The following post is part of a larger thread chronicling the awakening of a straight Brazilian Alpha named Vinicius who has taken ownership of his former friend and faggot Felipe while trying to raise his teenage Alpha son in hierarchical truth. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

It saddens me that so many straight Alphas go through life without any proper knowledge of hierarchical truth. I mean, they might naturally understand some of it – we all do instinctively – but they refuse to fully embrace hierarchical truth because of one stupid reason: parts of it seem too gay. It feels too much like a gay fetish (and, in fact, gays have fetishized it) to seem important or even relevant to their lives.

But here’s the truth: no straight Alpha will ever ascend to greater power (or even know there is greater power) until they accept the truth of hierarchy and accept their purpose and the purpose of faggots as property to own and use. Why is this so important? Because the submission and obedience of faggots teaches straight Alphas that they are more than merely MEN, but they are, in fact, KINGS. How can any Alpha ascend if he is not a ruler of men? Seeing other males kneel and obey their commands sends a charge through a straight Alpha that is quite unlike anything they’ve ever felt before.

A power they’ve never felt before. A power that appeals to their dominance and their need for worship. They don’t get that worship from their females, not the way a faggot freely offers it. And once a straight Alpha understands that, an entire world of power opens up to him. It’s almost as if cataracts are removed from his eyes, and he sees the world properly, as HIS world. It’s a beautiful (and important) moment of realization.

I’ve recently been involved in a developing story of a faggot named Felipe who was best friends with a straight Alpha named Vinicius. Over the twenty years of their friendship, Felipe has been hiding his true nature as a faggot while helping Master Vinicius raise his son. I became involved with them after Master Vinicius’s son confided in Felipe that he was fucking girls and faggots. You can catch up by referring to this thread right HERE.

Suffice it to say that Felipe went to Master Vinicius about this issue, and at that point Master Vinicius discovered me and this site. And that’s when his whole worldview changed.

He was initially enraged about what Felipe had done, as you can tell by reading this first message from him. But I wrote a long reply trying to reason with him while teaching him a few aspects about hierarchy that he simply never considered.

And listen to his next response:

Hello, Sam. It’s Vinicius again.

I was set on putting a pin in this whole thing, but your answer deserves some feedback. Thank you for your respectful words and for understanding how it all hit me. I accept your apologies. I understand it isn’t your fault, though I still struggle to grasp why it was published in the first place. But I can see now that you were trying to give Felipe some guidance… I also understand that this situation was weird for him too. I know he reached out to me out of respect and concern. I’m not mad at him for telling me all about what happened. What makes me mad is the story becoming public without my consent and, most of all, that he even considered I would do any harm to my son—and displaying that perspective publicly really pissed me off.

Yes, I’ve always said that if you’re the top, it doesn’t make you “less gay.” And I still feel that way. Speaking on my behalf, it doesn’t make sense to me that a man who gets a hard-on for another man’s ass isn’t gay as well. I don’t think I could do it with all the pills in the world. I do understand that there are bisexuals, and I think that maybe that’s what my son is discovering he is—and I’m fine with it. I don’t get this whole “faggot” dynamic and how a man can still be considered straight if they have sex with men. As I said, they’re bisexuals in my book. But I digress.

What I did understand about the “faggot” dynamic so far is that, indeed, I can’t handle it the same way I’ve always handled gays in general. You see… I’ve always known Felipe was gay. It was never a problem. I treated him like an equal. Like a buddy. But he made it very clear to me that he doesn’t see it that way—that I’m built differently… And this last part rings true. I am built differently. It makes sense, somehow.

I’m still pissed at him. I don’t want to deal with him right now. I said some very rough stuff in the last email, and I see now that some of it came out of the anger I felt at the moment. But deep down, I don’t want to cut him out of my life completely. But if I’m sure of one thing, it’s that our friendship will never go back to the place it was before all of this. I need to teach him a lesson. I don’t mean a punishment or a beating, but a lesson that makes it clear that I deserve a greater deal of respect.

I’m not going to lie or pretend I have it all figured out. I’m humble enough to know when I can’t step firmly on ground I’m not familiar with. This whole “Alpha/faggot” stuff is still very foreign to me. I used to think it was a “gay version” of the red pill movement… But some of it makes sense. I just can’t fully make sense of these new dynamics as clearly as I need to in order to do something about it. And you seem like an intelligent person who has it way more figured out than I do. I’d like some pieces of advice on how to:

a) clean up the mess my friendship has become under this new Alpha/faggot light;

b) properly teach him a lesson; and

c) figure out how things are going to be from now on—because, as I said, I don’t want to cut him off completely, but I get it now that I can’t give him the “equals” treatment anymore.

I hope to stay in touch with you. I liked how you addressed yourself to me throughout this whole thing. You were very humble and respectful.

So I told Master Vinicius what I thought he should try in order to discipline Felipe while also rebuilding the relationship.

Then Master Vinicius responded with this curious anecdote:

What you said about power and realizing others have always submitted to me is VERY true. If I can take anything good from this whole situation is understanding that. A lot of things that happened in my life now started to make sense. It’s not that I was bothered by them, but it’s like “oh, that’s why that thing happened when I was in high school. Oh, maybe that’s the reason I got some of my high profile clients” it just explains a lot since I have friends who are as qualified and focused on improving themselves as I am but, for whatever reason, never reached the same heights as I have. Probably that’s the reason. I’m grateful for Felipe for making me see that. And now you too. And, yes, it’s giving me a whole different perspective to guide my son to a righteous path.

As of making him kneel before me and kiss my feet… I don’t know if I’m into that. Flavio told me everything he did to Felipe. Not gonna lie, I’ve done some of that stuff before and I understand that rush of power. But I’ve only done that with women. And yes, it’s very arousing. But I don’t want anything physical with him, I don’t feel comfortable with that idea. At least for now. 

And it’s a good thing he feels crushed. He should! I’m gonna think of a way to make him make up for it.

You’re a good faggot, Sam. Thank you.

Do you hear it? That’s the sound of a straight Alpha connecting the dots of his life and realizing that nature has been teaching him about his true purpose and power all along! He suddenly realized that my message and this website isn’t just some gay fetish site, but instead it’s a site that leads people to accept and embrace their purpose.

As an Alpha, Master Vinicius started to realize the greater responsibility he has to not only his world, his family, his Alpha son, but also to guide and protect the weak, to own inferior males and give them purpose, and to collaborate/lead with other Alphas in a much more impactful way. He suddenly realized that he’s greater than the average Man, that his power is more potent and impactful than the average Man. He’s not a soldier or a slave … he’s the General. The commander. He’s the King.

That’s a heady purpose, but Master Vinicius was not only starting to see it, but also embrace it!

So Master Vinicius decided to give his new faggot Felipe a task to complete: he wanted his car detailed and some repairs done by 5pm the following day in preparation for a night out with his Alpha son and Master Flavio (the other Alpha in this story … see link above). Well, Felipe was a good boy and accomplished even more than what Master Vinicius demanded.

Notice how this affected Master Vinicius:

Hi Sam, it’s Master Vinicius again. (I’m starting to like the sound of that.)

As you already know, I had Felipe take my car in for maintenance and cleaning today, and I took his car to go to work instead. I thought a lot about the things you said I could get out of this new dynamic, and I figured that having him do tedious work for me, and having him pay for it, was a good start.

I was very impressed by how far beyond expectations he went to finish the tasks I gave him (by now he’s probably already given you the report, so I won’t go through all of that again). He had a 5pm deadline to get the car back to me, and he managed to do it with a couple of hours to spare. When I inspected the car, I was very pleased with what I saw – and that new-car smell, too. It was such a power trip seeing my car like that, knowing HE ran all the errands and that it all came out of HIS pocket, that I just couldn’t help but make him explain to me why I was doing this. At the same time, I had this HUGE urge to slap him right in the face, and I didn’t think twice when that thought crossed my mind, I just let it rip right there at the parking lot. I never in my life would have imagined I’d do that to him. Ever. But the funny thing is, I don’t feel guilty AT ALL. Fuck, if anything, I feel better after doing that. You should have heard how loud the slap was. It reminded me of Barney and Marshall’s slap bet from How I Met Your Mother. It was FUN like that. lol

This isn’t going to be the last task. I’m thinking I might take some inspiration from Eurystheus’ Twelve Labors of Hercules from Greek mythology. You see, Eurystheus was the king of Tiryns and gave Hercules those twelve labors as punishment for killing his family in a fit of madness. And Felipe went a little mad when he exposed me and my family without my consent. Though the story of Hercules and his labors forms the Hero’s Journey, this is going to be this faggot’s journey of redemption. I still haven’t decided whether I’m actually going to give him twelve tasks. For now, I’m just drawing from that story. I know I’m going to do more than just make him pay for what he did with his money, I’m hitting his vanity too. I’ll tell you what I have in mind, but it needs to remain a secret, so don’t publish what I’m about to tell you later in this email. I want Felipe to be surprised and to act on whatever I throw at him in the moment, without time to think.

Tonight, I’m going to watch my team’s first game of the national league. My son and Flavio are going with me. I’m telling Flavio all about the recent events and show him my letter you published. I’m not going to use Felipe sexually, but Flavio seems to enjoy it. I might as well give Felipe a taste of what he’s always wanted from me, but with Flavio doing the dirty work in my place. I think that by doing this I’m actually rewarding Felipe, because he’ll get to serve Flavio sexually (and ONLY sexually) and serve me as he’s always wanted without ever getting anywhere close to me in a way I don’t feel comfortable. I think it’s a fair and benevolent deal on my part.

Once again, I’d like to commend you, Sam. You’ve been VERY helpful throughout all this, and I’m sure you’ll find some time in your schedule to help your fag friend, right? You’re a great faggot, and I’m learning a lot about myself from you, even though it’s been a very short time since all of this has started. I hope I’m not putting the cart before the horse here. But I think I’m doing just fine.

Master Vinicius.

WOW!!!

I’ve never understood the Alpha urge to slap us in the face. It always seemed performative to me, a silly way to express dominance. But Master Vinicius perfectly explains this as a primal urge rooted in the need to express wordless dominance. It’s almost as if he couldn’t stop himself.

I must admit that Master Vinicius quoting a lesser-known story from Greek mythology as part of his future plans for his new faggot practically gave me a WIDE-ON. To me, there’s nothing sexier than an intelligent Alpha, and he’s definitely that. But I also think it’s amazing that Master Vinicius is utilizing historical narratives (from the very hierarchical Greeks, no less!) to build out a framework of how to own inferiors and train them. Very impressive!

But that framework Master Vinicius is building also includes how he might assert his dominance over other Alphas. Notice his reply the following day after his team won their game:

Hello, Sam. As promised, I’m answering your email from yesterday. I have a very small window during my day when I can sit down to write to you with no distractions – I get home from work before my wife, and that’s usually the window I have. Once she gets home she’s the one who I focus on. I believe you can understand that.

Yes, you can call me Sir! Hahaha

I don’t know what it is, but I’m getting more comfortable with those words as each day goes by. Even the word “faggot” is getting more and more natural to use. I know it’s a big slur in English speaking countries, and we don’t actually have one in Portuguese that is as specifically used to designate someone like you and also can be seen as a slur. We have the word “viado” (a variation of “veado”, with an /e/, which translates to “deer”) but the gays have taken pride to this word. Also, living in Rio is a fun thing: we curse A LOT and “viado” is used almost like a comma in a sentence. I mean… It’s common to call your buddies “viado” instead of “hey, bro!” – I don’t know if that makes sense to you, it’s just how it is here. But when we put it in the diminutive form, adding the suffix “-inho”, THEN it’s considered derogatory. That’s the word I use with Felipe now. “Viadinho.”

I listened to your podcast in the car on my way home. Good job on following my orders regarding the approach. And yes, it’s a fun theme song. Lol

It’s funny that you said that I’m also teaching other faggots, because I’m learning a lot about all of this from you. I guess the power exchange is also an exchange of knowledge in a way. Because you said you often fail at being a good faggot, but, from my experience talking to you, you’re doing an amazing job. You make me feel comfortable talking about all of this, I’m learning a lot about myself with the things you say and Felipe has been a different person since the two of you started talking about my situation. Give yourself more credit! Sure, everybody fails sometimes, I know I do! But you’re a very good boy, Sam. (See? That’s another thing I learned from reading your articles)

As of Felipe… I saw it in his face he was grateful that I’m letting him back into my life again. At first I honestly thought it was over and I was upset with the thought of losing a friend that I came to know and love for the past two decades. We’ve been through A LOT and I didn’t want it to go to waste. That is what would have happened if it wasn’t for you telling me about hierarchy so humbly as you did. I figured there’s a way to keep him in my life, because when it’s all said and done, he’s a good person to have around. He’s trustful, loyal… Yeah, he can be a pain in the ass too, but so can I. Sure we’re not buddies anymore, the way I look at him took a 180° spin, but the trust and loyalty are still there. If anything I think it can become even stronger from now on. And that’s also because of you, Sam. And to be completely honest with you, I don’t feel mad at him anymore. I see it now the perspective of which he came from. Maybe I wasn’t mad AT HIM, necessarily; instead what drove me mad was not knowing this truth that I am now grasping… I can see that he acted on it having our best interest at heart, even if that meant he would have to sacrifice himself on the way. I can respect that.

