Hi, hope you’re well. I don’t really know where to start, for a few years now I’ve been absorbing media surrounding the ideas of hierarchy and what being a fag entails. Something about it feels so comforting, and I recently started a self-locked journey getting my first chastity cage just this past weekend. That being said, I don’t really know how to feel. Part of me thinks that I am a fag, but another part of me is resistant. When it comes to being around my friends, I’m usually the one who just agrees with whatever is said and I rarely voice my own opinions when it comes to where we should go to eat, hang, whatever. However, when it comes to school projects with random groups, or taking on a leadership position (like my university’s student council), that comes to me just as naturally and I have no problem taking charge. I guess the question here is can there be a balance between servitude as a fag, and fulfilling aspirational goals and having a successful career? I’m really new to this whole world and just don’t know where I stand yet, or if what I am picturing is even possible. Any advice helps, thanks a lot!
Thank you for writing, brother!
This is a pretty common dilemma for faggots, especially newer ones. If your information comes only from porn or Dom/sub fetish sites, it would very easy to think a faggot is nothing but garbage to be used and discarded, a useless, popper-addicted pig with no value to society.
Now, there ARE some fags like that, of course. But these ones are outliers, truly debased creatures who live only from one degradation to another.
But most faggots are like you and I, real males with hopes and dreams and talents and personalities. Some of us are wildly talented and hugely successful. Hell, Sean the faggot built a multi-million dollar company that made him extremely wealthy before it was taken over by his young Master!
However, there is something within us that makes us need to serve Alphas. It drives us, and when we do even the slightest act of service for a Man we feel a fulfillment that is hard to replicate any other way. It’s like a drug, this fulfillment. Hearing “good boy” from a Man makes our lives of sacrifice and submission worth it.
It is not easy to balance those two seemingly disparate aspects of our lives as faggots, but it can be done. Some of this involves serving the right Alphas, ones who are Protector Alphas and who recognize that guiding their faggots toward good, useful, and fulfilling goals makes their service that much better. I’ve been blessed in that regard throughout my life, but part of that has to do with my own self-respect. I view my service as a gift I offer my Owner, so I don’t want it abused, unappreciated, or misused.
So go on a build a life you can find fulfilling. Find success and joy. Build something valuable within yourself so you can submissively offer it as tribute to a truly great Alpha!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the awakening and ascension of Master Anthony, the straight Alpha cousin of Master Anthony!CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
It’s something of a sacred moment on this site when another straight Alpha discovers the purpose and uses of faggots. Choruses sing on earth and in heaven while the poorly-constructed foundations of modern society crumble and succumb to the natural order of the universe!
This is how it has always been, and no amount of lies or justifications will ever dull that truth!
I realize I’m something of a fanatical evangelical when it comes to hierarchy, but I’m also someone who has seen hierarchical truth completely transform many ordinary straight Alphas into literal God Alphas with kingdoms spanning the globe! I’ve received many letters from grateful straight Alphas I’ve helped to unlock untold power surging within themselves and all the pleasure and security that comes with it!
And now Master Arthur, the straight cousin of my beloved Master Anthony, has discovered the hierarchical truth of his real destiny! He’ll never be the same!
Prior to a few weeks ago, Master Arthur knew life as a clearly superior Man who had no trouble getting laid or getting people to do favors for him. But then Master Anthony introduced Arthur to his excellent faggot Fabien (with the express purpose of letting his cousin sample faggot worship), and Master Arthur was HOOKED!
The other day Fabien directed Master Arthur to this site, and, after devouring a bunch material, he sent me one of the most amazing introductory emails I’ve ever received! Read what he wrote:
Hey! You’re that Sam boy, right?
I’m Anthony’s older cousin. I just spent hours browsing your website… It’s all so crazy! Especially the stories about Tony! I never would have imagined how all that happened with his slave Fabien! All this stuff about hierarchy really resonates with me, and yet I had no idea that this whole culture even existed… I’ve always been a pretty dominant guy and I do like subduing some dudes here and there, but I did not fully realize that some of you boys were actually debasing yourselves that low to serve a man! Do you willingly give up all pride and self-respect just to please someone you see as better than you? That’s crazy. And awesome!
But then again, none of this seems implausible to me since my vacation with Tony and his lackey. How I loved having a slave at our mercy all this time! The funny thing is that Fabien doesn’t even look like a fag, he’s a pretty strong handsome guy. But gosh the lever of pure devotion in his eyes when he was sucking my cock! I felt like I could literaly ask him anything to make me happy and he would do it right away! Well, he might have asked Tony first. Boy does he love him! I wish I had a woman who adores me as much as Fabien adores Anthony! He practically worships the ground he walks on! I must admit I’m a little jealous of Tony. I always saw him as my lttle bro and I used to groom him and teach him how to pick up girls. Now he’s like far ahead of me! If even just half the stories about him are true, I’m very impressed, I’m not gonna lie.
All this stuff really turns me on big time. Ever since I went back to work (I’m an executive in the financial sector), I’ve wanted to try out some new things there. I have a young, shy subordinate on my team who really looks up to me. I’m usually both kind and teasing with him. I followed Fabien’s advice to see where I could take him. Once, we were having coffee on the sofa in my office. I took off my shoes and put my socked feet up on the coffee table. I could tell he was all flustered and drawn to my feet. So I said, “You know what I’d like right now? A foot massage. He stammered, blushed, and then realized I was serious. And he massaged my feet! The next day, it was the same thing, except this time I put my feet right on his lap, and he massaged them without being asked!
This week, I bought some new dress shoes. I had him come into my office so I could show them to him. He complimented me, as always. So I said “Don’t you think they could be brighter? I wish someone could shine them.” He hesitated, not quite sure what to do. He asked me in a small voice if I had a cloth or something to clean them with. So I said “Come on, boy! Just use your fucking tongue!” The poor guy blushed so much! He slowly got down on his knees and licked my shoes right off my feet! I even lifted my feet so he could lick the soles, and he did! The feeling was incredible! When I told him, “Good job, boy, ” he thanked me! He thanked me for letting him lick my shoes! Awesome!
And it’s the same at the gym. I have a regular buddy there, a guy who’s pretty muscular but often asks me for advice and is always flattering me (that’s why I hang out with him, it’s good for my ego!). I started giving him direct orders: carry my towel, dry me off, fill my water bottle, clean the weight machines for me… Every time, he obeyed immediately. So I took it a step further: I told him to wait for me in the locker room while I took a shower, then to put on my socks and shoes, tie my shoelaces, and carry my bag… He was still so obedient! Yesterday, all sweaty after working out, I jokingly asked him to smell my armpits. He stuck his nose right in there without thinking twice! He was so embarrassed afterward, but I patted him on the cheek and said “Good boy”.
I feel like I’ve become more attuned to people’s deferential behavior toward me… It’s crazy, it’s as if the world has become my hunting ground, as if anyone could become a potential submissive… It’s exhilarating! Fabien tells me that the guys at the office and at the gym are already at my fingertips, that I could fuck their mouths and asses anytime I feel like it! I have a feeling I’ll be putting that to the test soon! My girlfriend will be back soon, and I’m wondering how I’m going to fit her into all of this. It’s going to be interesting!
