A little background about me and the issues I’m facing. I’m an extremely dominant black guy that works in a highly strung job. I workout, I’m in excellent shape. I would describe myself as a leader, quietly confident and straight as an arrow. I do however swing. I have been doing this for a couple of years now and a lot of my meets tend to be Hotwife/cuck meets I’m pretty hung so that tends to be the crowd I attract. Something about the dynamic and the power involved is what does it for me.let me be clear, I have never and would never do anything with one of the cucks. The most the get out of me is verbal and clean up duties when I am done. Recently I have been contacted by a fag that sent me this university. They have explained how the dynamic would be, what they would be willing to do for me and how I can have the set up basically how ever I want.
This usually wouldn’t be something I would ever consider even replying to but after reading some of the testimonials on here coupled with their persistence I feel my interest being peaked. I have been offered massages, cleaning duties, on tap oral and total submission/obedience.
Working the long hours I do plus gyming 5/6x a week means I don’t get a lot of time to really relax or even indulge in things I enjoy. Having someone I could call to destress and not be judged for what I have in store for them would really fit my life perfectly. My question is I’m not sure I could actually go through with it, how do straight guys get comfortable enough to use the fags offering themselves to them? I get times of messages from guys, I ignore them all but this message and how the dynamic was described has turned my head a little. Without being too graphic having someone I could kick back and watch deepthroat me after a long day would be perfect. That or an obedient throat I could visit and take my stress out on sounds good. I’m just struggling with the fact it wouldn’t be a woman. Let me know what you think and what you would suggest moving forward.
Sir, thank you very much for your honest, open-minded question!
First things first. Straight Alphas have been using faggots FOREVER. Ancient Greeks owned faggots, Roman gladiators used faggots on the mornings of fights, and on and on. It’s much more common than anybody in research knows because Men compartmentalize and lie about it.
Here’s a hierarchical truth, Sir: Straight Alphas use faggots sexually, but it never changes their sexual orientation. Sex therapists and psychologists who deal with male sexuality all agree that perfectly straight Men use sub gay males (they don’t call them faggots, of course), but they can’t answer the burning question of WHY straight Alphas do this.
But HIERARCHY gives us the answer: it’s because a straight Alpha being worshiped and serviced and using a faggot he owns gives him tremendous POWER unlike anything he can feel from dominating a female.
In my thirty year “career” serving/being owned by Alphas (the vast majority of whom are straight), I never saw any of them change sexual orientation. In fact, I always had to be dismissed whenever they got married to the women they loved and went on to father children.
But they loved owning me because I was their dedicated faggot, devoted to pleasing them in every way. I did the cleaning, the cooking, the laundry, the car detailing, gave them foot massages and pedicures, ran baths for them, prepared drinks for them, and used my holes to please them for however long they wanted. There’s no female like that on this planet.
Once a straight Alpha receives that kind of worshipful, selfless service, he quickly realizes that this is EXACTLY what he deserved all along. As an Alpha, you probably realize that you deserve special treatment. You’ve probably felt that your entire life. That’s why you were intrigued by what that faggot told you, and by what you read here. It pinged that inner hierarchical truth inside you, Sir. You were born with that need.
You just need to think of a faggot as a utility, or a pet. In terms of utility, a faggot functions like a Fleshlight, albeit one that will clean your house and serve you home cooked meals and do your laundry and massage your feet. And just like a Fleshlight doesn’t make you sexually attracted to toys, a faggot isn’t going to make you sexually attracted to males. But you will love the POWER it makes you feel.
And a faggot is like a pet, maybe like a faithful dog. Like a dog, a faggot lives to make you happy. No matter what you do to that dog, it will keep coming back and trying to please you. And when you tell a faggot “good boy” or “good faggot”, the faggot gets happy just like a dog. It’s funny how nature works like that, isn’t it, Sir?
Speaking of nature, hierarchy is not only a real thing (I think you already know this), but it’s the most natural thing in our world. Men have dominated and owned lesser males since the beginning. Men have owned and used males slaves, Kings have owned and used male servants, etc. It’s NATURAL for an Alpha like yourself to own and use the faggots nature made to serve you, Sir.
You asked me how to proceed, Sir. Well, I don’t know if the faggot who approached you is one you’d like to try out … but if you’re open to that faggot, I suggest you try having it clean or cook or do some chores for you, Sir. When it enters your home, you should have it greet you by kneeling and kissing your feet. And make sure it thanks you for allowing it to serve you, Sir.
And as far as physical stuff goes, I would start with having the faggot serve and worship your feet with massages, etc. I think a powerful Alpha like you will find great pleasure in that, and I think that will be a good way to open up the floodgates of your natural dominance. I think before too long you’ll be throat fucking the faggot and discovering the new levels of power you’ve been denying yourself up to this point.
There are literally no limits on Alphas who free themselves from the lies our world teaches them to restrict them, to limit them. The world is afraid of Alphas who are unleashed and fully using their power because the world doesn’t understand it. Beta males want to keep Alphas in check because they know unleashed Alphas will own them even more completely than they already do.
Faggots are the way Alphas become unleashed.
In the published version of this question I’m going to include a hot little video, Sir. It’s not terribly graphic or anything, but it’ll perfectly illustrate a truth about this hierarchical dynamic.
I sincerely hope I have been able to help you, Sir. It’s always a thrill to be able to help unlock hierarchical truth for great Alphas like you. If you have any questions you want to ask me privately, please feel free to contact me at hierarchyuniversity@gmail.com.
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!
You may remember the previous post about Master Kenzo utterly cucking and enslaving a former straight so-called Alpha bully he once knew in high school by banging his wife and then forcing him to swallow his cock and cum. If you haven’t read that devastating account, I highly recommend that you catch up by CLICKING HERE, because here comes the even wilder PART TWO!
So when we last left this cuck, he was having any last shred of masculinity surgically removed through his throat by Master Kenzo’s Alpha cock. Master Kenzo got this supposed “Alpha” who used to pick on weaker people in high school to admit that he was Master Kenzo’s slave. And then he swallowed Master Kenzo’s load. Mission accomplished, right?
Um, no. You don’t know Master Kenzo if you think that’s far enough. You see, Master Kenzo is a God Alpha, and like most gods he has a pitiless wrath that scorches the earth and leaves nothing alive that resists his will. The suggestion that he has devastated an inferior male enough is almost a challenge that pushes Master Kenzo to show he has greater power than that.
And that’s exactly what he did with his new cuck faggot. Read on:
It’s time I completed the story of this first couple’s enslavement.
As I told you, when I came in the mouth of My former school mate, I saw his male pride slipping away. But not yet totally, not yet definitively, in truth. He put up more resistance to Me, for the last time, shortly afterwards.
A few days later, I was watching TV while he was massaging My feet, after I’d fucked his wife who was resting in their bed. I was telling him how I made her shout with ecstasy, how she said I was a better lover than he was. He was red with shame and despair. Then, suddenly, I asked him: “Tell Me, I hope by now you have renounced your desire to sire children, haven’t you? You’ve accepted it will never happen?” He was taken aback. I said calmly “I mean, come on! You are no longer a real man. You are even lucky I still allow you to fuck your wife, if you can still manage to do so. But you will never father a child. It’s a privilege I reserve for an Alpha like myself. The only children your wife will bear, the only children you will raise, will be from My seed.”
This time, he got angry. He really did. I had to subdue him by force, as I’d done in high school to punish him for bullying the weaker kids. At the end, when I finished beating him up, he was lying on the floor, his nose bloody, My foot solidly on his face pinned to the ground. I told him: “You will never disobey me again. Do you understand?” “Yes, yes, sorry, I beg your pardon…” he whimpered. I made him swear. He swore. Then I explained to him: “Good. Therefore, you will undergo a vasectomy. Let your downfall be final.” He weakly protested, begged for My mercy. “Please, no… Please don’t do it…” I answered: “Count yourself lucky I’m not forcing you into a penis removal! I’m merciful, I’m only sterilizing you.” Of course, in the following days, he complied.
This former minor Alpha male, who planned to perpetuate his genes, is now seeing his lineage end forever. Because I have decided so.
After that, he never truly resisted again. He only whined and moaned when I fucked his ass, then when I pissed on him. He has fully accepted his defeat.
And you know the best part? His wife is now pregnant with My child. In autumn, My first child out of wedlock will be born. My cuck slave will have the privilege of raising him or her, but of course I’ll make sure he does it with all the respect and care due to the fruit of My seed.
So that’s how I acquired My first heterosexual couple as slaves to My desires. Since then, I’ve acquired a second one. It was much easier: a couple of young, cute, enthusiastic fantasizers. They were looking for a threesome with a dominant male to spice up their relationship, and heard about Me from one of My slaves. They contacted Me to offer themselves to Me, begging Me to fuck her and dominate him. I agreed, of course, and it was great fun. They were really sweet. They worshipped my cock together, face to face, on their knees. It was like they were mouth kissing each other, but with my cock between them. This experience really brought them closer as a couple.
They loved it so much they came back for more! I agreed on one condition: that the guy get a vasectomy. They hesitated for a while. But they eventually submitted. From now on, I’ll make it a condition for any straight couple to have the privilege of worshipping Me together: sterilization of the beta male. Only I get to create life. If they’re lucky, they’ll have the huge honor of raising a child born of Me.
I have more to tell you, faggot. But that’s more than enough for now, I think. We’ll see later.
See what I mean? It wasn’t nearly enough for Master Kenzo to throat fuck the guy and feed him his load. Instead, Master Kenzo decided to take away the cuck fag’s procreative powers altogether and force him to raise His children! DEVASTATING! To top it off, Master Kenzo fucked his load into the cuck fag’s ass, taking away anything the cuck fag might hang onto as a “Man”. That part of the cuck fag’s life is completely gone forever.
I’m so excited to hear that Master Kenzo has impregnated the cuck fag’s wife! This is what Alphas do with their superior cocks and superior cum! They lay claim to human property through breeding and feeding these conquered ones. That way they are transformed genetically by it, inexorably enslaved by the power of it. Just look at what Master Kenzo’s Alpha cock and Alpha jizz has accomplished in the establishment of righteous hierarchical principles!
Fortunately for the second couple that they were more accepting of Master Kenzo’s frontal assault! Their almost joyous celebration of Master Kenzo’s power and control is exactly what Alphas want and expect from their prey.
But don’t miss this point: Master Kenzo LOVES the fight of the cuck fag the same way a fisherman loves the fight of a prize-winning fish hooked on his line. In the end, they will all submit and obey every word of his every command and end up mounted on his trophy wall!
