The following post is part of a thread detailing the awakening of a straight God Alpha named Kenzo by his lifelong faggot Kevin. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
There are many extremely dominant and powerful straight Alphas in the world. Sadly, many of them pass on the possibility of attaining true power through the ownership of faggots because of their disgust of faggots in general and the homophobic stigma that comes with it.
But some straight Alphas are too powerful to allow the petty insecurities of inferior males to keep them from receiving all of the worship and service they know they deserve. I’ve been blessed to know some of these greatest Alphas, and I’ve been able to chronicle them online as well.
I call them God Alphas, for they are Lord and Master over all.
When my dear brother Kevin began telling me about his former friend Master Kenzo, he seemed to be perfect in every way. I held back my excitement, though, because I know how faggots sometimes hyperventilate over Men and oversell them.
But I’ve recently been in communication with Master Kenzo as well as Kevin, and I can tell you he is every bit the God Alpha Kevin described. Maybe more powerful than Kevin or I ever imagined.
To recap: Master Kenzo is a purely straight Alpha in his early twenties who is married to a gorgeous female named Sarah, and they have two beautiful little boys. Master grew up knowing Kevin, a slightly older faggot. However, recently Kevin (with an assist from me) admitted to Master Kenzo that he was a faggot, and Master Kenzo seized the opportunity to own Kevin as his personal property. Honestly, it happened so quickly and naturally that it still shocks me.
But here’s a secret: faggot ownership unlocks new levels of power within a straight Alpha. Once a straight Alpha feels the rush that comes from having another male totally submit himself and serve him selflessly, he suddenly realizes that he can have anything he wants. He starts to see the world the way only the most powerful and elite Kings see it. From that point, he ascends and transforms into a being of pure and radiant power. He realizes that nothing – NOTHING – can stop him or resist him.
At that point, a God Alpha like Kenzo makes the impossible possible.
Here’s a story Master Kenzo just told me that illustrates my point. You see, like almost all Alphas, Master Kenzo has multiple females he fucks besides Lady Sarah (and Kevin). He has a primary side-chick who serves as his most convenient cum dump. But now that Master Kenzo has ascended, his power needs have grown exponentially, and it’s changing everything in his life rapidly.
Notice the latest change:
The chick is a booty call I met at the gym a few years ago. She’s not as sweet nor as smart as My beloved lady Sarah and she’s not partner or mother material, but she’s still very hot. So I love to fuck her from time to time, and I enjoy being tougher with her than with Sarah.
A year ago or so, while we were in bed and she was resting on My chest, she tried to seduce Me and suggest to Me that I should consider dumping Sarah and settle with her instead. I was furious. I put her in her place by crushing her head with My foot while I fucked her. I said “you’ll never disrespect my beloved Sarah again! Know your place, bitch” She begged for My mercy. Since then, she has always remembered her place.
Recently, while we were cuddling in bed, My lady Sarah mentioned that she would like to have a maidservant of her own, a girl she could order around. She’s an obedient and loving partner and great mother for My sons, so I wanted to reward her. I realized that my main side chick was the best candidate for the position.
So I went to her place last weekend. She began to undress but I told her that, before I ever fuck her again, she was going to submit to My lady and be my family’s domestic slave girl as well as my sexual slave. She fell on her knees and began to cry. She said “You want me to serve her? At your place?” I sternly answered “Either that, or you’ll never see me again”. With tears in her eyes, she moved towards me on all fours and started to unzip my pants. I stopped her by grabbing her wrists. “Please! I want it so badly! I can’t live without You!” she said, but I replied angrily “So, what are you going to do?”. And she broke into tears “I’ll be your family’s slave, Master! Please, don’t leave me, please! I’m begging you!”. “That’s a good girl” I said, before face-fucking her.
That night, she slept in Kevin’s basket in our bedroom. She kissed our feet while we were making love, and then I fucked her on the floor while Sarah was resting on the bed. The morning after, she learned her new duties to My lady as her maidservant and I informed Kevin of my new slave’s arrival in My stable.
Incredible!
What I find particularly interesting is how Master Kenzo’s ascension to God Alpha-levels of power has affected his Lady, Sarah. She was already remarkably understanding of Master Kenzo’s needs as an Alpha, but now that Master Kenzo has taken ownership of a faggot she wants a slave, too. She’s feeding off of the power and direction of her God Alpha Owner.
Master Kenzo demonstrates what can be achieved when a completely secure and powerful straight Alpha takes ownership, not just of faggots, but also his own Alphahood. Essentially, he can truly create any life he chooses, become whatever he chooses to be, and take ownership of everything and everyone he wants.
He can build a Kingdom. He can become a King.
Master Kenzo is that King!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling a 43-year-old black-American faggot in France named Nate who boldly teaches Alphas about Hierarchy. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!
Occasionally I run across a faggot who listens carefully to the things I teach and then executes them at a high level. I love these ones because I often receive messages from them telling me about the successes they’re having in submitting to Alphas or even approaching Alphas.
Every win by a faggot in this area means yet another advancement in the battle we wage against a world in denial of the truth of Hierarchy.
A tremendous victory was recently achieved by a 43-year-old faggot in France named Nate. I first met Nate when he approached me about translating vital parts of this site into French in order to further the reach and message (which I absolutely love and appreciate!).
But Nate is much more proactive and clever than I even realized. He’s a faggot after my own heart, because he enjoys the process of opening the understanding of straight Alphas and helping them grasp the truth of Hierarchy in their own lives. He does this is a variety of ways, including several of the techniques I’ve long espoused online. Read Nate’s account and see if you can spot some of them!
Your site helped me be bolder in accepting my position as a trainer faggot. I train both Alphas and faggots. My Master, I’ll call him D for the moment until I can ask him if it’s alright that I disclose his identity. Master D I met at the gym. I thought that he was like 27 around 30 years old and he thought that I was like 20. I’m 43 and he’s 20. I’m Black-American and he’s Italian. I look very young for my age so people are always thinking that I look super young.
But when I met him I detected this kind of suppressed Alpha energy but I wasn’t sure if he actually was an Alpha. After the gym we would all go to the sauna and I just remember wondering if he was indeed an Alpha. He’s very playful and accommodating and he’s immensely popular. So, in the sauna I began to sit on the bottom seat next to his feet. I did notice that he would pay particular attention to me even though he was surrounded by his gym friends and joking with them. He just kept looking at me and I couldn’t understand why. Then, he began joining me on the bottom step, which confused me. So, I wondered if he had actually misunderstood my gesture.
All of the shower stalls are single person except one, which has two shower heads. I always shower in the one that has two shower heads. No one ever goes into that shower if another person is in there. One day, however, Master D walked into it while I was showering and I was shocked. He didn’t make any deal out of it and just began showering right next to me. This was when I thought that he was hitting on me but wasn’t really an Alpha. But my mind kept going back and forth because I had not seen this type of behavior in another Alpha before. Yet, what he did was so confident that I didn’t understand it.
