The following post is part of a thread chronicling the submission of a faggot named Liam to a younger black co-worker named Master Thabo. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
The live-in relationships between a Master and his faggot can vary wildly from Master to Master, or even between multiple faggots of the same Master. Every situation is different, as are the preferred approaches of each Master.
In the times when I’ve been owned long-term, each Master emphasized different expectations. As the house faggot, it was my job to simply forget about any previous programming I’d received and fulfill my current Master’s preferences. Given how mouthy and opinionated I was in my early life, you can imagine the difficulties I had!
I wonder how I would’ve reacted if any of my Masters had done what Master Thabo has done with his live-in faggot Liam.
You see, Master Thabo has created a printed list of house rules for Liam to follow and obey. This list is posted in the main hallway upon entering their home, and is plainly visible to all visitors.
Visitors like Liam’s family, who live not far from them and visit regularly.
Liam shared the list with me:
Rules Of the house.
Liam is a faggot for the use of any black men
Liam will always be naked at home unless given permission otherwise by Thabo or another black man.
Liam will give up his ass and his mouth to any black man on demand.
Liam will never attempt to conceal any part of his body.
Liam will allow his body to be inspected whenever demanded.
Liam will not close any doors.
Liam’s willy will always remain locked in a cage unless otherwise directed by Thabo
I think it’s interesting that the list focuses almost exclusively on sexual service and bodily preparedness. There’s no mention of domestic duties or expectations of such.
I can only imagine what goes through the minds of Liam’s parents when they see that list mounted proudly in the home of their faggot son!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the submission of a faggot named Liam to a younger black co-worker named Master Thabo. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
I get a lot of questions (mainly from faggots) about how to serve Alphas they know from their workplace. It’s only natural given how much time we all spend at work and the nature of the workplace as a largely Alpha environment. Of course, approaching a workplace Alpha for service is tougher today given the stricter rules surrounding workplace harassment.
But sometimes good fortune smiles on a faggot with a pure desire to be of service.
Recently I was privileged to meet a faggot named Liam, and he told me the extraordinary story of how he came to be owned by a younger black Alpha named Thabo. The ending will really surprise you!
I am now 41 so probably deemed an older fag, and I didn’t fully start to acknowledge my status until I came across the old website about 8 years ago.
Before then I had a couple of failed female relationships, and managed to father a child.
However there was always something missing. Growing up I had interactions with other boys but had always put it down to teenage hormones.
Anyway 8 years ago I started to explore the notion of being an Alpha. It was around that time I had just broken up with the mother of my child, I was living alone, and the more I read the more I recognised myself in the stories of Alphas/Faggots.
I was a bit drunk one evening (And I have to say a bit depressed about my current situation). I went onto Grindr and started looking around me. Initially I wasn’t sure I wanted to meet, but I wanted to see what was out there – one profile attracted my attention. It was a black guy – no face pics, but he was advertising that he was looking for a faggot cocksucker. The word faggot was what struck me the most.
After an hour or two of deliberation, I plucked up the courage to say a simple hello.
What followed was a solid 5 hours of exchanging messages. I asked him about the use of that word, and explained about the hierarchy I was discovering. He recognised it too, and had also seen the FWA website. Slowly but surely he started to show the Alpha he was – coaxing me into submitting to him. That evening, even though we didn’t meet, he coaxed me to serve him – sending pictures of myself. We even exchanged phone numbers and he had me on a video call humiliating myself. I never saw his face, just his torso.
Roll on the next day and I couldn’t get him out of my head, but I still didn’t know his name, or what he looked like. I messaged him a good morning but didn’t get a response. Hours passed and nothing. Figuring it was a one hit encounter I focussed on my work – I am a junior manager at the firm I work for.
Throughout the work day I walked down to the warehouse, and started to notice the people down there – mostly black people.
I carried out what I needed to do and returned to my office, when I realised I had a whatsapp message. It was him – commenting on how I looked very different in my work suit compared to my birthday suit.
By this point reality hit in- He worked for the same firm as me. I was panicking, and pleaded with him to be discreet. He replied laughing and said don’t worry – the secret is safe for now, as long as I was a good boy. He then said for me to meet him in a rarely used bathroom next to the warehouse at 4pm. He wanted to find me standing facing the wall, hands on my head. I still didn’t know who he was!
The next two hours were a form of torture – 4pm never seemed so far away, but eventually it came, and I nervously walked down. I passed various colleagues who exchanged pleasantries, offered to go for a post work drink, and so on, and all I could think about was what was coming.
I found the bathroom, and entered, nervously. I adopted the position and waited. My mouth dry, legs slightly shaking until after 10 minutes the door opened. And then he was there, behind me. I fought every instinct to turn around, as he reached round me, undid my belt and slid down my pants and underwear. He told me to kick off my shoes and socks and step out of my pants. He then picked up my boxers, placed them over my head and told me to turn round and kneel.
I sucked him off – there and then, still unable to see him until he eventually came in my mouth.
He then pushed a sock into my mouth and pulled the boxers off my head.
For the first time I saw who he was – he worked in the warehouse and was at least 3 levels of seniority below me, yet somehow he wasn’t. He was an Alpha. He held the sock in my mouth and started to speak, explaining how he now owned me, and I was going to do everything he said, otherwise my pictures were being shared to everyone in the office.
That was my first interaction with him, and I knew from then on I was his. Of course there was some reluctance on my part – I had never been a faggot before, but he trained me. He has shown incredible amounts of patience, molding me into what he wanted.
During Covid he moved in with me, (During a period lockdowns were relaxed). Then another lockdown hit and we had a lot of time together, where he could really cement my training. He controlled everything – my phone, my clothing, even my money (He has never asked me for money, but he does control what I can spend it on). More and more I got used to being kept naked, caged and controlled. He started showing me off to his black friends when they were on zoom calls together, and damn that was humiliating.
He still lives with me, and we have progressed that now I am always kept naked at home. Everyone connected to me personally knows my status. He shares me with his alpha friends, both sexually and domestically.
We are planning to get married soon, but the service will be around me declaring my servitude to him.
I think I have covered most of our Journey, I am sure there are parts that people will want more detail on though, so happy to expand where people want it.
Fag Liam
Can you believe how well that worked out??
First of all, I’m really humbled and surprised that both Liam and Master Thabo were readers of FagsWorshipAlphas.com, the site that led into this one. That site and this one (as well as the podcast) have had more reach and influence than I ever anticipated when I started it ten years ago! While I’m sure Master Thabo needed little help from me to embrace his truth, it’s nice that my work helped Liam accept his faghood and finally take the steps needed to find fulfillment!
That bathroom encounter was a bold first move, but anybody who knows anything about black Alphas knows they fear very little. They have the dick and the power to make any opposers stand down and/or submit. But the more significant impact of his bold first move was to impress upon his new faggot Liam that he is a fearless Master who expects obedience and service wherever he might demand it.
It seems like Master Thabo has done an excellent job training Liam to be exactly that obedient slave every black Alpha deserves, including serving his Alpha Pack brothers sexually and domestically! This is a wonderful compliment Master Thabo is paying Liam, because he is proud of his faggot!
In fact, he’s so proud of his faggot that he’s planning to MARRY him! For those keeping score, this will be the FIFTH Alpha/faggot marriage to come (in part) from this site and my efforts! Name another site anywhere on the World Wide Web that can match the record of what is being accomplished here DAILY! Don’t even bother because it doesn’t exist!
I think Liam’s story should be one all aging faggots should meditate upon. Sure, Liam is just 41 years old, so it’s not like he’s ready for the old folk’s home … but he’s obviously insecure about it (mainly due to the fact that his Master is several years younger). My point is this: it’s NEVER too late to find an Alpha to serve in some way! Humble yourself and earnestly offer yourself, and Alphas will find a way to use you and incorporate you into their lives!
I thank my brother Liam for sharing his incredible story!
The above video details an interesting study involving the game Monopoly and how advantaged people are transformed by their unfair advantages. It’s a curious study in that the participants so easily slipped into bully behavior, revealing how unfair advantages lead to superiority complexes. It’s also odd that these advantaged people, after achieving their success, all attributed their success to their own power and not the advantages they were given.
This study can be extrapolated and applied to Alphas and Alphahood, of course. Alphas are given tremendous genetic and psychological advantages – better bodies, more attractive features, more aggression and dominance, more love and worship and support – and this helps to secure their place at the top of hierarchy.
The study reveals the possible natural origins of bully Alphas, as well as some naturally-bad Alpha behavior resulting from their superior advantages. There is a sort-of animal cruelty that arises when superior Alphas see and use inferior males. As this study demonstrates, it’s likely unavoidable.
But it also demonstrates another truth: hierarchy literally permeates every aspect of our society and our lives. Once you see it and understand it, you’ll see its presence and effects everywhere.
I’m Timothy, and I have a question about how to move forward.
I’m 24 years old, European, and for a long time, I considered myself a versatile bisexual guy, although I dated other guys. I’ve been in relationships, so I wasn’t hooking up, but all the time, I’ve been extremely horny. I always knew I had a lot of stamina and a willingness to dominate, but some of it surfaced just recently.
A few months ago, after a very short time being together, I married the love of my life (also because of some documentation needs). It was a spontaneous decision, but we knew we were made for each other. Up to that point, we mainly had oral sex, and I’d always put him to cocksucking, never the other way. So when we finally married, we said ok to anal sex without protection, since we tested neg for STDs (I don’t want to potentially expose my boy). And so I fucked him, and he loved it a lot. I can go for hours, and he enjoys it. I throatfuck him and put it in from the back, and he always cums ropes.