Nice to know I didn’t go too crazy with my plans. Last night, after the game, I gave my jersey to Flavio for him to give it to Felipe to wash it, since he was going there to fuck him anyway. I told Flavio he could have his jersey washed by Felipe too. I went there to pick it up (plus the emergency key back) and I very calmly told him that the jerseys are a responsibility of his from now on. That’s he’s free to wash Flavio’s stuff too AS LONG AS his stuff is among mine, that Felipe shouldn’t expect me to give authorization to do laundry for him because I expect him to know what’s mine and what’s not. How is he going to differentiate the two of us, it’s not my problem. But I’m sure he’ll find a way. So the first permanent task is already officially established.

I also told him that since I’m not using him sexually, Flavio is free to use him however he pleases, no questions asked. He’s gonna be my tedious work “viadinho” and Flavio’s sexual one. The only restriction I’m putting at this, for now, is that Flavio should fuck him wearing a condom – at least until Felipe goes to a doctor to run all the tests to make sure he’s clean and start taking prep… Flavio should run a blood test too, but no prep. Then the condoms can go. I already told Flavio about that. He wasn’t very keen on this, but it’s better for the both of them. I know Felipe hasn’t fuck with anyone for months before Flavio and he’s probably clean, but Flavio fucks around a lot – with viadinhos and women – and he rarely wears protection. It’s just a safety issue, that’s all.

I don’t know much about chastity, Sam. I know what it is, though. Felipe used to have a device – he once told me about it, I thought it was just a kink, like a toy a lot of us use in the bedroom, so I shrugged and never thought about it again. I don’t know if he still has it. Why should I have him in chastity?

Good talking to you, faggot. You’re a very, VERY, good boy. I’m proud of you. 

Do you see what I mean? Master Vinicius is now giving Master Flavio strict orders in order to protect his faggot from harm! Not only are those the defining characteristics of a Protector Alpha, but it also demonstrates Master Vinicius claiming Apex Alpha status over his Alpha brother! Already Master Vinicius is grabbing hold of his purpose with both hands!

But let me share with you one last message from this powerful Alpha that made my heart leap! After I responded to the message above, I wrote a lengthy email putting things in perspective for him.

And he wrote back:

Can I be brutality honest with you? Reading this got my cock hard.  Specially this part:

“Master, it has been truly my privilege to serve you and offer help as you navigate this new world of power, glory, and Kingship. It was yours all along, but you simply didn’t know it. It has been such a smooth transition for you because you are a natural-born Alpha, and as you’re discovering, hierarchy is as naturally-fundamental as anything in a Man’s life. You were born to own faggots just as much as you were born to bed women, raise children, or rule the world. Many straight Men and some Alphas don’t believe it’s true until they try it … and everything clicks together. “

What the fuck just happened? That’s brand new territory for me Hahahaha

IMAGINE THAT!!! It’s MINDBLOWING and such a privilege to give Master Vinicius his first hierarchically-based erection!

That’s because hierarchy is the ultimate power play, and power makes Alphas horny!

This is only the beginning for Master Vinicius. Quite literally, there are no limits to his power, and nothing he can’t accomplish! He owns the world and everyone he sees on a daily basis. They are his for the taking. This is the kind of power that ordinary Men cannot know because they’re ill-informed and live inside the restrictions of a society that actively fights against hierarchy.

Don’t let society fool you: Men are not created equal.

The transformation of Master Vinicius is living proof that some Men are born to rule, and the rest are born to kneel and serve.

I proudly kneel beside my brother Felipe at the feet of Master Vinicius, Earth’s newest King!

Thank you for your honesty and trust, Master Vinicius!

Yours,

sam the faggot

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the development of a young Mexican Alpha named Master Jose. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Ever since I had the revelation about Alpha hierarchy, the preponderance of the evidence has pointed to exactly how right I was about it. Adding the upper levels of Alpha hierarchy (God and Apex) has given so much flexibility to describe what happens between Alphas naturally.

Now, I’ve never insisted that my Alpha hierarchy diagram was perfect or that it was too rigid to be altered. I simply think it provides the framework for organizing it and shaping it. Thus far, I haven’t seen anything that comes closer to the real truth, though.

This is especially borne out by Master Lorenzo’s breeding of lesser Alphas like Master Jose. He followed the pattern predicted by my model, growing more powerful when being bred by a truly more powerful Alphas. We’ve also seen this between Master Chad and some of the lesser Alphas on Master Dino’s island.

However, there has been a recent development that has proven to be a bit of a “fly in the ointment” when it comes to my Alpha hierarchy: Master Lorenzo’s recent acquisition of Mario, a FTM transsexual who claims (in word and deed) to be Master Lorenzo’s equal.

Of course, I scoffed at such a notion. Master Lorenzo simply doesn’t have an equal among Men, let alone genetic females who are remaking themselves into male facsimiles.

Now Master Jose has written to me about Mario and Master Lorenzo’s view of the matter:

Hola Sam, this is José from Mexico. Master Lorenzo’s Alpha brother. I want to thank you for recently sharing that post about Alphas who submit to other Alphas. I am so tired of having my Alphahood questioned for weak fags. I really don’t care about what they think but some of them stop serving me when they find out what Lorenzo has done (and will do many times) with me. It sucks. Most fags cannot understand that I am an Alpha but Lorenzk is a GOD ALPHA among Men, he is incredible in everything he does.

I have even tried bottoming for another guy here in Mexico and you know what? I hate it, it felt wrong and pathetic. For Lorenzo, however, I will always ride his cock because that’s the right thing to do.

We talk almost every day and his next goal for 2026 is having Mario, Gio, Rafa, and I together. He wants to fuck me while I fuck Mario. And by the way, we had a conversation about places in hierarchy. Of course I am below him, but when I told him that Mario is below me, he said “not necessarily”. When I said that Men without a cock are not in the same level as me, he said that he breeds both of us so Mario and I are all the same for him.

I think these labels are details at the end of the day, but am I a transphobic for seeing Mario closer to Gio then to me in the hierarchy? I’d love to know your thoughts about it

Anyway, I just want to thank you for emphasizing the truth about hierarchy among Alphas, and tell the fags that I will keep fucking them and Lorenzo will keep breeding me. And there’s nothing they can do to change this.

You can see the conundrum Mario’s presence causes, right?

First of all, I do understand Master Lorenzo’s perspective. Master Lorenzo is a God Alpha, so everyone seems the same to him from his vantage point. After all, there could be two different types of ants on the ground, but from the view of a Men, they look exactly the same.

But unfortunately I tend to agree with Master Jose on this. Genetic females will never equal the power and authority of a Man, let alone an Alpha. I view Mario as being below Master Jose for that reason as well.

To me, Mario sounds like a bossy bottom, a mouthy, self-righteous fuck-hole who needs an adjustment.

Of course, I’ve been described like that, too. 😜 Here’s the difference, though: I know I’m not a Man, nor do I pretend to be. And I am also more than willing to be corrected. I don’t see the same understanding in Mario.

Most aspects of our lives in the West have been affected in ways large and small by the transgender issue. It’s caused massive destruction to American political debate, although that’s more a product of Trump’s perpetual outrage machine.

But hierarchy is everlasting. Its rules aren’t meant to be bent simply because genetic women can now be called male.

So, in my opinion, Master Lorenzo is a God Alpha, Master Jose is an Apex Alpha, and Mario is AT BEST a pre-Alpha.

Thank you, Master Jose!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the expanding power of Master Arturo, a 35-year-old bisexual Alpha who is accustomed to owning both faggots and females. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!

There comes a point in every Alpha’s hierarchical development when he must make certain decisions. For instance, he must decide if he’s going to use faggots at all, or in some limited way, or use them to the fullest extent possible. Other major decisions might involve whether or not he gets married, has children, etc. These decisions happen at specific junctures in his life, and allow him to sculpt the life that best represents the Alpha HE sees when he looks in the mirror.

We might make the analogy of a workout plan in the gym. Some Men feel okay about themselves, and require minimal effort to get toned. Other Men want to be ripped, requiring more intense workouts for improved results. And still others feel like they are monsters, huge, fearsome beasts that require massive workout routines, protein-rich diets, and steroid-enhanced muscles. It’s all what the Man feels about himself, and what he wants to project to the world.

Hierarchically-speaking, there are plenty of straight Alphas who want a superior-yet-simplified life. But there are also plenty of straight and bisexual Alphas who recognize that need inside of them to be worshiped and served by EVERYONE. These Alphas feel the pull toward Kingship, toward a type of power most Men cannot conceive even if they were born for it. In my experience, these Alphas cannot ever be denied this Kingship once the fire is lit inside them.

Master Arturo is a perfect example of this. He self-identifies as bisexual (although I classify him as generally straight), but here’s the key: his bisexuality isn’t one of sexual preference as much as it is about the POWER he feels when he conquers both sexes. Can you see the difference?

His unusual (and accidental) situation with his girlfriend Julia and her faggot son Leo has been understandably weighing on his mind as he tried to decide if he should choose one or the other to keep in his life.

Fortunately, life decided to give him an answer:

hey Sam, Arturo here again
I wanted to tell you that last Saturday I went out with Julia in a fancy restaurant, I bought beautiful red flowers for her, and after the date she came back to my place. Of course I fucked her enjoying every second inside her pussy. Then we cuddled for a while and she sucked my cock again to make me hard. While she was sucking me, I touched her asshole very gently to see how she would react. She has a really tight ass and I was crazy to fuck her other hole. But guess what, as soon as I touch her hole she stopped sucking me and said “don’t touch it, you will never play there”. I was not exactly surprised because this is common female behavior, but I put her in missionary and fucked her for the second time thinking about her son’s ass. I could only think how tight Leo’s ass is and how lucky I am that he offers me what she refuses to give me.

I came inside of her again, we cuddled again, and took a shower. I asked her to be my girlfriend after breeding her for the second time, and she said yes.

I haven’t fucked Leo again yet, but I am sure he will be my cumdump once again very soon. I was a little guilty to keep fucking him, but after she refused so incisively the mere idea of letting me fuck her ass, I am not guilty at all. I am fully convinced that I have the right to fuck pussy and ass, so she made her decision. She will be a lucky woman with a real Man taking care of her, and Leo will be the lucky boy taking loads and loads from now on.

Exactly!

Guilt is a funny thing for a growing Alpha. An Alpha sometimes feels it when he’s first taking what he wants from inferiors, as if he’s not entitled to do that. But in the taking comes a rush of power, a burst of adrenaline that rushes through his veins like a blessing. That’s exactly what it is: it’s Nature telling him that what he’s doing is RIGHT and NATURAL.

The bending wills of those from whom he takes only verifies that blessing even more!

Master Arturo came to realize that a woman (or women) cannot control or contain the power growing within him. He is embracing the position he was born into, a King who is served by all.

Fortunately he already has a loving queen as well as an adoring, worshipful faggot. It’s the start of a Kingdom for an Alpha destined to rule!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the expanding power of Master Arturo, a 35-year-old bisexual Alpha who is accustomed to owning both faggots and females. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!

I wasn’t expecting to ever encounter a situation like the one I found waiting in my inbox this afternoon from a 35-year-old bisexual Alpha named Master Arturo. I’ve seen some bizarre situations over the course of ten years, but this one really knocked me over!

Openly bisexual Alphas are wonderful because they’re just like straight Alphas – using females and faggots – but where straight Alphas deny it, bisexual Alphas embrace it. In the end, bisexual Alphas get the most worship/service because they can openly claim anything they want.

But Master Arturo’s wide sexual fishing net has pulled up a very unexpected haul! Check this out:

Hi Sam,

My name is Arturo, 35, bisexual Alpha. I’ve been married to a woman and had 2 relationship with submissive men. All of them were great and one thing in common: I am always the Alpha and they were all very good subs for me.

But now I have a tricky situation in my life. I am single and went out a few times with a very nice woman. Her name is Julia, 38, great body, nice boobs and ass. She really knows how to ride dick and give me head. We have been thinking about having something more serious, but haven’t yet decided on becoming official boyfriend/girlfriend.

Since I am still single, I always hunt for girls and fags on apps. Last week I met a really sexy twink on Grindr. 21 y old, total faggot. He texted me saying he was horny and sent me an ass pic. I don’t usually fuck guys his age, I usually prefer fags over 30, but I was too horny and he had a great ass, so I didn’t even ask for his name, just sent a dick pic and my location. In 30 minutes the fag was on his knees in my living room giving me head. I fucked him on my couch and shot a nice load on his face. The slutty twink looked at me after I finished on his face and used the tip of his finger to move all my cum from his cheeks to his mouth. What a sexy slut.

We took a shower together, had a nice time, and then I asked for his name. He said “Leo”, I introduced myself as well during our shower together, and before leaving my apartment he asked if he could follow me on Instagram. I said yes because I was already planning on fucking that boy pussy again. When I followed him back, his first pic was a birthday cake with a “21” candle on top of it from just a few weeks ago. Then I thought “wow, he just turned 21 and sucks dick like a pro, he’s a natural born cocksucker. The next picture was himself holding his birthday cake and my sexy Julia was kissing his right cheek. I was really surprised to see her there, and thought that they were probably friends from work or from school.

Imagine my surprise when I saw the description of the photo saying “thank you for everything you do for me, mommy. I will always love you.” I couldn’t believe what I was reading at first, but it all made sense when I put things together. When I told Julia in our first date that I do not have children, she told me that she had a “little boy”, and that her first boyfriend from high school impregnated her and disappeared and never met his own son. She looks much younger than me, so in my mind, although I knew she was 38, I imagined that a boyfriend from high school would have been no more than 10 or 12 years ago, so I thought her “little boy” was an actual little boy, not a slut begging for cock and cum on Grindr LOL But everything made sense: She is 38 and got pregnant in 2003. Leo is 21 and was born in 2004.