Then I invited him to Thanksgiving dinner with my friends and he accepted tentatively as he needed to check in with his girlfriend. I knew that he really wanted to be there but I knew that his girlfriend would have reservations because she truly knew no one. So they didn’t come, but I was impressed by the fact that he wholeheartedly accepted my invitation. So, since he could not attend I made Master D a doggy bag and brought it to him. He was elated! I wrote on the containers ‘Alpha’. He saw that, looked at me but said nothing (he speaks English well but prefers French). He told me to hold his stuff while he put the food in his bag. I told him that I was delighted to hold anything for him. He said that he ate everything but the Turkey because he doesn’t like day old meat (I am vegetarian so I don’t even know what the turkey tasted like). It was his first Thanksgiving meal and he had never tasted those flavors.
So, then I got bold enough to ask him if he thought that he was an Alpha. He said that he thought so but wasn’t sure what it entailed. I explained to him what I knew about it and how I saw his comportment but I didn’t want to impose my thoughts on him. I could tell that he was hesitant to accept his role and I was very confused as to why. I told him that I was a faggot. He didn’t exactly understand what a faggot was so I told him a servant or a submissive. I could see that he felt more relaxed, but he as still very hesitant. So, I asked him if I could call him Master or Alpha and he said yes. That’s how it began.
Long-time readers will recognize some of Nate’s actions from my writings. For example, I’ve always stressed to faggots that they take a physical position lower than the Alpha they’re interested in. In this case, Nate purposely sat on a lower bench at this Alpha’s feet. Nate also made himself useful, providing food (labeled with the word “Alpha” – clever!). And then Nate used one of my absolutely favorite intro lines: “Sir, do you consider yourself to be Alpha?” This often leads to very revealing conversations, which is why I’ve always pushed this technique.
See how effective these things were for Nate:
One day I saw him at the gym without his water bottle. I asked him where it was and he said that he had accidently broken it. I laughed about him not knowing his own strength and he laughed in agreement. Two days later I bought him another water bottle of the same size. His is like 5 liters compared to my 1.2 liters, Master D is extremely ripped and he takes his fitness seriously! He thanked me and smiled but never told me that I should not have, which I though significant. Then, in the sauna later he told the other guys that apparently, he was an Alpha according to me. I was more embarrassed by that declaration than he was. In fact, he didn’t seem bothered by it at all.
He started responding quicker to my messages and so I took that opportunity to make sure and call him Master. He would reply with “Sir” and I finally told him, when he was on vacation that he could call me faggot. He said he still didn’t understand the significance of the word so I explained it better to him and then sent him “The Prime” page that I translated for you. He actually read it and told me that there were some things on it that he didn’t necessarily agree with but all in all he felt that he was an Alpha. So then he said he would call me faggot from then on.
A few times in the gym he would assert his authority over me and I loved it! One time he told me that he needed the dumbbell that I was working with. I stared at him and he at me and I knew my place and I gave it to him. He told me to get another one and I did but went for a smaller one. He corrected me and told me to go bigger. I told him that he was right and he said, “of course! I’m always right!” He smiled slightly but no laugh. Then in the shower, which he continues to share with me, he will not let me take a warm shower anymore. He tells me to join him in the sauna and I have to leave when he does to take a shower and go back in. He requires that the shower be cold. One time I tried to wash up the soap off in warm water and he felt the water was warm and said very directly, “turn the water to cold.” Then he continued doing what he was doing as if he knew I would obey. I HATE cold anything, especially water and weather but I knew I had to obey my Master.
So, yesterday he laid down his preliminary ground rules as my Master. He said that he is not a dictator but he wanted to be my Master if I wanted to serve him and I agreed. I told him that I wanted to be at his feet and he was shocked. Then I told him that it was normal and why I had started sitting down in the sauna next to his feet. He remembered and said, now he understood! But even after all of this I was wondering why he was so passive about owning a faggot or being an Alpha. I just kept questioning if I had gotten it wrong because I’m used to Alpha’s taking charge almost immediately. But then, during one of our conversations I understood much better. He is Italian and, though he does not practice any particular religion, his upbringing has it in his head that he doesn’t have a natural superiority over faggots. I sighed in defeat because of the hardest things for a person to overcome are erroneous religious beliefs.
See how just a few careful applications of techniques I’ve been teaching can unlock a straight Alpha’s need and desire for ownership and control? These Alphas WANT to be MASTERS of everything. They WANT TO BE KINGS. To a limited degree they can get that from females, but once they realize they can truly become that by owning and using faggots, they want that just as badly.
Hierarchy is practically part of our biology. It’s hard-wired into us. Therefore, we respond in somewhat predictable ways for our type. All Alphas love power and worship. All faggots love to submit and serve.
Nate and I and other faggots are simply utilizing triggers for these natural needs and wants in Alphas so that we might be fulfilled in service to them. You can do it, too!
This post is part of a thread about a faggot called Prath who bravely sought to serve a straight local Alpha. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
I was so inspired by my little brother Prath. When We first met him, he was struggling to introduce the idea of fag service to a straight Alpha he knew. Through several coaching sessions with me, he was able to muster the courage to sit this Alpha down and discuss Hierarchy.
And the Alpha responded favorably!
That was back in November. I hadn’t heard much from Prath since then. He told me he offered to start paying his new Master’s rent, which he accepted. Sometimes financial service can break down a straight Alpha’s resistance to using faggots.
In this case, the ploy worked beautifully. This straight Alpha started using Prath for oral service, but in a curious way:
Yes brother but it’s been in month or more. He never let me touch him with his hands. Master used my mouth everytime. He didn’t like I use my hands to touch his cock.
Interesting! Some Alphas don’t like hands to be used because they just want to feel the mouth servicing them. But I was wondering if it had to do with that, or if it was because Prath is a faggot.
Today, Prath updated me:
Hey bro I told you about paying Master’s rent he was very happy and let me remain in his house for the whole night. He asked to prepare dinner for while he gave me his leftovers. It never happened before. I was nervous as I never ate leftover material ever before. And he officially used my ass for the whole nighttt. It was really great fucking experience. His cock felt actually bigger in my ass. He was raw and very deep and almost ruined my hole. It was great experience for the first time brother.
So awesome!
Yes brother it was really amazing I never realized that it could be this great with alpha man but it was really different. I felt like some girlie or sissy not a man at all when he was fucking my raw and rough.
Prath is experiencing the transformational power of Alpha cock! When an Alpha fucks a male, he essentially strips them of their masculinity, leaving them emasculated and deeply submissive. Many faggots are not prepared for that until it happens to them.
What’s left inside the faggot is a cock-sized hole of need that will keep the faggot obediently crawling back to get fucked again and again. It’s that craving that all fucked faggots have. I call it “The Void”. It’s a yawning chasm of yearning that fucked faggots are forever needing to fill.
Now Prath joins our ranks. Congratulations, brother!
The following post is part of a thread detailing the awakening of a straight God Alpha named Kenzo by his lifelong faggot Kevin. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Few things rattle me anymore. I’ve been used and abused and trained and loved. I’ve been raped, and I’ve been blessed. I’ve avoided nearly dying a couple of times, and I also saved a life. I’ve been owned by some of the most magnificent Alpha Masters I’ve ever known, and I’ve been used like a whore in more back seats, stairwells, and bathrooms than I care to admit.
