The following post is part of a thread chronicling the ascension of a young straight Alpha named Matt who suspected his good friend Andres was not only gay, but also a faggot … and rose up to protect him. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Straight Alphas who discover the real truth of hierarchy (most typically at a young age through a faggot) are immediately confronted by an undeniable reality. They begin to see the world differently, and all of the stranger experiences of their past start clicking together to shape a more accurate picture of what they were actually born to be: ALPHA LEADERS. They start to see how the weak are born with a natural urge to serve them, how other males fall in line and obey their commands, and how women are engineered to to be complementary support systems for their reign as Kings. These are simple truths that have built empires on this planet over thousands of years, primal impulses that will never be altered by the latest social trend or cancel-culture movement.

Hierarchy is the truth, now and forever. Either embrace it and your place within it, or live an unfulfilled lie of a life.

Straight Alpha Matt is just now beginning to comprehend the depth and breadth of hierarchy, and you can almost feel his sense of wide-eyed wonder with every letter he writes now. He came here looking for a way to help his faggot friend (which all by itself is startling and insightful), but in the process he has learned why he feels the urges and desires he has felt throughout his life, and why he’s always succeeded. He now knows that faggots and beta males have a purpose in serving Alphas like him, and that females are designed to serve as well.

I wish all straight Alphas could be freed this way! They should not be living in societal cages and taught that their natural urges to dominate and rule and be worshiped are wrong. THIS IS WHY ALPHAS ARE BORN! To deny them of these things is like feeding baby food to lions!

So Alpha Matt is juggling two fronts at the same time: (1) safely guide his faggot best friend toward fulfilling his purpose, and (2) shape his Alpha life in such a way that reflects the hierarchical truth he’s embracing.

It’s daunting, but doable! Here’s the latest update from Alpha Matt:

Hey Sam, this is Matt again. Thanks for the superman thumbnail, I used to pretend I was Henry Cavill when I was little haha very appropriate

I’ve been doing my best to support Andres and his happiness became my personal project. I am thinking about telling him to go on Grindr, find somebody willing to take his virginity, and then tell him to bring the guy to my apartment. Andres lives with his homophobic family, but I live by myself. So I am thinking about just staying in the living room to give him a sense of safety and lend my bedrom for him to get fucked or at least suck dick for the first time. We had a long conversation yesterday and he admitted that he wants to suck cock but he’s to afraid to do it. What should a responsible Alpha do in this situation? Does my plan make sense?

Also, do you have any thoughts about how to explore hierarchy with girls? I am really interested in hierarchy as a way of living, really really interested. But I don’t think I’ll ever be able to get hard with a guy, so I wonder how to find girls willing to be submissive as a fag. The problem is that I am very liberal, so the girls I hook up with are usually empowered feminists, basically the opposite of a faggot lol will I need to find a conservative trad wife, or should I simply accept that no woman can be as submissive as you fags?

Thanks, Sam. I appreciate your kindness and support as I try to guide Andres.

Boy, it’s impossible to not love Alpha Matt! He’s so bracingly honest and fearless!

Here’s my direct response to Alpha Matt:

Sir, thank you so much for writing openly and honestly about your twin dilemmas! Your courage and determination are to be commended and followed by all of your Alpha brothers!

I really called it correctly when I originally labelled you a “Protector Alpha”, Sir! Your plan to help Andres embrace faghood is amazing! In all of my time, I’ve never heard a straight Alpha plan to open his house so his faggot friend can service Alphas and lose his virginity. It’s really overwhelming to hear, honestly. Speaking as a faggot, I can’t tell you how much it moves me to tears. You understand how Andres is vulnerable and afraid, and you’re willing to take extraordinary steps to protect him! Not many straight Alphas would go that far for a faggot, Sir!

If Andres just wants to try sucking a couple of dicks, I’d recommend TheBlowers.com over Grindr. I think Grindr is too much of a hodge-podge of game players and fools, whereas TheBlowers.com (or even Sniffies.com) get right to the point without much messing around. I think Andres would benefit from the “rip the Band-Aid off” approach to getting over this minor hurdle in his development.

I have another suggestion in regards to Andres, but I’ll circle back around at the end of my letter, Sir.

As for you and your journey, I wouldn’t give up entirely on finding a submissive-ish female, Sir. True, there are no females as submissive, worshipful, and service-oriented as a faggot, but there are some who are closer than others. To find these females and bend them to your will, you must always remember that Alpha power and hierarchical truth are on your side. Move with confidence, speak clearly and firmly, and don’t compromise. In other words, BE BOLD. When you tell a female to kneel before you with Alpha confidence, she will be much more likely to obey. Train them the way you might train a faggot by having them kiss your feet, sniff your crotch and armpits, and spit on them, choke them, and degrade them. You must understand that, liberal or not, these things ALWAYS work because our nature is programmed for it. Women can object to that treatment, but ultimately they either obey, or they’re discarded.

I think what you need is a taste of what life as a natural-born Alpha is supposed to be like, Sir. That’s why I am suggesting this as well: move Andres into your place and have him serve you as your domestic faggot. He can cook, clean, do laundry, etc. while you enjoy the luxury of owning a personal slave. Have Andres give you foot massages and kiss your feet. This will scent train him, but more importantly, it’ll be an additional way for both of you to experience your individual truths!

I’d be curious to know your reaction to my suggestions, Sir. I just really want a powerful Alpha like you to experience life as a King as much as I want Andres to finally know fulfillment as a faggot!

No matter what you choose, you’ll always have my support and deep respect, Sir! Thank you for writing!

Yours,

sam the faggot

The pig pretending to be the President of the United States has been attacking Texas Senatorial candidate James Talarico now that he’s the front-runner for the seat in the November mid-term elections. The issue? REAL MANHOOD.