Master Kenzo is an ultimate hunter, a straight God Alpha of insurmountable power. This is only the beginning of what is coming!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the hierarchical adventures of a 19-year-old straight Alpha from France named Master Jerome as he takes ownership of his first three faggots. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!
Nightingale (n) – 1. a small bird known for its melodious chirp that was in ancient times considered to be a symbol of mercy and good fortune. 2. The surname of Florence Nightingale, a caretaker known as the inventor of modern nursing.
Do you know what separates truly great Alphas from the rest? Their HEARTS. God Alphas aren’t just extremely powerful Alphas who are revered by other Alphas. No, they’re also Alphas so respectable and lead with such heart and integrity that they alter the world around them.
Straight Master Jerome is just 19 years old, but he is leading in ways that lesser Alphas cannot comprehend! Keep reading to find out why!
You see, Master Jerome has been on a mission to claim the three faggot friends of his sister this summer. They are his first faggots! So far he has claimed Fags A and B perfectly, and now he had his sights set on claiming the last prize: Fag C!
But then a most unexpected thing happened. Here’s Master Jerome:
This is Master Jerome again. I wanna update you about my attempt to conquer Fag C.
As I did with Fag A and B, I approached him subtly. I texted him asking for advise on how to start practicing yoga. Besides being a dancer, he’s also a yoga instructor, so he was very open from the beginning, and I noticed that I could use this topic to approach him. After a few days, I told him that I’d love to see him practicing yoga and he sent some videos of him in very sexy positions. That was the moment to conquer my sweet Fag.
I told him that I wanted to have some individual sections with him. I started genuinely trying to learn yoga, but it didn’t take long for him to notice how hard I was. I was more than ready to put him on his knees and feed him a load. But when I touched him and we started kissing I felt he wasn’t very comfortable, then I stopped, and we just kissed. Later that day, I texted him asking how he was feeling. I didn’t want to scare the Fag. He said he was fine, but opened his heart about what was going on.
He told me that his first boyfriend, when he was 18 y.o., loved to breed him, but one day invited other guys to breed him to. He was not very comfortable with that, but he obeyed his bf’s wish because he didn’t want to disappoint him. Apparently, this guy enjoyed to see armys of Alphas breeding the sweet fag and the boy couldn’t stop him from inviting more and more men. After serving as a cumdump for dozens of men, his former Alpha one day told him that one of the other guys had hiv and it was too late for him to do anything because the breeding had happened a month before.
The boy was devastated and, to make things worse, his horrible bf broke up with him because he didn’t want a fag with hiv. Fag C was 18, couldn’t talk about it with his homophobic family, and had no information about hiv at all. His world fell apart. Thanks to his passion for ballet and yoga, he could manage to find purpose in life. But since he found out about his hiv status, he hasn’t let any man touch him.
I felt so bad that I immediately went to his house and asked if we could talk in person. He cried a lot telling me the whole story again in person. I followed my instincts and hugged him. The only think I said was “nobody will hurt you again” and “please, let me take care of you.” We spent the night together, I promised him to support him to overcome this trauma, and he explained to me all the medicine he takes to control the virus. After some hours, I kissed him again and he asked if I wasn’t disgusted by him. And I said that I would never be disgusted by such a perfect boy like him.
After all this time without a man, the fag was desperately in need of some good dick and cum. Once he felt comfortable in my arms, I didn’t need to do anything else. He asked me with a sexy timid smile if he could suck my dick. I told him that he didn’t need to do it if he wasn’t comfortable, but he said something that showed to me that I was born to take care lonely fags like him: “you’re the only man that made me want to suck a dick in such a long time, I wanna serve you”
I put my dick out and I could feel how hungry he was. He licked my balls, kissed my crotch and my legs, and gave me such an amazing head. I don’t know if it sounds crazy, but although his blowjob skills were as good as Fag A and B, I could feel that it was different for him. It was a moment of liberation, serving a man without any fear or pressure. I knew how traumatized he was of being a cumdump for multiple men, so I was ready to cum on the floor. But when I told him I was getting close, he held my cock, and put his tongue out, taking my thick load, which he swallowed without any complaints. He looked up, with a beautiful smile, still licking some cum from his lips, and just said “thank you for this”
I was born to conquer fags. But most importantly I was born to rescue and protect fags. Fag C was devastated and crying when I arrived in his house. After I used him, he had a mouth full of cum and a beautiful smile in his face. That’s the true purpose of an Alpha. I hate his ex-bf and I hate the was he was used before, but now I will make sure that he will have what any Fag deserves: protection, safety, and purpose.
I have not bred him yet. I will need to be very careful to fuck and breed him without triggering anything bad. He confessed to me that doggy style is very traumatic for him because that’s the position his Alpha would put him for dozens of men to fuck, often without even seeing their faces. I told him that we won’t rush and, when he feels ready, he will ride my dick to feel completely comfortable. My plan is to start fucking him like that, and breed him in missionary position, while kissing his face to see if he’s okay.
From now on, my moral duty will be taking care of him and my other boys. I won’t let any men traumatize my fags again.
When I read this I started crying. I was so horrified that an Alpha would do that to a faggot who trusted him, but also by Master Jerome’s incredible response! This is the response of a God Alpha who is in complete control of all things and totally confident in himself! The depth of his compassion and comprehension floored me!
And before anybody starts any nonsense, let me clear the air: what Master Jerome is doing is perfectly safe. We know from 45 years of HIV research that it is nearly impossible for HIV to be transmitted to the insertive partner during sex. That’s why straight Men who do not do intravenous drugs/blood transfusions do not get HIV regardless of how many HIV+ females they fuck unprotected. It takes an enormous amount of viral particles entering the bloodstream to seroconvert someone, and there’s simply no way for that to happen to a Man fucking someone or kissing them (saliva largely destroys HIV). And I’m sure Fag C is on a common HIV drug like Biktarvy and likely is nondetectable anyway.
In other words, Master Jerome is in NO DANGER AT ALL.
I’m so glad that Master Jerome had the compassion and composure in the moment to give Fag C his dick and cum! From Master Jerome’s description, it sounds like the faggot was STARVING for it like a baby bird! This gives Fag C the opportunity to feel NORMAL again after its world was turned upside-down by its cruel previous owner, as well as a chance to emotionally heal!
Again, I’m floored that Master Jerome understood this and granted the faggot that fulfillment!
I also love how Master Jerome is planning to fuck and breed Fag C in a special way that will claim the faggot appropriately while also considering the fag’s needs. Clearly, the faggot is suffering from post-traumatic stress, and Master Jerome is treating it kindly and thoughtfully! So incredibly beautiful!
But most of all, I love that Master Jerome views all three of these faggots as HIS PROPERTY TO PROTECT AND CARE FOR! They are his pets, his special possessions. They belong to HIM now. Beneath his great wings these faggots will be safe and cherished and trained and fulfilled through use!
Not only is Master Jerome ascending to God Alpha status, but he’s also revealing himself to be the epitome of a Protector Alpha as well. Oh how I wish other Alphas had even a sliver of the power and compassion of Master Jerome, a Man in the very greatest sense of that most awe-inspiring word!
I thank and praise you, Master Jerome, for everything you are and everything you will become! All faggots belong to you, and all Alphas should learn from you! Thank you for allowing me to be a part of your journey to God Alphahood, Master!
Yours,
sam the faggot
P.S. The title of this post is “Nightingale” for another reason. When I was rescuing Baby Boy from Syria and things look bleak, one day I received a text from Baby Boy with a link to a video by Demi Lovato called “Nightingale”. I immediately opened it in my car. The song is about someone broken begging for help and comfort from someone strong to save them.
It was Baby Boy’s cry for help from me. And believe me, I immediately began crying, too!
As any longtime readers know, I successfully rescued Baby Boy and he’s safe. That song “Nightingale” carried me the whole way, and continues to touch me.
And I leave it here for those like Fag C who feel lost and broken, and begging for a great God Alpha like Master Jerome to rescue them!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the rise and development of Master Shane (nickname: Tank), a straight God Alpha who rose to hierarchical power under the guidance of Master Dino and Master Chad. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!
Trust me, I feel your pain.
The intersecting true stories of Alphas and faggots coming from Master Dino’s mountain sanctuary is so bewildering and seemingly impossible that I have a hard time keeping up with it. When something happens with any one of them my inbox is flooded with emails describing it from each perspective, and it’s my job as a reporter to try and streamline a narrative that makes some sort of sense.
Now why is this so important to me? Because I’ve fallen in love with these Alphas and faggots and their absolutely insane and fulfilling lifestyle! There simply is no better example of the power of pure hierarchical truth than Master Dino’s extended (and rapidly growing) family safeguarded at his heavily-guarded Compound in the hills.
I plan to create a flowchart to outline the current players involved in this sprawling, Yellowstone-like saga (because frankly I NEED THE HELP, just like you do!).
At Master Dino’s Compound there are many faggots, many with (literally) colorful names (they’re labeled by colors and are referred to as “the rainbow”). Then there are several God-level Alphas: Master Dino, his sons Master Chad and Master Dean, and then two “adopted” sons, Master Cal and Master Shane (Tank).
But let’s try to focus on the primary subject of this post: the glorious Master Shane.
Readers of FWA (the previous incarnation of this site) are probably somewhat familiar with Master Shane. Admittedly, you’d need a photographic memory, because he was mentioned only fleetingly in the narrative on the old site, and I never did a full post only about him. I’ve never been able to speak directly with Master Shane; I know about him mostly from the many reams of emails I share with everyone there (you really have no idea how much work and research I do behind the scenes of what you read here).
But here’s some background: Master Chad discovered Master Shane (prior to Master Shane’s introduction to the use of faggots) at a bar. Master Shane struck an immediate impression with Master Chad because Master Shane (referred to by the locals as “Tank”) was a buff, long-haired Alpha with camera-ready good looks. The two Alphas became fast Alpha brothers, and Master Chad introduced him to the Compound and the glories of faggot worship. Soon thereafter Master Shane took a position as a security guard at the Compound, while also partaking of the fleshly pleasures of faggot service and the occasional female he and Master Chad rustled up. And, like most true Alphas there, he ascended and became more powerful under the tutelage of Masters Dino, Chad, and Dean.
And that’s where left the story when I had my unfortunate episode with the fucked-up U.S. Bureau Of Prisons.
Upon my return, there was no mention of Master Shane, and I didn’t think to ask given the weight of circumstances surrounding my faggot brother Jamie’s death.
