When I was in my late teens, and had just started at college, I was walking home late on Friday night (or, to be exact, early one Saturday morning). Not knowing any better, and being slightly drunk, I’d wandered into a rougher part of the city. A couple of guys had been watching me from across the street, and approached me. One pulled a knife, and they bundled me down a dark alleyway. One of them started to unfasten his trousers, and the other put his knife against my throat and told me to do the same. So, I did, hands shaking as I knew what was about to happen. Soon the two of us were naked from the waist down. He stepped in front of me and told me to wrap my legs round his waist. With a struggle, we managed to get into position, me leaning against the wall, him against me, my legs wrapped around him. I’d never even seen another man’s p****, but now I had one pressing against me. And, as I stared at the knife being waved in my face and desperately tried not to scream in pain, he forced himself into my backside, buried himself right up to the balls…and started r***** me. I had never seen another man’s p**** before then, and I didn’t even know that two men could do it face to face. Well now I knew better. It would only have been a few minutes. but it seemed like hours before he got to the finish, and I started crying with shame and disgust as he came inside me. I staggered against the wall and nearly fell as he withdrew and stepped away. As I stumbled, the second one came up behind me, forced me over and penetrated me. He must have been too excited watching his friend, because he came after half a dozen or so thrusts.He pulled out, quickly fastened his trousers, and the two of them ran off. I fell down and lay there for a few minutes, unable to believe what had happened. Then I dressed and, somehow, got back to my bedsit. I picked up the phone to call the police, thought about having to tell them about what had happened, thought about my family and friends finding out, thought about maybe even having to stand in court in front of them giving explicit details about how I had had s** with two other men…and I put the phone down, and went to have a shower. And I never told anyone, so my rapists got away with it.