yes i was repeatedly raped, when i was really young, thankfully im getting over it now.

The truth about all human males is that they all rape. The Courts may not know about it, but they all do rape. It's simply because all humans are part of the animal kingdom and we are all predatory by instinctive nature. It's because of the female's lack of testosterone and a penis and scrotum that she cannot rape. But, all human males rape. Do not let anything fool you.

Rape is it natural??? If my boyfriend had been the victim of severe feminist bullying and he snapped one day, over powered her and raped her, would I feel sorry for her??? I'm sorry I wouldn't. I think feminists are going to contribute significantly to this act of natural power becoming more and more common. I'm not condoning rape I just think the crime varys with the circumstance. To rape a child is pure evil.

have not raped anyone, have been raped. :)

I was raped when I was 13 years old. But I find this question to be questionable as to why it would be asked?

Male here. I'm a muscular guy today, but as a kid I was a towhead blond and rather effeminate looking. I've survived several attempts but never quite been raped. It has never even entered into my head to rape someone else -- perhaps because I knew how it would feel to be on the receiving end.

Wow, where have the days gone when you could grab her by the hair and drag her off (marry her) into your house (cave) and have your way (rape) her. What about when you could give her family some money (bribe/payment) to marry your virgin (younge) bride and have a nice romantic honey moom (rape). What about when your wife/gf says I have a headache (no, means no) but hey lets do it anyway (rape). What about those days when you take some hot chick home from the bar (intoxicated) and wake up with the next day with some ugly chick (rape, but who raped who). What about a cpl of young guys that love (want sex) with each other and do it (rape under the age of 18). What ever happened to the good old days when chicks didnt have the choice (sarcasim). What about the all time chicks favorite I was to scared to say something? Well I will tell you this if you dont say anything, guys are to stupid to read minds. I hope you heard the sinisism with which this article is written. I guess there are lots of versions of rape. I guess I believe there truly is only 2 kinds of rape: 1. Forceable Rape. 2. Child Rape.

Never raped, vice versa. But as a guy, I was sexually harassed back in high school.

I was raped at 10 but I have never raped any one.

yes and yes :(

Yes, I was raped at 15. No, haven't raped anyone.

Yes I was raped at age 9

Yes, and he is probably living through the worst hell. What is really sad is that it probably happened to him as well!!

I was recently druged and raped, unfortunatally I didnt realize what had happened till 2 days after it went on. Now that my mind is finally clear Im remembering alot of things that seem like a awful bad dream. Not sure what to do at this point. Feel absulutely discusted with myself and the worse thing is that they were "homies" of my boyfriend that Ive known for 11 years. Im so scared that Im leaving the state and hopefully can move past this unforgiving situation~~~

I am male. I've never raped or been raped. However I have on occasion groped women's breasts, including stranger's breasts, without their permission. If it's late at night, and a woman is walking alone and wearing a sleeveless top showing a lot of cleavage, then I will seriously consider putting my hand on her breast briefly as we pass. The most serious reaction I've ever had to this is to be slapped. Most of the time the woman just ignores me. On two occasions I've also asked a stranger on the street to show me her breasts for money. One of these women got angry but the other was willing to take off her top and show her breasts for money.

I guess it will matter only if the person wants to get the facts out. I am a rape victim of many scars. As a male, I am terrified of women who were victims of rape, I fear they will come after me to take what is mine also i fear other people who look suspicious. I do not like the feeling of being a rape victim. The nightmares always being played each day in the bedroom I sleep in. I hate the feeling it left me. I have no manhood left in me. It takes my gf to try to get me built up to be the man she wants me to be. Surprisingly other women want me really bad. I look at them as threats. Here is my story from 1991. I was 18 at the time. My friend of mine forced me to lie down on my bed, pulled my pants down. with my hands tied. He rammed his penis inside my anus. While he was doing this, I can hear him mumbling some words like I deserve this and that, If I were his woman, he would do me anytime of the day. After he came inside me. I felt so dirty and shame. I did not want to be touched by no one. I even tried to overdosed on meds to kill myself. After one of my male friends did this to me. I actually hated him, Then he gotten killed. I became his pallbearer. I really am glad to put the past down in the grave because I need to try to heal. No one knew this. I never even told my mother, she is always friends with his mom. Naturally she would side with his mom anyways, I sympathize with other females who suffered rape at the hand of the rapist. I also sympathize with male also. I am not alone, neither are you. We all are survivors and will live stronger each day that passes by. Then almost the same thing happen to my sister also. and my mother when she was younger. I guess the cycle rotates until its broken.