Since at the beginning of the relationship we said we’re both verse, I didn’t mind him trying to fuck me. But when we actually try, he always gets soft. He comes up with some excuse about the lube making it not work, but I feel it’s bullshit. I also realised that I don’t want to be fucked by him but just want to breed his hole, and maybe not just his. I am just so buzzed with energy; I feel like I want to dominate and dominate hard. My husband, let’s call him Fel, seems to just be a perfect bottom, or perhaps a fag; he just doesn’t know it or doesn’t want to admit it yet.
I wonder, what can I do to see how he feels about it? How can I possibly become the alpha that I know I am? Perhaps I felt limited by conventions and norms, but a few weeks ago, I came across this blog and X account previously, and I have been thinking about it. I was thinking maybe I should casually introduce him to a cage as a roleplay and see if it leads him to some more thinking.
I just know I would be a damn good alpha, but I also imagine things get complicated when there are feelings for a person. Is there any way to reach out to you for some chat and talk this more, bouncing email-style messages sometimes gets tricky hahaha.
I’d appreciate your advice! Thanks,
Tim
Master, thank you very much for writing to me!
First of all, congratulations on the marriage! It sounds like you’ve found someone with whom you are quite compatible, even more than you initially knew!
Let me get this out of the way, Master: there is no doubt you’re Alpha. You were born to be served, serviced, and worshiped.
Your husband is definitely your faggot. Now, that doesn’t diminish or demean him in any way; that’s simply his purpose. It’s okay to call your marriage mate “faggot” and use him as such because that is simply the reason he was born.
You can tell the truth of this by two things you wrote above. Firstly, the fact that you feel “buzzed all the time” tells me you’re swelling with power. Your dominance is growing.
Then you also mention how your faggot couldn’t get hard when trying to enter you. That’s because he’s not born to fuck anyone; it’s unnatural and frankly a source of great anxiety for him.
So you are Alpha, and he’s your faggot. Master and servant.
To help him accept it, you might show him this response. You might also put him on his knees and do scent training with him while using call/response to get him to admit/accept that he is a faggot. Start calling him “good boy” or “good faggot” when he pleases you. Some faggots really struggle with embracing this truth about themselves, and require safety and warm encouragement from trusted sources like a spouse. But honestly, Fel will feel so much more complete once he does.
Your idea to put Fel in chastity is intriguing. Many Masters I know are probably reading this and demanding that I recommend it to you, Master, but I won’t go that far. I certainly think it’ll do wonders for him at some point (maybe even now), but I don’t want to overwhelm him.
But as for you, Master, you’re fully Alpha already and growing more powerful by the day. I can definitely see you bringing on a fag or two for additional worship and service. Why would you ever deny yourself what you deserve as a young King?
Master, I’m always available to talk via email at hierarchyuniversity@gmail.com.
When I first met Angela, the former girlfriend of the exceptional Master Andre, I thought she was part of the new wave of females who understood the true dominant needs of Alphas. I mean, here she was on THIS SITE asking for advice on how to get straight Master Andre to own and use his faggot best friend Alberto! It seemed to be a new era was dawning.
Of course, as it turned out, it wasn’t an appreciation for Alphahood that was driving Angela’s actions, but rather a selfish fetish.
I was thankful that Master Andre had avoided Angela’s trap and got rid of her, and I hoped that would be the end of it. Sadly, Angela is bitter and resentful over what happened, so she decided to write me the following letter.
I wasn’t going to publish it, but then I decided to display it to all of the straight Alphas out there watching this unfold. You straight Alphas need to make a choice – own and use faggots, or take a risk of having a hateful shrew like Angela ruin your life!
Here’s her letter:
This is Angela again. I didn’t want to say anything else here, but since the situation got out of control, I will send you just one last message. I know it is very easy to see me as a horrible person because of what I tried to do with Andre, but I never meant to hurt Alberto’s feelings. I just did what is right. Andre loves my pussy, he really does, and getting pregnant would be the best way to make sure he would fuck me forever. Yes, I wanted him to get rid of Alberto, but just because I think the faggot should be with somebody else, not with my man. I think you are all forgetting that I am the only reason why Andre fucks Alberto, otherwise the faggot would be wandering around the house hungry for his cock but would’ve never admitted what he feels. And Andre had enough women in his bed every week, so he would never consider fucking the boy. So the very least you all should do is thanking me: you should thank me for introducing them to your work, Andre should thank me for teaching him how to conquer Alberto, and Alberto above all should kiss my feet and thank me everyday for finding a way for him to suck the big cock he always wanted to suck. But no, instead of being grateful for what I have done, Andre broke up with me, Alberto betrayed my trust and told everything to Andre, and you Sam are now suggesting that I am the wrong one in this throuple. Unbelievable… I was willing to give Andre the honor to give him a child, and Alberto could just stop sucking his cock and find another man. But no, the three of you got together against me. Because I refuse to take his cock in my ass, do you really think I am selfish? Andre is selfish for not being happy with all the holes he had for him and Alberto is even more selfish for not acknowledging that without me he would be a frustrated faggot forever. I really love Alpha-fag content, I won’t lie, but I am really disappointed with the three of you. I will now just find somebody else and leave them alone, but I know question if Andre really is an Alpha man if he chooses a faggot over a hot girl. Well, I hope you are all happy now, but I don’t want to get involved anymore. I wish you all the best without me. Good luck in your life.
Okay, let me address Angela directly:
Angela, I gave you credit for helping Master Andre see the value of faggot ownership. I think Master Andre did as well.
But ultimately, you only did it to satisfy your own desires. It wasn’t about helping to serve Master Andre’s needs, but rather your own. That is the textbook definition of selfishness.
You say “Andre loves my pussy” like your pussy is somehow different from the other four billion slimy gashes out there. Master Andre loves ANY pussy; there’s nothing special about yours, sweetheart.
Again, selfishness.
I cannot even begin to comprehend how you think you can defend yourself when you tried to trap Master Andre by secretly getting pregnant by him! Do you not understand how fucked-up that is? A baby is a precious new life and responsibility, not a ploy or bargaining chip in your stupid and desperate attempt at control! It disgusts me completely. You should be ashamed of yourself, but you’re far too conceited to feel shame.
Ultimately, you failed in a contest with a faggot like Alberto because Alberto actually worships and honors Master Andre. Alberto selflessly serves Master Andre’s needs before anything else, and he faithfully guards his Master’s interests against threats like YOU.
You wouldn’t know anything about that level of submission and service, because you only know selfishness, manipulation, and lies. Master Andre was right to toss you into the trash like a used condom.
However, there is a bright side to your despicable behavior, Angela. Bitter, ignorant harpies like you are the reason more and more straight Alphas are turning to faggots for the worship they crave. And faggots will ALWAYS be there, on their knees, ready to serve.
Here’s a pro-tip: if you ever have the chance to have another God Alpha like Master Andre in your life, resist your natural impulses and use Alberto’s great example as a guide. You’ll do much better than you did here.
So I guess we are back to the drawing board with straight females. I doubt females will ever fully accept the ownership of faggots by their husbands and boyfriends. That’s okay, I guess; after all, we’ve been a DL part of Alpha lives until this point, so things will just remain the same.
But I’m grateful for strong Alphas like Master Andre who choose loyal faggots over selfish and disloyal females! If more straight Alphas did that, a change might actually happen!
The following post is part of a thread following the development of a deep Master/faggot relationship between a faggot named Alberto and his straight childhood friend and Master Andre. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
When my brother Alberto wrote to tell me how straight Master Andre got rid of his conniving, manipulative girlfriend Angela (HERE), I asked Alberto to finally show his Master the entire thread concerning their lives. At the very least, I wanted to show respect to a great Alpha like him, but I also hoped he might more fully understand Hierarchy by putting his experience in greater context.
I knew Alberto would do it, because he is an excellent faggot. Good boy, Alberto! I’m proud of you!
What follows is Master Andre’s most incredible response to what he discovered. Through his words we can see the righteous heart of a natural-born Protector Alpha and true King:
Hi, I am not sure how to start this letter, but my name is Andre. You have been talking to my friend Alberto and my ex-girlfriend Angela. Last night, Alberto told me everything that goes on here and sent me a link with all the posts from Angela and himself, since April. I read every single word and at first was quite upset that my story was being shared for thousands of people without my consent. But Alberto was right next to me and told me that he did not want to do it, he just reached out to you after everything that happened with Angela. And that’s okay, it’s no reason to be mad at him.
Now that everybody knows what is going on, I’d like to know the famous Sam as well, since Angela and Alberto seem to really enjoy what you do here. What Alberto said about us is all true, we’ve been friends since we were born and I have always protected him. When we were at high school, everybody liked me, I went out with many girls, and I had no problems at all with the guys. But I lost many friends defending Alberto (and I would’ve lost all of them to protect my little brother). I remember one day that I was at soccer practice, came back to the classroom, and found Alberto alone crying at the corner of the room, with one of my closest friends laughing. The teacher hasn’t come yet, so there was just a bunch of students there. Some girls hanging out, some guys talking, and them Alberto was the only one by himself, crying and nobody was doing anything. I could feel my blood boiling looking at Alberto lonely like that, so I ignored everyone else and went to him like an arrow to the corner of the room. I first asked if he was hurt because some guys had already tried to punch him for being gay and I was always around to save him. He hugged me when I approached him, saying that he wasn’t hurt, but he was feeling embarrassed because that guy laughing (who was my friend from soccer) had spit on him. Then he showed me his uniform and there was a disgusting spit already drying out on his t-shirt.