Of course, it’s laughable that Trump should even have an opinion on the topic of Manhood. The guy is a fat, spoiled pussy who has never done a single day of hard work in his privileged life. He’s scared of germs. He whines and bitches all damned day every damned day. He leaves work and true sacrifice to real Men, while he tries to capitalize on it. He’s stolen from countless people (including children!), he lies constantly, he’s thin-skinned and petty, and has less athletic ability than a moldering corpse. Oh, and he shits himself daily into adult diapers.

But because Trump is also stupid and not self-aware, he thinks high school taunts about Manhood will work against Talarico, a Man who believes in the example of inarguably history’s greatest Man, Jesus. But Talarico is smartly turning Trump’s moronic “insults” against him this way:

Talarico has bowel movements that could outwit Trump, and it’s likely that Trump won’t even understand Talarico’s devastating indictment of him because he has frontotemporal dementia in addition to being a dumbfuck.

But I think it’s important to make note of this argument for the sake of hierarchical standards. Talarico and Men like him represent Protector Alphas, inherently good Men who desire to lead with strength through conviction and a desire to help others. Trump represents Destroyer Alphas.

Too often Alphas and faggots alike fetishize the Destroyer Alphas because their cruelty reinforces stereotypes we carry. But these destructive types of Alphas are lost causes and ultimately fail. Yes, the good guys will win in the end. Go discover what good guys did to the Trump-like Nazis during World War II, and how those Nazis ended up shot dead in the dirt or swinging from nooses.

Food for thought.

The following post is part of a thread following the story of Titouan, an 18-year-old French faggot currently owned by an older straight Alpha. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

There are definitely a lot of faggots who have “Daddy complexes” out there. Ask any older Alpha who uses faggots, and they’ll tell you that they almost have to beat the faggots off with a stick. If any of my older readers remembers Natural Hung Bull (from Tumblr, now BDSMLR), you’ll know he regularly had a well-stocked stable of young faggots he regularly sunk his 50-year-old dick into.

Titouan definitely has a powerful Daddy complex, and it’s perfect considering he has the body of a little boy and the correct, service-based mindset. It’s no wonder his older straight Master loves owning him!

Titouan wanted to write out his philosophy on why older straight Alphas are perfect for young faggots like him:

I’d like to say why I think relationship with a straight older Alpha is the best for a twink like me. What some call a Daddy/boy relationship (cf pics of what he made me buy). When at beginning we chatted on a french site, then of course even much more when he makes me come and we meet for real, I feel so much the superiority of my Alpha for several reasons.

First because he is a mature man. Important difference of age means he has a strong natural authority on a twink, and on my side I instantly felt he had right to give orders and my duty was to show respect and to be obedient. These feelings reinforced by big differences in physical appearances, strong and hairy Daddy body vs slim and smooth twink body, and his big bulge and dick vs my small one. It seems many Daddies like him are very excited by a smooth young body, well we twinks are lucky that these men love our age and our physical appearance so much. 

Second because he is straight. Who thinks he has right to meet and use boys for his pleasure but who demands very discreet relationship to preserve his image and reputation as a normal male who leads a family and has daughters, two teens and one older than me. This also makes me feel so well the hierarchy. At all  moments, when I go to his secret studio in Paris, when he has huge pleasure using  me as his young cocksucker, when he sends me back home, I know and love to think he will go back afterwards to his straight life, while I’m a young faggot.         

Third as he makes fun at my small dick and demands I wear only boyish whities, humiliating (even my teen sisters laugh at me when seeing my whities) but I know he has right. Same when I hear words like “à genoux petit pédé” (on your knees, little faggot) or when he holds my hair and makes me swallow. But most important as he demands me to have sex only with him and made me buy a chastity cage to ensure my fidelity. While he remains free to have sex with others (including other boys, he doesn’t have this second apartment to meet me only). It’s such a frustration, especially when I hear others my age talking about what they do, but also, thanks to my straight Alpha male, makes me feel my place as young faggot. Now I know I’m here to serve real men and respect the fair hierarchy.   

There’s not much to add. Titouan is practically a perfect faggot, and he serves his straight Master with his whole heart. I’m unendingly proud of my baby brother! Thank you, Tito!

This post is one restored from FWA and is part of the paid Master Nick channel here on the site.

Let’s be honest: sexual contact between Men is almost always aggressive and rough. The primal nature of Men – all violence and animal hunger – is often expressed sexually. But when a Man fucks a woman, her weaker state generally provides a check against the Beast raging within the Man; he must control himself around her in order to avoid harming her. 

But when a Man fucks another male, all stops are removed. The Man can fully express the entirety of his aggression and violence. The recipient of that aggression can often be overwhelmed, frightened, or hurt.

That power disparity is amplified exponentially within the Alpha/fag or Master/slave dynamic. Within that framework, the Alpha has all of the power, and the faggot has none. So whether the pair are exploring torture as a fetish or it’s simply a case of aggressive sex gone too far, the fact remains that the faggot is an object owned by the Alpha. 

And with ownership comes responsibility.

I say this to highlight something beautiful Master Nick did with Chin after he had to administer harsh discipline in the form of a belting. After an appropriate cooling-off period, Alpha Nick took Chin into his bedroom. There, on the bed, he held Chin tightly in his muscular arms while gently stroking Chin’s hair “just like you would do to a dog.” Alpha Nick repeatedly reassured Chin that he was “a good faggot” in soothing tones. 

This beautiful aftercare had the desired effect of rejuvenating Chin. If Chin had a tail like a dog, it would’ve been wagging happily after such tenderness and concern from his Master. That is the true power of aftercare.   

Good Alphas and Masters instinctively understand the need for this in a faggot’s life. Master Nick is a STRAIGHT MALE, yet he grasps the fundamental need for such care given that he owns these faggots. That is a quality only the most incredible Men on Earth appreciate and practice. 

Here are some ways aftercare can be administered:

PHYSICAL

• Holding each other
• Light touching, stroking
• Gentle massage
• Replenishing food and/or drink
• Loving sex

EMOTIONAL

• Discussions of feelings over what happened
• Expressions of care and devotion
• Uplifting music

As leaders, Kings, and gods, Men have a special responsibility – tend to the needs of the little ones, the weak and vulnerable possessions in their care. This is especially true of the faggots serving them. The faggot surrenders all of itself to the glory of their Owner and, like a faithful dog, seeks only its Master’s approval.

