered our life in November 2024, 10 months ago.
I am sorry for the long account Sam, but I really needed to tell you who I am for you to understand the true power of Andre and his importance of my life. Now I can tell you why I am disobeying Angela and reaching out to you:
As you already know, Andre has been fucking me for some months now, which is my biggest dream coming true. She told you the truth when she said that it started happening thanks to her, and I will be always grateful for that. However, her behavior is really bossy sometimes, and my King does no deserve that. I think you could have an idea of how she is based on her accounts, but that thing about anal sex took a crazy proportion between the three of us. Andre told me that my hole feels amazing but he really wants to try Angela’s ass too. I told him that he has the right to fuck whatever hole he wants, which for me is the only possible answer. But Angela refused to do it.
Andre started to talk about it around late June and our month of July was not as good as the previous ones because of that. I offered King Andre my own hole multiple times, I even told him that I could fully dress like a girl, or find virgin faggots for him. I was just trying to help. But Andre told me that it is not Angela’s virgin ass that matters for him, but he wanted to see how she would react to this. And as you can imagine, her reaction was the worst possible and she kept saying that Andre should be grateful to have her tight pussy only for him and forget about her ass. Then things escalated last week because Angela confided to me that she would stop taking her contraceptive pills without letting Andre know, so she would get pregnant and then, according to her plan, our King would need to marry her and she would never let him fuck her ass. Oh my God Sam, can you imagine my face when she told me that? I feel bad because Angela had become really close friends in these past 6 months, but that was too much. So before Andre fucked her, I told everything to him. My King simply called the both of us to the living room and said “something really sad is going on here: whether my loyal boy is lying to me, or my girlfriend thinks I am stupid. I give you both 5 seconds to tell me which is the case.”
My only reaction was kneeling and holding his leg, saying that I would never lie to him. Angela tried to lie again and say that it was a misunderstanding, but Andre looked at her with a really serious face and she admitted everything. She said that she would try to get pregnant without Andre’s consent hoping that, if she had a child, he would stay with her and accept her rules, including never having anal sex. My King is a real gentleman, so he was furious but did not yell or offended her. It was so beautiful to see his power, Sam. He just said “Angela, I am breaking up with you. I will take Alberto out for dinner and you have 2 hours to take all your stuff from my room and leave the house. Anything that I find here after I’m back will be thrown away. If you refuse to leave, I will call the police. Goodnight.”
What a real demonstration of power from a magnific protector Alpha! I was crying again realizing that our throuple was over, but also so relieved that Andre did not turn against me. He took me to his car and drove me to my favorite restaurant. I told him that I was really sorry and he just said “you’ve been with me for 28 years. Angela is just a pussy from Tinder. Do not be sorry, baby. You did exactly what I expect you to do. I would be really disappointed if I she got pregnant just to keep me and you were her accomplice”
Anyway brother Sam, I think that’s enough for today. Once again, I apologize for the long letter. But I really needed to vent and share my feelings with you. They broke up last Sunday, so it’s been just 5 days now, and Angela doesn’t stop calling me and calling him trying to come back. I told Andre that I will support him no matter what and would be happy to train Angela better, but I don’t think she wants to change… do you think I made the right decision, brother? I don’t know… Andre was so happy fucking the two of us. I feel that even with a child they could find a way to be happy together, and actually I am really good with kids. I’d love to hear your thoughts on this whole situation. I’m always happy when I’m serving Andre, but I’ve felt guilty this week after this terrible incident.
In case you want to add this letter to King Andre’s thread, it would be a huge honor to be featured on your website. I really admire what you do here for faggots like me.
Thank you, brother.
I am astonished by the deep level of commitment and humility shown by Alberto! He truly adores and worships Master Andre as completely as any faggot ever has! I think Master Andre would be proud to know how badly you yearn to please him every day, brother!
And to that end, I want you to do something, Alberto: I want you to show Master Andre this thread. He needs to know about all of this, because I think when he sees it in its totality he will understand exactly how powerful he truly is!
