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NEEDING TEDDY

We waved at Babajide as he got into his car, and watched him drive off before going into the house. It was just some minutes past 12am. A few hours

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AT THE END OF MY BREATH (Part 2)

Previously on AT THE END OF MY BREATH… * “My name is Dillish. And I’m gay.” After I said this, I took a moment to observe the reaction from the

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AT THE END OF MY BREATH

It was a hot evening on November 7th 2017, and I was seated outside, enjoying the cool breeze with some members of my family under the mango tree in our

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WHEN SOMEBODY ASKS ME: “WHAT’S YOUR ROLE?”

We’re gay men. We love boys. We love dicks and asses, and some other things in between. But our sexual preferences and how we like to explore in bed varies

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ANSWERING THE SIREN CALL

To be caught in an emotional turmoil was the last thing I expected I’d have to deal with when I resumed school for the final semester of my university education

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THE POLICE IS NOT YOUR FRIEND, ESPECIALLY WHEN YOU’RE GAY

When you read this story, you will want to say many things about what I should or should not have done. You will recognise my startling naivete and be vexed

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TRUTH OR DARE

Weeks ago, after the NYSC camp exercise, I moved into the accommodation provided by my Primary Place of Assignment (PPA). I was wary about the setup I would be the

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A SERIES OF BAD DECISIONS

Where do I even start from? Well, I’m a gay man in his mid-twenties who’s never had a one-night stand or a random hookup. On this particular day though, I

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THE ANGEL’S SPY

The first time I set my eyes on Rahman was at a friend’s birthday party in December 2013. Left to myself, I wouldn’t even have been at that party. I

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MAMA TOLD ME NOT TO TALK TO STRANGERS

I was at the park in Onitsha. My destination was Port Harcourt. As I was settling down in the bus, I noticed a bike drop a young man a short