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!

I’ve been the First Faggot to at least five straight Alphas, and each time it’s happened I’ve felt such a weight of responsibility. I always want to give Alphas good experiences, but with straight Alphas who have never known what’s it like to be serviced by a faggot, there’s more importance to get it right. I’ve always taken this responsibility seriously.

Fabien is a faggot after my own heart. He’s the little brother I never had, and we both see eye-to-eye on the importance of our purpose as faggots of straight Alphas. We also value and cherish every opportunity we have to be of service to these Kings!

Fabien’s latest update tickled me because it’s full of the joy as well as the scheming that we faggots do when dealing with straight Alphas who are oblivious to the purpose of faggots.

Read on to learn more:

My beloved big brother,

I definitely don’t want to make the same mistake of forgetting to tell you about an important moment in Anthony’s life (and mine), so I’m using the time while the Alphas are sleeping to write you a recap of the day!

My Master and I have been staying in a lovely little villa near the beach since yesterday. Today, while Anthony went to see some friends who were visiting nearby, I was supposed to pick up his older cousin Arthur at the train station. My Master told me that he thought his cousin was probably an Alpha (he’s very popular with girls, scores a string of conquests, and is generally very well-liked by everyone) but that, to his knowledge, he didn’t use any slaves. So I had the pleasure of meeting Arthur today and taking him to the beach, where he wanted to spend some time, and then at the villa, where he’s spending the week with us.

As soon as I saw him, I knew that my Master Anthony was right and that his cousin was an Alpha. Arthur is in his early thirties, about my age, and he exudes confidence and charm. You’ll probably think I’m obsessed with Spider-Man (and maybe I am!), but I think he has a bit of a resemblance to Andrew Garfield when he was younger and more muscular. In any case, my servile instinct kicked in immediately when I was with him!

When I met him, I took his luggage and asked him what he wanted and what I could do for him. I’ll try to transcribe as faithfully as possible (albeit maybe simplifying a bit) the conversation he and I had while we were walking to the beach and I was carrying his things.

“So you’re Tony’s roomate, hey?”

“Actually, I’m more his live-in servant. That’s why I am at your service as well, Sir! Tell me anything you want.”

He chuckled. “What do you mean? Does he pay you to clean his house and stuff like that?”

“No, he doesn’t pay me. Actually, I’m the one who gives him money! He deserves all I can give to him, and more.”

He looked at me with a mixture of amusement and puzzlement. Anthony hadn’t told me what I should or shouldn’t say to his cousin, but I felt it was my hierarchical duty to tell the truth to this Man who, clearly, wasn’t yet living the life he deserved to his full potential.”You see, Sir, there’s a Male Hierarchy, and the Alpha Males are at the top. They are the strongest, most confident and powerful Men who are natural leaders. The most superior Alphas are the ones who own and use slaves, especially male slaves.”

He wore an incredulous smile. “And so, men like you…”

“I’m not a Man. I don’t deserve that name, because I’m at the very bottom of the Hierarchy. I’m a slave. I was born for this.” He seemed more and more interested, though he was still skeptical. So I went on.

“Me and other males, we are natural slaves. We exist to serve Alphas and be used by them in any way they want. We serve them domestically, of course, financially, and we praise and worship them. And even sexually.”

He was surprised. “What? I thought Anthony’s was straight! We used to chase girls together, I practically trained him when he was a teen!”

“Then you did a wonderful job, Sir! Anthony is very popular with girls, I can tell you! He fucks them again and again! But even straight Alphas use inferior males sexually. They fuck us because that increases their power and their dominance. That doesn’t make them gay. Actually, they’re the straightest of straight Men.”

Arthur was silent for a moment, clearly deep in thought. When we were at the beach, and he was resting in the shade on a lounge chair after swimming, I sat in the sand, near him, practically at his feet.

“May I ask you a question, Sir? When you were in high school or college, or even now at work, do you have any bootlickers, any minions? People who do your every bidding? Don’t you see the people who bend over backward to please you?”

“Yeah, sure… In a way, I guess… I mean, I’ve always been popular…”

“That’s Hierarchy, Sir. You could certainly have slaves like me if you wanted. And you could fuck them whenever you want!”

He thought for a moment, then shook his head. “Nah! That’s too weird!”

I shrugged. “Suit yourself, Sir. As an Alpha Male, as I gladly think you are, you are entitled to do what you want. If you don’t want to fuck males, just don’t. I would simply say that, in my humble opinion, you’re denying yourself a great power that should belong to you. And I’m saying that with all the respect I own to my superior, Sir!”

After another moment of silence, he asked me “Do you really think I could have a… a slave like you are to Tony?”

“At the very least, I think you should own some servants to do your chores, Sir. A real Man should never stoop to menial tasks unworthy of him. That’s what slaves like me are for. And yeah, I think you would remained stuck at a lower-level Alpha if you don’t use slaves sexually.”

Another silence. I’m almost certain I spotted an hard-on under his swimming trunks… And then, out of the blue. “Would you suck me off?”

I beamed. “Believe me, Sir, I would be very happy to do this for you. But I belong to my Master Anthony. I’m his property, and I cannot possibly submit to any other Man, however Alpha he is, without his explicit approval.”

When we got home to the villa, Anthony was already there. The two cousins shared a manly hug, and my Master motioned for me to unpack and set up Arthur’s things in the room assigned to him. (The two Men sleep upstairs, I sleep on a futon in the kitchen.) When I came back down, I brought them some glasses on a tray while they were chatting by the pool.

“See! I told you my boy would think to serve us drinks! Good boy! So you told Arthur everything about us?

“Does he really do everything you tell him to?” 

“Of course! He’s a slave! Look. Fab! Crawl on the floor!”

“Right away, Master!”

I did as I was told. I crawled on my belly, I kissed Anthony’s feet, Arthur’s feet. Anthony put his foot on me. I felt so honored and proud to be used as a trophy by Anthony to display his power in front of his latent Alpha cousin. I was ready to obey every single order at once.  Then I lay down on my back. Anthony cleaned his feet on my face.

“Do you like that, slave?”

“A lot, Master! The dirt on the bottom of your feet is worth more than me, Master. Thank you!”

They both laughed. I could tell Arthur was getting more and more comfortable. 

“Want to give it a try? Go ahead, he’s all yours! He has no dignity, he’ll do whatever you want!”

“I don’t know… Slave! Do ten push-ups in front of me and kiss my feet every time you go down!”

I obeyed. And I was glad I’d done some working out under Anthony’s orders to make it possible!

I made dinner while they were having fun in the pool. and I waited on them at the table. Later, I served them drinks and served as their footrest while they watched TV. I took the opportunity to lick Arthur’s foot that was resting in front of my face. I glanced at him to see if he was satisfied, and we shared a smile.

When they went to bed, Anthony said to his cousin, “If you wake up before I do, ask the slave for breakfast! And you can feed him your morning wood. He’s very good at blow jobs now.”

I’m exhausted, I’m going to bed, too! I have hard work to do tomorrow: two Alphas to serve and worship! It’s a lot for just one faggot, but I’m so happy to be helping my Master’s cousin awaken to his Alphahood!

Lots of love!

your loving little bro

fab the fag

Fabien does something here that I’ve emphasized countless times: be courageous, frank, and proud when speaking to straight Alphas about being a faggot or about hierarchy.

Why? Because it DISARMS straight Alphas, who are surprised you’re not ashamed. Also, when you speak plainly and frankly about your hierarchical purpose, it allows the Alpha to absorb and admit the truth of hierarchy through such reasoning.

Once you have straight Alphas on their heels, they become curious about why creatures like faggots exist, and what they can do with one.

An example of this: once Arthur learned of faggots, he asked, “would you suck me off?” That’s exactly what my first straight Alpha, Master Roger, said to me!!! It’s always where the straight Alpha brain goes once they learn they have a proud slave available to use!

All of this was possible only because Fabien was courageous from the start. He’d fixed in his mind that he was going to teach Arthur the truth about his service to Master Anthony, defend his own truth as a faggot, and be a teacher of hierarchy to this unknowing King.

Because of that mental/emotional work Fabien had done beforehand, he was ready with responses to questions he knew would eventually come. That casual frankness disarmed Arthur (as it does other straight Alphas), which allowed Fabien an opening to teach through words and actions!

I’m so impressed by Fabien! He’s learned so much about how to teach with purpose while also serving at the highest level. Master Anthony must be SO PROUD to own a great faggot like Fabien, who only ever honors his Master with exceptional service and obedience!

