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!
When Kamal first wrote to me a couple of days ago, his expressed desire to serve his Alpha uncle Farid seemed difficult. Yes, his uncle is a professor of gender studies, and yes, his uncle has been talking to Kamal about hierarchy. It still seemed to be a difficult conversation. I answered him honestly, and gave him my advice. You can read that first QFR by CLICKING HERE.
Now, very often I advise people and they don’t take action. Of course, I can’t make anybody do what they’re unable to or unwilling to do. But there is only one thing is true: anyone who is unwilling to play the game will never, ever have a chance to win.
That is why I rejoiced when I received this inspirational update from Kamal:
Dear Sam,
Your words have been a quiet compass for me. I planned to write explaining why taking on household chores isn’t straightforward—his wife would notice the shift, and she already doesn’t like me much. Besides, between classes and varsity practice, I’m rarely home when she does them—but I’ve offered to help her and maybe i can slowly take over the tasks that relate to my uncle. I want to serve him. I want to be the one who meets his needs. But that’s not why I’m writing tonight.
Masculinity has always been a quiet puzzle for me. Outwardly, I fit the part: my posture, my voice, the way people read me. But inwardly, something else stirs. It’s when I imagine being taken by a man like my uncle that everything clarifies. More than anything, I want to serve someone I deeply respect and admire. Someone whose strength—steady, unyielding, effortless—makes me want to kneel. To show him how much I want him. To let him know, without doubt, that he owns me. That his pleasure is my purpose, and being used exactly as he desires is my calling. And because it’s my uncle who has awakened this in me, he’s the only one who can fill the hollow ache inside me. The one who can finally make me who i am.
In my heart I believe this confusion only ends when he takes me for his own. When he pushes deep enough that I stop being the man I thought I was—the one who hides behind a hard shell—and finally become what I’m meant to be. I need him to split my core open, peel away the disguise I’ve worn for years, and set who I truly am free for him to see. Buoyed by your words, today I decided to stop hiding. To “man up” one last time and tell him everything and be done hiding.
It went… I don’t really know how. I found him in his study, lost in a book. When I asked to speak with him seriously, he set it down and gestured to the couch. But instead of sitting across from him, I stepped close, dropped to my knees between his spread legs, and looked up into his eyes. He blinked, surprised. I told him everything—how long I’d waited, how deeply I wanted him, how his strength pulled at something in me I couldn’t name. I held his gaze the whole time, even as my voice trembled. When I finished, the weight of it hit me all at once. My chest shook. I looked down, and tears spilled over before I could stop them.
His hand found my head and he tilted it up until i was facing him. But I couldn’t look at him so I don’t know what he saw. He spoke in that low, steady voice I know means business: “This is true?” I actually don’t remember if it was a question or a statement. All I could do was say yes and that I’d never lie to him.
There was a long enough silence that I risked a glance at his face. His eyes locked onto mine, and something in them shifted—darkened, softened, or maybe both. He exhaled slowly. “I need some time alone with this, Kamal. I’m glad you told me. Don’t cry.” His thumb brushed away a tear, and I stood and left him there.
Now I’m waiting. My pulse won’t settle and I jump at every door opening, phone chiming. I can’t wait till he gets home tonight and it’s the thing I’m most afraid of at the same time. I don’t know what will happen, but I’ll tell you when I know.
Thank you for helping me.
HOORAY!!!
Kamal took action almost immediately, and was able to FINALLY express the feelings that had been tormenting him! And Sir Farid’s response was quite positive (others may read it differently), showing tenderness and empathy to his faggot nephew while also metering his response so as to not over-react! That is what true leaders do! I’m incredibly impressed by Sir Farid’s powerful example!
But I’m beyond proud of my brother Kamal! What he did took a lot of courage, strength, and humility! He opened his heart and offered himself with trust to the one Alpha in his life!
Why can’t more faggots do this? What stops them from trusting that superior Men would react in superior ways??
I can’t wait to find out the resolution to this situation!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the life of domination of an Asian God Alpha named Master Jase. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!
The site has been inundated with sometimes uncomfortable true stories of Alpha fathers fucking faggot sons and vice versa. Some of the stories are more harrowing and disturbing, and believe me, I get feedback on this stuff both good and bad. Nothing that passes my personal editorial scrutiny and gets published is ever going to be tossed aside unless I find out it’s fake, so criticism is simply useful to me as an outside perspective. Good or bad, this has always been my policy.
But when a God Alpha like Master Jase takes the time and thought to offer me guidance, I give it the highest priority. This is especially important to me given that Master talks about his new God Alpha boyfriend, a powerful King named Dylan.
Let’s just get into the long conversation we had on the subject:
Fag. I have some time tonight, so while my slut of the night moans and keeps my cock warm in its mouth, I wanted to share my thoughts on a topic that’s been raised a few times on your website.
By all accounts, there’s been extensive talk from you and many other men about the dynamic between alpha fathers and faggot sons. I want to bring about the reverse perspective, when there is a superior son and an inferior father. I bring this up because Dylan has and still conquers, cunts and breeds his dad fag on a regular basis.
I want you to picture this, fag. An early 50’s hunky gym rat who owns his own business and presents a domineering attitude. It was awe-striking to watch the first time as the dad fag trembled, snorted, begged, cried and called himself his son’s bitch as Dylan slammed ten inches of fat alpha meat repeatedly into this massively built male who probably outsized our combined weight. Dylan so enthusiastically fucked his muscle dad fag in front of me within an inch of his life, and the fag was in such a rapturous thrill. Dylan has since shared his dad fag with me, and he loves watching me completely cunt out his own father, watching me intoxicate his dad fag on my powerful strength and stamina and drive him from begging and pleading into that incoherent daze all you fags love and crave. Dylan told me he had never seen his father so spent and wasted and utterly well-used, even after he’s used him.
Just this weekend, we used our brute dominance and strength to manhandle and fuck his dad fag endlessly. We verbally and physically dominated him completely. The fag was completely delirious, breathless, and near blacked out from twenty plus inches of god cock breeding and cunting him out for hours. It was an absolute glorious moment Dylan and I shared as we stood over his limp, muscular mass of a used fag between us, our bodies still pumped and our cocks still heavy and hard. It was especially hot watching Dylan drag his wet massive cock all over his dad fag’s face lips and telling him, “You’ll always be a bitch for your son, won’t you?” and other similar lines.
I tell you these encounters because I think this is a dynamic that isn’t regularly talked about; what happens when the son eclipses his father in alphahood. Dylan has told me his story in part, about how through puberty as he fucked guys and girls alike, he noticed his dad increasingly giving into Dylan’s actions and thoughts. Small things from such as what dinner was to be had at night, his mum would ask Dylan more and more rather than his dad. How in the past, Dylan would ask permission to stay over at a friend’s, but it slowly became Dylan telling his parents that he would be out, and his dad only responding, “Be safe, son.” How his ‘alpha’ of a father began deferring to Dylan’s judgement more and more when it came to household day to day decisions, and in fact, began guiding Dylan on making this important decisions.