It was fun to talk about all that! Let me know if you have any comments, since you seem to be the expert on all this.
Bye
Arthur
BRAVO!!! What a STUNNING start to Master Arthur’s journey!
I complimented Master Arthur because he’s showing fearlessness in pursuit of his rightful claim on the world! Some straight Alphas shrink back out of fear of being “gay” or what people might think. The truly successful Alphas who ascend to greater levels of power charge ahead as Master Arthur did, eager to stretch his newly-discovered power!
Master Arthur astutely mentions this sudden ability to see the submissiveness of others and how to control them. This is what I call “the hierarchical third eye”. Highly attuned Alphas use this “third eye” to see through the false personas and delusional lies that subs/faggots put up to defend themselves. Suddenly, shifts in a someone’s posture or momentary downward glances tell these Alphas everything they need to know in order to claim them!
I’m sure Master Arthur noticed some of these telltale signs as he dealt with people in his everyday life, but he didn’t know what it meant (or could mean) for his life. He figured he was just “a popular guy” who was well-respected.
He didn’t know the ancient truth of hierarchy. He didn’t realize that he was part of a legacy of natural-born Alphas, and that his life was destined to be that of worshiped Kings!
Master Arthur has found himself in Wonderland, and now he’s discovered that it all belongs to him! He only needs to use the key that has been inside him his entire life!
It’s a heady and overwhelming concept, but you can already tell that Master Arthur senses the truth of it!
Master Anthony and Fabien deserve so much praise and thanks for giving Master Arthur this life-changing gift!
As for Master Arthur, this is only the beginning of the infinite life of abundance he was always meant to have!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the experiences of a French faggot named Fabien who has been claimed by his straight Alpha friend Anthony. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
When people tell me it’s “impossible” to convince a straight Alpha to try using a faggot sexually, I just shake my head and laugh. I’ve served plenty of straight Alphas, and so have many faggots I’ve chronicled over the years. Statistics bear out that more and more straight Men are trying gay sex, and I guarantee you that these gays they’re fucking faggots when they do.
As the hierarchical purpose of faggots becomes more widely accepted and embraced, this new generation of faggots are better trained and more service-oriented. This is how faggots win over these straight Alphas.
Among this new generation of faggots transforming straight Alphas, my brother Fabien is one of the finest. He’s smart, sexy, humble, and always grateful for his chances to serve.
I was there when Fabien first set out to seduce his current Owner, Master Anthony. Since then, Master Anthony has been able to watch his faggot seduce multiple other straight Alphas in his Alpha pack.
Most recently Master Anthony introduced Fabien to his cousin Sir Arthur. Master Anthony primed Sir Anthony about faggot usage, and then the two Alphas proceeded to use Fabien every which way they could and loaded him up with their superior cum.
Afterward I predicted that we were going to hear from Sir Arthur again. Well listen to the message Fabien just sent me:
My beloved brother,
Just a quick note to tell you that Sir Arthur, my Master Anthony’s cousin, has been very eager to explore his Alphahood since our vacation week together! He’s sort of already started to claim faggots. We spoke at length on the phone; I told him about your website, and he was very interested in learning more. So I sent him the website link and your email address. Don’t be surprised if he writes to you!
I hope you’re doing great, big bro! I’m exhausted but so happy to serve Men! The greatest beings on Earth!
Lots of love,
fab the fag
I cannot tell you how happy I am to hear this! My brother Fabien has done a terrific job seducing Sir Arthur, and how Sir Arthur is starting to understand all of this power he knew he could feel!
And he wants more!
I congratulate Fabien on a job well done! I can’t wait to find out what happens next!
UPDATE: as I was finishing this post an email arrived from Sir Arthur!!! You’re not going to believe this!!!
The following post is part of a thread following the story of Titouan, an 18-year-old French faggot currently owned by an older Alpha. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
The situation between my little brother Titouan and his straight married Master continues to intrigue me. It’s clear this Master really loves owning Titouan, and it’s not surprising. Titouan is already well-trained on how to serve Alphas, and he deeply loves it. Training and enthusiasm are two highly-desirable qualities for a faggot.
But I think the arrangement between Titouan and his Master is a mutually-beneficial one. This Master seems to be somewhat inexperienced, though, and he also seems to be learning how to own a personal faggot … and he loves it.
Last time Titouan wrote to me, he showed off the toys and the cage his Master got for him. But it seems like his Master wants to experiment some more with his boy toy:
As in last post about me, you wrote you were eager to know what would come next, i tell you :
My straight Alpha Daddy made me come another time to his secret studio in Paris. He is very excited to see me with chastity cage and to see my frustration. Ordered me to kneel, a few slaps, then made me lick him everywhere and suck his big dick. This time he also fucked me, while calling me “petite pédale” (little faggot). I love it all, so fair and good to obey and to see and hear the huge pleasure he gets.
He tells me that next time (presumably tomorrow after my studies, as he can be free from his family after work), he may remove my chastity if satisfied with me, and he adds “il va y avoir du nouveau” = there will be something new.
What could it be? I think either he wants to use the spanking tool he made me buy (pic on previous message), or another possibility he invites another Alpha i do not know for me to be his cocksucker. Exciting, can’t wait to know. He says he loves this relationship (straight mature Alpha / fag twink), i agree and feel it’s the best for both.
I think I would be very surprised if Tito’s Master brought in another Alpha given how secretive he’s trying to be, but you never know! Whatever it is, this Master is clearly trying to push boundaries and expand his hold on Titouan.
I’ve been checking on this blog for A LONG while. Just found you again after years I feel like.
Anyways, I might be a faggot. I’m not really sure tbh. Maybe it’s my past relationships or maybe just kind of my style, but while really submissive in the bedroom & like taking care of my man, outside I’m dominant//wear the pants.
It’s always been this way & I guess… Idk Sam!! I’m thin. I shave my legs. I’m pretty femme. Like I love the concept or fantasy of serving a true alpha, but maybe the reality of it would hurt my feelings too much. IDK.
A bit about me: I’m married now. Have been for 3 years. My husband is really great. But he recently told me i’ve made him into my bitch so the bedroom has become hard for him. I make more money. I’m the provider. And yeah, I think I can be a bit bitchy. I do wish I could you know… Hype him up in a way. I read these testimonials on here & really wish… like my husband is fit. traditionally masculine. I wish he would talk back, put me in my place, etc. He does have that “alpha” appearance like he’s fit muscular etc, but— idk. He is gay like me & he does have a sensitive/anxious side, so maybe he’s just a soft top.
I just wish he would just… grab me and throw me down and fuck me. like really dick me down. but it’s hard for him because apparently i’m too bossy outside of it. IDK. this is probably stupid, i’m sorry.
Basically! hi! not sure. Do you have any advice on what I should do maybe, show him. hey. this is ok? or how do i know hierarchy is for me?
Thank you for writing in after such a long time!
This question – “Am I a faggot?” – hangs over the head of every sub male, especially ones who feel unfulfilled in some way. I’ve been asked it every which way, which is why I finally wrote a book to help unsure subs come to their own answer. It’s entitled “Are You A Faggot?” Most of it discusses the purpose and functions of faggots in hierarchy. However, the book ends with test that will help you understand yourself and your true needs much better.