I know I’m proud to call him my brother and friend!

I love you, Fabien!

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!

One of the best fag students I’ve had over the 11+ years I’ve had this site is little Fabien, the French faggot who is now owned completely by his straight God Alpha, Master Anthony. From the very first time Fabien asked me for advice, he has been humble, brave, hardworking, honest, and dedicated.

Because of Fabien’s worshipful efforts, Master Anthony has increased in power exponentially and multiple other Alphas and faggots have come to know their purposes. Fabien is now one of the world’s premier mentor faggots, and I’m exceptionally proud of him!

Fabien sent me this beautiful meditation on what being a faggot means to him. I want to share it with everyone.

Here:

I took the opportunity to listen to a few of your podcasts, and I have to tell you how much I enjoyed the one on jealousy. It’s full of very important truths! As you say, I never take anything from my Master for granted and that’s absolutly crucial! Having the right mindset is so important for a faggot and that’s something I teach to all the brothers I have the privilege to mentor. 

We faggots must always remember that we are not special, we are disposable. The Alphas owe us nothing and we owe them everything. We must earn the privilege to serve them domestically or sexually and we must earn their appreciation if they ever feel like expressing it to us. Even just being in their presence is a privilege! As you say, Alphas will always have their ways: that’s their birthright and that’s how the word works. We have nothing to offer them but our complete devotion and obedience. 

And I know it’s natural to feel even a little bit of jealousy and I won’t pretend it never happens to me. But every single time, I immediately suppress that feeling by focusing only on what matters: Anthony’s happiness, comfort and pleasure. And what else matters? Other Alphas’ happiness, comfort and pleasure. That’s it. Nothing else matters nearly as much. They are Kings, we are slaves. They have rights over us, we have duties towards them. Period.

I’ll never thank you enough for opening my eyes to the truth of Hierarchy! I’m thrilled to follow your lead and spread this truth around me.

Lots of love,

fab the fag

It’s impossible to add or subtract a single thing in this letter. It is perfect, and summarizes the correct mental outlook for any faggot who wants to find fulfillment.

I love you always, Fabien!

sam the faggot

The following post is part of a column written by a 40-something experienced faggot who calls himself “Mr. Fag”. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

I spent a semester abroad in Italy the summer I finally understood what I was.

I was twenty-something, soft, eager, and quietly starving for something I didn’t have a name for yet. Near the end of term a very handsome 41-year-old man—recently divorced, taking a month in a little villa in the countryside—invited me to stay with him for a week. I said yes without hesitation.

When I stepped off the train and saw him waiting, the first thought that hit me was how beautiful he looked in the late-afternoon light. Handsome as the sun. I wasn’t scared. I was excited.

The second we were alone in the car he told me to get on my knees. He needed to cum. I did it right there, like a good fag, and swallowed every drop. That was only the appetizer.

After dinner and a shower the real week began. Every time his cock got hard—which was often—he used me. He’d be watching television and I’d lean over, get him hard with my mouth, then climb into his lap so he could push inside me. He decided early on that all of his cum belonged in my ass. No waste. No exceptions. By the end of each day I was carrying at least five of his loads inside me, sometimes more. Thick, heavy, leaking out of me whenever I stood or sat.

He was powerful—not cruel, not mean, just overflowing with power. He knew exactly what he wanted and he took it. Spit ran down my chin while I sucked him. Cum filled my hole until it was overflowing. Once a day he would stand over me in the bathroom or the garden and piss on me, warm and deliberate, marking me. I trusted him completely. I never flinched. I opened my mouth when he told me to, tilted my head back, and let it run down my chest and stomach. Spit, piss, and cum—every single day. And I enjoyed every single moment of it.

A couple of days in, something shifted. He had me on my back on the couch, legs folded open, driving into me with slow, heavy thrusts while the television murmured in the background. My little soft dick was bouncing uselessly against my stomach. Then the pressure inside me built past the point I could control. My whole body started shaking. My hole clenched hard around him. And without a single touch to my cock I began to cum—clear, helpless spurts pulsing out of my limp dick while he kept fucking me through it.

I looked up at him, dazed, still shaking. He looked down at me and something changed in his eyes.

It wasn’t just arousal. It was recognition. Pure, sudden alpha epiphany. He saw my body betraying itself for him—saw that his cock alone was enough to make a fag cum without permission—and the knowledge hit him like a drug. His thrusts got deeper, more possessive. He growled under his breath, almost laughing, and kept pounding me while I twitched and leaked, completely undone. From that moment on he knew exactly what he was. He started calling himself my alpha out loud, and I felt how true it was.

The rest of the week was the same pattern: his cock in my hole whenever he wanted it, load after load left inside me, the daily shower of his piss, the constant taste of his spit and cum. Every night after he’d finished he’d hold me, stroke my hair, tell me I’d done well. He was sweet about it. He took care of me because he knew I had given myself completely to his power.

Sunday came and I had to leave. He said a friend would drive me to the station. On the way the friend asked if I’d had a good time. I said yes, then admitted I was uncomfortable sitting.

“How so?”

I told him the truth about the week—the five loads a day, the piss, the way my hole stayed open and full, the way I came hands-free just from being used. He laughed, soft and knowing, and said, “Ti ha rotto il culo.” (“He broke your ass.”) Then he pulled over, parked on the side of the road, and told me to lean over. “That’s your job,” he said. I knew he was right. I opened my mouth and did it.

After he finished he didn’t let me sit back up right away. He kept one hand on the back of my neck, looking down at me while I wiped my mouth.

“You’re really a faggot,” he said, almost gently. “Look at you. With that culo rotto you’ll never go back. You’re a fag for the rest of your life now. You better get used to serving real men like us.”

He said it again when he started the engine, quieter this time, like he was simply confirming something obvious. And once more when he dropped me at the station, leaning out the window:

“Remember what I told you. You’re done pretending. Serve real men.”

I didn’t argue. I just nodded, still tasting him, still leaking the week’s worth of cum, and felt how true every word was.

When the summer ended and I was back home I understood something permanent: how right it felt to be a fag, and how much certain men enjoy the power of using one. That week in the Italian countryside became my private reference point. The secret I carry. And whenever I meet a man who recognizes what I am, it still works the same way.

I was cunted that summer. There was spit and piss and cum, and I loved every second of it. And it was fantastic.

Yours,  Mr. Fag

One of my proudest achievements with this site has been the description, naming, and categorization of CUNTING. When it happened to me the first time, I didn’t have any resources to fall back on to help me understand it. Once I finally did on this site, I was deluged by faggots asking me questions and sharing their experiences with it. Today, there simply is no other resource online that contains the wealth of information and real-life experiences than this site.

Mr. Fag’s experience shows just how powerful that experience can be! This was essentially his revelation, the moment he left whatever his life was before and embraced a new truth. It’s beautifully-written, but more importantly, it’s honest. I want all faggots to experience this transformation for themselves!

I also want Alphas to appreciate the power they have to enact this life-changing transformation in faggots. Armed with their Alpha cocks and their Alpha dominance, they are able to pound a new reality into a faggot and force a most dramatic transformation. It’s beautiful in many ways, most of all the fact that cunting cements real ownership for the life of the faggot.

There simply is nothing more powerful than the cunting of a faggot by an Alpha in all of hierarchy. It practically defines hierarchy. I hope every Alpha and every faggot can experience it for themselves!

Hi fag, interested follow up on Bergvall. But it seems he has girl friend, but still would serve as a fag for his team? Also interesting aspect is that he’s very rich so probably had people working for him, even doing his laundry. Don’t you think it may or some chaos into hierarchy? On that note, what you think is relation between wealth and dominance?

Thanks for writing!

Okay, well thanks for that updated information. Maybe Bergvall isn’t a faggot after all. Totally cool with that, although I do find the way he’s manhandled by the team a bit suspect. But whatever.

He does looks like he comes from money. There’s just something about his blonde, chiseled, well-groomed look at that makes him seem a bit aristocratic. As I’ve said, I don’t know anything about soccer and very little about his culture, so these are all barely-educated guesses.

As far as wealth and hierarchy are concerned, I’ve done a bit of studying on this, actually. I don’t find convincing evidence that wealth itself contributes to hierarchical positioning itself, but I do think it can amplify certain characteristics (particularly in Alphas). However, Alphas with inherited wealth tend to be poor leaders of other Men (see: the “Men” in Trump’s administration).

