The following post is part of a thread following the life and teachings of a 30-year-old God Alpha named Master Maurice as he takes ownership of a disabled faggot named Édouard. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Faggots in general are insecure creatures. After all, we are weak, slavishly addicted to service and submission. We are conditioned by both our Hierarchical place and by the Alphas who own/use us to always remember our fallen, inferior state.

In fact, it’s our weak and submissive state that makes Alphas love owning us.

But such a place in Hierarchy creates self-esteem issues. Many faggots struggle with intense feelings of worthlessness and shame. Alphas grew up as beautiful, desirable, popular, and well-adjusted; on the flip side, faggots grew up with none of those formative advantages. Faggots are often the outcast, the forgotten, the shunned. Faggots are often used and tossed away. Self-esteem is definitely difficult to cultivate, even in the best circumstances.

Which is why I initially flinched when Master Maurice wrote to me about wanting to take ownership of a beautiful faggot named Éduoard who happens to be paralyzed from the waist down. Instantly I put myself in my brother’s place, and imagined how I’d feel trying to serve a gorgeous and healthy God Alpha while being crippled. Oh gosh, whenever I do I feel a wave of shame ripple through me!

I flinched because I knew the difficult road ahead, a road Master Maurice was bravely willing to travel because he is a great Protector Alpha and he loved that beautiful faggot. I hoped that somehow Master Maurice’s influential power and his gigantic heart would help little, broken Éduoard finally find completion.

But, as always, roads often become bumpy … and undriveable.

Hey Sam,

Here is Master Maurice from Switzerland again. I have been learning a lot about how to properly use my fag. I don’t know if you remember him, but he has a disability and cannot walk. He can only move his neck and arms. I think I’ve been taking care of him very well, but I have an issue that you might be able to help.

He always repeats how hot I am and considering that I have been working out since I was 18, I guess he’s right. I am tall and consider myself a quite confident and handsome Alpha Man. The problem is that my boy is constantly afraid of being replaced. He has been saying things like “why would a man like you stay with a fag like me? I can’t even walk” And that’s crazy because I was the one hitting on him from the beginning, I wanted to feed and breed him from the first time I put my eyes on him. And he’s a really hot twink with a tight ass, but he thinks he is worthless because of his condition.

Sometimes I like to watch porn while he sucks my cock, and a few days ago we were doing this and something quite unusual happened. I know that my boy feels bad for not being able to offer his ass to me doggy style, it’s a big taboo in his mind. So I always try to be thoughtful and watch fags being fucked on their stomachs, although he has never asked me such a thing. So a few days ago I was watching this really sexy blonde twink getting fucked on his stomach while the Alpha was banging him just like I do with my boy. I was getting close and everything was going really well with his mouth serving my cock and balls. But then the fag on the video put his ass up and he Alpha held his ass doggy style. I noticed that my boy saw it but he was a good boy and continued to suck me until I finished in his mouth. He swallowed my cum as I trained him to do, and in less than five minutes he started to cry with all the air of his lungs, weeping histerically. I comforted him in my arms trying to understand what was going on. And my boy just repeated that he was a useless boyfriend because I would never be able to fuck him missionary or doggy style. My balls were empty and I just wanted to relax and fall asleep, but I spent an hour taking care of my boy until he stopped crying.

So Sam, I’d like to hear from you. How can I show my boy how special he is? I took him as my boyfriend, I introduced him to my friends, I call him a good boy every single day, and really take care of him. But he has this huge internal block in his mind affecting his self-esteem.

Ironically enough, I have no intention to break up with him because of his disability. But yesterday I thought for the first time that dealing with these crises so often, while there are thousands of twinks in my city willing to serve me, might be too much for me. Am I an asshole for thinking like that?

Thanks, Sam

I openly cried when I first read Master Maurice’s letter. I feel so much of Éduoard’s pain, shame, and crushing frustration. This faggot understandably feels so inadequate that he’s unable to embrace the great fortune he has of being owned by a God Alpha like Master Maurice. It’s like having the most delectable feast laid out before you, but because you feel fat you never enjoy a single bite.

I’m instantly reminded of my time as the owned faggot of Master Aaron. The Alphas I’ve served were all good-looking in various ways, but Master Aaron was truly breathtaking. He had a model’s face and a gorgeous, muscular body wrapped in a tan that looked as delicious as it tasted. As a straight Alpha, he had his pick of females, but he chose to own ME … and I could never understand it, let alone accept it. Master Aaron’s occasional gifts to me (like flowers or heartfelt cards) or his compliments when I served him helped soothe my self-esteem issues, but they never went away completely.

But I wasn’t crippled, either. I can only imagine if I had been crippled, my situation with Master Aaron would’ve been drastically different.

What Master Maurice is attempting to do here is admirable – beautiful, even – but I’m not sure the self-esteem issues will ever go away. Not completely. I did some research into this topic (since I have little practical experience), and here are some suggestions (from research and my own brain) to boost Éduoard’s self-esteem:

1. Encourage artistic expression. One thing the handicapped need are personal outlets, ways for them to express themselves through art of some kind. That could be writing, sculpting, music, singing, public speaking, drawing, etc. When they try these art forms, be encouraging and genuinely complimentary.

2. Encourage personal growth. Disabled people sometimes wallow in feelings of helplessness and self-pity. Push them to try new things that initially might even be a little bit of a struggle for them, but once successful can be sources of pride. Of course, be helpful and encouraging when they try.

3. Try to find humor in situations. This can be tricky, but disabled people who can laugh at themselves and their situations have much better success with self-esteem. Disabled people are just like every other screwed up person on the planet. Laughing at it helps the pain and burden lighter for them, and everyone else.

4. Try to keep a proper perspective. A disabled person isn’t dead, nor are they useless. While we have life, we have possibilities. There might be limitations on what we can do, but we can find joy in the things we can!

5. Don’t give up on them. Disabled people fear abandonment more than anything else. They often need people anyway, but they don’t want to lose the support that keeps them fighting for their lives. Keep showing them you love them and care about them and that they’re a special part of your life!

Master Maurice has accepted a tremendous assignment. He’s elected to become that Superman other Men and Alphas could never be. He’s already fulfilled practically every dream Éduoard could possibly have.

But the road ahead will still be difficult, no doubt. Perhaps some of the tips I’ve provided above can help Éduoard build up some self-confidence and sense of worth. I hope so! He’s a good faggot who has been gifted with the opportunity of a lifetime – serving a God Alpha daily!

But my heart goes out to Master Maurice in particular. It’s clear he desperately wants to reach Éduoard and lift him up emotionally, and his honest letter reveals some of the heartbreak he’s feeling right now. He may never manage to accomplish it entirely, at least not the way he wants.

I hope he does win this battle against Éduoard’s insecurities! But I bless him and thank him for trying at all!

I love you, Master Maurice!

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

Some readers expressed disbelief after I published my last story about Master Jose’s return trip to Master Lorenzo’s Brazilian palace. In that story I detailed how Master Lorenzo mounted and bred Master Jose a couple of times during his stay there, and how he felt even more empowered after the experience.

“How could that be possible?” asked several readers. As someone who has devoted more time and mental energy to the topic of Hierarchy than maybe anyone on Earth, I could still only make educated guesses as to why it works that way. The best explanation I have is that Alphas who share intimacies with each other are sharing power, reveling in the Alphahood they share. Alphas are very physical and visual animals, so these moments might be a way for them to communicate a wide variety of things with only each other.

Ultimately, how it works isn’t important for faggots like me to know. Some knowledge in this world is reserved for Alphas and their tight-knit fraternity, and rightfully so.

Master Jose has been learning about faggot ownership and service since coming across this site, so he hadn’t had much experience in using faggots prior to his trips to Brazil to visit with his God Alpha brother Master Lorenzo and his fags. You can kind of understand why Master Jose was so eager to return there and sample more faggot worship!

But the burning question since then has been this one: how will the truths Master Lorenzo taught Master Jose change his life?

Now we have an answer:

Hey Sam,

This is Jose, Master Lorenzo’s brother from Mexico.

It’s been a while since I came back from his house and I moved out from my parents house, so I live by myself now. A lot of alone time to think about who I am. As you know, I let him fuck and breed me when I was there and I don’t regret it at all. I feel that we are connected forever as Alpha brothers now. But even in another country he helped me again to see who I really am.

Last week I was really horny and couldn’t stop thinking about my time with him, Gio, and Rafa. So I asked my brother if I could have a video call with Gio because I wanted him to serve me. My brother was at work and said that I could do whatever I wanted with Gio online as long as the fag was free when he arrived home. So I had a great afternoon with that sexy slut, he showed me his pussy, talked dirty to me on video, and even fucked his pussy with a dildo calling my name. I came three times and felt amazing. Then Lorenzo arrived from work and wanted Gio’s pussy. I guess he wanted to show who is the big Alpha in the house (although he doesn’t need to) because he fucked Gio really hard and let the video call open for me to see him, and it was so fucking hot.

But anyway, I used Gio several times last week, until Lorenzo called me one day, which he hardly ever does. Then he said “brother, you know that I’m happy to share Gio with you and he loves you as well, but this is not the life I want for you. You should be fucking and breeding faggots, conquering all of them in your city. You don’t need to use my property online. I want you to have what you deserve.” He was so sweet but at the same time so firm that I only said “yes brother, you’re right, brother”

Long story short, I went on Grindr to see what I could find and it took only 20 minutes to find an available faggot. He isn’t as cute as Giovanni, but our precious slut put the bar too high for other boys. On the next day, I fucked another one and last weekend I fucked 3 different fags: friday, saturday, and sunday. And it feels so good Sam! And you know what? everytime when I fuck a faggot in my house now that I live by myself I take them to my bathroom and bathe them with my own hands, just like Lorenzo taught me to do. Some of them find it awkward, but so far all of them ended up accepting it. I fucked multiple fags and I feel more and more powerful thanks to my brother. But I wanna have a in-house fag like Gio. Next time I go to Brazil, I wanna bring something for my brother to use as well…

That’s it Sam, take care
We all love you in Lorenzo’s Kingdom

Now THAT is what I call transformation!

I was wondering when Master Jose would finally start to really apply his abundant power and start conquering the many faggots in Mexico. His early hesitancy made me nervous for his trip to be bred by Master Lorenzo. I was afraid the experience of being bred might cause Master Jose to discover he was actually a faggot!

Fortunately that didn’t happen; instead, it made him more confident and much more powerful!

But I do honestly love the fact that it took Master Lorenzo firmly pushing him out of the proverbial nest, giving him permission to go forth and LIVE! With that phone call, Master Jose finally tossed caution and hesitation to the side and began to take what has belonged to him since birth!

I rejoice at hearing the surprised joy in Master Jose’s words after breeding multiple faggots! It’s like hearing from a lion after the first time he killed an antelope and tasted meat!

I’m also glad to hear how well he learned powerful lessons from Master Lorenzo. For instance, Master Jose is continuing Master Lorenzo’s habit of hand-washing his faggots after use, something I found terribly impressive and touching. This is how Protector Alphas build up Alpha lieutenants around them who share a solid core of values and standards. Love it!

A lot of credit goes to my beloved Master Lorenzo. He’s so insightful and commanding, just as you’d expect from a God Alpha! He’s always in complete control of his entire Kingdom, and that includes his Alpha brothers.

And it’s clear how deeply Master Jose respects and appreciates Master Lorenzo. His insistence on taking ownership of at least one faggot so he can repay Master Lorenzo with it is tribute, pure and simple!

With such training and support, Master Jose is learning not only how to fly, but how to SOAR! I have a feeling he is going to ascend to the highest heights!!

Thank you to Master Jose (and Master Lorenzo) for sharing this update!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the life of domination of a God Alpha named Master Jase. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!

“Mommy always said there were no monsters … no real monsters … but there are …” – Newt to Ellen Ripley in ALIENS (1986).

Typically we are programmed to run in terror from monsters. Our natural instinct for survival kicks in, and our flight response forces us to flee.

But faggots are a curious anomaly. We encounter monsters quite often in our lives, monsters in the form of overwhelming Alpha power and dominance …. and we run TO THEM. Rather than having a healthy flight response, our need to serve such Alpha power is stronger.

Of course, we end up pulverized, gaped, bruised, and bred in every hole in our bodies and maybe even a few new ones. And we are left exhilarated.

Master Jase is one of those monsters. Anyone who has ever experienced him in real life or heard the Paul Bunyun-esque tales of his exploits would equate him with some of the scariest beasts of legend. But unlike a Bigfoot or a Loch Ness Monster, Master Jase is very real … and he’s not hiding.

It’s been a little while since Master Jase had updated me, but he reached out once again after quite a busy period with this gem:

It’s been a busy period, fag. To summarise, work finished two weeks ago, busiest period of the year. I then had a boxing fight night on the 27th last month interstate away from home, and won decisively with a brutal tko. Made a new fag out of my beaten opponent in the post party. Pounded and bred a regular fighter fag repeatedly who I stayed with overnight.

Back home, two sex parties back to back, one with a muscle orgy. Nothing better than leaving hunked up bodies stretched over furniture with mouths and cunts gaping from my cock and leaking out my seed. Then these past three days, had a camping trip with two soldier sluts on leave. Wrecked and reshaped their tight cunts back to the size and shape of my cock repeatedly.

Back home to more training and a get together with the rugby ream, and just returned from rearranging my coach’s organs with my fat cock for the past five hours.

I breathlessly commented how incredible it is that he has the stamina and focus to accomplish that amount of conquering. He replied this way:

Silly fag. You should know by now that Alphas can have extremes of stamina and energy to complete tasks and make our presence known.

I’m not a god alpha for no reason. Sometimes even I question my inexhaustible sexual stamina and power. But yes, I have been absent from this platform for a period of time. Messaging others has been low on my list of priorities.

Master Jase is a monster, but he’s a monster with a purpose. He “kills” his prey, but not in the way a different kind of monster might. No, he “kills” them by dominating them and breeding them so thoroughly that they die to their former course of life and are resurrected as zombies with gaped cunts and listless eyes now starving for his cum.