I panicked for a few minutes, texted Leo and told him the truth. He was shocked when I told him that I was bisexual and was going out with his mother, but he didn’t get mad at all. He just said that it was not my fault and that he had no idea either, so I should not blame myself. He got playful in our messages and said “well, now I can call you daddy beyond the bedroom”, treating everything as a big joke, but I was really panicking with this situation. I wanted to take that woman for me as my partner in life and I had literally fucked the ass of her son and shot a big load on his face.

I don’t know if I am too old-fashioned or if Leo is a total slut, but he is seriously considering that we can still see each other and just pretend nothing is happening. He wasn’t embarrassed at all to say that he would be really happy to see me with his mother, but if I need a relief his ass would be available for me too. Then he said “I love my mother, I just want her to be happy and she deserves to find a nice husband to take care of her, but I also know that you are a man and you have your needs, so what’s the problem?”

And now I wanna hear from you, Sam. I ‘ve been following your work for a while, and your opinion matters a lot to me. I know it sounds like a gay porn plot, but this is literally my life right now.

Just a final observation: Julia hates taking facial and she doesn’t do anal at all, while Leo has an amazing fag pussy and loves feeling my cum on his face. And shooting my load on another person’s face is by far the thing that turns me on the most, maybe even more than breeding (although I love to breed pussy and ass). I know I am sounding selfish and you can call me an asshole for that, but the thought of having a nice smooth ass to fuck and a fag always willing to take my cum on his pretty face makes me hard, I’m not gonna lie.

In your opinion, if I decide to be with Julia but from time to time dump a load inside Leo’s ass, is it too big of a risk that Leo will just tell everything to his mother if he gets upset for any reason? Most importantly, do you believe that nature gave me the right to have a beautiful woman by my side while also keeping Leo as a side cumdump, or am I an asshole just to think about it? Leo is VERY open to be his stepfather’s cumdump, so for him it wouldn’t be an issue at all. But I am the one who should make the decision.

I mean … WHAT. THE. FUCK???

Master Arturo is right about one thing: this DOES sound like a plot to a porn movie!

I think it’s a little funny how Master Arturo was perplexed by the faggot’s giddy acceptance of this insane, potentially life-changing circumstance. Of course, Alphas are typically the more rational, forward-thinking leaders and faggots are the cum hungry puppies panting for more dick rather than thinking clearly. But I must say that I identified with the faggot’s reaction. There’s a thrill factor that definitely caters to a faggot’s “risk everything for cock” mentality.

I can hear in Master Arturo’s words the struggle he’s having in trying to decide what to do, and part of what’s making it so difficult is the fact that he knows it would be very hot to have that faggot as his secret in-house side piece!

Personally, I think Master Arturo should go ahead and keep dating the mother while fucking her fag son on the side. After all, Master Arturo is at the peak of his power and this situation is simply too perfect to pass on.

Is the risk Master Arturo mentioned (about the fag revealing the truth to the mom) a real one? Sure, I guess, but I think the faggot would have a lot to lose if it did something like that. Besides, faggots are far less prone to squeal than females. If this was a situation where Master Arturo was fucking the mother and her daughter, I would tell Master Arturo to run away as fast as he can. Girls can’t be trusted in this situation. But I do think you can trust a faggot.

Now I do think there are a couple of things Master Arturo needs to focus on in order to maintain this tricky situation. First of all, I think Master Arturo needs to work on training the faggot and submitting it so that it remains in its place and humbled. In that mindset, it’s less likely to rebel and do something stupid.

I also think Master Arturo should reinforce to the faggot how much revealing this would hurt its mother (and it would, I’m sure) and its relationship with her. That reinforcement would act to prevent the faggot from being stupid if it happens to get emotional.

Other than that, I can’t see much of a downside here. If played correctly, this could work out so that Master Arturo could sneak out of the room in the middle of the night, mount the son and breed it, and then slip back into bed as if nothing happened. Also, as the relationship with the mother progresses (especially if marriage happens) she will want sex less and less … but Master Arturo will have an in-house cum dumpster to pump loads into.

Only really powerful Alphas get an embarrassment of riches like Master Arturo has received here. A Man knows he’s a King when entire families are serving him!

Thank you for writing to me, Master Arturo! This was one hell of an introduction! I hope to hear back from you, Master! Write me here or to my email: hierarchyuniversity@gmail.com!

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

Faggots are a natural part of both hierarchy and our world, but that doesn’t mean they’re necessarily normal. Faggots are beset by all sorts of issues, from mental health disorders, low self-esteem, abuse (and the disorders resulting from that), drug and alcohol addiction, and on and on. Add to that mess all of the social media hate directed at faggots by fetish accounts that claim to be teaching hierarchical truth by reinforcing hurtful ideas that faggots are “worthless” and deserving of abuse. Findom is one of the worst offenders of this, reducing faggots to nothing but “wallets” to be emptied until the faggot is destroyed.

I threw myself body and soul into this quagmire ten years ago to try and become a bulwark against such misdirection and misinformation, but I’m one faggot versus the internet … and the internet is winning. I’ve made some impact, I think, but it’s simply not enough.

But the real victims in all of this aren’t the faggots (they’re asking for it) or the mentors, but rather the good Masters out there who find these broken faggots and want to heal them with love. These great Alphas give all of their power, compassion, guidance, and comfort to these faggots, and the faggots reject them anyway. They are like wolves caught in a trap, yet snapping at the human hand attempting to free it.

That is, sadly, the very situation facing one of the greatest straight Alphas to ever grace my site, Master Jerome. I dearly love Master Jerome, who at JUST 19 YEARS OLD completely understands faggots and loves to own them! He’s literally a dream-like straight Alpha any well-adjusted faggot would love to serve.

But listen to this heartbreaking update from this straight French King:

Hello Sam,

This is Jerome from France again, how have you been? I know we have never met in person but I do respect what you have to say and would like to hear from you.

You probably remember that I was alternating my cock between three different holes: Fag A, Fag B, Fag C. Some weeks ago, Fag B moved abroad because he received a scholarship to study ballet in Italy. I miss him, his soft mouth, and his tight hole, but I fully supported him to go after his dreams, and I am honestly happy for him. Fag C is still my good boy, he keeps going to therapy to deal with his hiv-related trauma and we have made great progress. His hole feels amazing and he is relaxing much more now, taking my cock with much more ease than before.

But I wanted to ask you about my situation with Fag A. Since I started fucking him, he has been asking more and more for a really rough fuck. He likes when I choke him, spanks him, slaps his face, and basically treat him like trash. When I call him gorgeous or a good boy, he says that he is just a hole and he keeps repeating things like “real men don’t compliment, they just fuck hard and leave.” Last week his behavior got to a critical point because after a whole day at work he texted me and asked if I wanted to spend the night with him. I didn’t want to sleep alone but I was exhausted after a long day and I had pumped a load inside Fag C’s ass that morning, so my balls were not exactly full. So I went to his place and told him that I wanted his company, we could cuddle, and I wanted to put him to sleep on my chest (as I do with my 3 fags). But he got really mad at me, he yelled at me saying that if I was going just to sleep with him he should have, in his own words, “bought a dildo and a pillow, not texted me”. I got pissed and left his place in the middle of the night and went back to my place.

He told me that I must “stop being too soft, and become a real man”, which honestly offended me, and I haven’t texted him since then, but he’s friends with my sister so I will eventually meet him again in person. I wanted to hear your honest opinion about it Sam. Am I being “too soft” because I don’t treat him like a piece of shit? After everything I did for Fag C I thought I really knew how to take care of a sub boy, but Fag A’s questioning of my alphahood has become really annoying.

I am not questioning if I am an Alpha or not. Everytime Fag C kneels for me, open his mouth waiting for my cock, and cries saying that I saved his life after his trauma with his ex, I am completely sure of what I am. My issue is here: Does Fag A have a point and I should “improve” my alphahood, or is he just a selfish fag who should be thankful for having my cock and balls available to cunt him? Can’t a real Man be polite, respectful, and have feelings?

Thanks, Sam
I wish you happy holidays and a great 2026

I’m horrified by Fag A’s behavior. There’s simply no multiverse where such behavior by a faggot is acceptable AT ALL. Any normal faggot should’ve seen what Master Jerome did with Fag C – helping it come to terms with both the abuse in its past as well as the HIV+ diagnosis – and fallen in love with Master Jerome the same way I did when I sat weeping over the story!

But Fag A is NOT normal.

I can’t claim to understand Fag A’s kaleidoscope of mental and emotional issues, but they are many. The way the faggot angrily attacked Master Jerome for not abusing it and hurting it made me think of those people so sick that they cut themselves on the arms and other places so they can “feel something”. I believe some faggots suffer from a similar affliction when they desire to be abused, kicked in the balls, punched, whipped, etc. Isn’t it obvious there’s something wrong with such ones?

Regardless of the issue, there is no excuse for treating an Alpha or Master of Master Jerome’s caliber so disrespectfully. I have no doubt the faggot was trying to enrage Master Jerome enough that he might lash out and beat the shit out of the faggot, thereby satisfying its twisted desires. To his credit, he didn’t fall for it!

My advice to Master Jerome is this: do not change a single thing about yourself! You already stand head-and-shoulders above other Alphas three times your age. You are a mighty God Alpha in the making, and all other Alphas should be looking to you for advice and example!

Let this be an axiom here from now on: No Master should change for a broken faggot.

Some faggots are broken in ways that can be rehabilitated, much like a dog adopted from the animal shelter that has been abused. It can usually be loved back to health again over time.

But some dogs have RABIES. They can’t be rehabilitated. There’s only one answer for a dog like that: death.

I recommend that Master Jerome cut off Fag A permanently. There are plenty of very abusive Alphas in France that will gladly rape and beat it for the rest of its unnatural life; let it go find them.

But my beloved Master Jerome’s life is too precious and his heart is too good to be wasted on destroyed faggots. Run, my Master! You deserve the very best of everything!

Thank you for writing, my Master Jerome! Hoping for a wonderful 2026 for you, too!

The following is part of a thread following the development of a straight Alpha named Cal after he discovered Hierarchical Truth on this site and with the help of Master Chad and God Dino! CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!

I feel sorry for most straight Alphas. The vast majority of them ignore the larger implications of their Alphahood and Hierarchy in general, content to live a good-enough life. Yet, most of these Alphas sense there’s a greater purpose within them, some gnawing, ill-defined need that they know they must somehow satisfy but can’t quite identify it. It’s like eating and eating and eating and never getting satisfied, to the point that you begin to wonder what it is you need to eat to stop the hunger pangs.

What straight Alphas are lacking is worship. Sure, their women can be adoring, but they rarely worship their Men. And even if they do, it’s always conditional. Sex comes with conditions, service comes with conditions. Women don’t view their Men as superior, beings blessed with the authority and power to lead. They don’t OBEY their Men. They don’t honor them.

But still, straight Alphas somehow know this is what they deserve. Therein lies the problem.

Straight Alphas must look outside the traditional societal paradigm to truly and completely satisfy this natural need. That’s because the traditional societal paradigm is designed to put Alphas in boxes with inferior males. limiting their power and influence. Society offers only a narrow definition of an acceptable Man or acceptable Male behavior, so that all Men will live by the same rules.

But an Alpha is NOT a beta (and certainly not a faggot). A beta male can be fulfilled while married to a wife, raising 2.5 kids, and working at a job for 40 years. A beta can be satisfied with an ordinary life. But there is NO WAY an Alpha can EVER be satisfied with that. They are BORN with a NEED for conquest, for domination, for success, and for WORSHIP.

That was the conundrum I encountered when I first met Master Cal a few years ago. He came to me practically panting and salivating in my inbox after reading about Masters Dino and Chad on the site. He heard the “ring of truth” in the accounts and on the site, and HAD to know more. At the time Master Cal was simply Cal, an unhappily married straight Alpha trapped in an suffocating life. He was very much like Mr. Incredible, stuffed into a too-small car and stuck in traffic.

Cal knew that the glorious life lived by these incredible God Alphas was what his life was missing. Hierarchy answered the question Cal carried around inside him like wet clothes. So Cal demanded that I connect him with Master Chad, which I did. AND CAL’S LIFE CHANGED FOREVER!

Before meeting Master Chad, Cal had never used a faggot in any way. But it didn’t take him long to try it, and discovered it made him feel incredibly powerful. That, combined with the endless worship and adoring service he received from so many faggots, made Cal realize his previous life was a sham. He had been living life at only 20%, but these new God Alpha brothers like Master Chad were living life at 1000%. He had to have it all.

Nowadays Master Cal lives in a tropical paradise with Masters Dino, Chad, and Dean, overseeing an island Kingdom in a life that feels more dream than reality. He owns a personal faggot, terry, and he’s waiting on the birth of his triplets bred into one of the many women he fucks.

All because he recognized that unfilled need inside himself, and then took action to become what he was born to be. A Master. A God Alpha.

Master Cal heard from Master Phillip that I had written about him, so he wanted to update me on his current life as well. Here’s what Master Cal said:

Hey fagboy, 

Goddamn it’s hotter than a mutherfucker out there! I just came in from checking the solar panels. They’re treated to prevent rust and shit but I gotta service them on a regular. A/C is important here. We could make it without electricity but it would be rough. Who wants to fuck in 110°? 

