As you are aware, a couple days before Valentine’s Day, Declan took me to a very nice fancy restaurant. He really made me feel special.
We had decided not spend our day on February 14th and do it a couple days before. This would prevent the busy restaurants and the extra cost for going out on this day.

The next day, someone “bribed” my boyfriend and had me put in my place by kneeling and being used as a table for dinner. (The story can be found in a recent post on X.)

To summarize it, I was treated like a king one day, and then as his slave the next. He sure made me realize he loves me but then showed me that I’m also owned by him.

The following day, I woke up alone since he was gone to work. I woke up to roses by my pillow and rose pedals on the bed with a note:

“My dear Love,
Enjoy this day and know you are loved by me and that you belong to me forever!
You make my life better and I will be there for you.

Love D xxx”

I was excited and this made my morning!

Fast forward to me walking home from work, I had kept a gift bag at work and was walking home with it. I walked in and he greeted me with a great big hug and kiss. He was dressed up very nice.
I was still at the entrance of our home and after he kissed me he grabbed my hair and directed to my knees. He said:

“Smell! Does it smell good? Pull my cock out and put my cock in your mouth.”

I unzipped and I had to be gentle when taking his cock out since it was hard as a rock. I placed it in my mouth and he hit my hands away. I immediately placed my hands behind my back and sucked him for about 5 minutes until he pulled out and walked away.

I got up and was told to shower and get ready. In my head I was excited and thought he had planned a surprise night out for us and was instantly hard in my chastity.

Once I got out of the shower, he met me in the washroom and kissed me and grabbed my hand and walked me in the room.

I’m naked and only wearing a chain around my neck, ankle and my cock is locked in my chastity. He was dressed up to go out and I asked.

“What would you like me to wear tonight Declan?”

Declan: “Oh babe you are fine naked”

Seconds later I was thrown in the cage and the door was locked with a zip tag that had a serial number on it. Confused, I asked “What’s going on?”

Declan: “We still owe @BindMeTightly from X 12 hours of you in the cage and since we delayed it so much I thought he appreciate you being locked away on Valentine’s Day while I go out on a date.”

Me: “But it’s our day and who you going out with?”

As he is talking to me, he was opening my gift and saw that one of the gifts was a bottle of champagne. He got two glasses and pour each other some and handed me one through the bars of the cage.

Declan: “Cheers to you and me and our love!”

I drank my glass and he advised me that I would be locked in the cage for 12 hours and that he is going to meet a friend for dinner, drinks and a movie. He mentioned that his friend from Montreal arrived by train and wanted to spend the evening with him.

Declan: “I’m not locking the cage with a padlock for safety since I won’t be here. That means if the zip tag is tampered or broken I will be pissed and you will be punished because I will know since the tag has a serial number on it.”

He handed me a huge bottle of water, a McDonald’s bag of food that he hid from me earlier and a big jug to piss in if needed.

He made me kiss his cock through the bars and then spat on me and said “Have fun. I left a couple edibles in the McDonald’s bag for you to take if your bored.”

I spent the night watching movies on my phone. I believe I watched 3 movies on Netflix. I was so happy he left me food as I got the munchies later on from the weed edibles lol.
He would text me often and check up on me but wouldn’t say much.

The text he sent me while I was caged:

“Do you recognize this large cock? I doubt it. You once told me that you assumed he had a huge cock since his bulge looked so big while wearing jeans. Well I can confirm with you that it is large and very juicy and you would have loved to have tasted it!

I spent some time looking at chats and trying to investigate the cock he sent in the pic but I didn’t have any luck. it was a mystery cock.

I must of fell a sleep and woke up at 8am. I looked around and saw that he was sleeping in the bed. My cage door was still shut but I tried to open it. He must of added the pad lock when he got home and I didn’t wake up to it.

A note was placed by the cage door:

“I had a great time yesterday. I hope you did to! Haha

I know your 12 hours was done at 6am but I decided I wanted you to stay caged. Don’t wake me up and be a good little f@ggot/boyfriend prisoner and shut up until I wake up.

I emptied your piss jar since it was almost full.

Love D”

By 9:45am, he got up and walked to me and said: “Suck my cock and then I let you out”.

I sucked his cock through the bars and before he blew his load he pulled out of my mouth and shot all over me and the cage. He walked away and took a shower and left me locked in the cage. Half an hour after his shower, he unlocked the door and told me to get him a coffee.

Later that morning we went out for breakfast and once we got home he said “I took some cialis yesterday and I’m still hard. Get your ass in bed and have it available for me as I’m going to fuck a load in you.”

I can’t explain how excited and fulfilled once I get his DNA fucked in me. I love it! I live for it!

I love my Alpha boyfriend!

I don’t know what happened that night with him and that guy but all I know is that he is happy and that makes me happy! I’m sure the other guy is also happy to have worshipped and spent the evening with my boyfriend:

True story. The end.

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This thread follows the experiences of Nick, a faggot who got the attention of his straight neighbor while listening to the Hierarchy Podcast. CLICK HERE for all of the posts in this thread in chronological order!

When I began chronicling the faggot Nick’s startling service opportunity with a straight neighbor by using the Hierarchy Podcast as an introduction, I mentioned that I had another story involving Nick. I pushed it aside (as it wasn’t ready yet) so I could accurately cover the rapidly-developing events with the neighbor, but I always intended to get back to it.

