One of the LK’s had a shank pushed up against my neck and told me straight out that if I made a sound, he would cut my throat and watch me bleed out. If you think I could have screamed, think again. Then three of them stepped inside while one guy watched the door. That’s when one of them pushed me into the bathroom. Sensing something was about to go down, I tried to get away. I’m guessing now but I’d lay odds they were in their middle to late thirties. Well, not “new” but certainly inmates I had never encountered. I recognized two of them because they were the same bastards who had assaulted me before.īut the other two – they were new. I was on my way to a Christian Worship group when four LKs stopped me near the bathroom. The next incident happened around one month into my sentence. It’s like word gets around, you know? Prison is a very dark place Cornered in the bathroom You see after it happens one time, it will happen multiple times. That’s because, in prison, inmates who tattle don’t live very long.Īnd I wish I could tell you this was the only time I was raped but it wasn’t. Had I snitched on the two LK’s that had assaulted me, I wouldn’t be here to share my story with you now. Seconds later, I found myself in the prison’s infirmary, receiving emergency medical attention.īut I kept my mouth shut.
I lied and told him that I’d slipped and bumped my head. Once I finally made it to the main hallway, a guard spotted me and asked what happened. But what did freak me out was the white stuff oozing from my behind and streaked across my face.Īfter wiping myself off with a sock, I got up and felt super dizzy.
The blood rushing from my temple didn’t bother me. That’s slang for being out of sight from the cameras. Sometime later, I woke up in a closet, which in prison is called “the cut”. When I told them no, one of them pulled out a piece of rebar and clobbered me across the face.Įverything after that is a blur. It was obvious what they wanted because the jerks kept making comments about showing them my backside. When the correctional officers weren’t present, two of the LKs cornered me near the doorway. Plus, I had a part-time job as a furniture mover with a local company.Īt any rate, the rape happened after I was assigned to the Maintenance Shop. Before getting sent to the slammer, I used to work out at the gym and box. Now before I get too far into this, you need to know I wasn’t a scrawny guy. Related: Male sexual assault isn’t about sexual orientation
While I can’t be sure, I’m guessing they were close to my age. You see, one of the things you find out when you get sent away is that everyone knows your business, including who you are and why you are doing time.Īt any rate, on the fifth day of my incarceration, I had two members of the Latin Kings ( LKs) forcing me to have sex with them.
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