But then two days ago I received an amazing letter directly from Master Shane himself! And, like the rest of the Alphas living at the Compound, Master Shane is expressive and erudite and a pure blast of Alpha bravado.
Here’s his letter:
It’s me, Tank. Chad says you been locked up. Was there a prisoner left without an empty bag? Lol Sorry you got caught up in shit. I like you.
I live in Ireland now. Got a little stone cottage, still own little d and jon, who was bluefaggot until Brother gave her to me. I own one more fag named paddy. She’s Irish and I got a good life. I got a book of poetry I wrote that’s selling well there and I have reams more to compile. It’s a simple, good life. The faggots serve Me well and keep Me drained. In between writing and breeding My girls several times a day, life is sweet. I get on well with the local dudes. They love to drink and fight. I’m right at home there. Thanks to Pop, I even have an Alpha buddy there and We occasionally switch fags for fun and variety but He’s a homebody like Me. Our own holes are pleasure enough except when the Manimal starts scratching to be released. Even then, I hardly ever want new holes. Those days are pretty much over. I am well served at home.
I’m here because Pop dropped in on Me last week and told Me about mommy. Fuck sam, mommy was the greatest. I still miss her sweet throat. she swallowed My 12 incher like it was a Goddamned aspirin! Fuck, she soothed My mind and pleasured My body AND showed the green kid that just showed up in her home that He was an ALPHA MALE! Pop is darker than I’ve ever seen. He used My properties and thrilled them. He also terrified them unintentionally. He’s really ready to take on the world. He will make sure to blaze a path of destruction in His rage. little d is Pop’s nephew and she said she’d never seen Pop like this but the whore loved His roughness. The pussy was hurt but she didn’t care. I love fags: a bleeding pussy is a badge of honor. I get it. It does feel kind of good hurting fags a little bit because they behave like fallen soldiers, all humble and stoic about their “war wounds” as well as proud of their accomplishments pleasing Men.
I met and like Cal and, of course, I had My Brother Dean remind Me of the Alpha fights and pleasures We used to have. He’s still a tough, intelligent Alpha dude and He sure makes bunny (excuse Me, jaye) happy. Hell, before I could get in the door that little slut had My cock out and down her throat! she is definitely a size queen. she’s made sure to drink every load I’d let her have until Dino pulled her off Me! Lol It’s great knowing I’m missed.
Finally, My Brother Chad. What can I say? He’s more of a MAN than I’ll ever be. You fucking KNOW how much I love The Savior. After We “caught up” (lol) He told Me about His Sons. Boy, is He PROUD of those Little Lords. I asked the number of kids cause it was over 40 when I left. He said 38 or 39 because 1 died and like 4 others weren’t His, the cunts were knocked up before He fucked them and after blood tests the truth came out.
I’ve been here 7 hours and the rainbow of whores have had 9 nuts from Me. And there’s a Goddamned line around the corner, waiting to ride the longest Alpha cock in the place. Lol Chad is looking over My shoulder and yelling, “Fuck you Tank. Why don’t you tell her what You been REALLY wanting from Your superior Alpha Brother?” and laughed His ass off. Fucker. You are already knowledgeable of the sessions with The Savior and He knows it but Chad deservedly likes to announce His triumphs, be they Alpha or faggot. I’m not ashamed to say I am more powerful after We tussle and He breeds Me. No other Man on earth will ever do that except My Brother. It charges My fucking batteries and then together We take all the fags until they are ravaged and passed out. I can’t explain it, don’t really care to. It’s just a fact. The Holy Savior just makes everybody fall in love. He’s the perfect balance of gentleman and serial rapist. One can’t fight Him, you just want to submit. For Me, that was a big shocker. I never wanted to get fucked by anyone before. If you remember My story, I was a hustler and a couple of times I took it up the ass because of the cash but I fucking hated it. Swore it would never happen again after I met Pop and He showed Me the world. I truly believe there isn’t a Man alive, no matter His preference, who could refuse Chad’s gifts-IF He is honest. Pop is the only one I’ve met who can dominate Chad and that’s as it should be.
But enough of that, the rainbow has lunch on the table. jaye and cc have remembered all My favs and I’m starving! Coq au vin, yellow squash casserole, biscuits and honey, Egyptian green beans, and red velvet cake! Fuck, I miss My Family. After lunch and a nut, Us Guys are headed out to hunt for holes just like the old days. Life is great, faggot. I hope things turn out as well for you, sam. I hope you got plenty of Alpha cock and cum. It’s your purpose so don’t let the world or work get in the way of fulfillment, fruit. You NEED Alpha ownership to be happy. Don’t forget yourself in your rush to enlighten your brethren. You NEED guidance and cum, never shortchange yourself. you’re a good faggot.
Dream about My cock, sam. All the faggots love My sweet pole burrowing into their holes. They may scream at first but, oh how they BEG for it once they become accustomed to its massive heft and My punishing rut. Good to talk to you, sam. Heed My advice, little hole.
Master Tank
WHEW! Did you get all of that?
A few things pop out in Master Shane’s letter:
1. Yes, Master Shane prostituted himself when he was young. He had a very troubled early life, and became a classic case of latent Alphahood. Of course, nature provided evidence of his true purpose with that 12-inch dick (someone else told me it was 12.5 inches), so his Alphahood was merely dormant and waiting for the spark provided by Master Chad.
2. Master Chad has bred or fed all of the other Alphas at the Compound except his father, Master Dino. So in pure hierarchical terms, Master Chad is the truest God Alpha among them. The other Alphas who have received Master Chad’s copious ejaculations (he has hyperspermia) report that they feel even more energized and powerful (as Master Shane mentions here). I intend to write more about this phenomena later.
3. Notice how the faggots in the Compound, despite being owned by certain Alphas, are expected to be shared properties among the Alpha brothers. This is, of course, a dream assignment for any faggot; midnight rapes, testosterone-scented sheets, unforgiving throat fucks, and torrents of cum constantly pumping into every orifice. It’s a non-stop orgy, but one filled with deep love and security.
4. As Master Shane mentioned, Master Dino stopped by Ireland to visit with him. Following the death of his fag-wife Jamie, Master Dino embarked on a globe-trotting quest to test his mettle and release the rage and pain he’s feeling from his profound loss. He’s currently in Nepal with Master Chad and training with an elite group of warriors there. I’m sure I’ll eventually know more about this.
As a writer myself, I was thrilled to learn about Master Shane’s poetry book. I can only imagine what a book of poetry from a God Alpha might be like, but I hope he will share some of it with me. These little surprises I discover from the denizens of the Compound (both Alpha and faggot) keep me forever in love with them all.
I’m just deeply grateful to Master Shane for sharing more of his life with me. As always, I’m humbled to the core to carry the words of the greatest Alphas on the planet and share them with others still learning about the deeper and more meaningful aspects of hierarchy.
Thank you Master Shane, and the rest of the Family as well!
The following is part of a thread following the development of a straight Alpha named Cal after he discovered Hierarchical Truth on this site and with the help of Master Chad and God Dino! CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!
One of the greatest discoveries in the entire history of FWA was a straight Alpha named Cal. He was approaching thirty years old when I met him via my Questions From Readers inbox. He’d been sent to FWA as a joke by one of his Alpha buddies, but what he read rattled him to the core. He recognized that the worship his inner Alpha hungered to have was being offered free of charge by adoring faggots.
That first letter from him is one of the greatest unedited cries for help I’ve ever received. He wanted to understand that, even though he’d fallen down the rabbit hole, everything he was learning was real because he wanted it all!
So I broke protocol and connected Master Cal with Master Chad, God Alpha son of God Alpha Dino. I sensed a kinship between them based on their writing styles. It turned out to be one of the best moves I ever made, because in no time flat Master Cal had left his previous life and moved to Master Dino’s heavily-guarded mountain compound.
And that’s when things really changed. First and foremost, Master Cal immediately received his first blowjob from a faggot (Jamie, Master Dino’s dearly-departed fag-wife) and it literally and figuratively blew him away. From there Master Cal was fucking every faggot hole in the place and roaring like a conquering beast.
As things got crazier and crazier (both in his life and mine) I didn’t hear much from him (although it’s all now preserved in the thread above).
But Master Cal finally wrote to me today, and it thrilled me to no end. I’m so proud to be able to share it with all of you Alphas and faggots out there, some of whom adore Master Cal almost as much as I do.
Hey fag boy,
It’s been a hot minute since we talked. Things have been hectic lately but extremely positive. It took some time to deal with the loss of mommy. If you remember she was My first fag and was really special to Me. That was her talent. she made every dude here feel like a unique and omnipotent God and like she was created just for Him. I grieved longer for her than that cunt of a “wife” I had. Jeez. Hadn’t even thought of the slash in years.
While the Dudes were on the island with mommy I was entrusted to keep things running here (which Pop praised Me for! It felt SO good to please God and make Him proud) and keep the rainbow in good shape, the ones left here with Me anyway. Since becoming one of the Family, My life has been fabulous. I got My baby, terry, and whitefaggot is a particular favorite. she loves Me almost as much as terry. And, I’m going to be a Dad in 3 months. When cunt got pregnant, Pop arranged shit with His lawyer and she signed away her rights for money. As soon as He’s born Calvin Chadwick Stanton will be coming to live with Gods. My terry can’t wait.
sam, My life is so special now and it is partially due to you. I can’t begin to think what I would be without My new Family. I have a bond with These powerful Men that strengthens My own power. I can’t say there’s any distinction between My love for My Brothers Chad And Dean but I feel closer to Chad. I suppose it’s because He showed Me the ropes and blended My teaching with raucous fun and faggot fucking. Plus, Chad was the first Brother that I double dicked a fag with. What an amazing experience. Some might see that as queer or something but I never felt more masculine as when My Brother and I came in the cunt simultaneously! Fuck faggot, I STILL get horny feeling that extraordinary power of dominance over a fag coupled with the experience of pleasure shared with Chad. Alpha Brothers forever!
I had met Tank (Master Shane) briefly before but He was leaving as I was moving in. Calmer than Chad, He’s more like Dean in demeanor. The fucker’s got the biggest cock. The faggots literally line up for a ride and a taste. While I’m not homo, I think Tank is maybe the handsomest Man I’ve seen. To compare, Chad is ruggedly handsome and masculinely sexy. Tank is masculine in the way dudes on the cover of romance novels, Long hair, chiseled features, and when He pulls out that damned Billy club of a cock fags and cunts alike start drooling. Damn, till He came along, I had the biggest! Just barely because Dean’s is only .2 inches shorter than Me.
