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I get questions about my classifications on my Hierarchy pyramid, and I try to explain my ideas as best I can. The “God Alpha” category might be the easiest to explain, because I think we all can conjure an idea about what that category of Alpha is like. In God Alphas we see supreme confidence, with other Alphas flocking around them to seek their advice and approval.

But what about the effect God Alphas have on the inferiors they own and use? Is that also measurable?

My blessed brother Noah has been faithfully serving a largely straight God Alpha he calls Master Hulk for quite some time now. Master Hulk has a gigantic dick and a huge, muscled body. He’s fucked plenty of girls, of course, but he’s also taken ownership of Noah as his personal faggot.

But apparently things have gotten a bit more defined between them since the last time Noah updated. But while reading this latest update, notice how Master Hulk’s God Alphahood has transformed Noah!

Hi Sam, this is faggot Noah again. Long time no see. I hope you are having a great summer, brother!

I wanted to share with you a quick update about my boyfriend and Master Hulk. He introduced me to all his friends, all of them straight, and some of them really homophobic. But Sam, he proved what a real Man is! He brought me with him to a birthday party full of his friends, and I was really scared. He literally arrived at the party proudly holding my hand and said “I know this might be weird because all of you have known me for dating multiple girls since high school, but I love Noah and he is my boyfriend now. If any girl here says something rude or homophobic and make him feel uncomfortable, I will just leave the party with him and not talk to you anymore. But if any guy does the same, I will punch your face, no matter how many faces I need to punch. Is that clear?” My mouth got wet craving for his big cock when he did that. It was the best example of a real Alpha attitude I have ever seen! He could easily date a girl and fuck me without telling anyone, and I would gladly accept to be his side cumdump. But no, he held my hand, introduced me as his boyfriend, and demanded respect on my behalf. I love my Hulk!

His friends reacted really well (or maybe they were just afraid of my man’s big arms lol). But they were all really nice and respectful. I had a really great time with all of them. The guys said that I was welcome to the group and we talked for hours about many different things. But something interesting happened after a while… we were all drunk after several drinks, and the guys went to the other room to watch a soccer game on the TV. Hulk held my hands and asked if I wanted to join them or stay outside with the girlfriends, and I was feeling really good with the girls, so I stayed outside. He kissed me on the lips in front of the girls and went back to the other room. Since we were all drunk and there were no men around, I guess the girls lost their social filter, and started talking about their intimacy with their boyfriends. How they fuck, how they behave after sex, their cock size, etc. And you won’t believe what happened! Most of them were high school friends, so they’ve known each other for many years. I was just quietly listening to the girls because 1) It was the first time I met them and knew nothing about them; 2) I didn’t know if Hulk wanted me to talk about our sexual life, so I wanted to respect his privacy. One of the girls, a really sexy one with big boobs, looked at me while we were still drinking and said “Noah baby, it was truly a surprise to see that Hulk liked boys, I would never guess he was gay, but what matters is that he is happy” (ofc she did not say Hulk, but I’ll keep referring to him like that to respect his identity). I didn’t want to explain anything about hierarchy and me being his faggot, so I just said “well, he is actually bisexual, he still likes girls a lot”, and just chuckled. I didn’t say that we have an agreement that I was his only boy, but that he can fuck as many girls as he wants. But the girl, already quite drunk and fearless to say what came to her mind, just answered “well, I don’t think bisexuality exists, if his cock gets hard for another man, he is gay, and that’s it, but not that I have anything against that”

I wasn’t offended at all, but I think one of the other girls noticed that this was not very kind to say, so she mocked at the first one saying “well, we all know why you are so surprised”, and all the girls started laughing. Then she confessed that years ago she lost her virginity with my Master Hulk! And in fact they told me that he fucked almost all the girls in the class both in high school and at college. I just laughed and said that everything was fine, and that what matters is that we were all happy with our current partners. Then another girl, also quite drunk, looked at the first girl and said “you’re just jealous because Noah takes the biggest cock in town and you weren’t able to do it” I was not expecting this at all! I blushed so hard, that I just looked at my glass and pretended that nothing happened, but for my surprise the girl with big boobs laughed too and said “well, am I supposed to be ashamed of that? I did my best, but it’s just impossible, we fucked a few times, but I always told him to finish on his hands, it’s too much of a work out for me, my current boyfriend has half of his size and it’s enough for me” all the girls were laughing in a friendly way, so I got a bit more comfortable. Even so, I didn’t want to expose my Master, so I just smiled and said “he’s in fact a really sweet guy”, but then the topic was already on his huge cock, so the girls wanted to know everything about it. Another one looked at me and said “you know, I truly admire the gays, I have a pussy and struggle to take some cocks, I can’t imagine how you guys can take it in the ass” at this point we were already more comfortable with each other, so I just chuckled again and said that it is all a matter of training, and the first girl, the one who lost her virginity to my Master, said “so you are probably training with a construction hammer hitting your butt, baby”