You can buy that book on instant download RIGHT HERE.
Aside from that, it might do some good for you to show him some of this website. It might open up conversation with him just showing him your question and my response.
If you are indeed a faggot, he needs to understand what you need from him. Many times Men hold back in order to be “respectful” of their partner, but that approach is completely wrong for true fags. He can’t possibly know this unless he becomes informed.
As for you, I think you should check out the book and also work on being more generally submissive. Being “femme” is about more than shaving your legs and wearing panties. It’s about embodying the essence of that persona, namely a service-oriented, submissive mindset. Work on cultivating that.
Thanks for the response I didn’t think you would reply so fast. I’ve been digging through the site and had some follow up questions. Mainly about how to be a ‘good’ fag or how some black fags can fulfill their role better? After reading a few stories specifically Master Girad and fag Kamal I left with wanting to know more about service & desirability as a black fag and to learn from fag kamal in regards to gender studies and the hierarchy. I have taken you up on your last message and been wearing a cage, more frequently, however I am a little hesitant to wear it out as you suggested given how small/connected my city is.
Thanks for the follow-up, Javi!
Because of black culture, I think most black males fall into one of two very distinct groups: (1) hyper-dominant Alphas, or (2) hyper-effeminate, “flaming” gay stereotypical subs.
I usually don’t refer to these subs as faggots because, while they take on the faggot role sexually, they are anything but submissive outside the bedroom. Despite the fact that they’re some of the best cocksuckers on earth, they’re typically more trouble than they’re worth for Alphas because they’re so hard to train.
I know I’m painting with a wide brush here, but hopefully you get my point.
To be a “good” black fag you need to be submissive in all things. Be obedient. Be genuinely grateful to serve. Be clean. In other words, be like every “good” fag of any race!
I’m proud of you for trying chastity! I think you’ll notice changes within yourself as you go deeper into using it. I do understand your concerns about small-town life, but I also think nobody’s going to say anything to you about it except for the guys who might want to use you.
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the life of domination of a God Alpha named Master Jase. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!
One of the most significant developments in the life of Master Jase since I’ve known him occurred a few months ago when he revealed to me he was dating another Alpha.
I wasn’t expecting this development at all. Master Jase has always seemed so complete and satisfied that adding a significant other seemed superfluous. I also wondered how any partner could handle his overwhelming power and need to conquer all flesh.
But the answer, it seems, was quite simple: Master Jase needed another God Alpha as a partner! He’s found that in his relationship with Master Dylan.
Master Jase felt compelled to tell me more about this deepening relationship, and how it is changing him.
I want to share the ever growing love and bond between my boyfriend and I. It’s such an intense, mutual, complex blend of respect, competition, pride, and love with and for each other. There’s always an underlying rivalry, but we push each other to become stronger and better than we are.
It’s hard to imagine having two god Alphas side by side in a romantic relationship, but it works. Between us, we don’t question who’s stronger, who’s more dominant, who commands, because they’re irrelevant. I already know Dylan’s a powerful Alpha in his own right, and him to me.
It’s our mutual choice that makes our love that much more powerful. And I feel there’s no better sign of alpha masculine strength than sharing a bond and love with someone at that peak of alphahood.
That’s not to say we don’t compete. It’s almost like our own love language. Just this past weekend, amongst a selection of our fags and sluts, there was an unspoken contest on who could fuck the hardest, the fastest, last the longest. Whose fag would be moaning and begging the most, whose cunting was the most extreme.
You wouldn’t be able to understand the sheer thrill behind that contest. We’re both breeder dom alphas, and we fucked through each fag and slut multiple times until they were delirious and exhausted, and by the end, there was no victory as both stood, still hard and mighty, with a roomful of completely wasted fags.
My favourite moment was when we would ‘rest’ side by side, and we would have three or four fags worshipping our mighty cocks or massaging our sweaty pumped bodies. And we would talk about the faggots, about how good this fag’s cunt was, how he screamed better when my cock was in him, how another fag’s eyes would roll more while Dylan was hammering him.
There’s also our rivalry between sports. It’s rugby final season here, and both of us support different teams. Lots of banter and shit talking, and when a game is being watched, there’s always one fag on each of our cocks nursing and keeping us hard and ready while we shit talk one another. Then whoever’s team wins gets their choice of the two fags to fuck first. Pleased to say my team has won most of their games, so Dylan has had to accept my sloppy seconds after I’ve done cunting out my fag over many hours.
And then there’s the hot intense respect for our own physical prowess. My supremacy in boxing and combat sports and rugby, and his in swimming and weight lifting. There’s nothing hotter than one bout I had where after I solidly pummelled my opponent into a daze, I look out and see Dylan looking back with an intense gaze of pride, lust and approval. The same for me when I see him weightlifting and out lifting much heavier guys. The fucks after with a shared fag or two have been the most intense and vigorous. It’s such an exciting bond that we love the raw brutal physicality that embodies both of us.
I can only imagine my alphahood has only grown, now that I’m in a relationship that values and reinforces my values and power. The trail of faggots and sluts who have increasingly submitted and blissed out on the end of my cock and through my domination in their lives is only telling of that.
It’s showed me that alphas can not only love one another, but inspire each other to be stronger, better, more powerful, and more dominant than before. My faggots and sluts have all felt the difference, they tell and thank me for the far more intense experience everytime I cunt them out.
The interchange of power Master Jase describes between him and Master Dylan is as ancient as the Bible, which reads at Proverbs 27: 17: “As iron sharpens iron, So one man sharpens his friend.” One can easily see how our greatest Alphas deeply benefit through such relationships with each other.
But notice the important role faggots play in the life of a God Alpha couple. Their personal faggots and others are used and shared with each other to enhance both of them. It’s as if Masters Jase and Dylan are sharing a meal of faggots and enjoying the camaraderie and reverie of using them together. Master Jase says this outright at one point, highlighting how their admiration for each other’s power grows with each faggot conquered, cunted, and bred.
There’s no way a faggot can ever understand the subtle complexities of Alpha coupling. We simply are not made to know it. The secrets and discoveries and unleashed primal power arising from Alpha coupling is something reserved for the greater Alpha fraternity.
However, I thank Master Jase for giving us a peek behind the curtain so we can appreciate the depth of wisdom and order built into hierarchy!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the life of domination of a God Alpha named Master Jase. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!
Bullying has a deeply negative connotation in today’s Western whiny culture, but to students of hierarchy the act of bullying is part of the engine that drives hierarchy.
Virtually every faggot has been bullied in life, but it’s surprising how much bullying impacts the lives of Alphas.
Even God Alphas like Master Jase.
A couple of days ago Master Jase posed the following question to me:
Stretched out two muscle sluts last night, and in between rounds of cunting, had an interesting conversation. We spoke about the difference between bullying and domination. It was a compelling topic because I am a teacher, and one of my muscle fags is a cop. Before I give my thoughts, I want to know what you think is the difference between bullying and domination, especially for alphahood.
