CHAPTER ONE What We Donāt See
The Invisible Epidemic of Sexual Assault Against Boys
The first I heard of brooming was in one of those interstitial moments, a busy day on pause, waiting for my car to be repaired at an auto shop before racing to work. It was pouring outside, so I huddled along with a half-dozen other harried customers in a small room where a television blared a local news show. Five boys, football players at a high school just outside D.C., had been arrested for allegedly raping and attempting to rape their teammates with the end of a wooden broomstick.
Not only had I never heard of such a thing, but I had never even imagined it. Raped with a broomstick? Long after I left, I was still trying to wrap my head around it, and as details emerged in the following days and weeks, I could not look away.
It had happened on the last day of October, Halloween, at Damascus High, a diverse public school with a powerhouse football program in Montgomery County, Maryland. My colleagues at the Washington Post reported the wrenching details of the attack. Freshmen on the junior varsity team had been changing in a locker room after school when suddenly the lights went out, and they could hear the sound of someone banging a broomstick against the wall. The sophomores had arrived. āItās time,ā one of them said. They went from freshman to freshman, grabbing four of them, pushing them to the ground, punching, stomping. They pulled the younger boysā pants down and stabbed the broom at their buttocks, tryingāand at least once succeedingāto shove the handle inside their rectums. The victims pleaded for help, the attackers laughed at them, and a crowd of other boys looked on, watching the horror unspool.
Whenever I learn of something unconscionable, I find myself looking for clues that it could never happen to me or the people I love. Thatās human nature, I guess. But like any other kind of sexual assault, brooming is not a phenomenon confined to this one high school, or to any particular type of school or community. It cuts across racial and socioeconomic lines, shows up in elite private boysā academies and coed public schools, in big cities and rural villages and small towns that dot the heartland.
Gatlinburg, Tennessee, 2015: Three members of a visiting varsity basketball team were arrested after ramming a pool cue into their teammateās rectum, perforating both his colon and his bladder. La Vernia, Texas, 2017: Thirteen boys were arrested for allegedly penetrating their teammatesā anuses with objects including a Gatorade bottle, the cardboard tube from a coat hanger, and a flashlight. Bixby, Oklahoma, 2018: Four boys were arrested for raping their teammate, again with a pool cue.
What do you think you know about boys and sexual violence? I thought I knew that boys are victims only rarely, and I automatically equated āchild sexual abuseā with adults preying on kids. But I was wrong on both counts.
Many boys are molested by adults, thatās true. But there are strong signs that children are even more likely to be sexually abused or sexually assaulted by other children. In one study of thirteen thousand children aged seventeen and under, three-quarters of the boys who reported being sexually victimized said the person who violated them was another child. In a little more than half those assaults, the violator was a girl. Most boys who had been aassaulted had never told an adult.
Though sexual violence mostly affects girls and women, it is still astonishingly common for males to be victims. I was shocked to learn that as many as one in six boys is sexually abused during childhood. About one in four men is a victim of some kind of sexual violence over the course of his lifetime, from unwanted contact to coercion to rape. LGBTQ men are at greater risk than heterosexual men: more than 40 percent of gay men and 47 percent of bisexual men say they have been sexually victimized, compared to 21 percent of straight men.
In 2015, a national survey by the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention (CDC) found that nearly 4 million men (and 5.6 million women) had been victims of sexual violence just in the previous year. More than 2 million of those men were subjected to unwanted sexual contact, and more than 800,000 said they were āmade to penetrateā another personāan awkward term that doesnāt show up much in the media or in public debate. It means that a man was either too inebriated to consent or was coerced or threatened into oral, vaginal, or anal sex.
Just as with girls and women, violation of men and boys can involve physical force or emotional coercion. Just as with girls and women, boys and men sometimes have sexual experiences to which they cannot consent because they are underage or blackout drunkāexperiences that we might reflexively call sex but that we should really understand as assault. And though the perpetrators in those cases can be other boys and men, they can also be girls and women. The overwhelming majority of male rape victims say that the person who violated them was another male, but most male victims of other kinds of sexual violenceāsuch as sexual coercion, unwanted sexual contact, and being made to penetrate another personāsay they were violated by a female.
Boys and men who survive sexual violence can experience serious psychological and emotional fallout, including post-traumatic stress, symptoms of depression and anxiety, suicidal thoughts, substance abuse problems, and sexual dysfunction. A boyās body can respond to unwanted stimulationāthat is, he can get an erection when heās being abusedāan experience that may leave him feeling guilty and ashamed, or utterly confused about his sexual orientation and his masculinity.