And it might seem cruel, but ultimately Master Jase is setting them free. They are now free to become what nature truly intended for them.

That sounds like a monster attack any faggot should welcome, not fear!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the rise of a straight Alpha named Master Diante, a well-hung 28-year-old Alpha who lives with his girlfriend and three live-in faggots. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

I’m so glad I restarted the Hierarchy University Discord, which sat largely vacant and desiccated for the longest time. The community is now flourishing, and it’s filled with some truly powerful, visionary Alphas and dedicated, eager faggots. I’m especially impressed by the Alpha fraternity on the server, which is populated by a large array of truly superior Men, some of whom I’ve known for years.

But there is only one true God Alpha on the server: a straight Alpha named Master Diante.

He caught my eye immediately when he joined because of the eye-popping avatar pic of his gigantic cock (look, I’m a faggot, okay?). Then I noticed how he effortlessly took command of the various rooms and set the tone in general. It was a role that clearly came naturally to him.

Then I began to talk to him, and suddenly I realized what I was dealing with: a God Alpha in the mold of some of the most powerful Men I’ve ever known. I had to know more!

Master Diante currently lives with a girlfriend and three live-in faggots. Yes, THREE! It seems that Master Diante has managed to achieve the elusive goal that many straight Alphas have struggled to attain: how to have a girlfriend/wife while also owning live-in faggots (yes, I’ve known many straight Alphas who want this!). It’s pretty much a testament to the raw power he possesses, and nothing more.

Here’s Master Diante discussing his arrangement:

I’ve got 3 fags:
Michael, who I’ve owned for 12 years. He was actually my childhood friend growing up until I realized I was an Alpha and he was a faggot
Gerald: I’ve owned him for 5 years
John (the cuck): I’ve owned him for just over a year now, I moved in with them full time 6 months ago
or i guess they moved in with us, is a better turn of phrase

I was curious about the sexual aspect of that situation, so Master Diante confirmed something for me:

I mean, I’m always horny so usually I breed 1 or 2 of the fags a day, sometimes all 3 if im really in a rut. By breed, I don’t mean only fucking their pussies, I breed their throats as well of course

I had to know more about his ownership of Michael, which occurred when they were just turning into teenagers and Master Diante was only beginning to grasp his tremendous power.

We were both 12 … it was the summer after 6th grade. well, like I said we were always good friends growing up, but even as young as kindergarten the differences were clear. I was always into manly things like action figures and sports, and he was always very feminine, weak, thin, and had no liking for sports, he enjoyed playing house, or doctor, or things like that… But still we remained friends and I became somewhat of a protector to him, especially with the other boys who liked to pick on and bully Michael. The differences became more and more clear as we got older, and I think it peaked when I started going through puberty, I started becoming more and more protective of Michael, we spent almost every weekend together at eachothers houses, playing video games and joking around… He would attend my Football and Basketball games and cheer me on.

Of course we were pre-teen boys so when we finally discovered porn, it played a big role in our time together, it was at a sleepover with Michael and one of my team mates that things really escalated. My team mate suggested that we all masturbate together. I was down because I had been jerking for quite awhile now. So I was the first to pull my pants down and start stroking, my team mate shortly followed, but Michael was hesitant. I asked Michael what was wrong and he said looking at us, he was embarassed by his size. I told him I’m sure he was fine and so he pulled down his pants and briefs… Lets just say I was wrong, It was like a little mushroom head with no shaft.

my team mate started laughing and i told him to knock it off because Michael was starting to get upset… I turned off the porn and asked my friend to leave. After my teammate left, Michael and I had a long and serious conversation, I asked him if he had any idea how small he actually was and he told me that he always thought he was average. We did some research on the internet that night and found out that no, he was not in fact average. He had some questions for me too, like what it was like to have such a big penis and what it felt like. I told him he could feel it if he wanted to and he started stroking me. One thing led to another and his mouth ended up on my cock after some time. I’ll admit, it felt good, better than this girl I was seeing at the time. after he sucked for a little bit, i pulled his head up and said “You understand that we can’t go back to being friends after this” he looked sad and said “oh” I told him “but you still can be of use to me.”

That’s pretty much the origin story of Michael, haha

So after that conversation i pushed Michael’s head back on my cock and he kept sucking me, after awhile i felt myself getting close and started fucking his face, he was gagging and coughing, but he didnt take his mouth off my cock. He took my load in his mouth but he immediately spit it out. I told him that a fag should never spit out a Man’s seed. I slapped his face and pulled him over my knee. i pulled down his elastic shorts and briefs and spanked his butt until he apologized and said “I’m sorry Sir.”

After that night, every time we spent the night together, he would blow me at least once, sometimes more. He started calling me Sir, even when around other people, and it became clear to him and everyone that we were not equals anymore, I was his Owner and he was my property, to do with and use as I pleased.

About a month later when he was blowing me, i noticed that his hand went onto his peepee, which i didn’t like. I took my cock out of his mouth, slapped him across the face and told him to stop touching himself, that it was disrespectful. He immediately apologized. I told him if he wanted to play with himself, he should be fingering his pussy, and he did. from than on, every time he blew me, he would be reaching around his own body and fingering his pussy.

He kept accompanying me to sports practices that summer and I noticed that something caught his attention, the cheerleaders that were also practicing for our game days when school started up that fall. That’s when I got the most devilish idea I had… I had him sign up to be a cheerleader. They put him on the cheer team, he was the only and the first biological male to join the team, so they had to figure out how everything was going to work. His uniform was a cheer top and tiny little short shorts that hugged his booty very nicely… many times I would get hard in my cup looking at him during the games.

This little detail made me curious about owning a faggot openly around his straight Alpha teammates:

Everyone knew that I owned him; our whole school knew. Many times he would swallow my cock in the locker room showers… the same rules still applied as if we were at home, he had to be naked and fingering his pussy.

Most surprisingly, Master Diante loaned Michael to his teammates, who then also took on fags of their own:

It was actually one of my Alpha team mates who helped me train him even further, like training his hole for our cocks and having him drink our piss. There were actually quite a few of us on the teams that owned fags, made for some fun parties!

As Master Diante’s ownership of Michael deepened, so did his desire to not just breed him, but also to cunt him.

So at first I knew I wanted to cunt Michael, but i knew he wouldnt be ready for my thick cock right away, So I bought him a dildo and a set of butt plugs to train with. I presented them to him one weekend when I was staying over at his house. He thanked me but I could tell he was embarassed. I told him there is nothing to be embarassed about and showed him how to use it. I ordered him to get undressed and I lubed up his pussy and the dildo, I placed the dildo on a chair and told him to sit on it. It took awhile for him to adjust but when he did he really enjoyed it, he enjoyed it so much that his peepee was hard.. but he knew better than to touch it at this point. after having him ride it for 30 mins I told him to get off of the dildo and plugged his hole. I slept in his bed (as usual) and he slept on the floor naked and plugged for the night.

We kept that up for a few weeks and I kept checking on his progress until I knew it was time to cunt him, I ordered him to get naked and he started moving towards the dildo but i told him to get on the bed instead. I lubed up my cock and slowly entered Michael, he let out a soft moan as I made my way past his second ring. once he was fully adjusted to my length and girth I went full throtle, ramming in and out of his virgin pussy while he moaned up a storm. we changed positions a few times until he ended up missionary on his back with his little clit flopping around as I pounded his pussy into oblivion after about an hour I flooded his guts with my cum. I removed my cock and told him to suck it clean, he did without hesitation.

All of this happened when Master Diante was only 12 years old (the beginning of seventh grade!). So he had girls giving him pussy at school, and back home he was also breeding his first owned faggot every day!

Michael remained Master Diante’s sole owned faggot through their school years together (although there were plenty of other holes Master Diante was violating during that time).

Can you see why I call him THE God Alpha? Can you also see why I have always insisted that these hierarchical roles are so natural, especially some of the more extreme versions of Alphas and faggots. There was simply no way Master Diante could ever hope to avoid this destiny Nature prepared for him. He’s built like a porn star, has an unstoppable sex drive, and is armed with an Apex predator’s dominance. Women and faggots offer themselves willingly on his altar like a buffet, and he devours them all with a voraciousness I can barely understand, let alone describe.

That incredible story only covers Master Diante’s conquering of his first owned faggot. There are two more to discuss, but those will be in another post!

Thank you, Master Diante, for blessing us with your real-life example and your presence!

This post is part of a thread chronicling the rise of straight Master Anthony, the 22-year-old God Alpha who took ownership of his first faggot, Fabien. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

When it comes to the effects of faggots on straight Alphas, I practically have a PhD. I’ve served straight Alphas, been owned by them, I’ve helped other faggots come to serve them, coached a ton of straight Alphas into faggot ownership … and on and on. I’ve proven the truth about straight Alphas using faggots beyond any shadow of any doubt, practically more than the rest of the internet combined.

But what I don’t have is the ability to read the thoughts of straight Alphas and know their own reflections about how faggot ownership and usage has changed/improved their lives, and how much different it is than the way females affect them.

Fortunately, I have a vast network of straight Alphas who own and use faggots to question about the subject!

Recently in an ongoing email thread I asked Master Anthony (an admittedly young but already extremely experienced straight Alpha) about how he sees the differences between the effects of the females and the faggots in his life.

The conversation began with Master Anthony rhapsodically describing his ownership of his primary faggot, Fabien:

You know, I was giving some thoughts about my relationship with my favorite inferior Fab, my first slave and only live-in one. What is really great about this relationship is how full of sheer joy it is. I have noticed lately that we are often grinning at each other when Fabien serves me and worships me. We also laugh a lot together. Fabien has always this golden retriever energy when he spots me and when I order him around or give him a praise. He’s so happy to make me happy… and it makes me even happier to see how happy he is to make me happy! LOL I think I got a little tangled up here, but you get the idea.

And there is always this loving adoration in his eyes when he looks at me, especially when massaging my feet or sucking my cock. I never expected to feel that way, but I find him adorable. I didn’t think I would feel so much fondness and tenderness just for a servant, but yet I do! We are both enjoying our hierarchical places at the utmost

So that beautiful, heartfelt description of his faithful faggot shows that straight Alphas can really deeply appreciate their fags – even love them to some degree. This is in stark contrast to many stupid straight Alphas (particularly in findom) who refuse to even attempt to comprehend or appreciate what their faggots do for them.

So I pressed Master Anthony further about the difference between what Fabien does for him as opposed to his females. He wrote:

Fucking girls and fags definitely feels different, even if it’s very hard to explain the difference. I love girls, they’re so beautiful, their body, their face, their pussy and tits, and they’re really fun to seduce and conquer and fuck. I love their softness and fragility and sometimes how they can try to resist me but eventually (well, most of the time LOL) fall for me. With girls, there is more flirting game, and it is more of an exchange. They are still inferior to me, of course, and I can be rude with them and use them harsh too, but they might have higher expectations for tenderness and consideration. I don’t mind being romantic and chivalrous and stuff sometimes, as long as they respect and submit to my virility and my power.

With inferior boys, that’s different; it is PURE DOMINATION! When another male kneels at my feet, it is a true reminder that I am a SUPERIOR MAN and better than everyone else. Because we are both males, the inequality between us, the hierarchy is all the more blatant, if you see what I mean. That’s why I especially like to dominate rather masculine guys like Fabien, because thay admitting their inferiority to me feels even best. And good faggots like Fabien are so devoted, so utterly submissive, that’s a huge turn on! And I can be harsher and ruder with boys, even if I can also be affectionate to those who deserve it.

The reason why I wanted to isolate Master Anthony’s response in a specific post like this is because of the way he contrasts the effects of both genders on his POWER.

Notice how Master Anthony focuses on the way owning and dominating faggots like Fabien makes him feel like a “SUPERIOR MAN”, whereas females don’t necessarily do that. This is important for straight Alphas to ponder! If any straight Alphas are doubting that fucking a faggot and owning one won’t make their power exponentially increase, re-read what Master Anthony wrote and consider the implications of it!

At the heart of Hierarchy lies a power dynamic. That dynamic is always shifting, growing more powerful or weakening depending on a variety of factors. But one sure way for a straight Alpha to experience the full power of that dynamic (and his Alphahood) is through the simple act of having a sub male or faggot kneel, kiss his feet, and surrender itself willingly to him. This is an undisputed fact.

Now, Master Anthony does more than that. He uses Fabien as a full-time faggot, and also uses Fabien’s eager throat and pussy for pleasure. Because he does this, he gains even more of that Hierarchical power because he is marking his territory, claiming it forever as his property. Through that feeding and breeding of faggots Master Anthony is building a real Kingdom around himself, something ordinary straight Men or uncomfortable straight Alphas cannot comprehend.

To support what Master Anthony said about it, I asked another straight, married Alpha named @peteydickens about it. Over the last several months, Master Pete has taken ownership of a muscular, devoted faggot that he eventually started fucking and breeding.

He said this:

Call it confidence or boldness but it is deeper than both. I noticed it more when I butt fuck him. It’s why I want to always cum in him. I leave ready to take on the world. A muscular dude lays there overwhelmed with the cock that has been pounded in his ass and has my semen in him.

I love that Master Pete says that he leaves after fucking his fag “ready to take on the world.” That is exactly the effect I’m talking about in this post. A straight Man might feel good after fucking a female, but he doesn’t feel like he’s conquered something, or taken something. But when fucking a sub male, he does. That’s because the sub male (or faggot) is technically the same as the Alpha (male), but by submitting and being fucked the Alpha is emasculating the faggot. He’s taking away any semblance of Manhood from it.

I really want straight Alphas who are truly interested in ascending in power to consider this intrinsic aspect of the Hierarchical dynamic. You can fuck as many females as you want, but you’ll never know the absolute power of God Alphas like Master Anthony who own and use both!

This post is part of a thread following a faggot named Giovanni who is owned by Master Lorenzo. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Exceptional faggots are hard to find. In a world of haystacks filled with selfish, stupid, and disobedient subs, an exceptional faggot is the proverbial needle. An exceptional faggot submits itself entirely to the needs of its Owner, surrenders its own rights or concerns to Him, and enriches every aspect of His life. An exceptional faggot protects its Master’s interests, respects His boundaries and autonomy, and trusts Him implicitly. An exceptional faggot makes a Man proud to own it.