A wise Man uses aftercare to deepen the faggot’s devotion to service and give it the strength to continue to serve!      

This is a post from the restored thread of Master Nick in the new paid content area HERE.

When Men discover and comprehend the great power Nature bestowed upon them, a choice must be made. It’s a difficult choice, one that should involve sober reflection and consideration. It all hinges on a deeply personal question:

How should a Man use his power?

We live in a world where so many Men use their power for terrible things; shocking acts of violence, greed, hatred, and terror. They lash out in hideous ways against the innocent and weak simply because they can. 

These types of Alphas (if they can properly even be called such) are what Sir Titus once called “destroyer Alphas.” These are Alphas who employ their strength and Hierarchical status to intimidate, harass, bully, crush, and harm those defenseless inferiors cowering in terror around them. 

The BDSM fetish community is rife with destroyer Alphas. These sadists relish the pain they inflict on the faggots and females they enslave. They like the breakdown of the human spirit, the inhuman cries of their afflicted victims, and the physical marks their form of domination leaves on the bodies of lesser humans. 

Many Alphas begin their Alphahood as destroyer Alphas. It’s the nature of young Manhood, sowing their oats and testing the limits of their powers. They often move in packs at that stage, pushing each other to deeper and darker depths of depravity. They use people at will, reveling in the easy submission of the weak and helpless. They bask in the worship and respect their aggressive dominance commands. 

But after this early stage of Alpha development, the cream separates from the milk, and a new class of Alpha emerges – Protector Alphas. These are Alphas whose inherent sense of goodness, fairness, and duty override the base instincts powering destroyer Alpha tendencies. 

Protector Alphas are real-life superheroes.

They gladly accept the worship and submissive service of those faggots and females they own, but each one in their care feels safe and appreciated. A Protector Alpha seeks to stabilize and support those serving Him even during the deepest moments of submission. 

A Protector Alpha will look across a road, see an injustice, and move to act. A Protector Alpha is the first one running into a burning building, or assisting the elderly, or stopping cruel acts against minorities and the weak. They take up the cause of righteousness in their strong arms and carry it to completion.  

When I say that Alphas are gods, I’m specifically talking about these Protector Alphas. Protector Alphas are the very best a Man can be, the purest distillation of Masculinity.

I have largely served Protector Alphas in my life. I credit this long time serving Protector Alphas with some of my sense of self-worth despite being a faggot. These great Men used me thoroughly, of course, but they always took time to reassure me that I was valuable property or provide aftercare when things got rough. Even just a “good boy” from a Protector Alpha makes a world of difference to a faggot.

For the longest time on this blog I couldn’t find many examples of Protector Alphas, because sites in this community typically favor destroyer Alphas. There were some standout examples, though – @natural-hung-bull, @straightalphamike, @firstamongmen, @alphaexploits, @alpha-dade, @thealphatank​ – but they were hard to find.

But recently I have uncovered some spectacular Protector Alphas out in the wild. The best examples are Master Nick and Master Nikola, the straight gods in Toronto who own four live-in faggots. Yes, they use their faggots thoroughly. However, their faggots all know their service is appreciated and they have the protection of their owners at all times. These two Protector Alphas paid large sums of money to rescue their faggot Lee from the homophobia of his father. Master Nick recently rescued his faggot Yul from a homophobic attack on campus.  

Master Nick and Master Nikola are two of the greatest Protector Alphas I’ve ever known. The example of their lives should inspire other Alphas to raise their game and become better than the base instincts of ordinary Men.

Then, of course, are the examples of two more Protector Alphas I’ve featured here recently – Sir Rob and his teen Alpha son Master Kyle. My Master Sir Rob used his outstanding wisdom and respect for the masculine institution of Alphahood to seek out faggots in order to train his son properly. Every time I speak with Sir Rob, a shiver ripples through my body just from his words and how he expresses his deep knowledge of Alphahood and his own power. He is magical. The faggots who serve him will never fear or be left feeling like a discarded cumrag.

But it’s Master Kyle that is a real jewel currently being carved from the rock Alpha Manhood. I recently mentioned to Sir Rob that his son was still in the “destroyer” phase of his Alphahood, and while he didn’t disagree (after all, Master Kyle is currently leveling cities with his rut like some sort of big-dicked Godzilla), he cautioned that Master Kyle’s age likely had something to do with it. He sees great promise in his son, and I do as well.

To that end, I want to relate a story Master Kyle shared with me:

When I was younger, in my first year of high school, there was this kid in my grade at school. He was your stereotypical “gay kid” you know. Very girly, but very shy. I was not very close with him but I knew him. He was very sweet, a very good guy. But he always had this group of three boys, always on him, laughing of him, sometimes beating him up. One day, they made him cry outside, because they were laughing of him and his mother. ( His mother was sick and had no hair) That was too much for me. I confronted the guys, and as always I ended up in a fight. I beat up the leader and another before a teacher could arrive and separate us. I got detention. At the end of my detention, the gay kid was waiting for me. He thanked me and hugged me. They never bothered him again. Every time I saw him at school, he’d always say hi and give me a warm smile.He finally moved to another state. I remember that today and realized that it was my alphahood speaking again, telling me how to act. Even when I didn’t know, it was there, deep in me.

Then Master Kyle added this:

I always had this feeling in my stomach whenever I saw something not right or an injustice. Was it my alphahood speaking?

Indeed, it was, and speaking loud and clear!

Protector Alphas like these four Men are simply the greatest beings on the earth. They are the reasons why faggots submit their lives to serve them, why we gladly debase ourselves to satisfy their every whim and desire. These are the gods worthy of worship and praise, worthy of any sacrifice or pain in their service. 