In 2015 I started a Tumblr site called FagsWorshipAlphas to share my experiences and theories on Hierarchy, and to my surprise the site took off. I began using the site to chronicle the incredible true stories I investigated, and in the process profiled some unforgettable God Alphas. Some of these Alphas were so powerful that they practically reached out from the very code of my rickety website and fucked the minds of faggots all around the world. I remain humbly in awe of these life-changing Alphas. They blew over me and through me like tremendous hurricanes, leveling me yet leaving the air lighter and cleaner.
I say all of this to prepare you for this statement I really want to make: I heard from Kevin’s straight Master Kenzo today, and it left me profoundly shaken and exhilarated.
Kevin contacted me and told me that his Master, Kenzo, had listened to last night’s podcast about him. This by itself was enough to cause a sharp stab of anxiety, but Kevin reassured me that Master Kenzo loved it. He also said Master Kenzo would be willing to talk to me, so I shared my email and waited.
He wrote to me. I asked him some simple, clumsy questions.
I was not prepared for what happened next.
He wrote:
It is hard to put a clear start to it, because somehow, as far as I can remember, I have always known I was special. But of course, when I was a kid, I did not fully realize it because it was all I knew. But I was always the center of attention, the other kids sought My company and followed My lead, and even adults were indulging Me much more than the others. I have always been used to it, to people taking care of My needs and complying to My wishes.
This continued when I grew up. Girls were always attracted to Me, and I could choose the ones I wanted to be with. Boys were competing for My attention and My friendship. And the weakest boys were desperately seeking My protection. Which I gave them. I recall that in My childhood and adolescence, I already couldn’t stand injustice and unnecessary brutality. So whenever there were thugs bullying weaklings, I would give them a good, hard beating.
The funny thing is that both the bullies AND the bullied would become My friends after that. The first ones would become very agreeable to Me and would no longer hurt anyone without My leave. And the second ones would be so grateful and so admirative to Me that they would do anything to please Me, giving Me foods, money, doing My homework, doing Me any favor.
When I think back, I realize that I could already have owned them and used them all as faggots. But I learned some important lessons. The strong protect the weak and, in exchange, the weak serve the strong. And when you beat another male, you become the boss. I think that this is how I started to think My place in life and in society. Doing what is right and doing good to others thanks to My strength and My leadership, and receiving praise and service because of that.
So we can see the foundation of Hierarchical power being established early on in Master Kenzo’s life. Already, nature had singled out a young boy named Kenzo and began to align the world around him. And unlike a faggot like me or Kevin, young Kenzo knew exactly what to do with it.
But then Master Kenzo grew into a mature Alpha and began to discover new levels of power:
When I settled with My gorgeous, loving, loyal and obedient woman, when I claimed her womb to father two adorable sons, even before My twenties, I knew My virility was just extraordinary. I thought by then that I had reached the pinnacle of male achievement. So, as you understand, somehow I have always known My superiority. But it is only with Kevin that I recently began to fully understand the real extent of My birthright.
Kevin is very special to My heart. I’ve known him for as long I can remember. He was always there for Me at each step in My life, encouraging Me, guiding Me. He is a great guy, the smartest person I’ve ever known. He has always been good at bringing out the best in Me, particularly My self-confidence and My desire to protect lesser beings. I have no shame to say that I am a better God today because of his dedication and his loyalty to Me.
It has not been difficult to claim him as My slave and to become his Master and Owner because, first, in a way, he always did his best to please Me and support Me, and, second, because it has evolved gradually. He has been My devoted mentor, My helpful friend, My beta submissive and now he’s My slave. He has served Me personally, financially, domestically, then sexually… So, everything went naturally and smoothly, really.
Now, keep in mind that Master Kenzo is a straight Alpha. He’s a young breeder who has created two perfect boys with his wife. According to weak, insecure fools, he isn’t supposed to even consider sexual contact with another male.
Yet it’s precisely that contact that has led Master Kenzo onward to claim infinite power.
There have been some huge steps, of course. The very first time Kevin greeted Me by kissing My feet, I felt a warm rush of power in all My body. That this smart guy I love and respect was willing to debase himself so low just to honor Me, it felt so good and it said so much about Me. I must admit that I even briefly had a few doubts, but Kevin, as always, swept them away by rightly asserting that his intellect only made him a better inferior for Me.
I will always remember the first time he served My cock, or the first time he worshiped My feet while My lady was riding My cock. But when I ass-fucked him the first time, everything became even clearer. At first, I hesitated to put My foot on his head, like I do with My side fuck girls. The first time I did that was to put one of them on line when she was disrespectful of My lady, to remind her of her place. I thought that maybe Kevin did not deserve that, so I put My foot near his head rather than on it. And then he kissed and licked My foot, and I realized he was Mine to do whatever I wanted, exactly like My side girls. I could always care for him after.
When I turned him around and fucked him looking him in the face, he kept yelling how much he loved Me and adored Me. I felt like a King, like a God. I felt again that warm rush of power, and realized I could have everything and anyone I wanted. Any female, any male is Mine, Mine to claim, to enslave and to fuck. Just because I want it. And the way he rushed to kiss My toes when I shouted at him to worship Me, that was so empowering.
All in all, I don’t feel like My relationship with Kevin has radically changed. We still love each other, but now we understand better our places. I am his Master, his Owner, he is My faggot, My slave. And I’m proud to own such a great inferior because it reflects good on Me. The better the slave, the better the Master. He lives to serve My pleasure and My happiness, and I know he’s delighted. And I still enjoy his company just as much, or even better now that I know he would literally do anything for Me, that he would obey any of My order at a glance.
I really love who I am. I am gorgeous, strong, confident, smart, fair, good. I don’t want to brag, but I don’t want to deny it either by false modesty. I just know who I am. I am a truly incredible, superior human being. And everyone knows that. I am a model for ordinary humans to admire and follow, like the ancient Gods and heroes of mythology. I deserve to be admired and obeyed.
Notice how he now views his place within the framework of human justice:
I still strongly believe in justice. I strongly believe that Hierarchy and justice are not mutually exclusive. Men are not created equals, but they do have equal rights to liberty and happiness. It’s just that liberty and happiness are not the same for everybody. For Me, they are in power and glory. For inferior males, they in service and obedience to the likes of Me.
At some ultimate level of power the cares and concerns of the average male, even the frustrated efforts of lesser Alphas, disappear. The rules that the weak cling to for safety in the darkness of their uncertain lives have no hold on God Alphas. Life becomes a child’s game to these greatest Alphas, and everything in it (sexuality, politics, direction, purpose) is distilled into simple choices they can choose on a whim.