When a God Alpha like Master Lorenzo takes ownership of an exceptional faggot like Giovanni, wondrous things happen. Ancient truths are exposed and reinforced. Purposes are realized. Safety and peace are assured. All because an Alpha accepted his place, and took ownership of a faggot that embraced its place!

But let’s be clear: even exceptional faggots fail.

So what happens when an exceptional faggot like Giovanni fails a God Alpha like Master Lorenzo? This stunning recent example answers that question in a way that left me in awe:

I want to tell you something that happened here in the house.

My wonderful Master Lorenzo takes care of me and Rafael very well, you know right? And he always wants us to eat healthy, we even talked about Francesco’s diet for good boys and Lorenzo loved the idea but our food was always really healthy because of our great Master. He checks our weights every week checking if we are skinny and with round sexy asses for him. Of course, this is his right and I will always obey.

But one of the rules here is that we must eat salad, fibers, fruits, and vegetables, and some foods are only allowed once a week on the weekend. Ice cream is a big issue here because I love it and he does not allow us to eat ice cream more than once a week and we must ask for permission first because it’s a lot of sugar, fat, etc

So my Master is reaaaally busy with his work, so I thought that it wouldn’t be a problem to have some ice cream when he was working and not tell him (just a little bit!!). So I ordered a pot of ice cream for me and ate it playing my video games and it was sooooo good <3 <3 but I forgot that Lorenzo receives notifications of everything on his phone because I use his credit card to buy things, so he texted me “baby, what are you eating?” I was afraid to disappoint him so I said that I bought a fruit salad and he just said “ok, baby” OMG Sam!!! I felt sooo guilty, but thought everything was okay

When he arrived home, his dinner was ready like I cook everyday for him, I asked if he wanted me to serve his food, massage his feet, etc But the first thing he said was “I love you, my good boy. And I love how you always tell me the truth” and looked deeeeeeep into my eyes. OMG Sam, I was silent and started to cry. I know it’s something really stupid and it’s just an ice cream but I felt really bad for lying for him. When I was crying, he hugged me, kissed my forehead, and said “I brought you and your mother here, I taught you how to be a good boy, I pay for your tuition, I pay for your food, I pay for your clothes, I pay for your perfumes, lingerie, videogames, the make-up you like to use… and I am very happy to buy these things to my beautiful boy, but if you think that I am stupid, you are wrong, baby”

Omg I tried to answer him and say something, but then he said “it’s okay if you don’t follow your diet sometimes but lying to me is unacceptable. I take care of you and in return I ask you to trust me, is this too much?” I said sorry one million times and told him that I bought ice cream because I really wanted and I was really really sorry, I just didn’t want to disappoint him. And he said “well, now I am disappointed, and I hope you will never lie to me again, no matter how small is the matter” Then I said “yes my Master” and kept my head down. And he said “now serve my dinner”, he ate normally, even said that my cooking was delicious, and told me to go to the bedroom. I thought he was goign to fuck me and everything was fine!! But then he said that he would call Rafael because he doesn’t live with us, so he usually comes only on Saturday. I was happy, thinking that we would have an amazing threesome as always, but when Rafael arrived everything changed.

Look what my perfect Master did!! (and I deserved it a lot!) Lorenzo told Rafa to bring some ice cream, so he bought in his way to the house. When he arrived, I didn’t understand anything, and my brother Rafa was really confused too. Lorenzo said to Rafa that my mouth was too busy with ice cream so I couldn’t suck his dick, that’s why he called him in the middle of the week. He was laughing and making jokes, Rafael didn’t understand, but our Master was really serious about it. Then Lorenzo went to the kitchen, took a spoon, gave it to me with the ice cream my brother bought, and said “now you can enjoy.” He told me that I could fill my mouth with all the ice cream I wanted, so I didn’t need his cock and cum in my mouth anymore.

He put his hard dick out of his underwear and Rafa immediately started to suck him. I was looking at my brother sucking Lorenzo’s thick cock and felt really guilty about what I did. So I was just holding that spoon with a pot of ice cream in my hand, while Rafa was giving our Master an amazing blowjob, enjoying the PRIVILEGE to suck his big dick. So Lorenzo just said in a very calm and deep voice (you know his voice well, right?? So powerful!!) “go ahead baby, you can eat the whole pot if you want while Rafa serves me, he will swallow my cum, while you swallow the ice cream you love” I felt so bad and embarrassed, brother Sam!! And I said sorry, I said I didn’t want to eat ice cream anymore. And he asked if I regret my bad behavior. I said yes, that I was a bad boy, and was really really sorry. Then he told me to throw all the ice cream away in the kitchen sink and come back to the room.

I did it, and when I came back he was getting close, so he held Rafa’s head, fucked him fast and shot his delicious load in my brother’s mouth. Rafa swallowed every single drop of his perfect seed with a smile on his face, and Lorenzo just said to him “hey boy, does it taste better than ice cream?” My brother is such a good person that he didn’t want to make me feel bad, so he just smiled and said “of course, and I’m sure Gio agrees with me now” So after this punishment Lorenzo put Rafa and me on his chest, in each side of his armpits. And he explained the whole situation to Rafa, and I said that I would never lie again.

So my perfect Master after around 2 hours cuddling and talking to us in bed, just said “ok boys, double blowjob now” OMG brother Sam!!! I was sooo happy that he was not upset with me and I have him THE BEST blowjob together with my brother Rafa. My pussy was already prepared for him, so he put me in missionary position and fucked me reaaaally romantic, kissing me, and telling me that I am a good boy, and how much he loves me, and that he wants me to be honest. I only said “sorry Master, I love you, please fuck me, I am yours” And he shot a nice load in my pussy. He was really tired of the whole day at work and shooting two loads, so he just said “ok, my cum inside Rafa’s belly and my cum in Gio’s ass, all the fags are happy now, let’s go to bed” And we fell asleep in his arms.

On the next morning, when Rafa went to work and we were by ourselves, he asked me what I learned, and I said that I learned that I should never lie and if I want to do something against the rules of the house I should ask for permission because he knows what is best for me. I feel really stupid and selfish now brother Sam, he literally saved me and my mother!! I should respect him more!! But he kissed my lips, said that I was a good boy, and I learned my lesson!!!

He allowed me to tell you this story for the website and I want to share this with you because my Master is PERFECT and being perfect doesn’t mean to do everything I want. In a relationship like this one, he is my boyfriend but he is my MASTER and he will punish me and put me grounded if he thinks it’s necessary. And my role as his sub boyfriend is obeying. He’s a perfect protector Alpha and he just wants me and my brother to be happy, safe, and healthy!!

That’s it, Sam!! I really would like to know your opinion about this. I love you a lot!!! <3 <3 <3

I love Giovanni so much not only because he deeply loves and respects his Master Lorenzo, but also because he serves with the precocious joy of a boy. Hell, he IS still very young! And, like most kids, they make the mistake of testing authority and seeing if they can sneak a hand into the cookie jar for one (or two) harmless cookies.

Master Lorenzo had every right to be upset and insulted by Giovanni’s momentary lapse in judgement. He has truly given Giovanni (and his mother) a wondrous new life, he’s given Giovanni a purpose, and he trusts Giovanni with many privileges not often afforded other faggots.

But Giovanni broke that trust in a relatively harmless way, but then compounded the issue by lying to him. There was simply no way Master Lorenzo could allow such an error to go unpunished.

Now let’s talk about the most delicious part of this (no, not the ice cream!): the corrective action taken by Master Lorenzo! He used a modified version of what I call The Nuclear Option, which in its basic form is the perfect punishment for faggots. In this case, Master Lorenzo brought in Rafael (his second faggot) to service him right in front of Giovanni while Giovanni was forced to be content with eating ice cream!

This method (both the Nuclear Option and Master Lorenzo’s modified version) works so well because it uses DENIAL of something a faggot wants (its Master’s cock, cum, and attention) while being forced to watch it being given to someone else (leveraging a faggot’s fear of replacement). Actual physical punishment of a faggot (like spanking, slapping, belting, etc.) doesn’t work as well because many faggots crave that kind of abuse, which would then defeat the purpose of deterring it from repeating a mistake.

You can hear the mournfulness in Gio’s words as he recounts watching Rafael happily sucking Master Lorenzo’s fat cock and swallowing his superior seed! The punishment worked like a charm!

Master Lorenzo excels at everything, but he’s truly a generous Master who freely gives aftercare to his good boys. In this case, aftercare was needed to soothe Giovanni after this punishment so that the lesson behind the punishment would be reinforced.

I have no doubt that the lesson was absorbed by Gio’s heart just as eagerly as Master Lorenzo’s seed was absorbed by Gio’s pussy!

I thank and praise Master Lorenzo for allowing his precious Giovanni to share this intimate story, and I am grateful to Gio for his honesty and adoration of his God Alpha King!

Love you both!

Always,

~ sam the faggot

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the experiences of a French faggot named Fabien who has been claimed by his straight Alpha friend Anthony. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

My most recent update about Fabien and his Master Anthony heavily ladled praise on my little brother Fabien for becoming a mentor faggot that glorifies his Master and his entire Alpha Pack. I was genuinely impressed by Fabien’s progression, as well as his heartfelt love of serving a straight God Alpha like Master Anthony.

I typically don’t think Master Anthony is ever paying regular attention to this site. He’s an in-demand young Alpha with lots of holes to breed and exciting new adventures busying his superior life. I wasn’t sure if Master Anthony would ever read Fabien’s beautiful account and my own excessive praise of him … but much to my surprise, HE DID!

Fabien wrote this to me a day or so after I published Fabien’s account:

My brother,

I thought you might like to see my last text message exchange with Anthony ^_^

I translate it for you :

“I just read your latest post on HU. Get ready for my return tonight. You’re going to take my cock deep inside you, and I’m going to fill you to the brim with cum.”

“At your service, Master!”

“You’re such a good slave. I’m proud of you.”

“Thank you, my Master!”

So I want to THANK YOU very much again for sharing my story on your site, Sam. Thanks to you, I’m about to get FUCKED SO HARD by my God Alpha! ^_^

Love

Fab the fag

I knew what was coming just as well as Fabien. Young Alphas like Master Anthony get hard if a breeze changes direction, but what Fabien wrote triggered something deeper within his Master. This would be a different type of use, something I clumsily call a “possession breeding”. These are breedings inspired Alphas use to thoroughly claim a submissive as property. Cunting would be one such type of possession breeding, but cunting doesn’t happen all the time. Possession breedings involve the full force of an Alpha’s passion and power to fully imprint his ownership on the sub.

That was the storm coming for little Fabien!

Well, the next day I received this from him:

Sam, oh sam… It was one of the BEST NIGHTS with my Master Anthony! 

 I lost count of how many loads of his cum he fired into me!

At first he fucked my throat, alternately harshly and kindly. When he was looking into my eyes while I had his cock in my mouth he was saying “You are so loyal… So devoted to me… So obedient… You love your Master, right? You live for me, right? My good boy… My very, very good boy…” Then he fucked my ass, in so many positions! I was on my belly, on my back, with his foot on my face, or face-to-face… I did my best to praise him and to worship him. “I love you so much, I’d do anything for you, you’re my Master, you’re a living God, you’re so Superior to me… Please, Master, I beg you, fuck me hard, please… Thank you, God, thank you, thank you for owning me… I’m your property, you have every right on me!” Each time that I heard him moan and roar with pleasure, especially when he came, I was SO HAPPY!

Sam, my brother, I am so fulfilled! My life has a MEANING, has a PURPOSE! I am making a young God hunk happy! My existence is JUSTIFIED!

I LOVE BEING A FAGGOT!

And I love you, brother!

Can you hear the the rambling ecstasy in Fabien’s voice?? He’s just had his brains fucked out of his head by his God Alpha Master, and all that’s left is a rejuvenated-but-bewildered Fabien filled with cum and stars in his eyes!

God Alphas are on another level entirely. Master Anthony accepted this about himself at an early age, and he’s building a life and a Kingdom around himself that glorifies his power. At his feet is dear Fabien, forever grateful to be considered to be Master Anthony’s prized possession!

I’m so proud of you, dearest Fabien! I love you, too!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Hey Sam,

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

Love you, brother!

Thank you for the question!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

That’s a huge difference, no?

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

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

This post is part of a thread chronicling the rise of God Alpha Master Chad, the first-born son of Master Dino and primary heir to his throne. CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!

The Ancients had gods for virtually every aspect of human life. There was a Greek god of the ocean (Poseidon), a Norse god of thunder (Thor), a Greek god of war (Ares), and so forth. The plethora of gods littering the landscape kept the fearful population properly submissive and generous in the various temples to these deities.

Above all other gods of the Ancient world towered Zeus, the great Greek god of all natural forces including the seemingly-untamable and mysterious lightning in the skies. We’ve all seen the random and instantaneous destruction caused by lightning strikes. They’re terrifying. We can easily see why ancient peoples invented gods to explain such awe-inspiring power.

I used the phrase “seemingly-untamable” to describe lightning for a reason. You see, until today, no Man has conquered lightning or suitably harnessed it.

But Master Chad is not a Man. He’s a God Alpha of such awesome power and vitality that even the elements around him bend to his will. I’ve often described my dealings with Master Chad in such elemental ways, because speaking with him is like ingesting hallucinogens while high-voltage electricity is passed through your body. His slam-poetry communication style often leaves me punch drunk, his ideas so far beyond my faggot capabilities that I struggle to even regain my composure.

I’ve always believed he was some sort of superhuman or metahuman, because his abilities are limitless and his control over his environment borders on the spiritual. It’s honestly difficult to describe how much I adore and respect Master Chad. Like every other person who has ever known him, I worship him completely.

But even after all of these years of incredible conquests, this latest one really takes the trophy. I cannot even describe it in order to prepare you for what happened to Master Chad. Just read it and experience it for yourself:

I gotta story for ya. Don’t fuckin know if you’ll believe or not but I dont give a fuck. The shit happened and I got witnesses.

