Hey Sam. I wrote a while back, asking about how to come with terms with not servicing alphas anymore because I don’t draw attention as much as I did when I was a bit younger and had a smaller figure. Yes, I indeed let myself go over the past 3 years or so… Depression sucks, I’ll tell you that much. You lose track of yourself in a lot of aspects of your life, ranging from not functioning properly at work to just not care about what you eat, how you sleep, how you present yourself and and you realize you don’t recognize yourself anymore when you look at the mirror. So please take care of your mental health – you and everyone reading this.
Now that I got that out of my system, I’d like to say a quick thank you to Master Francesco.
I read his letter about a fag who needed a diet plan and he even went out of his way to put one together for him. First of all, I found that an AMAZING act of leadership and care. That faggot should be ashamed of himself for not listening and giving this Master the respect her RIGHTFULLY deserves, because stopping whatever he had to do to think about the faggot needs and plan a whole diet routine TO IMPROVE the life of the fag is not something we see very often. But I decided to implement the core of that plan in my routine. I’m not following that exact same meal plan, but I adapted that for the things I can eat and, Sam… I know it’s a simple thing, but sometimes what seems obvious should be said out loud. It’s been only a month, but I feel more energetic, I’m sleeping better, I’ve been able to hit the gym more often and in this past month since I read Master Francesco letter and implemented his plan in my routine I’ve lost ~ 11lbs (we use kg here, so I had to convert lol). All that because I read Master Francesco’s letter and decided to implement his guidance on my routine. I know I won’t get to thank him directly for that, but I just wanted say that he may not helped the fag he was intending to help, but there’s one here in Rio de Janeiro who’s really thankful for him for saying how a proper meal plan helps a faggot and how our diet can improve us to serve better.
I still have many pounds left to go, but I feel like I’m on a right path, and Master Francesco has a huge role on that. So… Thank you Sam for sharing with us his words and THANK YOU MASTER FRANCISCO for being such a great protector alpha with a very keen sense of leadership.
Thank you for your honest, heartfelt letter, Felipe!
I think there are many faggots out there struggling with body issues. As you mentioned, depression plays a part in that. It’s really hard to crawl out of a hole when you’ve lost the will to climb.
Like you, I thought Master Francesco’s diet was a thoughtful gift he gave, not only to that disrespectful faggot, but to every fag who visits this site. Masters like him make me proud to be a faggot.
I’m so happy to hear the diet is working well for you, brother, and that it’s giving you a goal to work toward as you refocus yourself!
I really hope Master Francesco reads this and feel pride over what his words are accomplishing!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling a father named Sir Alex grappling with the fact that his beloved son Samuel is a faggot meant to serve Alphas. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
People mistake this site (and my efforts) as some sort of fake nonsense that caters to freakish fetishes.
How wrong they are! Time and time again I prove all of my haters wrong by my RESULTS, which by any metric are stunning and incomparable. I’m not bragging when I say this. I’m using the truth of Hierarchy to deeply change the lives of unbelievable numbers of people.
So go support degrading meme sites or straight dudes who show you their feet for cash if you must. THIS is where MAGIC happens on a daily basis. There is nothing like this place anywhere else.
The latest evidence of this site’s mission of transformation comes from a story that has touched me so deeply that I’ve lost sleep over it. It involves a wonderful father named Sir Alex who came to me desperate to reach his feminine son Samuel. You may recall that, when Sir Alex first wrote to me, his son was withdrawn and seemed to be deeply depressed. Desperate for answers, he was directed by a gay Alpha friend named Pablo to reach out to me for help.
The main issue was this: Master Pablo (and his Alpha husband) offered to have Samuel stay at their house for a weekend. We’re all guys here, so we know what THAT meant … but Sir Alex was understandably uncomfortable and unsure about letting Samuel do that.
I encouraged Sir Alex to let it happen (even though I was also a little uncomfortable about it) and see what it might lead to. Ultimately, I figured an Alpha who is a good friend to Sir Alex and who reads this site should be trustworthy enough to care for Samuel.
