The Epitome Of Love

This post is part of a thread following the story of Sir James, a straight married Man coming to understand and embrace the faghood of his beloved son. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

When I define love between two people, one of the primary ways I think it’s best expressed isn’t with words, but actions. It involves standing beside the person you love and supporting them even when you don’t fully understand their situation or even agree with it.

This is the kind of love that should always naturally exist between a parent and a child. Of course, too many times we see a lack of this familial love in this most sacred bond, especially (and tragically) when it involves LGTBQ children. And really, these are the kids who need that kind of support the most.

So it’s really no surprise that the recent story about Sir James coming to terms with his 16-year-old faggot son and supporting him has resonated to strongly with my readership. Gays (and particularly faggots) are in desperate need of fatherly support and compassion, and the example of Sir James is quite inspirational.

In the last update (yesterday) Sir James told of a trip he took with his faggot son over the weekend where he finally broke the ice with his son about his service to three Alphas on his soccer team.

But nothing could prepare me for what Sir James told me just happened this morning.

Just to let you know how things are moving forward. And thanks so much for taking the time to write back.

I did spend a few hours last night reading more about faggots and the links to chastity. I found caged jock to be very informative if a little weird. It is interesting how it is also better for a faggots mental health to be in chastity.  So I came to the understanding that my baby boy would be safer and become a better faggot if he was to go into chastity.  

This morning my boy came into the kitchen as I was drinking my first coffee and he was all ready to go to practice. And I have to admit that he is a very good-looking little faggot. As he went by me I gently brushed up against him and noticed that he had not put the cage on.  “You did not put your cage on?” I asked. “No I don’t like the idea of it.” “Well don’t you think you would be showing the proper respect to your mates if you put it on?” I asked. “I guess” was his answer. “Go get it,” I said.

He slowly went to his room and came back with it and handed it to me. I could tell he was very nervous. But I said this is for the best. I sat at the kitchen table, Told him to stand in front of me and I gently pulled down his soccer shorts and gently cupped his smooth balls in my hand. The ring took a little time to get his balls through. And with a little KY the little tube slid on his little pee-pee. I have to say he looked very beautiful in his little cage in his soccer strip. My baby boy went to grab the little key for the cage and I said “No I will look after that.”  

The drive to practise was a little tense as I think we were both a little surprised by what had just happened.

I stayed for the first half of the practice and it was interesting to see some of the body language on the pitch now that I have an understanding of the dynamics of the team. My boy opened the top of his shorts to him to show his Alpha his cage. He seemed to smile and give my baby a nice head rub.  

I do worry and I hope I am doing the right thing. 

I mean, WOW. That’s a mind-blower!

In a previous letter I suggested that perhaps Sir James might take the lead in putting his son in chastity, but I thought that might be far-fetched. But I’ll be damned – he did it!

I adore the way Sir James loves how his baby boy looks in his new chastity cage! It’s one thing to participate in helping his son achieve fulfillment, but it’s entirely another to feel joy over it! There is a kind of fractured beauty about a sub male in a chastity cage. I had a very similar experience when I finally met my Syrian boy that involved diapers, and let me tell you it was one of the most beautiful memories of my life. I think I understand where Sir James’s heart is right now – soaring!

I’ve never encountered a real life example of deep fatherly love like this one. It moves me to tears and gives me hope that other faggots might find a similar kind of acceptance.

Thank you, Sir James, for being that surrogate of hope for faggots around the world!