I took pussyface and greenie with Me on some business. I got a cabin for after I finished checking out a building for future use. The Family has rented the cabin before so everything was familiar. It’s on top of a mountain, the last thing on the road. I wanted to reward My top 2 bitches and give em some solo time. You know, all sweet and shit before I turn the Manimal loose on em in the Great Smoky Mtns. LOL 

Our last night Pop was swinging by to fly us home and Him and greenie was playing inside. I had pussyface on My cock and sucking Me in a small clearing at the top of the mountain that was maybe 100 feet from the cabin. A storm was moving in and it was raining a little. I was looking out over the terrain and could see black clouds coming at Me. In a minute thunder and lightning started. It was awesome! In a couple more minutes the elements got stronger. I was feeling some extra power like My senses was heightened or some shit. There was a palatable force surging thru Me and cc was going crazy on My cock. I raised My arms to accept this whatever it was cause it felt fuckin awesome!

According to Pop this next shit happened in the space of about a minute but seemed like fuckin eternity. The storm is moving quick like. Then lightning hit the tree about 2 fuckin inches from My outstretched arm and danced down it. I felt this tremendous surge of puissance traveling over me and settling for a split second in My nuts. Then I howled as My load started pumping. The rain and shit suddenly stopped, just wind now. I’m cumming like I’ve never busted before. I couldn’t stop! Mutherfuck! The colossal, apocalyptical feeling!! Rope after fuckin prodigious rope PUMPED outta Me. I fell to My knees still shooting and feeling more Homeric than I ever believed was possible. I know I shot more than Pop ever has! I reveled in feeling and emotion as I accepted what felt like was a glorious gift from Creator God. 

 After what felt like an hour I looked down. I’m soaked. The now stopped rain running off Me but Goddamn! I’m still shooting! I swear to The Creator the feeling of My massive nut is still with Me like it had just started! Picture it cunt, the feeling of orgasm lasted as long as My cum shot. My cum is now thick chugs that were jumping out about 2 inches instead the 4 foot projectiles that prefaced this and pussyface is unconscious in front of Me COVERED in thick ropes of My jizz and wet from the rain. I finally stopped chugging and was now kinda like a tap that’s not quite been turned off. Just a thin steady stream running. I picked up My babyhole and took her inside. Greenie was slurping that cum stream before I could lay down with cc. Pop and greenie had seen everything from the porch and Pop was amazed. He said it was a fantastic phenomenon. He said I, not the tree, was hit by the lightning and He thought I kicked it! LMAO He’d started out to get Me but saw I was moving. He didnt interrupt what was clearly some ancient, mystical emprise. I didn’t feel like it hit Me. I just felt the incredible POWER it gave Me and the BEST GODDAMN nut of My life! Pop said it knocked c.c. off of Me and He said watching Me roar while i baptized her with My load was an amazing sight. I said, “Goddamn Pop, ya think it looked amazing ya shoulda FELT it, Man!”

pussyface was still out but ok. Pop turned on the lights inside to check her out. she’s fine, just in what mommy used to call happy faggot land. she clung to Me for a day and even tho she’s out of it now, the experience made her need Me more than ever. We experienced a sacred moment together, My faggot wife and Me. The Savior has graduated to The God in her eyes and My pussyface and Me are closer than ever. I’m gonna be chasing that nut forever kinda like chasing that 1st hit off the crack pipe. I’m gonna be trying for that feeling again even if I gotta fuck the world! LMAO It was incredible, bitch!!

Back to the story, after putting the faggots to bed I’m laying with em cause bitch won’t turn Me loose. Anyways Pop asked “Boy, look up a little but still look at Me. Whoa! What the fuck? Goddamn Son, the whites of Your eyes are pale blue! Fuck and Goddamn! It looks good Son. The bitches are gonna be all over You even more than usual. You’re Goddamn more God than Man now.”

It’s true faggot. My blue/black eyes now have a light sky blue accompaniment, the white is all gone. Doc can’t explain it. Women love it! The fags love it! Fuck, cunt, I love it. I didn’t think I could get any sexier but I sure as fuck did. LMFAO 

Now back, the rainbow can’t stop slobbering over Me. I tore thru every fuckin faggot I own, leaving em all sore and more in love with Me than ever! 3 of em’s on their period cause i just cant be stopped, faggot! I gotta keep spreading My load over every mutherfucking hole i stumble across! 

pussyface cried over missing out on My huge load but at least she was a part of this experience and that helps. she is pleased that if she couldn’t swallow it or get knocked by it, at least she bathed in it. LMAO For a minute I felt I was really gonna have to fuck every hole on earth before I calmed down Myself. Nah. Just had to fuck the rainbow of whores here. And this afternoon Us Guys are going out for slash to let them rest. My left hand was numb for a minute and 3 nails are black, I guess where the lightning entered.

Philly’s changed His mind on having a faggot girlfriend and I’m loving fuckin with Him about it. “I’m never gonna fuck a Goddamn pussy assed faggot, you mutherfucker” He’d said before.  Knew He’d eat them words. Hahahahahahahahaha Now the fucker can’t keep His cock outta whitey’s holes. And boy, whitey’s one happy hole. My Brothers are in awe of Their new God and can’t give enough praise to Me. Cal especially is blown away. It confirms for Us the positive proof from the Universe that ALPHA MEN RULE!!! We always have and always will! Even Our Creator showered Me with His personal blessing. That’s how We all see it. Pop was so proud of Me! When We 1st talked about it Pop cried He was so impressed and awed by it all. That was the icing on the cake for Me. My Pop, God of the world, was humbled by My power. He, half-joking, now says I even control the elements along with all females and faggots. He said now He knew why He was compelled to make Me the Family Patriarch when He did and the blessing on “The Mount” was The Creator’s approval of My ascension. I HAVE NEVER FELT MORE ALIVE BITCH! Nor more omnipotent. I am Our God.

I gotta shower and shit but no shave. The faggots love My beard. Im really turning into a fuckin sexy rogue! Hair halfway down My back, new full beard. Never had chest hair until a few months ago but judging from the appreciation I get for it, it, too, is a gift to make Me more desirable to souls hungering for My awesomeness! If I can knock these faggot sluts off Me long enough I’ll be knee deep in slash pussy tonight. Fuck, slut, I  wonder how many slash are gonna get knocked tonight? Slutty fuckin whores are gonna be FUCKED by Men, by Gods. Hope they can handle it!  Hahahahahahahahaha FUCK ALL YOU HOLES! GOD CHADWICK WILL PUNCTURE YOUR PUSSIES AND TAKE YOUR SOULS FOR HIS OWN! Hahahahahahahahaha 

You want it bad now, aye cunt? Fuck you faggot!  LMAO 

GOD AND MASTER CHADWICK 

Master Chad was struck by lightning … and conquered it!

I’m reminded of those old Godzilla movies in which Godzilla is rejuvenated and energized by lightning strikes. Apparently lighting struck his fingertips and coursed through his body at the moment of climax, causing a volcanic eruption of cum that was overwhelming even by his prodigious standards! Master Chad has hyperspermia anyway (a medical condition that causes massive volumes of ejaculate), but who knows where all of the cum came from in this moment. It poured from his balls like the pure, neverending waters of the Garden Of Eden! All of the faggots were able to sup from his ample supply of God Alpha seed in what must’ve been a most glorious communion!

Whereas lightning regularly kills or severely damages almost all humans it touches, in this case lightning merely submissively licked Master Chad’s formidable body and energized him like a human version of Godzilla! The Earth’s greatest forces obey it’s greatest God Alpha!

Not only that, but the experience even altered Master Chad’s eyes! I’ve long heard from others in The Family that Master Chad’s eyes were unusually beautiful and darkly foreboding. His eyes are one of the many reasons why women and faggots submit to him so readily. But now the lightning strike has altered his eyes at a photochemical level, producing an even more intense and terrifying gaze!

I can only imagine!

I found it appropriate that God Dino, Master Chad’s God Alpha father, was watching this electric display from a distance. God Dino has been a force of nature his entire life, conjuring power on command and using it brutally and unsparingly. But recently God Dino passed the torch of his Hierarchical position to Master Chad, his eldest son and inheritor of his Kingdom.

How fitting, then, that even the skies approve of the new King! Like a kiss from the Creator Master Chad was baptized and blessed as he laid comfortably upon the plain beneath dark clouds thundering his name!

Thank you, Master Chad, for everything you are and all that you do! Most of all, I thank you for your continued care and direction in my own life!

Yours Always,

sam the faggot, god of nothing.

This post is part of a thread following a faggot named Giovanni who is owned by Master Lorenzo. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

My little brother Giovanni is one of a small cluster of faggots in regular communication with me. I love having these ones around, because their infectious joy in service buoys me and sustains my own balance. Their fresh discoveries, so astounding to them, remind me of my own past and the joy I had.

Giovanni was recently put through another challenge when his Owner, Master Lorenzo, teamed up with Master Jose to double-penetrate Gio’s little pussy. I’ve never done that, but I can imagine it would be painful as well as awkward. Ever the trooper, Giovanni did whatever he could to please his two Masters.

Any concern I had about Giovanni was alleviated when I received this message:

Hey brother Sam!!! <3

Guess what?? My Master Lorenzo gave to me yesterday red roses with 3 new games for my videogame. You know how much I love videogames, right? Omg, I loved soooo much!! He said that it’s a present for me because  I was even better than he thought I was going to be when Jose was here. I asked if it was because of the dp, and he said that the dp was really special but everything I did was great. And he called me a  good boy many times <3 <3 I asked if I could go and play my games, but he said that he wanted to unload his balls first. And of course I did this!! He took me to his bedroom I sucked his cock, but he didn’t fuck my ass because he wants me to recover my hole for a little more. So I sucked him reaaaaaally well and he gave me a lot of cum. Then he took me to the shower, we brushed our teeth together, and then he went to his office and told me to play my new games!!! <3

I want to tell you this, brother Sam because I have some friends with Alphas that never give presents or flowers for them, many girls too!! I have a lot of friends who are girls and they neeeever receive presents from their husbands, you know? But my Master Lorenzo he always knows how to treat me!! When I don’t deserve it or when I’m not behaving well, he know very well how to punish me (like when I was talking with other men in the social media and omg, he was really serious to punish me!!) but when I’m a good boy for him, he brings me flowers, new lingerie, and yesterday new games!! love so much <3 <3 ah, he read my letter for you and he was so satisfied! he said I did a really good job telling you about my dp and that I pleased him so much!!

My perfect wonderful Master Lorenzo always say that he don’t want to spoil me, so I need to deserve, but I’m soooo happy now!! You know, I never please him because of presents and gifts, of course I want to be a good boy because he’s my King, but it’s so good to see that he wants to reward me, brother Sam!!!

Do you think many Alphas give presents to their faggots, or I’m just a really lucky boy?? I know that we fags are just holes and cumdump but it feels sooooo good when my Master show love like this <3

brother Sam, thank you for being such a good big brother for me!!! <3 I love you and want to make you proud of me!!

I’m so very proud of Giovanni that it’s hard to put into words. He’s truly a perfect faggot, trained perfectly by a perfect Master! He’s a credit to faggots everywhere, and a testament to what is possible with good behavior!

It’s hard to tell Giovanni how lucky he is to be owned by such an extraordinary Master like Lorenzo. There are very few like him. His tender care (and aftercare) are the gold standard, even if some Alphas might contend that Master Lorenzo spoils his faggots.

I personally don’t think he spoils his faggots. He simply shows warmth and loving care to his most prized and precious possession, his sweet faggot. After all, why does a Man buy toys or special treats for his beloved dog? The dog would love him regardless, right? It’s because the Man loves to see his dog get excited, jump around, and gratefully accept the gifts. It’s the exact same principle as the way Master Lorenzo cares for Giovanni.

Gio asks if I’ve ever had Masters like that. The answer is YES I have, to varying degrees. Occasionally Masters would take me to nice restaurants, buy me certain clothes they wanted to wear, or give me gifts of little things I love. It was never extravagant, nor was it ever expected.

But I will always cherish the time I came home to a dozen red roses on my kitchen table from Master Aaron after I was particularly good to him during a difficult time in his life. I broke down and cried when I saw them, because in that moment I felt so cherished but also so inadequate in comparison to him. I can still feel that today.

So I’m glad that Giovanni is getting to experience that without any negative feelings. He has every reason to rejoice, because Master Lorenzo is truly a great and adoring Owner who will always do what’s right for his property! I would hope that every Alpha owner of faggots would want to treat his faithful faggots as well!

The following post is part of a thread following a 30-year-old Italian Alpha named Francesco who is living in America with a 19-year-old faggot. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Early in the history of this site I attempted to play matchmaker using this site as a connection hub and me as the connector. What a disaster! Almost immediately I was deluged with requests from both Alphas and faggots, and for a time the front page of the site was clogged with posts similar to this one.

I discontinued it quickly. Part of it was the fact that I simply don’t have the time for such things, but the worse problem was the number of angry Alphas bitching to me about game-playing faggots I’d inadvertently connect to them. It was a nightmare.

But my desire to help people connect is why I built the Hierarchy University Discord, a free community where Alphas and faggots and everyone in-between can chat and discover each other. Follow that link to join!

I guess my point is that I don’t intend for this post to be part of a trend where posts are used to connect Alphas and faggots, or for personal messages to be sent back and forth in that manner. However, Master Francesco is an extraordinary Master who has already contributed a lot to this site and to the faggots fawning all over him, so I’ll make this exception.

Master Francesco read THIS QUESTIONS FROM READERS POST from a faggot named Felipe who was inspired by his diet plan. So Master Francesco wrote the following:

Hey Sam, this is Master Francesco

I told my new vegan faggot, whose name is Jack, to follow your website because he’s a great sub bottom but still struggles to see himself as a faggot, although he clearly is. So he has been reading your content and enjoying very much. Today I took him out for breakfast and to get some sexy clothes for him as a reward for the good boy he has been. He took more than 10 loads from my balls last week, I couldn’t me more proud and he deserves a reward.