These four Men specifically have humbled me so deeply that I have decided to finally go into chastity for the very first time. To honor their greatness. To acknowledge their vast superiority over not only me, but also over all of those destroyer Alphas pretending to take their thrones. 

By locking up my useless clit, I salute these greatest Alphas and their Manhood. What an honor it is to serve Protector Alphas! 

To the destroyer Alphas out there, look at these examples and learn to use your power for good, not evil!

To all Protector Alphas, I say THANK YOU for being the true Kings of the Earth! 

Dear Sam,

I was very lucky in college to get a gorgeous Alpha for a roommate and eventually Dom who I’ll call “Tommy.” He was this beautiful olive-complexioned burly wrestler with curly dark hair and a dazzling cocky smile he flashed constantly. With a little effort, and your advice, I slowly started leading him into the idea of becoming his sub. I used wrestling as an introduction, offering to spar with him any time he wanted extra practice and when he saw how much he enjoyed tossing around and pinning down a much smaller guy, our hierarchy was set, and I was his for the next four years.

The situation was wonderful for both of us. With me tending to all of his needs, he exceled athletically and academically, and having me waiting in the room to suck him dry at every turn meant that he never fell to the typical siren songs that many young, horny, unrestrained college athletes succumbed to. I was thriving, as well, the comfort and security I got from being so fully owned did wonders for my confidence as well, and I dove headfirst into my studies and student clubs and became a regular social butterfly. Had we ever acknowledged a public relationship or let it extend past the four walls of our dorm room, we likely would have been seen as the university’s top power couple.

Sadly, we did drift apart after we graduated and started building our own careers, but kept in touch enough for me to see that he continued to thrive as well as I did. I’ve become a successful realtor and he’s launched a few successful startups and made some very profitable investments, clearly using his Alpha skills to dominate business deals the same way he used to dominate me when I laid on the floor at his feet (well, maybe not exactly the same way, although…)

Anyway, our five-year reunion recently came and went and I got to meet up with Tommy in person again. At the party, he was the same charming-bordering-on-cocky alpha he always was, with the same dazzling smile and the same wrestler’s build that stretched the seams of his business casual clothes that just always looked wrong on him (a body like that should always be standing on a plinth and covered in nothing but a single fig-leaf to be admired by the masses.) I suggested going out for a drink afterward, and he agreed. While there, I started mustering up the courage to ask the question I wanted to all night, but right before I was about to turn and ask if he wanted to have one more night of fun for old time’s sake, I turned and noticed something was… off. He seemed withdrawn, the sparkle was gone from his eyes. With a little prodding and a few more beers, I finally got him to open up. He didn’t want to say anything at the party, but I guess when you’re alone with someone who’s met your family at your graduation with a belly full of your piss before, you’re a little past playing coy. His dad had been sick for a while, and he was reaching the point where his time left was being predicted in weeks. Tommy had been caring for him full-time, by himself and suffering in silence, for a couple of years now, and the stress and grief had clearly worn him down. The reunion was the first time he’d been on a social outing in months, and his charming confident self was all an act, the same mask he put on every time he negotiated a business deal or lead a board meeting, purely instinct at that point.

Sam, it absolutely broke my heart to see Tommy this way. I’ve already decided I’m going to help him physically, both with caring for his father and getting through the next steps when the worst finally happens. Helping him mentally, however, is going to be trickier. I can see the same assertive, cocky Dom I knew back in college still buried in there, I’m just not sure of the right approach to draw him back out. Simply saying, “Hey, how about you sit on my face or I suck on your toes for a while?” seems wrong in this context, and possibly a little selfish on my part. Do you have any advice for helping to rebuild an alpha that’s this… broken?

Thank you my brother for sharing your inspirational-yet-sad story!

First of all, congratulations on the tremendous opportunity you received in college and how well you capitalized on it! Alphas sometimes need faggots to help them understand their purpose and how to satisfy the deeper needs they don’t often comprehend. I can’t tell you how much I appreciate the fact that what I’ve taught here helped you make that connection with Master Tommy! So huge!

(BTW, your description of Master Tommy is almost exactly how I would describe my beloved Master Aaron! My pussy widened just reading it!)

It’s amazing that a Master and his faggots can have such a powerful bond for four years “in the trenches” of college and then drift apart, isn’t it? However, it really shows something about Master Tommy’s nature that he kept in communication with (what I assume was) his first true faggot! He’s an Alpha of great depth to match his stunning exterior!

I’m so sorry to hear for Master Tommy’s loss, my brother! Again, how Master Tommy stoically handled himself at the reunion and then with you after reveals a lot about his bravery and strength! I can see why you’ve spent so many years worshiping and serving him! He deserves it!

Your plan to assist him during this time is absolutely what I would advise, brother. Do everything for him, still treating him like a King but allowing him the space to care for what he needs to do. Don’t push for anything sexual right now. There are times (like these) when a faggot should be like a loyal dog, quietly loving and tenderly compassionate. Alphas don’t know how to express a lot of these more complex emotions during distress, so just be a lifting breeze for him until the worst has past.

I would add one suggestion: remain submissive to him. For example, if you’re sitting with him watching television, sit on the floor at his feet unless he directs you otherwise. Show him deference as an Alpha without making a whole sexualized deal about it. Asking, “Master/Sir, is there anything you need?” is an effective way to keep the proper lines of communication open.

Once this awful time has passed, I suspect that Master Tommy will look at you with a passionate gratitude that he still owns a faggot like you! Furthermore, it will deepen and strengthen his appreciation for the Alpha/faggot dynamic that has enriched his blessed life! I do really anticipate that kind of dramatic response, so look forward to it!

Thank you so much for sharing your story with me, brother! I do hope you’ll keep me updated!!!

Love,

sam the faggot

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Sam, Do you know of any faggots who have met or been approached by an alpha because the fag was wearing one of your hierarchy shirts — like the one that says “faggot” or “locked” or with the hierarchy logo. I keep wondering what would happen if I wore a T-shirt that proclaimed I was a faggot and went to places where straight alphas would be — or even just on the street.

Thank you for the question!