How’s My fagboy? Yeah, I’m standing here, sweat pouring off Me. My terry has peeled the sweaty clothes off Me. Got to wear clothes working outside so not to burn on the sun. faggot wanted Me of course, after undressing Me, but I’m not horny so I let her drink My piss. I’m going to the family room and have a beer. I told her she could chew on My sweaty drawers and rub her clit since I’m good right now. she knows she could seek out another Alpha but she loves Me and would rather focus on Me. Ain’t she sweet? 

Phil came racing into My room earlier telling Me He’s on the site now. Sinister Phil was as giddy as a kid! I shouldn’t say that but I’ve only seen Him like this one other time, the time He realized just who He is and had fucked every hole here. Even though He had Alpha confidence all His life He never found any appreciation of that fact. Through the rainbow and now the website He’s really enthusiastic about knowledge of His Power being “out there”.  He’s still plowing His cunt. He’s been boning her since reading the post. I’m keeping an ear out in case things get too hot. Believe Me, We Men can tell the difference between a fag screaming in ecstacy and one screaming in pain. Plus all Us Guys know each faggot, their joys and their flaws and talents so it’s pretty easy to tell when one is upset. Most try to hide any discomfort but they can’t hide shit from Us.

I know Philly is going to write when He emerges from His fuck-a-thon. Poor whitey, wait, I mean Phillip’s cunt, she’s tough but He was a wild dude when they holed up. Chad almost joined them but then decided it was better for them to be alone. That way they can become more intimate, get closer. Chad says Phillip’s in love but won’t cop to it. I’m not sure Philly can love anybody but I generally go with Savior’s thinking because it’s a rare occasion when He’s wrong about anything, especially when it comes to reading people and their emotions. I look up to Chad. He’s My big Brother and Our leader. Jesus! We sound almost like a cult! We call others out though.  We speak Our minds, fuss, fight but when it’s all over We know who earns the title of God Alpha and it’s Chad.

My Boys are doing great! terry loves being a mommy and loves to play like I’ve knocked her up. LOL she’s maybe more excited than Me that the triplets will be here soon, the Boys anyway. And fuck, I’m over the moon about them. Goddamn faggot! Do you know how fucking EMPOWERING and FULFILLING it is knowing I created life! And I get to teach and shape those hellions into whatever nature intended them to be. Alpha, faggot, and everything in between, whichever they are they’ll be taught the correct way to see the world and be raised with brothers who have been taught correctly as well.

I’ve been here in the kitchen, picking at the remains of the leftover feast from last night.  Wild roasted boar and asparagus. I remember My old life, grabbing stale chips while I wondered how bored I’d be by the end of the day. Shit, now I’m a God, well a disciple of one anyway and that’s good enough for Me. You know, Me and Dean are real close. He’s the best friend I’ve ever had. Yeah Me and Chad are close too but He’s got too many responsibilities that take up His time. He can’t just, say, pick up and run down the beach any time like We can. Chad is 23 but carries the burden of running this family and the business. He’s an amazing Dude! SO mature, intelligent, and definitely full of charm, sex, funny as hell! Dude’s got it going on! In every aspect of life and He’s fucking 23! It blows My mind boy. 

terry’s finished her little playtime and is looking at Me like I’m a slab of meat. I’m not but I GOT a nice slab of meat for her. Guess I’ll go and let her feed. LOL  Oh, We been divorcing Ourselves from electronics whenever possible so I haven’t been keeping in touch. It’s easy to forget the outside world when you live in paradise and nothing else is denied to you. Hell, I’m looking out My window and see jaye (Master Dean’s fag wife Jimmy) blowing a guard. LOL  Where else but Alpha island, right? Every faggot here is a giggling happy cumdump. And every Alpha a raging, yet sated MAN! What a life! Later, fagboy. Betcha wish you were riding My cock. Fuck,  I KNOW you do. MASTER CALVIN

I’ll bet that’s not how your average Male friends talk, and not how your average Male friends live!

Can you sense the infinite satisfaction in this message from Master Cal? Can you hear the roaring of those words? THAT is how an Alpha is meant to live! FULLY ALIVE! FULLY ENGAGED! A GOD-MAN-BEAST without limitations!

While most straight Alphas are stopping by a Subway to grab a sandwich during a lunch break from work, Master Cal is tearing off hunks of succulent meat from a roasted boar while getting his dick sucked on a paradisiac beach! He enjoys endless holes, endless conquests, endless abundance.

And most of all, he enjoys endless worship!

This is what hierarchy promises to all Alphas willing to take what they deserve from a world made specifically for them to rule!

So if you’re a straight Alpha who isn’t living a life comparable to Master Cal’s, you’re selling yourself and your Alpha heritage short. You’re surrendering a life of limitless possibilities because of confusion, bias, and fear.

Tell yourself what Master Cal said years ago: “No more. No more ordinary, average life.”

Alphas were not born to be ordinary, to live like other Men.

Become extraordinary, and become fulfilled!

Thank you, Master Cal!

Who are your top ten alphas? I love masteralphachris, alpharodrigofine,KMJ

Thanks for the question!

So I guess you’re only referring to cashmasters? Frankly, I’ve known so many great Alphas personally who crush these cashmaster pretenders … but I definitely have opinions on cashmasters, too.

My list (which isn’t entirely ranked in order of importance) looks like this:

1. Master @AlphaAesthetic8 – There’s simply no other that even comes close to the perfection and professionalism of this King. I’m devoted to him for the rest of my life in this world.
2. Master @AlphaSepanta – Stunningly gorgeous, erotic, and flawless.
3. Master @AlphaGodAdonis – Sexy, playful, and a perfect mindfucker.
4. Master @Soccerbro619 – The perfect athletic body, sexy Latino dance moves, and a delicious voice.
5. Master @MasterA_2022 – The greatest fag trainer in the findom scene, a hot Irish Alpha who owns faggots in person.
6. Master @IAMFINDOMSAM – No Master gets as many RT games as he does. Built, sexy, and thoughtful.
7. Master @ServeElRey – An OG in the online findom space, this Latino twink Alpha with the huge dick and elite attitude goes way back with me.
8. Master @MasterChad17 – He’s built like a sexy model and has developed a real knack for training faggots.
9. Master @DieselDerrick – Not active anymore, but he’ll always be the sexiest young muscle Alpha. Nobody says the word “faggot” like he did!

10. Master @CasterDom – Long gone, but not forgotten. This bodybuilding straight God Alpha truly defined Alphahood as his reality and was not shy in expressing it. I’ll love him always.

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the life of Master Blake, a straight, 30-year-old Alpha who mostly just uses faggots for head since discovering their Hierarchical purpose three years ago. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

One of the great surprises of the new-and-improved Hierarchy University Discord is how many truly straight and powerful Alphas reign there, and that they all confidently own/use faggots either on the side or full-time.

I use the word “surprise” only in reference to the fact that these great Alphas assembled there so quickly. It is, of course, no surprise to me that straight Alpha use faggots. After all, I’ve spent my life serving straight Alphas, and this entire website was founded on the premise that straight Alphas use faggots. And over ten years, this site has been the beacon of this hierarchical truth, chronicling so many detailed stories of these straight Masters that the site is constantly outgrowing its storage capacity. This site proves that about straight Alphas as established fact.

The latest example of this phenomenon is Master Blake. He’s a 30-year-old Alpha in California who is something of a late bloomer to the use of faggots. If I had to label Master Blake, I’d say he has more Destroyer Alpha tendencies at this point in his development, which is pretty normal for an Alpha getting into faggot usage later.

Note how he started at age 27:

I have always been so harsh and rough when I have sex. But its been difficult with girls. Everytime I would try to shut them up and slap them, they would not want it.

It was so frustrating. I would always fantasize being rough in bed with girls and even fags. The first fag found me on bumble, dating website. He wanted me to humiliate him and slap him. I of course immediately took this chance, and went over. He was a married fag, he didnt want me to tell anyone, which worked for me. Well then I beat him up real hard, which I had been holding in me for so long, i finally released this out of me. It felt incredible.

Beat him up and fucked him too of course. I just want to get my aggression out and relax you know and fags really help with that. So ever since I have been noticing faggots every where and trying to use them as much as I can.

Sadly, Master Blake was unable to take ownership of that faggot:

I could not (take ownership) because he didnt want it anymore, since his wife was about to find out about him. He contacted me many times but then ghosted me.

Since that first fag, Master Blake was hooked. He loves getting head from random faggots. I asked him about ownership of fags, and he admitted that he’d like to own a faggot as long as it was obedient and not a “bossy bottom” like so many Cali faggots.

I like my things getting done thats all. Blowjob everyday or every other day when I need it, pick up
My groceries and getting my laundry done. But so far only blowjobs and groceries.

Master Blake really only has one hard rule: any faggot he owns will not live with him. He said he’d require the faggot move nearby so it can be there to provide the service he requires.

One significant change with Master Blake is the fact that he’s developed the Hierarchical “third eye” I discussed recently. Suddenly he sees faggots everywhere! But here’s the thing that makes Master Blake stand out among his Alpha peers: when he sees a faggot “in the wild” like that, he will use it right then!

In fact, before my interview with him two days ago Master Blake had gotten a blowjob from a wild faggot after his morning workout, and the story of how that happened is terrific:

After I worked out i left the gym , and this fag was in the lot staring at me because I took my shirt off i was sweating. And he stared at me with those faggity eyes I KNEW IT. I literally waved him over, thats it. He got in my car and i said you wanna suck dick huh?! And pushed him on my dick as I started driving around. He didnt even hesitate and I called him faggot the whole ride! It was so fun ahahah!

The fag ended up swallowing two loads directly from Master Blake’s 8-inch cock!

I asked Master Blake about faggots in chastity, and how he feels about seeing fags locked up:

I know they are in the right headspace. It makes me feel very powerful honestly. I feel like a God! It makes me cum faster!

Finally, I asked Master Blake if he had any advice for straight Alphas out there who are on the fence about using faggots:

Just fucking open a straight porn video on your phone and use faggots to get off!!! It’s so much easier!

I really enjoyed talking to Master Blake about a bunch of things. He’s clearly a direct, no-nonsense straight Alpha who knows exactly what he wants and has the body, the cock, and the dominant will to get it. He’s in the prime of his blessed Alpha life, pumped full of testosterone and adrenaline and balls constantly aching for release.

He’s every faggot’s dream straight Alpha, ripped right from their high school yearbook!

It should be interesting to see what happens as he continues to seek that first devoted faggot to satisfy all of his needs!

To my knowledge, I’m the only writer in the hierarchical space who has ever really outlined Alpha hierarchy in any kind of specific, actionable way. This site (and its previous incarnation, FagsWorshipAlphas.com) has been a vital, living catalogue of Alphahood in all of its manifestations.

The fact that a faggot like me has been able to do this has, in part, been mere luck and circumstance. I’ve always found myself around great Alphas; even before I started my career as a faggot, I was always included with older Alphas who looked at me like a goofy kid brother. I paid close attention to their interactions, at first because I wanted to understand the ways I was different from them, but later as a matter of survival.

But as I began to serve Alphas (and, more crucially, became owned by some of them), my respect for them deepened as my intellectual curiosity grew. I carefully observed their interactions with other Alphas, listened to conversations, and watched body language they shared. I was like a faggot version of Jane Goodall, except I was studying Alphas instead of gorillas.

So finally in 2015 I built a website with my own two hands to finally shape and define everything I’d learned, my various proofs and theories collected and invented over a multi-decade career as a faggot.

But a startling thing happened then. I began to hear real-life experiences from all around the world, and deeply interact with a vast array of disparate Alphas of varying magnitudes. I was so humbled by the overwhelming power I’d uncovered that I was forced to go into chastity in their honor. But even more importantly, I was given a rare glimpse behind the curtain of Alphahood and understand the sacred fraternity they share and protect.

The feeling was like not only discovering there’s a titanic black hole in the center of the galaxy, but then falling into it and disappearing into another time and place. My faggot retinas have been burned by the glory of Alpha magnificence, and I cannot help but be the blind prophet leading others to kneel before them.

I know I’ve been blessed to have any knowledge of Alphahood, and what a privilege it is to share that knowledge with other inferiors. In its truth we find the keys to understanding all of the human experience, and deeper truths about ourselves.

That long, prosaic introduction was necessary in order to even touch one of the great mysteries of the Alpha brotherhood: Alphas breeding Alphas.

At first, this might not seem like a particularly deep subject. In fact, it might even seem anti-hierarchical. But I think my answer to the following Questions From Readers query will make it all much clearer. Read on:

Hey Sam,

I’m a big fan of your work here and have been following you for a while. I’m a 23-y.o fag and always learn from you how to  behave and be a better fag. I have read most of the stories you share here and I really wonder what you think about the hierarchy within Alphas. I love Master Lorenzo, his fags, and his Alpha brothers. He fucked and bred Jose multiple times and yet everybody involved still treats Jose as an Alpha Master. Well, you have just posted this video about “What a Man Does Not Do” and it’s literally what Jose does to Master Lorenzo, isn’t it? I don’t mean to be disrespectful at all, don’t get me wrong, I just want to learn more about hierarchy and I have a hard time to believe that a Man can still be a Man with Alpha seed dripping from his ass.

Love you, brother!

Thank you for the question!

Yes, I realize that seems like an odd contradiction. When I wrote that blurb for that video, I was speaking in general terms, as in the overall viewpoint of Men. 

Alphas are an entirely separate, self-contained class of Men that are superior to the average Man. They have their own ecosphere, their own hierarchy. They compete with each other given that the competition in that class is elite. And, like any competition, there are “winners” and “losers”.