Well, guess what happened?
Hi Sam, this is Alex again, Samuel’s father.
I want to thank you for your last answer. You are very kind. Samuel is 19, he’s an adult, and he deserves to live his life as he wants to.
I’ve been thinking a lot about my son and how to make him happy, so I decided to allow him to stay the weekend at Pablo’s house. I admit that I was anxious at first, but I trust my best friend, so I just tried to get my mind busy with other stuff (I must admit that I invited over a girl who I’d been talking to on Instagram, and had sex for the first time in many years). My boy did not say anything on Saturday but Sunday morning he texted me saying “good morning, dad!!” and he was extremely happy and kind, much more than usual. I asked if he was having fun and he said that Pablo and his husband were treating him like a princess. So I stopped texting him and just told him to have fun.
Pablo and his husband dropped him off at my place around 9pm on Sunday. Sam was THRILLED, he hugged me, he had a big smile on his face, and I have no words to describe how relieved I was to see my son happy again. Then Samuel went to take a shower, and I stayed in the living room with Pablo and his husband having a beer. I asked them what they’d done to my son to make him so happy, they just chuckled and said that I should be proud because my son is a really good boy.
I told them that I didn’t want him to smoke cigarettes or drink alcohol and they said that I had nothing to worry about because Sam was perfectly healthy. After a few hours drinking with them, Sam was already asleep in his bedroom and the guys were more relaxed, so Pablo said “well, can I be brutally honest with you, man?” I said of course, because I had no secrets with my son. Then Pablo asked if I had visited this website and I said that I had been reading a few things, although skipping the videos. So he said “well, so you’ll understand this: I am an Apex Alpha, my husband is a God Alpha, and Samuel…” then his husband interrupted, already quite drunk, and said “And Samuel is a joy!”
Pablo did not want to give more details, so he kept trying to hold him husband back, but it didn’t take to long for them to tell me what happened. Pablo did not touch my son at any moment, the whole plan was taking Samuel for his husband. He said that he has seen Samuel growing up and didn’t want to be his first man because he was afraid my son would fall in love and things would get worse, which I found very generous of him. So what basically happened during this weekend was that Pablo’s husband took Samuel’s virginity and apparently my son very much enjoyed it.
I started having sex with girls when I was 15, so I guess 19 is about time for him to do it too. On the next morning, I prepared breakfast for Samuel and asked if he was feeling alright. For my surprise, instead of the stubborn/rebel mood he usually has, he looked at me and said “I love you dad” out of a sudden, I was caught out of guard and said “I love you too, son, and I always will, no matter what.” Then I told him that it would be embarrassing to talk about this with me, but I am his father and it was my duty to talk about safe sex with him. So I talked about condom, and lube, and prep, and everything else. I work at a hospital, so although I have not taken prep, I am very familiar with this universe.
I thought he would be embarrassed and refuse to answer, but he said that he knew everything about it and that I didn’t need to worry. After a short silence, he looked at me, already laughing, and said “you already know what I did with them, right?” I know that the vast majority of straight fathers would hate to see their sons happy because they were fucked, but there is nothing more important than my son’s happiness, so I laughed along and said “well, I don’t know the details, but I just want to make sure you are okay.” Then Sam was very honest with me and said that he had a huge crush on Pablo and was hoping to do something with him, but once they arrived in their home, Pablo said that he wasn’t comfortable to touch him because they were like family, but Pablo’s husband wanted to “know him better”. Then Samuel laughed again and just said “well, he taught me everything that I needed to know”.
