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Former prisoners share their experiences of sex in prison

The Commission on Sex in Prison’s final describe, published today (Tuesday 17 March), features accounts from former prisoners speaking for the first moment about their experiences of sex behind bars.

Sex in prison: Experiences of former prisoners is the fifth and last briefing paper published by the Commission, which was established by the Howard League for Penal Reform and includes eminent academics, former prison governors and health experts.

Recommendations from the Commission’s two-year inquiry will be presented today (Tuesday 17 March) at a conference in London.

The Commission sought permission to interview current prisoners about their experiences of sex in prison, but this approach was blocked by the Ministry of Justice.

However, Dr Alisa Stevens, Lecturer in Criminology at the University of Southampton, was able to interview 26 former prisoners during the summer of 2014 – 24 men and two women.

Her report concludes that a national survey of both the serving prison population and former prisoners, fully supported by but independent of the National Offender Management Service (NOMS), is “urgently required” to

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“Hey slut!” he yelled at me, laughing with his confidant. “What? You know you’re a slut!”

I stopped and turned to face the two corrections officers who were pointing at me. I smiled and waved before proceeding to amble into the dining hall.

I put up with this type of behavior from the Michigan Department of Corrections staff constantly. It’s something I expected from other prisoners, but the harassment from the officers is actually much more severe.

In the past, I might have reacted in anger, but that’s exactly what they’re looking for. Outbursts will only annihilate my chance of getting parole.

Back when I was locked in a double-bunk cell in level-four security at Chippewa Correctional Facility, a young gang member moved in with me. When he entered the room, he informed me that the officers had said to him, “Your bunkie’s a freak! He’s down for whatever!” They had laughed at him in front of the other inmates.

So he told me, “I’m not locking with no fag. You have to tell them to move ya or I’m going to thrash your ass.”

When the doors opened, I told an officer what my cellmate had said, leaving out the fact that he threatene

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I’ve always been gay, but I’ve never been overtly effeminate. Coming from a family of several positive male role models, I never had to hide who I was, so I never did.

Like everyone, I had heard the stories about men being “turned out” in prison. As I was being booked into Orleans Parish Prison in November of 2004, I realized I was a target.

During the processing I was placed in a holding cell with nearly fifty other prisoners.

I was terrified going into the cell. So I found a quiet spot on the floor in the corner. I sat with my knees in and my arms folded with my head down, so I’m not sure how they knew I was gay. Still, a bloke sat next to me and put his arm around me. I attempted to spring up but another man stood over me and forcefully pushed me back down by my shoulders.

“You ain’t fighting back, is you, sweetness?” he said. I looked at him in horror as tears welled up in my eyes. The man who was standing exposed himself while the other aggressively forced me to give his friend oral sex. Out of fear, I performed oral sex on them both. Even with several people in the cell, no one said or did anything. I don’t know why I expected them to do anything.