It was an interesting thought I’d never considered before. I relied this way:
I think bullying comes from a place of weakness or insecurity. A bully wants to tear down someone to make themselves feel better about their own lives or insecurities.
Domination, on the other hand, comes from a place of security. It’s about knowing you’re superior and more powerful and flexing that energy to influence inferiors.
This inspired Master Jase to pursue this line of thinking, and he makes an unexpected admission while doing so:
This may or may not come as a surprise to you. As a youth, before I accepted and blossomed into my alphahood, I was a victim of bullying. I tried very hard to mold myself into a vessel that my parents wanted me to be, and at the time, I didn’t know why it was such a struggle to be obedient to my parents’ wishes. Of course it was because the intrinsic power inside me refused to let me be controlled by another, even if it was from a place of love by my parents.
The result was though that I struggled and was vulnerable. And bullies in primary and early high school tried to intimidate and invade my space. So you can imagine both my past experiences, and my current role as an educator, means I have a very disdainful approach of bullying.
I like to summarise it as such. My dominance is all-consuming; I possess so much physical, mental, emotional and social security that coercion becomes almost unnecessary. My authority is established and inherent. A bully on the other hand, makes other men submit not through reference, but fear, and is dependent on that fake control to feel superior.
I find a gratifying thrill in breaking and brutalising bullies and showing them their place. Crush them physically and mentally, with the effortless aggression and brutality which is my domain, and turn them into fags consumed by the need to be pounded by my massive dick and filled with my potent seed. Their need to feel powerful and manly? I take that away from them, each spoken command in their ear, each merciless thrust at a time, each pump of my god cock in their cunts.
It’s especially satisfying when it’s a man who judges and bullies on discrimination. You by now know my thoughts and very passionate views on race, height, and sexuality. Being short, gay and Asian makes me no less a powerful God Alpha. Easily bending a man of fake bravado and twice my size over. Making him glad to experience real domination as I handle and play with his body and cunt as I please.
The cop was one such man. High on his power and authority, until he turned dismissive of me one night after a road-side alcohol breath test. I brutalised his throat that night, didn’t take long for him to be on his knees worshiping alpha cock. A once strong bully on his knees, weak and mind-torn, kissing up and down my huge cock sticking out my gym shorts. Then when I penetrated him days later after training him to be my slave, twelve massive fat inches fucking him and cunting him out long and hard, he was no longer a bully, merely a faggot. Just his expressions and thoughts of “Me, an alpha police officer, getting fucked in the ass!” and begging for it. He tells me it was a transformative moment for him, that he realised that all the control he had was fake and performative compared to the sheer endless power I had over him. He regularly thanks me for cunting him out and is in bliss that he is owned and claimed.
It’s ironic to say this, but I also see an alpha’s dominance as a mercy. A faggot can give up control, and in doing so, surrender and be free from the needs of being in power, of fighting and conquering. I see it when I have my sluts being domestic in my household, and when making love and worshipping my body and cock. They have surrendered to sheer pleasure of servicing me. There is no stressful thought, except for when their cunts can slide down my cock as a reward for their good performance.
Bullying is never to be tolerated. I loathe bullies, and I love to make bullies submit to a superior dominant male. Abusing their pussies and flooding them with my mighty cum, cunting them for hours until they’re beyond exhaustion and completely fagged out. Their place no longer as a fake leader, but merely a play thing and slave to a real alpha’s needs and will.
That doesn’t mean I don’t like to bully-fuck my fags and sluts. Stabbing all twelve fat inches as deep and hard as I can, repeatedly slamming in their cunts while I tease and demean them. Nothing better to confirm I own a fag’s soul through his hole than an expert bully power-fuck. The fags want nothing more than to be claimed even more.
Beautiful and eloquent dissection of bullying from both ends of it!
I must admit that my eyebrows raised in surprise when Master Jase discussed the attacks he suffered at the hands of early bullies. Knowing Master Jase as well as I do, it seems incomprehensible that any Man or Alpha would attempt to bully him.
Of course, I’ve only ever known the powerful and fully-realized King he is today. I never knew the small-for-his-age Asian boy he once was, the one who felt isolated and attacked.
There is no doubt that Master Jase recognizes what bullying did to him, how it acted like gamma radiation to fuel his growth into the raging Hulk he is today. He is extremely knowledgeable about hierarchy, and he appreciates the subtle mechanics that have made him a God Alpha and faggots into his slaves.
It’s a matrix we are all part of. Bullying is part of this process. It acts like flippers in a pinball machine, whacking each of us and sending us haphazardly careening into a collision course with our own destiny.
I’m so glad Master Jase experienced these aspects in his life. It has made him into a better Master and Owner of faggots!
But there is another development in Master Jase’s life recently that is changing him even more: LOVE.
Im Javi and in 24. Im kinda torn on things, I come off very masculine hairy, strong, assertive etc. But I know I’m not an Alpha, while growing up I naturally preferred doing feminine chores with no resistance while I hated doing the manly stuff cutting grass, trimming trees, etc i prefer doing feminine deemed like making perfume. I know that id like to be a fagwife but can’t seem to meet men who make me want to submit or ig I can respect as I dont get the “Alpha” aspect from them. I can respect their ability to be men but not in a way where I can submit without feeling like I settled. Most times its been men who had bravado but I am more endowed than, or men that couldn’t lead. Part of me feels like I should try to dom those under me but I also know my place is serving a real man
I know I shouldn’t hunt for a Man but I am tired of wasting time by dealing with men that can’t own me and would like some insight from an experienced fag.
Hi Javi! Thank you writing!
The issue you’re having definitely occurs with a fair amount of bottoms and faggots. It really speaks to something I’m always emphasizing: the body size, dick size, or body fitness does NOT determine our place in hierarchy! As you so aptly described, our place is determined by the person we are within!
I’ve encountered plenty of tall, beefy, hairy, hung, and/or muscular fags over the years, and it can be difficult to handle given the general expectations of most Alphas.
But I said “MOST” for a reason. I’ve met plenty of very powerful Alphas who love to own/use faggots like you. I think there is some conquering instinct at work in these situations. I distinctly remember Master G (a smaller, straight Alpha) who took ownership of his much larger fag friend Jamie … and he ended us marrying Jamie eventually!
Finding those kinds of Alphas could be a challenge, but it’s not impossible. You really need to emphasize your submission and desire to be useful. Be deferential and complimentary to the Alphas with whom you interact. Be useful to them.
Here’s another, more radical suggestion: put yourself into chastity and parade around the locker room/showers with it on. You’ll be surprised how Men and Alphas react to it, their curiosity piqued and imaginations running. Wearing a chastity cage will instantly eliminate your size issues and diminish you in their eyes.
I published this video a day or so ago about rimming, and in it I made mention of how the tips contained in it, despite being directed at pleasuring bottoms, can also be applied to pleasuring Alphas. However, I added a caveat: “Use discernment”.
Some unidentified reader (who sounds Alpha) picked up on this and wrote the following comment that I wanted to highlight:
When it comes to rimming, Sam said used discernment, so use it.