I might liken Alphas to Olympic athletes. Any athlete that competes in the Olympics is considered to be among the greatest athletes in their sport, right? They compete against other Olympiads, and in that competition there are “winners” and “losers”, but even the “losers” are still better than any non-Olympic players. 

So extend that illustration to our discussion of Alphas breeding Alphas. Yes, less powerful Alphas sometimes submit to being bred by more powerful Alphas, but that lesser Alpha is still far superior to the average Man. 

Furthermore, the “competition” of sexual dominance between Alphas is more akin to athletic competition than you might realize. You see, in any athletic competition the players always want to play the best because they grow stronger from the competition even when they lose. It further proves true the Bible adage found at Proverbs 27:17 – “As iron sharpens iron, So one man sharpens his friend.”

Alphas breeding Alphas, when it occurs, leads to a shared camaraderie that initiates them into a brotherhood. It’s much like how the questionable hazing rituals in American fraternities eventually unites them into an unbreakable bond of sacred solidarity. 

This ritual of sharing superior seed between Alpha brothers is one of the deepest forms of respect Alphas show each other, and is honestly also a show of deep respect for their Alpha heritage they represent and protect amongst themselves. I think Master Jose’s letter afterward expressed it best – he was rejuvenated and elevated by the experience, not humiliated or debased. That’s because Master Lorenzo’s breeding of him wasn’t about conquering a cumdump, but sharing an expression of love and respect with his Alpha brother.

That’s a huge difference, no?

Ultimately, we faggots are not really meant to understand the intricacies of Alpha hierarchy or the deep, ancient bonds of their fraternal instincts. We only know this much because I’ve been an observant and inquisitive faggot who has managed to ingratiate myself with some of the most powerful Alphas on the planet. The secrets they have shared with me I have tried to catalogue here over the course of the last ten years so that we might all have even more reason to submit and serve these greatest of Men! 

It’s one of the greatest privileges of my life, one I will never take for granted. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Best,

André.

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

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

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

But let me clear up a few of your concerns.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Thank you endlessly!

Yours,

sam the faggot

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

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

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

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

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

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

Hey Sam,

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

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

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

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

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

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

This is only the beginning!

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

Over the years I’ve had something of an adversarial relationship with “subs” who call themselves “power bottoms”. These are males who enjoy taking cock (or, more appropriately, enjoy using cock) to get themselves off. These power bottoms are usually in great shape, which gives them a false sense of authority or standing with Alphas. As if they are equal to Alphas. These ones act like their pussies shit gold and unicorn rainbows and taste like cotton candy.

But let’s replace the phrase “power bottom” with the oxymoron “dominant sub” to reveal just how idiotic and confused these ones are.

All I know is Alphas aren’t interested in selfish power bottoms that are unwilling to eventually submit and serve their purpose. And when an Alpha encounters a power bottom, he almost always uses his power to subjugate the power bottom and make it serve him, at least in the moment.

Master Paolo recently had an encounter with a power bottom that only confirms what I’ve encountered in the past about these selfish and obnoxious Hierarchical aberrations.

What’s up, Sam? This is Alpha Paolo from Italy again. I’ve been breeding my fag boyfriend so much that my cock is literally sore, and have been too busy to update you. But today I took a day off to relax while he visits his family, and I wanna say that you’re a lovely faggot and a good boy, your work here impresses me, and I wanna share my admiration. You know Sam, I think Alphas like me should be powerful but also kind with great fags like you.

Well, but I’m not here just to compliment my good fag. I wanna ask you about the difference between faggots and mere bottoms. Have you ever thought about this difference?

Let me explain: my boyfriend is a true faggot, he kisses my feet, takes my cock, and he knows my word is the law. So if he wants me to fuck him missionary, but I wanna see his ass up and fuck him doggy style, he never tries to make his desire overcome mine. That works for everything in our daily life as well, I decided the movies we watch, the food we eat, etc. We have a great relationship and he knows that I fuck other guys, and he is completely okay about that. We truly love each other, while we respect our places in hierarchy.

However, I often come across guys who seem to be a faggot, but behave very differently. A few days ago, while my bf was at work, I had a day off and found a guy on Grindr. You know that I’m not into femboys or twinks, so he was really strong and muscled. He arrived at my place and he was really hot, huge legs and round ass. But he was not what I expected at all. He was what some people would call a power bottom. He sucked my cock very well, and rode me with his strong legs gripping my body tightly, but he didn’t want to follow any of my orders. I ended up making him submit by pressing his neck against my pillow and banging his hole, but I felt like wrestling the guy. In a certain way, it is good to fuck really strong guys because I would never do that with a tiny skinny twink, but I wonder if I’ll ever find other fags like my boyfriend. You know what I mean? This guy was a great bottom but he was there to use my dick and feel pleasure. My boyfriend doesn’t even allow himself to think about pleasure. It’s about me, his Master and King.

So what do you think Sam? Will I need to start fucking femboys because they’re more likely to behave like faggots? Or I just need to search a little more and eventually I will find a real fag with the body type I like? I don’t know if there is anything wrong about me, but what I know for sure is that power bottoms are a huge turn off!!

Can you hear the frustration in the words of Master Paolo? Even though he eventually used his physical strength to overpower the bitch and breed it, the encounter wasn’t as satisfying as it should’ve been because of the power bottom’s terrible, selfish attitude.

I’m here to say that there is nothing at all wrong with Master Paolo demanding what he wants. He’s ALPHA. He shouldn’t need to ask for proper service or force someone to show him proper respect. He’s a King, and he deserves to be treated as such.

And he’s not alone. Almost all Alphas hate power bottoms as Master Paolo does, because these power bottoms disobey Hierarchical norms we all recognize. This bad attitude is the sexual equivalent of nails on a chalkboard, irritating and unpleasant.

Master Paolo asks if he will ever find true faggots with the body type he likes. I have no doubt they exist. Every body type has plenty of faggots from which to choose. Additionally, powerful Alphas like Master Paolo can often find their ideal body type and force them to become a faggot-like servant. There’s literally no limit to what an Alpha can choose to have and use!

I’m just glad that a real Alpha like Master Paolo can appreciate the difference between the selfless submissive service of a faggot and the selfish, self-glorifying actions of a power bottom! I’m also glad Master Paolo grabbed it and forced it to take his powerful rut rather than letting the power bottom continue its selfishness!

Ultimately, Alphas are the ones who police and readjust issues within hierarchy. I can bitch and moan about power bottoms, but that is meaningless. However, the firm, unyielding hand of an Alpha and his forceful rutting has the power to define the truth of hierarchy to these errant ones!

Thank you, Master Paolo, for your awesome example!

Yours,

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 Steven. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

It’s not easy to live honestly as a faggot. We are generally despised, sometimes thoughtlessly used, and more often brutally abused. We are inferior and weak, which makes us easy targets for Destroyer Alphas.

Thankfully, there are Protector Alphas out there with the wisdom, authority, and power to defend and rescue good faggots from ruin.

Protector Alphas like Master Steven.

My brother Tyler has been very honest about his terrifying service to a Destroyer Alpha named Master Adam, and how the abuse he suffered messed with his head and caused him to betray Master Steven. The struggle was so great that it even moved Master Roger to write a lengthy discussion in support of Tyler here.

I sympathized with Tyler’s struggle. I find myself even now yearning to be used again by my rapist, and that was more than 20 years ago! How could I ever fault Tyler for being drawn back to Master Adam’s abusive dominance?

This weakness in Tyler was recently put to the test, but this time notice the right choice Tyler made!

Hello Sam, this is Tyler again, things are getting better here thanks to Steven and thanks to your help as well.

I’ve been living with him and doing my best to obey Steven. He really saved my life from Adam’s violence. After I moved, Adam kept calling me every single day multiple times a day. At first I wasn’t answering him, but when I finally did, he said something like “both you and I know that you belong to me and you’ll be begging for my cock again”. It was so hard to talk to him Sam, the way he controls me is so weird. Being rational, I know that I should never let him touch me again, he treats me like a piece of shit and doesn’t care at all about my feelings. But there is something inside of me that keeps telling me to kneel and obey Adam, no matter how much he hurts me.

I realized that, if I kept trying to manage this by myself, I would fall into this trap again. So I went to Steven, crying and in despair, and was completely honest with him. I told him that Adam had been calling me everyday multiple times a day. Omg Sam, I was so afraid of his reaction, but my wonderful Master just put me in his arms, kissed my forehead and my cheeks, told me that nothing would ever hurt me again and asked if I trusted him. I told that I trusted him more than anyone else, but I did not trust myself and the urges that I have to serve Adam. I can tell that Steven was offended when I told him that I still had urges to serve my former Master, but he showed me once again how a great Man, a true Alpha, behaves in this sort of situations. He told me that the next time Adam called me I must hand the phone to him. I did not think that would be a good idea because Adam can get very aggressive, but I just accepted.

Adam called me again a few hours later, I was in Steven’s arms watching a movie with him. He told me to stay quiet and let him do it. I was afraid of what Adam would do, but I gave him the phone and Steven said hello, putting the phone on speaker for me to hear as well. Adam noticed the different voice and asked if that was Tyler’s phone. Steve, with a firm and powerful voice, said something like that:

“you know it is, and you know you should not be calling him.” Adam remained silent at first, but then he answered that he wanted to talk to me. Steven then said “Tyler will not talk to you and you will not call him again. You have already given me enough work fixing all the damage you caused to him. Tyler is my boy, and no man touches him anymore, especially someone so mean and selfish like you. I’ve met hundreds of guys like you in the past. You think you are beyond good and bad because you’re rich, young, and hot. But let me tell you something, you’re not a Man, you pretend to me a Man, but you’re just a coward, a weak pathetic creature that tries to compensate your frustration causing harm to sweet boys like Tyler. You will never understand the joy of having boys who truly admire and love you. I know you fuck many of them, probably even more than I do, but my boys love and respect me. Yours are afraid, they’re addicted to danger and pain thanks to cruel Men like you. I am being polite with you, although you do not deserve it. If you ever call Tyler again, you will have bigger problems than just being scolded on the phone.”

Omg Sam, I was looking up at Steve while he was on the phone and at that moment I could only think about sucking his dick forever. What a powerful and wonderful Man he is. Adam did not answer, he just hung up the phone and never called me again. Steve told me to block him on all social media. After it was all over, Steve put me back in his arms and said “I did my part as your Man, I will always protect you as long as you behave well. Now you need to do yours. If you ever serve Adam again, I will not give you any more chances. If you do let your urges take over your common sense, I will let him do whatever he wants with you, because you deserve each other. Is that clear?” I said “yes sir, I’m so sorry.” But Steven treated me very well, kissed me again and said that I’m a sweet boy who deserves to be loved.

I asked permission to kiss his balls and worship his dick and he said yes. It took less than 2 minutes licking his big balls to make his hard, so I gave him a really nice head, letting him fuck my throat as much as he wanted. While he thrusted in my mouth he kept repeating “that’s the only dick you must serve, enjoy the taste, enjoy my balls, you’re my boy, and only mine” I tried to say “yes sir” but his cock was so deep in my throat that I could not pronounce any words. I just stayed focused on giving him as much pleasure as possible. After around 10 minutes, he simply said “now you swallow it”, and for sure I did. I took his load, every single drop, looked up at him and said “thank you very much”. He hates kissing my mouth when it tastes like cum, so he kissed my forehead and said “you’re my good boy”

Since then, my life has been fully committed to serve Steven and trying hard to forget Adam. It feels like getting rid of a drug. I have no words to describe how grateful I am for having Steve with me, a true Man who understands my weakness and did not give up on me when I betrayed him. He still wants a 3some with another fag and I haven’t given him what he wants yet. But I’m doing my best to find a good boy, sexy and obedient as my Man deserves.

I’m so proud of my brother Tyler for making a critical change in how he handles the feelings he occasionally has for Master Adam. Rather than keeping his desires a secret and eventually succumbing to them, he instead went and confessed them to his real Master, Steven! This was the EXACT right move!

And give credit to Master Steven for feeling sympathy for his faggot’s struggles and then standing up against this bully Alpha terrorizing him! That confrontation with Master Adam was dramatic and bold, and the kind of showdown that only Alphas can do.

Then notice how Master Steven comforted Tyler after the confrontation, not with sex, but with tenderness. Likely Master Steven realized that Tyler’s natural impulse would be to worship him, but he allowed his faggot the space to express that desire from his heart.

That made the feeding even more powerful!

What a dramatic demonstration of true Protector Alphahood and what these greatest of Men accomplish in the defense of righteousness!

I just hope my baby brother Tyler can now rest easy, comforted by the power of his true Master, Steven! Never stray again!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the emergence of an 18-year-old God Alpha named Sir Adam as he discovers his infinite power over females and faggots, including his own father! CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!

I’m constantly in awe since my return last year at the huge numbers of young straight/bisexual Alphas who understand and accept hierarchy and the ownership/use of faggots! It’s honestly astonishing. The internet has been so instrumental in helping these young Alphas accept the greater promise of their blessed lives. It’s wonderful to see, and exciting to be a part of the development of some of them!

The latest young Alpha to reveal himself to me is Sir Adam, an 18-year-old who has been owning and using females and faggots since the age of 13 or 14. What were you doing at that age? While most kids that age are just dealing with the effects of puberty, Sir Adam was learning how to take ownership of inferiors and use the powers of his body and mind to rule. That’s heady stuff!

