Diary of A Gay Black Teen (boyxboy)

Just The Beginning

What's up my name is Tre and my life is a hell of a story.  Hear me out, and trust me you might want to stay for this. I'm 16 and gay. I guess that's what having four sisters would do to you, but my older, and for now only brother, doesn't approve of the way I am. He looks at me with disgust and really tries to make me change who I am, but personally I don't give a fuck what he thinks about me because I'm gone do me regardless.

(5:00 in the morning)

Here I am rushing out my bump bed to go take a piss, Yes I said bump bed. We ain't got it good but regardless I always make something out of nothing. I share a room with my two older twin sisters Mya and Kya and my brother who sleeps on the couch because of the way I am, like I really give a damn. I'm glad I got up before my sisters because living with girls is not as good as it seems, well of course not for me. I dont think I was ever confused, I always knew what I wanted. Maybe because my father wasnt in my life, I been always looking for a male figure to swoop they ass in and play that role. Sixteen years later, its a damn shame. I'm dealing with the same old shit, its just a different day.

After taking a shower I dried off and viewed myself in our cracked and stained filled mirror, while putting on baby lotion. I didn't know what other people thought of me and really didn't care because I considered myself to be thick. Okay kind of this thick. Im not like every boy so I won't brag, I'll just tell the truth. My ass was big because I stayed on my A game. I did sit ups and lifted weights all the time in gym class. I got a Lil muscle, at least I tried too gain a little just so my ass could stick out. What I can say, is I'll never have to worry about poking shit out. Surprisingly I started seeing changes from gym class, but I thought to myself who am I fooling.

I love myself though. My hair is a curly brown Mohawk. I don't know where I got my hair from but I know it damn sure ain't from my mama. I never met my daddy but who gives a fuck, not I anymore. I must of got my broad ass dimples from him too. My cheeks were fat, my lips were fat, I had a mind of a woman with a dick in my hand. I had dimples that appeared just by me talking, now how can I explain that.

(6:00 in the morning)

As time flew pass, my younger sister shot straight into me and burnt me with her hot as curling iron when mam told her to leave her shit alone. “Damn Camry." I rubbed my skin and took care of my little burn.

The day was starting before me, alarms went off, but luckily I was already dressed in my uniform clothes with my white forces on. My mama got half off for all of our shoes because she she knows some dude who know some dude that works at the Nike factory. Its a long process.

Trevon normally took us to school in his dumb ass girlfriend car. My mama dont come home from work until 10:00 in the morning, which I like but at the same time, don't. While everybody rushed to get ready, I sat on the couch and ate some cereal while watching TV. My brother came from down stairs on the phone as usual. He cut his eyes at me and I turned my head to the side. “Boo." He didnt mind me as he went outside to crank up the car up. When he came back in I knew he was gone say some about the way I looked because he kept eyeing me like he had some to say.

He pulled the phone away from his ear telling who ever was on the other end to hold on. "Why the fuck yo pants so tight." I knew it was coming. "They not tight I got on a belt." I said as I stood up and held on to my belt. "Take that shit off." He yelled in my face as he flicked my clothes. I really wanted to smack him. "NO, it ain't nothing wrong with what I got on." I yelled back and sat back down on the couch. "I'm not gone tell you no more and stop talking like that before I smack yo ass." "Whatever nigga." He always threatening me but don't never do shit. I crossed my legs and Trevon grabbed me by my Mohawk and tossed me on the floor like I was nothing. I was shocked.