Comrade, once a common name, has now become a synonym for homosexuality. In the more than one year since I entered this circle, I have experienced so much. When I really experienced the taste of love, the sudden change made me panic. I know it is my fault, and it is my suspicion that made love leave me, but my tears and my calls can no longer win his heart back... I am an ordinary college student from a county town. Although the results of the college entrance examination were far from my ideal, I still required myself to do my best. Soon, I stood out among many of my peers and became a student leader. But I was born to be playful. I started surfing the Internet in my first year of high school. Now, surfing the Internet is still a "compulsory course" for me. The Internet has changed my life and also allowed me to enter the "gay" circle. Yu is the second friend I met. He has a family and a very cute son. He is mature, steady, and his smile is very attractive. Yu and I met last summer. We both went to the "gay chat room" on a certain website. That day, we chatted for a long time and got along very well. Later, Yu said he wanted to invite me out for dinner, and I agreed without thinking. About half an hour later, Yu came downstairs to my dormitory. The first time I saw Yu, I fell in love with him. He wore a…

Zhao, a paraplegic man from Jilin, was sentenced to serve his sentence in Siping Prison on January 15, 2009 for robbery and attempted murder. He tested positive for HIV antibodies in prison in June 2011. Zhao and his family believed that the prison management had problems that led to his infection, and filed an administrative compensation lawsuit. The Compensation Committee of the Jilin Provincial High Court and the Compensation Committee of the Supreme People's Court both determined that Zhao was infected with HIV while serving his sentence in Siping Prison, and that Siping Prison had faulty supervision and should be held responsible for compensation.Zhao's family said that Zhao was released from prison in early March and they were worried about his follow-up treatment and care. The Jilin Provincial Prison Administration Bureau confirmed that Zhao would be released from prison and was carrying out resettlement work, such as applying for minimum living allowance and contacting the Disabled Persons' Federation. Zhao's family said that after Zhao tested positive for HIV in prison, they filed an administrative lawsuit against Siping Prison and demanded state compensation of about 8 million yuan.On January 24, 2019, the Compensation Committee of the Jilin Provincial High Court revoked the previous relevant compensation decision, ordered Siping Prison to pay Zhao 100,000 yuan in mental damages, and rejected other compensation requests. On October 14 of the same year, the Supreme Court Compensation Committee rejected Siping Prison's appeal and upheld the Jilin Provincial High Court's decision on state compensation for Zhao's HIV infection in Siping Prison. Zhao's family said that Zhao…

You can't read this article. But I still say these words in my heart to you. Coming out to you is so simple and natural. But behind it is my difficult journey of self-awareness. Coming out to someone you once loved I have known you for 14 years. From a very early time, you have been my teacher, close friend, sister, and mother. We have always talked about everything. But I know that the fact that "Yingya may be a homosexual" is a forbidden area between us that we cannot step into. In your heart, you must have used various methods to blur this gap. 14 years have passed, and I finally mustered up the courage to tell you: I am a homosexual. Telling you means admitting to you that my feelings for you back then were love; it means telling you that I loved you. After confirming my orientation, I have always wanted to tell you so that you can understand the real me. This means a lot to me. But I have been hesitating. This may be too shocking news for you. Born in 1972, you are open-minded and have a good mind, but you have too little knowledge about homosexuality. I don't know what you think. I dare not touch that forbidden area, and I dare not confess to you many years later that I really loved you back then. That day we went to see Harry Potter 7 with your daughter. On the way back, the topic of homosexuality came up. I finally said, "Me too."…

I should be the most unlucky gay. I am only in my early 20s and a college student. I don’t understand why those gays are so fickle, like one-night stands, promiscuous sex, and all kinds of sexual behaviors with their gay friends, while I am so lucky and healthy. I am not a very promiscuous homosexual, and I had just started to get involved in the gay circle. I had sex with a gay college student who was studying in the same city as me, and as a result I contracted AIDS. When I was donating blood voluntarily, I received a blood test notice saying that I had AIDS. I didn't believe it at all at the time, and I secretly went to the most prestigious hospital in the city for a check-up. I hoped so much that I was lucky, but the test result still showed that I was infected with AIDS! The news was like a bolt from the blue. I was completely thrown on the brink of life and death. The thought of suicide suddenly sprouted from the bottom of my heart. I felt that life was playing a cruel joke on me, but I had to accept this joke. When I committed suicide, I was in great pain. Thinking of my parents, I just couldn't bring myself to end my life and say goodbye to this ruthless world. I could imagine that if I died, my parents would definitely not be able to live. I used to be their hope. I was always praised by my…