Master Kenzo ends his letter with that thought:
I don’t think that straightness and gayness are any more relevant to Me. I love fucking My lady because she’s the most beautiful creature on Earth, I love the feeling of My dick in her pussy, and I love to reward her for the good she does to Me. I love fucking lesser girls because I can be rougher with them and every pussy and tit has its charm. And now I know that I love fucking males as well, be it face-fucking or ass-fucking, because it feels good to deprive them of their manhood just because I can. Because I am a God and they are inferior to Me.
The big change now is that I want what is rightfully Mine. One slave is not enough for a God like Me, even Kevin. I want girls and boys at My beck and call, ready to bend over backwards for My tiniest desire. I want My lady and My heirs to enjoy the perks of my Godhood. I want pussies, asses and mouths at My cock’s disposal. I know there are many inferior lives just around Me that I can enlighten with My superiority and My domination.
This is the Alpha Ascension I’ve long described here. A Man becomes an Alpha. An Alpha becomes a God. Master Kenzo now knows he owns everything, and he can pick and choose what he wants to keep. His power is unlimited, tempered only by his own choices.
It has been incredible to even receive these words and transmit them to the world. It makes all of the struggle I went through to come back so very worth it!
So women and faggots and imitation Kings of the Earth, your true God Alpha has arrived! Kneel and serve Master Kenzo!
Hierarchy 263 – Fabien And The Need To Submit
Fabien shows that submitting ourselves to Alphas leads to greater opportunities!
SITE: https://hierarchypodcast.com/hierarchy-263-fabien-and-the-need-to-submit/
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The following post is part of a thread chronicling the experiences of a French faggot named Fabien who has been claimed by his straight Alpha friend Anthony. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Like I said in my previous post in this thread, Alpha behavior is largely predictable if you know what you’re looking at. Their needs are relatively simple and insatiable. Younger Alphas are almost entirely led by these basic needs. It’s much like watching cold/warm fronts and predicting the general movement of the weather. I’ve become a master meteorologist through personal experience, which has lead to my bewildering success rate.
But even I didn’t see what Master Anthony decided to do two days ago.
Out of the clear blue sky Master Anthony decided to have four of his Alpha brothers over to the apartment he shares with Fabien the faggot. In retrospect, this move seems obvious. The day before Master Anthony had broken Fabien and got Fabien to submit. So OF COURSE he would want to invite his Alpha Pack over to see his faggot in action!
And that’s exactly what happened:
Yesterday evening, as we saw it coming, he received four of his bros at home for a buddy night and I waited on them as a flunkey all the time. They were pretty comfortable following Anthony’s lead ordering me around and they addressed me as “boy!” or “servant!” or “bitch” while they were loudly chatting and laughing and playing together. I once again had to lick Anthony’s boots for all to see. And I also served as a footrest for Anthony and one of his pals.
I must admit sam, I was truly amazed to see these young hunks like a pack of wolves playing with their prey, with Anthony as their obvious leader.
I recently woke up today but they are still sleeping after staying up most of the night. I have been sent to sleep on the kitchen floor while two guests sleep in my bedroom and two on the sofabed in the living room. I think I’m going to prepare breakfast and serve it to Anthony in his bed and offer him a foot massage if he wakes up. Then I’ll serve them all breakfast (starting with those in my room, for I have a sense there is some hierarchy of sort between the four of them as well, reflected in where they’ve slept).
WOW!
This was a bold move by Master Anthony, especially given the fact that he is relatively new to living in Fabien’s place! But notice how the other Alphas around Master Anthony absolutely followed his lead and enjoyed using his faggot – clear Apex Alpha behavior! Master Anthony was teaching his straight Alpha brothers how to own and use faggots! Alpha mentorship at its fundamental level!
But also notice how much Fabien is learning about his new Master and the behaviors that drive him and his Alpha Pack! He’s a good student, and he’s picking up quickly! Fabien was absolutely right to identify the hierarchy among the four Alphas based on where Master Anthony placed them in the house! I love clever, genuine faggots like Fabien!
There’s more to this event, but I’m going to separate the second part from this one to isolate what happened next! Stay tuned!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the experiences of a French faggot named Fabien who has been claimed by his straight Alpha friend Anthony. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
The bravado and fearlessness of young Alphas is breathtaking. At that age they experience a constant rush of testosterone and adrenaline, and that causes them to express dominance in bold, surprising ways. Now, when they do that with other Alphas, it leads to fights. But when they express their dominance with submissive personalities, they typically get everything they want.
I have repeatedly experienced such bursts of young Alpha dominance, which is why I have had such success in advising others on how to approach the young Alphas in their lives. Alpha behavior is predictable, mainly because of the constant needs of young Alphas I mentioned above.
A week ago I received an email from a faggot from France named Fabien. He had an interesting situation rapidly developing in his personal life:
I’ve recently discover your site while I was searching something to help me think about my situation. I am reluctantly processing that I must be what you call a beta or a faggot (gasp!) but I am quite anxious about it.
A few words to introduce me. I’m from France, I’m thirty years old and an executive in a small marketing firm. I have always lived as a straight man, as I used to like and fuck girls regularly. Most of the time, in my professional and daily life, I am a rather assertive man and in positions of leadership. But also, I must confess, I have always been quite aroused by some few males who I saw as better than me, and always liked doing things for them and earn their appreciation. I never really explored that side of myself until recently.
To lighten my rent and have a bit of company, for the last six months I’ve been sharing my flat with a roommate in his early twenties, named Anthony, a student at a top university. To give you an idea: he looks A LOT like Tom Holland, including on the muscular front. Furthermore, he is very confident, cocky, smart and funny, and for what I know, loved by everyone around him. So, as you can well imagine, I am very humbled and very impressed by him. I pride myself to be a clever, rational man, but I feel like I’m turning into a fangirl for him.
Since he’s been here with me, I couldn’t help but be more and more agreeable to him, offering to cook for him, do his laundry, his share of the housework, and so on. Also, I haven’t been too insistent about asking him to pay his share of the rent. Several times in recent weeks, when he had a tedious academic homework to do, I offered to do it for him so he could enjoy himself. Each time, of course, as he’s a serious and bright student, he checked afterwards, but he was always satisfied with my work and it saved him a lot of time.
Over the last fortnight or so, when we’re both watching TV, he’s got into the habit of lying down on the sofa and resting his socked feet on my lap. Almost instinctively, without really paying attention, I’ve started rubbing them every time he does that. Last Friday, after returning from Christmas celebrations with his family, when we were in this situation again, he got up to sit facing the TV. So I stopped the massage, but he turned to me and said sternly “Hey, I didn’t tell you to stop!”. I rushed to my knees on the floor and said ‘Oh, sorry, excuse me” and started massaging his feet again. He smiled smugly and said “That’s more like it”.
I believe that, at this point, things are pretty clear, right? But I’m still nervous and unsure of what to do next. Should I go ahead and blatantly tell him that I am his bitch to use as he wants? Should I just keep going and see what he will do next? I know I sound pathetic but it’s really so new to me, I feel so confused. Can you please reassure me in any way?
Instantly I realized that this Alpha, Anthony, had already identified Fabien as a faggot. Not only that, but Anthony was also using his natural dominance to force Fabien to accept his place as a faggot so that he can take ownership of him.