I reread the shit about Me on the site and it regurgitated so many memories I had forgotten. Chad just fucking showing up at My pad, sitting in the truck getting sucked off then mommy showing Me what a real fucking blow job was! Meeting Pop and Dean, fucking faggots until I shot bloody cum and left fags passed out and on their periods. Getting high anytime I want, being catered to continually, and just being one of The Gods has brought a fitting completeness to My life. Even negative shit like losing 60% of My savings because of the Fanta fascist’s asinine “policies” can’t dampen My enthusiasm, plus I’m a Son of God now so such concerns are small. you can’t imagine all Pop has taught Me. When I came here I was pretty much a Alpha virgin, Pop took Me under His wing and taught Me that I was truly a MAN and what that meant. Chad and Dean showed Me how to completely take and own fags and how to enjoy My new power over humanity. Now, reading of My “awakening” I seem so fucking young and dumb. Reading of My excitement and fear of this unknown world and the horniness of that naive Kid makes Me laugh now. As a straight dude I was scared to even be in a threesome with 2 cunts. Now I am empowered sharing faggot pussy and feeling My Brother cum inside it with His cock sliding against Mine as I cum too! Fuck! It’s the most awesome, Manly charge of power that exists! And I ain’t naming names but since My awakening, there’s been an Alpha Brother or two that have sucked Me off through the years and THAT IS POWER! I still consider Myself straight because I got no desire to suck or be fucked, but just like My Brother Chad, I got no problem cumming in any hole if it makes Me hard. Women, fags, gay guys, I don’t give a fuck if I want to cum and they want My nut, I’m shooting it in them.
Speaking of Chad, did you know He’s with Pop out of the country? It would take to long to explain but when He gets back I KNOW the faggots are going to be destroyed. He’s going to be fresh off a macho bonding and ready to show His faggots who really owns them. I know My Brother and He will be pumped from His experience. Already when His name is spoken, the rainbow’s eyes light up and they start quivering. Every Goddamned one if them loves Him with every fiber of themselves. He is really excellent at making fags loyal, loving, horny, and humbly obedient.
Well faggot, I suppose I should go. Breakfast is ready and as usual, I’m famished. It’s great that cc and bunny were taught well by mommy how to cook because busting an average of 7 or 8 nuts a day makes a Man have a huge appetite. My terry is still ever devoted to Me and is really anticipating having My Son. she will know that pride that cc and bunny feel, raising the Sons of their Gods. My Boy is a privileged Child. Pop encouraged Me to be accepting of whatever My Son turns out to be. I hadn’t thought about it but He’s right, My Boy could be Alpha, beta, gay or a faggot. Nothing against you sam but I really hope He’s Alpha but even if He’s a fag I’ll still love Him and see He’s taught properly. But I just know He’s Alpha.
I would have written sooner but I was a busy mutherfucker while everyone was away. Fucking the rainbow, worrying about mommy, and watching the business kept Me going all the time. I’ve never felt so much a Man thanks to My Family and you, cock jockey. I’m grateful. Finally, at 33, I am a real MAN.
Later, faggot.
Master Cal
It’s so amazing to see Alpha Ascension happening so naturally in a pure God Alpha like Master Cal. It’s not surprising. They say that you are defined and shaped by the company you keep, and Master Cal is running with an Pack of God Alphas, maybe the most powerful Alpha collective on the planet. God Dino has created a perfect-but-intense oasis of hierarchy in its purest form at that Family Compound. There, Alphas rape and pillage and roar and wrestle and rule like lions, while the countless faggots serve as cumdumps and slaves and devoted worshipers.
It’s literally like a resort, with Alphas and faggots coming to The Compound to experience the deepest and most profound expression of Hierarchy as a lifestyle. And Master Cal is one of the newer Gods ruling over Hierarchical Heaven!
In my fag career I’ve been the “first faggot” for a number of straight Alphas, first in my everyday life, and then also online. Master Cal is one of my most memorable and proudest achievements! I’m so happy to have played a part is his ascension into the upper stratosphere of Hierarchical power!
I’ve just entered college and I’ve fucked some girls. They say my dick is thick, which is true, but I know it’s not longer the average. I am 5 inches long and 6 inches girthy on the base of my cock. I’ve been just fine breeding girls around my age, who are usually very tight. However, I’m very interested in dominating faggots as well. Do you think 5 inches are enough to fuck, cunt, and breed a fag? Fags submit much faster than girls but sometimes I have an impression that they only serve huge dicks.
I really wanna try some fag pussy but everytime I think about that I just go back breeding the girls I already know. Do you think fags in general prefer it long or thick?
Could you please give your honest opinion about that? I will not be upset at all if you tell me that my 5 inches are not enough for a fag pussy.
Thanks
Thank you for the question, Sir!
I think it’s a shame that porn and the general thrill-seeking attitude of the world have made many Men feel insecure about the size of their dicks. I suppose it’s a natural thing to be awed by a large cock.
But anybody with any sense knows there’s more to a Man than his dick size.
I’ve served Alphas with dicks your size (which falls in the “average” category) and I’ve served Alphas with 11-inch dicks. I will say that one of the best fucks I ever received was from a muscular Alpha with a dick your size (he also had a Prince Albert piercing in it, which I hated). What made the fuck wasn’t his dick size, but the way he pounded me and forcefully controlled me.
However, part of what made him such an incredible fuck is another factor: he was a powerful Alpha INSIDE. He was confident, assured, accepting of his status as a straight Alpha who deserves to be worshiped by faggots like me. He treated me like his on-call puppy dog (ask any faggot, and they’ll tell you how that feels to us). I still miss him.
The heart of the Man makes him Alpha, Sir, not his penis. If dick size had anything to do with it, then I wouldn’t know so many true faggots out there with huge, useless dicks!
You are an Alpha, Sir. You’re dominating females, and you’ll enjoy dominating and owning faggots even more. Faggots are tighter than female pussies, and they’re obedient. They seek only your pleasure. You can train them to be perfect slaves for you.
It’s YOUR RIGHT as a straight Alpha to own and use faggots however you want, Sir. Once you do, the power you’ll feel will make you forget all about the issues you have with your dick. Those faggots will make you feel like a GOD.
But just to illustrate my point, take a look at this video clip of this confident, verbal Alpha kicked-back and enjoying the service of his faggot cocksucker. This Alpha’s dick isn’t some huge porn dick, Sir. In fact, I suspect it’s close to yours (but maybe thinner). But that faggot is STARVING for it anyway!
Trust me, Sir … you have nothing to worry about! There are tons of faggots everywhere who would love a chance to be owned by you!
In honor of the passing of my dear faggot mentor Jamie, fag-wife of God Alpha Dino, I recently restored the influential threads of Jamie and Master Dino from FagsWorshipAlphas.com. It felt so good to spend the time rebuilding those threads, because the advice and passion contained in them are vital Hierarchical texts.
But there were still other threads awaiting restoration. First and foremost among them was the thread chronicling Master Dino’s firstborn son Master Chad’s rise from prolific straight Alpha breeder to God Alpha heir to Master Dino’s throne. FAIR WARNING: Master Chad’s writing is blistering and uncompromising, and if you want Hierarchy spoon-fed to you like a little baby, you should probably avoid it! LOL
But that’s not all! I also restored the thread of Master Chad’s younger twin brothers, God Alpha Master Dean and his faggot brother Jimmy. Master Dean might still be pretty young, but his intelligence and dominance have no equal. His brother Jimmy is a perfect little faggot trained well by Jamie and by nature itself. Their thread is one of purpose and hope, and I love both of them dearly.
Master Cal came out of nowhere in 2023 to illustrate why these threads are so important. A straight 30-year-old Alpha at the time, Master Cal happened to find FWA and began reading Master Chad’s journey … and Hierarchical truth hit him right between the eyes! I connected him with Master Chad, then Master Cal moved in with The Family and began experiencing faggot worship for the first time … and it LITERALLY CHANGED HIS ENTIRE LIFE!
Now’s the time to restore these threads because the lives of these incomparable Kings and their devoted faggots continue to evolve at a rapid pace. I’ve been a true witness to these events – hell, I’ve been part of it all – and I will continue to praise them until I can no longer go on.
THANK YOU, MASTER DINO and THE FAMILY for your love, generosity, and support!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the humiliations of Charlie, a cuck married to a woman who fucks an Alpha named Danny and is now forced to serve as a faggot. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
I can’t say that I know much about cuckolding besides the smattering of examples I’ve encountered while teaching Hierarchy. However, I always felt that straight males who were cucked by Alphas are really a type of unrealized faggot. The only reason why these cucks aren’t ever transformed into proper faggots is the fact that many Alphas don’t end up using the cuck as a faggot.
But here’s an example of a cuck who was converted into a real faggot by a very powerful God Alpha.
Meet Charlie:
Hi Sam, I am Charles , you can call me Charlie. I wanted to share my life as a cuckold and a faggot.
About 3 years ago I met my wife, Katie, we matched on a dating app, and decided to go an a date. I am a shy person, not a big body, I am about 5’5 and small cock. The date went fine until he whispered in my ear that she wanna have sex. And so we did it in my car, and she was utterly disappointed. She told me to leave me at an address, I asked whose house it is, she t0ld me ,”this is my ex’s house. Since you were so damn small, I am gonna ask him to fuck me. Okay bye”. She left and I went home, yet after a few days I called her and asked her for a date and she agreed. Seeing that I did not mind going out even after her going back to her ex, she did it again. “You are a nice guy but I don’t see you can pleasure me at all.” On our third date, she introduced me to Danny, her ex, any my soon-to-be master. He took us in and before I could sit, he shouted at me. “Hey dumbo, no sitting for a chump like you. Stand at the door.”I was shocked to see him like that, but then they started making out on the sofa, soon she was giving him a blowjob and then they were fucking, she was screaming loud and enjoying it. Yes , I could have never done that. This went on for a while, we would go on a date, the go to his house and they would fuck. After some time, he started to give me tasks to do. “I fuck ur girlfriend, you need to do something for me”, he said. And thus, I began to do his chores. To be honest I never mind it, as he is so damn hot, when I had first seen him, he was like a the most hunky ,strong dude with amazing abs, voice and lips. Any guy would do anything for him. But it was not just that. He soon became friends with my friends through Katie and told them about me. Katie just wanted to have sex with them and so she made me a clown for them, and soon they started to behave like my masters.
