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What If The Last Sex You Had Is The Last You’ll Ever Have?

So I was browsing through my Facebook timeline when I came across the update of a friend. It was one of those coronavirus teaser posts, a question which went thus:

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Downton Abbey, Mrs Maisel, And The Nigerian Gay Clime

Awhile back, I watched two Western television back to back. One was Downton Abbey, the movie. And the other was the third season of The Marvelous Mrs Maisel. And it

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EVIL, THY NAME IS MAN

When NYSC came around, I was posted to Imo State. Before then, I’d often heard about how the East ties with Lagos as the gay capital of Nigeria, that it

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LIVE TO DIE ANOTHER DAY

The night before, during a routine profile perusal on Grindr, I was the one who messaged him first. I don’t usually do this; I’m usually the one who responds to

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GETTING CONVERTED

So, a few years ago, I was chatting with a friend of mine and he asked me a question which I believe some of us have had to answer at

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WHAM! BAM! THANKS, SAH!

I saw an update made by Kito Diaries on its Instagram page, and it was a post that was basically asking how gay guys can have sex without kissing. “Y’all

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Reincarnation And Pete Edochie’s Thoughts On Homosexuality

This is not a story, but rather, my thoughts on Pete Edochie’s theory on the origin of homosexuality. I’m sure everyone who’s not been living under a rock has since

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THE SHOE ON THE OTHER FOOT

I hadn’t had sex in a long time. Between work and personal commitments, I barely had a social life, let alone time for random hookups. The day I hung out

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CHASING STARS

When I was 19, during my NYSC in the North, I met this guy at the bank after my CDS. For some reason, we were waiting for our turns to

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May They Rest In Peace

I’d just come back from a hectic day at work on Monday, had my bath and was trying to recover from the bitch of a day I’d had – when