And my goodness … Master Andre really came to life through your words, dear brother! It’s clear that Master Andre is a defiant Protector Alpha willing to take on any wrongdoer regardless of status or position. He has a strong sense of himself and what he wants, and nothing stops him!
To be honest, when I compare how you described Master Andre with Angela’s description, it’s almost like she knew only the surface of this growing King!
You, however, know his heart! And what a wondrous heart it is! It’s the heart of a fierce and protective God Alpha!
I could’ve cried while reading about all of the abuse Alberto suffered in school and then from his own father! So terrifying and heartbreaking! Thank goodness Master Andre fearlessly defended him and comforted him!
I’m sure it must’ve been frustrating to watch Master Andre start a relationship with Angela and move her in. It’s always hard when we fags are serving a straight Alpha and surrendering our hearts and lives to them, only to watch as they fall in love with a female and forget us. I’ve had that happen multiple times, and I still feel that empty ache over it.
To Master Andre’s credit, he never forgot his faggot friend despite Angela’s presence. And once Angela had the brainstorm to include Alberto into their sex lives (for her own selfish reasons, of course, but still…), Master Andre was open to using Alberto sexually for the first time.
And he ascended!
Alberto asked me if I thought he did the right thing in reporting Angela’s evil plan to trap Master Andre into fatherhood. The unequivocal answer is YES, YOU DID THE EXACT RIGHT THING, BROTHER!
In fact, I couldn’t be prouder of you for this! Think of it this way: Master Andre saved you multiple times during your lives … and this your opportunity to save him!!
A great faggot is one who does more than massages feet or tributes money or offers holes to fuck. A great faggot is dedicated to the betterment of an Alpha’s entire life!
You selflessly and courageously protected Master Andre’s entire life by shielding him from Angela’s horrific machinations! Master Andre is undoubtedly very proud of you as well, and I’m sure he’s glad to own you as his personal faggot!
I’m so impressed by Master Andre’s commanding decisiveness, both with your father and Angela! He doesn’t tolerate disobedience or injustice, and he acts swiftly to quell it! He’s going to become a great leader and God Alpha for sure!
And I have no doubt you will be kneeling at his right hand, his main faggot and trusted confidante!
Thank you Alberto for sharing this important and impactful account with everyone!
I love you, brother!
sam the faggot
P.S. I am going to make your own header for your own thread just as soon as I get my computer out of storage. Technically you already have a thread here, but you deserve to be highlighted as a great faggot of a great God Alpha!
The following post is part of a thread following the worship of a powerful straight Alpha named Andre by his woman, Angela, and a faggot named Alberto who serves them both. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
When it comes to faggot ownership, one thing is certain: the faggot isn’t the only person changed. Every Alpha who responsibly owns faggots is leveled-up and ascends. And every couple that takes on a faggot draws closer and learns what it means to properly serve Men and their needs.
Or that is what is supposed to happen.
Sometimes a faggot’s introduction into a pre-existing relationship reveals certain tensions and resentments that hide below the surface. Or, a faggot’s presence can also show up the deficiencies of one of the partners.
Angela, the girlfriend of Master Andre, might be falling into that latter category. Here’s what she wrote:
Hey Sam, This is Angela. Andre, Alberto, and I are living very well together. We’ve been strict about shaving and our fag is getting more and more submissive. He does anything Andre demands without a second thought. But a few days ago we had an issue here and I’d like to know your opinion. As always, Alberto was deep throating our man’s cock while I put my pussy on Andre’s face. He has always loved to put his tongue deep inside my pussy, and I love it too. But suddenly he started licking my ass and rimming my hole, which he had never done before. I told him to stop in the middle of our hot sweaty fuck, while Alberto continued to serve him orally, gaging on his dick. I told him to suck my pussy again, and not touch my ass, and he did it. Then he fucked Alberto in missionary position, I rode his cock, and he finished on Alberto’s face. The fag swallowed every drop as always.
