I’m a 22 years old college student and quite new to the overall hierarchy and alpha scene I just found it this past couple months and was something I found hot to think about. Personally, I’ve never felt labeled anywhere somewhere between alpha/prealpha and maybe beta-dom as I’m a vers top were I mainly enjoy topping but I have bottomed a few times before.

My interest in hierarchy spiked again around 5 days ago when I saw one of my neighbors from my hometown posed a shirtless pic of himself at the gym. I had not seen him in over 4 years and now he was 18 and he had strong biceps, a wide chest, and what drew me the most was a strong set of 6pack abs.

Seeing his photo reminded me of something that happened a couple years back that I kind of forgot but realized was big to who I am. When I was a junior in high school we used to hang out afterschool because we grew up close to each other since elementary school. That year he got into football and especially wrestling. So he would often ask me to grapple with him which I did and I won just because I was older. However, in my senior year he ended up beating me multiple times despite being 4 years younger than me and the pinnacle moment was when he won and duct taped my hands behind my back and stood on top of my back. We never talked about it much because it was all friendly but after that we never wrestled as he trained with actual wrestlers.

Now looking back at it I’m realizing he was somewhat an alpha or I might not be as unlabeled as I thought. In the days after seeing his gym photo all I’ve been thinking about is his physique to the point where I canceled a hookup to jerk off. I’m starting to realize I definitely fall into the beta to even fag tier now as I’ve constantly thought about and even dreamt about him dominating me. I wanted to share this story because I think that so many moments like this happen to show people their place but I was just oblivious to it. Now I’m not sure how to even proceed with my newfound info especially considering how he’s much younger than me and I want to respect his boundaries. I don’t know if you have any advice on how to go about it especially if we don’t talk anymore?

As a note I am fine with the posting of the story but I’ve left the fields blank just because I don’t feel comfortable revealing my info just for my personal comfort.

Hi, thank you for writing! 

Ah, those high school years are really something else, aren’t they? Before we even know what’s happening to our own bodies we are thrown into a daily petri dish of hormones, awkwardness, impulsiveness, and wild guesswork. The forces at work on us in high school run the gamut, from physical to mental to emotional to social. It’s amazing any of us survive it all.

If we are paying attention to the clues we receive in high school, we can really find out deep truths about ourselves. For instance, when I was 17 (before senior year) I was forced into submission by my straight Alpha friend to become his cocksucker. From there I figured out about my true calling as a faggot, and I never looked back.

For you, there was apparently a lot of information guiding you to believe in your Alphahood. But this one friend showed you something by overtaking you and eventually dominating you. It’s interesting to me that you apparently pushed that memory down and forgot about it … until that pic forced it back into your psyche. 

This tells me that memory meant something more than just a passing feeling, but rather it was something your mind was fighting to suppress. So we shouldn’t try to ignore it.

I had a question like this before, and I advised the faggot to reach out to what was a former bully in high school, and it turned out well enough (they were geographically too far apart). Given that you parted as friends just a few years ago, there’s a great chance he’ll be glad to hear from you. 

More importantly, I’ll bet that incident you mentioned had a tremendous effect on his life as well. That’s a pretty ringing endorsement for his Alphahood, and I’m sure it was a pivotal moment in his development. 

So i recommend that you write to him (you could call too, possibly) and feel him out. Be complimentary about his physique, and toss in some commentary about that incident. Be complimentary about his power, and hint that it was a major turning point in your life. Chances are, he’ll pick up that hint and want to know why. 

At this point, you’ll need to be a little brave and admit that the incident awakened submissive feelings in you. If he’s Alpha (as I suspect), he will pick that up and run with it. 

Just try it. At worst, you’ll lose a friend you already don’t have. But I don’t think that’s what is going to happen.

Please keep me posted!  

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The following post is part of a thread chronicling the rise of an Alpha named Moby who has slowly ascended to become the Master of Johnny, his submissive boyfriend of two years. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Two days ago I received a long account of a natural Alpha Ascension in my “Questions From Readers” inbox so powerful that I couldn’t just limit it to a simple reply. The writer of the letter was a young gay sub male named Johnny. He has been in a committed, relatively-normal relationship with Moby, his Top, for two years.

