Even though John was saved by Jesus, he finally accepted the fact that he was gonna be gay, at least for the time being, until God cured him. After John cut off his dick, he had a psychiatric evaluation, and was ruled to have a tendency to be schizophrenic, but because he couldn't deal with his homosexuality, he was really schizogaynic! John had to start taking medication for his mental disorder, so he wouldn't cut his dick off again, but it wasn't enough to stop him from being fucked up, and as time went on he got more and more fucked up.
Considering that John accepted the fact that he was gay, he figured that it was time to start looking for sex again, but he wasn't sure where? He didn't want to cruise the bathrooms of the bus station again, because he thought that place was disgusting, with all the derelicts, bums, and degenerates that hung out there. He also didn't like it because the bathrooms there always smelled like piss and shit, and that is enough to kill a person's interest in sex, unless they were really kinky. Well anyway, John decided to start looking for sex in the bathrooms of shopping malls in the suburbs, because he figured that it was time to move up to a higher class of sleaze. John's favorite shopping malls to go to for sex in the bathrooms, were the Woodfield Mall in Schaumburg and Yorktown in Lombard. This was his first sexual experiences since he was 13. Since John was 13, his body deteriorated as well as his mind and he was ugly. Despite that, John still thought he could get men to pay him money for sex, but most of them laughed at him. He was lucky if he could get sex for free, because he was so ugly and dorky looking. Not being able to get paid for sex was a devastating blow for John, and it wasn't a good kind of a blow either. He was going to have to earn a living the hard way, and it wasn't a good kind of a hard either. He had to start working for a living.
John started going to adult bookstores for his sexual thrills and he started buying gay porno films, so he could have something to beat off to. To make his sexual fantasies more thrilling, John started doing poppers every time he beat off and had sex, so he could have a euphoric high while he was cumming. Doing poppers also took his mind off the fact that he was a born again Christian and he was "sinning". John's life consisted of having sex in the bathrooms of shopping malls by day and beating off to gay porno films by night.
Even though John was spending his life beating off to porno films and having sex in public bathrooms, it didn't stop him from having fascist views. He still felt that it was wrong to have sex with guys and to beat off, especially to gay porno films, but he made sure that he repented to the Lord after every ejaculation, which averaged 5 times a day for born again John.
John felt that it was bad enough that people would have sex without being married and beating off, but what really bothered him was people talking about sexually explicit things in public. He was offended every time he heard someone talk about sexually explicit things on the radio or tv and he really hated the thought of music having sexually explicit lyrics. He felt that music with explicit lyrics should be banned in the USA.
One day, John was driving down the expressway in the middle of rush hour and the traffic was bumper to bumper. John was flipping through the radio stations and he happened to turn to the one that Steve Dahl was on. Steve Dahl was making jokes about oral sex at the time. John was so upset after he heard that, he couldn't concentrate on his driving, so he fucked up his car, because he smashed into another car. That caused John to get real pissed off at the Chicago area for allowing "smut" like that to be on the radio. John wanted to move to some place "good" where they wouldn't put up with "filth" like that on the radio, like Florida!
How did John find out about how "wonderful" Florida was? He found out by reading a magazine called, "Conservative Times", which loved to read, as soon as he was done beating off to "Blue Boy", "Torso", or "Stud Cream" magazines. Anyway, John was fascinated with the conservative movement and the articles in "Conservative Times". He loved the article titled, "Pornography Harms Children, Florida is Cracking Down". John just loved that article and he agreed with it 100%, even though he beats off to porno magazines and porno films and he was too fucking stupid to realize that pornography does not harm children, because they can't to get any in the first place.
John kept his sexual orientation a secret from his friends. John had a secret wish of having other gay friends and even straight friends to share his lifestyle with, but he felt guilty about being gay, so the only contact he would have with other gay people was through the cheap sleazy sex he had in the bathrooms of shopping malls. He felt that he should only be friends with people who don't talk about their sex lives, because that's the way society wants him to be and John wanted to live his life according to what society says is "normal", but, very, very, very, deep down suppressed just barely above his level of consciousness, a tiny voice said, "John, that's all a bunch of bullshit"! Even though it was suppressed so badly, John felt, maybe, just maybe, he should try to get involved with the gay community to give it a chance to make him feel better about himself, but it didn't work. It turned out to be a complete disaster.