We rarely hear about any of this on the news. We hardly ever talk about it. Stories of sexual misconduct are everywhere, but the tellers of those stories are mostly girls and women. The stories of men and boys still remain mostly hidden, unacknowledged and undiscussed.
The default in discussions about sexual violence is to think of boys and men as perpetrators and women as victims. But that is an oversimplification that is built on a damaging stereotype about male invulnerability, and it obscures the truth: boys can be victims, and boys can need help. Weāve just built a world that makes it hard for them to admit itāand for the rest of us to acknowledge it. If we want to raise boys differently, we must start believing that they are equally capable of feeling pain and doing violence.
In Gunnison, Utah, in a valley of farms rimmed by steep mountains, a sixteen-year-old boyāa high school football player, baseball player, and wrestlerāadmitted in January 2019 that he had sexually abused eight of his teammates.
The following month, his victims spoke through tears as they stood up in court to tell the judge what had happened to them, and how it had hurt. He had crushed their testicles. Some said he had penetrated them, shoving his thumb up into their anus. He had laughed as they screamed for him to stop. After the attacks, they had suffered in silence, humiliated and too afraid to talk about it. They had been haunted by shame.
āThe worst of it all is when he squoze and twisted my testicles hard enough to pop them. Iāve never felt so much pain in my life,ā said the first boy who testified. āI didnāt tell my parents, but they knew something was wrong when I couldnāt get out of bed and was peeing blood. The pain was unbearable in my stomach. They took me to the hospital, and I was scared. The doctor at Primary Childrenās asked me if I had any trauma to my testicles, but I told him no. I knew I needed help but was too scared to admit what really happened.ā
At the hospital, scans showed swelling of his internal organs, he said. The doctors, stumped, prescribed medicine and sent him home. Eventually the pain dissipated. The same boy had attacked him two other times, he said, but he had never told anyone what happened. Instead, he tried to avoid his tormentor. He didnāt want to go to wrestling practice anymore, even though he loved it and was good at it. He tried to quit football, but his parents urged him to keep playing. Though heād always excelled at school, now he didnāt want to go.
āWe had no idea what was going on,ā the boyās mother said in court that day. āAs his parents, we felt helpless.ā
Twisted testicles. Peeing blood. Foreign objects shoved into anuses. Sickening harm. Why am I starting here, with wrenching details of sexual violence against boys?
The simple answer is that I have found no clearer window into the pressures and violence of American boyhood, and no more visceral way to understand my own misapprehensions about what it means to be a boy. I dove into research for this book asking why boys hurt other people; now I know that I was missing something vital. Boys can be victims, too, and we wonāt be able to make headway for our daughtersāor for our sonsāuntil we see that full picture.
Why Boys Donāt Ask for Help (or, āDonāt Be a Pussy!ā)
When I first began learning about locker room assaults, I wanted to know what motivated a boy to hurt another boy in this way. But along the way, I became even more puzzledāand troubledāby the victimsā experiences. They had so much difficulty identifying what had happened to them as sexual assault, and felt too much shame to admit they were hurting.
One boy was so distressed about the prospect of being attacked by his basketball teammates during a tournament trip that he called his mother, intending to ask her for help. As frightened as he was, when it came down to it, he couldnāt bring himself to tell her what was going on. āI was going to tell her when I first got on the phone with her, but I ended up not saying nothing,ā he later said. āI was going to tell her, but I didnāt know how to say that.ā
Iāll call him Martin. He was a freshman on the varsity team at Ooltewah High School, near Chattanooga, Tennessee. In December 2015, he and his teammates drove two and a half hours from their homes to a Christmas tournament in Gatlinburg, in the Great Smoky Mountains. They stayed in a two-story cabin called JJās Hideaway, where there was a pool table downstairs in the boysā quarters. The coaches stayed upstairs.
By their fourth day at JJās Hideaway, Martin knew the upperclassmen were coming for him. They had already gone after the other three freshmen; every evening, he had seen the brandishing of a pool cue and he had heard the screaming. He knew he was next; thatās when he called his mother. And yet he didnāt know how to ask for help without embarrassing himself and violating an unwritten code of silence. He just couldnāt get the words out.
Girls who are victimized face their own horrors. Boys contend with the stories they have heard about what it means to be a man, strong and invulnerable and in control. And boys donāt get the benefit of stories that they have never heard, about the sacredness of their bodies, and the privacy and personal autonomy they deserve.