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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!

In the history of this site, I’ve covered some Alphas so powerful that they feel dangerous even in writing. These are God Alphas who are less human and more like elemental forces of nature.

Among these, Master Chad reigns supreme.

Master Chad is the straight Alpha son of God Alpha Dino. I was there when Master Dino taught his prolifically-fertile firstborn about the purpose of faggots, and Master Chad responded by breeding fags with as much gusto as he bred females. The humans inhabiting his planet are merely toys with holes for him to fill with his prodigious cumshots.

Today Master Chad lives in his perfect place, leading Hierarchy Island, killing game, and being served by an army of faggots and females while ruling alongside a handful of Alphas. It’s an idyllic existence for sure.

At Master Chad’s feet are 13 biological sons, gathered to him on the island from the various female incubators he’s impregnated. Statistically-speaking, not all of his boys would be Alpha. But what if some of them were actually faggots?

Listen to what Master Chad is discovering:

Sup cockjockey, 

    Dino mentioned rappin with ya this morning and it got Me thinking. Maybe ya heard about this kind of situation I got on My hands cause even Pop is uncertain how to deal.

      For sure 2 of My boys are fags. Gavin and Justin display all the signs but Gavin is different. Tough as an Alpha but definitely not one. For instance, he goes up against any of his brothers but steals My fuckin dirty socks for God knows what. He sneaks around at night to watch Me fuck. I catch him sleeping with My boxers covering his face. I sleep like im dead so who knows if the little fuck is licking My nuts and shit while I’m sawin logs. LMFAO I am his focus. It’s a lot like bunny’s need for Pop growing up so I know I got another bunny in him. But here’s the deal, say c.c. brings Me a beer. Gavin will go get another can, set it beside Me and take the one his mother brought and throw it away. Then the fucker will  just beam a smile at Me. Once Cal got My jacket for Me and Gavin punched Him in the nuts and snatched the jacket away and brought it to Me. He’s on Me every second and fights his brothers if they dare to interrupt his playtime with Me. He’ll sneak in bed with Me and c.c. at night and I find him with his face in My crotch or My pit. Little fucker wants his Daddy all to himself and will fight anybody, even adults who try to horn in on his scene. Goddamn faggot, He’s so into Me I already know what’s gonna go down one day, right cumhole? The looks he gives Me sometimes are fuckin pure unadulterated lust. A fuckin 8 year old is slobbering for My cock without even knowing what his feelings mean. All he knows is he wants Daddy’s attention and does his best to outdo everyone else to please Daddy, and to be near Me. Fucker can hold his own against his superior Brother, the Prince. Mommy is the only tough faggot I know of but I don’t know how she balanced all that. I miss her badly. I wish I could talk to her about this shit. She’d know exactly how to handle this. Poor c.c., she understands Gavin’s desires but it still hurts her a bit that the child she loves and raises gets pissed like it’s a competition for Me. She’s managed to make a game of some shit she does for Me by including him and it’s helped. But I still got the rough stuff to deal with. What do I do with a baby faggot in love with Me and willing to fight everybody to capture My sole attention? Fatherhood is, at one and the same time, fun as fuck and harder than My cock after a week of no sex. Pop has told Me how He’d handled bunny but she’s a pussy. Gavin is not.

   Well cumhole, what’s your ideas on the subject. Ever met a subservient faggot who could beat ya up? Ever heard of anything like this before? Get back to Me when ya can.

It’s crazy to imagine Master Chad being lusted over by one of his faggot sons. Of course, Gavin is too young to even understand what he’s doing. It’s pure instinct driving Gavin’s actions, a primordial faghood working itself out.

I’m sure most fathers (Alpha or not) would react in horror if their sons acted like this. I know mine did. However, Master Chad is accustomed to his overwhelming presence forcing subs into deep submission to him. Gavin’s actions are less surprising and more about revelation.

This type of situation, one that so often results in broken relationships, can be handled effectively because Master Chad knows hierarchy so well. Hell, he DEFINES hierarchy! This is why I’m so adamant that people learn hierarchical mechanics. It gives insight where was once only fear.

In terms of what to do, I don’t think there really is anything to do. Gavin is too young to know what he’s doing. Scolding him will only confuse him more.

Just let him grow into whatever nature intends. If Gavin truly is a faggot, then there is no better place for him to embrace his purpose!

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!

It’s rare for me to receive updates from God Alpha Dino’s Hierarchy Island anymore. I’m not surprised. It’s literally a paradise there, and it’s a daily cocktail of Alphas hunting for fresh food and breeding faggots/females while their small army of faggots tend to their needs and the needs of their (claimed) children. Every so often I drop them a note to check in, but those go unanswered amidst the adventure of their lives today.

But occasionally something dramatic happens to them that reminds them that they still live in the real world, and then I’ll hear from them.

This time, however, it was truly scary. My precious little brother Jimmy, the ever-loyal fag and twin brother of God Alpha Dean, developed a serious heart condition that required emergency surgery. Needless to say I was petrified, and I hated being so trapped and powerless to help.

So many thoughts went through my head. What will happen to Master Dean and his young son they were raising together? Will the extended family on the island be able to handle the loss of their new matriarch faggot so soon after the death of Master Dino’s fag wife Jamie?

So I waited and waited, occasionally prodding for updates as the family traveled to the mainland for Jimmy’s medical treatment.

Then, I finally heard from Master Dean:

Good day little one, 

        I regret the delay of this correspondence but bunny’s health was and is of the utmost importance. We are assured of My baby’s complete recovery now. I shall allow her to write soon. As of now she cannot receive enough of My attention and ravishes Me at every opportunity with a conviction that almost unsettles Me. Our first full copulation after many weeks was a symphony of love, dominance, and servile poetry. After hours of gentle coupling bunny became an electric outlet for the power of My mind and penis. Never have I adored My bunny more, and the experience lives within Us still. We were expected last week at home but I cannot bear yet to shatter this magic spell between lovers, brothers, and Master and slave. My soul has been enriched while bunny’s has been nourished, in ways unique to the both of us-yet fulfilling both.

        Phillip’s joy stayed with Us whenever He was working to help bunny and to provide service for Me. Once bunny was allowed to orally service Men, Chad and Calvin both came over and came in her. Lol She ached for Chadwick, naturally. That is one of the items tugging her heart for home-she’s dying for Chadwick’s ample penis and his special way of using and denigrating her mind and body. He has that unique understanding of each faggot’s personal emotional g-spot and destroys it in the best possible way. mommy used to live for his ‘little abused boy’ routine, as if she were perverting Him instead of the opposite happening. My Brother is a God.

        The other tug on both of Us is Our Son. Even though We speak daily on Skype, Our hearts are heavy to parent Our amazing Son. He and the Prince are just as Chad and I were-strong confident Brothers who are inseparable and unstoppable in having exactly what they want. They still need much guidance and I’m aware of the rough and tumble times ahead but love, teaching, and displine will create future Gods that women will desire, Men will envy, and faggots will push themselves to unending limits for Their attentions.

        I’ve decided We shall return to the island Monday. I’ll tell the faggots to prepare. Between you and I, little one, this Alpha God has an extremely sore penis. My scrotum has never felt as, as empty as in this moment. I am dehydrated and thirst for water. I, too, need a bit of recovery.

        Good day, little one. I wish you all the best.

Master Dean, God Alpha

Oh how I miss Master Dean’s eloquent missives! He expresses his dominance and control in ways that give me a wide-on of my mind as well as my pussy!

I’m just so relieved that little Jimmy went through surgery successfully and has returned to Hierarchy Island to do what he does (and loves) best: SERVE. I’m not sure there is a faggot on earth who hungers for Alpha cock and cum more than Jimmy (Jamie taught him well!), and on the island there is more than enough of that!

But Jimmy is more than a terrific faggot. He’s the emotional and spiritual heart of the island, an exemplary mentor faggot just like his Mom, Jamie. I never stop beaming with joy, love, and pride because of my baby brother!

I did receive a message from Jimmy after Master Dean wrote to me:

Hi brother! It’s me bunny! i’m really doing fine. Daddy’s coming to help us go home to the island FINALLY! i was scared but Dino, My King kept me sane and made me feel safe and loved. Oh sam he is the MOST wonderful Man EVER!! i can’t deserve the Master i  have.  No way! i wish i had time to tell you how awesome He’s been to me. i need to go home and service the Men! i missed them so bad! Well some of them came to see me and feed me! Hehehe

King says i have to go. It’s time for my bath and then me and King and joy are going to watch a movie. Bye brother! Thanks for caring about me. i missed you and the rainbow too but i MISS my baby boy. He’s got so big while i been gone! He cries for us both!

