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The Two Types Of Alphas

When Men discover and comprehend the great power Nature bestowed upon them, a choice must be made. It’s a difficult choice, one that should involve sober reflection and consideration. It all hinges on a deeply personal question:

How should a Man use his power?

We live in a world where so many Men use their power for terrible things; shocking acts of violence, greed, hatred, and terror. They lash out in hideous ways against the innocent and weak simply because they can. 

These types of Alphas (if they can properly even be called such) are what Sir Titus once called “destroyer Alphas.” These are Alphas who employ their strength and Hierarchical status to intimidate, harass, bully, crush, and harm those defenseless inferiors cowering in terror around them. 

The BDSM fetish community is rife with destroyer Alphas. These sadists relish the pain they inflict on the faggots and females they enslave. They like the breakdown of the human spirit, the inhuman cries of their afflicted victims, and the physical marks their form of domination leaves on the bodies of lesser humans. 

Many Alphas begin their Alphahood as destroyer Alphas. It’s the nature of young Manhood, sowing their oats and testing the limits of their powers. They often move in packs at that stage, pushing each other to deeper and darker depths of depravity. They use people at will, reveling in the easy submission of the weak and helpless. They bask in the worship and respect their aggressive dominance commands. 

But after this early stage of Alpha development, the cream separates from the milk, and a new class of Alpha emerges - Protector Alphas. These are Alphas whose inherent sense of goodness, fairness, and duty override the base instincts powering destroyer Alpha tendencies. 

Protector Alphas are real-life superheroes.

They gladly accept the worship and submissive service of those faggots and females they own, but each one in their care feels safe and appreciated. A Protector Alpha seeks to stabilize and support those serving Him even during the deepest moments of submission. 

A Protector Alpha will look across a road, see an injustice, and move to act. A Protector Alpha is the first one running into a burning building, or assisting the elderly, or stopping cruel acts against minorities and the weak. They take up the cause of righteousness in their strong arms and carry it to completion.  

When I say that Alphas are gods, I’m specifically talking about these Protector Alphas. Protector Alphas are the very best a Man can be, the purest distillation of Masculinity.

I have largely served Protector Alphas in my life. I credit this long time serving Protector Alphas with some of my sense of self-worth despite being a faggot. These great Men used me thoroughly, of course, but they always took time to reassure me that I was valuable property or provide aftercare when things got rough. Even just a “good boy” from a Protector Alpha makes a world of difference to a faggot.

For the longest time on this blog I couldn’t find many examples of Protector Alphas, because sites in this community typically favor destroyer Alphas. There were some standout examples, though - @natural-hung-bull, @straightalphamike, @firstamongmen, @alphaexploits, @alpha-dade, @thealphatank​ - but they were hard to find.

But recently I have uncovered some spectacular Protector Alphas out in the wild. The best examples are Master Nick and Master Nikola, the straight gods in Toronto who own four live-in faggots. Yes, they use their faggots thoroughly. However, their faggots all know their service is appreciated and they have the protection of their owners at all times. These two Protector Alphas paid large sums of money to rescue their faggot Lee from the homophobia of his father. Master Nick recently rescued his faggot Yul from a homophobic attack on campus.  

Master Nick and Master Nikola are two of the greatest Protector Alphas I’ve ever known. The example of their lives should inspire other Alphas to raise their game and become better than the base instincts of ordinary Men.

Then, of course, are the examples of two more Protector Alphas I’ve featured here recently - Sir Rob and his teen Alpha son Master Kyle. My Master Sir Rob used his outstanding wisdom and respect for the masculine institution of Alphahood to seek out faggots in order to train his son properly. Every time I speak with Sir Rob, a shiver ripples through my body just from his words and how he expresses his deep knowledge of Alphahood and his own power. He is magical. The faggots who serve him will never fear or be left feeling like a discarded cumrag.

But it’s Master Kyle that is a real jewel currently being carved from the rock Alpha Manhood. I recently mentioned to Sir Rob that his son was still in the “destroyer” phase of his Alphahood, and while he didn’t disagree (after all, Master Kyle is currently leveling cities with his rut like some sort of big-dicked Godzilla), he cautioned that Master Kyle’s age likely had something to do with it. He sees great promise in his son, and I do as well.