His introductory letter is astounding, and contains the seeds of a much greater power dwelling within him. Read on:

Wassup, faggot. I’m Adam, but you can call me Sir Adam. I love not just fucking, but also owning. I just turned 18, and I have a huge cock (10+ fucking fat inches) and an insane demanding sex drive. I’ve probably fucked and owned more holes than you can imagine, fag. I have a question for you, but thought I’ll introduce a bit about myself first.

I still fuck girls because I love making them gasp and shake, but the reality is that guys take my huge cock much better. My fags crave it. And I love making big tough guys into my dirty sluts. Making their muscles shake and twitch from breaking their cunts, just like a girls. And I can go as hard as I can on them. And they serve me the same, kissing my muscles and obeying my commands.

I discovered how good a fag’s mouth was at 14. My then girl couldn’t take even half my cock in her mouth or pussy. So after I fucked her stupid, I found her older brother, pushed my cock in his face, and skull-fucked his jock mouth. It felt so right having his muscled body underneath me while he gagged and moaned and choked on more of my cock than his sister ever could. It didn’t take long before I started ramming my cock into his ass too. Even after I broke up with her, I still use the jock fag, and he obeys every thing I tell him to do.

I thought I was weird for not caring whether its a girl or guy I push my big fat cock into, not caring whether it was pussy or ass I was breeding full. Until a bitch found your site and showed me, and learnt that I was an alpha. I rewarded the bitch by letting him worship and nurse on my cock for a few hours while I read your site, and I’ve learnt a lot. I like to think I’m a protector alpha, because I want my fags and bitches and girls to love being used. I love having my sluts wanting to make me, their superior stud, feel good, and I take care of them in return.

Having owned fags for a few years now, and I love to fuck big burly bitches. Don’t get me wrong, I’m also muscular, but I’m much stronger than I look. Nothing gets me going like a bulked up guy submissively sucking on my teen cock after gym. And then I bounce him on my cock like a toy and reward him with my huge loads.

I still have a girlfriend. I love how soft she feels in my strong hands when I’m tossing her on my oversized dick. But she doesn’t last long, not nearly enough to satisfy me. I always make sure a fag is handy nearby after I’m done fucking her brains out.

my favorite fag is my best friend, Jason. I’ve been fucking him for a couple years now, ever since I caught him staring at my half-hard cock after training together. He loves to smell my cock and balls and feel my strong muscles while I stroke his hair and call him my good boy. And the first time I took his sweet little muscled cunt, it was so right. He’s bigger than I am, so it was perfect fucking him senseless. He’s the closest to a boyfriend fag I will take.

My question for you, faggot, is about my dad. My mum is no longer in the picture, and he was the one that sat me down to talk about sex. He told me he doesn’t mind me fucking at home, with guy or girl, and with how loud I long-dick my bitches, he’s heard me fucking hard. I’ve heard him fuck too in his bedroom with his own hookups. But for a few weeks now, I’ve been noticing how he always seems to be present after I finish fucking a fag or bitch. Heck, I was jerking with both hands when he walked into my room and just stared at my jerking off. Even handed me tissues and helped wipe my cum after I shot everywhere.

I’ve always respected my dad, he works out and has the body of a god, something I want to copy. But with the way he’s spent a lot of time staring at my cock or bulge in the morning or night, it’s hard not to see him as a cock-hungry fag waiting to be broken. I’m sensing the same submissive looks and glances from my own dad when he sees my pumped muscles and my swinging dick as the other guys I’ve broken in and made mine. He’s still clearly a stud too from the women he’s brought home and fucked stupid.

What do you think I should do, faggot? I’ve fucked and owned guys similar in age to my dad. I’ve made them cocksuckers and fagged out muscled cunts. But he’s my dad, and I’ve respected the power and strength he’s had to raise me for 18 years. He also seems like an alpha but I want to both admire him as my role model, but claim him as my bitch.

Jaw-dropping, isn’t he?

First of all, Sir Adam reminds me of Master Jase in that he’s almost a raging bull of big-dicked, testosterone-fueled Alpha power. Even at 14 years old he recognized that girlfriend’s older brother as a faggot and forced it to submit – that’s bold! Sir Adam already understands that he can use his strength and his cock to make lesser ones (no matter their age) submit to his command.

It’s clear that Sir Adam is a straight male, but he also recognizes that he has needs females cannot ever satisfy completely. His desire for conquest is so strong, his need to deeply plant his seed and claim property so overwhelming that gender is a secondary concern. This is often very true of the most powerful straight Alphas!

One thing I’ve noticed about the most powerful Alphas (Apex and God Alphas on the chart) is they love to conquer and feed/breed older males. Why do you think that is? It’s because in hierarchical terms it’s equivalent to knocking off the old King and taking over their position and power. It’s the old “king of the hill” game played by children, except much more real and won with rutting and cum.

Which brings me to the subject of Sir Adam’s father. I think it’s safe to say that his father is a lower-level Alpha. He might even be an Apex Alpha.

So how do we interpret his father’s fascination with Sir Adam’s dick and cum? Well, we must remember that Alphas have a hierarchy amongst themselves, too, and that hierarchy is established in the same ways as the larger one: through DOMINANCE.

Sir Adam is effectively establishing his dominance over his father by loudly fucking females and faggots in his father’s house, or parading his cock around his father or putting on a show of his young Alpha body in action. These displays are having the effect of forcing his father to admit Sir Adam’s superiority. He may not overtly want to service his son’s dick, but I’ll bet the idea has turned over in his subconscious.

(Side note: Sir Adam mentioned how his father took tissues and cleaned up his cum after he jacked off … did the father take those tissues? If he did, I have no doubt he licked the cum from them in secret)

I say all of this to preface what I really want to say, which is this: Sir Adam was born a God Alpha, and it’s fortunately manifesting early in his life. The fact that Alphas like his own father submit to him is clear evidence of that.

To answer Sir Adam’s direct question, I’d suggest that, in some ways, he’s already made his father his bitch. But of course, in the world of a God Alpha, true conquest goes much farther than that. I think a great test of how far this can go would be for Sir Adam to tell his father to suck his dick the next time he catches his father staring at it. Sucking dick is a relatively simple act of worship, one that even resistant Alphas might do on command.

So I’d suggest that course of action, and see where it develops. Given what I’ve learned, I believe Sir Adam will have his giant dick down his father’s throat in no time flat.

But whatever happens, Sir Adam has a limitless future ahead of him. The greatest of Kingdoms will be built for him, and he will rule with it with ease. He will never go without worship and service, and he will never know want.

Sir Adam is the kind of young Alpha that makes me grateful to be a faggot, because I can see the truth of his existence and be humbled to the core.

Thank you, Sir Adam!

Yours,

sam the faggot

The following post is part of a thread following the submission of a faggot named Ethan to an experienced black Master known as King Karter. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

In the previous update from Ethan, the faggot known as #5 in the live-in Kingdom of a powerful black Alpha named King Karter, Ethan learned to worship his Master’s feet and what that does to faggots. King Karter has been very pleased with his latest white faggot, and his three personal fags (Ethan as #5, then also #1 and #3) serve him in some way every day.

But Ethan has returned with a PART TWO so astounding (and even a little confusing) that I’m surprised Ethan was able to even write about it afterwards! This came about because Ethan is returning to his home state of Texas, so his Master graciously threw him a going-away party.

And what a party!

So, this is part two of what happened just before I left Texas. King Karter told me that I would be spending the weekend with him and his friends and that they would throw me a going-away party.  #3 called me and told me that there would be two of King’s friends there. I will call them King R and King L on here because I don’t know if they want their names known. #3 said they had been friends with King Karter for a long time, King R, since they were in high school. #3 said that King R and King L were in a relationship and King R was the more dominant one. But they like to share faggots a lot and have a semi-open relationship. I also had to obey them just as I would King Karter, so this was a good chance to show what I have to offer King Karter and his friends. I have some anxiety issues sometimes and I was very nervous that I would embarrass King Karter and my brothers, I had to even take some of my meds the day before, but #3 kept reassuring me that I would be fine, “It was easy and once they are fucking you, your body will just know what to do, it’s was what I was born for!” He also told me to bring some nice clothes to wear because we were going out to dinner.

I got there Saturday morning, just after #3 and a few hours before #1. We had to make some appetizers, clean the place, and set up the air mattresses in the living room. When Kings R and L arrived, we were on our knees in the living room. Immediately, they came over to me, pulled me up, and had me stand between them as they sat on the couch. King R was darker and taller and had short buzzed hair, and King L had much lighter skin and had highlighted braids. He was much younger than King R, in his mid to late 20s, like more my age. King R and King L’s hands were rubbing up and down my entire body. Like, feeling it all up. They kept telling King Karter that I had a thick ass and legs. They had me flex and bend over, while they rubbed my nipples, fingered my hole, and squeezed my arms, shoulders, chest, and balls. King Karter was smiling, watching with #3 kneeling next to him, and #1 got them all drinks and food. Soon #3 was sucking down on King Karter while they talked about me and my body. It felt a bit embarrassing, but also a little bit of pride because they liked my body, and King Karter was showing me off. They keep remarking on how much money King will make off my pussy. I was a bit embarrassed, but NGL I was so hard in my cage, King L pointed it out to everyone. I was also very nervous because I did not want to embarrass King and my brothers. So I just let them do what they wanted.

This went on for a bit. I had to be on my knees again when #1 brought out some pot and Hennessy for the Kings. Then King Karter told me to show them how good my mouth pussy is. I turned and started sucking on King R first then King L. Kings R’s cock is longer than King Karter’s (maybe about 10 or 11″ but thinner), and King L’s Cock is about 8 or 9″ (about the same length as King Karter but not as thick, probably 3 ” or so). King R was hard to get down; he had me use my hands a lot more than King Karter likes. By now I could hear #3 gagging on King Karter’s cock behind me and #1 was still serving pot and drinks to the kings, and poppers to me and #3. After they both face fucked me for a while, King Karter pulled me over to him as #3 and #1 each served King R and King L, with their throats and I went to town on King Karter’s. It did feel a bit easier now that I was back with King Karter.

King Karter would have me suck on his big cock for a while and then have me watch Kings R and King L mouth rape and start to fuck #1 and #3. While I kneeled in between King’s thighs he had me hit a lot of poppers and had me fuck myself on some dildos and plugs. My heart was pounding and King Karter pulled me over to the air mattress and took #3 off of King R’s Cock and had #3 sit on his, while King R came over to me and put his dick in my mouth. I sucked it again, and he was becoming more aggressive now and was pulling my hair and slapping me a bit. He had me lie on my left side with my right leg in the air and then started fucking me hard. I was moaning a lot and King L came over after fucking #1 and shoved his cock in my mouth. This was the first time I had ever been fucked in my mouth and my ass at the same time, it was hard to get at first, to get a rhythm up, like what I should be focusing more on. King L had me look at him and kept talking to me asking me if I liked black cock in me, or if I was a white faggot, or if I liked that cock in my ass. I responded to him every time with his dick in my mouth. Then R and L switched a few times, R pulled out and started mouth fucking me, and L started fucking my pussy. By now I started getting a rhythm, and they would turn me over sometimes on my back so R would be fucking me right down my throat and sometimes on my stomach when R was fucking me and King L was in my mouth again, Or on all fours doggy-style. King L would fuck very fast, like a jackhammer, and King R had more powerful, harder thrusts. At some point King Karter came over and had me suck his dick I could taste pussy juice and cum on his but it was still rock hard. He fucked me hard. King R and King L watched and kept cheering him on. Then King R asked if they could DP me, and I was a bit shocked and scared for a second. But, King Karter said not yet he hasn’t taken much cock up his pussy. Then they pulled #1 over to the couch and King Karter pulled me on his lap and fucked me so my back was to him and had me watch as King L sat on the couch #1 climbed up and squatted down on his dick and King R came up behind him and slide in #1’s pussy like it was nothing. They fucked the shit out of him n I could hear #1 moaning and grunting begging for more and more cock.

I was riding King Karter up and down #3 came over to give King Karter some drinks, and handed me some poppers that I had to sniff while watching. I was like HOLY FUCK! His cunt could take both massive cocks like that without him being in pain. Then #3 got on his knees next to them and started sucking on their cocks as they would come out, wet them up, and put them back in.

King Karter had me get on all fours in the middle of the room where he fucked me on all fours for a bit, and they each took turns fucking my mouth and hole. Each of them came inside of my fag hole. First King R, then King L, then King Karter. King Karter had me go on the couch and pull my legs up to my chest, and #3 put a shot glass at my hole, and I was told to push out all the cum, and then I was made to drink it in front of everyone. It was so fucking Hot! I never even came once, but my dick was still rock hard in my cage though the hole time, and my fucking balls were aching so bad! But I still was on a fucking sex high I don’t care if I came.

We all just sat around for a while, they had us dance for them and twerk, which I think I relay sucked at, they laughed, and #1 and #3 helped a bit teaching me to better twerk.

King Karter said we had dinner plans, and we all got dressed. It felt weird wearing clothes in front of King Karter again, even though I had worn them in my interview, it still felt weird.  I still wore my cock cage underneath though.