I have never raped anyone, but I was raped when I was 17 years old by my ex boyfriend's best friend. When I told my boyfriend about what happened, he "lost it," and told me I deserved it. Then raped me.

hell no! and never

On May 10, 1998, I walked into my best friend's store, just like I did every other day. My friend Lawrence's cousin, Ziyad, was there. I had never met him before. I was helping out at the store, it was no big deal- I did it every other day. My mom worked there too, but she wasn't there that day. I was an innocent little 13 year old girl, I basically knew nothing about sex, and I never thought that I could be raped. I always said "It could never happen to me." But it did. And to this day, I live with the regrets that I thought nothing like that could ever happen to me. I was doing the cash register, it was a Sunday, so liquor sales didn't start until noon. Lawrence and Ziyad sat in the office until noon when the liquor sales started, then Lawrence and I traded places. For the longest time Ziyad and I sat in the office talking and getting to know each other. We talked about people, sports, cars, just small talk. Then he began making perverted comments to me. Feeling very uncomfortable, I went up to the cash register with Lawrence. I didn't tell him about his cousin. Now I know I should have. At about 2:30, Lawrence sent me and Ziyad into that back room to do some work. I was back there, minding my own business and doing my thing. Ziyad grabbed me by my arms and drug me into the bathroom. I screamed. He put this hand over my mouth and started to undo his pants. Knowing what was about to happen I froze. My whole body went numb. I couldn't move. After he was done, he got dressed and walked out of the bathroom like nothing happened. He left me there with my tears. When he walked out the door, he took with him my pride, my security and my virginity. I had so many thoughts going through my mind. What if I tell someone and they don't believe me? Was it my fault? I thought Lawrence was my friend, if he was, how could his cousin do this to me? Not to mention the multiple feelings I had. Shame. Guilt. Anger. Fear. But most of all disbelief. How could this happen to me? About 10 minutes later I walked out of the bathroom, past the office, and up to the cash register, where Lawrence, not knowing anything yet, was standing. As I walked past the office, I noticed that Ziyad's cousin Firas was there to pick him up. As I walked by he said "You know what Lindsie, you're a slut". So, that means that Ziyad went in there and bragged that he "Got Some." After Ziyad left, I began to cry. Lawrence continually asked me "what’s wrong Lindsie, what's wrong"? Finally I blurted out "Your cousin raped me." He hugged me and gently kissed my head. At first he told me not to tell anyone, later on he told me to do what I felt was right. He also said he'd always be here for me. The funny thing is, I believed him... Later that night my sister came to pick me up. As soon as I got in her car, I started crying. I told her what happened. She told me I had to tell my parents. I didn't want to. She did. My whole family was crying...my parents...my 2 brothers.. and my sister. My mom called the police. After they got there and we made a police report, they took me to the hospital to have a rape kit done. We pressed charges. Later that night, they went to Ziyad's house. He told them it was consensual. I didn't want to do it. He forced me. It was RAPE! Over the next few days it finally sank in that it happened and I became completely oblivious to the things that were going on around me. All I wanted to do was sit in my room and listen to the radio so loud I couldn't even hear myself breathe. I had to go to the police station for more questioning. Through visits to the police station, and calls with the officer handling my case, I found out that Ziyad had told a different story quite a few times already. It was consensual. I gave him oral sex. I gave him oral sex and then had sex with him. I forced him. With those different stories, don't you think that would make it obvious that he did it? I mean, he couldn't even keep his story straight. It wasn't. The police took my case to the state prosecutor before the rape kit results came back. They said there wasn't enough evidence to prosecute and dropped my case just like that. Too bad they didn't have all the evidence yet! So, instead of just dropping the whole thing like nothing happened, we went about things in our own way.... Lawrence was calling my house everyday asking if we could settle outside of court for money, and asking if I would still help him out at the store. My mom worked there too, so he was asking if she would come back to work. We got so sick of it. Finally we called the police and told them, which turned this into a police report also. If Lawrence, his family, or his friends called my house again, they would be arrested. Then we started our civil case. We're currently in the process of that. We're suing the store and Ziyad. I had my deposition a couple of months ago, and since the defendant has the right to be in the room, Ziyad was there. As I had to describe in detail what was done to me, he sat there laughing. Since I'm a minor, my parents had to be in the room with me. Ziyad was staring at my dad, laughing, and the whole time we were in the room, Ziyad had a smile on his face. My dad couldn't take it any more. He had his fists ready when Ziyad's lawyer made us take a break. During the break, they realized that Ziyad wasn't making things any easier for me, and they made him leave. Our court date is September 21. I'm currently in counseling 2 times a week, and I'm on pills for depression. I can't fall asleep at night without the TV on. And I've already given myself an ulcer from worrying so much. I know things will get better and eventually I will be able to live a normal life again, but right now it is hard. Very hard.

No

Anyone who suffers need to come forward. Remember, dump the past into the past. unless you want to get justice.

I was raped five years ago by my son's father seven months after we had him. He walked out on us two months after the baby was born. And five months after he left still having the keys to our home, he came over one night after getting drunk! I was sound asleep in my bed, he let himself in came into my room and started kissing me on the forehead. I wasn't really awake but tried to open my eyes and he was standing there naked kissing my forehead, I honestly thought that I was dreaming rolled over and went back to sleep. When I was actually woken up I had no clothes on and he was on top of me. He turned me over onto my stomach put his hand over my mouth and pinned my hands to my back, now that I was unable to speak or move he had sex with me. When he was done he was angry with me and he said to me "god your acting like I just raped you or something". I have never been able to tell anyone what happened. I am always tired cause I haven't slept well in five years. I am a very jumpy person, I am always yelling, I feel like the world is out to get me, and I can not stand to look at my own body.

By my uncle and cousin several times as a teenager, by my first husband repeatedly, by acquaintances of an abusive boyfriend 6 or 7 times, and I think twice or three times by insistent dates who would not take no for an answer or could not be persuaded to do otherwise.