Dylan isn’t dumb. I wouldn’t have chosen him as my partner if he was. He’s highly intelligent and athletic, and he was very self-aware of his place as the leader as early as the beginning of high school, just as I was. We instinctively commanded and attracted the attention to our strong and powerful wills. And Dylan knew that he had done the same to his own father, slowly but surely took control over his family’s household, and his own father, perhaps not a fag then, but an alpha lower to Dylan’s place, instinctively knew to mentor his increasingly powerful son.
I myself have put many father figures and role models into submission and under my rule, ranging from coaches to gym partners and even proper married dads who claim to be straight, yet crave the control of my dominance over them in their actions, both sexually and non-sexually. But I don’t have that level of intimacy or bond that Dylan has with his own father.
And viewing as an outsider, I find the dynamic fascinating in how the older generation passes on the torch of alphahood, or nurtures and a son’s alphahood until it blooms. Dylan has always been grateful to his father for instilling his strong values of being responsible, courageous, disciplined and a leader. But once Dylan’s will and presence overpowered his father’s, it seemed so natural for his father to recognise his place and accept his own son as the more powerful alpha.
I will tell the tale of how Dylan came to use his own father sexually and turn him into a craving cum bucket dad fag later, but I want to know your thoughts on this kind of relationships. Just as alpha fathers and faggot sons are a hierarchal relationship that is instinctual and legitimate, what do you think of the dynamic of an alpha son and a faggot father, and what the roles of each are?
I responded thusly:
It’s an amazing testament to a truth embedded so deeply in hierarchy that it’s unspoken and unheard of except by people who truly understand hierarchy. Oddly enough, I’m currently covering a story on the site of a married faggot named Pete whose father cunted him in front of his three underage Alpha sons, and now the Alpha sons are using Pete as a cumdump.
Personally, I think the dynamic is just as natural as any other power dynamic despite its taboo nature. Hierarchy isn’t moral. It’s about natural-born Alphas taking control of whatever situation they’re in, including the family arrangement. Master Dylan learned from his submissive father that any male can be forced to accept his true purpose of service by simply overpowering them and enforcing that truth.
Master Dylan also learned that it felt “right” to sexually overpower his weak father. It’s part of the “old guard/new guard” aspect of hierarchy. At some point an old Alpha lion must step aside for a young Alpha challenger.
This seemed to resonate with Master Jase, who continued the story about Master Dylan’s father and the ultimate end for fathers hierarchically:
I am of the firm belief that hierarchy cares not for age, ethnicity, race, size, or profession. Hierarchy sees more from a male’s personality, values, health, traits, presence and relationships. And from there, I see no reason why an Alpha son shouldn’t dominate his own father, when the time is right. We often see that in brothers, where one brother is more dominant and superior to the other. Why can’t we have that between father and son?
Naturally, if the Alpha is of a young age, there is an obligation to protect and nuture, and not to take advantage or abuse when an Alpha is growing through the most vulnerable phase of his life. Dylan was quick to deny any hints of grooming by his dad, that he was the one to initiate and turn their bond into a sexual one. That he was the one to open the floodgates to his dad fag’s eager throat and ass trained and remaining wide and open for his stronger and far more powerful son to bitch-fuck and own.
Neither Dylan nor I have the large and massive built physique his dad has, though Dylan is basically a more smaller version of his ripped and muscular shape. The genes were not weak there. But it is such an awesome and deeply sating sight when I watch Dylan dominate his dad. “Bitch daddy needs it bad, don’t you?” he would say, as he slams his body on top of dad fag’s vast back, wrapping his huge bicep around the fag’s neck and choking his own dad, holding him in a death grip while the dad fag squeals and whines and gasps for more.
Even better when Dylan gives him to me and my unrivalled overwhelming physicality. Dylan always goes wide eyed and can’t take his eyes off when I have his massive dad fag bouncing off me like a rag doll, his pussy so cunted wide open from my giant cock beating him senseless. I love putting muscle sluts and fags in an iron grip subject to my strength, and this dad fag was no exception. And I get treated like another dominant son, come home to show him that his towering masculinity was no match for my unstoppable conquest of inferior men.
But I never got to have that chance of my teenage years. I had numerous sluts waiting on hand and cock; teammates, older students, even outside men who craved my cock up their asses and cunting them out. But that is the one experience I never had; a close figure, not even familial, whose natural obligations was to instinctively recognise and guide a growing alpha, and then flipping that intimacy. Dylan says his father was a sex stud as well, but it was clear Dylan outsized, out-dominated, and overpowered his dad in all aspects alpha and hierarchy.
I have seen these posts (about Pete). I have my own misgivings as the alpha sons are underage, and while sexual education is important, particularly so for alphas to be safe and responsible, it has to be done with patience and prudence. Had it been the sons to recognise their growing power and their father as a faggot, it would have been their choice and their control. Having it come from someone else to such young boys is where I have my apprehensions about whether alphahood and hierarchy is being respected and maintained. Alphahood is control, and with control comes responsibilities. Even more so with god alphas such as myself, my boyfriend, and the other god Alphas you have in contact. Our power and our kingdom of obedience and ownership also comes with trust, safety, and the protection of those who serve. Abuse our power only diminishes the value of one’s alphahood. Alpha son and faggot father are no different or exceptions to that core law, from my position.
Dylan values his father for more than just being a cumdump; he’s a family man, has a presence in life both physically and socially, has strong values and above all, tutored Dylan in how one is masculine and disciplined. His father’s role is so much more complex than just being a faggot and owned. It reminds me of my own bond with my ex-university roommate; he is both my slut and friend at the same time. And often I think that many men diminish and demean faggots to just that. Those men are not alphas in my books.
Which circles back to one of our previous talks about fake alphas and how they abuse and exploit faggots who have a genuine need and craving to serve. Faggots have lives. Faggots have dreams. They have their own values and personalities and traits; I know how to shape a faggot and their character to train and build them to be more than just a pair of holes for me. Because service and obedience is not just presenting an ass. It is the surrender of will and knowing that trust and respect will hold on both sides.
This is not a ramble, as I feel it goes back to the core question I had about Alpha sons and Faggot fathers. The trust and boundaries there would be so much more different in both intimacy and responsibilities, that shaping it into one of domination and submission is just such a fascinating idea to me. And I unfortunately feel it’s not a very discussed point due to the stigma attached to that kind of relationship. More often than not, a dominant daddy and submissive son is accepted, not so the opposite. Why is that? I love to question these thoughts and try and find an answer that aligns with my values.
Dylan using his father in service, particularly sexually, has only deepened my curiosity. Even more so as he has shared that privilege with me. I would ask the dad fag, but far too often when we meet, his mouth is too busy choking around my giant cock to have a deep discussion about things alpha and masculine, hah. Your mouth is currently free and not licking my cock or my feet, so I have no doubt you will have your own thoughts from a hierarchical perspective.