Yes, I think little Jimmy is going to be just fine!

Love you both!

sam the faggot

Hi, my name is Jorge, and I wanted to ask you something about hierarchy.

I am 40, have always been dominant, but finding your site gave me language to understand what I am. Thanks for that. After reading some of the posts here, I understand that I am a protector Alpha. I have been using fags for more than 20 years now, since high school, today I am happily married to a very submissive 31 year-old guy, and now I understand that he is my faggot. He cooks and cleans for me, and I make sure to breed him many times a week.

But enough about me. I really wanna know your opinion about something else. I am a college professor, and I teach multiple first-year classes every year, which means that I am constantly dealing with 18 and 19-year-old young men recently arrived from high school. I don’t know how old you are, Sam, but when I was in college in the early 2000s, there were only two possible outcomes for when a faggot entered college: the Alphas would fuck the fag (as I did), or the Alphas would bully him (as sadly many guys used to do). Nowadays, however, I have seen a very different dynamic in this younger generation. Many straight Alphas treat the fags with a lot of respect, really taking care of them. I don’t know if they fuck the fags in their parties when their girlfriends are not around. They probably do, but that’s not the point. What I mean is that there seem to be a whole generation of Alphas who understand their role and responsibility. I constantly see straight guys from the soccer team, in a context that has everything to be hyper masculine and homophobic, writing supportive comments in the posts of some faggots and femboys. Last semester we had a student (a very delicate and feminine gay) who broke his leg and wore a cast for months, and I saw straight students with Alpha energy helping him to go upstairs countless times, there were four or five guys, all of them straight and hypermasculine, who basically adopted the fag while he was recovering.

Do you think something is changing? Do you have the same impression that Alphas born from 2006 on tend to respect fags much more than 20 or 30 years ago? I mean, Alphas have used fags since the beginning of times, but I think that straight Alphas are more and more aware of how to take of the weak, even if they don’t use the fags sexually.

Master Jorge, thank you for writing to me!

First of all, I’m so glad you found this site and discovered the words and meanings behind your natural behaviors throughout your life! It’s always amazing to meet Alphas like you who just acted naturally and did what instinct told them to do without any influence, yet you epitomize Alphahood in its purest form! Thank you for sharing those details about your life, Master!

I love that you are in the PERFECT place to really witness the hierarchical changes in both Alphas and faggots (and their interactions) at that age! And you’re an intelligent Alpha, so you can really see it clearly and even address it!

I absolutely agree that there has been a sea-change in how Alphas and faggots interact these days. It’s essentially due to the internet and the proliferation of truth. I’ve always lived by a saying I made up years ago: “Where there is more knowledge, there is less hate.” The fact that particularly straight Alphas have access to knowledge about the truth of homosexuality and the vital resource fags can be has changed everything. This understanding has come not just from the internet, but also the large number of TV shows and movies demonstrating how hot gay romance can be. And let’s not forget about hierarchical porn, which has finally broken from the reciprocal-sex bullshit that studio porn forced on everyone for decades. Amateur porn has shown that Alphas exist and they roughly use faggots, even abusively. It’s a realistic portrait of what the hierarchical dynamic looks like, and Men are finding it incredibly hot!

And while I’m at it, I’ll give a shout-out to findom as well. There’s no doubt that many young straight Alphas have been come to know hierarchy through findom, and once they experience the high of being tributed vast sums of money simply for being superior, they are addicted. Many straight Alphas jack off to their faggots worshiping them!

For young straight Alphas in many parts of the world, the ownership of a faggot is like a status symbol. It shows off an Alpha’s power and lordship. But even more than that, I think straight Alphas now realize that they are entitled to whatever kinds of pleasures or forms of worship offered to them. They want an unlimited kingdom serving them!

Just like you, Master, my site sits in the confluence of all of these tidal forces that are changing Alphas and faggots. I see the same effects that you do, Master. Honestly, when I first started this site in 2015, one of my stated goals was to get more straight Alphas to see the hierarchical truth about their own existence and everything that is available to them by owning/using faggots. I am not claiming I’ve been that agent of such a massive perspective shift, but there’s no doubt my site has been a meditation spot on the road to that understanding. In the end, I think I’ve exceeded my stated goal.

In fact, it’s a joyful miracle that, 11 years later, you were able to come here and learn more about yourself and your faggot partner and that I was able to meet such an incredible Alpha as you, Master! Thank you very much for writing to me! Hopefully you will have more to share!

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Brother, are you familiar with the Netflix series Heartstopper? It is a really sweet queer show, but now that the characters are older the show talks about sex more openly. They had a perfect opportunity to show a relationship between a faggot and a protector Alpha. But they decided to include scenes of the Alpha bottoming for his skinny fagot in order to “challenge gender stereotypes”.

Do you have any thoughts on this? Am I the only who thinks this choice has ruined an otherwise beautiful story about hierarchy?

Thank you for writing, brother!

I haven’t seen the show, so I can’t really comment on that part. However, what you describe is exactly the problem I have with the whole forced notion of “equality” that infects society. It’s a false narrative that I will fight until the day I die.

Here’s a preview of the show:

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Hierarchy 319 – Chicken And The Egg

Which came first?

SITE: https://hierarchypodcast.com/hierarchy-319-chicken-and-the-egg/

SPOTIFY: https://open.spotify.com/show/2TqhwaNl7kdcyZXK7YL5FV?si=1Trk3AbJTH6UWx1UVRYMrw

AMAZON: https://music.amazon.com/podcasts/b09c451b-5400-481c-b69e-85463cf2e84c/the-hierarchy-podcast

APPLE: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/the-hierarchy-podcast/id1778739988/

This post is part of a thread chronicling the young Apex Alphahood of King Phillip, a college Alpha who owns faggots. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!

I love self-reflective Alphas. There is so much to learn about the growth and mentorship of Alphas and how they develop, but how will anyone ever know unless there are some Alphas who are actively thinking about their own experiences and thoughtfully tracking their development?

What I’ve done on this site is completely define Alphahood, not as a fetish or a theory, but as an objectively REAL type of Man. It’s something that can be measured in quantifiable ways other than weakened knees and rapid heartbeats.

One of the more thoughtful Alpha voices I’ve collected over the years is King Phillip. He’s an Alpha who deeply ponders and reflects on his power, why it’s there, and how best to use it.

A couple of days ago, out of the blue, King Phillip texted me like this:

Fuck, bullying really is natural, And it’s natural I’m the one doing it. I used to think I was a nice kid, when I was growing up. But I started looking back on those times very seriously, and looking at some of the things I still have from then. I was an absolute bully, and I never realized that.

To which I replied:

I think all Alphas have both Protector and Destroyer Alpha aspects in them during their formative years, but one side takes over predominantly during maturation.

King Phillip replied:

And even protectors bully, sometimes as ruthlessly as a destroyer. What’s kind of messing with my head is how I didn’t really understand I was being a bully back then. I wonder if that is just being Alpha or if I was trying to not see what I was doing.

You couldn’t see it. Those were your natural actions as an Alpha.

That’s probably true. It feels natural when I do it today, and back then I wouldn’t have taken seriously my own power

Exactly, Master. This is why education on Hierarchy is so important. Young Alphas need to be mentored and taught about the overwhelming power that they have so they can be aware of it, as well as how to use it.

Haha not everyone is a faggot. I’m sure a lot of my victims back then didn’t like it the way you would

It doesn’t matter. They were inferior to you, and you were unknowingly enforcing hierarchy by putting them in their place.

That feeds my ego, fuck.

If it all starts with bullying, then hierarchy starts at the top. It’s something Alphas impose on the rest of the world.

But the world submits because of obvious Alpha superiority

I think they submit because I’m more powerful. My superiority might be natural, but I end up at the top because I put myself there. But I’m quibbling

Why do you think your faggots serve you, Master?

Because they crave a more powerful man, and I radiate power.

They want to please you.

They do! And they want me to TAKE from them. And that’s ripe for bullying and humiliation. Have you ever met an Alpha who wasn’t a bully?

I’ve been owned by a couple of God Alphas who weren’t bullies in the traditional sense. They got whatever they demanded, but they weren’t hurtful to me.