We kept laughing and drinking while the guys were watching the game, but I honestly liked the girls, they were really friendly, although really ignorant about what bisexuality means, and even more ignorant about how hierarchy works. When we were back home, my Master told me that most of the guys didn’t mention anything about me while they were only among the Men, but one of the guys asked him how it feels to fuck ass because his girlfriend refused to do it. My amazing Master told me that he just said “how it feels? warm and tight, but if you wanna try it, go find another one because Noah is already mine” Then he said that all the guys laughed at him and they kept watching the game.

When we were both drunk after the party we took a shower together, and he just said “how drunk are you? are you gonna throw up on my cock if I fuck your throat right now?” But I drank a lot of water and much less alcohol than the girls on purpose because I knew he would be horny after the party. So I got down on my knees, sucked his cock and balls like a pro, and the rest was on his hands, he didn’t even dry my whole body, he just rubbed the towels on my stomach and on my ass, picked me up on his Hulk arms, threw me on his bed, and I closed my eyes waiting for it. Since he was not sober, I thought he would just spit on my hole and go all the way down, but he was thoughtful enough to put lube in my pussy and on his cock. I can’t blame the girl for not being able to take his cock, I really can’t. He hugged be from behind after fingering me and just said “let’s go, baby, take my cock” and I didn’t even have time to answer him. He went all the way down, faster than usual. You know when a Man hugs you from behind and you can barely move? That’s what he loves doing to me, this is his favorite position. He hugs me with his huge arms, forces my body against the bed, and presses me until I feel the air leaving my lungs, while he pounds my ass with all his strength. And I love when he does it! He really banged my hole that day, I think the drinks plus his friend asking about how my ass feels turned him on a lot, because I could feel his balls pressing against my butt, my hole had not option other than accept his fate and surrender to that incredible Man. He also covered my mouth, which he had never done before, and kept repeating “that’s it, just like a slut, baby, I love you, my little slut, my good faggot” I just surrended, Sam. I didn’t try to talk or move, I just kept my eyes closed, my mouth shut while he was going deeper than ever. And it felt amazing, I loved to take him in all his raw Alpha energy. When he came, I was literally shaking in his arms, I felt my hole turning into a pussy around his cock, craving for his seed, my whole body was shaking. I guess I was cunted, I don’t know, but I know that it felt amazing. I felt like the world’s luckiest faggot when he started to shoot his cum inside me. And guess what, he fell asleep on top of me, with his cock still inside my ass. I tried to move him to the other side of the bed, but I call him the Hulk for a reason, his way heavier than me, so I just closed my eyes and felt his breath on my neck while he slept, and after a while I also fell asleep.

That’s it, Sam! Sorry for the long text, I hope it does not bother you to read it. But I wanted to share this update with you. Your thoughts were really important to me and I appreciate your support, brother. If I have more questions or another nice update, I’ll let you know. Thank you!

There is a certain confidence that comes over a faggot when their God Alpha Master accepts them as their personal and beloved possession. That was certainly the way I felt with Master Aaron and Master Chris. They loved me as more than a cumdump, and that changed my whole perception about myself and my place. I suddenly realized more was possible if I just served discreetly and enthusiastically remained obedient.

You can see that with Noah. The conversation with the drunk girls could’ve been bad if Noah had been insecure or felt the need to defend his place with his Master. However, because Master Hulk had so boldly defined his place within his Kingdom from the outset, Noah felt secure enough to simply stay quiet and protect his Master’s dignity.