I just asked if the guy had treated him well, and Samuel said he felt like a real princess. We laughed again, finished breakfast together, and for the first time in many years we had a joyful morning together. I had to leave for work, so I left him home, but when I was back around 5pm he had cooked dinner for us and cleaned the whole house. We had dinner together and I asked him if he wanted to see Pablo’s husband again. Samuel opened a big smile and said “well, I would love to, but only if you agree”. I asked if they were boyfriends and I told him that he should look for a boyfriend his age to build a life together and he said, “well father, I am 19, I don’t wanna build a life now, I just wanna have fun, and I had a lot of fun with him”.
We laughed again, I begged him to be responsible and he promised that he would not do anything crazy. I called my friend Pablo again and said that everything was a little confusing for me because I have always imagined my son with a nice boyfriend who would take care of him, and not having sex with my best friend’s husband. But it was true that Samuel’s mood had improved one million times. Pablo then told me that they like to bring other guys from time to time, so they usually have someone in their house every other week.
Then Pablo said “man, I know you’re worried about your son’s safety, but trust me, if my husband doesn’t do it, somebody else will. And I don’t want to see this boy who I love so much in the hands of random men”. And now I see that he is right. I can’t keep Sam at home and make him wait for an ideal husband to take his virginity. I know very well how the world of Grindr works for gay guys and the last thing I want is to see my son looking for random man, so I will let him keep seeing Pablo’s husband. I talked to his husband after calling Pablo and he told me not to worry because he knew what he was doing and he would never hurt my son’s feelings. And he even said that I should use this time alone to stop worrying so much about Sam and have some sex. And in fact, that’s what I did, because the girl who I saw last week is coming here again next Saturday, and Sam will spend the weekend with them again.
I don’t know if I’ll be able to keep you updated because I’ve been really busy. But after your thoughtful comments to my last message, I wanted to let you know that everything is going well and, most importantly, Samuel is happier than ever. Last week has been a true turning point in his life, and although different from the life I imagined for him, I just want to see him happy. To be honest, I consider myself an open-minded father, but I guess that part of being open-minded is understanding that some people, no matter gay or straight, do not want to have a long-lasting marriage with kids. I should stop projecting my dreams on my son and just support him no matter what.
I’m not crying … YOU’RE crying!
First of all, I must commend Sir Alex with the highest praise my little faggot fingers can express. The deep love he has for his son is breathtaking. I never had a father like him, nor have most of the faggots who follow this site. I can’t even describe the ache in my heart right now because of Sir Alex’s perfect fatherly love. Thank you, Sir! Thank you from the bottom of my heart!
I had a feeling that Master Pablo was either an Alpha or an Apex Alpha and married to a God Alpha. Alpha couple dynamics are something I’ve had to learn piecemeal over the years since I’m not privy to that information personally, but the rules of Hierarchy help me predict things like this. Both Alphas sound like astoundingly powerful Men, as well as the kindest and most caring Protector Alphas on the planet. What they’ve done here, utilizing all of the gifts nature bestowed upon them, was to help Samuel realize his true purpose.
Out of all the mind-boggling things Alphas accomplish in our world, this simple, natural act is one of the greatest.
Master Pablo and his God Alpha husband saved a dear faggot’s life!
Samuel’s infectious joy upon returning to his astounded father made me think of the example of a dog. As a puppy, it is wild and unrestrained and it gets into trouble often. This makes the puppy frustrated because its owner is angry with it. Then the puppy goes to obedience school, and its owner works with it and teaches it lessons that produce positive results. What’s always the outcome? A happy dog that is confident at its owner’s side!
It is the same with a faggot!
Before being taken in by those two Alphas, Samuel was dejected and alone, confused about his purpose. But during his weekend with these Alphas, he was trained and shown what he was born to be. All of the pieces jumbled in his mind were snapped into place for the first time. The pathway was cleared, and bright light replaced darkness.
And like a trained puppy, Samuel emerged and returned to Sir Alex confident and focused! That is what the truth of Hierarchy – expertly applied by skilled and knowledgeable Alphas – can do for inferiors!
I’m so happy that Sir Alex was able to receive Samuel back home restored to life again! What a joy that must’ve been for him! And I’m thankful he’s such a kind and thoughtful father to such a good boy!