Fabien was desperate to know what to do, so I advised him to really start submitting to Anthony and work up to kneeling and admitting to Anthony that he’s a faggot. I felt like I was overshooting, but Anthony felt particularly aggressive to me and I had a feeling a big confession would work with him.
But before my advice could even be implemented, Fabien wrote back with an update:
Thanks for your insight. I must admit I’m still processing things. Thinking of it arouses me and scares me at the same time.
Even today, while I’m working from home, Anthony (that’s his name, I quickly mentioned it in my mail! ^^) kept asserting his authority. This morning, he came out of the bathroom in his boxers. He stopped in front of a mirror in the shared living room and began casually stretching and flexing. I was peeking at him, mesmerized, and he suddenly said, “Hey, you know what, I could really use an upper back massage!” I impulsively went behind him, put my hands on his shoulders and massaged his back with my thumbs for a few minutes. He closed his eyes and moaned. At the end, he said, “Good job! You’re doing great, man!” and I answered “thanks” while he went in his room.
Later, at noon, as he stopped by the flat to grab a sandwich I made for him, just as he was about to leave, he pointed to his sneakers and said, “Hey, my laces are untied”. Without even thinking, I put one knee down to tie them for him. He just replied “Nice one. Have dinner ready by 8 p.m. Enjoy your afternoon, bye!” and left.
As I am writing to you, I am just realizing something: he never says “please” or “thank you”! He says what he wants, gets it from me, and expresses his satisfaction, but never says “please” or “thank you”! What’s more, I was actually the one to thank him for massaging his back!
I’m in the middle of a turmoil. I cannot deny the obvious, and yet I’m anxious as hell to take any step further. But I’ll think carefully about your advice, I promise.
So now it was apparent that something big was happening with Anthony. He wanted something from his roommate/faggot Fabien. I warned Fabien to prepare himself because Anthony was going to make a bold move of some kind.
Then it happened:
I am a coward. I did not follow your advice the other day. After dinner, I simply sat down on the ground, at Anthony’s feet, while we were watching TV. But things have gone crazy since then.
Yesterday morning, as Anthony walked around in the living room in his boxers, he pointed to a stain on the floor that I should clean. I knelt on the floor to do it, while he looked at me. And when he said “Well done”, without even thinking, instinctively, I bent down to kiss his feet! When I hesitantly looked up, he didn’t look surprised at all, but was instead grinning from ear to ear. He ran his hand through my hair and said “good boy” then went to his room. I was blushing with embarrassment.
I spent the day out, but on that evening, as I came in, he was on the couch, he told me he wanted me to drive him tomorrow for the day to buddies of his, some miles away.
I’m trying to accurately reproduce the discussion we had then. But I’m shaking furiously just thinking about it.
“So you just assume I’m going to cancel my plans to drive you there and back?”
“Yes, you are” he said with a cocky grin.
“You take me for granted, do you?”
“Why wouldn’t I?” he said with a shrug. “I’m used to get whatever I want. People are always bending over backwards to please my every whim. I’m just that great! Isn’t it why you kissed my feet this morning?”
I blushed. I was both very excited and very irritated. I replied: “And so you think you’re entitled to everything?”
“I know I am. Some men are just better. Look!”
Then, he put his foot on the corner of the coffee table. He snapped his fingers, pointing to his black leather boot, and calmly said: “Lick the bottom of my boot”.
“Why would I do this?”
“Because it pleases me.” he just said, leaning back with his hands behind his head.
I thought for a second I was going to shout at him, but I spontaneously knelt down and did what I was told. I licked the dirt off the sole of his boot. Anthony was smiling so smugly! My heart was thundering!
He straightened up and leaned towards me and said: “So, what are you doing tomorrow, boy?” I paused for a moment, and I replied: “I’m driving you wherever you want to go, Sir.” “That’s more like it. That’s a good boy” he said.
Then, I remembered your words, and I added: “Thank you for allowing me to serve you, Sir. Thank you for helping me to understand I’m born to serve a superior Man like you, Sir.”
He beamed more than ever and just said: “I knew I would eventually break you.”
And by the way: I’m writing this e-mail while waiting for him in the car while he’s having fun with his friends, ready to take them somewhere else if need be.
Anyway. I couldn’t escape my destiny. I’m a bit scared, but so be it.
BRAVO!
This is such an astounding moment, one that crystalizes the natural dynamic between a straight Alpha and a faggot who both accept their roles. Anthony is such a pure example of young Alphahood, full of cocky self-confidence. But it’s Fabien who really impressed me. Despite his own embarrassment and frustration about his submissiveness, he followed the lead of his faggot instincts and surrendered to Anthony’s power. If more faggots followed these instincts (rather than hide behind false masculinity), so many more would find purpose in more meaningful ways!
There’s more to this rapidly-developing story, but I wanted to start here with Anthony’s ascension and Fabien’s submission. It’s a near-perfect beginning!
The following post is part of a thread detailing the awakening of a straight God Alpha named Kenzo by his lifelong faggot Kevin. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
I understand how my brother Kevin feels right now. It’s overwhelming to understand and accept that you’re a faggot, and that a powerful Alpha has taken ownership of you. For me, it was Master Aaron. For Kevin, it’s Master Kenzo.
The thrill of discovery, the deep satisfaction of submission, and the comfort of finding your place are all emotions that flood through an owned faggot at random moments. It’s so powerful that you want to scream it from the rooftops.
Rather than doing that, Kevin decided to write his Master Kenzo a letter. Here it is:
For 2025, I have sent my first New Year greetings to the sunshine of my life, the Man I adore and worship, Kenzo.
I wish to share the long message I sent Him :
“Dearest Kenzo, my Alpha, my Master, my God,
As the New Year begins, I cannot adequately express how grateful I am to You being in my life. But I’d like to try.
You are an amazing, incredible, superior Man. You are even more than that, more than a Man. You are the most exceptional being. You simply have it all: You have the beauty, the strength, the charisma, the authority, the confidence…Everyone You know revolves around You. Simply being in Your presence is an incredible privilege. You are the epitome of Male Superiority.
I have been blessed to know You since You were a young boy – but You were already special, better than the others. Since my teenage years, I’ve done my best to protect You, to help You, to advise You, to please You in any way I could. I saw You quickly becoming a real hunk, ready to conquer life, far superior than other human beings. Far superior than me.
I’ve always loved doing things for You. But it took me a long, too long time to fully understand what was at work. But now, at last, I see things more clearly than ever. You are my destiny. You are my purpose. You are my everything. It was my natural role to help raise You. And now, it’s my natural role to give You everything You are entitled to: obedience, loyalty, worship. Power. I was born to serve You, to worship You, to awaken Your Godhood.
I live only for Your glory and Your power. My very existence is to please You. Any quality, any skill, any virtue I might have is only worth if it benefits You.
Your place is at the very top of Hierarchy. My place is to be your footstool to reach the top. Because You are a God Alpha and I am a faggot. Your faggot. Your slave.