Soon after the phone call with his mother, three of Martinās teammates grabbed him and pulled him into a bedroom, onto a bed. One of them rammed a pool cue into Martinās anus, tearing a hole in his pants, his underwear, his rectum, and his bladder.
āDonāt be a pussy!ā the same boy had yelled while attacking one of Martinās teammates. āTake it like a man!ā
Martin tried to ātake it like a man.ā Even after the attackāwhich ultimately landed him in the hospital with a monthslong recovery ahead of himāhe did not immediately tell the truth about what had been done to him. He told his coach that he and his attackers had been āwrestling,ā and he insisted he was fineāuntil he peed blood, then collapsed and had to go to the emergency room. It was only because of his extreme injury that the truth came to light.
Later, during a sworn deposition, Martin was asked why he thought the older boy had penetrated him. The lawyer wanted to know if it had to do with sexual orientation. Was the older boy gay? No, Martin said. It wasnāt that at all. āI feel like he tried to make meābelittle me,ā he said. āTried to make me feel like less than a man, less than him.ā
The freshman intuitively understood and endorsed the argument that scholars make in academic circles: this kind of sexual assault has nothing to do with sex. Itās about power. Itās about older boys establishing their place at the top, putting younger players in their place, humiliating them in a raw and fundamental way. Itās about older boys using sodomy to simultaneously prove their own manhood and emasculate their teammates.
This particular way of flexing power depends on the cluelessness or tacit acceptance of the adults who are paid to keep boys safe. It also depends on the silence of victims, whoālike most teenagersāwant desperately to belong, which means bearing pain, handling it and definitely not snitching. But itās dangerous and unfair to expect boys to bear the responsibility for protecting themselves, Monica Beck, one of the attorneys who represented Martin in a civil lawsuit against the school system, told me. Boys, like girls, deserve the protection and help of their coaches, their teachers, their parents, and their principals.
After Martin collapsed and underwent surgery, he spent six days in the hospital and nine months recovering, including relearning how to walk. One of the attackers was convicted of aggravated rape, the other two of aggravated assault.
Even with these horrifying facts, not everyone agreed that what happened to Martin should actually be considered sexual violence. The police officer who investigated the crime filed charges of aggravated rape, a crime that in Tennessee does not require sexual motivation. But he suggested in state court that what happened was not in fact a sexual assault. It was instead, he said, āsomething stupid that kids doā that ājust happenedā to meet the definition of aggravated rape.
āTo me it was an assault. It wasnāt sexual really in nature. His pants werenāt pulled down. They werenāt doing it for sexual gratification. This was something stupid that kids do that shouldnāt have been done,ā Gatlinburg detective Rodney Burns said. āThere was no rape or torture, no screams of anguish.⦠What this case actually is, is much smaller than what itās been blown up to be.ā
Later, Martin sued Hamilton County Schools for failing to protect his civil rights. As the trial approached, lawyers representing the school board asked the judge to prohibit Martinās legal team from using certain terms in front of a jury: rape, aggravated rape, sexual battery, sexual assault.
The judge never had to decide, because the school districtās insurance carrier settled with Martin for $750,000, avoiding a trial. But itās notable that this was even a potential issue of debate. Imagine that a girl was attacked as Martin was, violently penetrated and seriously injured. Would anyone doubt that it qualified as a sexual assault?
The Culture of Sport
For me, sports were always a refuge. I played soccer growing upāa lot of soccerāand my teammates were my friends and my support network, girls who valued strength and skill and who reminded me to appreciate my body for what it could do instead of worrying so much about what it looked like.
Iām not alone. Sports is a refuge for so many children, and an engine for so much good. Kids can learn to communicate and depend on each other. They can learn to push and surpass their own athletic limits. They can learn to win, and to lose, with humility and grace. Kids who play organized sports tend to do better in school than kids who donāt, have stronger social skills and higher self-esteem, and are healthier physically and mentally, according to the American Academy of Pediatrics.
But as anyone who has spent much time on the sidelines of a youth soccer or basketball or football game can tell you, sports can also be destructive. Coaches and parents can be verbally abusive, teaching kids that winning is more important than integrity and that disrespect is part of the game. Kids can learn to prize the use of force and violence. And in especially sports-crazed communities they can learn that, if they donāt make the team, they donāt much matter.
Itās this darker side of sports that turns it into a breeding ground for hazing, initiation rituals that older players use to belittle and humiliate junior teammates. For boys who find themselves on teams with such a poisonous cul...