And I cannot express the importance of this. Alphas love to know their faggots can be trusted to protect their personal information and interests. Alphas absolutely look at their faggots as extensions of themselves, obedient slaves that exist to glorify them and seek their pleasure.

I’m guessing that Master Hulk never talked to Noah about being his “boyfriend” (or being introduced as such) until the moment arrived. This is, again, very Alpha behavior. Alphas always assume they can claim anyone they want and that those people will simply bend to their will. This is absolutely true of God Alphas like Master Hulk. They dictate the terms, always. Noah was smart to simply roll with it and play along with the ruse!

I wish Master Hulk appreciated the legend he’s created with his dominance and his giant cock. These girls endlessly babbling about being railed by him right in front of his faggot is almost too hilarious! Noah really handled that well … I know how I am and how my smart mouth runs away with me. Noah was discreet and proper in the moment. Master Hulk should really be proud of him!

Noah asks me if I’ve ever had an Alpha hold me in that position while fucking/breeding me. YES! and YES I agree it’s an amazing position to be taken by a much larger Alpha (Master Aaron did this to me often). I was never cunted in this position, but I’m so glad Noah experienced cunting like that!

This is a really significant update from my brother Noah! There’s a real relationship forming here! I hope Noah remembers his place and devotes himself even more to service! Now’s the time to reinforce the disparity in their relationship! Yes, Master Hulk called Noah is boyfriend, but we all know the real truth underlying it.

Thank you, Noah! Beautiful update and a perfect example!

Always,

sam the faggot

hey sam!

i had a question about friendship, i saw one time that you said you have straight Male friends who know that youre a faggot, and i’m curious how They feel about it. Is it a topic you talk about with Them, does it go unspoken? And do you have any advice on how a faggot can find straight friends?

Thank you for the great question!

Anybody who has listened to the Hierarchy Podcast and heard me speak knows how I am about being a faggot. I’m neither shy nor ashamed of the fact that I’m a faggot. In fact, I’m proud of it. Because of my faghood, I understand the true meaning of Alphahood and have the undeniable privilege of serving our greatest of Men!

Virtually all of my straight friends know of my faggot status. Most of them find it amusing (they especially love the fact that they can use the word “faggot” around me because they love the word and think it’s hilarious (I agree!). Some of them have asked me pointed questions about why I consider myself to be a faggot, which of course leads into a reasoned discussion of hierarchy. After that, they seem to understand and accept what I am.

I realize I’m the exception, though. I’m a pretty fearless communicator and I have a sharp-enough wit to handle myself. I understand that most people can’t go that far with it.

But I look at it this way: my pride and fearlessness has put me into a mentor faggot role, and I’m leading a movement to strengthen my fellow faggots. I want to be strong for my brothers and help them become strong, too!

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It’s been a couple of days since we arrived at the cottage.

I had settled into a routine, one that revolved around taking care of the men.

The men:

My boyfriend: Declan & his buddy: Rick

My daily routine included:

Waking up earlier than them and doing Rick’s morning chores, which included: Watering the grass, flowers, and plants, setting up the beach chairs, gathering fresh towels and cleaning the outdoor shower, preparing the coffee, picking up the beer cans and bottles around the firepit

Declan usually slept in, but Rick was up early, sitting quietly on the deck. When I saw him, I’d bring him his coffee and sit with him briefly before getting back to my chores. He’d sip his coffee, smoke his cigarettes, and watch me.

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On the second morning, Rick said, “Declan is a lucky guy to have such an obedient boyfriend. You should be proud of yourself.”

I blushed. I was proud of myself.

Once Declan woke up, he’d join Rick on the deck. I made sure his coffee was ready and kept both their mugs topped up.

One of my additional tasks was applying suntanning oil to both of them. It was always a struggle doing Rick—his toned body made my chastity cage strain uncomfortably.

That day, Rick gave me a few extra tasks:

Carrying firewood to the pit, setting up a cooler full of beer and ice by the beach and laying out towels for tanning

I laid out three towels, but later noticed one had been removed and folded away. I guess that meant I wasn’t tanning with them today.

By 2 PM, the men were well into their drinks. I was allowed to join in and had a couple beers myself. While watering the grass, I saw them both approach. Declan kissed me gently—and while I was distracted, Rick grabbed my arm from behind.