If you’re an Alpha and getting rimmed, the first thing to know is that you would not be positioned like the faggot in the video. Instead, consider standing in front of a floor length mirror, so that you can see your faggot as he KNEELS behind you. That’s right. Your faggot lowers himself to his knees, and KISSES YOUR ASS (because you’re the boss). Don’t just pass over what I’ve written; take time to really think about it. There’s a faggot on his knees kissing your ass. That’s the reason an Alpha has a faggot rim him. And while it’s occurring, that’s the perfect time for any verbal reinforcement or training. Your words will penetrate deeply during this moment of union.
As for the actual mechanics, the video gives great advice. Start light, and end with full tongue penetration of your Alpha ass. You’re thinking “Huh? I won’t do that. My ass is sacrosanct.” The problem with that is you’re thinking like a man, and how your ass doesn’t get fucked. You need to flip your mindset for better understanding. Your ass is not, never will get fucked. Dicks do fucking. What is happening with tongue penetration is that you are being RESPECTED. Your status, your authority, your dominance are being given proper, full respect. The only question is whether you want to be lightly respected, or deeply respected. As an Alpha and as a Master, you should want to be deeply respected.
That’s when you reach behind, grab the back of your faggot’s head, and push his face completely into your ass. Rub your ass up and down. Make sure your faggot gets his tongue firmly implanted into your ass. Further than either he or you think is possible. This is the full Omega position to your Alpha status. When we look up “Alpha and the omega”, this is the picture the dictionary should use to illustrate it.
This is exactly what I meant by “use discernment”. Rimming an Alpha is (and should be) a completely different experience with a different set of intentions and approach. Rimming an Alpha should be a profound act of worship, not a way to emasculate him.
Something like this:
Like I’ve said elsewhere, more and more straight Men and Alphas are exploring this option for the immensely-satisfying power they feel when its’ done correctly!
Thanks to this anonymous reader for the added perspective!
These are some excellent tips for rimming from @ShowOffJonah, but some of these tips might not be as effective if you’re a faggot licking a straight Alpha’s ass.
The following post is part of a thread following Kamal, a faggot who has a desire to serve his Alpha professor uncle Farid. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
I received the following note from Kamal the Pakistani faggot who submitted to his uncle. THIS is why I do what I do, and why Hierarchy University is unmatched in this space:
Dear Sam,
I want to share with you what my life has been like since I followed your advice and told Farid my deepest desires, got psychologically naked for him and let him see how deeply my body and soul needed him. I want you to be a part of this because you are such an important part of why I had the courage to bare myself, in every way, to my uncle, and all that has happened to me since then is in large part a gift you have given me. I have been silent for a long time but that is because I was simply learning to let the life that Farid has chosen for me, happen to me. And now that Farid is away for the weekend, I have a moment to gather my thoughts, and I want to invite you into this new life you have allowed me to have by encouraging me to accept who I am, and I want you to know how grateful I am to you, and how deeply your advice has changed me, how much happiness your words have allowed me to reach for, and how ecstatic and grateful I am, how lucky I consider myself to be, that when I was confused and doubting, that you were there to help me cut through those doubts and accept the truth about myself.
I can’t wait to hear what happened with my brother Kamal, one of the bravest faggots I know!
The following post is part of a thread following the story of Titouan, an 18-year-old French faggot currently owned by an older straight Alpha. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Titouan is a terrific faggot, and I know he tries hard to be a good and obedient boy for his Master. Unfortunately Titouan is an obvious faggot with his scrawny, hairless body and tiny dick, so everywhere he goes in France (the “Land of Alphas” as I call it) he has straight Alphas wanting to use him. Yeah, it sounds like HELL, doesn’t it?
So as I chronicled previously, Titouan did serve straight Alphas during his summer holiday away from Master. And as I predicted, his straight, married Master was likely going to take corrective action. Only one question remained: what would that be?
Well, we just found out:
two days ago, my straight Alpha Daddy made me come to his secret studio in Paris, he fixed the small chastity cage he had made me buy, he says I have to wear it for at least two weeks, punishes me because i have been with another male in August during holiday at seaside. He keeps the key. He’ll decide in two weeks if removed or kept for longer time. I know i deserve it, as i didn’t comply with the rules (As Alpha male He can see who he wants but as young faggot i have no right to have sex with anyone else except if he decides it). As I wear large white briefs, my cage cannot be seen as long as I’m not naked and this is only when alone (shower etc) . Sure chastity is humiliating and big frustration, i feel very jealous of other boys, even younger than me, who can have sex when they wish (frustration increased when i hear some of them talking about their sex evenings with girls, etc) But i know my Alpha has right to decide this and it does make me feel the superiority of Alpha boys or men.
My male told me some things about him. He works for a french news magazine and site, a rather traditionalist one. And he has family with daughters, teenagers like my own sisters. All this explains why he demands discretion, he wants to protect his family and social life as straight Daddy. I respect all this and find it exciting as all this also makes me feel strongly the fair hierarchy : mature Daddy/ boy and straight Alpha/ faggot.
He wants me to come again this week-end . I love the idea of another secret rendez-vous, i love the idea of me very humble as wearing chastity cage & at same time having to serve a straight mature Alpha and his right to use a boy like me for his unlimited pleasure.
The first time a faggot is caged is always the worst. The intense adjustments it makes to your physical, emotional, and mental are sometimes difficult to accept. This is especially true of young, horny fags like Titouan.
I’m excited for Titouan to experience chastity and see what revelations come to him. Smart fags almost always see value in chastity, and Titouan is an intuitive fag for sure.
Honestly, his Master’s punishment was fairly light, but I think his Master has a lot of affection for his secret faggot. Like all straight Alphas, he loves to own a hungry, discreet cumdump.
I think we will see Titouan’s pleasure centers shift as he’s fucked while caged. That’ll surely be a revelation for him!
The following post is part of a thread highlighting the exploits of Master Dean, the God Alpha son of Master Dino and twin brother/owner of Jimmy the faggot. CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!
Communicating with my beloved brother Jimmy almost always means hearing from his twin brother Master Dean. I adore Master Dean because of his searing intelligence that combines uneasily with his raw Alpha sexual power. It’s like he’s both the brains and the brawn!
He rules Hierarchy Island alongside his reckless God Alpha brother Master Chad, and the pair of Kings couldn’t be more different. Master Dean is thoughtful and more level-headed, whereas Master Chad is like the Tasmanian Devil riding a twister straight to Hell.
I think Master Dean sensed my alarm over Jimmy’s recent update, so he wanted to add his own thoughts on that as well as updates on some of the rapidly-growing sons sprouting up across their island paradise.
Greetings little one,
I regret my tarrience in writing but since our return, I’ve allowed bunny much leeway and have delighted watching My baby live her life. The months of stress and concern are finally over. Were I not convinced of her recovery before, her actions since returning home have assuredly convinced Me. My little bunny raced to her swing after giddily begging We five Men for Our attentions. I mostly observed, enjoying her delight as she was roughly taken by all. I believe she and Savior had a most special evening culminating in her entrance to “la la land” just as mommy sometimes did after special occasions with Father.
I am aware bunny wrote earlier. Honestly, that fact reminded Me to do so as well. I read her correspondence so as to not duplicate her utterances.