Thank You. Thank You for Your existence. Thank You for Your superiority. And thank You for allowing me to serve You, for making me see the truth about You and me.
Dearest Kenzo, my Alpha, my Master, my God, I wish for You the most wonderful 2025 Year, for You and everyone You hold dear. I cannot wait to see You shine more than ever.
I am deeply honored to forever be
Your most humble, Your most obedient, Your most devoted slave
Kevin”
Perfection!
UPDATE!
Master Kenzo replied to Kevin’s extraordinary letter with a response just as awesome!
READ:
Kevin, my beloved slave,
I am proud to own you. I am proud to have such a smart, wise, talented boy at My feet.
For as long as I can remember, you have always been there for Me. I know you will always be. You always did a great job serving Me. I know you will never disappoint Me.
I want you to know you are a most valued part of My Kingdom. You will always have a place of honor at My feet. Because you’re Mine.
I can tell you: 2025 is going to be a great year for Me. And so, for you as well.
Get ready for what’s coming.
Happy New Year to you, slave!
Your God,
Kenzo
Isn’t it amazing? Master Kenzo is a straight Alpha who has ascended to God Alpha status and has fully embraced this purpose. He’s a married Alpha with kids, and now he also owns a faggot!
The following post is part of a thread detailing the awakening of a straight God Alpha named Kenzo by his lifelong faggot Kevin. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
When an Alpha claims a faggot and starts using it, so many changes take place between both the Alpha and the faggot. For the Alpha, his power vastly increases and his new view of the world (through the lens of Hierarchy) makes all things possible. For the faggot, it humbles itself and understands the benefits of serving selflessly. For both, there comes a seismic shift in consciousness as each one comprehends the natural power of Hierarchy across their life and how it connects them to a much larger social structure.
For new faggots, this shift in consciousness is truly profound. Some of that is due to the fact that the faggot must surrender whatever masculinity and autonomy it thought it had. But there is also a need for a faggot to embrace that word “FAGGOT” as an identifier. I’ve written many times about the psychological importance of the word “faggot” and how accepting it helps a faggot deepen its appreciation of its purpose. I’ve done social experiments with faggots online, coaxing them to admit to a group of strangers that they are a faggot, which led to some breaking down in tears of joy. Why the extreme reaction? Because most faggots live in a twilight world of lies and self-deception, and it’s only when they openly admit that they are faggots that those lies are lifted away and there is an exhilaration of newly-felt freedom. They realize it’s okay to be a faggot, that they have purpose as a faggot. Hierarchically-speaking, faggots are just as natural as Alphas.
In my previous post about Master Kenzo breeding his faggot Kevin, I quoted Kevin as saying the following: “Having His godly seed within me make me feel a better man.“ When he said that in our conversation, I originally let it go and kept talking to him about the experience of being bred by Master Kenzo.
But anyone who knows me knows I don’t miss those little moments to teach truth. So after a while, I circled back to it. I quoted the line above and responded thusly:
“You are not a Man. You’re a faggot owned by a Man.”
At this point I’d never heard Kevin refer to himself as a faggot. He always characterized his service to Master Kenzo as something a friend would do for another friend he loves. But that is NOT what is really happening between Master Kenzo and Kevin, and I just couldn’t let Kevin go on living a lie.
Kevin continued to deflect: “You’re right of course, forgive me. I meant that having His godly seed within me made me closer to be a man than I could ever be.”
Wrong again! So I became even more specific: “But Men don’t have the cum of other Men inside them. His breeding of you is replacing your DNA with his. His cum is replacing your thoughts with thoughts of him. You are his property now.”
Kevin somewhat conceded my point: “Yes I am. Thanks for putting things so clearly!”
And then Kevin started asking me questions about cunting and what that entails. I was afraid Kevin still didn’t understand my point about being a faggot.
Then, out of nowhere, Kevin broke the conversation with this: “Sam, I think I’m truly processing some things only just now. I am not just a beta male who happens to submit to his superior young best friend. I. Am. A. Faggot.”
“I AM A FAGGOT.”
“I am Kenzo’s slave! I AM MASTER KENZO’S SLAVE!”
And then, after a pause, Kevin added: “Oh Sam my brother, that is so liberating!”
With acceptance comes a deeper understanding of our larger role within the tapestry of Hierarchy, roles we fulfill whether we are aware of it at the time or not. With Kevin finally embracing the term “faggot” and understanding how it perfectly describes what he is to Master Kenzo, he began to see everything differently: “Sam I’m starting to think that it’s not a coincidence that I met Kenzo when He was a little boy and that I mentored Him all his life. I feel like I was destined to be His slave, to be the Awakener of a God. For so long I thought I was like an older brother to Him, but I was actually the servile preceptor of a young God! I feel so privileged!”
Then Kevin boiled down his new understanding of purpose through the use of the word “faggot”: “My very existence is to be His slave. My life has no other meaning than serving Him.”
Like I said earlier in this post, faggots who confront and embrace the word “faggot” and its meaning tend to have overwhelming feelings of joy mixed with fear. The word is so specific and so true that it cuts through all of the lies and misconceptions and perfectly distills purpose. Once a faggot is cornered by the power of the word “faggot” and forced to confront it, there is no turning back.
And that’s exactly what happened with Kevin during our conversation. He concluded this way: “Oh dear sam I’m overwhelmed with emotion! I’m almost shaking! My heart is so full of adoration for Him I think it’s going to explode!”
This is the exact right response!
I hope you can see from this dialogue how faggots subtly mislead themselves, and the result when a faggot accepts the label of “faggot” and all that entails. I’m so proud of my brother Kevin for going through this process with me, as well as Master Kenzo for using Kevin in such a way that he was able to accept his purpose!
Hierarchy is more than simply an explanation of sociological or sexual preferences. It is a pathway that each of us travels to understand ourselves and our purpose. Embracing our own truth gives meaning and direction to our lives!
Today it was Kevin’s turn to accept what he is. Tomorrow, will it be you?
The following post is part of a thread detailing the awakening of a straight God Alpha named Kenzo by his lifelong faggot Kevin. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
As I said in the previous post (and really, throughout my writing on Hierarchy), straight Alphas use faggots sexually. They do this despite not even feeling any sexual attraction toward males or faggots. They fuck faggots because Alphas have an instinct to breed, using their cum as a marking device to claim others as their property. Underneath that instinct is an Alpha’s need for dominance and power.
Let’s face it: when a Man fucks another male, he’s taking away anything about that male that might qualify as masculine. He reinforces Hierarchy through every fuck. All of this confuses little Men who do not see the greater truth of Hierarchy, but Alphas (who are not only Kings of Hierarchy, but also its policemen) fully understand this truth. Alphas are not bound to the lifestyle rules of inferior society.
The “rules” apply even less to God Alphas like Master Kenzo, owner of his first faggot Kevin.
Once I heard that Master Kenzo had used Kevin a few times for oral service/worship, I figured it was only a matter of time before he would fuck Kevin. This is the pattern I’ve seen repeatedly from straight Alphas I’ve served personally or that I’ve interviewed. It seems that once a straight Alpha gets head from a faggot and realizes it doesn’t automatically “turn him gay”, they suddenly realize that they can literally do whatever they want with anyone they want.