That’s interesting. I wonder if there’s some sense in which they were bullies but never had to actually be mean

I was very obedient, Master

I can’t imagine you any other way, cocksucker

Awww that was such a nice compliment! I’ve rarely seen King Phillip’s softer side!

Then King Phillip continued:

You’ve played a big role in my development as an Alpha. I have an actual stable now because of it.

I own three, and use two more.

1) my asskisser, who is older and sends me messages and other kinds of things to feed my megalomania

2) my footlicker, who serves me sexually

3) my head boy, who is my longest serving faggot, gives me lots of different kinds of service (this is Dylan, whom I stole from the other ‘alpha’)

4) pincushion, who I fuck when I visit the city

5) girlboy, who I also fuck when I go to the city haha

Yes. I didn’t include my husband, who serves me but it’s not a real ‘arrangement’ haha

Then King Phillip shared a super-hot video clip of one of his faggots sucking his big dick while he used call/response to train it. I’m not allowed to share it – sorry everybody. One of the few perks of being a faggot running a site like this, I guess!

I’ve been so proud to be King Phillip’s sounding board as he’s grown more accustomed to his awesome power and how to wield it! He’s truly one of a kind, an unparalleled King among Men and fags!

Thank you, King Phillip, for blessing me!

Yours,

sam the faggot

Hi sam

im 18 years old from the uk. I have a friend Sam same age as me. A few weeks ago I was pretty drunk after a night out and had failed to pull a girl. I complained about it and he suggested that he could help. I was freaked out by it and just went to bed. In the morning I woke up with my usual morning wood and could stop think about his offer. I texted him and said if he was that desperate to suck my cock he should come over and do it. I was shocked when he responded telling me he was on his way. I let him suck my cock and he swallowed my cum.

we have both had girlfriends in the past. I have been looking up about fags and alphas and kind of like the idea if he is a fag of having someone who I can get a blowjob from when ever I want. Do you think he’s a fag and how do I find out if he is?

Thank you very much for writing to me, Sir!

Well, this is pretty exciting! I’m so proud of you for taking action so swiftly once it occurred to you that your friend might be a faggot! This quality is very much typical for Alphas (in case you were wondering if you are Alpha).

I think it’s kind of funny that you’re asking me if there is some way to find out if your friend is a faggot when it ran to your house to suck you off and swallow your cum ON COMMAND, Sir! Do you really need more proof than THAT? I’m not sure I can even come up with a better test than that!

So I think it’s safe to say that your friend IS a faggot, Sir. Now the question becomes: what more do you want with this faggot? Just blowjobs on command? Do you want to take ownership of him and make him your personal fag? Ownership involves training the fag, getting inside its mind and helping it accept itself and its purpose.

Here’s what I suggest, Sir: order the faggot to come over and suck you off. But when it arrives, have it kneel before you and kiss your feet. Then put its face in your crotch and deeply inhale your scent. Then talk to it, and tell it that you know it’s a faggot, and that you want to own it. See how it responds. Then as it: “What are you?” Make it say “I’m a faggot, Sir.” Repeat it until you’re happy. Then make it admit that it is YOUR faggot. Again, repeat until satisfied. Then feed it your dick and force it to swallow your cum.

These are typical brainwashing exercises to get the faggot to embrace its purpose as your property, Sir.

I really hope you decide to take ownership of it. This faggot has awakened your Alpha senses to the greater hierarchical purpose of your life as a leader, Sir. You’re taking a bold new step toward the vast power promised to you from the moment of your conception! Take it all!

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Dear Sam,
I hope you’re doing great. My name is Kamal, and I’m an 18-year-old college student living with my uncle, Farid, who’s a professor of gender studies on campus. I’m writing to you because I think I’ve finally figured out who I am—a faggot, and I’m really excited to learn how I can help my alpha male uncle in the way he wants.
Over the time we’ve been living together, Farid has introduced me to some interesting readings about gender and we’ve even discussed male hierarchy. The more I talk with him, the more convinced I get that I am a faggot and he is clearly an alpha male.
Farid is incredibly dominant and masculine, with a beautiful muscular body that I can’t help but stare at. His pecs are luscious, his thighs are strong, his biceps look like safety to me, and his nipples are impossible to ignore. But what really gets my heart racing is his magnificent cock—8 inches long and so thick it makes me crave the pain of taking it for the first time. Just thinking about it makes me weak in the knees.
I know that as a faggot, my main role is to serve and please my alpha male uncle. I’m eager to do whatever it takes to fulfill this role and become the ultimate sex slave for him. More than anything, I am ready to be cunted, relieved of the burden of false masculinity and transformed into a faggot by and for my uncle. I want to hurt for him, be caged by him, used by him, controlled and protected by him. It’s a physical need like hunger that I can’t stop thinking about. 

How can I make him see past his affection for me and as the fag I want him to make me into? How can I make him be the one to cunt me, make me feel the void, make me cum from being fucked by him while my cock is trapped in the cage he puts me in? Please Sam, help me. 

Kamal.

Kamal, thanks for writing!

Congratulations on discovering your true purpose! It’s an important step that is so vital for all faggots to embrace so they can live their best lives! I’m glad you’ve found the truth!

I’m pretty sure your uncle is Alpha as well. More importantly, based on his conversations with you, I believe he knows you’re a faggot. Because of the family connection, I’m sure that’s why he hasn’t forced you into submission already. However, all of those types of concerns fall away in the face of pure hierarchical truth. It doesn’t matter that he’s your uncle … he’s Alpha, and you were born to serve Alphas like him.

I know you’re all hot and bothered about getting fucked, but part of being a faggot is succeeding in the small details as well. Are you doing all of the domestic chores? Are you ironing his clothes, etc.? Are you serving him meals? Offering to provide other forms of domestic-like service? These should be happening, or you should start doing them. This will trigger in his mind that you are accepting your role as his faggot.

To break the ice even more, you might have him read my “Letter To An Alpha” (link in right sidebar). He’s a scholarly Alpha who understands hierarchy on some level, so I imagine that letter would ring true to him. I have little doubt that he would have a positive response after reading that (combined with your exemplary service around the house).

Try those things and see what happens, brother!

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The site has been inundated with sometimes uncomfortable true stories of Alpha fathers fucking faggot sons and vice versa. Some of the stories are more harrowing and disturbing, and believe me, I get feedback on this stuff both good and bad. Nothing that passes my personal editorial scrutiny and gets published is ever going to be tossed aside unless I find out it’s fake, so criticism is simply useful to me as an outside perspective. Good or bad, this has always been my policy.

But when a God Alpha like Master Jase takes the time and thought to offer me guidance, I give it the highest priority. This is especially important to me given that Master talks about his new God Alpha boyfriend, a powerful King named Dylan.

Let’s just get into the long conversation we had on the subject:

Fag. I have some time tonight, so while my slut of the night moans and keeps my cock warm in its mouth, I wanted to share my thoughts on a topic that’s been raised a few times on your website.

By all accounts, there’s been extensive talk from you and many other men about the dynamic between alpha fathers and faggot sons. I want to bring about the reverse perspective, when there is a superior son and an inferior father. I bring this up because Dylan has and still conquers, cunts and breeds his dad fag on a regular basis.

I want you to picture this, fag. An early 50’s hunky gym rat who owns his own business and presents a domineering attitude. It was awe-striking to watch the first time as the dad fag trembled, snorted, begged, cried and called himself his son’s bitch as Dylan slammed ten inches of fat alpha meat repeatedly into this massively built male who probably outsized our combined weight. Dylan so enthusiastically fucked his muscle dad fag in front of me within an inch of his life, and the fag was in such a rapturous thrill. Dylan has since shared his dad fag with me, and he loves watching me completely cunt out his own father, watching me intoxicate his dad fag on my powerful strength and stamina and drive him from begging and pleading into that incoherent daze all you fags love and crave. Dylan told me he had never seen his father so spent and wasted and utterly well-used, even after he’s used him.

Just this weekend, we used our brute dominance and strength to manhandle and fuck his dad fag endlessly. We verbally and physically dominated him completely. The fag was completely delirious, breathless, and near blacked out from twenty plus inches of god cock breeding and cunting him out for hours. It was an absolute glorious moment Dylan and I shared as we stood over his limp, muscular mass of a used fag between us, our bodies still pumped and our cocks still heavy and hard. It was especially hot watching Dylan drag his wet massive cock all over his dad fag’s face lips and telling him, “You’ll always be a bitch for your son, won’t you?” and other similar lines.