The first thing that John did was go to the Gay Pride Parade and he hated it. There were half naked men kissing in public, while walking down the street and he found that to be wrong, inappropriate and disgusting. John was bothered more, when he saw men dressed up as women, walking down the street. John believed very strongly that a person with a dick should not look like a person with a cunt. John was bothered most by the Gay Pride Rally, because people were speaking out against Republicans, and the religious right. John was appalled after someone said that Jerry Falwell, John Ankenburg and Pat Robertson (who John admired very much) were the scum of the Earth.
John met someone at the rally and he told him just how disgusting the Gay Pride Parade was. That person figured that maybe, John was in the "Coming Out" process and told him that the Gay Pride Parade could be "Culture Shock" and a bit overwhelming for someone who's just coming out. That person also figured that John was real big fucking asshole with a very narrow mind. He said to John, "maybe the Gay Pride Parade ain't the best place to start getting involved in the Gay Community. Maybe you should go to a gay club. I know a good one for you. There's a place called Medusa's. You should check it out this Saturday night and they're having a concert there". John asked, "who are they having"? That person said, "they're having a show by a group called, "God Bless America" and it's very patriotic. It should be right up your alley". He didn't mention that "God Bless America" was an opening act that would be followed by a group which was called, "Raw Fecal Matter". Because he knew that John was an asshole, he wanted John to pay a $10 cover charge to see something that he'd find more disgusting than the Gay Pride Parade.
Shortly after John paid the $10 cover to get into Medusa's, it didn't take him long to hate it. The people looked too weird for him. He saw people who were wearing black clothes. Some people dyed their hair blue, while others had half their heads shaved.
While waiting for "God Bless America" to come on, they were showing music videos and John found them to be to weird and stupid. Then a "Depeche Mode" video came on called "Blasphemous Rumors". He felt that "Depeche Mode" was weird, anti Christian, and encouraged young people to rebel against authority and worship Satan. John couldn't wait for "God Bless America" to come on, but when they did, he knew that guy lied to him and he was really upset.
"God Bless America" turned out to be a hard-core band that had that name to be sarcastic. John hated them after he heard songs like, "Burn the Flag", "America is a Piece of Shit", and "Born Again Christians are Assholes", but that was nothing in comparison to "Raw Fecal Matter". John found them to be total sludge.
After the concert was over, someone who worked at Medusa's, whose name was Mike, approached John and said, "I've never seen you here before. What do you think of our club"? John said, "I think it's disgusting. There's nothing but disgusting, sick, perverted, weirdos here. Ain't there anywhere in the gay community I can go to meet some decent, respectful, human, beings"? Mike said, "most people that go here are pretty nice, once you get to know them. You're probably just not the kind of guy that would fit into going to clubs. Next week, I'm having a party at my house. Why don't you come and you'll get to make new friends"? John said, "I think I'll check it out".
Meanwhile, after John got home from Medusa's, he couldn't get over how offended he was, after seeing "Raw Fecal Matter", so he wrote a letter to Tipper Gore and this is what he had to say:
Dear Tipper Gore, Your Honor,
concerned about filthy music:
I am a born again Christian who was tricked
into seeing 2 bands at a club in Chicago, which is called, Medusa's, by a
man out in the street who told me that a group called, "God Bless America"
would be playing patriotic songs. He lied to me. They did unAmerican songs
like, "Burn the Flag", "America is a Piece of Shit"
and "Born Again Christians are Assholes". If that wasn't
bad enough, they then had a group called "Raw Fecal Matter",
which was pure sludge. The lead singer was dressed up to look like a piece
of turd penis and their most offensive song was called "Jesus Lick
the Shit out of my Asshole". The lyrics to that song go like this:
Sweet Jesus, stick your tongue right up my asshole and lick the shit out
and make me cum. I know you would lick the shit out of my ass, if you loved
me. Jesus, lick the shit out of my asshole. Oh sweet Jesus, you love me so
much, you would lick the shit out of my ass, even if I had diarrhea. Jesus,
lick the shit out of my asshole. Next time I take a shit, I'm not going to
bother to wipe myself, because sweet Jesus would wipe it clean, with his tongue,
and make me cum to prove that he loves me.
