Kito Stories

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Kito Alert: A Word To The Wise III

Regarding dating sites and the people we meet online, there is more information that recently came to my attention. Apparently, these kito experiences no longer just happen when you go

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HIS KITO STORY (EDITION 27)

This story is a narrative of what happened to me in December. It’s been a battle of the mind over the decision to share or not to share, but I

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Kito Alert: A Word To The Wise II

A KDian offered this information as yet another kito technique we should look out for: The person he chatted with on Grindr said he was a 36 year old man

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HIS KITO STORY (EDITION 26)

I don’t think anyone living in Ojo axis is real. This is my kito (escape) story. Around the first few days of 2017, I met this guy on Grindr with

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IS THIS A KITO STORY?

My second visit to Lagos was both exciting and scary for me, mainly because I was sort of moving into the city. I guess the scary part came with the

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KITO ALERT! XVI

So a friend of mine, King Bey, who had a flight out of Lagos on a Friday, decided to have a little fun on Badoo – fun that quickly turned

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WOMAN, BEWARE OF MEN IN FEMALE CLOTHING

I’d just moved to Lagos and I was ready to explore the city in all the ways I could. It was my second time staying alone (NYSC was the first)

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HIS COMING OUT STORY (Edition 7)

There was no ceremony involved in how my sister got to know that I’m gay. She asked me the question one day, out of the blue: “Kennedy, are you gay?”

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Reflections

I was standing there, in front of the mirror, tears falling freely down my cheeks. It was a stormy night. There were no clouds, and yet it was a dark

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THE ENEMY WITHIN: A Kito Story

His name is Ehis Raymond Bassey and goes by the nickname Billz. I met him through a female corper friend of mine in April in Abuja. She’d come to see