I tell you these encounters because I think this is a dynamic that isn’t regularly talked about; what happens when the son eclipses his father in alphahood. Dylan has told me his story in part, about how through puberty as he fucked guys and girls alike, he noticed his dad increasingly giving into Dylan’s actions and thoughts. Small things from such as what dinner was to be had at night, his mum would ask Dylan more and more rather than his dad. How in the past, Dylan would ask permission to stay over at a friend’s, but it slowly became Dylan telling his parents that he would be out, and his dad only responding, “Be safe, son.” How his ‘alpha’ of a father began deferring to Dylan’s judgement more and more when it came to household day to day decisions, and in fact, began guiding Dylan on making this important decisions.

Dylan isn’t dumb. I wouldn’t have chosen him as my partner if he was. He’s highly intelligent and athletic, and he was very self-aware of his place as the leader as early as the beginning of high school, just as I was. We instinctively commanded and attracted the attention to our strong and powerful wills. And Dylan knew that he had done the same to his own father, slowly but surely took control over his family’s household, and his own father, perhaps not a fag then, but an alpha lower to Dylan’s place, instinctively knew to mentor his increasingly powerful son.

I myself have put many father figures and role models into submission and under my rule, ranging from coaches to gym partners and even proper married dads who claim to be straight, yet crave the control of my dominance over them in their actions, both sexually and non-sexually. But I don’t have that level of intimacy or bond that Dylan has with his own father.

And viewing as an outsider, I find the dynamic fascinating in how the older generation passes on the torch of alphahood, or nurtures and a son’s alphahood until it blooms. Dylan has always been grateful to his father for instilling his strong values of being responsible, courageous, disciplined and a leader. But once Dylan’s will and presence overpowered his father’s, it seemed so natural for his father to recognise his place and accept his own son as the more powerful alpha.

I will tell the tale of how Dylan came to use his own father sexually and turn him into a craving cum bucket dad fag later, but I want to know your thoughts on this kind of relationships. Just as alpha fathers and faggot sons are a hierarchal relationship that is instinctual and legitimate, what do you think of the dynamic of an alpha son and a faggot father, and what the roles of each are?

I responded thusly:

It’s an amazing testament to a truth embedded so deeply in hierarchy that it’s unspoken and unheard of except by people who truly understand hierarchy. Oddly enough, I’m currently covering a story on the site of a married faggot named Pete whose father cunted him in front of his three underage Alpha sons, and now the Alpha sons are using Pete as a cumdump.

Personally, I think the dynamic is just as natural as any other power dynamic despite its taboo nature. Hierarchy isn’t moral. It’s about natural-born Alphas taking control of whatever situation they’re in, including the family arrangement. Master Dylan learned from his submissive father that any male can be forced to accept his true purpose of service by simply overpowering them and enforcing that truth.

Master Dylan also learned that it felt “right” to sexually overpower his weak father. It’s part of the “old guard/new guard” aspect of hierarchy. At some point an old Alpha lion must step aside for a young Alpha challenger.

This seemed to resonate with Master Jase, who continued the story about Master Dylan’s father and the ultimate end for fathers hierarchically:

I am of the firm belief that hierarchy cares not for age, ethnicity, race, size, or profession. Hierarchy sees more from a male’s personality, values, health, traits, presence and relationships. And from there, I see no reason why an Alpha son shouldn’t dominate his own father, when the time is right. We often see that in brothers, where one brother is more dominant and superior to the other. Why can’t we have that between father and son?

Naturally, if the Alpha is of a young age, there is an obligation to protect and nuture, and not to take advantage or abuse when an Alpha is growing through the most vulnerable phase of his life. Dylan was quick to deny any hints of grooming by his dad, that he was the one to initiate and turn their bond into a sexual one. That he was the one to open the floodgates to his dad fag’s eager throat and ass trained and remaining wide and open for his stronger and far more powerful son to bitch-fuck and own.

Neither Dylan nor I have the large and massive built physique his dad has, though Dylan is basically a more smaller version of his ripped and muscular shape. The genes were not weak there. But it is such an awesome and deeply sating sight when I watch Dylan dominate his dad. “Bitch daddy needs it bad, don’t you?” he would say, as he slams his body on top of dad fag’s vast back, wrapping his huge bicep around the fag’s neck and choking his own dad, holding him in a death grip while the dad fag squeals and whines and gasps for more.

Even better when Dylan gives him to me and my unrivalled overwhelming physicality. Dylan always goes wide eyed and can’t take his eyes off when I have his massive dad fag bouncing off me like a rag doll, his pussy so cunted wide open from my giant cock beating him senseless. I love putting muscle sluts and fags in an iron grip subject to my strength, and this dad fag was no exception. And I get treated like another dominant son, come home to show him that his towering masculinity was no match for my unstoppable conquest of inferior men.

But I never got to have that chance of my teenage years. I had numerous sluts waiting on hand and cock; teammates, older students, even outside men who craved my cock up their asses and cunting them out. But that is the one experience I never had; a close figure, not even familial, whose natural obligations was to instinctively recognise and guide a growing alpha, and then flipping that intimacy. Dylan says his father was a sex stud as well, but it was clear Dylan outsized, out-dominated, and overpowered his dad in all aspects alpha and hierarchy.

I have seen these posts (about Pete). I have my own misgivings as the alpha sons are underage, and while sexual education is important, particularly so for alphas to be safe and responsible, it has to be done with patience and prudence. Had it been the sons to recognise their growing power and their father as a faggot, it would have been their choice and their control. Having it come from someone else to such young boys is where I have my apprehensions about whether alphahood and hierarchy is being respected and maintained. Alphahood is control, and with control comes responsibilities. Even more so with god alphas such as myself, my boyfriend, and the other god Alphas you have in contact. Our power and our kingdom of obedience and ownership also comes with trust, safety, and the protection of those who serve. Abuse our power only diminishes the value of one’s alphahood. Alpha son and faggot father are no different or exceptions to that core law, from my position.

Dylan values his father for more than just being a cumdump; he’s a family man, has a presence in life both physically and socially, has strong values and above all, tutored Dylan in how one is masculine and disciplined. His father’s role is so much more complex than just being a faggot and owned. It reminds me of my own bond with my ex-university roommate; he is both my slut and friend at the same time. And often I think that many men diminish and demean faggots to just that. Those men are not alphas in my books.

Which circles back to one of our previous talks about fake alphas and how they abuse and exploit faggots who have a genuine need and craving to serve. Faggots have lives. Faggots have dreams. They have their own values and personalities and traits; I know how to shape a faggot and their character to train and build them to be more than just a pair of holes for me. Because service and obedience is not just presenting an ass. It is the surrender of will and knowing that trust and respect will hold on both sides.

This is not a ramble, as I feel it goes back to the core question I had about Alpha sons and Faggot fathers. The trust and boundaries there would be so much more different in both intimacy and responsibilities, that shaping it into one of domination and submission is just such a fascinating idea to me. And I unfortunately feel it’s not a very discussed point due to the stigma attached to that kind of relationship. More often than not, a dominant daddy and submissive son is accepted, not so the opposite. Why is that? I love to question these thoughts and try and find an answer that aligns with my values.

Dylan using his father in service, particularly sexually, has only deepened my curiosity. Even more so as he has shared that privilege with me. I would ask the dad fag, but far too often when we meet, his mouth is too busy choking around my giant cock to have a deep discussion about things alpha and masculine, hah. Your mouth is currently free and not licking my cock or my feet, so I have no doubt you will have your own thoughts from a hierarchical perspective.

An old flame can only dim and surrender to a brighter and more powerful fire. Yet our society rarely acknowledges it. Holding onto the misconception that age is power, and not allowing younger brighter flames to shine and take control. Even in alphahood.

There’s an incredible amount of wisdom and poetry in Master Jase’s words! There is no doubt at all that what he wrote here is foundational hierarchical teaching that I will refer to again and again over time.

This except floored me in particular: “Our power and our kingdom of obedience and ownership also comes with trust, safety, and the protection of those who serve. Abuse of our power only diminishes the value of one’s alphahood.”

Oh, if only Destroyer Alphas were intelligent enough to understand the over-arching philosophy articulated by Master Jase there! Imagine a world in which more Alphas applied that single teaching across their lives! How much better would things be??