When the fag went to his room and we were by ourselves, he told me that he wanted to prepare my ass for penetration. I told him that he already has my pussy and Alberto’s ass to fuck, and I wouldn’t let him fuck my ass. He insisted to say that my virgin hole is pretty and looks really tight and he really wants me to give him my ass virginity. We went to sleep and I told Alberto about this conversation. The fag immediately told me that I should not disobey Andre. He offered himself to teach me how to open my hole with a dildo, but I made my decision and this is not going to happen. Alberto thinks that I’m being silly and even told me that I’m risking Andre finds another woman willing to give him her ass and pair with Alberto in her service.
Am I really being stupid and silly? I know Andre will not break up with me just because of this. He already has 2 mouths and 2 holes to fuck. But after talking to Alberto, I’m concerned if he’ll cheat on me as a response to my attitude. Any thoughts?
I must admit that I flinched when I read that Angela refused to obey Master Andre. Every faggot knows you simply do not tell an Alpha “no” when he demands something reasonable.
My brother Alberto was right to warn Angela about such a course, and I’m proud of him for telling her the truth. He could’ve just kept quiet and let her learn a tough lesson, but he showed admirable loyalty.
Simply put, Angela is wrong. When a powerful Alpha like Master Andre makes a statement about what he wants, it’s the job of those he owns to submit and grant him those wishes. Angela’s asshole – like the rest of her – belongs to Master Andre. If he wants to fuck it, he should be able to fuck it.
Unfortunately, Angela is falling victim to the erroneous modern female reasoning that a pussy is magical and hypnotic and controls any Man. Why does any female in 2025 think their pussy is that powerful? Seriously.
Alphas can have ANY PUSSY THEY WANT. And there are approximately 4 billion pussies running around the planet at any given time. They can also use a wide variety of amazing toys that feel even better than a pussy. And let’s not forget THEY OFTEN OWN AND/OR USE FAGGOTS ON THE SIDE, TOO!
Alberto was exactly right when he warned Angela that she can be replaced in a heartbeat if Master Andre wants. First he will go out creeping behind her back to test out some strange pussies, and when he finds the right one Angela will be tossed out on her unfucked ass.
I promise that landing will hurt a lot more than submitting to Master Andre’s demands!
I’m not trying to be mean, but this requires a firm slap back to reality. Angela is wrong, and her defiance is going to lead to an end she will totally regret. Yes, he owns a faggot he can fuck in the ass … so why does he want to fuck her in the ass? Because he’s claiming territory. He wants her to submit to him. So when she resists this, it only puts her squarely in the line of fire.
So Angela, listen to me if you won’t listen to Alberto. You’re making a mistake by not submitting to Master Andre. If you refuse to obey, he’s going to replace you with someone who will.
This is what it means to be owned by an Alpha. Learn from faggots who know!
And take Alberto out for a shopping spree or a Frappuccino for being loyal to you by giving you good advice!
The following post is part of a thread following the worship of a powerful straight Alpha named Andre by his woman, Angela, and a faggot named Alberto who serves them both. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
I leaned in hard on her for this attitude, warning her in no uncertain terms that Alphas are to be respected and obeyed, not toyed with in such a callous way. I pointed out that Alphas can fuck anyone (and often do), and her arrogance will lead to her getting kicked out on her ass.
I was wondering if I would hear from her again. After all, I didn’t pull any punches.
But Angela wrote to me yesterday with a surprising update:
Hey Sam, this is Angela again
Your last answer really touched me. At first, I was a little upset when you said that Andre could just find another pussy to fuck or even a toy if I am not looking as he wants. I talked to Alberto about that I thought that he would agree with me. But the fag just said “don’t you think we’re lucky enough to have such a King only for us? I don’t know about you, but I will never disappoint him again”
To see his submission and desire to serve my boyfriend was a turning point for me. I talked to some female friends of mine and they all agreed that I wouldn’t be less of a feminist if I followed some of Andre’s wishes. I have always been a proud feminist and I still am. But dealing with a faggot 24/7 has made me rethink some ideas… we women can still have our value in society and please our men, one thing does not eliminate the other.
Long story short, I asked Alberto if he would like to wax his ass and legs. Andre told him that he could leave his legs hairy because he knows how much work it would be to shave everything, but his ass must me smooth at all times. So I though that would be a great surprise to welcome our King with both my and Alberto’s legs smooth.