An old flame can only dim and surrender to a brighter and more powerful fire. Yet our society rarely acknowledges it. Holding onto the misconception that age is power, and not allowing younger brighter flames to shine and take control. Even in alphahood.
There’s an incredible amount of wisdom and poetry in Master Jase’s words! There is no doubt at all that what he wrote here is foundational hierarchical teaching that I will refer to again and again over time.
This except floored me in particular: “Our power and our kingdom of obedience and ownership also comes with trust, safety, and the protection of those who serve. Abuse of our power only diminishes the value of one’s alphahood.”
Oh, if only Destroyer Alphas were intelligent enough to understand the over-arching philosophy articulated by Master Jase there! Imagine a world in which more Alphas applied that single teaching across their lives! How much better would things be??
Like me, Master Jase understands that hierarchy is unsympathetic and dependent upon morality as a guiding force. It’s purely about power and the application of power. And even if Pete (for example) was Alpha, there would be a natural “changing of the guard” and he would be forced to relinquish some/all of his authority to younger, hungrier Alphas eager to knock the King off the hill. In fact, that’s why that schoolyard game even exists, because hierarchy starts teaching us the truth before we’re even aware!
There is so much wisdom here in Master Jase’s words that it’s impossible for me to summarize. The ultimate hierarchical truth is that older Men eventually fall, submitting to younger, more vital powers eventually. Older Alphas stave off that submission longer than inferior males, but it always happens.
Families are compressed versions of society. The males within a family must also fight for position, and the Alphas within the family will eventually be overtaken by younger generations of Alphas. It’s the way of everything.
In Pete’s family, his father has held onto power by emasculating his son (“fucking the man out”) while raising his grandsons has his eventual Alpha heirs. Can you see that?
Master Jase sees power in those terms, and so do I. We are both deep students and teachers of hierarchy, albeit from vastly different perspectives; he, viewing it from the highest perch far above all other things, while I see it from the level of dirt.
But the convergence of our perspectives only verifies that our testimonies are true.
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the development of a married beta-sub named Pete who was raised hierarchically by his Alpha father and grandfather, and is submissive to this three sons.CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
On July 11th I received a curious blurb in my Questions From Readers inbox from someone who claimed his father cunted him in front of his three sons, and that his father told the sons that a Man has to “Fuck the man out of a fag bitch, good and hard.”
When I asked for more information, the still unknown reader replied to my request with a much more detailed story about his upbringing and the philosophy behind it. At that point I put a warning on it, because it seemed too incredible to believe (even though it mirrored Master Dino’s handling of his sons, and I know that’s true).
However, Pete returned to give me even more information about his unusual family arrangement. Here’s what he had to say:
OK. I’ve been thinking about this all through the week. First, I’ll basically talk about how were raised.
Names (not real):
Doug – my Dad, and Mom
Pete – me, and wife
Pat – brother 2 years younger, his wife, his son and two daughters
Dave, my oldest son, now 17
Don, middle son, now 15
Danny, youngest son, now 13
Grandpa and Grandma – Dad’s folks
Great Grandpa and Great Grandma – Dad’s grandparents.
My brother and I grew up in a masculine home, under a masculine Top Dog Dad, Doug. He was not bossy, domineering nor bullying. He was a man who acted like a man and raised we boys to be men.
I have no memories of anything sexual, other than hearing my parents going at it at times, and when Dad told us to jack off in socks, cum rags or our hands. He encouraged us to eat it, tell us it was good for us. For the most part I have since.
My younger brother and Dad are both better hung than I am. My dad and my brother always told me that it didn’t matter. Individually both told me that they liked the look. My dad told me that he hoped one of his boys would take after Mom’s dad, in that little dicks looked good and little dicked guys always are like by dominant men that are leaders. My dick is little like my maternal grandpa’s and Mom’s brothers.
At our house men and boys always swim naked. Women and girls always wore suits. Dad has always said that men and boys need to be comfortable with and proud of their bodies. Female bodies are sexual, he and Mom would say, the male is just a body. My dad and his brother were raised the same. At their pool men and boys swam and suntanned naked, women and girls wore suits. Grandpa said that he didn’t own a suit until after college. In his day the Y, gyms, HS pool and College pool weren’t co-ed and men swam naked. Greatgrandpa says that he got his first suit in his mid-30s.
Around my house male casual nudity was pretty common. That was how my dad was raised, the same with his dad. It was the idea of not-wearing-clothes and not something sexual.
Swimming parties at our house growing up was, and is, Men and boys swimming and playing and sunning naked, and females clothed. We swam naked and were comfortable naked in front of aunts, girl cousins, family friends, girlfriends (mine and brothers and cousins).
When at the mountain house clothes for boys were always optional. We swim, hike, play in the woods and pond and not uncommon for the males, to be naked. My brother and I and boy cousins could go days without putting anything on other sneakers.
My mom and grandmother were big supporters of this. They agreed with my Dad, Uncles, grandpa that it built men. Men and boys should be comfortable with their bodies. My girlfriends and the one that became my wife and mother of my boys accepted it.
Through college, our guy friends enthusiastically joined in and were embarrassed in front of mom, other women, girls and girlfriends briefly if at all.
Most of the guys I know, and the Dad’s of my kids’ friends have no problem at all. The kids jump right in, the men might take a moment.
As my Dad always says, “men like being naked.”
Later, after Dad took over my family, my brother Brad told me that Dad had always fucked other men, many who were straight but that Dad’s dominance and sexual energy would get them to give themselves up. Brad told me that Dad started telling him about other boys and men would give in to him. He told him what to look for. Brad had been fucking buddies and teammates since middle school and through HS and College. Dad never told me about this.
Looking back I see that Dad encouraged my sons to jack off. First my oldest and for him to show his brothers. He told them never to be embarrassed or ashamed of it — but to spare their mother (my wife) to use tube socks and cum rags or hands to catch the cum so their mom didn’t have to clean up after them. Same thing Dad taught my brother and me.
Dad talked about what he was doing with Brad, encouraging him to raise his son to be a man, too.
Brad said that Dad recognized that my three boys were all leaders and competent smart boys and needed to be shaped to be men.
Dad recognized that my oldest son was a golden boy, a leader, top dog, and fairly sexual and that sex for him would often be about dominance and establishing pecking order.
Dad recognized that my middle boy needed shaping from being a smart normal boy to being a little more assertive and a leader. The oldest boy was one naturally. The middle boy needs more encouragement and direction.
Dad recognized that my youngest son, even at nine, was a sexual dominant, and had an innate desired and drive to control. Dad fed and directed him sexually from 9 on. My oldest boy is a leader and a guy that others want to follow. My youngest son has been channeled to be kind, generous, to understand the pecking order and how to guide others into their position, beneath him.
My brother said that Dad always recognized that I had natural potential in submitting to and supporting men higher up. In training my younger son, Dad decided that he would help me discover my place, too.
I asked my brother if he had always thought of me as gay. “No. Never. Are you?”
“No,” answered. I don’t really though certainly rewired to want to submit to men. I asked my brother if Dad thought of me as gay. “No. He sees you as what you are, a sexually submissive man for other men. A cunt. A receptacle.”