I turned to the guy still laughing at Alberto and asked what was going on. The guy, probably thinking that I would laugh with him, just said “well, if he wants to be a faggot, he needs to get used to it.” Alberto had not stopped crying yet, he was so afraid, he was shaking in fear at the corner of the room, afraid of even looking at the guy. My only reaction was grabbing the guy with my left hand and punching him with my right hand three times, right to his face. When he tried to punch back, I spit right on his eyes and said “you’re right, it feels good to spit on a faggot”. When the teacher entered the room, she saw Alberto crying, the other guy with a bleeding mouth and spit on his face, and I was standing between them. We were all sent to the principal’s room and we were all suspended, including Alberto who had not done anything wrong, but the homophobic slut always found ways to punish him for being a victim. We went back home and Alberto couldn’t stop repeating how sorry he was because I got in trouble because of him, I told him that I did what I should have done and he shouldn’t be sorry for anything. He was really embarrassed and disgusted for that shirt with the guy’s spit, so I took my shirt off, gave it to him, and threw his shirt out. So we walked down the street side by side, I was shirtless, he was wearing a shirt twice his size. But at least nobody would hurt him with me there.
I was 17 and I know my attitude was wrong, I shouldn’t have punched the guy, nor used the expression “faggot” as a slur to insult him. I should have taken care of Alberto instead of unleashing my anger on his bully. In any case, this is just one of the many times I got in trouble to protect him and I would have done everything again if I could go back in time. The whole point is that Alberto is really important to me. He is more important than any of my family members, to be honest. I wake up everyday thinking about how to make sure he is safe, protected, and happy. For this reason, a lot of people think that I am gay or that we are a couple. And I want to make it very clear, now that my life is public here: I am not gay, I have never thought about being gay, I have no doubts about that. I love women, I feel attraction for women, and I want to get married one day and have children with a woman.
Moreover, before meeting Angela, I had always seen Alberto as a little brother, so I would never feel any sort of sexual attraction toward him, even if he was a girl. But Angela gets really horny when she sees strong men fucking submissive men, and she insisted a lot, you have no idea. She said in her first post that I said “a hole is a hole” but this is a complete lie. First, I had never thought about being with another man before. Also, I would never refer to Alberto as “a hole”, he’s the most important person in my life. What happened in fact is that Angela basically blackmailed me and after three or four fucks, she said that she would not let me fuck her again, unless I brought a third one to our bed. His pussy was a great fuck, so I tried to convince her to forget about that, but she was totally inflexible. That was the only reason why I considered touching another man. Otherwise, I would never do it. She also said that we had “the right amount of wine”, but that was not the case either. She brought a lot of alcohol one night and did not drink anything, she kept insisting on to drink a lot, but she remained sober the whole time. When Alberto and I were completely drunk, she put my dick out pretending that she would suck it, and then she forced Alberto’s head against my cock. We never agreed to do it, but we were too drunk, and I was barely reacting at that point.
On the next morning, she told me that if I didn’t start fucking her with Alberto by my side she would tell all my friends and family that I was in the closet and that I have always been Alberto’s boyfriend, since middle school, which couldn’t be more false. But I didn’t want her to go around spreading this lie, so I decided to let Alberto suck me one day and at first it was really weird, but he confessed all the feelings he had for me and said that would be a great honor if I allowed him to touch my cock. So I let him do it and I won’t lie: I started enjoying it, although it felt weird for several days until I got used to it.
Another important thing that I must say is that Angela did all this scheme because she is really into that. She would love touching herself while Alberto was on all fours for me, but she has never thought about Alberto. What she said about Alberto not being smooth for me and I got angry at him is ridiculous, that never happened that way. What really happened that night is that Alberto in fact was a little hairy and when I saw him that way I told him that I wasn’t comfortable fucking him, but I immediately said that he could just stay with us, suck my dick, and have a good time. But Angela then said that if he wasn’t ready to take my cock, he could leave and wait in the other room. I never told him to leave, she lied for you. I was too horny, so I didn’t discuss, and banged her really hard, this part is true. But as soon as I finished, I went out to get Alberto in my arms, and told him that everything was fine, I didn’t want him to be upset. Then he sucked me (much better than Angela, btw), and I gave him a load to taste before going to bed.
Anyway, I think this is enough for you to know how selfish Angela was. Alberto’s last post, unlike hers, is 100% true in every single detail. But I also want to add that, besides trying to deceive me and getting pregnant without telling me, she would always talk to me when we were alone trying to get rid of Alberto. When we were in bed by ourselves she would say things like “you know, one day you will need to send Alberto back to his house, he can’t be here forever”. She literally just wanted Alberto’s hole to get horny watching me as I fuck him, and never more. Alberto is too naive sometimes and he thought they were friends, but she only wanted to fulfill her fantasy using the two of us. Now she will need to find somebody else because I don’t want her in my house ever again.
I admit that everything is really new to me. I have been fucking girls since I was 15, but now I am also fucking my best friend and it still is a little confusing. But at the same time I don’t want to stop having sex with Alberto. The way he looks at me, the way he follows what I tell him to do, the way he cooks and cleans the whole house. It’s difficult to describe how sweet he is. I haven’t seen your whole website yet, but I feel I have a lot to learn about what you call hierarchy. I would never call Alberto a “faggot” because this is a horrible word for me, but he’s trying to show me what it really means among homosexuals. I don’t know if I am bisexual, but I don’t think so because I do not get horny watching two guys making out. But when Alberto comes to my room completely naked I can only think about putting some cum deep inside of him.
I wanted to turn this page and introduce myself to you, Sam. I have no idea about what will happen next, but Alberto is my little brother and my best friend. Just like I got suspended multiple times in school protecting him, I will never let a woman separate us, no matter what it takes.
It is nice to meet you, Sam. Take care.
Best,
André.
Magnificent! What a breathtaking ode to deep friendship, true love, and the unrelenting power of a straight Protector Alpha!
I’ll talk directly to you, Master Andre, for the remainder of this post.
Master, first of all I thank you and praise you for what you’ve grown to be and the deep relationship you’ve built with Alberto. It’s one built on now decades of trust and loyalty and love. It’s an unshakeable bond, mainly due to your powerful Alpha instincts and Alberto’s submissive devotion.
But let me clear up a few of your concerns.
First of all, you are not bisexual or gay. You’re a straight Alpha. Straight Men have always owned and used faggots, not because they’re confused or can’t get pussy, but because of the POWER they feel when they are served by fags. If you glance through the stories embedded in the right sidebar, you’ll find thread after thread of real-life stories involving straight Alphas who have discovered the truth of faggot ownership and greater power. I think you are already understanding some of that through your use and ownership of Alberto.
And Master, I can appreciate your noble dislike of the term “faggot” to describe Alberto or myself. It shows you have a good heart. But I assure you that true faggots like us do not consider the term to be an insult, but rather a validation. We faggots are made by nature to serve and please Men like you, Master. There are few things more thrilling to us than to hear Men like you say “good boy” or “good faggot” because we feel validated in our natural role. I hope you understand this, Master.
I wanted to address the awesome statement you made about your newfound desire to pump your cum into Alberto when you see him. Why do you think that is? You may not realize it consciously, but Men (and particularly Alphas) use their cum to mark their territory, to claim people as property. By feeding/breeding Alberto, you’re staking your claim as his Owner, his Master. It is the deepest possible union, as your DNA is now part of Alberto’s bloodstream and you’ve marked him body and soul. He’s your faggot forever, Master!
So what’s next? You could take additional steps of ownership, like putting a chastity cage on Alberto or maybe putting a collar on him. I’m sure chastity cages seem like a punishment to you, Master (and sometimes they are used that way), but chastity cages also help faggots deepen their submission and respect for Alpha cock. However, Alberto is such an exceptional faggot that a chastity cage may not be necessary.
If you choose to give Alberto something like a cage or collar, I do recommend that you do it ceremonially. Make it a special event. This will impress upon Alberto’s mind and heart the seriousness of it.
Master, I am so very grateful for your letter and for the privilege of speaking with you! I think you are truly starting to grasp the greater power and purpose within you, as well as your true place in Hierarchy. And, thanks to your loyal friend and faggot Alberto, you can now embrace that destiny!
You can always reach me directly at hierarchyuniversity@gmail.com, Master.
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the development of a young Mexican Alpha named Master Jose. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
A lot of drama has been swirling around this site lately! Quite a few people have been watching the developments surrounding Master Lorenzo’s desire to breed his Alpha brother Master Jose despite Master Jose’s reluctance. I’ve had personal messages from people regarding it, a reader wrote in today about it, and Masters Jase and Paolo have powerfully added their opinions to the conversation.
Everybody seems to be firmly on the side of Master Jose submitting to Master Lorenzo. Virtually everybody said that Master Jose will not lose his Alpha status because of it, and some suggested he might actually GAIN power through it.
Happily, Master Jose has been reading these opinions as I’ve posted them, and like any good Alpha, he’s considered all of the facts.
And he’s come to a decision!
hola Sam, this is Jose again. I came here to read your answer to my last message and give you an update because you are really important to me and I think you deserve to know. But I was surprised to see other Alphas and faggots interested in my situation. It was really good to read the opinions of my Alpha brothers Jase and Paolo, so thank you for that.
I had a long voice call with Lorenzo yesterday, and he told me that he never meant to put me under pressure or make me feel weak. He said he really wants to get closer to me and have me as his little Alpha brother, but if fucking me is a deal breaker, he doesn’t want to lose me because of that. He was really sweet and thoughtful, giving me total liberty to decide whatever I want to do, including never sucking his dick again. And exactly for this reason I made my decision: I will let Lorenzo fuck and breed me. I trust my brother more than anyone else on Earth and if this is what he wants, he will have it. I have just booked my flight for Aug 24.
You know Lorenzo very well, right? You know how organized he is and how much he loves schedules. He told me to stop jerking off on Aug 21 to be extra horny, then I will arrive there on Sunday in the afternoon, he’ll pick me up at the airport. He said that we’ll have a really special night with the boys Gio and Rafa. He even told me the positions in which he will fuck me, first riding his cock to take my virginity, then missionary while we hug and in his words “embrace our alphahood together”. He thinks doggy or anything ass up are only for faggots.