Johnny’s account very neatly describes the perfect way Hierarchy will impose itself upon us and force us to embrace truths about ourselves we often don’t know until they are revealed within us. Also, the letter vividly illustrates how Alphahood cannot be denied or resisted when one is born that way.

I really want you to read and study this startling letter with me:

Hi Sam!

My name is Johnny. I’d like to share something I’ve been going through lately to hear your thoughts. I came across your site a few months back and it intrigued me.

So for context, I’ve been dating my boyfriend for about 2 years now. For simplicity sake, we can call him Moby (that’s not his real name FYI). Moby was my first. When we met, I hadn’t had sex with any other guy yet. I was (and still am) just figuring out what I like sexually. There’s always been a certain power-exchange balance in our relationship since we first met. Moby’s always been the more ‘dominant’ one, if you want to call it that. He’s 6’2” and tends to keep in shape and take care of himself. I like that about him. He’s got dirty blonde hair and a great body, not going to lie. I’m a little bit shorter than him. In essence, he’s bigger than me in pretty much every way. He looks like a real ‘Man’ and I like that about him.

In the bedroom, he very quickly took on a more dominant role, and taught me how to be submissive. Although I don’t always like to admit it, I’ve always felt the most comfortable being submissive with Moby. It just feels oddly right. To be completely honest, Moby has a pretty good-sized dick and he knows it. 

For fun one time, we got out some measuring tape and measured ourselves. Moby’s dick when just soft is a little over 5 inches and when hard….just a bit above 9.5 inches and quite thick. He was born gifted. And here I am measuring a tad over 5 inches when hard…Moby is clearly more “alpha” than I am, and we both know it. And, weirdly enough, I feel okay with that dynamic. I learned pretty quick that I absolutely love giving a good blow job. I could do that for hours and my bf definitely does not complain.

It wasn’t too long until Moby and I started to get into more of our deeper…fantasies. Moby introduced me to the concept of chastity. He’s always really been turned on by the idea of having me be in chastity. I, naturally curious, obliged him and I began wearing a cage when we’d have sex. Moby began to almost “train” me to associate the cage with not cumming and only focus on making him cum. After Moby would cum, he’d kiss me and cuddle me. When I’d ask to cum, he’d tell me no because he had already cum and that was pleasureful for us both. At first, that was really tough for me because I’ve always been a horny boy, and not getting release after sex was…hard for me, to say the least.

Next I knew, my bf was starting to keep me locked when going to bed. My dick would strain so hard against the confines of the cage. Moby noticed it and got me a strap to help with that. Moby soon began pushing me to wear my cage for longer, even when we’d just be at home not having sex. Because I gave the key to my bf, I really couldn’t decide when to unlock even if I was horny. I sometimes wonder if that was a good idea or not.

He’s been forcing me to go longer and longer without cumming. At first, just a day or two. And then close to a week…and then two weeks. Soon he began forcing me to wear the cage even when we’d go out in public. He says that the idea of knowing I’m locked up while no one else around us knows, really turns him on like nothing else. And, honestly, I think me too.

He’s been trying to convince me that I don’t need to worry about my own orgasm. He’ll say things like, “Baby, you don’t have to worry about touching your own dick. Don’t think of it as a dick anyway. That’ll only frustrate you. You don’t like touching it. It doesn’t feel good for you. Remember? That’s why I locked it up safe and sound, and you can relax by making my dick feel good. My cock is the only cock you need to think about, baby.” I hate it, but I’ve been starting to believe it. And, fuck, he turns me on. Something has changed inside Moby recently – almost feral-like.

Lately, Moby’s been experimenting with my ass. He’ll often eat me out and then fuck me for a long time. It was weird at first but feels great now…for the most part. Usually, he likes to just cum inside me to finish. It kinda hurts ngl, but why does it feel so good when I feel his cock pulsing inside me. It kinda relaxes me. Sometimes after a good fucking, I find that my dick has almost, like, spontaneously shot precum or at least something that looks like that. Moby always has me keep his cum inside me after he unloads. He’s very adamant about that. Often, he’ll make me go to bed with his cum still inside my ass. It turns me on ngl.