The world of love falls apart That day, we had been together for three years and one month. In the past, she would definitely be watching the news at around 7 o'clock every day, while I would be surfing the Internet. But that night, before the news was over, he said he was not feeling well and wanted to rest early. I have always been in poor health, but he has almost never felt unwell, and the twice-a-year physical examinations at his company showed that he was in good health. I obediently accompanied him to bed, turned on the bedside lamp on my side, and leaned against the bed to read. At around nine o'clock in the evening, he woke up and told me that he couldn't breathe. I persuaded him to go to the hospital, but he didn't want to, saying "It's okay, just sleep for a while", but I couldn't fall asleep because of my worry. At midnight, I found that he began to breathe heavily, and it was obviously very difficult, so I persuaded him to go to the hospital again. He was afraid that I would worry, so he said it was okay. At three o'clock in the morning, I turned on the light and saw that his lips were purple and his face was blue. I wanted to wake him up, but he didn't respond. I quickly called 120, then dressed him, and carried him, who weighed 150 pounds, on my small body of 100 pounds, from the third floor to the first floor. At…

It was late, but I still couldn't sleep. My chest was so stuffy that I could hardly breathe. At the beginning of this year, I had some physical symptoms, the most serious of which was blood in my stool, which was extremely painful. It was not until April that I had the courage to go to the hospital for treatment because I felt embarrassed to take off my pants in front of the doctors and nurses. After an electronic anorectal examination, the doctor found many problems and recommended that I have an operation. An hour after the preoperative examination, the blood test results came out, but the doctor refused to perform the operation on me because I was HIV positive. This result was not a bolt from the blue for me, but the looks from the doctors and nurses made me want to jump directly from the outpatient building (since this was a rapid test, the hospital was afraid that the test results would be inaccurate and asked me to go for a re-examination the next day. If the result was confirmed to be positive the next day, they would ask for my identity information). When I came out of the hospital, it was drizzling in Shenyang in April and the sky was gray, just like my mood. I called my two best friends and told them the test results. They said, "It may be a misdiagnosis. Go to the CDC tomorrow for an accurate test. Don't worry about it." "Your heart is not good. Don't think too much. Rapid…

For a change, this BL story feels surprisingly realistic, from the storyline to the way the characters speak and react. They’re messy and unpredictable, which gives viewers a roller coaster of emotions as the leads try to figure out themselves and their complicated relationship. I didn’t expect much from a BL series featuring a Filipino and a Korean guy set in LA, but it actually turned out to be quite enjoyable. With just seven episodes, each around 22-25 minutes long, it’s an easy and fun watch. The story follows Filipino filmmaker Andre Lee, who wins the Grand Jury Award at a Los Angeles film festival for his short film. His celebration is short-lived, however, when he falls victim to a scammer who steals a large sum of his money with promises of big Hollywood dreams. Now in need of a place to stay, Andre also becomes determined to track down the thief. He finds Joshua, a hardworking Korean immigrant, online, who is looking for a roommate. As they share the space, Andre becomes drawn to Joshua, though Joshua is a reserved man who keeps his distance. Joshua secretly cares for Andre, finding him small jobs here and there, but there’s something holding him back. We eventually learn that one of Joshua’s exes, someone he deeply cared for, cheated on him for a green card, and his conservative father threw him out when he found out he was gay. Despite these challenges, the two develop a happy relationship, but Andre faces an obstacle—he doesn't have the proper paperwork to stay in…

This film feels like one of those breezy, emotionless movies where the filmmaker is possibly lost in trying to convey some deep message. It's disappointing because it's from the same director who made The Way He Looks, one of my all-time favorite films. It’s not that the movie is bad, but by the time it’s over, there’s really nothing memorable to take away from it. João is a 32-year-old filmmaker living in São Paulo, who, after ending a 10-year relationship with Hugo, turns to dating apps in search of another boyfriend. He believes the relationship ended on a high note, which is a good thing— after all, like any good TV show, you don't want to stay when things start getting boring. He throws himself into the world of dating apps, but isn’t in any rush to meet anyone. He wants to take things slow. He meets up with a couple, Alexandre and Rodrigo, and his voyeuristic tendencies lead to an unexpected flirtation with his career. He also meets Viktor, a guy he likes, but after a few flings, the connection fades. João is also a struggling filmmaker, his screenplay delayed by the production company. Fed up with editing tedious educational films, he finds success as a cameraman for amateur art porn, filming private couples. Some of these couples even invite him to join in, but João declines, largely due to the influence of the gay couple he met earlier. João decides to channel his life into writing, turning his experiences into a script. But as his romantic life doesn't…