Anyway, I dropped him off at his place and he texted me a few minutes ago saying that he went to check your page and there was a fag talking about me. Jack was not jealous at all. Instead, he was excited to see another fag talking about me, which is a big green flag for a great boy. So I read Felipe’s message and I’d like to address this message to him:

Felipe, I’m really proud of you and I’m sure that if you keep taking care of yourself you will be much healthier, happier, and will find a good man to take care of you. I’ve been too busy to train you but I love to see fags improving their lives, I really do. So if you read this message, go ahead and comment on the post how it is going, I’d love to stay in touch and know more about your experience as a faggot. No faggot should ever feel depressed, you boys-all of you boys-deserve to be happy and have a strong hand guiding you. I wish I could pump joy and self-esteem inside of you like a warm load in your hole, but I can’t commit to be this strong hand for you now. In any case, I’m sure Sam will not be upset if you send your updates through his page. My boy Jack checks the page everyday, so he’ll let me know whenever you say something. If you wanna be a good boy and please me, keep Sam and I updated, I’ll love to see your progress, and I’m sure you’ll inspire other boys too.

Thank you, Sam. You see? Your work is really important for thousands of fags out there.

So Felipe, please comment below so Master Francesco can find you! And I recommend that you join the Discord, little brother, so you can get support and even more inspiration!

Thank you, Master Francesco! You are a bright beacon of light for all of the lost faggots out there!

Yours,

sam the faggot

The following post is part of a thread following the life and teachings of a 30-year-old God Alpha named Master Maurice as he takes ownership of a disabled faggot named Édouard. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Since my return I’ve been blessed with some truly extraordinary stories that really touched me and inspired me, but none have had quite the emotional impact of the story of Master Maurice and his ownership of a disabled faggot named Édouard.

As a God Alpha, Master Maurice can have anyone and anything he chooses. Yet he chose to own a disabled faggot. Let’s be honest: most Alphas would’ve said “no” to Édouard simply because of the degree of difficulty involved in owning him.

But Master Maurice is not like “most Alphas”. He’s a superlative of a superlative, a kind of real-life superhero who sees the lowly and afflicted and uses his great power and wisdom to effect positive change. Suffice it to say that I wish we had 10,000 more just like him!

I’m always so grateful when I hear back from this greatest of Kings, because he teaches by example and through his impactful words. He targets his messages, rather than simply using his voice to brag about his power and accomplishments.

He was inspired to write again from a recent post about Alpha scent, and from that comes another lesson:

Hey fag Sam,
This Master Maurice, remember me? I haven’t shared my experiences with my fag for a while, but I came to your page to see what was going on and just saw this sexy post about Alpha scent. My fag is literally what you described. When he is upset, I literally shove his face on my sweaty balls and it’s a kind of magic for the fag. He literally changes his mood in 5 minutes on my balls or armpits. I wonder what the biological process is his fag brain for such a change of mood to happen so quickly.

I am also training him to ride my cock now. I usually fuck him missionary because, as you know, he can’t move his legs, missionary is usually the easier way to have full access to his hole while he hugs me, but I really like when fags ride my cock, so I decided to train him. At first he was not very confident because he doesn’t feel anything from his hips down, so he can’t use his knees to ride it. But I held his skinny body in my arms, reassuring that everything was okay, then I told him to open his hands on my chest and instead of using his legs, use his hands to go up and down.

His pussy is quite used to my cock, I literally molded his hole pounding him hard, so it wasn’t hard to go balls deep inside of him, but he didn’t want to move, he stayed still just feeling my hard cock in his ass. I wanted him to do sort of a push-up on my chest to move up and down, but he wasn’t even trying.

You know, I am very patient and I love my boy, I take care of him everyday in my life. But it’s not very smart to disobey a Man when his hard cock is shoved deep in your ass. I wasn’t fully rational, so I just said “come here, boy”, held his hips on both sides with my hands and pounded him to make sure that he would never forget who is the man and who is the faggot in my house. But I know very well how to be firm without hurting a fag, he never told me stop while I was banging his pussy. He just kept moaning and repeating “oh baby, it’s so deep, omg, it’s so deep”, I was literally teaching him how to serve my cock in cowgirl style without making him move a muscle, I was doing all the work, he was just a sextoy getting fucked on top of me. I was using all my strength to make him ride me, sliding his body up and down like a fleshjack.

Then I gave him a break, we were both sweaty, he was already out of breath. I hugged him, putting him on my chest, his head next to mine on my shoulder, without taking my cock from his hole, then I whispered in his ear “I love you boy, but when I tell you to do something in this bed, you do it” I didn’t want to be too hard on my fag, but I had asked him to serve me and he let his fear speak louder than his obedience. He just said sorry, still grasping for air, then I added “this is my house, my bed, and you are my faggot, now go back to what I told you to do” and it worked like magic. He put his both hands on my chest and started fucking himself using his arms to go up and down. I said “good boy” while he was moaning and stretching his pussy, I came after a few minutes and pumped a thick load in his ass.

He apologized again when I was giving him aftercare, but I told him that it was okay, kissed him tenderly and called him a good boy again. Then he fell asleep with my cum in his ass and his face on my armpit.

You may not remember, but I’m still fucking that nurse I hired. Another good boy with soft lips and a great nurse. My goal is moving him in as well, so I’d have two perfect fags and a full-time nurse to look after my boy.

I love that Master Maurice doesn’t allow sentimentality cloud his judgement or his training of his faggots. His expectations and commands still stand regardless of any physical limitations.

Why is this good? Because Master Maurice is pushing Édouard to become stronger and more resilient, not to give up when something is difficult!

Imagine Édouard’s pride after Master Maurice pushed him to actually do this difficult sexual position and then please Master so much he pumped a precious load into him! The next time there is some difficult task to please Master, what do you think Édouard’s attitude will be regarding that task?

That’s the beauty of TRAINING your faggots!

At Hebrews 12:11 The Bible states the following:

“True, no discipline seems for the present to be joyous, but it is painful; yet afterward, it yields the peaceable fruit of righteousness to those who have been trained by it.”

God Alphas like Master Maurice see the end result of discipline and training: a better, more confident faggot!

He also sees an endgame with this nurse faggot he’s been breeding, biding his time until he can move that nurse fag into his home to complete part of his growing Kingdom.

It’s God Alphas like Master Maurice who keep me smiling in confidence. He’s the living embodiment of everything this site teaches and is meant to amplify.

And I’m the proudest faggot to be trusted by this most incredible Alpha to share his inspirational story with you!

Thank you, Master Maurice!

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

I think it’s sad that so many guys think straight Alphas cannot or should not deeply love their faggots. I was deeply loved by my straight Masters, and it never made them gay or ended up in a gay marriage or anything like that. They simply gave me their trust, kindness, support, and guidance so that I could be a better person and faggot.

And that made all the difference.

I’ve told the story before about my beautiful (and very straight) Master Aaron buying me a dozen roses one time when I was scared and upset, and let me just say that was not the only time he did things like that for me. I was just a faggot, yet he valued me and gave me worth.

I’ve never forgotten those feelings my straight Masters embedded in my heart. Part of the reason why this site exists is because of those great Alphas I served. They taught me more than just Hierarchical truth. They also taught me the endless potential of Alphas, and how they defy expectations because they are beyond the comprehension of inferiors.

Master Andre reminds me so much of Master Aaron in terms of his temperament and his generous heart. Like Master Aaron, Master Andre didn’t run when he discovered his longtime friend was a faggot. Instead, he deepened his protection of his most treasured companion, and through that discovered the depth and power of his own Alphahood. The Alpha/faggot dynamic is symbiotic like that.

In his latest update, Master Andre uses a little story about a sunflower tattoo to reveal the depth and breadth of his love and care for his precious faggot Alberto. It is one of the most beautiful pieces ever written by an Alpha for this site, and I’m so proud to share it with you:

Hey Sam,

This is Andre, Alberto’s friend. I am now much more comfortable to say: Alberto’s Master, Alpha, Mentor, and Leader.

My boy has always thought about making a flower tattoo. He loves flowers and knows everything about it. But because of his violent and toxic father, he was severely punished in his childhood for liking flowers, perhaps homophobia prevented the world to have a great biologist. But I can’t change the past, I can only fix my boy’s future. So I bought him some nice books about flowers and started to watch documentaries about flowers with him. I admit that it’s quite boring for me, but looking at my boy’s joy is so special that I am okay changing my soccer matches for flowers. He gets very excited and usually spends another hour talking about flowers after the videos are over. And when my princess is excited, his blowjob is even better, so everyone is happy.

I wanted to share with you that last week I decided to give him a tattoo as a present. He has talked about making a flower tattoo on his right ass cheek for many years, since we were in high school, but has never had the courage to it. So one day after his shower he was walking in the house completely naked, I grabbed his ass as I always do when he passes by me and said “I wanna see a flower here, my princess”. At first he chuckled and thought I was kidding, but then I said “if you really want it, I’ll pay for you, it’s my present for my special boy”

He woke up the next morning decided to do it, and I had already looked for tattoo artists, a good friend from work has many tattoos and recommended me the guy he goes to. I went to his studio with my boy and the place was awesome, but I know my princess very well, he would not be comfortable there. The place the most heterosexual place I’ve ever seen: only men working there, posters with naked women on the walls, soccer shirts everywhere. It was a celebration of straight men made by straight men for straight men. My boy held my arm and I could see his fear in his eyes. I thought he would never show his ass to those men. He was already uncomfortable just to be there, let along to show his ass to a completely unknown. In fact, other than his mother when he was a baby, I was the only person who had ever seen his ass.

Anyway, the guy met us and he was really kind. We shook hands and my boy was shaking, the guy even asked if he was cold. I did all the talking, as always. But did not where the tattoo would be because I knew my boy would feel totally embarrassed. The guy showed us multiple drawings in other clients and he really was an outstanding artist. He thought we were a couple, but at all times he only talked to me, I was the one giving all the instructions about Alberto’s body. After a while, I said that he was nervous because it was his first tattoo and he was not used to this kind of environment. The artist was very clever because he immediately understood what I meant and subtly mentioned that his female assistant could see Alberto for him to relax. My boy agreed and he went to the other room with a hot lady, and I could hear them laughing there, which was a relief for me.

Once I was by myself with the guys, just Men in the room, I told him that we were just friends, but that I was very mindful of Alberto, and he was nervous because he had had horrible experiences with homophobia in the past. The tattoo guy told me that he respected everyone no matter what and he would make sure that Alberto felt relaxed. The guy was awesome, he asked what song my boy liked, and he answered lady gaga, so he put her songs on YouTube for him, offered beers and wine for him to relax, and asked if I’d like to stay with them. Honestly, I am glad he asked because there is no way I would let a stranger touch my princess’s ass without me knowing what is going on. And of course, Alberto wanted me to hold his hand during the whole process.

Even with the wine and the music, he hesitated a little when he needed to show his ass, and he looked at me as if he was waiting for my permission. The guy told him that he could keep his underwear and that made things much easier, so the artist just lifted a little bit of his underwear to have access to my boy’s right cheek and started doing it. It was a small flower, so it did not take too long, and I held his hand during the whole process. The guy kept asking if he was hurting Alberto, but little did he know that my princess takes much more in his ass than a simple needle.

The tattoo was really great, we were told to wait for it to heal, which means no spankings for a while. But once he took a picture of my boy’s ass and showed it to him, he opened such a gorgeous smile. I love seeing my boy happy, I’m not gonna lie.

I paid for the tattoo and we went back home because Alberto couldn’t sit to have lunch. So he laid in our bed, still smiling, and we had lunch together in bed. I asked him why he had chosen a sunflower instead of a red rose, and then he said that I was the mighty sun of his life and he was just a little sunflower looking at me. Needless to say, I got hard as soon as he said that, put my hard cock out and just said “come here”. He gave me wonderful head, and begged for me to feed him, and so I did. A nice load for a my good boy. We took a nap together, with him on my chest. Later that week, when the tattoo was healed, I fucked him deep and shot my cum on his sunflower, to mark his flower as my property.

I wanted to share this story to celebrate my beautiful boy and how great he is, but also to celebrate my own path embracing Alphahood more and more. When the tattoo guy thought we were a couple, it felt awkward at first, but then I noticed that everyone must think we are boyfriends: I fuck him every night, take care of him, and we love together. But you know what? That doesn’t bother me at all. Alberto is a lovely and brillant boy, I have no shame at all of people thinking I am not straight if it means they know that he’s my boy. What matters is that I know what I am, and he knows what he is.

My dearest Master Andre, I’m so impossibly proud of you for your ascension as an Alpha and as a Man! This gorgeous story you shared with me fills my heart with fond memories and the warmest hopes, so I thank you for that gift.

I wish more straight Alphas could come to the place of emotional security and maturity you enjoy today. You have come to accept the natural order of things and your place at its peak, and you’ve grown to understand how natural it is for a straight Alpha to own and use a faggot and still remain straight. The opinions and judgements of others mean nothing to you, because you are unassailable.

You sit atop the highest mountain, high above the clouds, and your faithful faggot Alberto curls lovingly at your feet. The cares of an inferior and insecure world are so far below you that they don’t even exist.

What you know is this: Alberto’s face will always be set toward your light in adoration and worship.

You are his Master. He is your faggot.

This sunflower was grown by nature just for you.

I love you, Master Andre. Thank you so much for this gift of you!

This post is part of a thread following a faggot named Giovanni who is owned by Master Lorenzo. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

A good faggot is a tonic to Alphas. We soothe them, please them, worship them, and rejuvenate them. It’s part of the secret sauce that connects Alphas and faggots in such a special way.

Giovanni isn’t just a good faggot. He’s a great faggot. His faggot nature and all of his gifts as a servant of Men have been honed and refined by his Owner, the incomparable Master Lorenzo. In return for all that Master Lorenzo has done for him, little Giovanni does all he can to make Master Lorenzo’s growing empire run smoothly while also enriching his Master’s life and great name.

So when Master Lorenzo decided to invite his Alpha brother Master Jose to stay at his estate for a week of sexual adventures, he knew that Giovanni was the perfect faggot to play a part in his training of Master Jose. Let me explain.