I don’t see myself as a gay. No one else seems to either. My friends and family are straight or at least heterosexually inclined. But in certain situations I am demoted from full man status.
Danny, Dan, my youngest son is learning how to walk the narrow path balancing respecting my as his Dad, and in training and owning me. He asserts authority in just how he carries himself and speaks. Not mean, or bossy, but with steady dominance and leadership. He ignores my penis and balls other than occasional taps and pats and calling them cute.
His focus is on my cunt. Fingering and fucking. He has begun to produce cum.
Learning to rim was easy. Blowjobs took a while to get used to. My middle son likes me to slowly suck and lick him while he studies, reads, watches TV. My oldest son wants quick blowjobs or fucks.
There is some more background. What more would you like to know?
Pete
Pete’s situation is pretty insane, but since he’s grown up like this it seems normal to him. I’m pretty blown away by the depth of respect for hierarchy throughout the entire family. This kind of thing can only happen because of very powerful Alphas enforcing natural order in a ruthless manner.
I was thinking back to my childhood days, and how I was raised (which was a pretty standard suburban Midwestern upbringing) compared to this. I wonder how I would’ve reacted to the enforced nudity for males and such. I was almost nude for most of my childhood, but puberty made me so self-conscious about my changing body (and how much I didn’t like it and my unchanged, tiny penis) that I think I would’ve withdrawn completely. But who knows?
Pete seemed to accept the humiliation of having a tiny penis, but part of that credit goes to his father for the way he almost celebrated it as part of the separation of Men and fags. He treated it as something natural. He also treated as natural the purpose of faggots as servants and sexual devices for Men. I use the word “Men” to encompass all non-fags here, because Pete’s father treated Pete’s underaged sons like Men simply because they weren’t fags.
It’s such a tangled tree of hierarchical development that it’s impossible to determine how the rules applied. After all, Pete is still married to a woman, but he’s servicing all of the Men and Alphas in the family, including his own sons. How does that work? These are serious questions that deserve serious answers.
The idea that Pete’s youngest son (age 13) is fucking Pete is hard to imagine. And here’s the topper: the 13-year-old sounds like a God Alpha in the making!
Like God Alpha Dino’s remarkably hierarchical family, Pete’s family takes natural hierarchical law and applies it so thoroughly that there is no way to know anything different. I’m not complaining about this, of course, but I just know that doing it in our puritanical world today can be trouble.
And, of course, I want everyone to be safe and grow up well-adjusted.
Hopefully Pete will continue to share more details as time goes on!
Every so often I receive a story so shocking and outrageous that I’m unsure of its honesty. I have to make editorial decisions on the fly, especially since I don’t currently have a way to validate the source as I traditionally do. What I’m about to publish was actually sent to me in an abbreviated form through Questions From Readers, and it involved an Alpha father cunting his faggot son in front of his Alpha grandsons in order to teach them how to enforce Masculine order. When I explained I didn’t have enough context to this story, the write returned with additional material to provide some background.
Either way, it seems impossible and almost frightening (and I’m rarely shocked). I’m going to reproduce the story with a strong warning that I’m not sure if it’s true (and I don’t publish fiction). However, since the story very much resembles the true story of God Alpha Dino teaching his sons about the uses of faggots, I’m reluctantly publishing.
Here goes nothing:
The more I wrote the below the more remembered, and it is sort of story-ish as I kept thinking of stages that seem important.
I don’t think that my dad has ever used the word hierarchy, but he believes in Alpha Men and on down with men finding their place. Apparently he’s long seen me as a sub and came to see my youngest son as like him and trainable. Much of our role reversals were instigated through my dad. A good thing, really.
I have three sons that share a room. When they were 13, 11, and nine the oldest discovered jerking off. Eventually my wife and I could hear them doing it all the time. Just boys. We thought it pretty cute.
When the oldest boy was 15 he started coming down to the kitchen in the morning naked, eat his cereal. The wife and I made little comments such as “looking good” and “you’re not wearing that to school.” We didn’t mind. Boys being boys. In a couple of days his brother joined him in being naked. It didn’t take long before they were generally naked at home. The only rule was that they had wash their asses and generally sit on a towel.
After a couple of weeks, I came into the Living Room, the boys were naked as usual watching TV with the wife in her chair. The youngest, now 11, told me to take off my clothes. No fair that I wasn’t. I thought it funny and ignored him. The other two boys agreed. My youngest son insisted, basically ordered me to. My wife agreed. I took off my clothes. Kind of weird, but also felt right.
My youngest son would tell me strip whenever I came in from work or wherever. Pretty bossy, but I did it. My wife was fine with it.
My dad, both my folks, have always dropped by to hang out. My dad dropped by pretty often. [Side note: I work for him in his company.] My dad is pretty alpha, always the boss man. My mom is no wallflower but is a competent capable woman. All she said when she saw that I’d joined the boys being bare was to comment that I’d grown since she’d last seen me naked.
Dad sort of took control. As always he claimed my chair as his and at meals always sat at the head of the table. He had always sort of ordered my sons around, like to get him a drink, or to do a chore. Now things changed. He would tell me what to do, smack my bottom, rub my hair, do chores, get food and drink. My youngest son became his new best buddy, more like a lieutenant. The kid got bossier.
He had been getting more aggressive and bossy with his brothers, too. But they wouldn’t put up with it. The oldest boy is very athletic, fit, masculine, team leader. Great guy. He was amused when his littlest brother touched him, told him to do things, to play with himself. He wouldn’t, laughed at his brother and good naturedly ignored him.
The middle boy would just tell him to knock it off.
The youngest started getting aggressive with me, especially when my dad was around. He’d tell me to sit on the floor, to get him a soda or chips. Then one day he told me to show him what I looked like hard. He’d seen his brothers of course in their jackoff times. I said, no. Then my dad said, “show him. It’s good for him to see what a man looks like.” So I did it. I don’t know why but I didn’t really think about. I was told to cum on the coffee table and I did. My youngest son tasted it, and then told me to eat it up. My dad told me to lick it up, so I did. My wife saw this and didn’t seem to mind.
My wife traveled a lot. After a few months she took a 6month assignment out of town.
Dad was over a lot. Much of the time the two older boys were out doing sports, hanging out with friends, etc. So it was my dad, youngest so and me.
Dad began to direct me, boss me around, and to direct my youngest son in how to be a dominant.
I liked it.
My dad brought clippers and he and my youngest son buzzed off all of my body hair. Pubes first. “Only real men have pubic hair,” he told my son, as if I wasn’t there.
My youngest son became fixated on asses. His brothers and mine, but they ignored him.