Our Son grows healthy and strong. He, the Prince, and “3” (Chad’s second-born, don’t inquire about the nickname. Its too protracted a story) are inseparable. Seeing Them together sometimes drives a saber through My heart because I see Myself, Chadwick, and Joseph as youngsters. I do not think of My benighted Brother often but My fondness for Him has yet to abate. I endeavor to admit it probably never will.
On more felicitous musings, The Savior has recovered from all injuries, of course. He broke a leg falling off the small cliff that creates the waterfall. One of the puppies managed to climb up and became entangled in the vines. Conventionally, He risked harm to rescue it and succeeded even in falling. To save it He held it rather than drop it, resulting in the fracture. I think half the enjoyment of His devil-may-care emprises is that the more extreme the impairment, the stronger the drugs. LOL
Regardless, life continues at its leisurely pace. The rainbow are beautifully brown. Do not be concerned as they and We use sunscreen copiously. Since allowing faggots a respite day, they couldn’t be happier. grayfaggot was extremely pleased upon My return and has proven her devotion since. Phillip continues His exploits, sometimes with Chad in tow. His impressive Son “5”, known affectionately as Spike has come into His own, has calmed down and learned some control over Himself which aids His control of faggots and life in general. Phillip explodes with pride. He and Spike are partially learning together. I ache for the time when I guide My Son through teen Alpha years just as Father did Us. Cal and all We Alphas look forward to guiding Our Boys and particularly introducing Them to the bliss of faggot use and strong character. Although I shall only have the one Son, two of Chad’s are closely attached to Me. The sissy faggot, Justin, not Gavin, the one obsessed with Him, and Spence, who’s definitely not a faggot. So I sometimes feel I have three Sons. It is a rewarding feeling.
Cal just walked by, cock straining upward with pinkfaggot thrown over His shoulder. I imagine it’s obvious what’s about to happen.
I can’t think of anything else of import. Oh, Father was here for a few days. He brought a female, whom We discovered is Our sister. She tracked Father, wanting to meet the Man she never knew and they bonded. She seemed unfazed by Alpha life and was interested in all Our society and subculture. She was genuinely pleased with Our world, even knowing she could not become a part of it. She understood that she couldn’t have been even if her mother hadn’t kept us a secret. She is pregnant and unattached. She asked Chadwick to raise the child as His. She is aware it is a Boy and Chad agreed. Father will stay with her in Seattle until His birth, attending all the paperwork needed so He is legally Chad’s. We are pleased to welcome another bambino with Family blood. Cal and I observed yesterday how fulfilling it is to know every human on this cay has either Our blood or Our cum coursing through their bodies. What satisfaction, what power, what a life! Every Man here experiences that factuality and We revel in it.
I shall halt this Alpha tale of pride and knowledge and observe the setting sun while bunny devours My stiff protrusion. This is what lesser men strive for and never achieve: satisfaction and bliss.
Good evening, little faggot. I’m assured you dream of being here, next to your healthy brother and enjoying the delights of servitude. I shall attempt to communicate again sooner.
Master and King Winston Dean
And now I find out Master Chad broke his leg! Do I need to express mail some bubble wrap to that island?!?
In all, it’s amazing to think of the creative ways the Alphas and faggots on the island are raising the children there. The Alpha sons will receive first-class training on Alphahood by the best teachers on the subject. But even better, any beta or fag sons will be protected and accepted by such warm familial love.
Master Dean is truly one of a kind, a King with an intelligence at least equal to his dominance. I’m glad Master Dean is so stable, especially given Master Chad’s apparent death wish!
But most of all, Master Dean makes me feel owned and safe. I’m not sure how to explain it. But I’m always grateful to hear from him!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the blessed life of gay God Alpha Dean, twin brother of his faggot Jimmy and part of the Hierarchical family of God Alpha Dino. CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!
After the shocking health scare involving my baby brother Jimmy, faggot twin brother of God Alpha and Master Dean, I’ve been more eager to keep in touch with him and the rest of the family on Master Dino’s Hierarchy Island. I’ve been covering this family for about SIX YEARS now (almost the longest set of relationships I’ve kept during my run with this site), and I deeply love and respect them all. They are, in some ways, part of the family of my heart.
And at the center of my heart are Master Dean and Jimmy. They are the yin and yang of Master Dino’s clan. One is Alpha, the other is faggot. One is erudite, and the other is child-like. One is reserved, and the other is exuberant.
I love them both, regardless.
I think little Jimmy knew how concerned I was about his recent heart surgery, so he sent me this excited update (BTW, he calls himself “jaye” as in the letter “J” for Jimmy):
Hi its me jaye!
Its my day off and i am enjoying it! i love love love being on the island! i love being alive and being fucked to my limits almost every day!
Oh sam everything is perfect. i feel sorry for other faggots who live other places. Don’t get me wrong the rainbow work pretty hard. we have the garden and greenhouse to take care of and around 27 children to love and teach things the Gods don’t teach. we cook and clean and our generous reward is use beyond imagination.
Really our Masters are authentic MEN that are blessings to worship. When i came home i was ready to be gang raped! i imagined i could feel the straps of the swing i needed Them All so BAD! Hehehe i could tell They were all being gentle. Well for Them it was gentle. Hehe Then The Savior of us all came in and grinned the way He does that scares us to death and makes us dribble at the same time. He grabbed my hair and said ‘Dino says Our favorite dirty whore needs a REAL Man. Here I am baby.’ Oh sam. He showed me why He is Our God. He didn’t hold back anything and i was transported to that world where mommy would go. Just mumbling and holding on to Him and King for almost 2 whole days! i couldn’t be fucked for days after it so after i woke up King let me suck off every Man until He was dry! They all made me so special! And Daddy, well i won’t say it but the next week when He came home i knew i’d be Daddy’s girl FOREVER!
So much happened while I was gone. The Savior cut off 3 fingers while He was cutting sheetrock but they are reattached now. He broke His leg and almost got shot on some adventure with joy’s hot Master. you know what He does for a living. i think The Savior is almost indestructible. (Did i spell that right?) Anyway He’s THE God among Men. Even Daddy says He’s THE Alpha Male of the Family.
my baby Boy grew so much! i missed so much! What’s worse is King missing out so much because i got sick like a big pussy. i know i know i couldn’t help being weak. i was born that way. Oh sam the way King took care of me. The way He took charge of the medical staff and worked with the doctors on every detail was amazing. my Master! Oh how i love Him! i am so lucky to belong here to these Men!
Every 2 weeks is some faggots day off. Today is mine and greenie’s. we played in the pool of the waterfall and laid in the sun until Master Cal came by and allowed us to worship His BIG cock and let us share His yummy cum. Then we swam and now we are making sandwiches. i am starving. After this i think i’ll stroll around where the Men are working. Never know who might notice my skin tight shorts and decide some quick faggot pussy might be good! Hehehe
i just wanted to write and let you know i am healthy and happy and overfull of yummy Alpha cum! i am the luckiest faggot EVER!!! Bye sam! i love you brother!!
The King’s faggot,
jaye
Ugh … he writes to reassure me he’s doing well, and then casually adds that Master Chad (“the Savior” in Island parlance) CUT OFF THREE FINGERS and was also SHOT!
