Hello Sam,

I hope you are doing well! After being a cocksucker for an alpha throughout my Senior Year, I’ve accepted I’m a faggot now at 18. However, I’m really sad. My alpha, Adam, has basically thrown me away after getting a new girlfriend. He was the first guy I ever sent to, and the only guy I ever sucked too. I’m really depressed now cause I really liked him, and none of the other guys at my high school know I’m a faggot. I’m wondering should I try to convince him to let me his faggot again, or should look for a new guy to serve? I don’t want to be disloyal to him, but I don’t think he wants me anymore. I really don’t know what to do anymore.

Sincerely,
Mark

Brother, thank you for writing!

I’m so sorry to hear about what happened with you and your first Alpha! I know exactly what you’re going through, because your story is EXACTLY what happened between me and my first Alpha, Roger. He turned me into his cocksucker for our final year of high school, but then he fell in love with the girl he would eventually marry, so he dismissed me.

I didn’t handle it well at all. I embarrassed myself a couple of times after my dismissal. I remember one humiliating night when I tracked him down at his girlfriend’s family’s BBQ to confront him and tearfully begged to speak with him, completely confusing everyone except Master Roger, who was enraged.

I’m sure that kind of behavior sounds unbelievable from me now given what you know about me and my principled approach to my faghood these days, but I was just a fresh new faggot suddenly alone with a fresh new purpose that I didn’t know how to apply in my life. I was scared, deeply sad, and hopelessly adrift.

You might recognize your own feelings in what I wrote above, baby brother. If so, then you’re on the right track.

It’s okay to feel panicked, run over, and crumpled up like trash. As faggots, we have those kinds of moments as we fulfill our purpose. The sad emptiness you’re experiencing now steels you and trains your heart so you can become stronger and more purposeful.

I resented Master Roger for years after it happened, but I was wrong. As a straight Alpha, he was merely following instinct. Owning a faggot was simply too much to handle while trying to navigate a serious other relationship with his future wife. It’s the same with your former Master, too.

My lowest point in this entire episode of my life came when I tearfully confronted him outside his house late one night. He was trying to explain that he loved her and wanted to be with her. “But what about ME??” I cried.

Then came a response I didn’t expect from him: “What about you?”

In that moment, my entire purpose as a faggot crystallized. I realized that faggots are ultimately expendable and replaceable. We don’t fit neatly or cleanly into the lives of straight Alphas. And if we are going to serve them, then we must be prepared to have our hearts torn apart, too.

In other words, the pain you feel is justified and real, but it’s serving a purpose within your heart.

After my dismissal, I went on a wild 3/4 year tear of hard partying and lots and lots of random cocksucking. I don’t recommend that path, brother, but I understand it if you do. We all react to pain in different ways. I chose to numb it with alcohol/drugs/casual sex. I hope you choose a different, kinder path for yourself, because you deserve it, sweetheart.

In the end, everybody gets their heart broken at some point. Eventually, we get back up and go find new adventures. As a faggot, you get to have wilder adventures than others, a life enriched by living entirely with purpose as a guiding light!

Don’t be afraid. Be excited by what can happen now!

But most of all, be grateful to your first Master, Adam. He taught you about your purpose … and by saying goodbye he’s giving you a chance to live it.

I love you, little brother!

Always,

sam the faggot

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Hi brother sam, i recently wrote you how i found a dominant straight Alpha. i found Him via Silverdaddies website. i am an older fag, late 50s, who was married to a female for 26 years. After my divorce, i returned to my desire to serve Men. Initially, while i was still married, i was cunted by a real estate broker in an empty house that was on the market. That experience left me with a void that i desperately needed to fill, as you know. i ended up getting a divorce and started to search for Alpha men who could satisfy my cravings. i will tell you more about what led to that later, but after recently placing an ad in Silverdaddies, i found a straight Alpha man, who is married to a woman, but isn’t satisfied sexually. i wrote to you about that.

Well, sam, i have met this Alpha Man, and His wife,  and i am now His concubine.  i was extremely nervous when i met His wife, but she was very supportive. She said that as long as i was willing to satisfy Her Man, She was “OK” with me servicing Him regularly. i wrote you sam about my misgivings, since He seemed to be a bit of a predator. He stalked me, found out my address and phone number, and began bombarding me with demands to service Him. You intuitively suggested that i practice caution, which i did. But He continued relentlessly. i caved, and met Him, and His wife. She was looking for a way to preserve Her family, as they had two children, but keep Him satisfied. i decided to fill that void sam. He has started to demand sexual service from me every other day. He aggressively takes me, making me suck His cock, lick His ass, and fucks me, until He shoots a big load in my ass. i can’t begin to tell you sam, how this makes me feel, especially after meeting His beautiful wife. We have been together since this started, and she has thanked me for satisfying her Alpha Husband’s needs, so she can focus on their children. i am in ecstasy but feel like a whore. Do you think i am doing the right thing?

What makes matters even more important, is that He and i are both hunters. i am not so much of a hunter as i was when i was younger (i’m now in my late 50s), but He, in His late 50s is an enthusiastic hunter who has land and hunting shacks. He wants me to be His sexual slave when we go out to His lands, so He can be satisfied, multiple times, while we are there. His wife is very excited about this and wants me to “drain him sexually” so He is ready to spend time with her and their children when He returns. sam, i am amazed and humbled by this experience, an older faggot realizing his life’s ambitions. But i trust your judgement, and want to be assured that what i am embarking on is a good thing. i spent a better part of my life chasing women, but have found a Man who loves to have sex with me as His ‘sex slave.’ His wife assures me that this is what she also wants. It seems almost too good to be true. He is very demanding, showing up at my home without warning, and taking me for His sexual release. There is part of me that loves this, but part of me that makes me fearful. i do love sucking His cock, and being fucked by Him, and am encouraged by His wife’s support. What are your thoughts on this satisfying but challenging relationship?