In a recent post Master Jose told how he went to visit Master Lorenzo because Master Lorenzo wanted to deflower Master Jose and breed him as two Alphas partaking of their shared power. But Master Lorenzo knew that Master Jose would need to be recuperated after the deed was done, and that Giovanni was the right faggot for that assignment.

An oh, did it ever work perfectly!

Hello brother Saaaaam! <3 this is Giovanni

Omg, I have so much to talk with you, brother that I love so much!!!

So before Master Jose arrived here in the house my powerful and perfect Lorenzo talked with me and Rafael about that. Lorenzo said that the main purpose of Jose’s visit was that he (Lorenzo) wanted to fuck his tight and virgin Alpha ass. I thought that Jose would arrive here and give up because I know veeeeery well how thick Lorenzo’s cock is. It’s a lot!! But Lorenzo was super firm and clear with me and my beautiful brother Rafael: our work was to make sure that Jose “felt like a man”. He repeated that many many times and said that after the fuck Jose maybe would feel weaker or less powerful, so our work with him was to make sure that he would NEVER feel like a faggot, but as the strong man he is!! And of course we obeyed very well, so when Jose arrived from the airport, Rafael was wearing just white underwear and I was fully prepared as a girl, with red lingerie and pretty make-up for him. Our holes were ready, we were on our knees and ready to obey.

Omg brother Sam, it was so sexy to see Lorenzo and Jose in front of us, I was soooo ready!! But Lorenzo wanted to start with Jose first, without us. So they went to the bedroom and we waited in the couch in the living room. It was soooo hot because we could hear the bed hitting on the wall while my Master was fucking him, omg I was CRAZY to take some dick too!!! So maybe after 30 minutes Lorenzo opened the door and just said “boys, come here now” and of course we jumped to his room very hungry for cock and cum. Omg Sam, you can’t imagine how hot the scene was!!! They were both naked, covered in sweat, and the sheet on the bed was marked with sweat, the smell was just amazing.

So Lorenzo took Rafael and told him to clean his cock from Jose’s ass, and after 2 minutes of my brother sucking him our Master was hard again!! I was on my knees, looking up to Jose and he didn’t touch me, he was waiting for Lorenzo to give permission (I want to say that I LOVE LOVE LOVE Jose and Juan, they are soooo respecftul!! I met in the past some men that were really aggressive and thought that they could do whatever they wanted with my body, but Jose and Juan are always really good to me and the other boys and they ONLY touch us if Lorenzo accepts and they do with us just what Lorenzo allows, never hurting us, I really love that <3 <3 <3)

But so, Jose was waiting for 2 or 3 minutes just looking at Rafael sucking Lorenzo, without touching me and I was soooo horny, omg. I think my Master Lorenzo was distracted by the soft mouth of my brother Rafael because when he noticed that Jose was just looking at me, he said “go ahead, it’s all yours” OMG SAM!!! when Lorenzo said that, it was like opening the gate for a hungry lion, really! Jose not even kissed me, he was already naked so he just took my head told me to open my mouth and started to fuck my throat, his cock is not thick as Lorenzo, but it is longer, so I could feel him aaaaaall the way down, but I am a good boy and Lorenzo always trains me, so I think I did a great job. So that was we there: Rafael and me on our knees, Lorenzo and Jose sitting on the bed receiving a blowjob side by side like the amazing Alphas they are. Of course, during all the time Rafael was looking at our Master Lorenzo and I was looking at Jose waiting for more orders.

So Lorenzo said “let’s fuck some pussy” and he put Rafael and me in doggy style on the edge of the bed, put a lot of lube in our holes, and then they started to fuck us very nice. Jose’s cock go deeper inside of me but he can’t stretch me like Lorenzo’s thick dick, not even close. So I feel two different feelings, you know brother?? Lorenzo turns my whole into a real pussy every time he fucks me because my whole get so so so open, and with Jose I feel that he’s touching my heart with his cock but my hole doesn’t need to open so much. But I love both of them of course!!! <3 <3

We don’t use the word “cunt” here very often and I don’t even know how to say that in our language, but Lorenzo said, while fucking Rafael in doggy style “you see? That’s how we fuck faggots in my house, now let’s break them” And I think “break” was what you call cunt, brother Sam. Because after that they started to BANG US, like pounding so hard and it was AMAZING I looked to my left and Rafael was with his eyes closed and moaning so loud, he was almost screaming  while Lorenzo was opening his hole and I know very well how it feel to have such a thick cock in and out that fast, it feels like our holes will never be tight again. I was also moaning but I have more experience and Jose’s is not so thick, so I think it was a little easier for me (but never so easy to take an Alpha rut in our pussy, right?? hahahaha) So it was beautiful because we were in that position, just taking more and more cock, and Rafael held my hand, we were looking at each other in the eyes and our Men were destroying our holes, omg

So Lorenzo said to Jose “I wanna cum with you, let’s go?” And Jose said “yeah! let’s do it now” and they fucked us even stronger and faster, and Sam, omg!! I think Rafael and I were cunted at the same time!! Because he gave a REALLY LOUD scream and right after that I could feel Jose breaking my second hole, and his load as HUGE, so warm and so thick, he really unloaded his balls inside of me!! Lorenzo shot his load inside Rafael too. And we were soooo tired after that omg, it’s really crazy because it’s the men that make all the movement but we the faggots go so tired when they finish, Jose was really sweaty I could see the drops of sweat falling from his chest and his face, Lorenzo was the same thing (Lorenzo told me later that he turned off the AC on purpose because he wanted his faggots to feel their smell during the fuck, I love my Master!!!)

So Lorenzo took Rafael, put him on his chest, my brother was mute, just shaking and feeling the moment with his ass full of cum. Then he told Jose to do the same with me, and he put me on his chest with all that sweat, omg I love so much. So Jose asked Lorenzo (very respecftully as always) if he could kiss my lips, he said that he never kissed a faggot wearing makeup and he wanted to feel it, and Lorenzo said “of course, have fun” while he was giving attention to Rafael, kissing his forehead and his face. So Jose took my neck and gave me a long kiss, I was also very sweaty and I could feel that huge load inside my pussy, it was so much cum brother!!

We stayed in the bed for some time, then Lorenzo told us that he wanted to take a shower. I thought he would take a shower by himself first because the bathroom is not that big for 4 people, but he took Jose’s hand and told that he wanted to take a shower with him, while the faggots waited for them. They stayed in the shower for 10 or 15 minutes, and then the two gorgeous men came back naked and wet, with their towels on their shoulders. I was relaxing with Rafael recovering from that huge fuck, he was asking me how I took Lorenzo so well in my pussy, I was trying to help my brother telling him that he did really great but then Lorenzo told us to go take a shower too. But instead of leaving us there, he joined us and washed Rafael’s hole with his own hands, washed his chest, his armpits, to make sure he would be smelling really well (although I love it, my Master doesn’t like fag sweat at all!) So he said to Jose “well, now that you fucked my boy so well and he is full of your seed, go ahead and wash him, in my house we take care of the boys after we use them!” So Jose jumped into the shower too and he was really happy to take care of me!! He kissed me again, washed my ass, cleaned my hole with his finger washed my whole body with water and soap, telling me how hot I am!!

The Men went to the couch watch tv and relax, Rafael and I went to the kitchen because we were all very hungry. I know you wanna know more about the DP, and it was REALLY REALLY CRAZY, but it was good!!! I will tell you more in other day ok?? I love you soooo much brother!!! I hope you are proud of me, I’m doing my best to be a good fag like you! <3 <3

See what I mean about Giovanni being a great faggot? He has the intuition that truly complements a great Alpha like Master Lorenzo.

A great faggot was truly needed in this case, because Master Jose needed a great faggot after taking Master Lorenzo’s fat dick and deeply-pumped load. In that critical moment, Master Jose’s masculinity (let alone Alphahood) was under assault in a way.

But there were Gio and Rafael, on their knees, still ready to serve him afterward. To honor him as an Alpha. To give him their holes so that he can use the full strength of his power on them and regain his sense of self as an Alpha.

I cannot tell you how proud I am of Giovanni and Rafael, two premium faggots who tackle their tasks with emotional intelligence, carnal lust, and boyish enthusiasm. They are the best kind of complement to the power and rage of an Alpha!

I also want to highlight the effortless power and delicate care Master Lorenzo exhibits in Giovanni’s tale. Master Lorenzo controlled every aspect of this encounter, from what the faggots would do while he fucked Master Jose, to teaching Master Jose about bathing the faggots after using them. I’m always impressed my Master Lorenzo, but these details just add to his legacy in my heart.

This entire episode was expertly executed in order to build up Master Jose and teach him how to better utilize his Alpha power. While Master Lorenzo was the conductor of this symphony, Giovanni and Rafael were the orchestra … and they played their parts perfectly.

I love you, my sweet little brother Gio and Raffy!

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

When a Man realizes he’s Alpha, he has a lot to take in and absorb about himself, his place in the world, and the benefits and responsibilities of that loftiest of positions. He comes to understand that the world’s general view of Manhood is only partially correct and becoming more corrupted all the time.

Instead, he learns the clean, clear truth about Hierarchy, and suddenly all things that were formerly confusing about his life suddenly make more sense. Even when they might seem counter-intuitive (like fucking faggots), they all lock together to form a well-balanced, complete image of a truly powerful Alpha Male.

The real test is this: will the developing Alpha do the things necessary to embrace his Alphahood? I liken this process to working out. Nobody wants to start a workout routine at first, or even in the first few weeks. It’s painful, tiring, and annoying. But suddenly the routine makes sense, and the results of the transformation are so undeniable and impressive that the Man is grateful he tried in the first place. It’s the same with truly embracing Alphahood. The pieces are there from birth … but will the Alpha use them and become more powerful, or shrink back?

Master Jose has chosen to become more powerful.

When Master Jose first started his journey to embrace his Alphahood, fucking faggots was a real test for him. But he did it, and he felt more powerful from it. But after his first visit to the Brazilian chalet of Master Lorenzo, it was suggested that the next time Master Jose visited him, Master Lorenzo wanted to mount and breed him.

Of course, this naturally caused Master Jose consternation and alarm. A Man doesn’t want to be bred by another Man. This idea flies in the face of everything a Man knows about himself. And yet, there is a Hierarchical tenet that describes Alphas sharing seed with one another as a way of celebrating their power as Alpha brothers together. For instance, Master Chad does it with the Alphas around him. And Master Lorenzo wanted that kind of bond with Master Jose.

Intrigued, Master Jose went back to Brazil for a week-long visit with Master Lorenzo and his faggots, and this is what happened:

Hola Sam, this is Master Jose from Mexico.

As you know I went to Lorenzo’s house in Brazil and spent a week with him because he wanted to fuck me. I was still afraid when I arrived there because I thought that he would try to turn me into a faggot just like Juan did with Bruno. But what a wonderful surprise, Lorenzo is a real Man and a King above us.

As soon as I arrived there, Gio and Rafael were waiting for us on their knees. Rafael wore sexy underwear, and Gio was fully prepared with his red lingerie and make-up. Lorenzo just said “a good boy and a good girl for us.” My cock got super hard as soon as I saw the two faggots and I wanted to fuck them tight at that moment. Lorenzo had asked me to keep a 3-day load, so I was super horny and ready to fuck. But before I put my cock out for them to suck, Lorenzo held my hand and said “before you use them, I need you with me.” I felt a quiver because I thought he would wait a few days before fucking me, but I guess the King was hungry for some Alpha hole.

Lorenzo told the boys to wait for us in the living room and took me to his bedroom, locking the door behind us. Then he said “the boys are outside, now we are just two Men loving each other here. But don’t worry, you’ll have the chance to use both of them.” He started getting fully naked and told me to do the same. We were both extremely hard and I couldn’t stop looking at his thick cock and big balls. He held me in his arms and starting kissing my lips, while our hard cocks rubbed against each other, our balls also touching, I could feel his whole body touching mine, his muscles against mine. The Alpha energy was so high that I could feel it, almost touch it around us.

Lorenzo then told me to sit down on his bed, so his hard cock was pointing right to my face. Then he looked down at my eyes and said “I will not fuck your throat like I do with the boys, I want you to do it at your pace.” So I held his cock with my right hand and started sucking the tip and jerk off with my hand. I had already sucked him some times when I visited him for the first time, so I knew how he liked it and did the best to please my Alpha brother. I felt the taste of his precum on my tongue but didn’t stop sucking and jerking off. After some time, he told me to stop, and laid down with me in his bed. We hugged again and for a long time we just kissed, his hands touching my whole body, telling me how hot I was. I could feel his hard cock touching my legs, wet from my own saliva, and at this point I was too horny to think, I just let him guide me.

Then he touched my hole, it was really tight and tense. Sucking his cock was not a taboo for me anymore, but taking a dick in my ass was still difficult to accept. Then he asked “are you sure you want this?” For one second, I thought about giving up and asking him if it would be okay to please him just with my mouth. And I am sure that he wouldn’t be upset at be if I had done this. But no, I decided to give to the King what he deserves, so I just said “brother, I think you deserve to have whatever you want, but I’m afraid”

Then, as the Master and King he is, he just said “relax and if you don’t feel safe I’ll stop, then you can go back to the living room and use the boys, ok?” I agreed with him and decided to try. We had taken a shower together (which was also really hot), so I was properly clean, but had no idea of what to do. Instead of preparing my hole with my ass up as he always does with the boys, he hugged me, kissed me again, and started fingering my hole with lube while we kissed. His left hand holding my head to kiss me harder, and his right hand fingering my virgin hole.

I won’t lie, it felt weird at first but the more we kissed, the more I relaxed. Lorenzo spent a good 30 minutes kissing me and fingering me with lube, then he would stop kissing to tell me how hot I was and how sexy I was, telling me to relax and take deep breaths. We were still hugging when I felt him putting two fingers in my hole, touching me really deep with his long fingers. When he said “you’re ready now,” I accepted my fate that I would be fucked by a God Alpha. I asked him if he wanted me to put my ass up. Then he said “no, this is how I fuck faggots, you’re an Alpha and my brother, I will never mount you like a faggot.” Lorenzo really takes it seriously and believed that certain positions are just for faggots (ass up, doggy style, etc). Then he told me that I would first ride him, so I got on top of him, positioned his cock with lots of lube next to my virgin hole and started pressing my ass down, still afraid of what would happen.