Once , I hosted a dinner for all my friends and Danny, Katie was there too, while I toiled around in kitchen, all of them started to become touchy with her, as she always begins with that. Later Danny called me and ordered me to go sleep in basement and don’t come up until we call you, and the guys laughed at me, I did notice that Katie’s panties were on floor and one of my friends, Andy had his fingers in her skirt. I went down and heard noises from above, she was getting gangbanged by them all. She was getting fucked by seven guys and none of them were her boyfriend.
Honestly, the feeling had me tickle in my cock. And more things happen when my chore duty extended to my friends as well as they were also my girlfriend fuckers.
A few days later, when I was massaging Danny’s foot, he said” You are gonna propose Katie to marry.” I asked why would she say yes. He said “coz this way she gets a good hubby and a great set of fuckbois. And we all get a fag to do our chores.” I couldn’t say no. “And you know what, I wanna give you a gift, so , suck my cock. At least you will get some of your wife’s taste.” And that is how my fag journey began. He clicked my photos and circulated, and then all my friends began giving me head. It will like I was their personal cumdump, which I loved.
When I proposed Katie, she accepted only on one demand. “Danny and the boys will still be fucking me, even on our wedding night. You will get to eat my pussy later, but our marriage is always gonna be with them fucking me and you being okay with it. ” I had to agree to it, coz I wanted to.
Our wedding happened the same way it was decided, me and my wife said the vows, kissed and then after wedding, the seven best men gangbanged my wife and I was tied naked on a chair. After that, I was released and I cleaned everyone’s cock and finally ate the cum out of my wife’s pussy.
I was only allowed on our honeymoon, so I can carry Katie and Danny’s bags. We had booked one room, so all night they fucked while I was on floor. Honestly, listening them fuck made me cum in my pants, and that is when my craving for Danny increased. I would want to do anything for him, serve him, be his footstool, get humiliated by him, clean his cock.
Examples like Charlie make me curious. I firmly believe faggots are born that way, but Charlie lived life as a straight Man up until the point when Master Danny cucked him. Clearly, Master Danny sensed something in Charlie that made him want to take ownership of Charlie as his faggot. So perhaps Charlie was a repressed faggot? I’m not sure.
But Master Danny is yet another example of a straight God Alpha who has no problem with owning and using faggots sexually. I call him a God Alpha because of his leadership within his Alpha Pack, all of whom were in on fucking and breeding Charlie.
Keep in mind – Alpha sexuality is tied more to POWER than gender.
While many people would probably hear Charlie’s story and feel sorry for him, I feel happy for him. Master Danny released him from a prison on impossible delusions, and gave him a true and more natural purpose … as a faggot and slave for superior Men!
The following post is part of a thread following the rise of a straight college Alpha named Jason who has taken ownership of a faggot classmate named Mason! CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Why do straight Alphas take ownership of faggots? What causes them to consider it at all?
The answers are buried deep in the male psyche, a primal urge to dominate the weak. It’s this urge that causes teenage Alphas to bully fags and other weaklings. It’s the urge that makes Alphas possessive, competitive, and aggressive. It’s what makes Alphas our leaders and Kings.
When we think of Kings, we immediately think of Kingdoms. The average male wants his house to be his castle, but an Alpha thinks bigger. He wants a Kingdom that serves and worships him and his needs.
That Kingdom is built of females worshipers who service him sexually and give him babies, but it is also built of submissive males who can serve larger tasks and form and army to die at his command.
Faggots are the way an Alpha can have that vision of a Kingdom come true. Ownership of fags satisfies that primal Alpha urge to subjugate other males and emasculate them and control them. These thoughts might not be on a conscious level with Alphas, but subconsciously Alphas have that in them. It typically just takes the right faggot to ping it.
Here is a story about the faggot that first pinged straight Alpha Jason’s desire for a Kingdom. The faggot’s name is John, and Master Jason kindly offered to have John reach out to me and tell the story of how he came to be the first faggot owned by this incredible straight Alpha.
I don’t write really but I am the faggot John that Master Jason first owned and wanted to add onto this story after Sir encouraged me to write to you. I am honored as the faggot to have awakened Sir after seeing the Alpha he has grown to be, I wanted to provide some more details about Master Jason, I met Sir when I was a Senior and Sir was a freshman and instantly I knew he was an alpha simply after talking to him after a few minutes. I could sense his confident charisma and my friends who saw him were instantly whipped alongside myself. I ended up seeing him on campus and in the gym occasionally and was plagued by thoughts of just worshipping him. I had followed your page for a while now and knew I was a faggot, but merely chalked it up to more of a “kink” rather than a reality as I did “worship” some guys on it was sexual for my own pleasure rather than true servitude.
My first time serving Sir was when one of my friends invited me a party that was being thrown by one of his friends I didn’t know at the time and I wish I remembered more details from then. I had a rough week to that point so I drank like hell at the party and ended up throwing up and being in a complete drunken daze when I ran into Sir outside. I barely remember this besides when he told me but I was in a drunken daze and told him everything about first my issues and then second how I think I’m a faggot and how I desperately wanted to serve him. He ended up watching over me and the other students who blacked out until next morning when I couldn’t find my friends. I was so apologetic at this time but he was so kind telling me it was all chill since he was looking after a couple others as well. After he and his friend confirmed everyone was okay, he drove me and a couple others to our homes. I was the last person he dropped off when he told me about what I had said about being a faggot the night before and asked me about it. I was embarrassed but showed him the letter on your website to explain how I thought he was superior to me and I wanted to serve whatever he needed, whether it be worship or chores. He was taken aback but for that first time he had me pay for his gas and had me sniff his feet which he said was to test my boundaries. He was slow at first in testing what he could do, but once I gave him permission for everything it all took off. I drove around 30 minutes to his place each day to do all his chores, his homework, and if he let me worship him and he acknowledged me rarely calling me “Slave I need this done now.” His natural dominance made it impossible for me to escape and I knew it was where I belonged but what stuck to me was when one night I had a really bad situation unfold back at home and I tried to drive over and serve Sir but he noticed my head was elsewhere. He made it clear that I didn’t need to worship or do any chores today and told me “Hey man, I know we have this situation going but genuinely if it gets too much or something’s up talk to me”. We ended up talking and drinking a lot that night and it felt so casual and I felt seen, the fact he could balance his more dominant side but also stay caring from first meeting me and even looking out for me when I wasn’t serving him was made me want to stay with him. I was gladly owned by him for just under a year until I graduated, where I had to unfortunately fly back to my hometown to deal with some matters.
However, I had the privilege to serve Master Jason again this week for the first time in 9 months, as I had a business trip around an hour from where he lived and he is the same caring alpha but somehow more dominant than before! When I got there we talked for a while and he checked in on how I was doing taking care of my family which was the same genuine care he always possessed even when I was clearly below him. After our conversation, I worshipped him as usual before cleaning his muddy shoes. I was hesitant because I loved worshipping Sir’s feet but actual mud was new but he threatened “Clean my shoes now fag or I’ll lock you outside the room naked” so I instantly obeyed and was surprised by how direct he had gotten. As a reward though he ended up handcuffing me to the bed frame and tossed me one of his sweaty socks and said he would be back in a couple hours. I spent almost the entire time he was gone jerking off with one hand to his sweaty sock. When he came back I was blindfolded and handcuffed to a chair this time and gagged before he whispered since you’ve been such a good fag here’s your reward.
Then the unbelievable happened, I was graced with the opportunity of Master Jason fucking another woman in the same room as me! Sir was so powerful as I heard all her moans of pleasure and pain that were the loudest I had ever heard. The entire time my dick was hard but it was both a reward and torture hearing everything but being unable to see anything. After a while he ungagged me and told me to lick the girl’s feet and I obeyed before he told me “Don’t say a fucking word now that you’re not gagged alright faggot”. They fucked for another hour before Sir came and I remember that exact moment I had to control myself to not beg to see. After she left Sir teased me describing his cock while I still couldn’t see and I found myself begging for him to let me see. Even though I am a faggot, I never felt so humiliated in this moment that I begged for even the opportunity to just SEE his cock and not even be used as a hole. Unfortunately, when Sir let me see again he was fully clothed again but I still thanked him relentlessly for blessing me with the chance to hear him fuck and he told me I was such an obedient good boy. This was the first time he ever did anything sexual around me as I left it up to him what he thought I was deserving of and it felt so good getting his validation. He ended up staying in the room I paid for my business trip, while I was forced to sleep on the ground but I never felt more correct in what I was doing.
As a note to his character, the day after everything happened, he asked if everything was alright, which of course I said yes I enjoyed it all! Most alphas only care about themselves and their pleasure and while Sir rightfully puts himself first in using me, the fact he asked afterwards really shows the Master that Jason is. As a last note, Mason is quite attractive and built as well, when I first met him when Sir had him drive us to the airport, I did not think he was the Mason in your story and had I not known Sir owned him I would have served him or thought he was a master as well. I ended up telling Mason that he should cherish this opportunity and he was lucky to be owned by Master Jason because he is unlike any alpha had ever met and I wish I could be closer to serve him more often. That’s all from me I don’t write often but felt it was my duty to let everyone know the Alpha that Master Jason is.
I was blown away by this gorgeous love letter John wrote about his Master, Jason. It’s so humble and honest and full of deep yearning and gratitude! I can’t wait for Master Jason to read it!
Please note that John cleverly used my “Letter To An Alpha” on this website to correctly explain hierarchy in terms that help to trigger him to action. I wrote it that way on purpose. I don’t know why so many faggots are failing to use the effective and FREE tools I’ve built to help them the way they helped John … well, I guess some just get it.
I love how Master Jason’s idea of a reward for his faggot was tying the faggot up and letting it listen to him fuck a female. Obviously, it was a perfect reward, but the fact that he has the awareness to comprehend his own power and its effect on everyone around him is astounding.
John is an outstanding faggot, which is why Master Jason (a true Protector Alpha) has kept him in his stable despite the long distances. Even though Master Jason has never allowed John to even taste his cum, he knows John is his property for life.
And, judging by this magnificent letter, I’d say Master Jason is right!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the six year ownership of a 21-year-old faggot named Tim by his lifelong Asian friend and Alpha, Master Nick. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Most of us lose the friendships of our boyhood once we reach our teens and get into high school. Our circle of friends widens out, interests change, and we just move on. I’ve retained only one casual friend from my boyhood, whereas I still have many of my friends from high school close to me. It’s just the nature of things.
But every so often a boyhood friendship develops in such a way that the bond not only becomes stronger, but it even becomes vital. Such is the case with a faggot named Tim.
In youth, Tim was best friends with an Asian boy named Nick. They spent countless days together, playing and wrestling and making silly games and doing all of the crazy things boys do.