Before I knew what was happening, they had me on the ground. I was lying on my stomach, confused, as they handcuffed my wrists behind my back.

Me: “What’s going on, guys? You know I’d comply willingly.”

Declan: “Be quiet, Zack.”

They lifted me to my feet and escorted me to a bushy area near the trees. One cuff was released only to reattach my arms—this time around the trunk of a tree. I was now kneeling, helpless, my hands secured around the bark.

Declan walked away. Rick crouched in front of me, looked me in the eye, then spat on my face.

Rick: “Your boyfriend and I want to enjoy some drinks and a book by the lake. If we hear a peep from you, I’ll stuff one of my dirty socks in your mouth and duct tape it shut.

Just relax. Enjoy nature. We’ll be watching from the lake.”

It was the first time Rick had ever asserted such dominance. I was stunned. Humiliated. And I couldn’t do a thing—just kneel there, his spit drying on my face.

What I didn’t know was that Declan had logged into my X account and posted:

“At a buddy’s cottage. Who wants me to cuff Zack, drag him into the woods, tie him fully naked to a tree and piss all over him while we drink in the sun? Maybe Rick adds his too. 😈

Hit up my throne if you want to make it happen. Just added: Cottage Soaking While Stored.”

https://x.com/jktoronto11/status/1922735939039670707?s=46&t=blbTY-cC-2tO1piyP4MQeQ

@keyofkink—someone I regularly chat with—saw it. And apparently, he helped make Declan’s “wish” come true. (He requested I stay clothed)

An hour passed before Declan returned. He kissed me and said he loved me. Then he unzipped his shorts, pulled out his cock, and let loose.

He pissed all over me—face, shirt, shorts—everything soaked in his golden spray. Then, without a word, he walked away.

Thirty minutes later, still drenched and stinking of piss, Rick strolled over.

Me: “Any chance I could get something to drink? It’s hot. Maybe a water? Or beer?”

Rick smirked, then without a word, pulled out his cock.

It was thick, uncut, and glistening with pre-cum. He must have seen my jaw drop, because he laughed.

Rick: “Sure. Open up, urinal.”

I knew I wasn’t getting water. I opened my mouth. His sun-warmed cock slid in, and he held my head.

Rick: “Drink up.”

He pissed. I swallowed. As much as I could. Some of it spilled out, but I didn’t resist. He eventually stepped back and walked away.

And I stayed there, tied up, watching them lounge by the lake—laughing, drinking, being men.

This went on for hours. Occasionally, one would come piss on me again, or in me. At one point Rick came by and said:

Rick: “Declan’s napping. I told him I’d take care of you. Open up.”

I expected more piss. But once his cock slid into my mouth, it got hard—and stayed hard.

He didn’t say much. He just started thrusting. Slowly at first, then more forcefully.

He used my throat like a toy. I gagged at first, but eventually my body adjusted. He fucked my face for about twenty minutes, until he came hard down my throat.

He pulled out and looked at me.

Rick: “Here’s a towel. I’m removing the cuffs. Strip—get naked.”

I obeyed. Standing naked in front of him, he looked down and burst out laughing.

Rick: “What the fuck is that? Declan never told me your cock’s locked.”

Me: “He didn’t do it for this trip. I’ve been locked for over 330 days. I haven’t seen or touched my cock in almost a year.”

He cuffed my hands in front and pointed to the shower.

Rick: “Go clean up. You’re barbecuing after.”

As I turned to leave, towel in hand, he called after me:

Rick: “Excuse me?! Aren’t you going to thank me for my load?”

I turned, dropped to my knees, kissed his feet.

Me: “Thank you. Your seed was amazing—it’ll give me energy to serve you both later.”

Rick: “That’s hot. Okay—go.”

True story… the end

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I had plans to go out with a buddy of mine to a local pub to have some beers.
My buddy was on his way soon but before he arrived, I had to make sure Declan was set up with:

➡️ I made sure to clean up the condo.
➡️I cooked food on the BBQ… I made a huge steak, asparagus and a baked potato’s for Declan.
➡️Massaged his feet.
➡️I prepared his lunch and breakfast for the next day.
➡️Got an allowance to spend for the night.

Declan was very happy but he said that we had time before my buddy arrived and wanted to try out the straight jacket.

