Men in prison gay sex stories

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Without lube or condoms, the bigger of the three rammed his d*ick up my butt. There was nothing I could do as two of them forced me on my knees while the third kept watch. They rustled me into a porters closet and told me to strip down. I knew there wasn’t jack I could do or I would be stabbed to death. When I went to scream for help, one of them put a shank to my throat and told me flat out that he would slice me. I learned this the hard way because a fews days after being gangbanged and group raped, the same three LK’s did it again to me. That's because you become their property – slave to be used for sex. After you get raped by a gang in prison, they basically own you. That’s because one of the first things you learn behind bars is that snitches don’t live very long.Īnd here is the thing.

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I had thought about reporting the rape to the corrections officers (COs) who found me but decided against it. When I came to, I woke up in a shower stall with white stuff on my face and butt. One of them used a piece of rebar and struck me on the side of my head, knocking me out cold. I tried to tell the them no but quickly found out that when the LK’s want something, they get it. Related: Man raped in college by fellow teammates At the beginning of my second week, three members of the Latin Kings ( LKs) forced me to have sex with them. But after that, things went downhill fast.

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My first week wasn't as bad as I thought.

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