To that end, I want to relate a story Master Kyle shared with me:

When I was younger, in my first year of high school, there was this kid in my grade at school. He was your stereotypical “gay kid” you know. Very girly, but very shy. I was not very close with him but I knew him. He was very sweet, a very good guy. But he always had this group of three boys, always on him, laughing of him, sometimes beating him up. One day, they made him cry outside, because they were laughing of him and his mother. ( His mother was sick and had no hair) That was too much for me. I confronted the guys, and as always I ended up in a fight. I beat up the leader and another before a teacher could arrive and separate us. I got detention. At the end of my detention, the gay kid was waiting for me. He thanked me and hugged me. They never bothered him again. Every time I saw him at school, he’d always say hi and give me a warm smile.He finally moved to another state. I remember that today and realized that it was my alphahood speaking again, telling me how to act. Even when I didn’t know, it was there, deep in me.

Then Master Kyle added this:

I always had this feeling in my stomach whenever I saw something not right or an injustice. Was it my alphahood speaking?

Indeed, it was, and speaking loud and clear!

Protector Alphas like these four Men are simply the greatest beings on the earth. They are the reasons why faggots submit their lives to serve them, why we gladly debase ourselves to satisfy their every whim and desire. These are the gods worthy of worship and praise, worthy of any sacrifice or pain in their service. 

These four Men specifically have humbled me so deeply that I have decided to finally go into chastity for the very first time. To honor their greatness. To acknowledge their vast superiority over not only me, but also over all of those destroyer Alphas pretending to take their thrones. 

By locking up my useless clit, I salute these greatest Alphas and their Manhood. What an honor it is to serve Protector Alphas! 

To the destroyer Alphas out there, look at these examples and learn to use your power for good, not evil!

To all Protector Alphas, I say THANK YOU for being the true Kings of the Earth! 

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4 years ago I was a twinky little bitch, now I'm more than 20 kg heavier & pushing iron like it's nobody's business

Yesterday night I was on my bed reading. I had a good day and I was ready to sleep, but you know, I just was reading “that last chapter”, but then my phone sound. Was that particular sound that Kik does. Was Fran, my Sir. We say hi, we talked a little and then, suddenly, he told me, no, he commanded me to cum. Right there right now. I was already hard (I’m always hard with I talk with Fran), so I started jerking off. He demanded to go faster and cum immediately. I took my clothes off and i jerked faster. I came. My cum was all over me. I reported that I have cum, and then he told me to swallow my own cum. All of it. I said, Yes, Sir! I rubbed my fingers on my abs and chest, and I started to feed me. I licked and sucked the cum out of my fingers. Even at the next morning still I can taste it on my mouth. I told him I was done and clean. He respond with a simple: “Good. Cum again.” And that was all I needed to know to obey and start jerking off again. It took me a little bit longer but I was so turned on that I got hard without problem. I licked my hand and put my salive on my cock. I jerk harder and faster. I pull my ball a little and I twisted my nipples. I came. All my muscles shivered. I told Fran that I was done. He said: “Good boy. Is your cock hurting?” Me: “A little” Fran: “Then let’s go again” Again?! That is imposible, I told to myself, but I’m a Jocktoy. He owns me. What I said to myself is irrelevant. What Fran said is what matters. So I start stroking again. This time was harder, way harder. But Fran started yelling to me, pressuring me. That made me think about him being right there with me, milking me, his hand jerking me off, screaming to my face: Cum, Soldier, cum! My cock was hard, I was groaning loud… and I came for the third time. I told him that I was done. He told me to hydrate and go sleep. And he was gone. I stayed on the bed, tired, sore, sweaty, and my mind spending. What the fuck just happened? I was not sure. But I had a deep feeling that I had been used. A feeling of being just an object, a muscle meat… a Jocktoy. Then I smiled.

Fight your fear. Dig deep. Ground yourself. Understand the power of male naked bonding. -Fran

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HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!

Hapoy 2019 to all the Pack, our friends and followers (we have more than 400 now, what?!).

Fran and I wish you the best, but don’t be one of those people who will see “what the year will bring”, be the kind of people who takes of the year what you want to have. Make your opportunities, work hard, fight your battles, and enjoy what you have earn.

We are ready to grow, to get stronger and manlier. We are ready to go even further this year and sharing our journey. We will grow the Pack and help them to achieve their goals... and having so much fun in the proses!

We are ready, are you?

-Arturo

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