Yes, some of the shirts I sold in the store definitely worked well. Here were the most effective:

I heard some stories about faggots wearing the “faggot” tee shirt (the #1 seller on the store) out at places and getting action (same with the “locked” shirt), but nothing compared to the stories I received from faggots who wore the “NO RECIP” shirt. One faggot told me that the shirt led to at least seven service opportunities right after purchasing it!

I honestly should’ve made the line a lot sluttier and “in your face”, but I was trying as best as I could to be suggestive while also retaining socially-acceptable standards so they could be worn anywhere.

I think I have different plans for the Hierarchy brand. Something more upscale. We’ll see.

While hierarchy itself has been in operation among Mankind since the first time one Man dominated another, the precepts of it weren’t codified until the rise of the Greek and Roman empires.

Their true and mythological stories (which often intermingled) define hierarchical concepts of masculinity, domination and submission, and the importance of these roles in sustaining/advancing human life.

Historian Luca Mitchell has been doing a series on the famous figures of Greek and Roman history and mythology, with a bent toward the Alpha heroes and the inferior males they loved.

You can watch more of his series on his Facebook page! Interesting stuff!

Hierarchy 312 – True Alpha Qualities To Worship

A true Alpha is more than the size of his dick!

SITE: https://hierarchypodcast.com/hierarchy-312-true-alpha-qualities-to-worship/

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/

Before social media and the broader internet, Alphas were simply genetically-superior Men with finely-sculpted bodies, razor-sharp intellects, or indomitable wills that led armies and bred thousands.

Sadly, social media is rapidly diluting our stock of true Alphas, replacing these superior Men with dumb, navel-gazing Instagram models who measure their so-called Alphahood by their follows, likes, and retweets.

Alphahood is no longer a calling … it’s a brand.

Sadly, this degeneration of the Alpha in our society has merged (inevitably, I suppose) with the rise of dickless, INCEL-like narcissists plaguing social media with hateful rhetoric and amplified aesthetics masquerading as Alpha. Guys like Andrew Tate and, most recently, some test tube robot named “Clavicular” have spearheaded this (bowel) movement.

Clavicular is particularly problematic. He came out of nowhere, his claim to “fame” being some extreme body-modification shit called “looksmaxxing”. In theory, Clavicular beat on the bones of his face with a hammer to accentuate his cheekbones, etc. (too bad he didn’t use the claw end). He’s also known to take lots of peptides and other formulations to boost testosterone and transform him into an ultimate male.

Sadly, hammers and peptides can’t fix a lack of personality.

Here are a few clips of the awkward, autistic bastard interacting with other worthless social media garbage like an alien life form newly hatched from a pod.

There is nothing appealing about this socially-awkward wannabe. He’s arrogant for no reason, having not accomplishing a single damned thing in life except getting attention on Kick for hitting himself in the face with a hammer. THINK ABOUT THAT.

Clavicular was recently on the podcast of another social media cancer, Jake Paul. Now, some might make the point that Paul is Alpha (I might even begrudgingly agree), but watch this excruciating moment when Paul asks Clavicular to rank him on “masculinity” or “hotness” or whatever:

Clavicular says Paul is a “6.5” out of 10, and Paul looks crushed! WHAT THE FUCK?!? No true Alpha would give ANY fucks what RealDoll Clavicular thinks about them, especially not one as wealthy as Paul!

And that’s certainly true once Clavicular reveals how he’s trying to “looksmaxx” his tiny penis by pulling on it constantly:

HAHA what a fucking joke!

Ultimately, Clavicular’s influence will be short-lived, as will most of the other bad actors in this most recent affront to hierarchical order and true Alphahood. The angry, violent ones (like Tate or ChudTheBuilder) will end up in prison, and Clavicular is simply too boring to last.

But my concern is with all of the young Alphas out there watching these examples getting way too much attention and thinking that’s how they should act.

Honestly, this site and its message can only do so much to help Alphas. It’s really incumbent upon true Alphas everywhere to mentor the next generation, teaching them values that define true leaders of lesser Men.

I only hope it happens before true Alphahood is lost!””

I get a lot of questions from faggots about the fact that they never had the opportunity or the bravery to experience their truth in life.

First of all, it’s never too late.

But this site exists to teach the truth so you DON’T waste your best years in FEAR!

The above film montage comes from the film JONGENS (Boys) and set to Lana Del Rey’s mournful 2017 song “Love”.

Watch the above video. See the reaction of both females and males as he enters and walks through the cafe?

Ask any Alpha, and he will tell you he sees that reaction from females and faggots everywhere he goes.

Mysteriously, guys often dismiss the idea of Alphahood today. I’ve been running a little experiment on TikTok live where I enter these live spaces of Alphas and ask them if they consider themselves to be Alpha. The vast majority deny it, with some even calling it “gay” and brush it off.

But here’s the thing: the natural human reaction to the presence of an Alpha is immediate and undeniable. You can put on a front and try to run away from the question, but in the moment the truth is known.

Alphahood is most certainly real.

Rather than living in denial, it would be better to learn more about it, cultivate it, and discover how to harness that raw power!

It scares me that Men are denying Alphahood as more and more males shrink back behind screens and video games and become less engaged in life. Alphas need to ascend and lead, not disappear behind a façade of detached coolness. The world is at risk without true Alphas to lead it.

So Alphas, unite! By denying your birthright and purpose, you leave civilization at the mercy of bad actors.

Nature gave you a gift. A commission. A purpose.

Use it!

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!

Hi Sam,

This is Mister Fag. I saw your response regarding the limp dick and just wanted to point out that a cage may not be practical for various reasons (hello, TSA!). However, a faggot should know that being limp—whether naturally or educated by a cage—is essential to understanding our biology.

I have been traveling a lot recently for business. I wanted to share a little story that occurred during one of those trips. After a full day of meetings, I decided to get a couple of drinks at the hotel bar. Curiously, the only seat available was next to a man who was clearly good-looking and whom I initially thought was straight.

