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Just before the N pulled into Canal, 5:45 am.
I wait 30 minutes for an N train at Union Square. As the train heads southbound, out of the corner of my eye, I see a man staring me down. I stare intently at my newspaper, annoyed but accustomed. After Prince, I realize he’s making a disgusting motion. Then, I realize, he’s actually masturbating. While staring at me. I don’t know how to describe how I felt, but it instantly manifests in anger. I start to scream at him. I yell, and he yells– he’s mad at getting his public jerkoff session interrupted, I suppose. He heads towards the train door as we’re pulling into Canal. “YOU CAN’T FUCKING DO THAT,” I yell, and proceed to stick my camera phone in his face. I then chase him out of the train, on the N/Q platform. At some point, he turns around to yell at me, and calls me a “white woman” and a “bitch”, and says something about an “L.U.D.”, or maybe a “V.U.D” or something. I proceed to yell more and cause a scene, and chase him up some stairs. Then, I lose him. All I am really thankful for, I guess, is that he didn’t put his dirty hands on me and that I ruined his erection. I was worried about reporting it, thinking the police wouldn’t take it seriously, but the 72nd precinct took down a full report, and contacted the city stations as well as the transit police.
Submitted by Monique
I’m writing to report an incident that happened to me on the subway today. At approximately 9:30am on the D train going between Atlantic-Pacific St. and Grand St. (right before the Manhattan Bridge), I awoke to the sight of a man masturbating on my arm.
I was napping with my iPod on, and I woke up because I felt something repeatedly hitting and rubbing up to my arm. When I looked down, I saw an uncircumcised penis being masturbated right on top of my arm. Luckily, he hadn’t finished yet. (Though the police mentioned that it would have been better to have DNA evidence. Ew.) I immediately screamed something like “OH MY GOD, GET OFF OF ME YOU SICK MOTHERFUCKER!”
At that point, the man mumbled something like “sorry” and walked quickly through the crowd to the other side of the train. I was stunned that no one tried to stop him, and even shifted to let him through. I screamed again “DID ANYONE SEE THAT? THAT ASSHOLE WAS MASTURBATING ON ME!”
No one did anything. No one saw his penis, because my arm was covering it.
So I took my camera-phone out and went after him. He had taken a seat more towards the front of the carriage and pretended to be asleep. I snapped these two pictures of him (attached). And then when I was done, I screamed again “I’VE GOT YOUR PICTURE NOW, YOU SICK FUCK. I’M GOING TO REPORT YOU TO THE POLICE!” Of course, this got the attention of everyone around us and everyone was staring at us except the pervert who was still pretending to be asleep. There was no way he didn’t hear me. So I went back to my seat.
Later I did report him to the police, and am still waiting to hear back.
Submitted by Alice
After 40 minutes of waiting, an M finally arrived, and was somewhat relieved to find the train near empty so I wouldn’t have any trouble fitting in with my bike comfortably. Regretfully, emptier trains also mean sketchier riders.
I sat across from a guy that was asleep when I got on. I didn’t think much of it at the time, but two stops in this guy woke up, look confused, and then his eyes settled on me which then produced a creepy-as-fuck grin that I did my best to ignore until he fell back asleep. Luckily the ride was only 5 stops, however this did little to spare me my unfortunate fate.
At Essex street, the guy wakes up again. I look off at the door to avoid his gaze, but notice he’s trying to get into my line of vision. Against my better judgement, I glanced over and noticed the most defiling, vulgar, disgusting, repulsive thing i have ever had the misfortune to lay eyes on. THIS FUCKING SCUMBAG WAS JERKING OFF!!
For the full post, check out Gabriella’s blog Rogue Optimism.
I honestly wish that I had taken my cell phone camera out to snap this creep asshole’s picture and made a big scene. Anyhow last night at around 11ish I was coming back to Brooklyn on the J train from Manhattan after meeting a group of friends, usually when I’m on the J I either text my friends or I look at the ads I try not to look at anyone on the train. Anyhow my stop was about to come up and so I got up and I quickly looked at the guy who was sitting across from me and I noticed he had his penis out and was playing with himself. At that point I was really shocked I was about to call my friend to loudly let her know what was going on but my stop came up and I quickly darted out of the subway car. Usually at my stop on the J line there are cops around but last night there weren’t any, I saw an MTA worker and I let him know what was going on but he ignored me.
Submitted by Amy
At approximately 10:15 tonight I was waiting for the downtown F train at the Delancey stop. I walked to the front of my platform and noticed a guy in a longish hooded camouflage coat going to town on himself straight across from me at the uptown platform. He was standing next to a column and the poor woman to the other side of him seemed to have no idea what he was doing. He was completely aware that I could see him and knew exactly what was going on and remained pretty brazen in continuing what he was doing right in front of me…until I took out my camera. Once he saw that, he hid to the back of the column and would occasionally peek his head out (I believe the other head was hidden, at this point under his coat, but I still saw his arm moving up and down), to see where I was, dancing back-and-forth as I moved up and down the platform in search of a better shot. I tried getting a photo for a good five minutes until his uptown train came and he ran far down to the other end of the platform while the arriving train obscured my view. Unfortunately, I only got the back of him and the shots are blurry and dark, however, I just logged on to Holla Back and discovered you guys already HAVE a picture of him! There is no doubt in my mind that I saw the Friday, December 5th J-train Jerkoff! Do these people ever learn?!