But then two critical events occurred that would change both of their lives forever. Here’s Tim with the story:
Hello brother Sam. I came across your website through browsing, and saw your posts about the Alpha Asians, and needed to share how I serve my Asian alpha god. I wanted to just share how happy I am to be not just his boyfriend, but his bitch, his slut, his faggot, and how excited I am for our next step in my life with my Sir. I really don’t have a question except whether it’s possible for me to fall in greater love and obsession with him.
My Sir and I are both 21 years old. My name is Tim, and my alpha is Nick. I submitted to him when we were 15, and it has been six of the best years of my life worshipping and serving his inexhaustible needs and his ever growing strength and power.
Right now I am typing while his afternoon load oozes around the thick butt plug put in my aching sore pussy, and I can’t wait until he finishes his evening home workout to fill me again. I have limited time to write as I will be there to serve, lick, suck, and present myself for his sweaty, pumped self after his workout, but I want to at least share the start of how everything fell into place for how I became Alpha Nick’s faggot boyfriend.
My family is white, Nick’s is Chinese/Japanese. We were childhood friends, neighbors and inseparable. Same school, same sports, same activities. I was always louder and bigger as a kid, but Nick, smaller and more quiet, was always able to control me from going overboard.
Nick was bullied in junior high for being Asian. I fought the bullies off, and thought that would be how it was. Me protecting Nick, no one messing with my best friend.
Everything changed when Nick had to move across the country for two years for his dad’s job. We were 13. I hated it. I didn’t want to lose Nick. We messaged for those two years, but I never saw him until he came back, and texted me to know he was home.
I rushed to see him, and I remember being absolutely floored. Gone was the lanky, scrawny Asian boy I protected. In his place when Nick opened the door was a defined muscled boy. When he hugged me hard, his bulging arms almost crushed everything out of me. My breath, my thoughts, my body. In place, I remember the hardness of his muscles, and above all, his rich smell.
We wrestled like we always did as kids, but things were different. He pinned me single-handedly and easily, put me in a chokehold and stared intensely at me as I struggled at his far superior strength until I tapped out. He flexed his big muscled arm above me, grinning down at me. I recall that moment so vividly as it was the first time I felt something inside me drop.
I didn’t know it then, but Nick had become a true Alpha in those two years. He had grown through so much. But all he told me was that he had to stand up to other people who were racist to him. Nick joined a gym and got into martial arts. He had gotten stronger and more confident. Only later would I know just how much stronger and confident.
We compared heights; before he left, I was over half a head taller. Back together, we were the same height, but he was so much more muscled and defined. Then came my first shock. We compared cocks. Over the two years, we had messaged about jerking off and what turned us on. But never any pictures.
I remember I was hard from our wrestling, the hardest I’ve ever been. Nick was hard too, from what I now know was from dominating me so easily and so powerfully. I remember trying to salvage my pride, saying I bet my cock was bigger. His silent grin said it all as we pulled down our shorts.
Brother Sam. I had never been so humbled. I measured myself, and I was proud of my 5 inches, knowing I had more to grow. What Nick revealed…when that dark, massive shaft came out. When Nick pointed that glistening giant head at me. When he laid his cock over my pathetic one, and it was almost twice my length, and more than twice my girth.
Nick didn’t say a word. He just grinned as I slowly jerked our cocks together. I couldn’t stop staring. Both down at his huge Asian cock dwarfing mine, then back at his smiling face. I don’t think we said anything for a good amount of time, that day was a blur.
I only remember that when we finally put our cocks away and sat down to play on his console, I couldn’t stop looking back at his heavy bulge pushing at the seams of his shorts. How his strong legs framed his groin, the way he sat, the way he stood and walked. That day is burned deep in my memory as the starting point of my faghood to my alpha friend and my master.
It was obvious the change in Nick back at school. I was still the louder one and outgoing, but I was the one following Nick around. I let him chose our lunch spot, and how he seemed to just be in charge of where he was, even when he was silent. That intense calm of his…everyone was visibly attracted to him. I was no exception. But I was happy he stuck with me.
Nick took me to work out, and before I fully submitted to him as my Alpha, they were the most intense and high times I had. My workout was nothing, I watched him pump weights, running, stretching. When he spotted me, my eyes could not leave his muscles. Nick knew. I knew. But I wasn’t ready to admit it that we were different now.
That changed one week where he was absent from school twice. I wanted to see if he was ok. I arrived at his house and heard low moaning and the sounds of heavy hard sex. I had watched porn before, not with Nick, but I could tell that there was fucking happening in his house.
I remember my head emptying. Only hearing the sounds of intense fucking. The high-pitched moans and someone else’s familiar voice growling deep and low.
I had used my spare key to let myself in, and the first thing I remember hitting me was the smell of male body and sweat. Smells I started to associate with working out with Nick. The next thing to hit me was the intense fucking sounds. Nick didn’t even bother taking it to his bedroom, he was in the living room.
Nick saw me, but he barely paused. He just told me to wait, and I watched, transfixed, as he railed hard and deep with such long strokes. I caught a glimpse of his slut, and recognized it as a star athlete from the senior high school we would attend the next year.
I only kept watching as he finished, pumping with deep powerful thrusts, and I realized, I wished it was me. As he pulled out and a massive, cum covered cock revealed itself, I remember wishing, I want that.
I don’t remember what I asked him, my mind was blanked and turning. But I remember him grinning at me, palming his still hard, monster cock, and saying, “All day.” I remember him telling me to come back later, and he went back to mounting his prey, who barely moved except moaning out. I wondered, and was jealous, of just how long he had been fucking him. By my 15 year old best friend.
Nick told me everything that night when I went over. How even when we were kids, he knew he was different. How moving away let him explore. How he started to fuck other people at the gym in the school he was at over there. How he even fucked his dad’s construction foreman when he visited. How the foreman became his muscled bitch for the last year he was over there.
Nick made me stroke him as he recounted the high number of guys he had fucked and used when he moved. I never had to use two hands before, but I did for his cock. He talked. I stroked. His pre dripped all over my hands. I remember I was kneeling in front of him as he sat, his huge body and cock towering over me.
When he finished talking, ending with who I learnt was the baseball captain of the high school I saw him fucking earlier, I held his cock in my hands like a trophy. I knew that we had changed. He wasn’t just my childhood friend. I asked him why didn’t he claim me like he did the others. That I knew.
He just said that unlike his other fags, I was special. And he wanted me to submit completely and without hesitation. Honestly he could have taken me that first day he came back and I would be his faithful fag forever, but he, in his own alpha way, loved and valued me.
I wish to share more, brother Sam. I want to tell you of the day he truly cunted me. How he truly transformed me into his. I want to tell you just how much stronger he’s gotten. How big he’s gotten. How his giant Asian cock has gotten even bigger, thicker, more monstrous. How I love every inch of it. How he now towers over me, an absolute beast of a hunk, how his defined, muscled Asian body commands attention, and how beautiful he looks as an Alpha god no matter what he is doing. How over the next six years, he grew into the amazing strong Alpha he is, owning multiple faggots with his powerful demeanor.
And how through all he has ascended, no matter who he uses or controls, he still always makes time and space for me. Claiming me like he did six years ago. And every time he does, every time he buries his mammoth cock inside me, laying his enormous body on top of me, calls me his boyfriend fag, how when he slam fucks me til I’m seeing black, I can still hear his low, deep voice saying how he could stay inside me forever.
But I can hear his workout ending. He always finishes his home workout by aggressively smashing the heavy bag around, and even through multiple walls, I can hear just how punishing the thuds are. And after every workout, I worship his sweat, muscles, and cock before he claims me brutally and overwhelmingly. I live for it, brother Sam. I live for Sir Nick, all of him, for every thought of mine to be fucked full of Him.
So much in this startling and detailed story to unpack!
First of all, I think it’s fair to say we can dispel any doubts about the genetic nature of Alphahood. Master Nick was born Alpha, but it wasn’t unleashed until circumstances forced it to the surface (I suppose much like Bruce Banner and The Hulk). But how did Master Nick return at age 15 after two years with so much dominance and so much power and control over faggots? Did he go away to Alpha School?
No, of course he didn’t. He knew these things because Alphahood is a programming gifted to our greatest Men. The genetic secrets and wisdom of Alphahood are sacred mysteries shared and protected among only the members of this elite fraternity. Master Nick was born with these secrets and codes baked into his very psyche.
Kudos to my brother Tim for instantly recognizing the overwhelming and undeniable Alphahood of his old friend, and having the sense to submit completely! It might’ve been easy to fall into jealous rages or competitions with a friend who once seemed like an equal. However, Tim instantly realized they were no longer even close to being equal. That takes proper humility!
I really hope Tim continues to share more illuminating stories about the six years he’s been blessed to serve as Master Nick’s primary faggot!
The following post is part of a thread following the story of Mika, a teenage faggot in Peru who bravely and successfully seduced a straight Alpha named Gael. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
It’s been so long since I’ve been a virgin in anything that I can barely remember what it was like. However, I do remember the excitement and electric thrill of every touch and sensation that accompanied every new discovery. Everything was so fresh and vibrant in those youthful days of exploration!
Those warm, gauzy memories are why I love hearing from young Alphas and faggots who are experiencing their first tastes and touches and what fulfillment and purpose feel like. Their excitement is infectious and endearing, and I want each one of them to be safe and joyful as they dive into it!
I’m saying this because I dearly loved hearing from my little teen brother Mika again. He’s been claimed by a straight Alpha at his high school named Gael. They’re both “firsts” for each other, and they’re feeling their way through this tsunami of sensation with tingling anticipation.
Mika is especially excited, and I get it. When I started serving my first Alpha, Roger, I didn’t know from day to day what might be next. I’d pop out of bed every morning, eager to get to school so I could see my Owner again. Mika is a bit like that now, as his latest note indicates:
Hi Sam!
This is Mika from Peru again. Do you remember me?
I have so much to tell you… Gael told me that he wants a daily blow job everyday after my class. So he parks the car everyday in an empty part of the parking lot around 3 pm, and I must enter the car with no noise, such his dick, swallow his cum, and then he gives me a ride home. I am taking this daily task very seriously and want to improve more and more for my Master Gael. I noticed that he is moaning much more now than when I started, so I think he’s enjoying very much.
But the big news is that he wants my hole now! He said that he won’t get hard if he sees me as a man, so he wants me to wear makeup, lingerie and a dress next Saturday for him to take my virginity. I am soooo nervous… he said that we can wait more if I’m not ready yet, but he said that he’ll be very proud if I do what he says.
