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Thrill Chasers

“Where are you?” The words pop up on my screen. It is a private message from someone. I check the handle, ‘ilovesoccer’. I groan and minimize the message. I click

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FATHER, FORGIVE ME, FOR I HAVE SINNED

Writer’s Word: This is a work of fiction and I do not, in any way, support pedophilia. 7: 38 pm The light from the laptop screen plastered my shadow against

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THE THRESHOLD

I was born on a cold dreary September morning. My mother would sometimes tell me in that way people tell stories they have forgotten they’ve told a hundred times about

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Short Story: Help! My Husband Is Gay!

Originally published on harryitie.com * “Help! My husband is gay!!!” That is the message Sister Sade sent to our Church WhatsApp Group. The message is followed by a series of

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WHEN GOD CALLS

You turned off the spigot and looked into the steaming pool of water in the bathtub that shone bright-white from a religious and painstaking scrub with bleach. You dipped the

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MATERIAL BOYS

Gay men are often touted as people known to possess a measure of wit and humour – an impressionable style and appearance too. If this was a standard with gay

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On The Line

“Kill the gays! Kill them!” Chima thundered. Chima’s eyes resembled the fiery pellets that seeped through the roof into the hut. We were cornered by love and tradition. Two Romeos,

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The Gaycation He Would Never Forget

FOREWORD: This story was inspired by the time someone close to me told me he met the porn star, Rocco Steele, during a vacation in Europe. He sent me pictures

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SERENDIPITY

They met at a colleague’s wedding. Evans was forced to attend since the entire office would be going. He avoided any interaction with his colleagues outside work and this had

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BOLA’S STORY

Let’s call her Bola. Bola was fifteen years old when she discovered it or rather when it dawned on her. Bola was a PK, you know, a pastor’s kid. She