He liked to spank me. Either over his lap or over the ottoman. He liked patting it and rubbing it, eventually he became fixated on my hole. One day it escalated. He had my son sit next to him on the sofa and told me to lay across their laps. My dad told me to pull my cheeks apart. He began to tell my son about a sub’s hole. (This was the first time that I was referred to as a sub.) He told my son that a sub’s natural sexual site was his hole, his cunt – like a woman’s cunt, but better. Dad lightly rubbed my hole, spit on it and had my son do it. He told my son to push a finger in and to feel around. Then a second, then a third. And then my dad’s thicker and longer finger joined him. “See how it’s opening up? Can you feel it inside opening up?” They played with it for a while. My dad was able to go in further and stroke my prostate which was my first time.
For a few days into weeks he showed my son how to milk my prostate. How to open it further with toys that dad bought and brought over.
Dad also had me me suck my three sons to completion, though the youngest produced nothing. The oldest was happy to get blown. The middle, too, but moreso seemed indifferent. My youngest though was becoming increasingly bossy and demanding.
My dick was ignored and my youngest son ordered me to ignore it. My dad agreed.
My dad also became more dominant with me. He treated me well at work but also had a home office set up for me at home. Also, he took over the master bedroom, my youngest took over the guest bedroom and I sleep now in my youngest son’s dinosaur kid bed.
Also, my dad was always clothed. I never was. The boys wore whatever they wanted, naked to shorts or sweats or school clothes.
One day my dad was over, as usual. Dad brought dinner, and while he and the boys were eating he told me to douche out my “cunt”, which I had been doing as soon as I came home every day after work.
Dad told me to go to the master bed, lay down a beach towel at the side. He told me to wait there for them. I heard him tell the boys to strip down and to come to the master bedroom, he had something to teach them. He came, and stripped. I had seen him naked at the gym and after golf. He is pretty well hung. Bigger than me. My two older sons were bigger than me.
He had me lay back, with my legs over the side, my ass right at the edge. He had son #1 to get on one side and #2 on my other and to lift my legs and pull them back. He had all three boys finger my hole, push lube in, push in deeper and to work it open. He told them that is is how you get a cunt ready to be fucked. I’ve never been fucked before, but fingered a lot in the last few weeks and my youngest and oldest sons have been working dildos and plugs in and out.
While explaining how to ready a son we was slowly greasing up his cock. Then he shoved in with one shove.
It hurt like hell. It burned and stung and really hurt. My Dad told my sons to keep my legs up and back and to hold me down.
“You need to fuck the man out of a male that you’re going to fuck. Subs need it. We’re all men here, except this bitch here. Subs need to have the man fucked out of them. Deep and hard, fuck the man out. You need to permanently turn them into fags.”
He pounded me. At some point my mind went blank, and everything narrowed down. At some point the only thing I was aware of was his cock hammering in and out. Afterwards they told me that I had cum three times and that they fed me my cum. I don’t remember.
I’ve seen pics that my dad took of my red and sore puffy cunt lips.
Since then my Dad has taken over completely the running of my house and raising my sons. He has taken over the finances. He goes to school conferences, meets with the coaches and goes to the games. Helps with homework. All the while he is training my youngest son to be am Alpha, a Dominant, a Leader. Same with the other sons, but mostly with him.
I work from home most days and go into the office a couple of times a month. My wife permanently relocated to the East Coast (We’re in the Pacific Northwest)
I know that I should be bothered by this, and at times I do wonder. But each step seemed normal and I easily submitted. I’m comfortable being naked all day most days. I really do like being fucked and sucking and rimming. I really like cleaning and serving and the changed dynamic at home. It feels right and my boys seem to like have a live-in obedient fag. And they like my dad as the boss.
So … what do you think?
If true, I’m somewhat horrified by the entire thing. I mean, it sounds like everyone is accepting their roles and the sons are being taught properly, but it seems awfully haphazard. Cunting a father in front of his sons could be potentially scarring to them (depending on their internal makeup).
I fully recognize the Alpha/son dynamic in hierarchical terms, and I also completely accept Alphas fucking faggots within the family. But there’s another layer to this account that seems to cross a line. Do you feel that way?
I wish nothing but the best for everyone involved. I’d like updates just to make sure that everyone is okay!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling Tommy, a faggot who was claimed by his own Alpha father and his Alpha brother! CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
I’ve recently featured more true stories about incestuous hierarchical relationships between fathers and sons and between brothers. I even dedicated an episode of the podcast to the subject. It has been an ongoing topic throughout my 11 years on this site, far more than I ever expected.
People ask why there are so many stories like these, and some question the validity of hierarchy itself. In my opinion, these stories only strengthen the case for hierarchy. These fathers and sons are born into these Alpha/faggot roles, and the need to fulfill their purpose is far too strong to resist.
But there is more at work here than that. You see, these Alpha fathers are driven not only by their natural instinct to protect and guide their sons, but they’re also driven by their natural instincts as Alphas. This is incredibly important, because these Alpha fathers have legitimate concerns about the safety of their faggot sons as they mature. How will they find their way to happiness and fulfillment as faggots while retaining the standards these Alpha fathers know are required of them?
Hence, the dilemma. Since I see this clearly, I don’t judge anyone in this situation. I’m here to explain it, apply the lessons learned, and use them to help others.
“Others” include a faggot named Tommy. He wrote to me to tell me the story of his own faghood, and how his Alpha father and brother enslaved him for his own good.
Hi sam!
My name’s Tom and I’m a long-time faggot reader of your blog, but never took the opportunity to write. But lately, you talked about the subject of Alpha fathers using ther faggot sons and I wanted to share some insights about it, cause that’s exactly what I live.
I am the son and the younger brother of two Alpha Males and I am the live-in slave-son of my Master-Father. My father Alex is the straightest of straight Men, a handsome and bright Superior Alpha. Hairy chest, bulging muscles, firm hands and feet, and big cock. My older brother Matt takes after him, just slimmer and taller and less hairy.
My father had us when he was 18 and 20, and raised us as a single dad since he was 22. I’ve always been the most submissive one in the family, but since I turned 18, I’ve become my father’s domestic and sexual slave. My older brother is now living his own life with his girlfriend, but he doesn’t live far away and we see each other regularly, so I have the opportunity to serve the two Men of my life.
So now, I’m a twink in his twenties serving a forty-something big hunk who’s also the Man who gave me life. My whole purpose is to be Daddy’s good boy and make his life better and happier.
For me, there’s something very natural and very smooth about serving and worshiping my father. Because even though my servitude has taken on a new dimension since I grew up to be an adult and definitely became his property, for me it is simply a continuation of the obedient and reverent son I have always been, whereas my brother outgrew it and became his own Man.
Of course, every family has its own dynamics, but the father is often the primary authority figure in his children’s lives, a man who must be respected and obeyed, who disciplines and corrects us. My brother and I have always been respectful and admiring of our father. But starting in his teens, like any self-respecting young Man, my older brother began to challenge his authority, to stand up for himself, and to assert his individuality. I did not. Because I’m not a Man, but a faggot.
Obeying my father, worshiping him and doing everything I can to please him and make his life easier and better, all of this is so obviously right to me. My father has always been my protector and my provider, always been the Man in the house. To earn his praises and hearing him say “good boy” has always been my main goal in life. Needless to say, for me, Father’s Day isn’t just a family holiday: it’s a holy celebration!