So it wasn’t much of a surprise when Kevin wrote to me a couple of days ago with some dramatic news.
Last Saturday, for the first time, Kenzo fucked my ass!
I was thrilled by this, of course, and asked for the story.
So, to give some context, I organized and paid for Kenzo and His whole family (including his mother, aunts and uncles and cousins) to spend a week in a luxury mountain chalet for Christmas. They left last Sunday and are thoroughly enjoying their vacation. And last Saturday, on the eve of his departure, Kenzo generously decided to spend one last evening with me. While he was lying on the couch watching a Christmas comedy on TV, I was on my knees on the floor massaging His feet. At the end of the film, He said to me: “You’ve really outdone yourself this time, Kevin. I’m going to love this week in the mountains.” I beamed and replied, “I want to be the best servant You can have, because You deserve nothing less.”
And then He grinned. He told me that even though I served Him very well and that I had gotten better and better at worshipping His cock, there was something we had never done, something He felt very horny to try. I immediately understood what He meant. He said quite gravely: “I’m sure you’re anxious about it, otherwise you would have already begged me to do it. I don’t want to hurt you. If you don’t feel ready, we can discuss it further when I get back.” I hesitated for a few seconds but reminded myself of my duties and my priorities as a beta male. I looked Him straight in the eyes and said: “You are the one who matters. Nothing is more important to me than Your happiness and Your pleasure. Nothing. My existence is to serve You. Your desire comes first, always. I am Yours to use, in any way You want.” After a brief silence, He sent me to wait for Him in His bedroom (that is, the master bedroom at my place, which is reserved for him) and joined me a few minutes later. My fate was sealed.
And then he fucked me. I don’t know how long it lasted, I was in a daze. He came into my ass several times, in several positions. At first, I was bent over on my belly on the bed. After a while, he put His foot close to my head, and I kissed and licked it passionately. Soon afterwards, He put His foot UPON my head. I could hear Him moaning in delight, my head pressed against the mattress by His foot, while His huge, hard cock was going back and forth in my ass. I’m sure you guess how I was feeling! I fully felt that I really belonged there, under His foot, suffering for His pleasure. And despite the pain, I felt a strong sense of fulfillment and accomplishment. I couldn’t stop whispering “Thank you Master, thank you Master, I love You, I love You”. It was incredible.
And then later, He ordered me to turn around. He wanted me on my back, so we could look at each other face to face. I gawked at Him and I was impressed. I’ve always loved His virile beauty, but there was something different this time. His muscles were more prominent than ever. There was a beastly rage in His handsome face, and His eyes were filled with a fiery fire. He was both gorgeous and scary! While fucking me and looking me in the eyes, He said “Who am I to you?” I immediately answered “You’re my Alpha, my Master, my God! You’re so powerful! You’re so better than me! You’re an exceptional superior being!”. And then I couldn’t help but go on and on and on, I couldn’t stop yelling. “I adore You so much! You mean the world to me! I’d do anything for You!” and all this kind of things. The words just came out of my mouth without even thinking. And while I was speaking, He was smiling proudly. Always with that rage in His eyes.
After He came the last time, He stood for a few moments, both of us out of breath. Then suddenly, he grabbed my ankles and violently pulled me out of bed and onto the floor. And he shouted “Worship me! NOW!” I rushed on my belly in front of him and kissed his toes fervently, while muttering “I adore You, Master, You are a living God, You are everything to me.”
I felt He was gradually calming down. He finally ordered me to get up. I stood shyly in front of Him, who’s a head taller than me, my shoulders tucked in and my head bowed, not daring to look at Him. And then, He took my head in His hands and kissed me on the forehead. I felt a great warmth run through my body! He took me in his arms and pressed my face against his chest. I felt so protected and safe! “You’re such a great beta. You’re my best friend. Always have been. You make me live the life of a king. I love you,” He said. I felt so happy and at the same time so undeserving!
He left for the chalet with his family the next day. Since then, I’ve had a great Christmas Eve with my own family, but I think about Him all the time. He’s always been the greatest sunshine in my life, and since I’ve finally submitted myself fully to Him, it is like I’m constantly reaching new heights of happiness and fulfillment.
A couple of takeaways from this incredible first fuck. First of all, Kevin perfectly describes the “Alpha rage” I’m always talking about. Alphas have incredible power coursing through them, and when they unleash that power (particularly when it’s “safe” to do so, like when fucking faggots) it is an awesome sight to behold.
Secondly, I was extremely impressed with Master Kenzo’s innate understanding of aftercare. I assume Master Kenzo learned the importance of post-fuck comforting from his dealings with females, but aftercare is particularly important when an Alpha fucks his faggot due to the often violent nature of the encounters. For Kevin, who was a virgin before that night, aftercare was deeply impactful.
Thirdly, I was blown away by Master Kenzo’s use of his feet while fucking Kevin. Like most Alphas, Master Kenzo loves having his feet worshiped. So he placed his foot near Kevin’s face (which Kevin wisely used as an opportunity to worship him) and then placed his foot right on Kevin’s head. I was eager to find out if Master Kenzo regularly did that with females, or if it was something that came out of him only while he was fucking his faggot.
So I asked Kevin.
Since their date anniversary, I have been privileged enough to be invited to sleep in their room with Him and His girl from time to time, and worship them while He fucks her, and I have never seen Him fuck her with foot on her face, so I don’t know if He already did that before.
I pointed out to Kevin that foot worship seems to be a key that unlocked Master Kenzo’s dominance.
Yeah I think so! He has already told me that the very first time I greeted Him by kissing His feet, it awakened something in Him! I must say I just love how He was assertive and imperious while fucking me and commanding me to worship Him, and then became once again gentle and tender. I am so fucking lucky to serve a God Alpha with whom I have a strong bond and who genuinely cares for me. Even if I always feel I don’t deserve it.
Master Kenzo returned from vacation after a few days, and I’m sure you can guess what happened then!
Kenzo came back from vacation yesterday. He passed by His second home, and I can tell you I got His cum all over my face and in my mouth and my ass! My ass is still a little sore, but I feel so great! Having His godly seed within me make me feel a better man.
Oh and also, interestingly, I asked Him about the foot in the face thing during fucking, and asked if He ever did that with His girlfriend. He answered “Of course not! She’s a Lady, the mother of my heirs! I already did that, but only with side chicks, to remind them of their place”. I know He fucks other girls from time to time (as far as I know, His woman knows and is fine with it). He told me that the very first time He put His foot on a head while fucking was when one of these side girls begged Him to dump His girlfriend and to settle with her instead. “The bitch had the nerve to think she could replace my chosen Queen! I immediately fucked her ass while stomping her head with my foot to put her in line! She apologized and begged for mercy.” I fucking love that side of Him! And so, He loved that very much and did it again just for pleasure, and it felt natural for Him to put me under His foot!