So Sam, I am watching videos online to prepare for this big day, do you have any tips for me? I don’t mind if it hurts but I really don’t want to disappoint him. He is not bisexual, he is completely straight, so I need to be a perfect girl for him! What do you think??
Thank you, Sam!! I love you so much
I love you too, Mika!
You can hear the nervousness in his words, the thrill of being able to taste his straight Master’s cock and seed every day. I bet it takes every bit of control Mika can muster to keep from RUNNING to that car after school!
But now Master Gael wants to take the next step and impregnate his new faggot! Awesome!
I’m afraid I can’t really help with advice on makeup and wigs and dresses. I don’t think much makeup would be needed on such a youthful face to make it more feminine.
But I can advise about preparing your pussy for breeding. First and foremost, you’ll need to get an enema bottle with a nozzle on it. You can usually find these in drug stores in the health section. You need to squirt a bottle of warm water into your pussy and then push it out into the toilet. You must keep repeating this until the water runs clear. Once that happens, you’ll be clean for several hours and give your Master a clean pussy to fuck.
To loosen up, I recommend a buttplug to loosen your hole enough for his cock to get inside without causing you too much pain. There’s also the Chopstick Method pioneered by Caged Jock, but that’s too hard to do alone. If you can’t get those items before Saturday, then I suggest you get a lot of lube and make sure you’re adequately lubed up (and his cock as well).
Also, part of this is mental. If you think to yourself “Oh he’s going to fuck me and it’s going to hurt!”, then you’ll probably be tense and your hole will be clenched tight. Instead, get excited. Think this way: “I can’t wait to feel my Master inside me, taking me and breeding me with his seed!” If you’re excited for it, your hole will get hungry to have his cock inside it!
This is such a wonderful time, sweetheart! Your Master is going to give you amazing memories, and you’re going to give him the gift of your virginity! So exciting!
The following post is part of a thread following the rise of a straight college Alpha named Jason who has taken ownership of a faggot classmate named Mason! CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
I must tell you it has been a real treasure to get to know Master Jason, the incredible straight college Alpha who recently reached out to me about his latest faggot Mason. Right from the start I recognized that, even though he’s only owned faggots for a couple of years, the ownership and training of them was almost second-nature to him. We always talk about how faggots are born to serve Men, but we rarely discuss how some straight Alphas are born to own faggots.
But Master Jason was born to own faggots.
To illustrate that I have a terrific story about Master Jason’s first faggot John (this faggot, still owned long distance by Master Jason, wrote to me about coming to be owned by him. I’ll share that in a separate post.
Now back to Mason. If you’ll recall, Mason thought he might not be a faggot, but Master Jason (utilizing his natural instincts) managed to break Mason and get Mason to admit he’s a faggot. There was even some light scent training as reinforcement.
I advised Master Jason to continue ramping up scent training and intensifying it in the hopes of cementing Mason’s resolve. That was, of course, exactly what Master Jason planned to do. He has incredible patience with faggots (part of his Protector Alpha personality); he understands that faggots are broken males in many ways and are vulnerable and scared. Master Jason’s training focuses on getting the faggot to embrace this purpose and then find fulfillment in becoming an owned faggot.
So Master Jason updated me on another little setback:
So far training Mason has been a process just slower yk since he is adapting to additional tasks I’ve assigned him, but ngl he’s done a good job of worshipping me and has been such an obedient fag now and the scent training has paid dividends. He’s even volunteered to do all my laundry without me asking, and I know he’s just been sniffing at my sweat-stained clothes. But I was surprised he didn’t write either and asked him about it but he doesn’t feel humiliated, just shocked bout the whole thing yk just a lot of things for him to handle at once. I encouraged him to write to you about his perspective though, as he admitted not thinking his perspective was more important than mine. As for chastity, I’ll definitely look into making a ceremony for sure, def think it would create a closer alpha-faggot bond between us, but taking my time with it for now.
For scent training, it’s been kinda easy just bc I mentioned when we first talked I noticed how he took some of my gym clothes before, so his resistance isn’t as high. But to make him more addicted when we go to the gym I instruct him to smell my towel everytime I wipe sweat off to get him addicted to the scent and tell him I know he wants it and if he wants to continue serving me he needs to smell them. When we get back though I throw my gym socks at him and simply tell him that I know he wants to smell them and he has until I’m finished showering to smell them. I’ve been using this to train him to my scent but one time he was still sniffing my socks when I returned disobeying me so I didn’t let him worship or sniff my pits or clothes for 24 hours. He ended up begging me if he could just use one of my gym shirts, which I flat out refused since he was disobedient.
This has made him so obedient that he knows when he can sniff and when he has to stop and he hasn’t made the mistake since then and scent training him has been almost a daily occurrence. I also reward him everytime he finishes my homework, cooks, or does the laundry by letting Mason sniff my pits and feet for around a couple minutes to really let him know that worshipping me is a reward. I’m planning to begin scent training him to my crotch soon by giving him my sweaty underwear to break him in and get him addicted, but tryna figure it still since my experience with John was different from other stories I’ve met since he never asked to worship my cock and he seemed happy just being my slave yk. So if ya have any tips feel free to lmk but that’s how its going so far.
Most of this sounded pretty good to me, and I complimented Master Jason for his patient approach and how it seemed to be paying off.
But then Master Jason sent me this troubling update:
For Mason though I took your advice man and tried to force his face into my crotch, but even tho he admitted he was a fag, he resisted a bit and couldn’t do so. For me I don’t find it weird, I am just selective on who actually gets to see and touch my cock. He apologized about being not ready and ended up tearing up a bit about being straight before to not being a fag and I did my best to comfort him, but I had to punish him and ended up tying him up in my room for a couple hours gagged with my sock. I encouraged him to write to you because although he’s obedient and everything, he still has these moments where I have to comfort him quite often. It’s definitely been a delicate balance yk with him more than any fag I’ve used just because I still see him as a brother of sorts, but I hope he does get better.
I do plan on moving forward in training him still over a longer period of time and I still haven’t really thought about placing my seed in him seeing as he hasn’t deserved it but a hole is a hole and if proves himself worthy I may consider it.
How disappointing!
I have no idea how a guy can actively and repeatedly steal an Alpha’s underwear and still consider himself to be straight and not a faggot. I understand that Mason at first even told me that he felt like a Top and that he was “vers”, which was ridiculous to me given what he was doing with Master Jason’s underwear.
It honestly breaks my heart that Mason cannot let go of the delusions he clings to about being straight or anything other than a faggot. Even more tragic, he’s screwing up the opportunity to serve and be owned by a truly magnificent straight Alpha like Master Jason. Unlike most of his Alpha brothers, Master Jason shows patience and, even wilder, LOYALTY to his faggots. These are qualities that are very rare, and should NEVER be taken for granted.
While there are probably tens of thousands of faggots who would love to serve Master Jason, Mason is crying and begging off of it. It’s mind-boggling.
I can only praise Master Jason for attempting to comfort this faggot that resists his ownership and guidance. Most Alphas would’ve tossed it away by now, probably, especially straight ones who could be fucking pussy instead.
Thank you Master Jason for being a great Protector Alpha, a true example of Hierarchy at its finest!
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!
I feel really blessed as a faggot in this position because I’ve been able to mentor so many faggots to find fulfillment, but also some powerful Alphas! Here on this site I have literally chronicled the ascensions of many straight Alphas, charted every new discovery about faggot ownership, and pointed them to even greater avenues of domination and power! It’s been an amazing ride for the last ten years!
One of my more recent favorites is Master David. This straight French Alpha had never owned a faggot (or even considered it) until he met me while searching for information about his submissive gay roommate Vincent. Now he owns not only Vincent, but a couple of other faggots he’s acquired at the gym. Through the complete use of these faggots, Master David has experienced so many incredible changes in his life.
Then, more recently, he claimed a couple, Charlene and her beta boyfriend Quentin. In the latest update, Master David forcefully took and fucked Charlene right in front of an awe-struck Quentin and basically took her as his girlfriend. All of these things are chronicled in the link above.
But now Master David has experienced something new in this latest update. Let’s see what it is:
Hey boy,
You remember when I took my bitch Charlène from my beta friend Quentin? Well, a lot have happened since then!
I have enjoyed having Charlène at my place (where I live with my roomate Vincent). I fucked her regularly and she enjoyed the perks of my superior life, with the service of my devoted servants! Her former boyfriend Quentin has often been there to provide me blowjobs and foot massages before and/or after I fucked her!
But of course, I kept on dating and fucking other women, as well as my serving boys. Charlène had a hard time to accept that. So much that she finally broke up with me. For lack of a better choice, she returned to Quentin, who was only too happy to get my leftovers. But obviously, it wasn’t long before she regretted it and begged me to fuck her again!
I answered her I was no longer interested into having her as my official girlfriend, but that I was willing to fuck her once in a while as a side chick. But only at one condition: Quentin himself had to BEG me to fuck his girlfriend! Needless to say, Quentin went home, kneeled, kissed my feet and said “Please Sir, it would be my honor that you keep fucking my beloved girlfriend! I can’t please her as you do, Sir! I’m begging you! Please!” After cuming into his mouth, I accepted.
He gave me a key to their home. So now, when I feel like it, I go to their place, I burst into their bedroom and I fuck Charlène who screams with pleasure! Sometimes I dismiss Quentin, sometimes I make him stay and watch me what a real man do. He even had to lick my feet while I was fucking her! Usually, when I spend the night with her, Quentin bring us the breakfast in bed on the morning!
I think I like this arrangement even better than having Charlène as my girlfriend! Now, I have a cuck beta servant that I can humiliate when I want to and Charlène has finally been forced to accept her place as just a sexual slave for my pleasure.
Life is really fucking good when you’re an Alpha!
So long, sam the faggot!
King David
As you can see, Master David learned that he, as Alpha, has a need for SPACE and FREEDOM so he can use or enslave anyone he chooses. Alphas shouldn’t be tied down like that. To build a Kingdom, an Alpha like Master David must spend his days reveling in his power while allowing females and faggots to fulfill their place in service to him.
This is how Alphas grow!
When I told him that, Master David replied:
You nailed it, faggot! I want it all. I want to have my cake and it it too, and I know I can! Either you submit to my rules, or you fuck off out of my life! Fags and betas and chicks are lining up to kiss my feet and suck my dick. I will only pick the most obedient ones. Every inferior must remember that it is easily replaceable and it has to EARN its place at my feet! Not the other way around.
That’s something I had to say to Vincent, when I felt he was becoming a little possessive. I told him: “Keep in mind: I am everything for you, I am the center of your world, but you’re just a very, very small part of my life. If you piss me off, you will never serve me again! So you better remember your place!” He cried a lot, but since then he kept in line.
