This thread follows the extraordinary story of Michael, a brave faggot who lives in an apartment building full of Alphas and began servicing many of them after he made himself available. CLICK HERE for all of the posts in this thread in chronological order!

For reference, this is the third post in a series of articles relating the introduction of faggot worship and service to an 18-year-old straight Alpha named Eric by Michael the faggot. In the first post Michael’s apartment is taken over by Alpha Eric (CLICK HERE), and in the second post Michael sucks off Alpha Eric and introduces the young god to the wonders of fag worship (CLICK HERE).

Okay, so do you want to know what it’s really like to be the live-in faggot to an arrogant straight Alpha?

Keep in mind that Alpha Eric moved into Michael’s apartment just a few weeks ago, and has been living there rent-and-responsibility free ever since. It’s pretty shocking how quickly this straight Alpha – brand new to everything related to the use of faggots – has assimilated the use of Michael into his routine.

But I thought this latest tidbit of information was especially illuminating. Here’s Michael:

Sam, I promised you more about Eric. 

Shortly after we started discussing His rights and privileges as an Alpha Male, Eric started bringing women back to the apartment several times a week.  I had noticed, before then, that He would disappear for a few hours several times a week. 

But then one day I got a text:  “I need the apartment after 9:00.  I’ll text you when you can come back.”  Not, “do you mind if I bring a girl back” or “can I have the apartment for a few hours.”  Rather, He just assumed that the apartment was His to use as He needed — which of course was an accurate conception of how things were.  I was paying the rent, but for all practical purposes, the apartment was His.  Sometimes, it was 1:00 or 2:00 in the morning before I would get the text that I could come back to the apartment. 

Once the text read something like “You can come back any time, but be quiet entering.  We’ll have breakfast at 7:30.”  On that morning, He and a gorgeous woman, in her 30s emerged from the bedroom, fully clothed for work.  I served an egg-white omelet with fresh chives from my window garden and quietly withdrew to change the sheets and towels in the bath.  He said nothing to her about who I was or why I was there serving breakfast.  It was like I was just another household appliance. 

I sniffed their sheets and pillowcases as I stripped the bed and put on fresh sheets.  That was reward enough.

Of course, being banned from the apartment for hours on end was not easy for me.  Because of the pandemic, I couldn’t go to the movies or to a library.  I didn’t want to go to a bar.  Generally, I just roamed the streets or dozed in my car.  But the knowledge that I was enabling Him to get His rocks off with one gorgeous woman after another was so satisfying.  You know how it is, Sam.

I do, indeed!

First of all, I want to say this directly to any straight Alphas who are reading this: if you are not living like this right now, you are missing out on an entire aspect of your rights as an Alpha Male.

I cannot understand why any Alpha Male would pass up this kind of day-to-day worship from dedicated faggots. It simply doesn’t add up in my brain. What straight Alpha Male’s life wouldn’t be enriched by owning a faggot like Michael?

And from this experience, it should be obvious that receiving such worship is not only deserved, but it’s also VERY easy to take. Alpha Eric used almost no effort to get complete service from Michael. Again, any Alphas who are not making use of this natural resource are completely missing the point of Alphahood and its power.

As for Michael, he is living a faggot’s dream life right now. Why? Because he was (a) brave, (b) completely and thoroughly submissive, and (c) thoughtful in how he handles himself.

This saga with Alpha Eric is just getting warmed up, I think. I’m looking forward to the next stage of Michael’s service to these great Alphas!

This post is part of a thread following the development of a straight French Alpha named David who discovered that his roommate Vincent is really a faggot. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

A couple of days ago I received a Questions From Readers note from a straight 25-year-old Alpha named David. You can CLICK HERE to read that initial message. In it he described the submissive behavior he was noticing in his slightly-younger roommate Vincent. He wanted to know if his roommate is a faggot, and if so, how he could enslave this faggot for non-sexual use.