I don’t know how it will go, Sam. I don’t know if Gio, Rafa, and Bruno will really respect me as a Man after that. But I made my decision and I can tell Lorenzo is really happy and proud. Juan also told me that I made the right decision and that we’ll be closer than ever from now on. We have a group chat together with the 3 boys, and all of them seem to be excited for Aug 24.
I want to thank you again for having changed my life, Sam. Wish me love, courage, and luck!
This is an incredible decision, and I’m so very proud of my Master Jose! It takes some measure of humility to be a great and powerful leader, and Master Jose has that!
And yes, I do know about the organizational propensities of Master Lorenzo! He probably has the moment of penetration calculated down to the millisecond on a spreadsheet somewhere!
But I also know this about Master Lorenzo: despite his overwhelming power as a God Alpha, he’s also nurturing and loving. Nobody respects Hierarchy more than he does, and he respects Master Jose because Master Jose also respects Hierarchy with decisions like this.
I have no doubt the coupling of Master Lorenzo and Master Jose will be one of respect, passion, affection, and appreciation. How could it not? These two beautiful, superior Men are coming together to share an appreciation for one another’s superior gifts! It’ll be a celebration of Alphahood!
And when Master Lorenzo breeds Master Jose, Master Jose will exactly understand the power he himself wields, as well as a deeper appreciation for his place in Hierarchy! That is a gift all by itself!
I’m proud of both Master Lorenzo and Master Jose for making this event so special! This is an event that Master Juan and all of their faggots can celebrate together!
I’m humbled and grateful to be able to share this with you all! Thank you, Master Jose!
If you had to estimate the percentages for the amount of each level of man in the hierarchy (from apex alpha down to faggot), what percentages would you give?
Thanks for the question! This was once a post idea that ended up never getting made!
The following post is part of a thread following the service of a young faggot named Tyler who has been claimed by a great Protector Alpha named Steven. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
It’s not easy to live honestly as a faggot. We are generally despised, sometimes thoughtlessly used, and more often brutally abused. We are inferior and weak, which makes us easy targets for Destroyer Alphas.
Thankfully, there are Protector Alphas out there with the wisdom, authority, and power to defend and rescue good faggots from ruin.
Protector Alphas like Master Steven.
My brother Tyler has been very honest about his terrifying service to a Destroyer Alpha named Master Adam, and how the abuse he suffered messed with his head and caused him to betray Master Steven. The struggle was so great that it even moved Master Roger to write a lengthy discussion in support of Tyler here.
I sympathized with Tyler’s struggle. I find myself even now yearning to be used again by my rapist, and that was more than 20 years ago! How could I ever fault Tyler for being drawn back to Master Adam’s abusive dominance?
This weakness in Tyler was recently put to the test, but this time notice the right choice Tyler made!
Hello Sam, this is Tyler again, things are getting better here thanks to Steven and thanks to your help as well.
I’ve been living with him and doing my best to obey Steven. He really saved my life from Adam’s violence. After I moved, Adam kept calling me every single day multiple times a day. At first I wasn’t answering him, but when I finally did, he said something like “both you and I know that you belong to me and you’ll be begging for my cock again”. It was so hard to talk to him Sam, the way he controls me is so weird. Being rational, I know that I should never let him touch me again, he treats me like a piece of shit and doesn’t care at all about my feelings. But there is something inside of me that keeps telling me to kneel and obey Adam, no matter how much he hurts me.
I realized that, if I kept trying to manage this by myself, I would fall into this trap again. So I went to Steven, crying and in despair, and was completely honest with him. I told him that Adam had been calling me everyday multiple times a day. Omg Sam, I was so afraid of his reaction, but my wonderful Master just put me in his arms, kissed my forehead and my cheeks, told me that nothing would ever hurt me again and asked if I trusted him. I told that I trusted him more than anyone else, but I did not trust myself and the urges that I have to serve Adam. I can tell that Steven was offended when I told him that I still had urges to serve my former Master, but he showed me once again how a great Man, a true Alpha, behaves in this sort of situations. He told me that the next time Adam called me I must hand the phone to him. I did not think that would be a good idea because Adam can get very aggressive, but I just accepted.
Adam called me again a few hours later, I was in Steven’s arms watching a movie with him. He told me to stay quiet and let him do it. I was afraid of what Adam would do, but I gave him the phone and Steven said hello, putting the phone on speaker for me to hear as well. Adam noticed the different voice and asked if that was Tyler’s phone. Steve, with a firm and powerful voice, said something like that:
“you know it is, and you know you should not be calling him.” Adam remained silent at first, but then he answered that he wanted to talk to me. Steven then said “Tyler will not talk to you and you will not call him again. You have already given me enough work fixing all the damage you caused to him. Tyler is my boy, and no man touches him anymore, especially someone so mean and selfish like you. I’ve met hundreds of guys like you in the past. You think you are beyond good and bad because you’re rich, young, and hot. But let me tell you something, you’re not a Man, you pretend to me a Man, but you’re just a coward, a weak pathetic creature that tries to compensate your frustration causing harm to sweet boys like Tyler. You will never understand the joy of having boys who truly admire and love you. I know you fuck many of them, probably even more than I do, but my boys love and respect me. Yours are afraid, they’re addicted to danger and pain thanks to cruel Men like you. I am being polite with you, although you do not deserve it. If you ever call Tyler again, you will have bigger problems than just being scolded on the phone.”
Omg Sam, I was looking up at Steve while he was on the phone and at that moment I could only think about sucking his dick forever. What a powerful and wonderful Man he is. Adam did not answer, he just hung up the phone and never called me again. Steve told me to block him on all social media. After it was all over, Steve put me back in his arms and said “I did my part as your Man, I will always protect you as long as you behave well. Now you need to do yours. If you ever serve Adam again, I will not give you any more chances. If you do let your urges take over your common sense, I will let him do whatever he wants with you, because you deserve each other. Is that clear?” I said “yes sir, I’m so sorry.” But Steven treated me very well, kissed me again and said that I’m a sweet boy who deserves to be loved.
I asked permission to kiss his balls and worship his dick and he said yes. It took less than 2 minutes licking his big balls to make his hard, so I gave him a really nice head, letting him fuck my throat as much as he wanted. While he thrusted in my mouth he kept repeating “that’s the only dick you must serve, enjoy the taste, enjoy my balls, you’re my boy, and only mine” I tried to say “yes sir” but his cock was so deep in my throat that I could not pronounce any words. I just stayed focused on giving him as much pleasure as possible. After around 10 minutes, he simply said “now you swallow it”, and for sure I did. I took his load, every single drop, looked up at him and said “thank you very much”. He hates kissing my mouth when it tastes like cum, so he kissed my forehead and said “you’re my good boy”
Since then, my life has been fully committed to serve Steven and trying hard to forget Adam. It feels like getting rid of a drug. I have no words to describe how grateful I am for having Steve with me, a true Man who understands my weakness and did not give up on me when I betrayed him. He still wants a 3some with another fag and I haven’t given him what he wants yet. But I’m doing my best to find a good boy, sexy and obedient as my Man deserves.
I’m so proud of my brother Tyler for making a critical change in how he handles the feelings he occasionally has for Master Adam. Rather than keeping his desires a secret and eventually succumbing to them, he instead went and confessed them to his real Master, Steven! This was the EXACT right move!
And give credit to Master Steven for feeling sympathy for his faggot’s struggles and then standing up against this bully Alpha terrorizing him! That confrontation with Master Adam was dramatic and bold, and the kind of showdown that only Alphas can do.
Then notice how Master Steven comforted Tyler after the confrontation, not with sex, but with tenderness. Likely Master Steven realized that Tyler’s natural impulse would be to worship him, but he allowed his faggot the space to express that desire from his heart.
That made the feeding even more powerful!
What a dramatic demonstration of true Protector Alphahood and what these greatest of Men accomplish in the defense of righteousness!
I just hope my baby brother Tyler can now rest easy, comforted by the power of his true Master, Steven! Never stray again!
So, i am now 25 years old and own multiple fags, some my age, others older and most of them younger than me. The older faggots I mostly see them as cum dumps and toys to use to let off some steam and the younger fags, although I do like to break them in and training them to be good fags I also like to treat them almost as girlfriends. But it wasn’t always like that. When I was about 18 till I was 21 i had a crush on a friend of mine and I think I almost had fag feelings for him, I wanted to be his fag. Now, nothing happened between us because he was deep in the closet so I got over the crush and started to own faggots and now I can’t even think of ever wanting to be a fag ever again. So… what happened?? Can a fag evolve into an alpha?? Or was I always an alpha and was just infatuated?? Or am I pretending to be an Alpha now and I am in fact a faggot in denial??
Thank you once again and sorry for any misspealing mistakes, english is not my first language
Master, thank you so much for writing to me!
The issue you mention is something that happens to some Alphas and tends to cause a lot of confusion. It involves a lack of understanding of ALPHA HIERARCHY.
As you know as a reader of this site, I outline a distinct, four-level Hierarchy among Alphas. Like any hierarchy, the lower levels of the Alpha Hierarchy “submit” to the upper levels.
Occasionally this submissive obedience/respect feels almost like infatuation or sexual attraction, because all Alphas are sexually aroused by power. That doesn’t mean the lower Alpha is actually a faggot. It simply means that he recognizes the superiority of the more powerful Alpha.
Sometimes sexual encounters happen between Alphas of different levels, with the more dominant Alpha feeding/breeding the lesser Alpha. These do not result in a “fagification” of the lesser Alpha. Instead, there is a mutual interchange of power. Sex between Alphas is almost like mutual admiration, a shared celebration of superiority.
I believe this infatuation you felt when you were younger is part of your growth as an Alpha. This Alpha you mention was likely a more powerful and developed Alpha, and his power intoxicated you. But I don’t think you were ever born a faggot, Master. Your life since then bears that out.