Because the Kings had been drinking and smoking, #1 drove the Kings in his car, and #3 and I went in his.  It was a very nice steak house we (the faggots) each sat in between the kings. I had King R on my Right and King L on my left. Throughout the whole dinner, we each had to help serve them like pouring their wine, or even cutting up their steaks, I was a bit scared that some of the other customers would look at us strangely, and I could tell there were some eyes on us especially as we walked in (this is Texas after all), but if they did after we sat down, I never noticed, I was focusing on the Kings. When dinner was about half over, King R leaned over and whispered, asking if I was thirsty.  At first, I said no, thinking he was asking if I wanted like water or something. Then he chuckled and had me look down at his crotch, squeezed it a bit, and asked me again but his time he said more like “Your Thirsty, right faggot?” I was in complete terror, and I responded by saying, “Here? What if some one sees, I can’t, we could get caught,” He said, “no one will see!” Before I could interject, he told King Karter that he and I would be going to the bathroom.  I looked at King Karter, hoping he would interject, thinking he would not want us to get caught, but he just said, “Ok”.  When we got in, there was a guy at the urinal, and I did have a bit of a panic attack thinking I was caught, but King R just walked up to the urinal, and I just stood behind looking like I was waiting for it. There were only two. After the guy was done, I took the one beside King R and pretend to piss as the guy washed his hands and left. King R nodded for me to follow him into the handicap stall.

This was both so terrifying and exciting at the same time. He locked the door and had me kneel on the floor, and pulled out his dick. He whispered to make sure I drink every drop or I’ll be smelling of piss at the dinner table. I was almost shaking with fear, both of spilling it and someone walking in.  He let out a stream and stopped so I could gulp it down. I tried to drink as fast as I could, so we could get out of there. King R finished before anyone else came in. We went over and washed our hands, and as we were walking out, another man was walking in, that kind of also freaked me out a bit, knowing how close were were to getting caught. Later, both King Karter took #3 into the bathroom, and King L took #1 in when we were having dessert. I was nervous the whole time they were both in there.  At the end of the meal, the waiter put the bill in the middle and I thought for sure we (faggots) would pay for them and us, But no! King Karter just picked it up and paid the entire thing. I was a bit stunned that he paid for us, even though we usually paid him. I also felt that it would have been just the right thing to do. #3 told me on the way back, because I asked, that King would bring us out sometimes especially if he was proud of our work, or if we had earned a lot of money for him, and he said it was probably that he was proud and wanted to reward us because he will usually give King R a few freebees cause they had been friends since they were younger.

When we got back to apartment #1, #3 and I all got undressed as soon as we walked in, and the Kings sat on the couch. We all took turns sucking them off each of them, and then King Karter pulled me by my hair and said we were going to his bedroom for the night. King R and L could have the others.

This account is fascinating for many reasons. First of all, it perfectly illustrates Alpha Hierarchy in a real-world application. In this scenario, King Karter is the God Alpha, King R is the Apex Alpha, and King L is either an Alpha or another Apex. However, their respect for the hierarchy between them is palpable and very real.

If you wanted a preview of true #BNWO (Black New World Order) gatherings (not the scammers on X who are trying to get fag money), this is it. It’s black Alphas getting together to enjoy their power as Kings while they are served and serviced by white faggots. As you can tell from Ethan’s fevered description, it’s intense, but they show a level of appreciation for their faggots that I find commendable. They simply understand that this is how faggots are born to be used.

I also love the impromptu faggot hierarchy at work here. #3 seems to be the closest to a mentor faggot in this situation. However, the faggots all serve selflessly, and they generously help one another in order to please their Alphas. This is how it should always be in an Alpha’s house containing multiple owned faggots. Much of the success of these kinds of situations comes down to firm training from the Owner. Thankfully, King Karter has owned faggots for years and knows exactly how to control them and get the best out of them.

I’m really proud of Ethan for being flexible and adjusting to his circumstances as they come upon him. He’s done this with a very obedient and submissive attitude, and it’s clear King Karter loves owning him. An Alpha who shows off his property to his Alpha brothers is certainly proud!

Ethan promises there’s another part to this experience, presumably telling us what happened when King Karter took him to bed!

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!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the six year ownership of a 21-year-old faggot named Tim by his lifelong Asian friend and Alpha, Master Nick. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Most of us lose the friendships of our boyhood once we reach our teens and get into high school. Our circle of friends widens out, interests change, and we just move on. I’ve retained only one casual friend from my boyhood, whereas I still have many of my friends from high school close to me. It’s just the nature of things.

But every so often a boyhood friendship develops in such a way that the bond not only becomes stronger, but it even becomes vital. Such is the case with a faggot named Tim.

In youth, Tim was best friends with an Asian boy named Nick. They spent countless days together, playing and wrestling and making silly games and doing all of the crazy things boys do.

But then two critical events occurred that would change both of their lives forever. Here’s Tim with the story:

Hello brother Sam. I came across your website through browsing, and saw your posts about the Alpha Asians, and needed to share how I serve my Asian alpha god. I wanted to just share how happy I am to be not just his boyfriend, but his bitch, his slut, his faggot, and how excited I am for our next step in my life with my Sir. I really don’t have a question except whether it’s possible for me to fall in greater love and obsession with him.

My Sir and I are both 21 years old. My name is Tim, and my alpha is Nick. I submitted to him when we were 15, and it has been six of the best years of my life worshipping and serving his inexhaustible needs and his ever growing strength and power.

Right now I am typing while his afternoon load oozes around the thick butt plug put in my aching sore pussy, and I can’t wait until he finishes his evening home workout to fill me again. I have limited time to write as I will be there to serve, lick, suck, and present myself for his sweaty, pumped self after his workout, but I want to at least share the start of how everything fell into place for how I became Alpha Nick’s faggot boyfriend.

My family is white, Nick’s is Chinese/Japanese. We were childhood friends, neighbors and inseparable. Same school, same sports, same activities. I was always louder and bigger as a kid, but Nick, smaller and more quiet, was always able to control me from going overboard.

Nick was bullied in junior high for being Asian. I fought the bullies off, and thought that would be how it was. Me protecting Nick, no one messing with my best friend.

Everything changed when Nick had to move across the country for two years for his dad’s job. We were 13. I hated it. I didn’t want to lose Nick. We messaged for those two years, but I never saw him until he came back, and texted me to know he was home.

I rushed to see him, and I remember being absolutely floored. Gone was the lanky, scrawny Asian boy I protected. In his place when Nick opened the door was a defined muscled boy. When he hugged me hard, his bulging arms almost crushed everything out of me. My breath, my thoughts, my body. In place, I remember the hardness of his muscles, and above all, his rich smell.

We wrestled like we always did as kids, but things were different. He pinned me single-handedly and easily, put me in a chokehold and stared intensely at me as I struggled at his far superior strength until I tapped out. He flexed his big muscled arm above me, grinning down at me. I recall that moment so vividly as it was the first time I felt something inside me drop.

I didn’t know it then, but Nick had become a true Alpha in those two years. He had grown through so much. But all he told me was that he had to stand up to other people who were racist to him. Nick joined a gym and got into martial arts. He had gotten stronger and more confident. Only later would I know just how much stronger and confident.

We compared heights; before he left, I was over half a head taller. Back together, we were the same height, but he was so much more muscled and defined. Then came my first shock. We compared cocks. Over the two years, we had messaged about jerking off and what turned us on. But never any pictures.

I remember I was hard from our wrestling, the hardest I’ve ever been. Nick was hard too, from what I now know was from dominating me so easily and so powerfully. I remember trying to salvage my pride, saying I bet my cock was bigger. His silent grin said it all as we pulled down our shorts.

Brother Sam. I had never been so humbled. I measured myself, and I was proud of my 5 inches, knowing I had more to grow. What Nick revealed…when that dark, massive shaft came out. When Nick pointed that glistening giant head at me. When he laid his cock over my pathetic one, and it was almost twice my length, and more than twice my girth.

Nick didn’t say a word. He just grinned as I slowly jerked our cocks together. I couldn’t stop staring. Both down at his huge Asian cock dwarfing mine, then back at his smiling face. I don’t think we said anything for a good amount of time, that day was a blur.

I only remember that when we finally put our cocks away and sat down to play on his console, I couldn’t stop looking back at his heavy bulge pushing at the seams of his shorts. How his strong legs framed his groin, the way he sat, the way he stood and walked. That day is burned deep in my memory as the starting point of my faghood to my alpha friend and my master.

It was obvious the change in Nick back at school. I was still the louder one and outgoing, but I was the one following Nick around. I let him chose our lunch spot, and how he seemed to just be in charge of where he was, even when he was silent. That intense calm of his…everyone was visibly attracted to him. I was no exception. But I was happy he stuck with me.

Nick took me to work out, and before I fully submitted to him as my Alpha, they were the most intense and high times I had. My workout was nothing, I watched him pump weights, running, stretching. When he spotted me, my eyes could not leave his muscles. Nick knew. I knew. But I wasn’t ready to admit it that we were different now.

That changed one week where he was absent from school twice. I wanted to see if he was ok. I arrived at his house and heard low moaning and the sounds of heavy hard sex. I had watched porn before, not with Nick, but I could tell that there was fucking happening in his house.

I remember my head emptying. Only hearing the sounds of intense fucking. The high-pitched moans and someone else’s familiar voice growling deep and low.

I had used my spare key to let myself in, and the first thing I remember hitting me was the smell of male body and sweat. Smells I started to associate with working out with Nick. The next thing to hit me was the intense fucking sounds. Nick didn’t even bother taking it to his bedroom, he was in the living room.

Nick saw me, but he barely paused. He just told me to wait, and I watched, transfixed, as he railed hard and deep with such long strokes. I caught a glimpse of his slut, and recognized it as a star athlete from the senior high school we would attend the next year.

I only kept watching as he finished, pumping with deep powerful thrusts, and I realized, I wished it was me. As he pulled out and a massive, cum covered cock revealed itself, I remember wishing, I want that.

I don’t remember what I asked him, my mind was blanked and turning. But I remember him grinning at me, palming his still hard, monster cock, and saying, “All day.” I remember him telling me to come back later, and he went back to mounting his prey, who barely moved except moaning out. I wondered, and was jealous, of just how long he had been fucking him. By my 15 year old best friend.

Nick told me everything that night when I went over. How even when we were kids, he knew he was different. How moving away let him explore. How he started to fuck other people at the gym in the school he was at over there. How he even fucked his dad’s construction foreman when he visited. How the foreman became his muscled bitch for the last year he was over there.

Nick made me stroke him as he recounted the high number of guys he had fucked and used when he moved. I never had to use two hands before, but I did for his cock. He talked. I stroked. His pre dripped all over my hands. I remember I was kneeling in front of him as he sat, his huge body and cock towering over me.

When he finished talking, ending with who I learnt was the baseball captain of the high school I saw him fucking earlier, I held his cock in my hands like a trophy. I knew that we had changed. He wasn’t just my childhood friend. I asked him why didn’t he claim me like he did the others. That I knew.

He just said that unlike his other fags, I was special. And he wanted me to submit completely and without hesitation. Honestly he could have taken me that first day he came back and I would be his faithful fag forever, but he, in his own alpha way, loved and valued me.

I wish to share more, brother Sam. I want to tell you of the day he truly cunted me. How he truly transformed me into his. I want to tell you just how much stronger he’s gotten. How big he’s gotten. How his giant Asian cock has gotten even bigger, thicker, more monstrous. How I love every inch of it. How he now towers over me, an absolute beast of a hunk, how his defined, muscled Asian body commands attention, and how beautiful he looks as an Alpha god no matter what he is doing. How over the next six years, he grew into the amazing strong Alpha he is, owning multiple faggots with his powerful demeanor.

And how through all he has ascended, no matter who he uses or controls, he still always makes time and space for me. Claiming me like he did six years ago. And every time he does, every time he buries his mammoth cock inside me, laying his enormous body on top of me, calls me his boyfriend fag, how when he slam fucks me til I’m seeing black, I can still hear his low, deep voice saying how he could stay inside me forever.

But I can hear his workout ending. He always finishes his home workout by aggressively smashing the heavy bag around, and even through multiple walls, I can hear just how punishing the thuds are. And after every workout, I worship his sweat, muscles, and cock before he claims me brutally and overwhelmingly. I live for it, brother Sam. I live for Sir Nick, all of him, for every thought of mine to be fucked full of Him.

So much in this startling and detailed story to unpack!

First of all, I think it’s fair to say we can dispel any doubts about the genetic nature of Alphahood. Master Nick was born Alpha, but it wasn’t unleashed until circumstances forced it to the surface (I suppose much like Bruce Banner and The Hulk). But how did Master Nick return at age 15 after two years with so much dominance and so much power and control over faggots? Did he go away to Alpha School?

No, of course he didn’t. He knew these things because Alphahood is a programming gifted to our greatest Men. The genetic secrets and wisdom of Alphahood are sacred mysteries shared and protected among only the members of this elite fraternity. Master Nick was born with these secrets and codes baked into his very psyche.

Kudos to my brother Tim for instantly recognizing the overwhelming and undeniable Alphahood of his old friend, and having the sense to submit completely! It might’ve been easy to fall into jealous rages or competitions with a friend who once seemed like an equal. However, Tim instantly realized they were no longer even close to being equal. That takes proper humility!

I really hope Tim continues to share more illuminating stories about the six years he’s been blessed to serve as Master Nick’s primary faggot!

The following post is part of a thread following the rise of a straight college Alpha named Jason who has taken ownership of a faggot classmate named Mason! CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

I’ve been blessed with some truly wild circumstances during my ten years of teaching Hierarchy online. I tutored multiple straight Alphas in Canada on how to own personal, live-in faggots. I’ve covered dramatic rapes almost live via email. I’ve helped fathers and sons navigate hierarchical roles with compassion and care. I’ve witnessed a fag brother having his entire company taken over by a young God Alpha. I’ve had my podcast cause a straight Alpha to take ownership of the faggot he caught listening to it. And on and on. Longtime readers know of my track record.

