S.E.X: The Gay Alphabets?

Ah, my tormentor from the comments section, he with the acerbic things to say, the one, the only Chizzie has finally written something, 🙂 something real not fiction, that he wants to share with all you lovely brethren. Read below and enjoy. Be warned, it has a message at the end of it all that we should all take to heart. 🙂


g12It was intense lust at first Facebook request.  He wasn’t exactly good looking, but he was tall, huge and dark. The first moment I saw his picture, I knew I wanted to be underneath him for hours. So I stalked him on Facebook, sent him a Facebook request and gathered as much information on him as I could. What little information I had looked really promising. He had a good job, a nice car, was in his mid 30s (how I like them), lived alone and, as I was told, had a very big penis.

I was excited; my mind was filled with fantasies of us entwined in bed, rolling between the sheets, of me resting my head on those broad shoulders of his. But as the days gradually turned to weeks and my Facebook request still remained pending, I figured all hope was lost, and had just started moving on with my life – on to the next penis, as I like to say. Then one day, weeks after, I woke up to see that he had not only finally accepted my request but had gone on to like several of my pictures. Surely this was a good sign. Continue reading


Previously on Love And Sex In The City: Introducing Declan in the city of Lagos, on the day that followed the introduction of the anti-gay bill by the Nigerian Senate. His sexcapade with a guy from a party, and his getting dumped by his older male lover, Benson. (Read HERE)

And now, on to today’s episode.


China GBC Project“Who is Iyke and what do you mean he fucked you?”

My heart skipped a beat as I turned to watch my sister, Tonia pad into my room.

That winch! Doesn’t she ever knock?

“Don’t you ever knock?” I groused.

“And that answers my question how?” she sallied, plopping down on my bed.

Up. Fucked me up, that’s what I said. The guy is my friend who disappointed me today.”

“Phew!” Tonia mimed swiping sweat from her forehead with her fingers. “I for fear. With all this talk about the senate passing an anti-gay bill, the last thing I need is to start worrying if my brother likes taking it up his ass.”

“What is that supposed to mean?” Continue reading


African-Amerian-man-thinkingA fucking gay-me

We’ve heard it a million times. It’s the very first line spoken in the series “Queer as Folk”. It’s all about sex! Gays can’t keep their dicks in their pants or in one dude. Fuck love in this “game”. Interestingly, women complain of a similar problem: All men are the same! Yet many women go on to marry…men. In monogamous relationships. (Whether the husband cheats on the side is beside the point.)

So how does this work for them? How do women eventually find love with men while many gays lose hope that there’s that one man out there for keeps, even if for one faithful year?

Individual dick-fferences

Psychology, in collaboration with biology, says most men, are wired to be fine with the superficiality of sexual gratification – compared to women who, early in life, already want the security and constancy a relationship provides. However, my stand is this: that my gender is predisposed to a certain mode of behaviour does not mean everybody who identifies as that gender will behave similarly. In some respects, I am like other guys, and in other respects, I am not. Continue reading


Hello, guys. It’s yours truly, Pink Panther, and I have embarked on a fictional series, one which I will be updating once every week. The story will be chronicling the city life of a Lagos dude – his hook-ups and break-ups and sexcapades and all-what-not. I’m not going to hold back on the raunchiness, so all ye prudish readers, try not to protest too much at my use of strong language, will you? 🙂

Here it is, the episode one. Read and enjoy.



China GBC ProjectI went to the birthday party on Thursday night. I didn’t think I’d have a very good time but I ended up enjoying the night immensely, but that wasn’t because of the actual party.