Gosh it feels so good to be the master! To be the one who matters!
Can you hear the overwhelming joy in Master David’s words? These exclamations might as well be the roar of a lion!
I wish more straight Alphas would do more experimentation, let go of their preconceived ideas, and allow greater circuits of power to flow through them! Faggots are a key that unlocks the vault containing unbelievable Alpha power! It’s there for the taking!
I’m so proud of Master David for being one of those smart straight Alphas, a true King who recognizes that males and females of all sorts must fall so that he may rise!
The following post is part of a thread following the continuing service of a faggot named James who has been serving a young straight Alpha for TEN YEARS. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
The title to this post is a pretty well-known saying among Alphas. I know, because I’ve heard them say it plenty of times. And while it’s clearly meant to be a joke, there is an underlying belief that I feel Alphas accept about “consent” versus “consent in the moment”, which are two wildly different concepts.
I can tell you that Alphas in the moment take any hesitation in resistance to mean consent. In other words, if the faggot or female doesn’t fight back vigorously and emphatically when being taken by an Alpha, the Alpha considers that to be half-hearted and essentially just a suggestion of resistance. Like a playful game, let’s say.
My faggot brother James (who is still serving his straight Master after ten years!) had a thought about this issue, which he sent to me through my Questions From Readers inbox. Here’s what he had to say:
Although quite rare, I have read and even personally heard a faggot’s account of what they consider being raped by an Alpha after submitting to his control… The most common instance of this would be forceful anal penetration after discussing only oral service beforehand… It seems that these faggots consider themselves on a par with a woman, reserving the right to curtail the man’s sexual release at any time prior to culmination.
Although I have been one straight Alpha’s personal faggot for 10 years to date, just prior to this I experience the same situation on two separate occasions with two different Alpha males. In each case, I had previously consented to meet for the purpose of providing oral service to completion and swallowing the load. In both situations the Alpha made the decision that oral service would not be sufficient to fulfill his masculine needs. So, prior to arriving at climax, these Alphas provided me with anal sex as an option. I had not prepared or allotted time for this so I declined. This answer was not acceptable and I was physically forced into assuming the position and being fucked until his satisfaction had been achieved. Although a certain amount of force was used to bring me into compliance, I recall that my resistance was halfhearted at best. Something inside of me seemed to urge compliance. I would outwardly exhibit resistance, but total submission would be the end result.
Once penetrated, my ultimate purpose as a faggot was realized and the Alpha’s satisfaction was achieved. I never felt that I had been raped or anything akin to it. After all, these men had identified me as a faggot beforehand and that meant they would have a certain mindset as to my purpose.
I knew they had only acted as nature intended… And my final compliance was true to nature as well.
Here James draws a distinction between a female and a faggot in terms of “rights”, and I agree with that. Women are meant to be complements of a Man, not a slave (like faggots are). That’s not to say that Alphas don’t roll through the stop signs women put up, but the dynamic is definitely different. As far as Alphas are concerned, there are no stop signs with a faggot, given that a faggot’s entire existence is to serve and service Alpha needs. So right off the bat, we can see that an Alpha’s perspective going into a meet-up with a faggot is radically different than that of their approach to females.
So given an Alpha’s original perspective on a faggot – that it exists to be used – once an Alpha is in the act of using a faggot and it starts to “fight back”, it’s only natural that the Alpha would force the faggot to take his dick and load (or give up money, or whatever else an Alpha is using a faggot for).
But the real meat of what James says involves the end result within the faggot when it is forcibly entered against its will and bred (or, in the vernacular of some, raped). As he correctly points out, the faggot learns its place in a more meaningful way. It becomes more submissive, more obedient, and more grateful for a deeper understanding of Hierarchy.
That is certainly what happened to me in my rape (I do call it a rape because I was actually fighting back and had a knife put to my throat). Even in a more violent scenario like mine, once the bleeding stopped and I could process what happened I definitely understood Alpha rage and authority from a much deeper perspective. And, in a weird way, I developed gratitude for my rapist for teaching me a fundamental lesson about Hierarchical truth.
That’s sick to some. But those faggots out there who have been forcibly taken and used by aggressive Alphas know of the truths about which I speak. I guarantee that my brother James knows.
Ultimately, faggots are “the willing”. We are born with a willingness to be used by Alphas, to serve them even in their darkest moments. We NEED to be used this way.
So it isn’t rape … not really. Our faggot hearts were willing to be taken long before we ever protested, and before they ever even penetrated us.
Alphas teach us this every time they hold us down and force us to learn that lesson.
The following post is part of a thread detailing the admission and submission of a new faggot named Ben to a former classmate and college wrestler. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Like any other faggot, I know the difficulties of being young and having an idea about what I was that turned out to be false once the truth was revealed to me. It’s not easy. I thought I was going to be a gay bottom who would fall in love and maybe get married to a great Man. And then, at age 17, I met an Alpha named Roger who eventually forced me to become his cocksucker during our senior year in high school, and I learned I was actually a faggot. Everything I believed about myself prior to that shattered and blew away like chaff, and what was left on the threshing floor was me as a faggot with a new purpose.
As I’ve made pretty clear over the years, I never looked back.
As I’ve come to know many, many faggots and their stories of self-discovery, I now realize that my story was something of an anomaly. Most faggots struggled mightily with their identity, fought it for years and years, and suffered through many more humiliations before they were able to accept it about themselves. Part of the purpose of my (now) ten-year mission to teach Hierarchical truth was to keep faggots from suffering so much in their acceptance of this truth. I think I’ve helped some, but not all.
Ben is one such faggot. If you’ve been following my “Questions From Readers” posts, you’ve already seen two posts about Ben’s situation. I’ve now graduated his string of posts into a proper thread so they can be collected into one place, rather than trying to collect them manually. You can now read Ben’s previous questions by CLICKING HERE.
Here’s a brief summary: Ben used to think he was either an Alpha or a pre-Alpha when he was in college. He left college, but one day recently he was on Instagram and saw an old Alpha classmate (who was still in college, but they hadn’t seen each other in four years) and suddenly had feelings for him. He definitely wanted to submit to this Alpha friend, who had grown even more muscular and equipped with washboard abs.
So Ben contacted me and I encouraged Ben to reach out to this Alpha and see if the relationship could be rekindled. And sure enough, my plan worked, and this Alpha responded positively and even dominantly (because Ben was incorporating my advice), and Ben played it badly by trying to deny he was a faggot to this Alpha. I scolded Ben for this in my response to his second letter, and gave Ben a new game plan to really approach this Alpha submissively.
My advice was directed at getting Ben to admit the fact that he’s a faggot and finally embrace the truth. That was the point of this next stage (aside from getting this Alpha to use him, of course).
Well, Ben has returned with another update. And once again, there are wins and losses involved. Read on:
I took your advice and texted him again asking if he wanted to meet up again to talk. Unfortunately he was busy that day and when I asked why he surprisingly sent me pics from his football photo shoot saying “You wish you could see me up close in my uniform huh”. Even though he was clothed besides his biceps I spent so long thinking about that photo and it literally made me space out for a day.
He came over a few days later from football workout and Im trying to recall the details the best I can because it all moved so fast. I greeted him at my door by kissing his shoe and kneeling. When I looked up at him he didn’t seem shocked he just had this devoius smirk and said “about time you greet me the right way faggot”. I didn’t speak for a second and he immediately asked “so answer me are you a faggot?”. It took me a second but I nodded and said “yes I’m a faggot, your power made me realize it”. And he had this smirk again that was so narcistic but felt intoxicating to me.
What I didn’t expect was he immediately said “So are you gonna suck me off faggot or what?” I was foolish in the moment so I said “I’m gay but I’m mainly a top” and I still dk why I said that. He just replied “i don’t care what you are, you’re a faggot you’re going to suck my dick.” When I hesitated he unbuckled his belt and pants and just shoved my mouth onto his dick and said “nothing to talk about now huh and keep sucking or I’m putting belt to ass”.
Like I said I’m technically vers too so I don’t really give head often but he was the biggest guy I’ve ever seen. His cock soft was around the same length of some cocks hard I’ve seen. He was so brutal when fucking my throat that I gagged each time he thrust and I could taste the sweat from practice and I can’t stop thinking about the taste. Unfortunately he finished himself later by jerking off onto my floor and said “your head game needs work faggot”.
When he finished he told me “clean it up with your tongue nothing else” and I obeyed but it felt so humiliating getting his cum off the floor of my own house. I asked him why he did this now and you were right Sam he said “I just needed to make sure you were actually a faggot”. Afterwards he threw me his sweaty uniform and told me “Wash it and bring it on Sunday and keep your mouth ready”, which I’m currently smelling and can’t bring myself to wash yet.
Needless to say I’m currently in disbelief I do admit that I in no doubt want to serve him as an alpha but my cravings to top haven’t faded either and I do admit I’m a faggot. For advice I don’t know if you have any advice on becoming better at sucking dick because I felt ashamed when I couldn’t get him off and i know he plans to use my throat again.
Baffling outcome!
On one hand, there were some gains here. Ben DID submit, and Ben DID admit to this Alpha that he’s a faggot. And Ben DID attempt to suck his dick (like he had a choice), and Ben DID slurp this Alpha’s jizz off the floor. These are all HUGE victories for Ben’s growth! I’m proud of him for these things, which I know weren’t easy.
But he’s still defiantly clinging to the notion that he’s an Alpha. He even said he “wants to serve him as an Alpha”, which makes NO sense. Ben said he “still wants to Top”, which I guarantee is NEVER going to happen with this Alpha.
All we need to do it listen to Ben’s final few sentences to discover the truth.
Alphas or pre-Alphas don’t fret like that about wanting to become a better cocksucker, or feel disappointed that they weren’t good enough on their first time getting face fucked (nobody is!). In other words, Ben IS NOT AN ALPHA, he’s a FAGGOT. It just took a vastly more powerful Alpha to reveal this truth to Ben. He needs to accept this reality and quickly embrace it, because this Alpha is coming back SOON to claim his property!
There is little time to prepare, though. I’d get a carrot or a small cucumber from the store and start practicing lip/tongue techniques. Try to push past the gag reflex again and again … and try swallowing as it reaches the back of your throat to suppress that reflex.
Ben needs to get started NOW. This Alpha is likely turned on completely by the submission of a new faggot, and he’s not going to wait long to claim more!
I thank Ben for his honesty and courage! He’s going to be a good one!
