5. It's a gays life

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"God sees EVERYTHING."

Jessie was a young African-American man who had a short afro, and always dressed like he was homeless. Jessie and his best friend Tyrone have known each other since they were young. They both became Bloods on the same day, and the two live next to eachother. Jessie loved Tyrone but not in a friendly way. He could never tell Tyrone he was gay because he was scared that he would get shot. Jessie usually didn't partake in any the raping of woman, or many gang bangs for that matter, but when Tyrone would push him into it, he'd always pretend that it was a boy anyway.

After years of keeping this secret from anyone, Jessie thought that it'd be a better idea to just go find a boyfriend in secret. He didn't get very far, he was about to ask out a guy before realising that if he was seen with a guy, he'd probably get mocked and shot.

After thinking about his situation, he figured that if a his boy friend looked like a girl, no one would judge him. One night when no one was out on the streets, he slipped into a gay club to see if any transgenders were there.

He had a few drinks, talked to some guys. Suddenly, everyone in the club ran up to the stage hootin and hollering. After realising the guys were gone, Jessie went over to see what the guys were yelling about, and there he found a cross dresser dancing and lip syncing. The transvestites stage name was "Amethyst" but her real name was Crystal. Jessie was stricken by her gorgeous appearance. After stripping off everything except for a jock strap, Amethyst went back stage. A love-sick Jessie climbed up on the stage and followed her to her make up room (which was really just a second bathroom made to not look as trashy).

He got to talk to her. Not many words were said, she looked like she had fallen in love with Jessie. After speaking, they went out on the town, making out in an alley way, getting drunk. They got back to Jessies house, where the smoked and fucked hard. Jessie's cock wasn't as big as Tyrones, but it was still a nice cock, and Crystal was all into it, like her ass was literally bouncing on his cock, and they fucked like there was no tomorrow, and Jessie had never been happier.

That morning, the had some coffee for breakfast, and they began to talk. Crystal moves from state to state so she can preform at other gay bars. She packed her shit up and left as soon as she could. A tight schedule is a tight schedule. Jessie wanted to go so badly, but he realized she didn't want him.

Once she left at around lunch, Jessie start crying. He didn't know what he could do, and he was never as happu as he could've been again. On the night that Crystal left, Jessie started contemplating suicide. He looked at his pistol, and he looked at his phone.

"Why me?"

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