Now you’ve moved on and became even more powerful yourself, Sir. You’ve ascended, and now know the truth about yourself and your purpose – as a leader, an Alpha. You own all of these faggots, and they gladly submit to your every command because you are a natural-born King.
You were never going to be a faggot, Sir, and you never will be. You’ll always be rightly worshiped, just as nature intended from the beginning of your life!
I hope that helps ease your mind, Sir! Thank you again for writing!
St. Louis native Joey Mills has always remained true to his natural calling as a faggot, even during his professional porn days when he was being directed to take top roles.
In fact, Joey’s example of tireless submission has been as instrumental as anything else in helping an entire generation of faggots accept themselves and their purpose. My site and others like mine have definitely taught faggots hierarchical truth, but Joey is a living application of those truths.
I’m forever grateful for Joey, my little brother.
Joey’s at nearly one million followers on X, a stunning accomplishment for a faggot. He has transitioned into a successful independent porn star, and he now has the money and fame to do what he wants.
Which is why I’ve been curiously watching Joey in little meet-ups like this one with a relatively unknown Alpha like Master Jake @maxandjake2:
Why is a huge porn star like Joey servicing Master Jake while wearing a metal collar and being humiliated by him?
The answer is obvious: he’s a true faggot. He’s doing what he MUST do.
Here’s another example from today that led me to finally write about this. Findom Master @blakesadistic has become a purposefully/divisive figure in the space because of his cold, cruel attitude toward his faggots. But for a teacher of hierarchy like me, Master Blake represents absolute truths of the philosophy.
But he really surprised me when he posted this:
WHAT?!? Joey Mills is not a findom faggot too, is he?
Yes, it’s true! According to Master Blake, Joey tributed “hundreds” of dollars to him after mere minutes of Alpha influence!
Which begs the question: why would a huge porn star like Joey, a guy who gets famous Alpha dick all the time, feel the need to submit to a findom cashmaster with less than 13K followers??
Because Joey was born a faggot!
Being a faggot is not a choice. The only choice we really have is whether we are going accept it and embrace it, or if we are going to live an unfulfilling lie.
I’m so proud of my little brother Joey for embracing his truth at a young age and experiencing the fulfillment that brings. True, not all faggots will become financially independent as a professional porn faggot, but all fags can experience the same fulfillment!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the development of a young Mexican Alpha named Master Jose. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Some Alphas lead with their dicks. Other Alphas lead with their cunning. Still others lead through brute force.
But some Alphas lead with their heart.
It’s a shame more faggots don’t appreciate such Alphas and serve them as they deserve. If they did, they’d discover the richness possible in being the faggot to such an Alpha, because that heart-led Alpha would appreciate their service. These Alphas bind up wounds and compliment freely and give honest encouragement.
Faggots think such Alphas don’t exist, but I know they do because I’ve not only served them, but because I’ve also come to know Mexican Alpha Master Jose.
One of my very favorite aspects of Master Jose’s personality is his open-hearted and humble honesty. It can be breathtaking sometimes.
Here’s what he wrote to me yesterday following my post about his time in Master Lorenzo’s Alpha paradise:
Hey, Sam This is Jose of Mexico, Lorenzo’s Alpha brother. I am back in home in Mexico after the time with him and I want to tell you some things.
First of all and more important, I want to apologize for way I and the guys disappeared for 4 months. I had a long phone call with Lorenzo today, we talked a lot about you, and how amazing you are. Lorenzo said that he explained to you what was happening before we took our little break outside the virtual world. But he also said that he was guilty when he saw your post saying that you felt abandoned. He said (and I agree) that we could’ve been more clear about just being a break from Internet, not a goodbye. And we finished our phone call saying how proud of you we are and making plans on our next Alpha vacations together. So Sam, this is my message from me, Lorenzo and Juan, the three Alphas you know very well: WE LOVE YOU AND WE ARE SO PROUD OF YOU. Lorenzo thinks you’re not upset or disappointed anymore after his update last night, but I just want to make sure you’re not mad because you and your work really changed my life. You’re a good boy and my favorite faggot on Earth, ok?
Now, I will change the topic to talk about something important for all of us: yes, I sucked Lorenzo’s cock 5 times while I was at his house and swallowed his cum. I need to understand more about myself and my Alphahood and I know you can help me with this. When I arrived in his house I was really nervous because I wanted to fuck Gio of course, but I also couldn’t stop thinking about Lorenzo’s thick dick. But I noticed thanks to his power that I am not a faggot at all, I am a man, a powerful Alpha, but won’t be powerful like him! And that’s okay! I don’t feel like a faggot just because I’m not a God Alpha like him. When he put his cock in my mouth for the first time, I did not feel like a faggot, but I felt that I was doing the right thing. He became a real brother to me, my best friend, and mentor. So when his hard cock touched my lips I thought that serving him was my way to recognize the respect he deserves. Juan for example would never never never put a dick in his mouth, so I guess he is a God Alpha like Lorenzo. You know that Juan turned Bruno into a obedient faggot in a few minutes, so he really knows what he’s doing!! It’s so beautiful to see Lorenzo and Juan fucking fags side by side, they mount and conquer as if it were the most simple thing for them.
I learned a lot with Lorenzo and I feel happy and much more powerful. I’ve been hunting fags in the grindr and found many easy holes around me. Crazy thing, after having Lorenzo’s cum in my stomach, I felt a much stronger desire to breed and conquer fags. So Sam, I know Lorenzo wants to fuck my ass too, but I said that I didn’t know and he respected that (really nice guy!) We talked a lot about that in our conversation this morning and I told him that I needed to think and want your opinion also. I know that next time I go to his house he will be very interested in fucking my virgin ass… I am not scared or afraid but I don’t know if that’s too much. Is it possible to still be an Alpha conquer and fucker after a more powerful Alpha breed me?? He said that he will be gentle and I will feel even more Alpha but I’m confused.
I love you a lot Sam! Thank you for being an amazing faggot for us!
What can I even say about that first part of Master Jose’s touching letter? I thank him endlessly for such kindness and encouragement. It means so much more to me than anyone could ever know to hear such commendation from my superiors! I thank Master Jose, Master Lorenzo, and Master Juan for their love and support! It is my great honor to serve them however I can!
After that Master Jose tackles the fact that he sucked Master Lorenzo’s dick and swallowed his cum multiple times during their stay in paradise together (once more demonstrating his humble honesty!).
I know lots of faggots out there are immediately saying that Master Jose is a beta or faggot because of this, but they’re wrong. Notice what Master Jose says happened to him once he submitted himself to his Alpha superior: he was energized and eager to fuck and breed faggots!
Notice how his reaction is radically different than that of Bruno, who was once a misguided Alpha Master until the day Master Juan took him and fed him his dick … and Bruno instantly realized he was really a faggot!
Master Jose’s reaction is the exact opposite of Bruno’s. Why?
The mechanisms are complex (I really need to finish writing my post about this phenomenon), but they involve Hierarchical standing. You see, when Master Jose submitted to Master Lorenzo, he was essentially “paying tribute” to him, one lesser Alpha to another greater one. For Master Jose, doing this reinforces his place within Hierarchy, and (as always) this gave him peace of mind as well as renewed purpose.
Master Jose went to Master Lorenzo’s home with subconscious questions about himself and his Alphahood. Through submission to a God Alpha and the fucking of his faggots, Master Jose was able to answer his questions and relax in his proper role.
He’s a leader. A breeder. An Alpha.
Master Jose asks if getting bred will change him. From what I know about Alphas breeding Alphas (primarily from Master Chad), I’d say taking Master Lorenzo’s cum this way will not change Master Jose’s need to own and use faggots.
We might look at this situation like fraternity brothers humiliating a pledge before letting him in the fraternity. After the pledge is tested, the pledge becomes an equal brother in the fraternity.
Master Jose is part of the Alpha fraternity. Master Lorenzo wants to test Master Jose by feeding and breeding him. But there is no doubt Master Jose should be standing shoulder-to-shoulder with his Alpha brothers!
I thank you, Master Jose, for sharing your heart with me and for trusting me with it! I will always protect it and cherish it!
This post is part of a thread chronicling the acceptance of Alphahood by a young gay Alpha named Lorenzo and the ownership of his former submissive boyfriend Giovanni. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
This site and my work here has been blessed many times by the true stories of powerful Alphas from around the world. Taken as a whole, they form an indestructible tapestry outlining the truth of Alpha Males and the vast power they wield over our world.
But even among all of the names of truly great Alphas featured here, one Alpha stood above the rest: my beloved Master Lorenzo.
He captured my heart with his sharp intellect, his thoughtfulness, and his generously multitasking heart. His rescue of little Gio and his mother remains one of the most astonishing exertions of power I’ve ever witnessed on this site. I shouldn’t have been surprised, though. That’s just an everyday occurrence for a God Alpha like him.
After several fruitful years of sharing between each other, a few months ago Master Lorenzo wrote me a letter to tell me I would no longer hear from him. You see, in his vast wisdom and power Master Lorenzo had reached out to two other international Alphas featured on this site – Master Juan of Brazil, and Master Jose of Mexico – and arranged for all three Alphas (and their faggots) to live and rule as Kings together at Master Lorenzo’s new estate.
I read and re-read that letter, suddenly feeling lost and quite sad. I felt discarded and useless. After all, I was privileged to make Master Lorenzo cum multiple times via phone sex, rare gifts of hearing the intense groans of pleasure of a God Alpha like him that I still treasure.
And now my Master Lorenzo was abandoning me. It was like losing a limb.
But last night, like a beam of sunlight after a dark, stormy night, a gorgeous letter from Master Lorenzo appeared in my inbox! And this letter, composed by a God Alpha at the peak of his powers, contains such profound truth and insight that I was left breathless with joy!