Maybe it was the loneliness, or maybe the vibe, but I started making small talk. I must admit, he was charming. At our second round, he whispered, “So, tell me, are you a fag?” I felt scared for an instant, but after I said “yes,” he replied, “I knew it.” That felt safe.

Later that night, after paying for his drinks, I followed him to his room where I obeyed and let him decide how I should please him.

During the week, I met him a couple more times. I always took care of him (paid for his dinner and serviced his needs). On the last night, he told me he wanted to try ball torture because “you have no real use.” I let him do it—and yes, it is painful during and after.

I don’t want to dwell on the physical specifics, but the experience forced me to realize how vital the bridge of trust is between a fag and an alpha. In the vacuum of a hotel room, far from the social scripts of the daytime world, the hierarchy becomes a living thing that requires communication to function. Over the years, I have learned that a true fag doesn’t just obey orders; he finds his purpose in them. Yet, there is a recurring shadow: fear. It is a specific, sharp kind of fear—not necessarily of the act itself, but of the sheer, uncompromising scale of the alpha’s power. It is the vertigo one feels standing at the edge of a cliff; it’s not that the cliff is “mean,” it’s simply that its nature is absolute and yours is fragile.

And that fear is okay. In fact, it is necessary. It is the recognition of the weight of the man standing above fags. The key, I’ve found, is to communicate that feeling to the alpha. You aren’t “complaining” or “safe-wording” out of the experience; you are clarifying your position within it. You are telling him that your hesitation isn’t a sign of disrespect toward the natural order, nor is it a rejection of his nature. Rather, it is an admission that you are being moved—truly, deeply moved—by the gravity of his power. When an alpha understands that your fear is actually a form of worship, the dynamic reaches its most honest state.

Maybe I am romanticizing, but I thought it was worth sharing.

Respectfully,

Mister Fag

Well done, brother!

My first question: why do you think the Alpha at bar was not straight? Did he say he wasn’t? Straight Alphas are quite clued in to the use of fags sexually, and when they sense a wild fag in an appropriate moment, they will often make a move. In fact, the ball torture makes me think he was straighter than you imagine.

That aside, I thought this was an exceptional entry in your series, Mister Fag! Your central thesis that Alphas carry a weight that inspires respect, awe, and fear in inferiors like fags is spot-on. I’ve actually heard Alphas say how much it turns them on to see how intimidated faggots and females are in their presence!

The Alpha in the bar probably sensed your nervousness right away and read it correctly. As I’ve said many times, Alphas are extraordinary hunters and possess the ability to read their prey. They see nervous eye contact and instinctively know the person can be controlled and used by them.

But your point about how “fear is a form of worship” is particularly fascinating to me. Even when we aren’t intentionally worshiping an Alpha, our natural instinct of fearful respect is also registered as worship in the eyes of Alphas!

Again, that is why I always encourage faggots to TRY to talk to Alphas and offer service. Yes, I know it can be intimidating, but Alphas read it correctly and hierarchically.

Thank you so much for such an insightful post, brother!

~ sam the faggot

Hi Sam,

I remember seeing more than one version of the “What is Cunting” video a while ago. I was wondering if you still have that or if you could point me in the direction of where I could find it.

Also, do you have any plans for more instructional videos like that one or the “What is a Faggot” video? I love them. So informative and helpful for us fags.

Thank you!!!

Thank you for writing in!

Very good memory! There was an original version of the “What Is Cunting” video! The only difference between it and the final version is the concluding bit of video showing the aftermath of a faggot being cunted that I found after the fact.

Here is that video, which I’ve incorporated into the right sidebar as well.

I’ve always had plans (and even scripts written) for videos like “What Is An Alpha?” and “What Is Hierarchy?”, but TIME is the constant enemy. It’s especially true these days as I attempt to build my own large company.

For fun, here is the “What Is A Faggot?” video as well:

Thanks again for writing!

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

Dear Sam,

This is Mr. Fag.  In the grand scheme of things of Alpha-fag dynamics, where raw dominance meets yielding surrender, one truth stands eternal: the limp cock is the fag’s crown.  Too many eager holes chase the illusion of hardness, thrusting their pathetic stubs forward like beggars at a feast.  Alphas recoil—and rightly so.  A fag’s cock, rigid and insistent, screams “equality,” shattering the sacred asymmetry of the room. Limpness? That is poetry. It is the visual hymn to your role: soft, dangling, and utterly irrelevant. Watch an Alpha’s eyes light up when your meat hangs slack, a silent vow that this hole is his altar, not a rival shaft.

Limpness isn’t mere optics—it’s physiological gospel for fag’s greedy guts. Pleasure should cascade from the hole upward, a prostate symphony that floods the fag’s system with bliss without demanding the crude machinery of an erection.

True ecstasy is found in the Sacred Circuit:

• The P-Spot Pulse: Anal stimulation hijacks the pudendal nerve, spiking dopamine and oxytocin.
• Blood Flow Prioritization: When the fag remains flaccid, their body directs blood flow to the internal erogenous zones rather than the superficial swell of the shaft.
• The Tension Trap: Forcing a boner chokes the pipeline. Tension builds in the corpora cavernosa, diverting neural energy away from your core and toward a distracting, masculine urgency.

Stay soft, and every thrust becomes a full-body wave. Fag’s glans will tingle passively, the balls will churn surplus seed, and the fag will remain an open vessel for hours rather than a ticking clock.

Alphas sense this instinctively. To them, a hard fag is a distraction—a mechanical competitor in a space that requires a vacuum. A limp one, however, is a pure invitation: “Ruin me, Sir.” It signals that the fag has successfully surrendered their own agency to prioritize his manhood.

We must cultivate this state. It is a discipline, not an accident.

1. Edging via the Rear: Practice solo with plugs, breathing through the urge to touch yourself.
2. Mirror Affirmations: Look at your softness. Recognize that the power is not in what stands up, but in what opens up.
3. Wellness through Yielding: Reduced erectile strain means healthier vessels and the elimination of the “refractory blues.”  The fag becomes an evergreen resource for Alpha’s pleasure.