The last time Moby let me cum was almost a month and a half ago at this point. I’m so fricking horny all the time and I don’t know what to do with all of it! I can’t think straight. Moby keeps reassuring me that when the time is right, my “body will learn to cum just from me fucking you” and that I have to learn to cum from his cock sliding in and out of me. Whereas before it’d hurt for him to slide his dick inside me, now it’s kinda starting to feel good. I don’t know. It’s a weird feeling. I feel confused but strangely satisfied. What do I do, Sam?

Moby just told me last night that he plans on keeping the key to my cage on a more permanent basis. He said I’m ready. At times, he calls me “boy.” He says that he wants me to stay locked basically all the time and that he’d let me out occasionally in the shower so he can clean me. I work from home, so that isn’t a real big concern. He doesn’t want me to have access to my penis anymore, basically. He said, “It’s either my cock or your nub. You can’t have both, so choose.” I don’t know what to do. Sometimes my dick strains so hard in it cage that it feels like it’s gonna break out. It never does, of course.

So, I guess, what do I do, Sam? I’m kinda at a loss. This all seems to have happened so suddenly and now I seem to be living a life where I can’t even touch my own dick without permission. That doesn’t feel normal. I’m forced to sit down to pee (which Moby likes) and service his cock when he pleases. And to be honest with myself…I absolutely love it…while feeling utterly terrified at the same time. What do I do? Is this normal? If I go with this, is it even possible to live a life without really using my dick? What if other guys find out? I really like Moby’s dick though…ugh…I don’t know.

Best,

Johnny

You can hear the panic in Johnny’s words, can’t you? But beyond that panic, there is also the sound of fulfillment and purpose!

Every step of Master Moby has taken during the course of enslaving Johnny has been one of curiosity fueled by his primal instincts. He seems to be approaching this enslavement of Johnny in the same way any animal blindly and thoughtlessly follows its instincts at the right time. It was inevitable that Master Moby’s Alpha instinct would kick in and he would need to take further and deeper control of Johnny until Johnny accepted what he is to Master Moby: his faggot.

Personally, I can’t help but wonder about Master Moby’s past, and whether or not he ever had any exposure to faggot worship and service prior to being with Johnny. Regardless, it’s so very clear that the Alpha programming within him demanded that Johnny must be subjugated, placed into chastity, and turned into his property.

To answer Johnny’s concluding questions:

1. There is nothing more to do except obey Master Moby and try to please him.
2. As I laid out above, yes, this is perfectly normal for an ascending Alpha who is truly embracing his power and authority as such. It’s also normal for an Alpha who wants to be the Master of a personal faggot.
3. Yes, it’s possible to live a “normal” life without the use of your dick. Nature made the call at birth when it gave you a substandard dick and submissive personality. You’re now owned by an Alpha endowed with a large cock and the dominance to use it. Your dick is now nothing more than a urination device, as well as a means for Master Moby to train you (through caging it) to focus on the only true cock in the relationship: HIS COCK.
4. Who cares what anyone else thinks about your caged penis? Yes, they might laugh or be morbidly curious about it. So what? By wearing that cage you are proudly displaying the fact that you are the property of a true Alpha Master like Moby. Out of all the faggots he could own, he chose YOU. Nobody else wears Master Moby’s chastity cage, so look at it like a wedding ring and be PROUD!

I love receiving experiences like this one. They go a long way to indisputably proving not only the TRUTH of Hierarchy, but also its INEVITABILITY. These are the roles we are meant to inhabit and fulfill. Even when we don’t understand why we do the things we do or why we love it, NATURE DOES!

Being born a faggot and then fulfilling that purpose is not easy. We are used roughly, treated harshly, drained and discarded and forgotten. Actual trash might have it better, because at least trash has someone to pick it up. A faggot ultimately has nobody.