Here’s what Master Lorenzo wrote:
Hello, my lovely and sweet faggot Sam
This is your Master Lorenzo from Brazil again. Four months ago, I told you that I’d need to refrain from sending your updates to focus on me, my Alpha brothers, and my fags. Well, I’m happy to say that things couldn’t be better. It’s a cold winter here and I’m living the life of a King that I’ve always deserved.
I hope your remember how my plans were, but in case you don’t, I’ll give you a summary: I wanted to bring Juan from Spain and Jose from Mexico to my house and build a true heaven for Alphas. I had Gio and Rafael with me. Juan had Bruno, and Jose had no fags for him. After a few weeks on our WhatsApp group, we managed to do it in June, while Juan and Jose would be in their summer vacation. Juan lives with Bruno and is a successful professional, so it was easy to come here. Jose lives with family members and had no money to come here, so Juan and I paid his trip for him. They arrived on June 4th and I made a detailed schedule for us to become the most powerful Alphas we could become during the time they’d be here.
I knew that Juan was as powerful as I am, a true God Alpha to conquer fags by my side. Jose, however, although a powerful man as well, is not in our level in hierarchy. So I agreed with Juan that, once they all arrived here, we would establish a hierarchy where I am the one and only King, Juan would be my partner next to me, Jose would be a less powerful Alpha under us, and the boys would be serving us 24/7.
As soon as Jose arrived from Mexico, we picked him up at the airport, brought him to my place, and showed him the fags. Bruno, Gio, and Rafael were on their knees and kissed Jose’s feet. Then I told him that I had 2 fags and Juan had 1, so I would lend Rafael for him. We had a major orgy together, I started mounting Gio, Jose fucked Rafael missionary style, and Bruno rode Juan’s cock. We bred all the boys, and took a long nap together, while the boys went to the kitchen to cook dinner for us. When I woke up in my bedroom, Jose was cuddling with me, he naturally approached me while we were sleeping. Juan went to the bathroom to take a shower, and I told Jose that I was really happy he was there with me and my fag. He said it was a great pleasure and a honor to be there in my Kingdom of Alphas and fags.
I took this opportunity to tell him that there was only one King in my house, and that I wanted him to respect the hierarchy. From then on, I would choose which fag he would fuck because I had full priority. Jose agreed and did not complain of anything I said. Then I kissed his mouth and asked if he had ever tasted Alpha seed. He looked at me a little confused and said that he had never thought about that. My cock was already rock hard, so I just told him that I would not force him into doing it, but sucking my cock wouldn’t make him a faggot, it would just be an act of respect toward a bigger Alpha. He admitted that during our conversations online when we first met he briefly fantasized about touching my hard cock, then he said that he wanted to fuck fags the way I had mounted Gio.
That was that I needed to reinforce the truth of hierarchy in my house. I held his head and very gently said “so come here” and directed my hard cock to his lips. He said that he was willing to suck me and swallow my load as long as I didn’t tell the boys. That was a reasonable condition, as it was his very first day in my house and the fags would probably submit less to him if they knew he took my load.
Juan came back from his shower. I told him to go to the kitchen and keep an eye on the boys. When he left the room, I locked the door and my cock was already leaking precum, desperate to be the first Alpha dick to enter Jose’s mouth. He was telling me the truth when he said that it was his first time, he had a hard time serving me at first. Unlike Gio, he is not a natural-born cocksucker, but he was making an effort to serve his big Alpha brother. I did not fuck his throat as I do with my boys because that would be disrespectful. Jose is not a fag and should not be treated as a fag. He is just a clever and respectful Alpha who acknowledges that there is only one King in my Kingdom. I did not force him to look at me either. With my fags, I make them look at me all the time to make sure they understand they’re cocksuckers born to serve me. With Jose, I let him close his eyes and taste my cock for as long as he wanted. I can tell he enjoyed it. Not as a hungry fag would enjoy, but as an Alpha who knew that from then on he would become more and more powerful under my direction. I shot a nice load in his mouth and felt my balls getting empty. He respectfully swallowed every single drop and I kissed his forehead.
Then we joined Juan and the other boys in the living room. Gio and Rafael were cooking, while Juan was sitting on the couch with Bruno giving him a wet blowjob. I chuckled and said “so you put my boys to work while yours have fun?”, my brother then answered “well, Bruno is also working hard here”. We laughed together, bonding as Alpha brother should always do. I left Bruno serving Juan in my living room, went to the kitchen and my two boys were cooking for all of us. I kissed both Gio and Rafa on his lips, told them that I was really proud of how well they were behaving with my friends. I told them that for the next month their pussies would be used multiple times by the three of us, and the fags thanked me for the opportunity.
He all had dinner together, cuddled together for a while, and then I gave them the rules for the following month:
Juan and Jose will stay here from June 4 to July 4. During this time, as Juan already agreed, Bruno will serve us 24/7. I will also have my boys serving us 24/7. We promise not to hurt or cause any harm to our fags. If any of the boys cannot take more dick, we’ll respect that. If at any point you boys feel unsafe or uncomfortable, you must tell me and I give you my word that I will keep you safe, protected, and happy. You must obey all of us, but I have the final word in my house. Whenever we are together, I choose the fag I want to use first, then Juan chooses his, and Jose picks the remaining one. You boys will receive specific instructions about how we want you to behave.
So Sam, I will not send you all the updates now because it was a full month when I probably shot around 100 loads in my boys’ asses and throats. I also fed Bruno multiple times. Now things are going back to normal, with Jose and Juan back to their homes. I will also go back to my normal routine soon but we kept our group chat and will definitely get together again soon.
I’m back now and hope to keep in touch with you, Sam—my favorite and most wise faggot. There is too much to tell you about this month with the guys here, but what I want to share now is that I did not create a mere opportunity to breed fags and hang out with my friends. I created in my house a true school of hierarchy, where Jose understood his place as an Alpha, and Juan and I explored our roles as superior God Alphas. The boys, of course, have learned a lot as well and are quite happy with the hundreds of loads they took. I told the guys and the fags that I would summarize our experience and keep in touch with you, otherwise you’d receive multiple messages with the same stories. I should also say that we deleted our previous email accounts because we had them public on multiple places and we were receiving messages from hundreds of fags willing to serve us. I convinced the guys that we must focus on our own Kingdom now, so we’ll reduce our online presence. But I do want to keep in touch with you, Sam. Without your wonderful work, I would have never met the guys and built such a great paradise for Alphas and fags. Now it’s okay to publish this story on HU because they all know that Jose sucked my cock multiple times when he was there.
I feel awestruck again just reproducing that letter!
First and foremost, let me just say that this creation of an Alpha paradise – more properly called a Kingdom – is exactly the way Alphas are meant to live. This is the life Masters Nick, Matt, and Jin lived in Toronto, and the way Masters Dino, Chad, Dean, Cal, and Shane currently live at The Mansion. It is a life of unending physical worship and pleasure, of course, but it also completely satisfies the Alpha need to reign and be exalted. It is the Final Form for God Alphas, their Ultimate Life.
From Master Lorenzo’s description, you can tell how thrilled the faggots were being constantly used and useful to these three powerful Alphas! This is the final destination for faggots as well, and I’m so very proud of all three fags (Gio and Bruno are my friends and brothers) for such deep devotion to service!
It’s very interesting that Master Lorenzo discusses the idea of Alpha hierarchy reinforced through sexual service, because I was actually planning an article on that very subject. As usual, Master Lorenzo and I are perfectly in sync!
Some undoubtedly think that Master Jose is actually not an Alpha because he serviced Master Lorenzo orally a few times, but that couldn’t be further from the truth. Without going into great detail here (I’ll save the rest for the main article I’m planning), I’ll just explain it this way: Alphas who sexually service more powerful Alphas actually GAIN POWER by doing it. You see, Alphas are very hierarchical creatures, and respect is a huge subconscious motivator for them. So when a lower-tier Alpha sexually submits to a more powerful Alpha, he is honoring a code accepted and understood within the Alpha fraternity.
So when faggots submit and serve Alphas, it makes us more submissive … but when a lower Alpha submits and serves a higher Alpha, it energizes and strengthens both Alphas. I haven’t heard from Master Jose about this yet, but I bet he agrees.
I’m so proud of Master Lorenzo for using his money and influence to bring Masters Juan and Jose a great distance in order to make this experience happen! So much fulfillment was accomplished through the creation of this Alpha paradise! I have no doubt Master Lorenzo is making plans to expand such a paradise in the future!
At the end of his letter Master Lorenzo added this:
(Finally, Gio wants me to tell you that he started his degree at Nursing School and he is really excited to become a nurse in the next few years. That was a relief for me because for a long time he told me that he wanted to be my “sexy dumb faggot”. But fortunately I convinced him that his twinky face and ass will not last forever, so the boy is now actually pursuing a profession.)
I can’t express my pride in my baby brother Gio! I’ve also had talks with Gio, trying to encourage him to reach out and build something beneficial for himself. I’m impossibly happy that he’s making such a wise choice!! I love you, Gio!
Finally, I just want to publicly praise my dear Master Lorenzo.
Master, I thank you from the depths of my humbled heart for the gifts of power and wisdom and love you have shared with your Alpha brothers, your faggots, and me. I’m grateful to once more feel your mighty hand on my head as I kneel at your feet, safely enveloped in your shadow.
Structured Analysis through the Lens of Hierarchical Sexual Ontology, Violent Truth, and Ritual Use
note: in this review, the author of the reviewed article is referred to as consistent with his self-prescribed place in the hierarchy, without capitalization of his role or name. However, the term “his” at the beginning of sentences has retained the capital H simply to preserve some grammatical consistency, but not to confer on the author any undeserved rank.
I. Introduction: Articulation vs. Integration
boy ben hartman’s A Theory of Faggotry is an elegant and deeply personal articulation of the Submissive and Masochistic Gay Beta Male (SMGB) identity. It blends lived experience with psychological theory, cultural insight, and spiritual framing. The result is a rare attempt to dignify the faggot role — or its softer synonym, SMGB — with language that avoids pathologizing or trivializing the subject.