Yinka and I arrived fashionably late, and everyone else was already there, although I wouldn’t have a clue, I didn’t know any of them apart from Yinka. It was his friend who was hosting the small bash. The apartment was in a secluded part of Ajah, the party was in full swing, and some hips were already rolling to something Flavour was crooning through the speakers. I took a quick visual reconnoiter of the house as we sauntered in, and my heart sank because I couldn’t see any cute guys at all. Continue reading


Whoever said the open letters from the tops was finished thought wrong. These bruthas be vexing. I got another letter – this one from someone who’s an ex-lover (Hush! Don’t tell anyone! 🙂 ) – and we shall call him…er, Dexter. Here’s what he had to say.


stereotypes1#1 Know The Dick You Signed Up For

Bottoms, after probably asking for pictures, demos and whatnot, then get to the top’s place. And then he whips out his schlong. It’s nice. It’s big. It’s majestic. And then, the bottom be like – What is this?! I can’t take this! Hold on! Gimme a minute. Don’t go so deep!

And I’m like – Like hell I won’t. I’m dicking that ass! Continue reading


Oh dear, I truly did think the season for open letters was over, only for Absalom to diss the Tops and have ‘em diss back. That’s right. Another Kito-Diaries-ian – apparently a brutha who’s the ‘humper’ in bed – has responded with an open letter of his own. Have a read and let us know what you think in the comments section.


stereotypes1This is in reply to the post I read earlier on this blog about 5 things we Tops must stop doing. Here now are the 5 things I believe you Bottoms must also stop dump: Continue reading


First of all, I would like to make an announcement, that you may now subscribe to the updates of Kito Diaries, and have them come straight to your email. Simply type in your email address, and click to subscribe, and thenceforth, whenever we update on the blog, you will be updated too.

And now, for the feature piece…another Kito-Diaries-ian (if I may be bold to start calling us that) has submitted a piece for your reading delight. I read it and laughed a lot. Plus, I was also struck by how much I shared the writer’s sentiments. Here, you go, read and enjoy. Oh, and the Tops to whom the piece is directed to, read and take note. 🙂



gay-couple-kissingDear Tops,

This letter is not for all of you, but many-enough of you. I do not presume to speak for every bottom, but at least I speak for meself, and as I am very important to meself, you’d better listen up if you want that second round…date.

Continue reading

Beware! Badoo Gets More And More Dangerous Every Day. Find Out Why

Suspect-ok-620x330I know how we all love to look for love in the different internet dating sites, but its become risky business in this contentious country of ours. According to Saturday Sun, the above picture is that of a gang who use the dating website Badoo to lure men to lonely places where they rob and sometimes kill them. Find the full report below…

Members of a five-man gang of kidnappers, including a lady, have given a gory detail of how they lure men through a popular online dating website known as Badoo to a lonely spot where they attack and rob them of their valuables while the unfortunate ones will be strangled.

The suspects, Micheal Eneji, his brother, Emmanuel Eneji, Chukwu Chibueze, Gift Princess, and Lekia Emmaden Isaac, were apprehended by the Rivers State police command days after the family of one of their latest victims, Shola Olaseinde reported the victim missing. Continue reading

Say Hello To The Bravest Man In Nigeria

Hello, guys, so the response to the advent of this blog has been very mixed. Some folks expressing enthusiasm, and others being wary. Some even have been downright doubtful as to the necessity of this venture. And these reactions have been taken into consideration, the pleasant ones appreciated and the negative ones understandable. After all, na Naija we dey. 14 years is very real (lol). But hopefully, we have providence on our side, and in the same way we pray for life and shelter and provisions and a good man and good sex (:) ), let us pray for the success of this venture.

So, in other news, unless you were kidnapped by Boko Haram’s ancestors and stuck under a rock in faraway Sokoto for many, many years, then, you just must have heard about gay rights activist, Bisi Alimi, the first man to publicly declare his sexuality on Nigerian National Television back in 2004. When I think of that feat, especially in a country such as ours where the hostility toward homosexuals has always been there pre-anti-gay law, I get goose bumps.

13591354923_11303e73a7_b-1Recently, Alimi was in Washington, D.C., where, as an Aspen New Voices Fellow, he had been asked to talk to the World Bank about how they should be handling Nigeria. He also spoke to the Washington Post about his own remarkable circumstances, the realities of LGBT rights in Nigeria, and what, if anything, the international community should do to help.

Read excerpts of the interview below: Continue reading