He put me in it and fasten all the restraints very tightly. He then made me lay on my stomach and tied my ankles to the jacket. I was helpless and hogtied. He continued to watch his show while using me as a footstool.

As time went on I tried to tell him that my buddy would arrive soon but he had his dirty sock in my mouth and taped up so I wasn’t able to speak.

A moment of horror when I heard the door bell. (OH FUCK HE IS HERE!!!!)

He got up and I heard him greet him and laugh as he said:

“Zack’s a little tied up at the moment and I’m deciding it if I will allow him to go out still. Come in, get us a beer and come see the real Zack”

As I heard him in the kitchen getting beers, then I heard Declan say:

“Zack prepared my dinner, be a lad and bring it to me. I’m starving!”

I was humiliated that Declan outed me to my buddy. I’m laying on the floor, hogtied and Declan’s feet on top of me and my buddy sat beside him laughing. Seconds later my buddy and boyfriend ignored me and chatted about his vacation. It’s like I wasn’t there.

The worst part is my buddies smelly feet are now rubbing my face.

My buddy Tom later said:

“Hey, you ok if I don’t go out with Zack and stay here for a while? Sure love to know more about your relationship. This is fucking amazing. I am shocked as I thought you were his submissive.”

Declan: “Yes but it’s your job to fetch my beers!”

Hours later they had decided to watch a movie and I can hear whispering and moments later I was blindfolded. The both grabbed me and carried me a few feet away and that’s when I heard slurping sounds. (OMG MY BUDDY IS SUCKING MY BOYFRIENDS COCK!)

Declan: “oh fuck you ready to swallow? It’s going to be a big load!”

I was then pushed back near the couch and now I had both their feet on me. My buddy finished his beer and said his goodbye and left.

Declan untied my feet and said.

“Ok I fucking love this straight jacket that one of your followers bought me. It’s bed time… BTW it was nice to meet Tom. He just texted me and wants to go see a movie with me sometime.”

He took the jacket off and put me in the cage and said that I won’t be sucking him tonight since my buddy did a good job. He locked the door and I never heard from him until the next morning.

True story… the end?

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Hi. I am wondering how I let a straight alpha male know I am available for service. We have been friends for 8 years now and in that time I have tried to be as obedient as possible. I have always gone along with his suggestions and desires, I have done everything I can to make his life better and more enjoyable. For his part, he seems to know I am “always game” for whatever he has in mind. He has a very dominant attitude with most people in his life and I know from some very frank conversations we have had that he is a rough BDSM master in bed. I also know he has repeatedly complained about women not putting out, not doing all the stuff he wants to do and not being submissive or service oriented enough for his liking.

Next week we will be going on holiday to a cabin together, and all of our other friends have apparently pulled out. To make sure we can still go and that he can have the holiday he deserves, I have covered their shares of the holiday and I have told him it is “so he can still have his holiday” and his only response was that I was such a good friend, when in actuality I am hoping to be his good fag. I have told him I am always happy to help in any way he wants, but he just laughed and said that gay men were funny. Is he oblivious or drawing a line? And if it is the former, how do I get him to see me as the faggot I am beneath him in the hierarchy?

Straight Alphas like him suffer from two simultaneously-running problems. (1) Gay males deserve the same respect as any other Man, and (2) what I call “nice guy syndrome”. 

I’m going to posit this: your friend has thought about using you sexually. He might even be quite interested in doing so. Why do I say that? Because he’s repeatedly complaining TO YOU about how women aren’t serving him and submitting to him enough. I think if you had done anything to help him see what you really are – a faggot – he would’ve used you. 

But let’s focus on what’s coming up. Serendipity has gifted you some time alone with him in a secluded place. Now’s the time, brother. Sit at his feet. Offer him a foot massage. Kiss his feet. See where I’m going with this? 

Start a conversation with him about Alphahood. Ask him if he considers himself to be Alpha. lead it into a discussion of Hierarchy. Show him material from this site if you need to (I have a “letter to an alpha” in the sidebar that he can read). He needs to grasp the inequality between you, and that you have a natural place as his servant, not his friend. 

The sooner you do this during the trip, the better. This will give him time to digest the information and act on it. 

You MUST do this. You have a prime opportunity to finally reveal the truth to this great Alpha! Good luck, and keep me posted!  

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