WTF DUDE?!? Can there be a normal day when I can confidently relax and not worry??
Aside from those little events, it sounds like Jimmy has settled back into his routine as the Island matriarch, a role once handled by my dearly-departed friend Jamie. As Jimmy mentioned, there are a lot of kids to raise (most of them are Master Chad’s, but also Master Cal’s sons and the son Master Dean fathered) and five Alpha Gods to service daily. I’m sure Jimmy’s “day off” (I’ve never heard of such a thing for an owned faggot!) was well-earned.
I’m so proud of my little brother. He tackles his life with such boyish exuberance and celebratory enthusiasm. He knows he is one of the luckiest faggots on Earth, surrounded and protected by infinite Alpha power in a paradise fantasy where all that’s required is that he obey and serve!
And Jimmy is the BEST boy. He’ll always do that with all of his mended heart!
I love you, Jimmy! Thanks for keeping your fag Mom updated! LOL
My brother @suc_boi recently posted a hot video of him worshiping and servicing a regular Alpha of his.
He also included a note he received from this Alpha. It reads:
“You’re my only mouth, that’s my mouth. I have no other holes. I know I have to share you with other feeders. That mouth should be used as often as possible and it makes me jealous ugh. I know I own your mouth and you own my dick but I wish I could watch you pleasure other feeders too.”
When an Alpha talks like this about you, it’s confirmation that you’re serving correctly!
Alphas are traditionally very possessive. It’s the reason why they so often get into trouble and end up in courts, with their jealousy over their properties causing them to act out.
But my brother has little to worry about with this Alpha. He’s as much of a fan as he is an Owner!
At 39, I know finally that I need to belong to a man that will transform me to his liking and give meaning in everything I do. Because he will be at the centre of my decisions. A man that can make most things sound like a great idea. He could even lock my dick if I knew his grows even at the thought of mine out of the way. I need to be moulded and I just don’t know how to go about this. Some guys I’ve talked to don’t want to put in the work (let’s face it, they can get this from younger men without any effort) and say I should be already what I crave to be, at this age. Time is flying and I got lots of potential that I don’t want to go to waste.
Any ideas that might help? Thanks
Thank you for writing to me!
It is a little frustrating to be coming at this so late in the game. I wish you could’ve been more honest with yourself earlier, when opportunities were more plentiful. However, all is not lost.
But I will advise you that you definitely need a different outlook on this You see, it’s not the job of an Alpha to basically give you motivation to serve, or force you into submission. It’s not their job to basically build your life as a faggot for you. They aren’t general contractors, they’re superior Men.
You need to be laying the groundwork yourself through study, meditation, journaling, or whatever videos you need to get into a sub space. You need to be working with dildos and other devices to train your throat and your pussy, You need to maybe try self-locking for a month or two (Locktober is coming) in order to stop thinking about your penis.
Notice all of those sentences started with the word “YOU”, not “An Alpha”. We are responsible for our own submission so that we have something to present to an Alpha.
First of all, he’s not just “Lucas”. You address him as “Master Lucas” (because he is an Owner) or “Sir Lucas” (because he is Alpha). Show superior Men the respect they deserve.
Secondly, I don’t know his social media accounts. And more to the point: Even if I did, I would never, ever divulge that information because (a) it’s not my place to do so, and (b) Master Lucas is a MINOR.
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the experiences of a French faggot named Fabien who has been claimed by his straight Alpha friend Anthony. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
The story Fabien told us a couple of weeks ago about accompanying his Master Anthony to visit Master Anthony’s straight Alpha cousin Arthur. Fabien did an amazing job of dropping little seeds of hierarchical truth for Arthur to consider, and he was definitely intrigued. I was so proud of my baby brother!
I also knew there was going to be more to this story … but wow, the story Fabien just sent me goes beyond anything I was imagining!!!
Let’s hear it:
My beloved big bro,
I realized that you had published the story of my encounter with Arthur, my Master Anthony’s older cousin! Thank you so much! I’m so proud to have opened this Alpha’s eyes on Hierarchy and our respective places in it!
I’ve just spent a wonderful week at the feet of these two Superior Men. I should at least tell you what happened the next morning after I wrote to you last time, because that was huge and it set the stage for what happened since then! In fact, I had written down some notes that very day so I could remember as much as possible of what I had said and send it to you later!
The next morning after my last update, Sir Arthur was the first Alpha to wake up and go downstairs while I was doing a little cleaning. He was still half-asleep, shirtless and gorgeous in his pajama boxers. I rushed over to greet him, kiss his feet, and offer my services. I was kind of hoping he’d have me take care of his morning wood, as Anthony had suggested, but he simply asked to have breakfast in front of the TV. I complied immediately, served him, and remained discreetly at his disposal. When I cleared away his breakfast, I timidly asked if he wanted anything else and suggested a foot massage. To my delight, he gladly accepted!
I knelt down in front of him, took his foot in my hands with the utmost respect, and gave it a thorough massage. His moans of pleasure sent shivers down my spine! He looked at me with amused curiosity. Suddenly, he asked: “Are you happy to be my cousin’s slave? Aren’t you a little upset about being dominated like that?”
I smiled at the opportunity to continue my hierarchical teaching. I answered very honestly: “Actually, Sir, I’m happier than I ever was before. Because I have found my true nature and my true purpose. My life has a meaning. I told you, Sir, my existence is to serve an Alpha Man like you. And thank you very much for allowing me to massage your feet. That’s one of my favorite things to do.”
“Really? Why do you like that?”
“Because I got to kneel in front of a Superior Man. To gawk at him while he’s resting in his glory. To touch his feet, the lowest part of his body, therefore the part I’m closer to. And above all, to make him feel good. That is such a privilege, Sir. Thank you very much.”
He had the same smug smile as Anthony. I could see that I was converting him to his destiny as an Alpha and a Master. So I kept going!
“Please, Sir, imagine what your life could be. You would never have to waste your time doing any menial tasks ever. Cleaning, cooking, running errand or whatever else… That is below you. That’s what slaves are for. You got to spend your time doing whatever you really love, Sir.”
My words captivated him and his expression grew more serious. He slipped his hand into his boxers. Deep down, I smiled triumphantly. I brought his foot to my lips and tenderly kissed his toes.
“Imagine, Sir. Inferior boys and girls constantly at your beck and call. Doing whatever you want. For your comfort, your pleasure, your fun. You don’t have to be nice to them, you don’t have to be polite to them. You can degrade them as much as you want. You just do as you feel. You are the only one who matters. They cater to your every need, they obey to your every whim.”
I gently rested his foot back down and moved closer to his crotch. Seeing that he wasn’t stopping me, I respectfully pulled his cock out of his boxers. A big, proud cock! I looked him straight in the eyes as I whispered.
“All the glory and all the wealth of the world laid at your feet. Just because you exist. Because you deserve everything for you who are. Imagine, Sir. Inferior males groveling before you and serving you. The most beautiful women begging you to fuck their pussy.”
I gently sucked on the head of his dick, still looking straight into his eyes, then said “This life can be yours, Sir. That is your birthright.”