It’s easy and natural for me to treat him like a God, since he is literally my Creator. When I suck his cock, I cherish it all the more because that’s where I came from. It often seems unbelievable to me that I carry the genes of a God Alpha Male! But I know that nature and destiny have put me on this Earth to devote my life to this incredible man whom I have the honor of calling my Daddy.
My father is very happy with the sons he has given birth to. He summed it up this way one day: “I fathered an heir to carry on my legacy, and then I created my own slave to improve my life.”
Thank you for spreading the true about Hierarchy and for praisng the superiority of Alpha Males!
Tom
I’m so glad that Tommy sounds quite rational and happy about his place as his Father’s faggot. He’s not ruined, confused, or broken by the experience. Instead, he’s completed by it. Empowered by it.
Notice how deftly Tommy compares the Biblical story of God and his finest creation – Man – with the situation between his Alpha Father and himself. I think the parallel is apt and ingenious, and that’s why he worships his Father.
And I totally understand Tommy cherishing the cock and cum of his Father, since that’s “where he came from”.
I’m so proud of this hierarchically-aligned family. They recognize the truth and live up to it. Led by a powerful God Alpha, they have lived fulfilled lives.
I thank Tommy for sharing this important and impactful story of their lives!
I’m reaching out for advice on how to handle conversations about being a fag, especially in contexts where I usually keep my kink life private, like with family.
Context: My boyfriend and I are in a long-term, consensual Dom/sub relationship. As part of our dynamic, I wear a chastity cage almost all the time. While we’re open about our relationship with trusted friends, we generally keep the kinkier details private from family and work.
What happened: We were at my boyfriend’s parents’ place with his family. I accidentally left my chastity cage lying around after cleaning it—my fault entirely. My boyfriend’s brother found it and made some remarks. My boyfriend wanted to address it honestly to prevent teasing, so we talked to his siblings. They were supportive, but their attitude caught me off guard.
Instead of surprise or curiosity, they treated it as completely normal—almost dismissively so. Their reactions were along the lines of “Of course you’re the submissive one,”“It makes sense our brother would lock you up,” and “Glad he finally found someone who consents to it.” It wasn’t malicious, but their absolute self-confidence made me feel uncomfortable. I found myself reacting emotionally, apologizing later, but their responses only reinforced that feeling of being objectified.
What I’m struggling with: How can I discuss my submissive side in these contexts without becoming flustered or reactive? I want to be able to calmly express that I am a faggot, that I serve my Man, our kinks and so on, without feeling like I’m losing control or being pushed into a role I didn’t agree to in that moment.
I’d really appreciate any advice on how to stay composed and communicate clearly in these situations, while staying true to myself and my dynamic with my boyfriend.
Thank you in advance for your support.
Best, Dave
Thank you for writing in, Dave!
This is an interesting dynamic. Firstly, I congratulate you for maintaining such a long-lasting and healthy Alpha/fag relationship! It’s hard to make the transition from role play to long-term embracing of mutual purpose. You and your Master should be proud of yourselves!
I think I understand the real problem here. You don’t want to be objectified or spoken to/of like a thing without any sense of self.
But here’s the problem: you’re a faggot, so in some ways you ARE an object. You need to embrace that reality and actually relish it. For me, talking about being a faggot in everyday situations is full of joy because I’m actually pretty proud to be a faggot.
So what’s bothering you about what happened with the family? Did you want them to be shocked? Disgusted? Disappointed? Bullying? What reaction do you think would’ve been better for you?
Honestly, I think your Master’s family’s reaction is nothing short of revelatory. You should be so grateful to be part of a family that embraces whatever truth you have so openly and warmly. Your Master was brought up to be inclusive and open, and that upbringing (coupled with his Alpha dominance) makes him comfortable in his own skin.
I wish the same for you, brother. As a completely owned and cherished faggot, you should be proud to wear your Master’s cage and represent him and glorify him in all you do. It’s nothing to be embarrassed about or ashamed of. Your Master’s family wanted you to feel good about being owned by him, which is why (I think) they had that reaction.
There are soooo many worse reactions that happen every day to faggots everywhere. Be grateful, be thankful, and be proud!
The following post is part of a thread following the submission of a Portuguese faggot named Fernando who has submitted and is serving the straight Alpha husband of his sister! CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
The saga of my little fag brother Fernando has been one of my most favorite true stories I’ve ever published (and honestly, that’s saying something around here!). Several months ago I was blessed with the opportunity to guide Fernando into submitting to and seducing his brother-in-law, a straight Alpha named Pedro. It worked like a charm (of course), and Master Pedro has secretly owned and used Fernando ever since. I highly recommend following the link above and re-reading the entire story, because it’s pretty hot!
Anyway, it’s been a couple of months since I last heard from Fernando, but today he popped up in my Questions From Readers inbox to tell me about a new development!
Hello Brother Sam!
This is Fernando from Portugal again. We talked in the beginning of September and I was dealing with mixed feelings about how to serve my Master Pedro. I wanted to come here again and thank you for your wise words. I realized that trying to change Pedro’s behavior is as silly as trying to handcuff a hurricane. So I talked to him about my feelings and asked him to be careful. He opened his beautiful and confident smile, hugged me, and said “baby, I love your sister and nothing that I do will never affect her or our son. You are my family as well and I will take care of you. Do you want to stop seeing me?” And then I panicked at the thought of losing him, I realizes how much I need his big arms and hands, thick cock, and heavy balls. Then I just said “no please, stay with me” and he answered “so I think you should worry less and suck my cock more”
We were in my apartment, so I immediately stopped talking and knelt in front of him. I kissed his balls and tried to empty my mind focusing exclusively on his pleasure. I gave him the best blowjob ever, trying to keep my mind away from anything else. I already know him very well, so I did with my tongue and lips all the things he loves. After some time, he was completely relaxed and said “come on, go faster and make me cum.” And so I did, using my hands and mouth, nothing else mattered other than making my man cum.
He usually cums in my mouth and tells me to swallow but this time he held my hair and shot a thick warm load on my face. And he told me not to wash it off. He just said “let it dry out and sleep with my cum on your face” and you know what is crazy, Sam? He went back to my sister, so I could have washed my face and he would never know it. But even alone in my own house I let his cum on my face until the following day and after 12 hours I washed it off.
Anyway, after 12 hours of Pedro’s skin care, I realized that you were absolutely right, brother. I should just shut up and accept my place in his life. And so I did! He is taking care of my sister and my future nephew very very well, and whenever he is stressed he knows where to empty his balls. You know what, brother? In the end, I think we are happier than most of “normal” families LOL
This is EXACTLY what every faggot should do for straight Alphas! Just give them a discreet service and worship! Offer them a free and secret place to dump their loads and express the dominance they might not be able to express at home!