Limpness isn’t weakness; it is the fag’s superpower. Embrace the hang, brothers. Let it swing free while the real work happens behind the scenes.

Respectfully,

Mr. Fag

I’m not sure what to make of this entry, brother. I tend to agree that Alphas hate seeing fags with hard dicks, but I believe fags should be caged rather than “flopping around”. That’s just my opinion, though.

~ sam the faggot

Hey Sam,

I saw the recent post an Alpha made about domestic service and I wanted to share my own experiences. I don’t know how much of this is fully applicable, but when I was in college I was doing homework for some Alphas– one of them even let me do his laundry sometimes.

I’ve since had to find some online Alphas to help with work. I’ve taken notes on lectures, written essays, made presentations, and just generally have made myself available to Alphas who need a break from work or maybe a free tutor to help with some assignments. I try to help them learn too, so they can still get something out of the assignment beyond the grade, but it feels really good to just make a man’s life easier.

Sure it can be kind of boring sometimes, especially when they just drop an assignment on me and move on, but it feels good to work on something, especially for my betters.

Thank you for writing!

I love how my audience immediately responded after that Master wrote in about the lack of domestic fag content here! I’ve been approached by multiple fags about their experiences since just last night!

Whenever fags tell me they can’t find any Alphas to serve, there’s a part of me that rolls my eyes and I think, “You’re either not trying, or you have the wrong attitude about your purpose.” Fags that complain about that simply mean they couldn’t find an Alpha to serve SEXUALLY, but there are other, possibly less glamorous ways to serve.

Domestic service is a primary one fags overlook. Look, cleaning floors and toilets might not be as thrilling as getting throat fucked or bred, but the sense of accomplishment can be similarly orgasmic! I really love the way you stated it, brother: “it feels really good to just make a man’s life easier.” EXACTLY!

True submission requires us to place our own comforts, hopes, desires, and even needs aside in favor of serving those of a superior Man. You epitomize that ethos, my brother! I’m proud of you!

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You need to spend more time talking and espousing the importance of domestic faggotry. I had two domestic faggots during my college years and they were helpful in keeping my apartment clean getting general shit done for me. As I have aged (30s now), I’m finding that the fags I encounter are less likely to be interested in domestic faggotry. I’m inspired by the story of Josh and his wife pursuing this avenue as it’s very useful in life. It would certainly save me money if I could stop paying my cleaning lady and get a fag to do it instead. Sam, you need to push this aspect of faggotry more in order to enhance our lives to the fullest extent possible.

Master, thank you for writing to me!

Domestic service is something I preach often here on the site. No, I don’t cover it more than sexual service, but that’s mainly because there is so much more sexual content to use for teaching than domestic service.

I LOVE serving as a domestic faggot. Of course, my times as a domestic faggot typically came as a live-in for straight Masters who were also using me sexually (and occasionally financially). There’s something so emotionally satisfying about taking care of an Alpha’s personal life and affairs. I took great pride in my work, whether it was changing bedsheets every day, creating satisfying meals, or even making sure my Master’s toilets were immaculate. Domestic service is the one function of a faggot that is completely selfless, because the faggot expends itself completely without any hope of physical pleasure or reward.

I know the faggots reading this site come here mostly for selfishly masturbatory reasons, and that’s a problem. But I do know that some of the domestic faggots I’ve covered here have received high praise and lots of curiosity. One such faggot is Chadwick, an older faggot who never stopped trying to be useful to Alphas. You can read about Chadwick’s inspirational story by CLICKING HERE!

In the short instructional video I made entitled “What is a faggot?” I discuss domestic faggots to some degree as well.

So I assure you, Master, I am covering it and want to cover it more. I appreciate the reminders and encouragement!

Thank you for writing, Master!

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Hierarchy 309 – Self-Actualization

How embracing hierarchy helps us do the impossible.

SITE: https://hierarchypodcast.com/hierarchy-309-self-actualization/

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The following opinion was published today on the godforsaken right-wing wasteland known as X:

I get it. For brain-dead zombies raised inside the conformity Matrix, these kinds of opinions are common. Wouldn’t it be nice if all straight Men just remained blind in their cages?

So I quoted this above and replied with this defense:

Let me take this one.

Lots of straight Men and Alphas have sex with males (mostly sub males) because of the POWER and the EASY, UNINHIBITED NATURE OF BREEDING A MALE.

The governing principle at work here is a fundamental and instinctual structure within society known as HIERARCHY.

Everyone on Earth subconsciously obeys hierarchy and plays the role for which they were born.

Straight Alphas like Malik Delgaty are hierarchically above and beyond society’s “rules” for “proper” behavior for straight Men. Those rules might govern inferior males, but straight Alphas do not conform, they lead.

A straight Alpha can use sub males (known as fggots) or he can own them as personal slaves.

And before anyone objects, keep in mind that this hierarchical paradigm has been in effect since the beginning of human society, and has blatantly governed massive civilizations like Ancient Greece and Rome.

This is the way it has always been, and the way it will always be.

HierarchyIsTruth

Digest those words. Turn them in your mind. There is no question that what I speak and teach is the ultimate truth.

It’s undeniable.

Straight Alphas have no reason to take only a portion of the great bounty laid before them.

They deserve ALL the treasure,

They deserve ALL the service,

They deserve ALL the worship,

They deserve the ENTIRE WORLD.

Hierarchical truth will never be stopped, restrained, labeled, or twisted!

Yesterday I found myself in an unexpectedly-wonderful DM conversation with an intelligent young King named “Master V” (@damnbros51), a college Alpha who owns his faggot cousin. During this conversation the subject of faggot foot worship came up, and Master V told me he wanted my to write an essay about my own deep love and need to worship the feet of our greatest Men.

This is like a dog owner asking a Labrador retriever if it wants to jump in a lake.