His hard cock slided inside of me little by little and at first it was painful, but he was really respectful and gentle, never pressing too hard. I took another deep breath and continued to slide down until I felt his balls touching my ass and I realized that the whole thing was inside of me. He started to thrust but that was too much for me, so I begged him to take it easy. So he stopped and just told me to feel his big dick inside of me.

I spent a few minutes just feeling his cock pulsing inside my hole, he didn’t move at all, I was just feeling that big cock pulsing like a heart in my hole. Then he started to move in and out really slowly and told me  to relax, and it started to feel better. He had put a big mirror on the wall that wasn’t there when I visited him before, then I understood why he had done it. He told me to look at the mirror reflecting the bed and I saw myself, a big and strong Latino Alpha, going up and down another Man, sliding his cock inside my ass.

I think he noticed that I was feeling shame of myself for submitting to another Man because he said “don’t be afraid of looking at you, we are two Men loving each other, the boys will respect you even more after this” At that point I was riding him and feeling his whole dick in my ass. Of course I was riding him much slower than Gio or Rafa because they are pros, but still I was going in a good pace to please him.

Then he changed to missionary and looked really deep inside my eyes. I felt like a sort of Alpha training if such a thing exists, because he started thrusting faster in my ass while his both hands held my head and he repeated “we are men, you’re my brother” At that point he was really pounding me like an Alpha, strongly and deeply. But instead of saying “you’re mine, you’re a faggot, take my cock and obey” like he always does with Gio and Rafa, he didn’t use any of this sentences with me. Instead, he kept repeating “we are men, you’re my brother”, which honestly made me feel much better. He could’ve called me a faggot and made fun of me, because I was defenseless with my legs open and his hard cock penetrating me like a sword. But my brother and King treated me like an equal to him, making sure that I was feeling good. And oh yeah, it felt really good

After some time pounding me hard, he said “take my seed for you, brother” and all I could say was “yeah, please”, then he shot a huge load, I could feel all that warm cum invading my ass and he didn’t stop pounding me, he kept banging for 2 or 3 minutes even after he came, I could feel all that thick cum moving inside my hole.

We were both really sweaty and he kissed me hard again. The only thing he said while grasping for some air was “remember: you will never be a faggot, no matter what other people say”. And believe it or not Sam, but he is right, I never felt like a faggot while he was fucking me, I felt like a Man learning Alphahood from a stronger Man. I was jerking off with his load inside of me, but he told me to wait because I should save my 3-day load for the faggots. He opened the door, called the boys, and in 5 second Gio and Rafa were kneeling in the room probably smelling our Alpha energy and sweat in the air. Lorenzo took Rafael for him and told the boy to clean his cock, he immediately got to work and licked his cum and sweat, probably tasting my ass on his Master’s cock.

The sweet slutty Gio was hungry for cum and completely available for me. After getting fucked by Lorenzo, I was insanely horny and ready to go.

I gotta go to work, so I’ll tell you the rest later, ok? Including how I fucked Giovanni still feeling Lorenzo’s warm cum in my ass. And that was just the first day lol but I wanted to tell you this most important part now… you might think that I am not a Man anymore because I enjoyed the fuck, I bet some of your reader will call me a faggot. But I know what I am, and I know how good it feels to be a Man under the powerful guidance of a God Alpha.

I’ll send you more messages later!
I hope you’re doing alright Sam, you’re our perfect sweet faggot and everybody here loves you

Beautiful! And beautifully described as well!

First of all, I would never, ever impugn Master Jose’s Manhood or Alphahood in any way. The answer is right there in the description of the moment Master Lorenzo bred his Alpha brother: he looked Master Jose in the eyes and kept telling him that they are brothers. This was not a coupling of conquest, but rather one of sharing. It was not borne of disparity (like an Alpha and faggot), but one of unity. Anybody who cannot understand that is missing the point entirely.

I think it was incredibly brave and trusting of Master Jose to return to Master Lorenzo for this act to happen, and it’s that very spirit that allowed the moment to become what it was. Truly powerful Alphas feed off of the power and energy of other Alphas in this way.

I think the response of Giovanni and Rafael, Master Lorenzo’s two world-class in-house faggots, says it all. They never lost even one iota of respect for Master Jose after the event took place. They recognize that Master Jose is truly an Alpha leader just like their Owner.

Because Master Jose has passed two huge tests in his growth as an Alpha, I foresee greater things ahead for him. I have no idea what they might involve (I’m a faggot, after all), but anything is possible. He’s learning from one of the greatest Alphas on the planet, and together they (along with Master Juan) will rule for a long, long time!

I just want to thank Master Jose for sharing this deeply personal moment with everyone. Every experience teaches us truths about ourselves and each other!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the blessed life of gay God Alpha Dean, twin brother of his faggot Jimmy and part of the Hierarchical family of God Alpha Dino. CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!

In the long life of this site, there have been few threads to compare with the wondrous Hierarchical family raised with haphazard care by God Alpha Dino and his dearly-departed faggot wife Jamie. Jamie infused Master Dino with lots of money from a career writing in Hollywood, and he spun it into a massive fortune like some possessed Rumplestiltskin.

But even Master Dino would admit that his real fortune comes from his glorious sons. Masters Chad and Dean carry his God Alpha genetics, and his other son Jimmy makes him proud as a truly dedicated faggot. And together like a warped family they have built out a small, self-contained empire of Alphas like Masters Cal and Shane, and a bevy of faggots serving the Men day and night in a heavily-guarded compound secreted away in the mountains.

And so it has been ever since Master Dino and Jamie reached out to me so long ago, and it has been one of the great privileges of my fag life to know them and their motley crew. But circumstances have changed lately, as Master Dean reveals in his latest letter:

I regret you were uninformed as to Our recent deployment. As developments unfolded, everyone has been without internet service until the tower was installed. 

As the Fanta fascist has begun its destruction of Our country, Father thought it best to close the complex, regroup, and, at least for a time, relocate. A smaller complex was built on an island near mommy’s. It was once an animal preserve but had gone back to ‘normal’ after the majority of the animals died off. Father’s tarriences were fueled by arranging the new home, complete with guards and protection. We and the faggots are turning lovely shades of brown again. There are some game animals still but they are safely fenced out, safe until My Holy Brother’s hunting instincts rush to the fore that is.

It’s has been a whirlwind of experience with sweeping changes for all. bunny and the rainbow have gratefully adapted to the changes and seem happier than ever before. I shall admit to you that Chadwick and I had a private assignation last evening and I feel more masculine than one can imagine. I never thought I could love My Brother more but I do. It is a strange, almost diabolical thing. My Brother and I can be working, which jokingly might start a wrestling match, which leads to carnality. It is almost unthinkable to submit to any Man. It actually sickens Me to imagine another Man inside Me but, oh, how fitting it is to feel and see Chadwick taking His pleasure from Me. It is an odd, unique bond. I would murder any other Man who attempted this violation of Me but The Savior’s magnificence somehow placates and soothes such homical impulses. It is a precarious situation. While equally strong, My love for bunny is quite different. For as phantasmagorical as the situation is, it is EXTREMELY satisfying for your King. I dominate all except for the most masculine of Men. It is a glorious, wonderous experience for this proud Alpha Male. I suppose it could be a humbling thing for others but I have known since birth that Chadwick would be the leader of We Brothers so the concerns of My submission to Him were softened by that fact.

My bunny is truly an adult now. she and c.c. have become mommy, for all intents and purposes. Cal and Chad are as true Brothers and We three casually and purposefully use faggots, grabbing them up from happy play, blessing them with sex and semen, then lolling about with refreshments while they giggle and play in the surf contented with Men’s fluids inside them.

Father is gone again on His quest to right the wrongs of the world. We shall discuss His lofty ambitions another time. The Sons of We Gods flourish in this climate and are quickly becoming little Men. My Holy Son and The Prince have become inseparable and are already asserting Their dominance. They are 7 and 6 respectively and have already been ‘caught’ demanding suspected faggot brothers to serve them in children’s ways. It is satisfying to observe Them asserting Their dominance. We have concurred that two boys are faggots as they happily do as the Alpha Boys say. It fills We Men with extreme pride. My bunny says hello to you as she swallows My surfeited slab of flesh. Lol  

I must stop as redfaggot has appeared, hunger in her entire face. My mornings activities are assured. Goodbye for now little one. Your King must take and dominate. 

First of all, I was so relieved (also astonished) to hear that God Dino has taken the extraordinary step of building a brand new secured mansion on an island outside the United States. It’s breathtaking what wealthy Alphas can do! Nobody strategizes better than God Dino, and he sees the handwriting on the wall: America is falling into fascism, and his family is endangered. So many Americans want to do the same thing right now (including yours truly), but they lack the resources and the Alpha mentality to make things happen at will. I’m so glad that God Dino, the ultimate Protector Alpha, has moved his massive flock out of danger!

Master Dean also touches on something I will be writing about more at-length (also a possible podcast episode) about Alphas breeding Alphas. All of the Alphas have been bred by Master Chad at some point or another regardless of their sexual preference. But, as I will discuss in more detail later, that breeding doesn’t diminish their Alphahood in any way. In fact, it tends to strengthen their Alphahood.

Now, Master Dean is a gay God Alpha, but being gay doesn’t mean he wants a cock in his ass or in his mouth. But what he DOES want is the massive shot of Master Chad’s virile cum. The sharing of cum between Alphas is a potent way to share Alpha genetics.

I’m also really intrigued by the way the sons of Masters Chad, Dean, and Cal are growing together and already developing natural Hierarchical tendencies at such a young age! It’s even more definitive proof that these roles arise organically from within us from birth!

The beautiful part is the young faggots will be raised Hierarchically with all of the love and support that most faggots do not enjoy!

I am always in awe of Master Dean. His power and depth of intellect and understanding are absolutely unmatched by anyone except perhaps God Dino and Master Chad. I’m so fortunate to have Master Dean’s loving protection in my life, and his god-like example to share with the world!

Early in 2022 I received a letter from a faggot named Shawn. He told me an incredible story about a rape by his subsequent Owners, bisexual Master Aaron and his straight Alpha friend Master Michael.

And then, quite out of the blue, Master Aaron began writing to me to set the record straight (Shawn hadn’t told the entire truth) and to give me more insight into his viewpoint on faggots.

That thread always stuck with me, because it gave me new insights into the thought processes of straight Alphas who own and use faggots. Master Aaron was particularly manipulative (in the best possible way), always seeking to push his faggots and help them achieve greater degrees of subspace intensity. It also really helped that he was a gifted writer, able to truly articulate his methodology and perspective.

I may be getting back in touch with Master Aaron (fingers crossed), so I painstakingly restored his legendary thread from FWA to this site for posterity.

You can access that entire thread in chronological order by CLICKING HERE!

I hope you enjoy it!

Findom attracts all kinds of wannabe Alphas to it. Lured in by the promise of easy money and a few laughs, these guys often misunderstand the purpose of the scene or its actual power. They usually resort to stereotypical homophobia that borders on real hate. Typically, they end up diluting the scene and ruining it for others.

But every so often a true Alpha arrives on the findom scene, and the difference is immediate and obvious. True straight Alphas like Master @alphaaesthetic8, Master @alphasepanta, Master @thekingtyler_, or Master @alphagodadonis are undeniably Alpha, and they aren’t acting a part … they LIVE that everyday regardless of findom. And THAT is where the true heart of findom lies. It’s not in the power exchange of money given in tributes, but in the HIERARCHICAL TRUTH as its foundation. Findom reveals the hierarchical truth that happens everyday among males. It’s NATURAL.

The latest addition to findom is a glorious “new” natural Alpha named Master Holden (@HoldenMastersX). I put quotes around the word “new” because this is actually a return to the scene for him after some time away so he could reassess how to properly conduct business with faggots. Much like the famous six-month break Master @alphaaesthetic8 took to rebuild his life into a findom machine that made him millions, Master Holden took a wise step back to retarget his objectives and make a better game plan.

And it’s brilliant.

Just like the star athlete he once was, Master Holden has returned to the field with a new game plan. And it begins and ends with this incredible two-part mission statement he published on his X account. Here’s part one:

When I first started doing findom, it was a funny thing to me. Yeah, I knew I was hot, a bit cocky, and had a big dick. The idea that people would just give me money because of it was a riot. As I got into, I noticed something familiar was happening. People have been serving me for years, I just didn’t know it at the time. Even back as far as high school, fags and my straight boys alike would rush to do things for me. Girls would literally throw themselves at me. Within my circle of friends, I was always the leader. So as my findom progressed, I started to understand it. I’ve always been a powerful Alpha and findom was just a natural kingdom for this king. In just under a year, I’ve made a substantial amount of money from findom. But something much bigger happened. I’ve established a growing stable of loyal fags and subs that serve me off X. They serve me financially but we’ve also developed long-term personal Alpha/sub relationships. I’ve learned to become quite comfortable in the power that I possess. I’ve even acquired a full time faggot that serves me in every day life. He does chores, he takes care of me, and even hands me large amounts of cash even though he isn’t a cash fag. Much like most of my subs, serving me has given him a purpose. But for me, it’s much more than the money. It’s safe to say that it’s been a minute since this has been a fetish for me. It’s now a lifestyle and has become a conduit for the natural alpha power that’s been emanating from me for as long as I can remember. I enjoy this. I enjoy owning fags. I spend more time texting with my loyal fags and subs than I do my friends and family. The relationships I’ve developed with them has been more gratifying than any others I’ve had. Well, except for girls. lol. That is why I’ve begun to offer direct contact with me to true finsubs and fags who really want to not only serve, but develop a long term relationship with their alpha. It costs a little bit to join, but you get my cell for unlimited texting and my telegram (exclusive to these subs) for DMs and an interactive group chat, and a ton of exclusive content not seen anywhere else. Best of all, it’s away from X and all the freeloaders and cheap attention whores. Just the real ones and me. This is for true finsubs and fags who want to serve and connect with a real alpha, not for fetish seekers who just want to talk to me. There are other outlets for that. This is your chance to serve a true alpha and have a meaningful relationship with him, but to also be part of something special. It’s a place where you finally belong among subs and fags just like you, serving your king together as a family.