Fernando is the type of faggot that is quite successful at straight Alpha seduction. What type is that? Cute, flirty in a submissive way, clever, and whorish. Fernando is exactly that, as are other successful faggots like Ethan, Fabien, Benjamin, Giovanni, Jimmy, and many others featured here. Hell, that was me in my prime, too! We all share a particular strand of faggot DNA that helps us seduce these straight Alpha Kings.
I’m proud to kneel beside these brothers!
In my last correspondence I was fearful that Fernando was going to make an emotional decision that might wreck this very special situation. I’m glad he listened to me, opened his heart to Master Pedro, and submitted. It clearly made all the difference in the world!
And it’s no small thing that Master Pedro squirted his seed all over Fernando’s face and ordered him to leave it to dry there. I doubt if Master Pedro was thinking that deeply into it, but subconsciously he wanted to mark Fernando as his own property! This is a HUGE deal! Master Pedro, despite being a straight Alpha, wanted to take complete ownership of his first faggot! I have no doubt that Master Pedro went to sleep that night feeling more powerful than he ever has before!
It’s really a shame I’ll never get to speak to Master Pedro. I’d love to pick his brain and find out how he views all of this. It can’t happen, of course, and I wouldn’t want to make waves in a delicate situation. But Master Pedro is truly a King, a magnificent example of why we faggots yearn to serve straight Alphas. I don’t know him, but what I do know of him through Fernando makes me submit to him inside.
I thank you, Fernando, for writing to tell me about this incredibly touching moment between you and your Master! I’m more proud of you than I can possibly express! I love you, kiddo!
I’m 25 years old and I’ve had a long time finding my true self. My first sexual encounter was with my step cousin, I’m the one who started the situation. We were small at the time and my uncle, his dad, was taking me with him everywhere. One day we went to my cousins house and my uncle was visiting his mom. While we were there I heard moans coming from the room where they were at. I knew about sex because my uncles were super sexual and would constantly talk about it and I was curious and would watch the sex scenes they wouldn’t let me watch. So while we were in the other room ourselves I asked my cousin about his private parts. We would mess around with each other but it wasn’t anything serious. Things seriously changed when me and my cousin were teenagers. My cousin would always want me to suck his dick which I would happily do. He also took my virginity, but good things can’t always last and me and him had a falling out. He did a lot for me to figure out that I might be a faggot that loves to serve. Now that I’m older I realized that a major part of me sucking my step cousin off is that I’ve had sexual feelings toward my uncle, his dad. He is a very manly gangster that doesn’t take any shit and he lovessss his women. He was always being sexual and always bragging about women and how he loves pussy. He’s married and has a lot of side women with kids. I was part of the action and I want to be one of his side pieces. The only thing I can see stopping my fantasy is that I’m a guy but a mouth is a mouth. And if I get my uncle I would love to get my step cousin back so I can serve both father and son.
I was wondering if you can help me fulfill my fantasy? Thank you for everything.
Thank you for the question, brother.
I don’t have a great feeling about your situation, honestly. I don’t think you’re going to get this uncle to use you as a cocksucker, and frankly I think an offer might get you hurt. If you’re doing anything, go back and revisit the situation with the cousin.
First of all, I’m a Submissive Faggot in my late 20s and I know what I am and my purpose.
my Ideal Type is a Chavy/Scally Lad with fluffy hair (you know the type I mean) wearing Tracksuits, TNs and puffer jackets.
the issue is the type I describe and desire is literally My younger brother who is Straight and very dominant. In my head I want to serve and worship but know I can’t and it’s wrong and how would I even approach the subject with him etc
help
Thanks for the delicate question, brother.
First of all, you’re wrong if you think you can’t serve your brother. I’ve covered multiple Alpha/fag brothers in hierarchical relationships. Some are sexual, some aren’t fully sexual. I’m not saying it’s an IDEAL situation, mind you. It has the potential to blow up in your face.
I would start serving your brother in menial ways … doing laundry for him, cleaning and cooking for him, etc. If you have the chance, pay his rent or other expenses. He will ask questions about this behavior, and at that point you can explain what you are. You can use the resources on this site to do this.
From there, your brother will decide exactly how to use you for his benefit.
That’s my advice if you choose to try this path. I hope it helps!
Hii Sam, my name is Asher and I am 20 years old. Before I get to the situation here’s my little complicated family tree. So my dad abandoned my mother and I when I was 6 and left the country, however his brother ,my uncle Connor was in connection with mom and I. He used to help us when we were in need or when some problems occured. He is a very nice man. Infact he told us he would never speak to dad as he abandoned his own family. I always adored this about him. When I was 11, my mother got remarried to another man and then Shaun became my stepdad. My mother passed away when I was 16 due to major car accident and my stepdad raised me since then.
Here’s the thing. My stepdad and uncle both are super hot men and very nice humans. I came out as gay to them when I was 17 but they accepted me for who I am. The one they don’t know is that I am a faggot. I have this constant need to feel dominated and been owned. A few ago I had to move in with my uncle to make it easy for college. We both have different rooms and we share chores around house. He is straight, there are women coming and going satisfied around the house. You see my uncle is so hot and I believe is an Alpha that i want to become his faggot. I just need to. The thing is having a stepdad and uncle both soo hot I would become faggot for either of them but being with uncle, I want to be owned by him as his fagboi.
Can you please help me? How should I initiate the conversation. Do I have to create an enviroment and then slip the fag thing, I don’t know I am just confused. Help me begin n alpha faggot relationship with my uncle.
I always get nervous advising these types of situations because trying to introduce service to a family member can lead to a lot of problems within the family and disrupt the peace of that family.
I get why you’re feeling this way about both your uncle and stepdad. They swooped in and rescued you from a couple of traumatic events in your life, so naturally you idolize and idealize them. I don’t know if that means you should serve them.
However, if you’re set on this course, then I would simply start serving by taking care of domestic chores and catering to him (cooking/serving his meals, getting him drinks, etc.). At some point you could simply ask him if he considers himself to be Alpha, and that could lead into a conversation about Hierarchy. At that point you could tell him you identify as a faggot, and he will have questions about that (so be prepared). From there, who knows? It will certainly get the wheels turning.
Hi Sam, I’ve been following this site for a while now. I’m a total faggot and was reading this story called My Younger Alpha Stepbrothers by a writte named “Chaz” (Or Uncle C). Whereas a 18-19 year old guy (named Barry) gets dominated and turned into a slave by their 15-16 yo stepbrothers (named Gunther and Lukas) who manhandle him, fuck him and make him their urinals everyday. Mid-way through the story, the stepbrother’s 15 yr old cousin (named Dolph) turns not just Barry, Lukas, Gunther but also their father (called Lars) into his sex slaves and urinal. So my question is does this stuff actually happen IRL Can a 15 yr old boy have such control over not just 1-2 boys their age but also full grown man? Have you seen it happen IRL? I’m an older fag (31 yrs of age) who’s into younger teen alphas so I was wondering if I have any chance atp.
Hi, a fag sent you this a while ago, where can I find the whole story?
or do you have stories where a fag is used as an urinal from its Master?
I can’t make sense of what you wrote to me. First of all, I don’t comment on or feature fictional stuff.