Unless they’re owned.

Being owned by an Alpha should be the goal for any faggot seeking lifetime fulfillment. Why? Because it’s a harsh world for a weak and defenseless thing like a faggot! Having an Alpha owner protects us from harm while giving us purpose. From an evolutionary perspective, that’s probably how faggot ownership happened, as faggots sought to be useful to the more dominant Alphas of a collective.

But even when we are owned, life can be stressful. Masters often have long lists of demands on our time with chores and other stuff. And then there are the constant demands for sex, which of course we love, but we tend to get beaten up in the process of getting fucked in our throats and asses (not to mention the spankings, whippings, restraints, chokings, and everything else).

That’s why AFTERCARE is so very important in relationships that involve power play. It’s defined nicely this way:

The time spent following sexual activity where partners check in with each other, providing comfort and ensuring both feel cared for and relaxed by engaging in activities like cuddling, talking, or simply taking a moment to unwind together.

In pure Alpha/faggot situations (especially involving straight Alphas), there’s typically not a lot of aftercare happening. Straight Alphas don’t provide a lot of aftercare with their females, so it’d be a mistake to expect straight Alphas to show care and concern for their faggots.

But it can happen. I know it can, because I’ve been owned by straight Alphas who showed aftercare for me. I’ve known of straight Alphas who have given aftercare for other faggots. So it does happen, and it really speaks to the inner qualities of the Alpha when he does.

Why is aftercare important anyway? Well, let’s face it: when Alphas use subs, they tend to get rough. Violent. Abusive. Degrading. It’s nothing more than the animal side buried within every Alpha coming out during a primal moment. I call it Beast Mode. During this time, Alphas slap, spit, choke, and show a kind of hate that can be frightening (as well as exciting).

But once an Alpha has finished and is coming down from his rut, he pretty quickly returns to a state of deep relaxation and contentment, but for the one being used (female or faggot), they are still in a state of alarm. It’s natural. The body produces adrenaline while under stress, and that doesn’t dissipate so easily.

So it’s important for an Alpha to comfort the faggot. Holding it, stroking its hair, speaking encouragingly to it, all help to remind it that it’s still valuable and cherished. The net effect of this kind of aftercare is to build loyalty in the faggot. Once it realizes that its Owner doesn’t mean it harm, it’s drawn to both the power it experienced while being used and the compassion it experienced afterward.

The following video captures a form of aftercare. The Alpha has just finished breeding his faggot, and he spends some time holding the faggot while gently stroking his cock inside it. The soft caresses and the nuzzling tells the faggot it pleased him well and that it is valued. It’s beautiful.

So Alphas, take some time to comfort your faggots. Whether it’s a massive financial drain or a rough, rape-like fuck, your faggots are serving out of loyalty and devotion to you. Let them know their sacrifices are not unappreciated or in vain.

Hi, I would like to ask for some advice. I am a married guy close to 40. I am happy with my wife but I also want to be satisfied sexually. My kinks are humiliation, degradation, slavery, and submission. I started to read about that and I started to crave becoming a faggot. I never had gey tendency but I would love to try that. I am not sure if this is for me so I decided to contact a few masters online to become an online slave and at least try this way for now. But when I contact them I often hear that they need to see my face to start. I am not sure if this is a path for me, and I don’t feel comfortable showing my face at the beginning of this journey. I would like to begin anonymously. So always this ends our relationship. How should I try to fulfil my lust?

Thank you for this! 

First of all, be grateful that you’re finding serious Masters, because there are a lot of game players even among Men who call themselves Masters. So at least it seems like you’ll have options if it gets that far.

Have you thought about being dominated online in the financial domination scene (or “findom”)? That’s a relatively easy way to taste the scene and see if that even appeals to you at all. Yes, it’ll cost you a few hundred dollars most likely, so if you can squirrel away that much and keep it concealed from your wife, then I’d try that. 

Otherwise, you’ll just need to keep trying until you can find one that is willing to meet you in public somewhere without seeing a pic first. They’re out there, trust me.

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