I should’ve known I was a faggot from the age of 10 when I had a crush on an adorable playground leader named George Collins. I remember being fascinated by George’s big feet in his Buster Brown’s. I had vague yearnings to want to touch them, but playtime with him was distracting enough to prevent any such experimentation.

Then in freshman year of high school there was this sexy pre-Alpha named Bob that I crushed on for a couple of years. To be honest, I was more fascinated by Bob’s divine ass and bulge perfectly defined by the gray corduroy jeans than Bob’s feet, but I had this odd desire to kiss his feet in the hallway while he was joking with other football players.

Then came Roger.

I met Roger when I got a job at a shitty Italian restaurant. Roger was my age, but from another high school. It took about 2.3 seconds after I met Roger to completely fall in love with him; he was the most stunning Alpha I’d ever met. A golden tan blessed his slender, muscular frame and delectable six-pack abs. Roger had a face that was a combination of Richard Gere and Morten Harket of the band a-ha. Then Roger spoke to me, and his confidence and brash sexuality completely submitted me.

Roger saw my submissiveness instantly. We became close friends immediately, and Roger definitely defined our days together. I spent a lot of time hanging out alone with Roger at his single mother’s house, where our opposing roles came into sharp relief.

His eventual claiming of me started with his feet. Roger didn’t have huge feet, but they were beautiful to me anyway. They were the feet of an athlete, “muscular” in a way that average feet are not (if you understand what I mean). I naturally took a place at his feet when we were together, and it clearly made a subconscious impression on him. He would put his feet on my face and rub them into my nose, which I loved. He would clip his toenails, and when he wasn’t looking I would steal some of the clippings and eat them. Occasionally Roger would spray a deodorant on his feet, claiming he didn’t want his feet to stink. To that, I replied that his feet never stunk and I would grab his shoes and take a deep huff. Whenever I did that, he would give me a disgusted look and mutter, “nasty faggot!”

That was the first time an Alpha specifically called me a “faggot”, and the cold electric shock of that word was intoxicating.

After Roger became my first Owner when he forced me to become his cocksucker, I would sometimes follow my instinct and kiss his feet to induce him to feed me his cock. It was then that I discovered the link between foot worship and Alpha dominance/aggression. I took lessons in pedicure techniques and foot massage to learn how to improve, because I knew foot worship was a link that I would continue to exploit throughout my fag career.

Two of my greatest straight Masters helped me to perfect my foot worshiping technique. First was Master Aaron. He was probably the most perfect physical specimen I’d ever seen; absolutely jacked, tanned body, with the world’s greatest ass (my apologies to Chris Evans) and thighs/calves as thick and sturdy as tree trunks. Master Aaron, also had a huge heart, and I think he decided to own me in part because he saw me as a lost, wild faggot who needed an Alpha’s guidance.

I spoiled Master Aaron constantly. One of his favorite things was ordering me to draw him a nice hot bath where he would soak in scented oil water while I served him drinks. After his bath, I would specifically soak his feet and then give him a full pedicure while he relaxed on the couch. After the pedicures, I would deeply massage his muscular feet with oil and moisturizers, tenderly kissing them and praising his perfection.

As you might imagine, those sessions always ended up with me swallowing his loads.

A few years later I was owned my Master Chris. He was another physically-perfect Alpha with HUGE hands and HUGE feet to match his HUGE dick. Master Chris looked a lot like a young Jake Gyllenhaal (this was often remarked upon by his female admirers … and me), with the same square jaw and big, expressive eyes.

I fell hard for Master Chris. I consider the times I spent worshiping his feet to be among the most memorable of my life. Master Chris loved my adoration of his hands and feet, and I spent long sessions just kissing them and smelling them. When he said “good faggot” to me during these times, I felt more complete than at any time up to that point.

How can I even begin to describe the wonders of Master Chris’s feet? They were size 13, and wide. They had long toes, but not long in a creepy way like some. Master Chris could easily pick things up with them, and he gave more more than a few bruises by pinching me with them. I imprinted on his feet completely, from the sweet smell to every powerfully-constructed curve. One time Master Chris told me to try and trim his nails with my teeth, but they were too tough to bite through (I didn’t want to ruin them, either). I can still feel the weight of them between my hands! Even after so many years, I know every detail on his incredible feet!

So what is it about Alpha feet that motivates faggots to worship them so intensely?

The primary motivator for faggots is the humiliation factor. Fags live off of humiliation. It induces subspace in us, and that subspace feels like a warm, cozy blanket. Women probably know the feeling, although they’re generally not in-touch with the concept of subspace. But we faggots definitely do!

So it’s only natural that faggots are drawn to foot worship. For whatever reason, feet are considered disgusting. That’s primarily why kissing feet is considered an ultimate act of submission. Foot kissing is a universally-recognized act of honor, respect, and submission in the presence of royalty, for example. Teen Alphas often make faggots and other inferior males kiss their feet without knowing anything about hierarchy (see: Master Lucas).

For me, it goes beyond the feeling of subspace, though. When offering obeisance to an Alpha through foot worship, I feel almost forgiven. In fact, I approach this extraordinary privilege of touching an Alpha’s feet and worshiping them the way a penitent person approaches a superior for forgiveness.

It is such an honor to be allowed to touch an Alpha’s feett, let alone kiss and massage them! After all, those feet are powerful enough to carry the weight of an extraordinary Man. Beneath those feet are the remains of the lands he’s conquered and the enemies he’s vanquished. They are the foundation of his rulership! Faggots should be grateful to kiss the dirt upon which those feet have trod, let alone worship them directly!

As a faggot who has spent most of my fag career worshiping Alpha feet, I can say that few acts more fully define the Alpha/fag dynamic. It’s largely a non-sexual act in and of itself, yet it stirs great passion in most Alphas. It gives Alphas power, and reaffirms their rightful place above all other males.

So what I’m saying, in essence, is that worshiping an Alpha’s feet is a holy sacrament, a godly duty. I take it very seriously, and in order to get the most out of our commission as faggots, I recommend that all faggots approach that privilege the same way!