However, while the text succeeds in defining and affirming the identity it explores, it falls short of fully integrating that identity into a comprehensive ontology of sexual hierarchy. It speaks movingly to the experience of individual faggots, but does not complete the arc: it does not address how the truth of faggotry functions within larger social, metaphysical, or civilizational structures.
More specifically, the text largely avoids the foundational roles that hierarchical violence, ritualized public degradation, and visible, violent sex play in maintaining and transforming sexual orders. Without these elements, the vision remains personal rather than ontological; explanatory rather than structural; therapeutic rather than civilizational.
The critique that follows is structured around five major domains:
The strength of the book’s core definitions
The limitations of its consent-and-respect framing
The absence of ritual violence as a constructive principle
The underdeveloped role of public degradation and exposure
The need for a vertically stratified metaphysics of faggotry
I don’t expect you to remember this at all but a while back I’d messaged asking if you had any advice about pursuing service with some Alphas I knew from my college who I only spoke to via socials.
I took your advice and reached out to the one who I used to kind of serve (still kicking myself for ending that way back when)… but he never responded.
I know I probably should just drop it but I wanted to ask if you had any advice for going forward? Just, keep an eye out for other Alphas in my life? Or reach out to the other 2?
[one hour later …]
Hey Sam,
I just sent a message to you earlier about how the Alpha I reached out to on socials didn’t respond, but a little while after I sent that HE FINALLY DID.
Turns out he really remembered me and we had a nice convo catching up. We don’t really live near each other anymore, it turns out, which sucks. But I apologized for stopping service to him before and for my past behavior, and I even offered to help him with anything he needs. He was really sweet about everything and didn’t make too much of a big deal about it, but seemed receptive.
For literal years I’ve thought about messaging this Man Sam, you have no idea. So thanks for encouraging me to reach out to him. I hope to start introducing hierarchy to him as we continue to talk– maybe one day he’ll find a use for me again!
Sorry for the back to back messages/asks, I didn’t think he’d even remember me but when he responded I HAD to update you.
Yes, I remember you!
I’m glad you worked up the courage to contact him! The first step is always the hardest! And I’m glad he responded and seemed open to something in the future! Definitely try to look for ways to engage him in a more direct conversation about Hierarchy! That’s a great way in!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the journey to fulfillment of a former straight male who was subjugated by God Dino’s sons Master Chad and Master Dean, transforming him into a live-in faggot named grayfaggot. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
In my ten years of Hierarchical archaeology (Hierarchaeology?) here on this site, the single greatest treasure I’ve found has been the large extended family of Alphas and faggots ensconced in the heavily-guarded mansion of God Alpha Dino somewhere on a forest-shrouded mountain. It’s hard to truly summarize what it’s been like to come to know so many of them intimately, to see how their lives develop and grow hierarchically. A scientist couldn’t hope for a better experiment with which to test hierarchical hypotheses.
Yet, it all happened haphazardly. Organically. Miraculously. All led by natural Alpha power and natural faggot submission. It arranged itself through the same hierarchical mechanics that have shaped every nation on Earth.
It all began the same way as the universe did, with a furious explosion. God Alpha Dino met his extraordinary faggot Jamie (his eventual fag-wife) and they set up businesses that amassed a fortune. When the time was right, God Dino introduced his sons Master Chad, Master Dean, and his faggot son Jimmy to hierarchical concepts, and they took to it faster than me on a big black dick. From there, the roster of Alphas and faggots added to the Family expanded faster than me on a big black dick (oops, said it twice!). Now the Mansion is filled with four or five live-in God Alphas, 6-8 full-service faggots (all named different colors rather than proper names), and more than twenty very young sons being raised by everyone there. (I’m sure I got some of those stats wrong, and I’m sure I’ll be corrected for it).
If you want to know how someone comes to be added to the Family, you need to look no further than the story of grayfaggot. I’d never heard directly from grayfaggot until today, and the story grayfaggot told me was so touching, but also full of deep hierarchical truths that exemplify everything I love about God Dino’s Family.
Here is grayfaggot:
Dear sam,
I never wrote you before but I’ve been in your website for years. I’m a faggot through and through. I’m not the smartest faggot and I’m very shy but my favorite Master has convinced me to talk and tell my story. I want and need to honor Him so here goes.
My sister saw this dude for a while and it was through them I started to see a tiny part of my faggot soul. I’ve been my sister’s protector since we were kids. Our dad was an abusive drunk and when she was 16 and me 15 we ran away. It was a rough time but we did ok. I’ve protected my sister against men who got rough with her etc… Now this dude she was fucking had knocked her up. I liked this dude and He told her in the beginning that he couldn’t get serious because he was Alpha and had too many holes to fill to be tied down. He said she could be a regular fuck but to never expect to be anything more than a twat for Him to cum in. My sister was so hot for him (like everybody) that she got pregnant on purpose with a baby she didnt want and hoped that would trap him. Of course it didn’t and she schemed for months but it didn’t work.
After my nephew was born and paid for by the Alpha, she hatched a plot. We went to His home, mansion really. He appeared outside with his brother and another guy who was a bodyguard. My sister started to argue with her Alpha and with one snap of his fingers a little faggot came and took My nephew inside. I almost went after them but something told me not to. Suddenly my sister tried to slap her Alpha and my instinct to protect her came out. I lunged for him when his brother blocked my path and punched me in the mouth. I’m a big faggot. I’m 6 foot 1 with broad shoulders and I’m pretty strong. I didn’t try anything for some reason. We left and going home I realized He had knocked my front teeth out. At home my sister started making revenge plans and then left to whore around. I sat thinking of all that happened while I spit blood and remembered the past few months. I never thought about my sexuality. I took it for granted I was straight and protective. I soon realized my sister’s Alpha had turned me on, especially when he gave her orders and when they fucked sometimes I would listen to them. It was so hot. Then I thought of the scene with his brother punching me. The brother was a little taller than me, muscular and very masculine. I realized my dick was hard. At first I thought getting punched made me hard but the more I thought about things I understood it was the Alpha brothers and their auras that was turning me on.
For two days I sweated these new feelings. God how I wanted the brother who hit me. I wasn’t even sure what it was but I knew I needed something from Him. I went back to His home. He came outside with his handsome brother and smiled a wicked smile at me. He said he knew I’d come back sooner or later. He took me inside where he and his brother showed me exactly what I was and am.
That was two years ago and I now am an owned and properly used faggot. I am now Master Dean’s favorite faggot other than his faggot wife. He uses me regularly and is the most wonderful Master ever. Of course you know by now that Masters Dean and Chad are the awesome men who uncovered my true nature. Master made sure my teeth were replaced and fucks and or rapes me daily. Sometimes when Master’s inner manimal comes out Master will use and cum in me then fuck another of the rainbow then fuck and cum in me again. Then he picks me up and carries me to the next faggot. While fucking one of my lucky brothers I worship his body. After he cums in the faggot he will grab me up and fuck me again, then drag me off with him to the next hole. It is the most awesome experience! Master Dean and his needs are my life now. I totally love him. I’ll never dishonor or leave Master Dean. He is my personal God. I am allowed to worship Master Chad and other Alphas here but Master Dean is my love and life. Never mind my name before. Now I am proudly named grayfaggot, Master Dean’s cum hole. My life’s purpose is fulfilled.
Thank you Sam for the opportunity to shout Master’s awesome abilities to the world. Master Chad is truly a faggot using machine and I love him but it is Master Dean that truly won my faggot soul. Whether he makes love to his faggot or rapes her, this faggot belongs to Master and Son of God, Dean. Forever.
grayfaggot
First of all, I told grayfaggot that his opening claim of being unintelligent wasn’t true, because this testimonial is extremely well-written and full of honesty and joy.
There are deep truths in grayfaggot’s account. He thought he was a straight male, big and strong, until he came up against nature’s most potent force: the Alpha Male (actually a couple of them!). And like Alphas are supposed to do, Master Chad and Master Dean policed the Hierarchy and reduced grayfaggot to the faggot he truly was inside. And how amazing was it to learn how grayfaggot was drawn back to the Family Mansion to confront his truth through the mysterious power of hierarchy.
Now grayfaggot lives in bliss. He shares a wonderful home with many others who accept what he truly is and give him purpose. He feels complete.
I’m so glad that Master Dean has taken ownership of grayfaggot. Master Dean is one of the most complex Alphas on the planet, armed with both a scalpel-sharp intellect and a fiery Alpha rage. As a gay Alpha, Master Dean understands the faggot mind in ways that a straight Alpha might not, which makes him a perfect Owner of faggots with traumatic issues.
I love Master Dean, so I couldn’t be happier that my brother grayfaggot serves my beloved Master all day every day!
I truly hope grayfaggot’s account helps all faggots understand that honesty and courage leads to fulfillment! Grayfaggot is a shining example of that!
Thank you grayfaggot for sharing your story and your heart!
The following post is part of a thread following the submission of a faggot named Ethan to an experienced black Master known as King Karter. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
In the previous update from Ethan, the faggot known as #5 in the live-in Kingdom of a powerful black Alpha named King Karter, Ethan learned to worship his Master’s feet and what that does to faggots. King Karter has been very pleased with his latest white faggot, and his three personal fags (Ethan as #5, then also #1 and #3) serve him in some way every day.
But Ethan has returned with a PART TWO so astounding (and even a little confusing) that I’m surprised Ethan was able to even write about it afterwards! This came about because Ethan is returning to his home state of Texas, so his Master graciously threw him a going-away party.
And what a party!