Like me, Master Jase understands that hierarchy is unsympathetic and dependent upon morality as a guiding force. It’s purely about power and the application of power. And even if Pete (for example) was Alpha, there would be a natural “changing of the guard” and he would be forced to relinquish some/all of his authority to younger, hungrier Alphas eager to knock the King off the hill. In fact, that’s why that schoolyard game even exists, because hierarchy starts teaching us the truth before we’re even aware!

There is so much wisdom here in Master Jase’s words that it’s impossible for me to summarize. The ultimate hierarchical truth is that older Men eventually fall, submitting to younger, more vital powers eventually. Older Alphas stave off that submission longer than inferior males, but it always happens.

Families are compressed versions of society. The males within a family must also fight for position, and the Alphas within the family will eventually be overtaken by younger generations of Alphas. It’s the way of everything.

In Pete’s family, his father has held onto power by emasculating his son (“fucking the man out”) while raising his grandsons has his eventual Alpha heirs. Can you see that?

Master Jase sees power in those terms, and so do I. We are both deep students and teachers of hierarchy, albeit from vastly different perspectives; he, viewing it from the highest perch far above all other things, while I see it from the level of dirt.

But the convergence of our perspectives only verifies that our testimonies are true.

Thank you, my glorious Master Jase!

Hi Sam,

There is a question i cant get out of my head: are D/s dynamics fake? I realized that it is always the subs decision how much control they surrender, e.g. they are in charge of the dynamic. Doesnt that destroy the idea of a D/s dynamic where the Dom has actual power over the sub? Or are concepts  like keyholding, actual control over finances or even blackmail the cornerstone of a true power dynamic? If i remember correctly, Alpha Aesthetic 8 has acquired legal authority over one of his subs. I always thought thats extreme but maybe that is the only true form of hierarchy and the rest is hierarchy play. I am curious to hear your view on that.

Thank you for writing!

You ask an important and intriguing question. There are certainly some obviously fake D/s dynamics out there like performative ones I often bitch about here like leather play, furries/costume play, etc. I would also lump in those situations that are D/s during sex alone, reducing the power dynamic to nothing more than a form of stimulant rather than an all-encompassing way of life. Those are imitations of the very real dynamic that exists in nature.

But let’s get it straight: the D/s dynamic of hierarchy is very real and extends far beyond just a Master/faggot relationship. That power dynamic exists in corporate boardrooms around the world, in bars, gyms, military units, sports teams, and any place where Men vie for control. In all of those situations the sub male surrenders his power to the Alpha, not of free will or even coercion, but because that hierarchy is understood and accepted subconsciously.

You mentioned Master AlphaAesthetic8. Let’s be real: findom is largely a farce, full of fake faggots and faker Alphas doing performative bullshit to get off or get paid. Master AA8 is an outlier in that scene, a true straight Alpha who came to realize that faggots make good and useful pets, so he’s taken ownership of a handful of them. He’s one of the few who truly appreciate the truth of hierarchy and continues to respect its very real power.

So yes, I agree that there are fake applications of hierarchy, but hierarchy itself is as real as life and death.

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Straight Alphas might act like they hate faggots, but they really don’t. Deep down they understand why faggots exist, and are all too glad to have them around when they want or need something. When it comes to younger Alphas like the one pictured above, they also love the worship of faggots, and the power they receive from it. It’s absolutely intoxicating for them.

So don’t be fooled by indifferent or hateful Alphas. Look through that, and find the King wanting recognition!

You probably thought the taller male was going to breed the shorter male, but you’d be WRONG!

Alphahood isn’t about a Man’s body or dick size. It’s about what a Man has INSIDE that makes him Alpha!

A short Alpha can still conquer BEASTS, because he was born with a will to dominate!

Hello Sam, I want to preface by saying this isn’t a question. It’s more of an observation of a young alpha.

I work in retail and about a year ago I noticed this young guy who had recently been hired on. He’s maybe 5’7 and stocky, like a wrestler. He has that trademarked slow, swaggering walk of an athelete. Typically he work pants and long sleeves. Even so you could see the sleeves fill when he picked something up.

Recently I switched departments, which just happened to be in the same area. I couldn’t help but notice how strong the guy is. He very quickly tosses totes filled with packages of water bottle, like they weigh nothing. Each such tote is over 40lbs and he stacked 10 or 12 in a matter of seconds. Undoubtedly he’s among the stronger guys on the crew and one of, if not, the fastest. His chest is notably wider and thicker than most guys. Beyond physical qualities, the other guys deferred to him. Often asking question or seeking guidance from him instead of the actual team leads or older guys on the crew.

Now for the meat of his alpha-ness. I assumed he was 20 – 22 years old. It turns out he just turned 17 two weeks ago. Most of the guys on the crew are between 18 and 24, so for this past year so or so they had been deferring to a 16 year old. He’s extremely knowledgeable and capable, to the point that when he’s not there, people actively mention needing his help.

Beyond work, this extends to personal conversation. He controls the topic and pace of conversation with guys much older than himself. He’s frequently flirting with the girls, who are all older than him and they are seemingly receptive of his flirtations.

He’s also very intelligent, with numerous people commenting on how smart he is. We’re in Texas. His mom is white. His dad is Mexican. He is white passing, and even knowing his background you wouldn’t expect him to know Spanish. Except he does and speaks at a high level of mastery more aligned with an immigrant than with mexican-americans. I bring this up because for many Chicanos, Spanish is lost over the generations, and many people who speak the language are unable to read or write, not having a formal education on the subject. From what I understand, the schools in the area offers an advanced course typically for Spanish speaking students where the course work is more akin to something in Puerto Rico or Spain. The nature of the course means it’s not an easy A, regardless of skill level and thus most of his peers wouldn’t enroll.

In terms of schooling, the area offers career & technical education for various plants and refineries in the area. He’s already taken classes in preparation for a career as an electrician.

All and all, this young alpha shows tremendous physical attributes, charisma, intelligence, and foresight.

Thank you for writing!

People think I’m telling lies when I stress the truth of hierarchy and the reality of Alphahood. But now that your eyes are opened, you see the world the exact same way as I do! It’s literally IMPOSSIBLE to miss once you know it.

This young Man is definitely Alpha, and likely a high-level Alpha. It’s been that way his entire life, and I’m sure it just comes naturally to him.

But I’m of the opinion that these young, unaware Alphas should be made aware. So here’s what I suggest: get him in a quieter, one-on-one moment and ask him a simple question: “Do you consider yourself to be Alpha?” If he demurs or says something like “I don’t believe in that”, redirect him to notice what he sees in his life … how people defer to him, obey him, seek his approval. Show him how those things are proof of his Alphahood. Then explain to him how hierarchy is natural, and he is at the top of that pyramid.

I’ve seen the eyes of many Alphas light up in wonder when they realize the truth of it. You’ll see it, too, if you do it! Trust me!

Thank you for highlighting this extraordinary young King, brother!

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Beyond the clear influence of Alpha male fathers on the development of young Alphas. I think it is very important to emphasize that Alpha women also have a vital role in maintaining the hierarchy.

I don’t know if you have touched on this topic in any post, but in my case I was raised by a mother whom I can only describe as at the top of the hierarchy and although sometimes it is difficult to get along with her because of our similar personalities (both We are alphas) I believe that her influence was vital to being what I am today.

Thank you for the question, Sir!

I can certainly appreciate what you’re suggesting, and I definitely believe some women without Men (or even Alphas) in their lives tend to step up into an Alpha-like role for their sons. This is especially true when the mother recognizes that one or more of her sons is Alpha. She fills in for an Alpha mentor in order to give her Alpha son(s) as much preparation as she can so that they can fulfill their purpose in society. This is all mostly subconscious and instinct, but it really goes to show how much we genetically appreciate Alphahood and hierarchy!

There is a good example of this here on this site. I’ve been covering the development of a young (I guess he’s now 16 years old) Alpha named Lucas who has been dominating both females and faggots for a couple of years now. His mother Sophie reached out to me to tell me about her remarkable son, and how she’s attempting to provide the mental and emotional nourishment she feels her Alpha son needs. She actually watched her son’s feet being worshiped by school faggots, and it filled her with awe (and not dread, like many mothers would react). You can read this thread by CLICKING HERE, Sir.

I’m really proud of you for recognizing what your powerfully strong mother provided for you, Sir! Far too many Alphas are not reflective and thoughtful enough to give up that kind of credit! It really speaks to her influence as well as the high-quality Alpha traits you carry inside! Whoever you choose to take as your property will be very fortunate, indeed!

Thank you for writing, Sir, and please give your mother a gift of thanks for raising up such a quality Alpha! Our world needs more like you, Sir!