This is that other story. It’s a rather melancholy (yet eye-opening) tale about Nick’s relationship with his Alpha Father Tom.

When Nick first contacted me, he wanted my guidance on how to submit to his Alpha Father Tom. I didn’t think this was a particularly good idea for many obvious reasons, and did my best to discourage him.

However, Nick could not be deterred. He was fueled by family gossip stories about his father using faggots in the past.

I found out a lot of history about him from my aunt when she was drunk one night. He cheated on my mom a lot, always took what he claimed was his and was his right. And she let slip that he had several submissive men in his pocket for regular affairs over the years too. He knows what he wants, what he deserves and how to get it. It was pretty much spelled out for me without going totally explicit. I know he cares and wants what’s best for me so I want to build anything around that.

So I thought it might be better if Nick talked to his father and see where he’s at on these issues before completely submitting to him. So Nick agreed to talk to him, and so they met up for a conversation.

A FATHER’S INTUITION

I met with my dad this morning and it went OK. He managed to say enough to me to get his points across without explicitly spelling it out. He basically told me yes he had faggots on the side and he knows he’s an alpha and I’m definitely not without using the exact words. I approached him very submissive with my speech and body language and told him I knew I was not like him, that he was a man’s man and I was happy finding my place as the flip side of the coin.

He got quiet and really serious and told me he had known I was like this for a long time and for a long time was disappointed I wasn’t a man and was also scared about how that could go for me. That’s why he brought me up trying to drill the contrary advice to what makes me a good faggot in the end. He was concerned how I would find myself.

I managed to get the courage to ask him about his past a bit. I asked him “you know a lot Sir, do you have first hand knowledge of people like me?” and that’s when he got a little elusive with his language. He basically admitted that in the past he got what he wanted and did what he wanted with who he wanted that the past was more his business but that I should trust his wisdom and experience.

He’s happy I’ve fallen into line and expressing myself thusly and less worried now that I’m my own adult. but he is content now with my step mom and whatever he’s got going on. When I paid for the food he just said. “right, good boy” and it felt good.

While it wasn’t everything he hoped the conversation might be, Nick was fairly content with the answers he received.

A little relieved and let down at the same time. He made it pretty clear the discussion was over and he didn’t seem like he wanted it picked back up. Just to kind of give me the nod and say, carry on. I would have liked for more intimate info and experiences but it went better than I thought it could.

I was relieved it went that well. I know a conversation like that could never happen with my father. I really admired Nick’s tenacity in the hunt for answers about his elusive Alpha father.

Then the podcast thing happened with the neighbor, and the story about the father temporarily derailed.

But recently Nick spent more time with Alpha Tom, and there Nick found out deeper and more startling information.

I had another conversation with my dad I thought might be worth sharing with you. We got more candid about the topic of subtle training, it ties into my history with him. We started talking about how I’m happier now and relationships and fulfillment and I told him I think I understand what he was thinking when he tried to raise me, and what I really am. I asked him if he knew if he was ashamed of me growing up and he told me he wasn’t that he knew I wasn’t a manly person and that even though it didn’t seem always seem like he believed it or encouraged it that he wanted me to feel content with who I am, just safe. I mentioned that the opposite of a lot of what he went about was the perfect advice and he sort of chuckled and told me he just wanted me safe but he thought he fed me correct info too and he brought up some ways he also sort of trained me to be submissive I sort of forgot about and he was right.

Looking back he did sort of feed me good instructions to be a faggot, but in more subtle ways. He asked me if I had found a man to fill my place with and I told him, “a little, but it’s over now” and he told me, “good boy, I hope you find some more.” He brought up training things around posture, politeness, how to look for people, how to “get small” as he called it.

“Get small” … I LOVE THAT!

He was right though. He taught me to look out for alphas, how to posture myself, how to talk with them, and all that and I never really realized to what extent. I always keep my hands folded behind me, address men politely, and go out of my way for them. He taught me real men are worth the most.

Incredible!

But then Nick had another conversation with his aunt (Alpha Tom’s sister), and she provided even more insight into Alpha Tom’s mysterious past.

THE HISTORY OF ALPHA TOM

I got my aunt drunk and she told me a bit more about my dad’s history, and it’s kinda hot, lol but I still don’t think he wants me like that. But things make sense. Well, the two of them are really close in age and get a long well. They lived together as younger adults and through college so she figured him out easily. She told me he’s never been a one partner person. That he’s never been fulfilled. She’s seen men and women come and go and that the men were always very passive. That she once overheard him go at it. He had faggots up until my younger sister was little. She saw the same one around him for years when they lived together. That he was a classmate that he was “friends” with first but the guy transformed around him eventually.

CONCLUSION

I have been blessed to cover a number of stories involving Alpha fathers raising faggot sons. They never fail to touch me. I guess it’s because I’ll always wonder and never know what my father (who’s not Alpha, but probablysub-Alpha) understood about me being a faggotas a kid.

But this story really hit me in the heart because you can feel a weight of disappointment from Alpha Tom, but alsothe responsibility he felt to try and help his faggot son in whatever way he could.

Ultimately, this great and wise Alpha did the best he could, and he should be proud of the faggot Nick has become today!