This is not because I am a horny bastard or because of the fact I like when a guy is grinding on me or vice versa. It is simply because gay parties provide the perfect atmosphere to be free to do whatever. I mean, we spend three-quarters of our lives pretending to be something we are not; it is always a relief to let your hair down once in a while (literally for some people).
Still, I always wonder why there is always so much drama at gay parties. I attend a lot of parties that are thrown by heterosexual people, and we just all dance, drink and have a good time. Not a lot of time for extra drama. I fear that is not the case with my people, as drama defines us.
Let me illustrate the typical Nigerian gay party.
So I get a text from a friend: ‘Hey Tony, if you are getting this, then it means you have been shortlisted. You are invited to my EXCLUSIVE Birthday Bash at my house. Time is 8pm till dawn. Come ready to have a good time, and this invite admits only ONE person. See you there. Sule.’
As you can see, there is already drama from the invite. Continue reading