So first off, notice that Master Holden first started the same way as every straight Alpha does, as a fun fetish and a way to make money.

But then comes the kicker: the worship from faggots made him MORE POWERFUL than he ever could’ve been without them! Suddenly he realized the truer destiny for natural-born, God-level Alphas like him!

Here’s the second part, where Master Holden defines his Alphahood in relation to the pretenders around him:

YOU CAN’T FAKE BEING AN ALPHA. You either are or you aren’t, and most of these findom “alphas” are not. They’re just playing a role to make a quick buck. Now me on the other hand, I’ve had people serving me since I was in high school. I just didn’t know it until I was introduced to findom and learned what it meant to be an alpha. When I was introduced high school, I was a stud. I was also the quarterback of a winning high school football team. I would have went on to play college ball, but an injury and surgery had other plans for me. Looking back now, I had almost an entire school serving my every need. I had girls throwing themselves at me. Once word got around about my big dick, I didn’t even have to try. They sought me out. I even slept with more than a few of my teammates girlfriends. My teammates were not only ok with it, but some of them were proud that I fucked their girl. It was status for them. There wasn’t a day that I didn’t at least get a blow job somewhere on school grounds from some slut. Then there were the faggots. There were a few and they would go out of their way to do things for me. They’d buy me things, offer to help me with my school work, etc. they’d pay for things too, like prom and year book dues. The straight guys weren’t much different. Thinking back, I could have had any one of them worship my feet like my fag does now. In my group of friends, I was always the leader. To this day, they still don’t do things if I’m not involved. They come to me for advice and seek my approval on things like girls their dating, a car they want to buy and so on. I don’t try at any of this. It just is because I’m an alpha. I’m a real alpha. I’m not an alpha because of findom, I’m in findom because I’m an alpha. Things just happen for me, men want to be me, and women want me (and some of the men too). This is part of why I created the Stable. Findom should be more than just online transactions. Fags should be able to serve their master proper and build a relationship with him, one not obstructed by tons of time wasters and freeloaders. So if you want a real relationship with a real Alpha male, get in my DMs faggot.

This confessional is most startling and incredibly insightful. It’s a glimpse into the mind of a developing God Alpha as he’s becoming self-aware of the great power he took for granted for so long.

People have harassed me over my ten years of teaching Hierarchy regarding my rigid definitions of roles. And it’s true, when dealing with human beings, you can’t totally shove every single person into a labelled box. However, Master Holden demonstrates every single characteristic of a God Alpha as defined by my Hierarchical chart in the pinned post of this website.

I know what I’m talking about because I’ve served God Alphas, and I know some God Alphas personally. That’s why I can be so confident in identifying Master Holden as a God Alpha.

Additionally, he’s the best kind of God Alpha because he’s benevolent, empathetic, and he sympathizes with the weaknesses he causes in inferiors. When he encounters a faggot in his everyday life and it stammers and avoids eye contact, he understands and accepts that as simply a result of his natural power over them. In fact, Master Holden welcomes that.

There simply isn’t a finer or more complete God Alpha in the findom scene than Master Holden. You all know how I feel about findom, but if I had a recommendation aside from Master @alphaaesthetic8, it would be this awe-inspiring King!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the life of domination of a God Alpha named Master Jase. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!

It’s sometimes a bit terrifying to hear some of Master Jase’s stories of utter faggot destruction. It’s like watching a spooky documentary about Bigfoot, and you’re suddenly mortified by the idea of actual monsters roaming the earth.

Well, Master Jase is proof that there are, indeed, monsters walking among us. More like STALKING among us.

His latest true account is no less spinetingling:

It’s our Alpha nature to own, control and dominate in any situation. It’s your fag nature to submit, obey, and worship my Alpha power and stength. Be it conscious or unconscious.

Perfect example today. I power-fucked and cunted a hunked up fag for near over 5 constant hours yesterday evening. By the end he was nothing more than a weakly convulsing muscle ragdoll, wasted and delirious from the number of assgasms his cunt received. My house slut washed and carried the fag into a spare bed, before returning to worship and service my body and take my cock throughout the night.

At this point I made the observation that his house faggot is almost like a triage nurse there to care for the fag bodies broken and bruised by Master Jase’s animal lust.

Sometimes I sleep with him, spooning against him with my cock tucked up against his ass for easy access. Woke up this morning to my house slut sliding his cunt up and down my cock, cunting himself deep. Rolled and pinned him back down and flooded his used cunt with my morning load. I left him there in bed to recover, after having his dazed mouth clean my cock.

First thing I see in the corridor was yesterday’s hunk fag kneeling outside. Upon seeing me, the fag tried to stand but instantly collapsed, because his legs were still completely fucked out. He crawls towards me, moaning at the sight of me towering over him, and presses his head and mouth under my hard cock while his arms and hands gripe and worship my strong legs.

It was no question that the muscled fag was still cock drunk. His eyes were still dilated, his face was one of incoherent bliss, and he was barely able to talk. Yet the fag’s first instincts were to serve and pleasure me. Even when he couldn’t walk, his natural place was at my feet, worshipping and grovelling.

I dragged him to the sofa and allowed him to worship my body and cock. The fag made such satisfied moans as he touched my legs, sniffed and suckled on my balls, kissed and licked my abs and pecs, and sucked and nursed on my cock tip. I would pet and stroke his head and he would moan back in response. I pulled him back and asked him what he says, and his hoarse, barely coherent voice replies, “Thank you, sir.”

I decided to reward such good service by lifting up his hunky, wasted body, and bounce him up and down my cock. Completely at my mercy, his muscles just a grip hold for me to power him up and down. Had him swinging like a toy, moaning higher and higher, and having yet more assgasms on my cock. The fag’s cunt was still raw, pulpy and destroyed from last night but that didn’t stop me from slamming him up and down hard.

Pounded a massive load into him, his cunt lips were so battered it couldn’t contain my seed and much of it leaked out while I hammered my orgasm into him. Pulled him off and forced his gaping, drooling mouth back onto my cock for cleaning, and left him to my house slut, who at that point had come back to and was waiting to the side for my orders.

I can never get tired of seeing my seed seep out between an open pair of swollen cunt lips.

If you ever had a doubt about the reality of hierarchy being the truth, the life and conquests of Master Jase will dispel them immediately. He’s living proof of its truth.

He’s also living proof of what true Alphas need and expect from the inferiors in their lives. Sure, not every Alpha is as blunt an instrument as he is, but they all require the same worship and service.

And in return, Alphas like Master Jase reward these obedient faggots with training and experiences that will shape the rest of their lives.

So yes, the world has monsters in it. Necessary monsters!

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

The lifelong friendship Master Andre shares with his faggot Alberto is truly one of the most genuine and frankly beautiful ones I’ve covered on this site. This straight Alpha loved Alberto despite Alberto’s homosexuality, frailty, and vulnerability. Maybe he loved Alberto BECAUSE of those things, because Master Andre is a natural Protector Alpha of the highest order. As those little boys grew into adulthood, Alberto was always beside his Alpha protector, safe in his mighty shadow.

Then along came Master Andre’s former girlfriend and her fetish for gay sex. Had it not been for her (and eventually me), Master Andre may have never started using faggots. But once he started feeding and breeding his dearest friend and took him in as his faggot, his appreciation for Alberto deepened and strengthened … so much so that Master Andre eventually dismissed her in favor of Alberto.

So what’s really going on here?

Master Andre has been wrestling with all of these new feelings created by the ownership of his friend and the collision of his growing power with his genuine warmth and goodness. This is pretty normal for young Protector Alphas. A slight identity crisis results from making choices that go outside societal “norms”.

But Master Andre’s solution to this issue is brilliantly handled:

Hi Sam, this is Andre again, Alberto’s friend.

I have been thinking a lot about my responsibility with Alberto. After everything that happened this year, I felt quite guilty for exposing him to Angela’s questionable attitudes. As you know, she has tried several times to convince me to send Alberto back to his home, which would’ve exposed him to great danger with his father. Of course, I would never do that with him, but I am now noticing that I have great influence and responsibility with him. It is my duty to take care of him and make sure he is safe, and I will not disappoint my little buddy.

The last few weeks have been of deep self-reflection for me and I went back to therapy to organize my thoughts. My therapist believes that I should keep my heart open and explore these new feelings, open to new forms to express my sexuality. And I agree with him. He’s a straight man with a deep understanding of sexuality and I guess familiar with hierarchy because he always tells me that Alberto needs a firm hand and I don’t need to be gay or bisexual to be this firm hand. I agree with him. I have no prejudice at all, from the bottom of my heart. I even tried to watch gay porn to see if my cock would get hard, but no matter how hot the guys are, I don’t feel sexual attraction toward men. What turns me on is Alberto’s big eyes asking me to take care of him, that makes me crazy.

I am still reluctant to call him “faggot” or “slut”, but I have been really into calling him “good boy” or “sweet boy” and he really loves it. Alberto is much more of a sexy romantic gay boy than a hungry slut. In fact, my cock is the only one he has ever sucked or served. And I’m not gonna lie, I’ve using his holes a lot. Our favorite position nowadays has been cowgirl. I sit on the couch with my legs open, he comes like an obedient puppy and sucks my balls and my cock for however long I want, no matter if 5 minutes or 3 hours. Then I lube his hole, he sits on my cock looking at me, and I hug him tight. Then my boy rides me while I hold his body against mine, and it feels so good that I hardly ever change the position. I usually let him ride as much as he wants, and when I’m getting close, I just tell him to stop and fuck his hole hard and deep, pumping my load inside of him. I love how he thanks me at the end, as if I was doing him a huge favor for fucking his tight hole.

I still love pussy and I want to have many girls in my bed. But after what has happened, I will focus on taking care of Alberto’s mind, feelings, and body. He loves tattoos and he has always had a dream to tattoo a flower on his ass, but of course he could never do it while living with his parents. Now that he is with me, I’ve been encouraging him a lot to do it, but I want to choose the best artist possible to do it. His body is perfect and I don’t want anything to change his beautiful ass.

I will keep exploring my feelings and deal with the fact that apparently I am an “Alpha.” I have never thought about that to be honest. For me, taking care of women and gays is just what any man should do, no matter what. I think it’s the reason why men exist, but learning more about hierarchy has been really good to me. And it has helped me to understand that I can have sex with Alberto without necessarily identifying as bisexual. I don’t even think about fucking other femboys, I am very happy pumping all my loads inside my lovely friend and little princess.

I hope that one day I’ll have a lovely wife loyal to be, but I will never let any woman harm Alberto’s feelings. He has my word and I will never disappoint him.

By the way, thanks for sharing the diet by Francesco. Alberto read it here and showed to me. He is healthy and usually doesn’t struggle to get ready for me, but I want him to keep skinny, so I told to him to follow the diet. He immediately went to the grocery store and bought all the ingredients, including the fiber gums to take every morning with chia seeds. It’s too bad to see that Francesco’s partner didn’t follow it. Alberto literally ran to the store to follow what I said. I guess I am a lucky guy, but every time I see him doing my laundry or kneeling for me I am more and more sure of how lucky I am. He says it’s the least he can do after all the times I saved him from bullies or from his dad. But still, I feel very lucky to have such a sweet princess with me.

I don’t know if I love him as I will love my wife one day. This is still confusing for me. But I definitely love him as a lovely and sweet princess who I will always protect.

I’m so moved by the fact that Master Andre went to consult a therapist about his new experiences and the feelings arising from them. He takes this stuff SERIOUSLY, and he’s willing to put in the work to grow and improve!

But maybe I can also help to clarify things for Master Andre as well.

First of all, there’s no question Master Andre is Alpha. In fact, he’s the greatest type of Alpha. He has the potential to be a God Alpha, albeit one with a deep and vibrant emotional core. He’s unafraid to express himself regardless of what anyone thinks precisely because he is Alpha.

And Alberto is a natural-born faggot. I understand that Master Andre views that word as derogatory and insulting, and he doesn’t want to use that kind of word to describe someone he loves as much as Alberto. But that word isn’t insulting to true faggots, and I don’t think Alberto would find it insulting to be called that. I’m not saying Master Andre should, but the roles should be clear here. Master Andre not only loves and cares for Alberto, he OWNS Alberto. That ownership arises from the fact that he’s Alpha, and Alberto is his beloved faggot.

I’m glad that Master Andre is realizing that owning and fucking Alberto doesn’t change the fact that he’s still straight. Funnily enough, Master Andre did exactly what my straight Master Chris once did and tested his heterosexuality by watching gay porn. And, like my Master Chris, he discovered the truth that owning and using faggots does not change a Man’s sexual orientation. I love this so much, because, like my Master Chris, it shows Master Andre is an intelligent and emotionally-confident Alpha.

You can hear the joy in Master Andre’s words when describing his breeding of Alberto, or how obediently Alberto worships/services his cock and balls. You can hear the pride Master Andre has when he describes Alberto’s eagerness to adhere to Master Francesco’s strict diet, knowing that Alberto is a “good boy” always seeking to please him! These are powerful and resonant emotions Master Andre has, ones that come from a perfect Hierarchical alignment of a true Alpha coming to completely own a true faggot.

There’s no doubt Master Andre will eventually go on to fall in love with a woman and have children with her. Before that happens, he will likely have other girlfriends and enjoy lots of pussy.

But none of those relationships will be able to give Master Andre the one thing he now knows he needs as an Alpha: POWER. Because of Alberto’s faithful and loyal worship of him, Master Andre is slowly realizing he is meant for so much more than ordinary Men. He’s understanding the great and charismatic power he wields, gifts he received from nature at birth and will define the rest of his life.

There’s no going backward. Master Andre has a throne to which he was born to ascend! And his beloved Alberto will always be proudly kneeling at his feet!