Something clicked inside him. Arthur grabbed my head and forced me to suck him off. He stood up to keep going. He fucked my throat very roughly until he came inside me. With my mouth still full of his semen, I looked up at him adoringly and whispered, “Thank you so much, Sir! I saw in him a kind of new, almost frightening rage. Heavy breathing, he flexed and admired his muscles, as if he was rediscovering his body, marveling at his own power. Then he said, “Worship me. WORSHIP ME!” I rushed to kiss his feet fervently, while I heard him whisper, “That feels good… that feels good…” Then he stomped on my head, saying “Do you like that, slave?” I managed to stammer. “Yes, Sir! Thank you for honoring me!”
That’s when we heard Anthony’s amused voice. “Having fun?” He came downstairs, pleased with what he saw. “Here, I’ll show you how to use him”. So Anthony picked me up, threw me on the couch, and fucked me in the ass. Arthur watched intently, before deciding to fuck my mouth at the same time. After they both came inside me, Anthony asked his cousin, “Want to give it a try?” And Arthur was more than happy to!
Arthur is the first Man other than my Master to have fucked me in the ass! Usually, during parties with his Alpha bros, he reserves that right for himself with me. But this time, they both had their way with me, I was spit-roasted one way and then the other. They laughed heartily together, praised and encouraged one another, while I was serving as their sex toy. By the end, I was exhausted and sore, but so proud and happy to have helped strengthen their bond! And to have helped awaken Arthur to the pleasures of power and faggot ownership!
You can imagine what the rest of the trip was like! Catering to those two Alphas was exhausting. Luckily, they brought some girls around to have fun and sex too, which freed up a little time for me to do other servile things ahah! But I felt so useful and so at home at the feet of those two amazing Men. After all, I have been the first faggot to both of them!
Anthony and I are back at his place (aka “my” apartment), and life is getting back to normal. But I have to admit I’m hoping to see Arthur again from time to time, hopefully soon… And I can’t wait to find out how his life will change now that he knows the truth! I look forward to mentor some faggots to serve him as he deserves!
I hope you’re doing well, big bro!
Lots of love!
your loving little bro
fab the fag
WOW!!!
Fabien continues to impress me with both his dedication to pro-level fag service and also his mentor-level representation of hierarchical truth. His training and development under Master Anthony has resulted in an incredible array of skills.
What he did to both teach Alpha Arthur and then help him to take action is a masterclass of faggot enticement. This is how it’s done! Fabien reminds me SO MUCH of how I was in my early days, utilizing my intelligence, my ability to apply hierarchical principles, and my ability to make straight Alphas to feel comfortably excited to convince multiple straight Alphas to try using me. It’s one of my proudest accomplishments as a faggot, and I sense that Fabien is proud to do that, too!
I’ll point out a technique Fabien utilized effectively here to get Alpha Arthur to finally give in to his desires: at one point Fabien made a sexual move (like positioning his head near Alpha Arthur’s dick) and then gave him some encouragement. This combination of stimuli proved to be the cocktail that caused Alpha Arthur to finally take whatever he wanted!
Honestly, this encounter between Alpha Arthur and Fabien should also be credited to Master Anthony. He knew the skills of his most beloved faggot, as well as the needs of his cousin. Master Anthony understood that he only had to arrange the meeting and leave the rest to Fabien. It really reveals Master Anthony’s trust and pride in his wonderful, talented fag!
I know I’m proud of Fabien, too! This is a landmark example of how to seduce straight Alphas! Thank you, dear Fabien!
The following post is part of a column written by a 40-something experienced faggot who calls himself “Mr. Fag”. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Dear Sam,
I read your latest post and wanted to put my two cents into this conversation. I hope younger fags will read this carefully.
There is nothing extreme or pathological in acknowledging hierarchical dynamics between alphas and fags. What is extreme—and counterproductive—is the idea that a fag’s role begins and ends with service or submission without the prior work of self-possession. The most important necessity is that a fag must first take care of himself. Self-discipline, physical and mental maintenance, competence in study or work, and basic self-regard are not optional extras. They are the precondition for any healthy dynamic.
Only someone who is comfortable in his own skin, who can feed himself, manage his time, hold a job or advance a career, and regulate his impulses can offer consistent, high-quality service. The more self-aware and self-disciplined a fag is, the better the service he can provide. Chaos, self-neglect, or performative helplessness do not produce better submission; they produce burnout, resentment, and short-lived arrangements. Discipline—whether cultivated internally or reinforced by an alpha—is not a dirty word. It is a practical requirement. Positive energy exists in abundance in many fags; without channeling, it scatters. Service is one legitimate, historically recurring way to give that energy form and direction.
That historical recurrence matters, especially for younger fags who have grown up online. Classical Greek erastes–eromenos bonds combined mentorship, military preparation, philosophical formation, and sex; material support and gifts typically flowed from the higher-status partner toward the younger. Roman patronage and clientela systems were hierarchical and reciprocal: the superior offered protection, advancement, and resources; the inferior offered loyalty, political support, and useful service. Status differences were real, erotic elements sometimes present, and service expected—but the subordinate’s value (and today the fag’s value) rested on competence, loyalty, and usefulness.
Modern findom is entirely legitimate when it is consensual and clearly negotiated. It is not a necessity. It is a recent, internet-era elaboration of power exchange. Before the internet, alphas who fucked fags did so for the direct pleasure of power, control, and sexual use—nothing more was required. Cash tribute was not the historical price of admission. Treating financial extraction as the default or the purest expression of hierarchy confuses a contemporary option with older models in which the core exchange was the act itself and the structured usefulness that accompanied it.
The deeper continuity is complementary difference in drives. The alpha’s physiology and psychology typically orient toward control, fucking, breeding, competition, and outward assertion; the fag’s toward service, containment of that energy, and the satisfaction of being used within clear bounds. These are not moral rankings. They are observed patterns of orientation that allow hierarchical men to function better.
There is no inherent shame in being a faggot. Once self-discipline is established and a fag has found an alpha whose standards and presence actually fit, the dynamic can be mutually generative. Both parties grow. The alpha gains a reliable outlet and a partner whose competence multiplies his own effectiveness; the fag gains structure, purpose, and the concrete experience of being useful. Alphas have a practical duty here: letting the fag develop—skills, fitness, emotional regulation, career capacity—is not charity. It is self-interest. A stronger, more capable fag is a better instrument and a more durable one. The alpha’s need to express through sport, sex, and dominance finds its counterpart in the fag’s nature; the equilibrium is delicate precisely because it depends on both sides remaining functional adults rather than collapsing into caricature.
None of this requires romanticizing degradation or pretending that every online role-play is a serious life structure. It simply requires honesty about complementary needs and the basic adult requirement that anyone who wants to serve—or to be served—must first be able to stand on his own feet. Self-care is not the opposite of hierarchy. It is what makes hierarchy sustainable and, for those who choose it, generative.
I am sure somebody will disagree, and that is fine. But an 18-year-old man, whether alpha or fag, should still stand on his own feet. That is where his value begins.
Yours, Mr. Fag
Excellent, thoughtfully-executed essay on this topic, my brother!!! Thank you for sharing!