Many times these stories seemed unbelievable to ME, let alone my readership, and I was often accused of making things up. But these stories are all true.

However, few stories have blown my mind quite as much as the following story that has been developing here over the last couple of weeks. I’m not even sure what the chances are of this situation happening randomly – they must be infinitesimal – but that’s exactly what happened!

I’ll try to walk you through it.

Readers may remember a recent series of “Questions From Readers” asks from a faggot named Mason who thought he was an Alpha but found himself fantasizing about a more powerful Alpha at his school. I’ve assembled those asks HERE.

There were three such asks from Mason, and I was advising him on how to tempt this Alpha into using him. This mostly involved asking leading questions or even kneeling before this Alpha to trigger his dominance. Mason would cautiously try these suggestions, and they did seem to be producing the desired result.

Meanwhile, I received a nondescript ask from an anonymous Alpha about a friend he wanted to force into submission. You can read that HERE.

Then, out of the blue, I received the following email from that anonymous Alpha:

Yo I wanted to keep you updated on my story. But I’m writing as an email instead of a question because I think my friend, Mason, who I’m making my fag is the guy who’s asking questions about thinking he was an alpha until being in college. I say this for a couple reasons, one we both are in a frat together like his story, two his physical descriptions in the story are similar to my friend, and three the day I did part of what you told me, he sent you his story about being called a good boy.  I find this so amusing because I did only part of what you said because despite being an alpha I care deeply for my friends and wanted to truly confirm before making a decisive move. But now I know he’s already a fag so no need in holding back LMAO. I just saw his story today and plan on giving him one more day to admit who is to me before making my move. For now though I’ve just had him mainly massage my feet, do my laundry for me, head locked him under my pits, and just small triggers before going further. Crazy small world that we both messaged you for advice haha. 

CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT?? Both the college Alpha and his latest faggot prey were unwittingly writing to me for advice from both sides of this situation!!!

This Alpha introduced himself as Master Jason. He is a straight college frat guy who discovered the use of faggots two years ago thanks to a faggot named John. Master Jason kindly shared his experience with that first faggot:

Yo Sam of course, regarding John, ownership with him was easy because he approached me wanting to serve me and already knowing he was a fag. When I took ownership, I followed a similar process to what I’m trying to do with Mason, having him worship my muscles, feet, and body, and making him cook, do my laundry, and wash the dishes, he was my little live at home slave. The process was slower because I was new to the alpha scene, but when I saw how animalistic and desperate he was for me, I felt right asserting my will over him since he clearly would do anything for me. Right now, I still own John, but unfortunately he no longer lives nearby but across the country with his family right now, as he had issues to take care of. He still comes to visit occasionally where he always serves me, but I understand and despite him being my fag, I respect that he is taking care of his family right now, since I was in that situation before. I’ve owned a couple more fags since then, but I’ve haven’t found one that has taken care of my needs to own them for the long term because worshipping me is a privilege that not every fag should have.

You see how natural this is? Master Jason is perfectly straight, but it just takes a good, honest-hearted faggot to help trigger the inborn dominance of an Alpha to want to own and use inferiors! It sounds like my brother John was the right faggot to open Master Jason’s eyes!

But Master Jason’s journey to his acceptance of his Alphahood wasn’t quite the straight line that many experience. He continued:

In terms of your question about alpha hood I think I had a different growth curve. I didn’t realize I was superior to other males until two years ago when I was first introduced to hierarchy. In high school I liked to stay out of the spotlight which might be different from most alphas but my reasoning was I had to work to help take care of my mother and younger brother. Given that I never had much time to notice my superiority from fags but everyone I knew respected me and never messed around me. On the basketball team I was the “unofficial captain,” I never tried to become captain because that wasn’t my priority. But every time we had practice or a game everyone would listen to me instead of the “actual captain”. I’ve always been a very action oriented person I never commanded or yelled at people I just led by example and it seemed everyone just fell in line. In high school thought, one of my close friends always told me he knew girls who would want to get with me if I wanted, but I turned them down because I had other priorities. I think it’s how I was raised to be more of a protector alpha which is also why I wanted to be careful when first approaching Mason. In terms of fags though in high school I never noticed it but looking back there was one guy on the basketball team who always lingered behind in the locker room whenever I was changing and I realize he was probably a silent fag. I noticed more fag attention in college when I would first get hit on by guys all the time at frat parties and bars, but it wasn’t until my first fag, John, showed me your page did I realize how many more guys wanted to serve me.

For my alpha hood now I think I’m still navigating how everything is and which fags I decide to just use or which to truly own. I don’t find myself concerned with the labeling of what alpha I am but what I see is I’m a protector alpha. I look out for people I care about and always have been the person everyone turns to in group settings whether I am officially deemed the “leader” or not I know people look up to me and in college I’ve been able to better appreciate and revel in my power. 

Can you hear the calm, level-headed nature of Master Jason’s answers? He’s a true Protector Alpha in the sense that he naturally leads and instinctively protects/uses/fulfills inferiors!

So I realized I was now in service to a truly all-natural Alpha Master who understands and really embraces the ownership of faggots as part of his purpose as a developing King. Even more urgently, I was simultaneously assisting Master Jason and Mason to finally break through the hierarchical dance they were doing by advising both separately.

Now that façade was done! I could finally help guide it in a meaningful, less blind way! However, Master Jason forbade me to inform Mason of the fact that we were talking, at least not until Master Jason could actually break Mason’s will himself!

And that finally happened a couple of days ago! And very dramatically:

But back to my update I finally broke Mason a bit this morning. We usually hit the gym in the morning but today I told him I was sore so I wanted to have a rest day. He asked if there was anything he could do for me and I told him my feet were sore and asked him to massage my soles. His eyes widened when I said that and I found it amusing but I could see the desire in his eyes. He started massaging my feet and I told him to take off my socks and he obeyed and began rubbing my bare feet while I took my shirt off because of the heat and talked about how sweaty and smelly my pits and feet are in this heat. At this time his eyes looked the same as fags I’ve had who begged to worship my feet and I knew he couldn’t control himself. So I asked him why are you so obedient to me? He stuttered before I cut him off and said no it’s because you’re a faggot who wants to be used right? He started blushing and didn’t look up so I had to force him to look up at me and told him to say yes sir I’m a faggot. He struggled with his words again but ended up saying yes sir I’m your slave. When I prodded him again to say faggot instead he couldn’t so I just told him good boy and to just smell my feet and pits instead. I could tell he was obsessed though he ended up sniffing my pits for 15 min before one of my frat bros knocked on my door and he jumped back. Before he left I told him he would address me as Sir from now on and he said yes sir before he left.

I don’t remember all the details but I the fact that this guy that everyone would think could pull bitches and was an alpha was nothing but just a fag under my feet made me feel so good. I will say I was disappointed he didn’t submit to me first nor did he admit he was a faggot. But I try not to judge because I don’t know what he’s going through. I do want to break him in further but it seems he’s still scared of admitting he isn’t an alpha so I don’t know if you have any advice to get him more comfortable. It feels different than other fags I’ve broken in since I know he wants to serve me but I can see there’s resistance.  I’ll keep you updated with anything that happens man and I appreciate your advice here. 

I was just as disappointed in Mason’s resistance as Master James was, but unlike Master Jason, I DO know what Mason’s going through. It’s hard to accept a truth when it so deeply contradicts what you’ve believed about yourself for so long. This is especially true when it means accepting an inferior position with other Men and in life.

However, notice Master Jason’s insightful stance: “But I try not to judge because I don’t know what he’s going through.” Spoken like a true Protector Alpha!

I think Master Jason is one of the finest examples of young straight Alphahood I’ve ever encountered. He’s totally in control at all times, and he sees everything. He’s blessed with that preternatural Alpha hunting instinct, and he has the dominant intelligence to manipulate the weak into fulfilling their purpose!

Mason doesn’t yet appreciate the astounding privilege he has standing over him right now! Mason has been chosen as the personal property of a very special straight Alpha! I hope Mason comes to accept his true purpose soon and submits to the will of Master Jason!

It’s a story too good to be true that is about to get even better!

Thank you, Master Jason, for your honesty, benevolence, and kindness!

Hey man I wrote to you a couple days ago about trying to figure out the hierarchy with my struggles with my friend I introduced to being an alpha. I appreciate the insights and after reading more I realized that I was questioning my status because I was Asian and physically less appealing than my friend, but now I know that being an alpha often is beyond simple physical traits, but rather a mentality that I lost for a second but regained. Things have reverted back to normal since I talked with Ray and Leo has come back to serving me. While I still need to look through alpha hierarchy I was wondering what role does an alpha/apex alpha play for a god alpha and is it possible to become a good alpha from an alpha? Overall, I know I’m an alpha for sure I’m just struggling how an alpha hierarchy would work if I’m below a bigger alpha.

This is a follow-up to THIS QUESTION.

Master Aiden, welcome back! Thank you so much for writing again! 

I felt bad about my response to your first question, because I thought I was too blunt with you. However, I was concerned because I hate to see Alphas struggling with their place or their worthiness. You’re in the prime of your life and you’re ALPHA! This is the time when you can shine brightest and use your overwhelming power to live your best life! 

I’m so glad to hear that you had a talk with Master Ray! This is what needed to happen. You’re both Alpha, so there needs to be mutual respect between Alpha brothers. Ultimately, you both are part of an earthwide Alpha fraternity that rules our world together, so there needs to be harmony and agreement amongst those rulers! 

Also, I’m sure Leo feels much better back in your service, Master! I would probably reprimand him for his unfaithfulness (although faggots are notorious for this). I’m sure you’ve already dealt with that in your own way.

To your question: I’ll answer in militaristic terms, if I may, for the purpose of illustration. God Alphas are like Generals, Apex Alphas are like Lieutenant-Generals, and Alphas are like Major-Generals. One tier “serves” or obeys/follows the tier above it. You can see this behavior in action when there are a group of Alphas working together (like a sports team, for example). 

God Alphas are the ones all Alphas follow, look to for advice, and receive instruction. The Alphas closest to the God Alpha are typically Apex Alphas, and they keep a pretty tight social circle devoid of even other Alphas because that is how direction is plotted and disseminated to the rest of the pack.

I generally tend to think God Alphas are born that way, but certainly an Alpha or Apex Alpha can try to assert themselves as a God Alpha. Other Alphas will either accept this assertion of power, or reject it … that’s the true test of God Alphahood. 

Hierarchy is a natural process. We can’t usually bend it to our will. It will always tell us what we truly are. 

I hope that helped, Master! I’m so happy to hear that you’re reclaiming your Alphahood and approaching it with a clear, focused vision! Go forth and conquer, Master!  

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Hello, my husband and I love your content and I would like to share with you our household dynamic because it may be useful for a deeper understanding of hierarchy. I am 38, he is 40. We met 10 years ago at the gym. We were both tops, so at first we would make out and jerk off together, sometimes getting faggots for us to share. After a few months, he convinced me to suck his dick, and I did for the very first time to please him. He has never sucked me, but I started giving him head and enjoying it more and more.

A few years ago, we decided to bring faggots into our house because I didn’t want him to fuck me and we would only fuck random holes from time to time. Long story short, we now live in a nice house with two amazing faggots. However, my husband likes to make it clear that he is the main Alpha of the house. He calls me “manager” because I take care of the boys and make sure that they are always ready to get fucked. I fuck them too, but my husband always has the last word. The boys really respect him as a Master and King.

From time to time, he makes me suck his dick in front of the boys to make sure they understand that, although we are both Men, he is the big Alpha of the pack. I love fucking and breeding our fags, but I understand that my husband has the right to choose first which one he wants to fuck, and if he wants me to please him, I must suck his dick too.

Have you ever seen dynamics like that? I feel like a faggot when he cums in my mouth and makes me swallow it, but the boys treat me like their Master too.

Thank you, Sirs, for this experience and your question! 

You ask if I’ve ever seen dynamics like yours before … Sir, I practically WROTE THE BOOK! After all, my Hierarchy diagram is (in my opinion) the most accurate representation of not only Hierarchy in general, but also Alpha hierarchy specifically. There is nobody who has explored this topic with more relentlessness and accuracy and then documented real-life examples the way I have. 

Alpha couples like yours remain a fascinating subject for me, primarily because I’m a faggot and can only imagine what it’s like to be a superior Man in a loving relationship with another superior Man. It must be amazing to sit at the top of all things with the one you love and know that all of creation exists as your playground! 

Of course, as you pointed out, there is a hierarchy even your loving relationship obeys. Your husband is a God Alpha, and you’re an Apex (most likely). This is very natural, Sirs, and I’ve seen it/written about it multiple times. 

I do love the delicious detail you added about how your God Alpha makes you suck his cock in front of the house faggots! That’s a pure power move that reinforces hierarchy for everyone. It’s genius.

You wanna know another reason why I love Alpha couples? Because they seem to get the functions of faggots much better than almost any other kind of Man. The gay agenda likes to emphasize that the word “faggot” is slanderous and the treatment of faggots as they should be used is cruel and discriminatory. Alpha couples I’ve ever known freely own faggots, call them faggots, and use them like they’re faggots. It’s absolutely perfect. 

So yes, Sirs, I definitely have heard of situations like yours, and I’m grateful for that. Alpha couples have taught me so much and reinforced beliefs I’ve had about Hierarchy. Your faggots are very fortunate to be owned by two powerful Alphas like you both! 

Thank you, Sirs! 

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