While He was fucking me, I often heard Him moaning and whispering things like “It’s so good to be Me! Oh I love to be the King!” It made my heart explode! At the end, He was lying on his back with his hands behind his head while I fervently worshipped his feet, and He said again “It’s so great to be a God.”
Remember when I talked about Alpha Ascension? Alphas have the unique ability to use experiences to grow into higher levels of power. Their hunger for power and worship becomes insatiable, and they take ownership of everyone and everything in their lives. What Master Kenzo has done with his newly-claimed faggot is just the start of the Kingdom he is destined to build around himself.
Master Kenzo is no longer just a straight Man or just a straight Alpha. He’s above these others, beyond them. He has ascended to a lofty position at the upper reaches of Hierarchy. He has taken the mantle of God Alpha, now and forever.
Thank you, Master Kenzo, for revealing your true glory!
The following post is part of a thread detailing the awakening of a straight God Alpha named Kenzo by his lifelong faggot Kevin. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Straight Alphas who take to owning and using faggots during their Alpha development will, more likely than not, start using their faggots sexually over time. There seem to be two factors determining whether a straight Alpha will use his faggots sexually: (1) how early in life the Alpha started owning faggots, and (2) the power level of the Alpha. Straight Alphas who own faggots in their teens and early twenties will almost always use their faggots for sex at some point. And the more powerful an Alpha is, the less likely he will be to care about the sexual “rules” that society uses to dictate straight/gay behavior.
Of course I use the terms “straight” and “gay” loosely when it comes to Alpha sexuality, not because they don’t apply, but because for Alphas sex becomes primarily an expression of POWER rather than sexual attraction. It’s been completely documented by me (both in my own life, and online) that straight Alphas often use faggots sexually because they love the UNLIMITED POWER they feel, and it rarely has anything to do with sexual attraction (because their natural attraction remains for females). In fact, every straight Alpha I’ve ever talked to reports the same thing, that they never stop being attracted to females no matter how many faggots they fuck.
When I first started talking to Kevin about serving his longtime straight Alpha Kenzo, they hadn’t had any real sexual contact at that point, but I fully expected it to happen based on what I outlined above. And the more I learned about the deep way Master Kenzo was integrating his faggot into his family, the more sure I was that Master Kenzo would eventually use Kevin sexually.
For instance, there was this surprising bit of information:
Since last year, I’ve made some changes at home. Or should I say, in His second home, as we now call it. I’ve moved into a small spare room, and the master bedroom is now, well, the Master’s bedroom, and it’s exclusively reserved for him. And he has the keys to the place, so he comes whenever he likes, with or without notifying me, and sleeps in his room in his second home from time to time. Needless to say, I just freaking LOVE waking up and discovering that He is here! Sometimes He notifies me before coming and gives me some orders, like telling me to prepare some meal for Him. When I wake up to find Him at home, I obviously serve Him breakfast in bed. Sometimes I wake Him up by licking His feet or, heaven forbid, giving Him a blowjob.
Uh, what was that last part??? I asked Kevin to clarify that comment about the blowjobs.
Yeah I have sucked his cock, but not immediately, just a few months ago. We never spoke about it, but one day, He came home, He was in a sad mood. I greeted Him on my knees and kissed His feet. Then, He stared at me for a brief moment, and He pulled out his cock. We both knew instinctively what was coming. It was my very first time sucking a cock, so I can’t say I did a good job at first! But I think I’ve improved since then, in any case he seems quite satisfied, for which I’m grateful. He does cum, in my mouth or in my face, whatever he feels at the moment. Of course, I take pride in swallowing everything I can.
So it’s clear to me at his point that Master Kenzo loves owning and using his faggot just as much as he loves his woman and his kids. They are all part of his Kingdom, and all glorify him in different (but essential) ways.
Kevin wanted me to know more about his integration with Master Kenzo’s Kingdom.
I’d like to say a few words about His girlfriend. We’ve known each other for as long as they’ve been dating and we get on well, because I’ve known Her man since His childhood. When I began to serve Him financially and at home, she enjoyed it a lot. And, as far as He told me, she had very little trouble accepting I was now clearly their family’s servant, and she doesn’t resent the private time I spend with Him. She is madly in love with Him (obviously!), and she seems to accept that He deserves worship and service from me. When I serve them both at their primary home, cleaning and cooking mainly, or looking after their sons, I always greet her by kissing her feet too, now. I’m pleased to say that we both know our place. I respect her as my superior, because she can please my Master in ways I cannot and because she has given birth to His sons and heirs. And she enjoys the perks of my services and she respects what I do for the Man we both worship. So you see, I really am the very, very lucky servant of a beautiful young alpha family.
Speaking of being a servant of the entire family, Master Kenzo often entrusts his two young sons with his faggot Kevin whenever he goes on vacation with his woman (which is paid by Kevin!). And Kevin had this concern:
You see, as I told you, Kenzo has two sons, who are now four and two years old. I love them very much and have no doubt they will become great Alphas – they are from His seed, after all! They will be teenagers when I’ll be on my late thirties and my forties, so I can’t wait to watch them grow like their Father. My Master (and my Lady) often trusts me with them, and He expects me to help them realize their places in the world in due time. When I’m alone with them, I obey their whims, except those that would put them in danger, or anything else their Father warned me against. Of course, I don’t do anything that isn’t their age, I only allow myself to kiss their feet sometimes. I often wonder when and what I should explain them. Obviously, I won’t talk to them about anything sexual until they reach puberty. And I wouldn’t sexually serve them myself until they come of age. But should I help them find inferior boys their age? When should I start verbalizing their superiority over me and others? You see, as I told you, Kenzo has two sons, who are now four and two years old. I love them very much and have no doubt they will become great Alphas – they are from His seed, after all! They will be teenagers when I’ll be on my late thirties and my forties, so I can’t wait to watch them grow like their Father.
I thought this was a very keen concern Kevin expressed, one that I’m sure many Alpha fathers of sons would think about when incorporating his faggot into the mix. I recommended to Kevin that his role should be that of a butler for Master Kenzo’s kids, simply a figure of submissive servitude. Kevin shouldn’t have a role in raising Master Kenzo’s boys in any way.
Fortunately, Master Kenzo seems to share my opinion:
Hi brother! Just to follow up on what we’ve been talking about, I wanted to let you know that Kenzo and I had a very lovely and open-hearted conversation yesterday, while I was massaging His feet on my knees in front of Him. We spoke frankly about His sons and how I should give them space to their alphahood to emerge while strictly respecting boundaries. He spoke candidly to me about the joys and challenges of fatherhood at his young age and said He was glad I was there for Him like I’ve always been. It was such an intimate moment!
This is the mark of a truly powerful Alpha! To be able to listen to a faggot’s concerns, consider them deeply, and reply with thoughtful advice or direction is the mark of a natural born leader! It’s why he’s worshiped so early in his life, and why he will always be revered as a King of Kings!
Once again, I thank Kevin (and Master Kenzo) for sharing their incredible story! Hang tight, because things really get crazy in the next post!