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Every so often I receive a story so shocking and outrageous that I’m unsure of its honesty. I have to make editorial decisions on the fly, especially since I don’t currently have a way to validate the source as I traditionally do. What I’m about to publish was actually sent to me in an abbreviated form through Questions From Readers, and it involved an Alpha father cunting his faggot son in front of his Alpha grandsons in order to teach them how to enforce Masculine order. When I explained I didn’t have enough context to this story, the write returned with additional material to provide some background.

Either way, it seems impossible and almost frightening (and I’m rarely shocked). I’m going to reproduce the story with a strong warning that I’m not sure if it’s true (and I don’t publish fiction). However, since the story very much resembles the true story of God Alpha Dino teaching his sons about the uses of faggots, I’m reluctantly publishing.

Here goes nothing:

The more I wrote the below the more remembered, and it is sort of story-ish as I kept thinking of stages that seem important.

I don’t think that my dad has ever used the word hierarchy, but he believes in Alpha Men and on down with men finding their place. Apparently he’s long seen me as a sub and came to see my youngest son as like him and trainable. Much of our role reversals were instigated through my dad. A good thing, really.

I have three sons that share a room. When  they were 13, 11, and nine the oldest discovered jerking off. Eventually my wife and I could hear them doing it all the time. Just boys. We thought it pretty cute.

When the oldest boy was 15 he started coming down to the kitchen in the morning naked, eat his cereal. The wife and I made little comments such as “looking good” and “you’re not wearing that to school.” We didn’t mind. Boys being boys. In a couple of days his brother joined him in being naked.  It didn’t take long before they were generally naked at home. The only rule was that they had wash their asses and generally sit on a towel.

After a couple of weeks, I came into the Living Room, the boys were naked as usual watching TV with the wife in her chair. The youngest, now 11, told me to take off my clothes. No fair that I wasn’t. I thought it funny and ignored him. The other two boys agreed. My youngest son insisted, basically ordered me to. My wife agreed. I took off my clothes. Kind of weird, but also felt right.

My youngest son would tell me strip whenever I came in from work or wherever. Pretty bossy, but I did it. My wife was fine with it.

My dad, both my folks, have always dropped by to hang out. My dad dropped by pretty often. [Side note: I work for him in his company.] My dad is pretty alpha, always the boss man. My mom is no wallflower but is a competent capable woman. All she said when she saw that I’d joined the boys being bare was to comment that I’d grown since she’d last seen me naked.

Dad sort of took control. As always he claimed my chair as his and at meals always sat at the head of the table. He had always sort of ordered my sons around, like to get him a drink, or to do a chore. Now things changed. He would tell me what to do, smack my bottom, rub my hair, do chores, get food and drink. My youngest son became his new best buddy, more like a lieutenant. The kid got bossier.

He had been getting more aggressive and bossy with his brothers, too. But they wouldn’t put up with it. The oldest boy is very athletic, fit, masculine, team leader. Great guy. He was amused when his littlest brother touched him, told him to do things, to play with himself. He wouldn’t, laughed at his brother and good naturedly ignored him.

The middle boy would just tell him to knock it off.

The youngest started getting aggressive with me, especially when my dad was around. He’d tell me to sit on the floor, to get him a soda or chips.  Then one day he told me to show him what I looked like hard. He’d seen his brothers of course in their jackoff times. I said, no. Then my dad said, “show him. It’s good for him to see what a man looks like.” So I did it. I don’t know why but I didn’t really think about. I was told to cum on the coffee table and I did. My youngest son tasted it, and then told me to eat it up. My dad told me to lick it up, so I did. My wife saw this and didn’t seem to mind.

My wife traveled a lot. After a few months she took a 6month assignment out of town.

Dad was over a lot. Much of the time the two older boys were out doing sports, hanging out with friends, etc. So it was my dad, youngest so and me.

Dad began to direct me, boss me around, and to direct my youngest son in how to be a dominant.

I liked it.

My dad brought clippers and he and my youngest son buzzed off all of my body hair. Pubes first. “Only real men have pubic hair,” he told my son, as if I wasn’t there.

My youngest son became fixated on asses. His brothers and mine, but they ignored him.

He liked to spank me. Either over his lap or over the ottoman. He liked patting it and rubbing it, eventually he became fixated on my hole. One day it escalated. He had my son sit next to him on the sofa and told me to lay across their laps. My dad told me to pull my cheeks apart. He began to tell my son about a sub’s hole. (This was the first time that I was referred to as a sub.) He told my son that a sub’s natural sexual site was his hole, his cunt – like a woman’s cunt, but better. Dad lightly rubbed my hole, spit on it and had my son do it.  He told my son to push a finger in and to feel around. Then a second, then a third. And then my dad’s thicker and longer finger joined him. “See how it’s opening up? Can you feel it inside opening up?”  They played with it for a while. My dad was able to go in further and stroke my prostate which was my first time.

For a few days into weeks he showed my son how to milk my prostate. How to open it further with toys that dad bought and brought over.

Dad also had me me suck my three sons to completion, though the youngest produced nothing. The oldest was happy to get blown. The middle, too, but moreso seemed indifferent. My youngest though was becoming increasingly bossy and demanding.

My dick was ignored and my youngest son ordered me to ignore it. My dad agreed.

My dad also became more dominant with me. He treated me well at work but also had a home office set up for me at home. Also, he took over the master bedroom, my youngest took over the guest bedroom and I sleep now in my youngest son’s dinosaur kid bed.

Also, my dad was always clothed. I never was. The boys wore whatever they wanted, naked to shorts or sweats or school clothes.

One day my dad was over, as usual. Dad brought dinner, and while he and the boys were eating he told me to douche out my “cunt”, which I had been doing as soon as I came home every day after work.

Dad told me to go to the master bed, lay down a beach towel at the side. He told me to wait there for them. I heard him tell the boys to strip down and to come to the master bedroom, he had something to teach them. He came, and stripped. I had seen him naked at the gym and after golf. He is pretty well hung. Bigger than me. My two older sons were bigger than me.

He had me lay back, with my legs over the side, my ass right at the edge. He had son #1 to get on one side and #2 on my other and to lift my legs and pull them back. He had all three boys finger my hole, push lube in, push in deeper and to work it open. He told them that is is how you get a cunt ready to be fucked. I’ve never been fucked before, but fingered a lot in the last few weeks and my youngest and oldest sons have been working dildos and plugs in and out.

While explaining how to ready a son we was slowly greasing up his cock. Then he shoved in with one shove.

It hurt like hell. It burned and stung and really hurt. My Dad told my sons to keep my legs up and back and to hold me down.

“You need to fuck the man out of a male that you’re going to fuck. Subs need it. We’re all men here, except this bitch here. Subs need to have the man fucked out of them. Deep and hard, fuck the man out. You need to permanently turn them into fags.”

He pounded me. At some point my mind went blank, and everything narrowed down. At some point the only thing I was aware of was his cock hammering in and out. Afterwards they told me that I had cum three times and that they fed me my cum. I don’t remember.

I’ve seen pics that my dad took of my red and sore puffy cunt lips.

Since then my Dad has taken over completely the running of my house and raising my sons. He has taken over the finances. He goes to school conferences, meets with the coaches and goes to the games. Helps with homework. All the while he is training my youngest son to be am Alpha, a Dominant, a Leader.  Same with the other sons, but mostly with him.

I work from home most days and go into the office a couple of times a month. My wife permanently relocated to the East Coast (We’re in the Pacific Northwest)

I know that I should be bothered by this, and at times I do wonder. But each step seemed normal and I easily submitted. I’m comfortable being naked all day most days. I really do like being fucked and sucking and rimming. I really like cleaning and serving and the changed dynamic at home. It feels right and my boys seem to like have a live-in obedient fag. And they like my dad as the boss.

So … what do you think?

If true, I’m somewhat horrified by the entire thing. I mean, it sounds like everyone is accepting their roles and the sons are being taught properly, but it seems awfully haphazard. Cunting a father in front of his sons could be potentially scarring to them (depending on their internal makeup).

I fully recognize the Alpha/son dynamic in hierarchical terms, and I also completely accept Alphas fucking faggots within the family. But there’s another layer to this account that seems to cross a line. Do you feel that way?

I wish nothing but the best for everyone involved. I’d like updates just to make sure that everyone is okay!

Hierarchy 317 – The Lesson Of Straight Alpha Matt

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