I was almost completely sure Vincent was a faggot just from the little bits of information I was given. So I laid out a fairly detailed plan for Master David to follow, one that no faggot could resist.

And what do you know? I’M RIGHT AGAIN!

Listen to the exhilaration in Master David’s words as he describes what happened after he received my response:

Thanks for your advice. I followed it and it has gone WILD!

When we together and I’m on the couch, Vincent (my gay roomate) always sit on the ground next to me. That confirms to me that he likes to be at my feet. Yesterday evening, to implement your advice, before going to bed, I went to visit him in his room. He was sitting at his desk. I started a friendly chat with him, sitting on a second chair. And during the discussion while he was speaking, I casually put my bare feet on his lap, just to try and see his reaction. He said nothing. Even better, before I made up my mind to tell him to massage them, he did it spontaneously. Later, while I was talking, I moved my foot to suggest him to massage the other one, and he complied without asking anything. It was turning me on and I started to get a hard-on.

At the end, we stopped chatting, we were just just sitting quietly, him massaging my feet. Then I lifted my foot and put my toes under his nose and said “Sniff”. He took a deep breath in. Then I said “Kiss”. He tenderly kissed each of my toes, then he began to lick them. I must admit I fucking loved that!

I stood up and snapped my fingers, pointing to the floor for him to kneel. Before I could say anything else, he rushed to kiss my feet passionately, non-stop. There I was, standing, with him on the floor, kissing and licking my feet. Oh my! It was so good! I felt so powerful, so superior! 

I don’t even know how long it lasted. But I finally told him to stop. He looked up at me. His gaze seemed pleading and grateful. I didn’t know what to say, but I managed to tell: “I want you to be my slave from now on”. And he immediately answered “Of course, master! Everything you want, master!” My dick was rock hard! But I wasn’t sure what to do, and I didn’t want to give in to sexual urges. So I simply say “You’re a good boy” and I stroked his hair. He closed his eyes in pleasure and moaned. But I decided to wish him good night and go to sleep. I heard him say “Good night master! Thank you for everything, master!” I jerked off in bed thinking about what had happened.

This morning, when I woke up, he was already gone to his work (me I mostly work from home). But he had prepared everything I like for my breakfast and he had sent me a texto: “Thank you very much for last night, Master! Please let me know if I can do anything for you! Your obedient slave, Vincent.”

I feel funny about all this. But I can say that I’m really enjoying it. I don’t know exactly what I’m going to do, but I feel something rising inside me that I can’t quite define. But having a slave living with me is turning me on, for sure!

PERFECTION!

Master David executed my plan flawlessly, and it worked better than even I imagined!

Most of this went pretty much like I planned, especially poor little Vincent’s reactions, which he couldn’t conceal even if he was locked in a vault. I’m sure it was the most thrilling moment of his life to suddenly have this straight Alpha suddenly strip away his mask and take command of him so forcefully.

But the real thrill for me came from Master David. He was very honest in his reply to me how much the experience turned him on, how badly his body and mind wanted to pull down his pants and use his new faggot sexually. He didn’t succumb to the pleasure, opting instead to masturbate about it.

I get it. For a straight Alpha, the idea of using a faggot sexually feels weak, wrong, shameful, or whatever. They’re afraid using a faggot for sexual pleasure will mean they’re gay (or turn them gay).

But this is one of the great secrets of Hierarchy: straight Alphas use faggots sexually all the time, and they remain straight!

Before you object, just think about something: why did Master David become so furiously aroused at the sight of his faggot kissing his feet? It wasn’t because he instantly thought Vincent was sexy. No, Master David became aroused by THE POWER of Vincent’s submission!

I have no idea if Master David will ever use Vincent’s holes and breed him, but I (of course) think he should. There is nothing more powerful than a straight Alpha breeding a faggot with his DNA and marking it forever as his property, forcing the faggot into complete servitude.

But regardless, Master David now owns a good first faggot, and I’m so proud of him!

Thank you for sharing, Master David!