This film has been a hot topic for many reasons. With Daniel Craig playing a gay character and the direction handled by the same filmmaker behind Call Me By Your Name, the expectations were understandably sky-high. Regrettably, I have to admit that the film ended up feeling deeply disappointing. By the time the film neared its conclusion, I had lost all investment, which is truly unfortunate. The story, Queer, is set in Mexico City in the 1950s. It follows William Lee, a homosexual American expat, who is struggling with opioid addiction and aimlessly drifting through the local bar scene, hoping to find fleeting connections with younger men. He’s desperately searching for validation, craving moments of love to temporarily free him from his invisibility and isolation. When he encounters Eugene, a former American soldier, William believes he has finally found the deep connection he’s been longing for. William becomes completely consumed by the idea of being close to Eugene, his desire evident in the way he awkwardly tries to communicate his feelings, through nervous glances and tentative gestures. At one point, he even seeks reassurance from his one queer friend, asking if Eugene might share his feelings. The two begin spending time together, but it quickly becomes clear that Eugene doesn’t feel the same way. They do become physically intimate, and while it’s initially passionate, William’s obsession spirals into an addiction. Unable to distinguish between healthy longing and unhealthy obsession, he loses himself in a delusional hope, clinging to a dream that consumes him entirely. Despite their age and romantic differences,…

"Herec," which translates to 'Actor,' is a fascinating portrayal of a young gay actor navigating the repressive climate of early communist Czechoslovakia. It uncovers how he is manipulated by various figures for their personal agendas, focusing heavily on the real-world struggles artists faced during this tumultuous period. Specifically, the series sheds light on the unsettling reality of actors being coerced into espionage for the state. This gripping miniseries, spanning three episodes, serves as a poignant examination of human nature and the complexities of acting under extreme pressure. The hero’s morality is constantly in question, adding an intriguing layer to his development as the story unfolds. Each episode lasts between 70 to 90 minutes, making for an intense viewing experience. While this isn't a "gay story" per se, it is deeply relevant, depicting the journey of a closeted gay actor entangled in the political web of the communists, as they use him to seduce powerful men for intelligence purposes, with harrowing consequences. Set in the 1950s during the communist regime, the character of Láník is introduced as a promising yet overlooked actor, struggling with the harsh realities of the theater world. Living with his sister and grandmother, Láník faces the constant threat of eviction from their home. In a desperate attempt to secure work, he takes a job as a repairman at a university, where he strikes up a conversation with a math professor, revealing his remarkable aptitude for the subject. The professor, impressed by Láník’s talents, gradually seduces him and invites him to his weekend cottage. However, their secretive relationship…

After the farewell, my left arm felt weightless and my chest was empty. That night, I held gay in my arms. I know you are sleepy, a slight cold makes you sniff your nose constantly. In your sleep, you toss and turn like a frightened kitten, and I have to cover you with a blanket all night. It is the beginning of winter, and this city by the Yangtze River is very cold. I don't know how to make you feel at peace, I am at a loss. You approach me in my dreams, where is your warm place? You put your head on my shoulder, and finally breathed long and evenly, snoring occasionally. Yes, you caught a cold. I could only stay still, afraid of waking you up. In the darkness, I looked at you with a little love, and we had only met for less than ten hours. Is it just sympathy? I remembered the words that Pai Hsien-yung left on the title page of "Bad Sons": "Written to those children who wandered alone on the streets in the deepest darkness, with nowhere to go." We sipped the best Blue Mountain coffee under the dim lights of "Grinding Time". Now I like to add more milk and sugar. Once upon a time, I only drank pure black coffee, bitter, fragrant and lingering, the pure taste was just less rich. We talked about homosexual topics, he talked about his love history, I talked about my friendship. Yu Lai felt that love was just as strong when it was deep.…

I have been a rebellious child since I was young. My family was well off when I was a child, but we had the worries that come with being a wealthy family. Broken family, lonely me When I was 6 years old, something happened in my family. The money my parents had worked hard for was taken away by my father's good friend. My parents divorced, and I followed my mother and changed her surname. So I have a weird temper. Rather than saying I am weird, I am just a weird person. I am a loner by nature and don't like to make friends. I believe that friends are there to be used and betrayed. When I was 9 years old, I became sensible. My mother was often not at home. I cooked, washed clothes, did housework, and attended classes by myself. My grades were always good, but no parents ever came to parent-teacher meetings. The teacher asked me several times, and I could only say that I didn’t know if my mother could come. When I was 11 years old, I found a disc of porn in the closet. I was very curious at that time, but I didn't dare to watch it alone, so I called my cousin. He was 16 that year. After watching it, I felt an urge in my lower abdomen. My cousin also looked at me with blurred eyes and asked me if I wanted to try it. I was excited at the time and said yes to him. That was my first…