Secondly, as a long-time reader, you should be aware of many true stories I published along the lines of stories like those you mention, so yes, they do sometimes happen in real life. I’m currently following a story about a 15-year-old Alpha who has forced his father to be his first faggot, and that story involves him pissing on his father. I refuse to publish it because of the age of the Alpha (ooops I guess I’m not quite the disgusting pervert some people think I am!).
The short answer is YES, these things happen in real life. Not a lot, but they do happen.
Hi Sam, I’ve been following this site for a while now. I’m a total faggot and was reading this story called My Younger Alpha Stepbrothers by a writte named “Chaz” (Or Uncle C). Whereas a 18-19 year old guy (named Barry) gets dominated and turned into a slave by their 15-16 yo stepbrothers (named Gunther and Lukas) who manhandle him, fuck him and make him their urinals everyday. Mid-way through the story, the stepbrother’s 15 yr old cousin (named Dolph) turns not just Barry, Lukas, Gunther but also their father (called Lars) into his sex slaves and urinal. So my question is does this stuff actually happen IRL Can a 15 yr old boy have such control over not just 1-2 boys their age but also full grown man? Have you seen it happen IRL? I’m an older fag (31 yrs of age) who’s into younger teen alphas so I was wondering if I have any chance atp.
Well, I’m not going to comment on fictional stories like this one since it openly admits to be fake. However, as a longtime reader of my work here and FWA you know that I’ve published stories much wilder than that one, and they are 100% true. Sometimes I’m shocked at the true stories I uncover to the point that I wrestle with the idea of publishing them.
Many of the most shocking true stories involve Alpha and faggot family members, fathers and sons and brothers. Ultimately I have chosen to publish them (despite the constant stream of criticism and threats of cancellation) because these often troubling stories tell us so much about how deeply Hierarchy affects us all.
So yes, these types of situations DO really occur. I’ve proven that beyond any doubt.
Sam, how much does your family know about your relationships with men? I ask this because as a faggot I cannot demand that my owner come to family events or holidays. Part of me wants to tell my parents I am in a relationship but I have no control in it. I also fear that this will devastate them. What are your thoughts Sam?
Hi brother. My family knows I’m a faggot; I told them a long time ago. And there was a huge fight about it, and feelings were hurt. However, we are fine now … because we don’t talk about it. And I also don’t bring a Master to the family Thanksgiving dinner, either.
Every family dynamic is different, and only you know how far you can push your family. I don’t think it’s necessary for any faggot to die on the hill for Hierarchy and proclaim it to the entire world. Your family doesn’t need to know a damned thing about what you do in your private life. If you can’t make it to a family function due to a Master … well, then you can’t make it. Your family will adjust to whatever you need to be happy in your own life. It’s your life to live, not theirs.
But let’s be frank – almost every parent, regardless of how liberal and open-minded they are, will be quite unhappy to hear that you’re a faggot. No parent wants their son to be used the way we are often used by Men. Being a faggot means no grandchildren, no family photo ops with little nuclear families gathered around the Christmas tree, etc. So they’ll always be upset.
Which is why I think you should just keep it to yourself and live the way you need in order to feel complete.
This post is part of a thread following the story of Sir James, a straight married Man coming to understand and embrace the faghood of his beloved son. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
I recently had a very touching Questions From Readers question from a worried 34-year-old father about his 16-year-old son he suspected was a faggot. You can read that question by CLICKING HERE. Despite some dumbasses in the comments section crying “FAKE!”, I think constructive people joined me to comfort that distressed father and give him a sense of direction with the issue.
This is a deeply personal and complicated problem for a straight father to confront. Faghood is something no father would want for his son, and in some ways it stabs at his own masculinity. Bad fathers would try to beat that faghood out of his son or even worse. But good fathers want to understand how they can understand the issue and try to protect their son while preparing them well for a future they can’t possibly understand. It can be overwhelming, to say the least.
Over the years I have received letters from parents of faggot sons much like the father above. It’s frightening to them, but always inspiring to me. These parents are the types of caretakers who truly love their son no matter what they are born to be. They just want their faggot sons to be safe and healthy and fulfilled in life. It’s a beautiful expression of love.
The father’s question was sent to me a week ago. Now I’ve received an email from a second father with a very similar problem:
Hi Sam,
My name is James and found your site because I was just doing some research because I have a feeling that my 16-year-old son may indeed be a faggot.
A few weeks ago his soccer coach told me that he walked into the locker room after a soccer practice and my son was on his knees sucking off one of his teammate. Then the other day his mother found a chastity cage in his gym bag. We are a bit of a loss on what to do next with him.
Should we sit down and talk to him. Should we cage him to keep him out of trouble? We are both a bit of a loss at this moment
I was deeply touched by the level of involvement these parents were prepared to try in order to help their child. I immediately wrote back.
Sir,
Thank you for reaching out to me! I can hear the tension in your words, and I do sympathize with you. Just don’t worry. It’s going to be okay!
First of all, let me remove any doubt: your son IS a faggot. There’s no question about it. If he’s sucking off straight Alphas on his team and he’s purchased a chastity cage (or was given one), then he’s most certainly a faggot.
Being a faggot isn’t necessarily a bad thing. The word has negative connotations, of course, but if your son has come to accept this as his identity, he can grow up to be very fulfilled as a proud faggot (like me) and find purpose as an owned faggot of an Alpha.
You and your wife need to put aside your own dreams for your son and allow him to express these things. I know that isn’t easy, but it must happen. If you try to box him in, he’s only going to rebel or, even worse, come to live a miserable life as a ghost of what he potentially could be. I’m sure you don’t want that.
It’s hard to advise you on how best to approach the subject with your son because I don’t know what your relationship is like with him. If you’re particularly close to him and speak freely with him, you might be able to have a full-blown talk about how you want him to be happy as a faggot but that he needs to be more careful about where he services Alphas. If you’re not as close, you might just tell him to make sure he’s careful when having sex in general.
Again, don’t panic. He’s always going to be your son even if he’s a faggot. Approaching this with care and love will assure that your son has the best possible start as a faggot, and he will have the self-respect required to make good decisions about who he serves.
If you have any additional questions, please feel free to write me, Sir!
This is always a difficult piece of advice to give a parent. I’m not officially a parent, so what do I know? But I gave this father my heart in the hope that I might reach his.
And it seems to have helped. I received this lovely response from this father today:
Hi Sam, Thanks so much for your reply, We have always been a very close family and learning that our little boy is indeed a faggot does not change a thing. And we are hanging out together this weekend and I will be telling him that I understand and we will always be there for him.
I hope you don’t mind me writing to you as I watch my baby boy blossom.
That means so much to me to hear him call his faggot son “baby boy”! I refer to my Syrian son as “Baby Boy” as well. They will always be our babies, no matter how old they get. And, like babies, we as fathers will do whatever we can to protect them!
I thank Sir James for sharing his story and trusting me with it. I will always stand beside these straight fathers who are willing to brave the unknown frontiers of their son’s futures!