Submitted by Meredith
I took a picture of this man on the J train going over the Williamsburg bridge Tuesday night. I was sitting across from him when I noticed him masturbating. At the same time another woman had noticed what he was doing and we both got up from our seats and moved down the train car. I sat nearby and took out my phone to snap a picture. You can see him noticing what I was doing, which freaked him out. He jumped up and ran down the car to get off at Essex St. I apologize if the pic is too graphic but I’m glad I caught him red-handed!
Submitted by Tarayaki
Well, this post is about 30 yrs too late, but it was a supreme case of harassment. And nowadays, I’d probably be cited.
I was pregnant with my son at the time taking my alcoholic aunt who had a massive hangover into Manhattan to work. We were at the Borough Hall Station waiting for the train when I had this feeling behind me. Sure as hell, there was this moronic creep exposing and stroking his personals.
My profession at the time was a dancer in the wild and wooly world of topless/bottomless, so this was not a new sight. However, due to the dangerous times we lived in then, before the city got glitzified , to this end I used to carry a small can of red spray paint, along with a few other necessities to ward off overly confident morons who might follow me home after work. Reaching into my coat pocket, I turned around and sprayed this clown’s action, chased him down the platform screaming at him as he jumped on a train going the other way.
The T.A. guy thought it was hilarious, but warned me not to do that again as I might get hurt in response. I was so freaking pissed off. I used the spray paint as it was a good way to identify predators and a bitch to get off or explain. The City was so much more fun then. I miss it.
Submitted by M
Ok. I was on the #5 out of the city of course during rush hour today. The train was late… late and really crowded. It was such a beautiful day and I had a really nice new skirt on because I met a potential bf for lunch. Oh wait I’m 16 and doing an internship by grand central … so I’m used to business guys bumping me and perving on me. No biggie. This was way over the edge.
So I’m getting on the train and I see this guy like REALLY staring at me in a scary kind of way. No biggie. I get on. I am almost one of the last to get on and this guy literally pushes in right behind me. There was NO where to go. NO big deal. Well he’s behind me and I feel him pushing his crotch against me. I try to move but I can’t. I’m like 5’2″ and this guy was big. Now I can actually feel his dick getting hard on the back of my skirt so I elbow him!! No reaction. HE was like an animal. So I try to move away again and there is no way. NO one noticed either.
This is the worst part. He gets up like with his grill right in my ear and is like, “MMM BAbby u smell so good.” AND he smelled SOOO bad. I was sooo scared I think I would have fell down if he wasn’t jammed up on my back. They called the stop and then he really started jamming his thing on me. I am small so I felt it all the way from my ass to like half way up my back. Right before we got to the stop he was all in my ear like, “You like it you little bitch.” Then we stopped and he like basically ran off the train with a ton of other people. I was so scared and the great new skirt I had had fucking cum all over the back of it and there was gross smelly spit in my hair. I was soo pissed and trembling I felt like I got raped.
I just want share because I know this probably wasn’t his first time on this train and I think he is going to like rape somebody. I he was like 6 feet and pretty big guy maybe like 30. I was too scared to take his picture. Sorry this was so long but I was horrified and I am never taking that train alone again. I will kill that scumbag if I ever see him again.
Submitted by Anonymous
On Monday, I was on the F train going to 23rd Street today when I saw this weirdo. This middle age man in his 40’s wearing glasses, white shirt and cap with a belly was on my train looking at me and jerking off. I had been sitting on the corner of the car and reading my book when I look up and saw him staring and masturbating furiously under a plastic shopping bag on his lap. He had his penis out of his pants. There were not many people on the train. . I stared at him and nodded my head in disgust and said, “Hey jerk off!” Thats all I could think of but he just smiled when I got out. If I noticed earlier, I could have told the cops but it was just a minute before I got out.
On Tuesday, I was on the same train and he was standing by the doors with his hand in his pocket. He smiled at me. I gave him a stare and said out loud so other people could hear, “You are the jerk off from yesterday! Remember me?!” He stopped smiling. “You are a fat old man who likes to jerk off at girls young enough to be your daughter,” I said. He looked away. The train came to my stop and as I left he looked like he was nervous and no hand in his pants this time.
Submitted by Sabrina
This morning on the F train I inadvertently sat kitty-corner to a toucher. I boarded a Manhattan bound train at 7th Avenue around 10:15 AM. In the backwards-facing seat next to me was a nondescript guy in a white t-shirt. Thick dark hair, glasses, jeans, looked like early 20’s. My peripheral vision is pretty sharp, having had 2 previous encounters with gross subway pervs, so I stared him down when I noticed him rubbing his crotch. All in a matter of about 30 seconds. EWWWWW. That’s what I yelled, “Ewwww! Pervert!” There were other passengers close by, who looked up when I yelled, but no one seemed too concerned. I moved to the other end of the car until the next stop, and then hopped from car to car looking for a conductor or MTA police. Didn’t find anybody and had to switch trains at Jay Street, went to work feeling defeated and totally grossed out.
Next time I’m going to make a lot more noise and remember to get a photo.
Submitted by Joanna