Tag "Betrayal"

Kito Stories 14 Comments

THE ORIGINAL SIN (A Kito Story)

I met Moet (the name he introduced himself to me with) on Grindr. I was in Enugu and he was in Port Harcourt. We were chatting off and on for

Kito Stories 24 Comments

THE BROTHER’S KEEPER (A Coming Out Story)

I come from a large family, seven siblings and my mother. My father passed away years ago. My siblings and I are all adults and grown out of our home

Our Stories 21 Comments

MY BOYFRIEND AND THE OTHER MAN

I know I said boredom and a lack of compatibility were the reasons why Muhammad and I broke up. But that isn’t entirely the case. Muhammad has an older friend

Kito Stories 9 Comments

WHEN FRIENDS ARE ENEMIES (A Kito Story)

I recently learned of Kito Diaries through the kito alert Instagram page. And as I was going through the various photo updates of the scum on the page, I came

Fiction 20 Comments

RINGS

Rings. I have no idea why they remind me so much of the morning of that day. Maybe it’s because it was the last medium through which our bodies touched.

Our Stories 26 Comments

FIRST LOVE. LAST LOVE?

I am almost 30 years old this day, and I cannot believe how much he still makes me feel like the love-struck boy he got to know years ago. Jonathan

Dear KD 34 Comments

Dear KD: I Am Secretly Dating My Best Friend’s Brother

For a long time, I wanted to bring this issue here to seek advice, because I didn’t want to risk the person I’m concerned about seeing it. But then, he’s

The Happenings 3 Comments

Woman confronts gay best friend for having sex with her boyfriend in dramatic TikTok video

A TikTok video of a young woman calling out her gay best friend for having sex with her boyfriend has gone viral. TikTok user allyvlogs1 uploaded the video earlier this

Fiction 19 Comments

A VIOLENT SHADE OF RED

Love, they say, conquers all things. I’m now sure that that’s not entirely true. For I wonder why love hasn’t conquered all the pain that have weighed down on my

Fiction 10 Comments

A Rehearsal for Loneliness

My ex-boyfriend is seated opposite me, here in my friend’s house. Calling him “ex” makes me feel some type of way, because our breakup was not exactly conventional. You know,