I made an appointment at a wax center that I know is very gay friendly. I have been there a few time in the past and the staff is wonderful. I went with Alberto, he was a little nervous at first to do it because it was his first time, but in a few minutes, the faggot was naked, with a white towel on his little dick and getting completely waxed.
We arrived home a few hours before Andre arrived from work. Alberto cooked dinner, while I took a nice shower to be as gorgeous as possible to my Man. When Andre arrived home, he couldn’t believe… we were so smooth and so hungry for his cock. Before having dinner, he told us to give him a double blowjob, and fingered my pussy and Alberto’s ass all the time. He came on our faces, we took a shower together the three of us, we had dinner, and went to bed.
While in bed, he fucked Alberto’s hole first, so roughly that I was afraid he would destroy the boy. But the faggot love it. He then turned to me and fucked my pussy, while kissing me, holding my smooth legs, kissing my smooth armpits and, of course, licking my boobs. He came inside of me as well and it felt amazing.
At the end of the night, he had shot 3 nice loads. We were all happy and sweaty. And he kissed both me and Alberto saying how proud he was. He told us to go to this wax center at least twice a month from now on.
Even though your words were a little harsh to me at first, I thank you for telling me these things… thanks to you and Alberto, I realize now that treating a Man as he wants to be treated doesn’t make me a bad feminist at all. Every feminist should have a home faggot!
Beautiful!
Feminism is a cancer in today’s society in some respects. It attempts to make women equal to Men, and by almost every measurable way they are NOT equal. Men are superior. Keep in mind: that is not a slight to women! As Angela discovered, accepting and embracing this truth leads to a deeper fulfillment as a woman because that is how women are designed! They are made to complement Men, enchant Men, and satisfy Men.
Faggots do not hold delusions of equality with Men. We understand our place and role in relation to Men, and we seek to fulfill that role as much as we are allowed.
By his fine, submissive conduct and adoration of Master Andre, Alberto has shown the real path to deeply satisfying the wants and needs of a powerful Alpha like Master Andre. This is something Angela and many feminist females are overlooking or not considering, to their downfall.
I mean, I’m all for women failing their Alphas, because that simply means more Alphas for faggots to serve properly!
This story only illustrates the importance of straight Alphas using faggots and then integrating them into their heterosexual life. Any woman that doesn’t yield to that command can be replaced. But ultimately, every Alpha should be able to enjoy the true Kingship Master Andre has achieved.
This is the ultimate destiny for every true Alpha: a Kingdom where women and faggots serve at his feet and for his pleasure day and night.
The following post is part of a thread following the worship of a powerful straight Alpha named Andre by his woman, Angela, and a faggot named Alberto who serves them both. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Master Andre is even more intriguing as a figure primarily because I haven’t heard from him at all so far. That means I’m forced to understand him and his power through the descriptions of his actions from Angela, his faithful woman. I’m not complaining, though. I don’t need to talk to a tornado to understand its power, because I can see what it does and what effects it leaves in its wake.
Same with Master Andre. His adoring woman and his grateful faggot are ruled over with an uncompromising vision and precise expectations of service.
Angela wrote to me last night to tell me about an issue that is pretty common with straight Alphas: Master Andre wants his faggots to be hairless. I’ve known this about straight Alphas practically from the start of my faggot career. I had trouble in adolescence because I hated growing hair on my legs and armpits, and that hatred of body hair bled into my adult life and as I began serving straight Alphas. So when getting regularly bred became a feature of my service, I always made sure to get waxed professionally (and bleached enough for my asshole to qualify as a Chinese laundromat) so I was always smooth. From the comments I received from straight Alphas, they appreciated a nice clean fag hole like mine.
However, not every faggot has the weird hang-ups I have, so they must be taught through discipline to carefully craft their bodies into suitable sacrifices on the altar of straight Alpha lust.
That’s exactly what happened with Master Andre’s faggot Alberto. Here’s Angela with the story:
Hi Sam,
This is Angela again, King Andre’s girlfriend. We have been very happy with our faggot Alberto. I love the feeling of having a sub male for me use as much as I want as well.