So, this is part two of what happened just before I left Texas. King Karter told me that I would be spending the weekend with him and his friends and that they would throw me a going-away party. #3 called me and told me that there would be two of King’s friends there. I will call them King R and King L on here because I don’t know if they want their names known. #3 said they had been friends with King Karter for a long time, King R, since they were in high school. #3 said that King R and King L were in a relationship and King R was the more dominant one. But they like to share faggots a lot and have a semi-open relationship. I also had to obey them just as I would King Karter, so this was a good chance to show what I have to offer King Karter and his friends. I have some anxiety issues sometimes and I was very nervous that I would embarrass King Karter and my brothers, I had to even take some of my meds the day before, but #3 kept reassuring me that I would be fine, “It was easy and once they are fucking you, your body will just know what to do, it’s was what I was born for!” He also told me to bring some nice clothes to wear because we were going out to dinner.
I got there Saturday morning, just after #3 and a few hours before #1. We had to make some appetizers, clean the place, and set up the air mattresses in the living room. When Kings R and L arrived, we were on our knees in the living room. Immediately, they came over to me, pulled me up, and had me stand between them as they sat on the couch. King R was darker and taller and had short buzzed hair, and King L had much lighter skin and had highlighted braids. He was much younger than King R, in his mid to late 20s, like more my age. King R and King L’s hands were rubbing up and down my entire body. Like, feeling it all up. They kept telling King Karter that I had a thick ass and legs. They had me flex and bend over, while they rubbed my nipples, fingered my hole, and squeezed my arms, shoulders, chest, and balls. King Karter was smiling, watching with #3 kneeling next to him, and #1 got them all drinks and food. Soon #3 was sucking down on King Karter while they talked about me and my body. It felt a bit embarrassing, but also a little bit of pride because they liked my body, and King Karter was showing me off. They keep remarking on how much money King will make off my pussy. I was a bit embarrassed, but NGL I was so hard in my cage, King L pointed it out to everyone. I was also very nervous because I did not want to embarrass King and my brothers. So I just let them do what they wanted.
This went on for a bit. I had to be on my knees again when #1 brought out some pot and Hennessy for the Kings. Then King Karter told me to show them how good my mouth pussy is. I turned and started sucking on King R first then King L. Kings R’s cock is longer than King Karter’s (maybe about 10 or 11″ but thinner), and King L’s Cock is about 8 or 9″ (about the same length as King Karter but not as thick, probably 3 ” or so). King R was hard to get down; he had me use my hands a lot more than King Karter likes. By now I could hear #3 gagging on King Karter’s cock behind me and #1 was still serving pot and drinks to the kings, and poppers to me and #3. After they both face fucked me for a while, King Karter pulled me over to him as #3 and #1 each served King R and King L, with their throats and I went to town on King Karter’s. It did feel a bit easier now that I was back with King Karter.
King Karter would have me suck on his big cock for a while and then have me watch Kings R and King L mouth rape and start to fuck #1 and #3. While I kneeled in between King’s thighs he had me hit a lot of poppers and had me fuck myself on some dildos and plugs. My heart was pounding and King Karter pulled me over to the air mattress and took #3 off of King R’s Cock and had #3 sit on his, while King R came over to me and put his dick in my mouth. I sucked it again, and he was becoming more aggressive now and was pulling my hair and slapping me a bit. He had me lie on my left side with my right leg in the air and then started fucking me hard. I was moaning a lot and King L came over after fucking #1 and shoved his cock in my mouth. This was the first time I had ever been fucked in my mouth and my ass at the same time, it was hard to get at first, to get a rhythm up, like what I should be focusing more on. King L had me look at him and kept talking to me asking me if I liked black cock in me, or if I was a white faggot, or if I liked that cock in my ass. I responded to him every time with his dick in my mouth. Then R and L switched a few times, R pulled out and started mouth fucking me, and L started fucking my pussy. By now I started getting a rhythm, and they would turn me over sometimes on my back so R would be fucking me right down my throat and sometimes on my stomach when R was fucking me and King L was in my mouth again, Or on all fours doggy-style. King L would fuck very fast, like a jackhammer, and King R had more powerful, harder thrusts. At some point King Karter came over and had me suck his dick I could taste pussy juice and cum on his but it was still rock hard. He fucked me hard. King R and King L watched and kept cheering him on. Then King R asked if they could DP me, and I was a bit shocked and scared for a second. But, King Karter said not yet he hasn’t taken much cock up his pussy. Then they pulled #1 over to the couch and King Karter pulled me on his lap and fucked me so my back was to him and had me watch as King L sat on the couch #1 climbed up and squatted down on his dick and King R came up behind him and slide in #1’s pussy like it was nothing. They fucked the shit out of him n I could hear #1 moaning and grunting begging for more and more cock.
I was riding King Karter up and down #3 came over to give King Karter some drinks, and handed me some poppers that I had to sniff while watching. I was like HOLY FUCK! His cunt could take both massive cocks like that without him being in pain. Then #3 got on his knees next to them and started sucking on their cocks as they would come out, wet them up, and put them back in.
King Karter had me get on all fours in the middle of the room where he fucked me on all fours for a bit, and they each took turns fucking my mouth and hole. Each of them came inside of my fag hole. First King R, then King L, then King Karter. King Karter had me go on the couch and pull my legs up to my chest, and #3 put a shot glass at my hole, and I was told to push out all the cum, and then I was made to drink it in front of everyone. It was so fucking Hot! I never even came once, but my dick was still rock hard in my cage though the hole time, and my fucking balls were aching so bad! But I still was on a fucking sex high I don’t care if I came.
We all just sat around for a while, they had us dance for them and twerk, which I think I relay sucked at, they laughed, and #1 and #3 helped a bit teaching me to better twerk.
King Karter said we had dinner plans, and we all got dressed. It felt weird wearing clothes in front of King Karter again, even though I had worn them in my interview, it still felt weird. I still wore my cock cage underneath though.
Because the Kings had been drinking and smoking, #1 drove the Kings in his car, and #3 and I went in his. It was a very nice steak house we (the faggots) each sat in between the kings. I had King R on my Right and King L on my left. Throughout the whole dinner, we each had to help serve them like pouring their wine, or even cutting up their steaks, I was a bit scared that some of the other customers would look at us strangely, and I could tell there were some eyes on us especially as we walked in (this is Texas after all), but if they did after we sat down, I never noticed, I was focusing on the Kings. When dinner was about half over, King R leaned over and whispered, asking if I was thirsty. At first, I said no, thinking he was asking if I wanted like water or something. Then he chuckled and had me look down at his crotch, squeezed it a bit, and asked me again but his time he said more like “Your Thirsty, right faggot?” I was in complete terror, and I responded by saying, “Here? What if some one sees, I can’t, we could get caught,” He said, “no one will see!” Before I could interject, he told King Karter that he and I would be going to the bathroom. I looked at King Karter, hoping he would interject, thinking he would not want us to get caught, but he just said, “Ok”. When we got in, there was a guy at the urinal, and I did have a bit of a panic attack thinking I was caught, but King R just walked up to the urinal, and I just stood behind looking like I was waiting for it. There were only two. After the guy was done, I took the one beside King R and pretend to piss as the guy washed his hands and left. King R nodded for me to follow him into the handicap stall.
This was both so terrifying and exciting at the same time. He locked the door and had me kneel on the floor, and pulled out his dick. He whispered to make sure I drink every drop or I’ll be smelling of piss at the dinner table. I was almost shaking with fear, both of spilling it and someone walking in. He let out a stream and stopped so I could gulp it down. I tried to drink as fast as I could, so we could get out of there. King R finished before anyone else came in. We went over and washed our hands, and as we were walking out, another man was walking in, that kind of also freaked me out a bit, knowing how close were were to getting caught. Later, both King Karter took #3 into the bathroom, and King L took #1 in when we were having dessert. I was nervous the whole time they were both in there. At the end of the meal, the waiter put the bill in the middle and I thought for sure we (faggots) would pay for them and us, But no! King Karter just picked it up and paid the entire thing. I was a bit stunned that he paid for us, even though we usually paid him. I also felt that it would have been just the right thing to do. #3 told me on the way back, because I asked, that King would bring us out sometimes especially if he was proud of our work, or if we had earned a lot of money for him, and he said it was probably that he was proud and wanted to reward us because he will usually give King R a few freebees cause they had been friends since they were younger.
When we got back to apartment #1, #3 and I all got undressed as soon as we walked in, and the Kings sat on the couch. We all took turns sucking them off each of them, and then King Karter pulled me by my hair and said we were going to his bedroom for the night. King R and L could have the others.
This account is fascinating for many reasons. First of all, it perfectly illustrates Alpha Hierarchy in a real-world application. In this scenario, King Karter is the God Alpha, King R is the Apex Alpha, and King L is either an Alpha or another Apex. However, their respect for the hierarchy between them is palpable and very real.
If you wanted a preview of true #BNWO (Black New World Order) gatherings (not the scammers on X who are trying to get fag money), this is it. It’s black Alphas getting together to enjoy their power as Kings while they are served and serviced by white faggots. As you can tell from Ethan’s fevered description, it’s intense, but they show a level of appreciation for their faggots that I find commendable. They simply understand that this is how faggots are born to be used.
I also love the impromptu faggot hierarchy at work here. #3 seems to be the closest to a mentor faggot in this situation. However, the faggots all serve selflessly, and they generously help one another in order to please their Alphas. This is how it should always be in an Alpha’s house containing multiple owned faggots. Much of the success of these kinds of situations comes down to firm training from the Owner. Thankfully, King Karter has owned faggots for years and knows exactly how to control them and get the best out of them.
I’m really proud of Ethan for being flexible and adjusting to his circumstances as they come upon him. He’s done this with a very obedient and submissive attitude, and it’s clear King Karter loves owning him. An Alpha who shows off his property to his Alpha brothers is certainly proud!
Ethan promises there’s another part to this experience, presumably telling us what happened when King Karter took him to bed!