I cannot tell you how I feel right now. I’m so grateful to Sir Alex, Master Pablo, and his husband for allowing me to be a part of this and for being allowed to share it for all of the other faggots (and Alphas) out there confused or depressed about their own path!
I’m a soon to turn 38yo faggot from Rio and I’ve been dealing with this gut wrenching anxiety for a while. I’m a good faggot. I’ve always been, since I was 13 and served my school bullies without questioning or even knowing about what being a fag was(or even gay for that matter, I actually used to think I was bi) or hierarchy. I’ve done basically everything there is to do in the fag book: being used sexually, domestically, taking a good beating, degraded, exposed, used by my straight friends to kill their “curiosity” on how does it feel to be sucked by a guy – and completely aware that I was being used by that, and I was ok with it. I’ve served alphas in locker rooms, public bathrooms, You name it. I even got to be used to take an alphas brother virginity so he could practice with a faggot in order for him to be confident and know what to do with his first girl. I was used by a straight alpha whose girlfriend wanted to see him fucking another guy (and I only got to see that girl at the motel room). I’ve done chastity (by myself). I’ve done findom. I mean… It was never, EVER, a problem finding an alpha to serve.
But maybe I’m living a kinda early midlife crisis of some sort. My looks is not the same as it used to (I’ve always been chubby, but I gained a lot of weight over the last year and a half due to depression – which is being treated and I feel a lot better now, though I tried to take my own life last November).
I just… I feel like this is it for me. I can’t get a guy (not even talking about an alpha, but just A GUY) to use me. And yes, I tried escort services unsuccessfully. It’s like they don’t wanna use me EVEN IF I PAY THEM. And this last part is what seems to hurt me the most, idk.
I’ve always been a very proud and confident fag. And I’m pretty lost and loosing faith about it to be honest with you.
Any advise for me? Is there a point of no return in the life of faggots where we’re just disposable like that?
Hi, brother. Thank you for writing.
I understand your pain! Believe me, I get it. Aging is something everyone goes through, and it’s never pleasant. We lose steps, fall behind, things on our bodies fail, and other parts don’t stay where they used to.
The sad reality is faggots DO have a shelf life sexually … but that shelf life shouldn’t be THIRTY-EIGHT years old, brother. But let’s be honest about things … you’ve let yourself go physically, and we can’t expect Men (especially Alphas) to want to use us sexually if we are out of shape. Men are notoriously visual, and on top of that notoriously hungry for young meat. We can’t expect conditions like those to change for our sakes, right? So we play the game as dictated by the rules in place.
Let’s do a little test, and be honest with yourself: You might not be able to serve 21-year-old Alphas anymore, but what about a 50-year-old Alpha? What was your reaction to that last question? Did you turn up your nose at that suggestion? I know a lot of faggots who would say “Eww gross” or something like that. Do you see how ageism works in the opposite direction?
My point is we need to adjust our thinking and expectations as we age. We aren’t cute little club twinks anymore with our brains fried on poppers or other substances. The parties that seemed neverending definitely have an end. We must change as our bodies and circumstances change.
But my message isn’t one of despair and desolation, brother. You see, when we alter our viewpoint and expectations, other forms of service can replace the old ways we served. For example, take a look at Chadwick (featured here on this site). He hid in the closet HIS ENTIRE LIFE until he got into his SIXTIES before finally being bold enough to try and be useful to Alphas. And you know what? He now serves SIX Alphas domestically and is more fulfilled now than he ever has before!
Chadwick could’ve just given up and reasoned “I’m too old and nobody will fuck me so I guess my life is over.” But he didn’t do that! He adjusted his hopes and expectations, and instead figured out how he can be USEFUL. And sure enough, he discovered that he can, indeed, be very useful!
And so can you! So pick yourself up, shake off the pity party, and get yourself back in the game. You’re too young and definitely too USEFUL to be feeling this despondent!