Thankyou,

fag brother mark

This is a follow-up to THIS QUESTION from a faggot named “Marco” then.

Hi brother! Thank you for writing back!

I’m so glad to be wrong about this situation! I was thinking you should get away from him, honestly. But back then I didn’t know all of these details, either.

You need to completely submit to this Alpha and do everything you can to satisfy him. You’re in your late fifties, brother – you may not have another opportunity as golden as this one. And he literally sounds like a perfect Alpha breeder who is also learning how to be a Master of a faggot. What else could you even want or expect?

Submit to him and give him whatever he wants. I think it will be a life-changing experience!

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Anyone who reads my stuff or listens to my podcast or follows any of my other social media knows that I have something of a controversial perspective on rape and forced sex.

There’s no doubt my opinions on the subject are heavily colored by my own rape at the age of 19/20 years old. Honestly, I feel my rape helped me to clarify a truer and deeper understanding of the hierarchical forces fueling rape. I better appreciate the way such experiences sculpt hierarchical dominance, as well as force acceptance of purpose into faggots and other inferiors.

I’m not justifying rape, mind you. I’m simply saying that it explains hierarchical mechanics in a raw, unfiltered way.

For every person who criticizes what I say about rape and forced sex, there are countless others like Mark who discover the truth of what I teach here and tell me their stories.

Listen to Mark’s eloquent words:

Dear Brother Sam,
As a devoted reader of your writings and a man who identifies with the submissive role you so eloquently describe, I feel compelled to share my personal journey of transformation and the profound impact it has had on my life. Your work has inspired me to reflect on my experiences with clarity and gratitude, and I hope my story honors the hierarchy you illuminate.

In my younger years, I was still exploring my identity and desires, uncertain of my place in the world. I sought out the company of older, dominant men, yearning to serve them in intimate ways. My focus was never on my own pleasure but on the fulfillment I found in submitting to their desires. I would often reflect on these encounters later, savoring the memories in private moments. During this time, I lived a double life—outwardly dominant in my professional and married life, yet inwardly craving the release of surrendering control. I pursued these encounters without protection, fully aware of the risks, driven by an urge to submit that I could not ignore.

Everything changed through an experience orchestrated by a trusted dominant friend, a real estate salesman who had guided me in similar encounters before. Without my prior knowledge or consent, he arranged for me to meet another man, a real estate broker, at a property listed for sale. Such arrangements were not unfamiliar, as my friend and I had shared intimate moments in empty homes before. I arrived at the back door of the house as instructed, and the broker welcomed me inside, leading me to an upstairs bedroom where a bed remained.

As we entered the room, the broker’s demeanor shifted. He seized me with intensity, kissing me with a commanding force that left me breathless. I offered no resistance, my body responding instinctively to his dominance. He began to undress me with urgency, tearing my clothing in a way that left it unusable. Overwhelmed, I surrendered completely, unable to resist his authority.
He was a tall, slender man, and though I was accustomed to larger partners, his approach was unlike anything I had experienced. He entered me with a fierce determination, each movement accompanied by a powerful declaration of his intent. For a fleeting moment, I felt a pang of resistance, but it quickly dissolved into overwhelming pleasure. I was consumed by the experience, my body and mind yielding entirely to him. Tears welled up as waves of ecstasy and surrender washed over me—it felt natural, profound, and deeply fulfilling.

Afterward, to my surprise, he held me gently, offering words that resonated deeply: “It’s alright, you’ve been claimed as you needed to be. Now you know your place.” His tenderness contrasted with his earlier intensity, leaving me both comforted and transformed. He left abruptly, and I never saw him again, yet his words and actions marked a turning point in my life.

In the aftermath, I noticed a profound shift within myself. My desires realigned entirely, and I no longer found fulfillment in the intimate moments I once shared with women, including my wife. My thoughts and dreams became consumed with serving men, embracing my true nature. This experience—what I now understand as a moment of profound submission—freed me to live authentically, to embrace my identity as a submissive man with pride and clarity.

I am forever grateful for this transformation, which allowed me to understand and accept my deepest desires. Brother Sam, your writings have given me the language and courage to celebrate this journey and to honor the hierarchy that guides us. Thank you for your wisdom and for creating a space where men like me can feel whole and understood.

With utmost respect and gratitude,
brother mark,

Isn’t this experience amazing?? This Alpha literally forced Mark to take his cock and his load, cunting him in the process and reducing him to tears, and then actually vocalizes his intent by saying, “now you’ve been claimed as you needed to be. Now you know your place”!!

You see, ALPHAS UNDERSTAND THIS INSTINCTIVELY. They know that subs and faggots need to be broken, by force if necessary. They need to impose their will in order to help the sub or faggot embrace their deeper hierarchical needs.

That’s what happened to Mark, and that’s why Mark broke down and cried after it happened. He wasn’t crying from being traumatized … he was crying because of the exhilaration of being set free!

We faggots should thank Alphas who take us this way, who force us to take their ruts and their nuts in aggressive, dominant ways. We should be grateful when they cunt us through violation.

It might be terrifying in the moment, but in the end we are overjoyed with a richer understanding of our place in hierarchy. It’s like someone born colorblind trying out Enchroma glasses for the first time and breaking down in tears at the wonder of true vision!

The Alphas who cunt you through rape and force are the hierarchical version of those Enchroma glasses. They force you to see yourself through hierarchical lenses, and the world will never look the same!

Thank you, Mark!