I need to tell you what happened this past weekend so you can help me decide how to behave. I also shave my whole body regardless of what Andre wants because I don’t like to see my legs or ass with hair. Alberto, our sexy fag, has always had a very smooth skin as well. With time, I think he got a little less concerned about that, although he still serves us perfectly well. So last Saturday we were ready for one more amazing fuck when Andre opened Alberto’s ass and found some hair. Nothing too crazy, but enough to let him really upset. He got very mad at the boy and, without letting him explain what had happened, sent Alberto to the living room and said that he didn’t want to see him for the next hours. He literally rage fucked me after that. Andre fucked me twice and shot two big loads, making Alberto hear from the other room my moans as his huge dick destroyed my pussy. After he came twice, I asked him why he had been so rude with our faggot and Andre said that in his house no women should have body hair and if he was not strict about that Alberto would soon look like a bear.
Our fag is definitely what one would call a twink and some body hair is normal because after all he is still a man, but apparently this is non-negotiable for our sexy King. I told him to take it easy because the fag really loves him, but the most I could do was having Andre accepting some chest hair, but legs and ass must be smooth at all times, otherwise he refuses to fuck the fag.
Some hours later, when Alberto was already sleeping by himself in the couch, Andre went to the living room, took the fag in his arms and brought to our room. When the fag woke up, he said that he didn’t want to hurt his feelings, but that he was very disappointed to see that Alberto wasn’t taking care of his body as he should. The boy apologized and asked if he could give Andre some head and that was enough for the tough King to melt and put his big dick out. I was the lucky girl this time because I received two big loads in my pussy, the third one was much smaller, but it was enough for Alberto to swallow it and go to bed in a better mood.
When I was home alone with Alberto on Monday, I told him that I could help him to shave and make sure that he would always be ready. I noticed that keeping an eye on the fag’s legs and eye will be much easier than convincing my man to fuck a hairy ass.
To be honest, if he ever gets upset because I am not “perfect” as he wants, I will refuse to obey and will deprive him of pussy until he stops being picky. But Alberto immediately apologized and promised to behave better. Maybe that’s why he loved fucking this fag so much…
I’d like to know your opinion on this. Should I challenge Andre’s picky requirements of fucking smooth ass or is this just a normal reaction for a straight man?
First of all, Master Andre shows a keen understanding of how to properly discipline a faggot. Deprivation is the key to faggot discipline, not beating. It probably crushed Alberto to listen to his Master fucking Angela for hours and breeding her multiple times while he was alone on the couch in another room. And the discipline worked perfectly, as Master Andre returned to find a contrite and humbled faggot eager to serve properly once more!
I honestly find Angela’s letter to be quite revealing for a reason she did not intend. Near the end of the letter she mentions how she would punish Master Andre if he started complaining about her by depriving him of pussy. Oddly enough, it’s exactly this kind of gamesmanship played by women that lead Alphas to use faggots in the first place. I think it’s a mistake for any woman to think that her pussy is some unique and magic unicorn that only exists between her legs and nowhere else. Every female has a two-inch gash between her legs and is a potential target for Alpha cock. Then add in all of the cute faggots running around that are more than eager to kneel and serve an Alpha.
Hell, Men invented silicone pussies that vibrate and massage and don’t stink FOR A REASON.
So given the fact that Alphas can (and actually do) fuck anyone they please at any time, humility is of paramount importance. Females and faggots alike should be humbled to the core for any opportunity to serve a powerful Alpha like Master Andre, not play vindictive and disrespectful sex games with them!
But to answer your closing question directly, Angela, I don’t think you should do anything to Master Andre to change his stance because I believe that is pointless. He wants a hairless faggot to fuck, and he has no reason to change that stance. Alphas are accustomed to getting what they want without compromise, and I think Master Andre believes that implicitly.
Rather than trying to change an Alpha like Master Andre (who is by definition superior anyway), it’s better to simply become the humble and presentable worshipers he desires. That way you and Alberto will both get plenty of cock, cum, and affection from one of the great Kings of our world!