I
am sure that you will agree with me that, that song is gross, it's disgusting,
it's vulgar, it's vile, it's sick and it's obscene. After that song was over,
the lead singer, (the one dressed up like a piece of turd penis) did an ejaculation
simulation on stage. I know that it is disgusting, Tipper, Your Honor, but
someone had to inform you of that sludge. I want to see "Raw Fecal
Matter" banned. Furthermore, I think "Depeche Mode"
should be banned because they encourage people to turn queer.
Sincerely
John
After John was done writing to Tipper Gore, he was horny, so he put a gay porno film in his VCR, so he could have something to beat off to. After he came, he felt depressed, because he couldn't meet any gay people who were as closed minded as he was, even though there were plenty of them. Even though he found the people at the Gay Pride Parade and Medusa's to be disgusting, John figured that if he went to that party, he would find some people with some charm, couth, class and he would make some new friends too, but he made new enemies, instead.
After John got to the party, he found the people to be sick, vulgar, and crude. The only thing that people talked about were sexually explicit things and how "well hung" people were. John couldn't figure out why the people couldn't have conversations about "normal" things such as; if the Cubs would win the World Series, or the exiting things you read in "The Wall Street Journal", like the Stock Market, or golf. Instead, they just talked about "sick" and "perverted" things and poor John just couldn't handle it, so he started drinking and smoking pot.
A few drinks and joints later, John was able to lighten up, temporarily, but he heard a guy talking about how he loved to have men piss in his bed, then he would beat off to it, while licking it with his tongue. Once again, John was horrified after hearing that. Even the lesbians there, were too crude for John, after he heard a fat bulldyke talking about how she got off by eating a woman's pussy while she was having her period. After hearing that, John had to smoke more dope and have a few more drinks. After that, another lesbian who was on acid kept saying over and over again, "I need a woman to eat my pussy". Not only what she said bothered John, but she was one of the people at Medusa's who had blue hair. John was so pissed off at her for her mouth, he had to react and he told her, "shut your sick and vulgar mouth you little cunt". The lesbian said, "chill out, dude, take some acid. It will make you feel better, and more relaxed". John was so upset, he did a couple of hits of acid without thinking, but then he ran out of pot, and he was frantically searching for more. Someone gave John crack and he told him that it was pot, so John had a few more drinks and smoked crack, without even knowing it. Then, John overheard a guy, whose name is Steve, talking about how he likes to eat out the ass of very young boys. At that moment, John was having an acid flashback about all those made for tv movies about child molesters, and he knew he had to react. John told Steve, "shut up you sick pervert. All those boys you've molested. I'm going to kill you, you fuckin' sicko". John grabbed a beer bottle and started hitting Steve over the head with it. Mike ran over to John and punched him in the face. Then he passed out. While John was out, members of a gay Satan worshipping cult were at the party, and they had 2 books with them. One was called, "Satan is my Friend" and the other was called, "How to be Powerful by Raising up Gay Demons From Hell". Anyway, the gay Satan worshipping cult superglued the books to John's body.
After John regained consciousness, Mike walked up to John and said, "you have ruined my party. Get the fuck outa my house", but John had the last laugh, because he threw up all over Mike's house, because he drank so much and took drugs. John was so fucked up from the drugs and alcohol (not his usual fucked up) he didn't even notice the books that the gay Satan worshipping cult superglued to his body.
After the alcohol and drugs wore off, John noticed the books that were superglued to him, but he didn't know how they got there. He pulled them off his body, and it hurt like Hell. He then noticed that it was Satan worshipping material. He was horrified and he wanted to throw that trash out, but he left the books in his house and he even forgot that he had them. After what happened at that party, John never wanted to get involved with gay people again. He found them to be vulgar and disgusting.
Meanwhile, Steve had a concussion on his head after getting hit over the head with a beer bottle by John, but he would be sorry that he ever fucked with him. Steve knew that a lot people were out to get him for liking young boys, so he got into witchcraft, for protection. He also put black magic hexes on anyone who fucked with him and he put the hex on John. Steve burned black candles, concentrated carefully on John, getting the shit he created thrown back to him and said while hexing John, "spirits of revenge, some fucking asshole hit me over the head with a beer bottle because he was prejudiced against me for my sexual orientation. This person hurt me bad. Punish him good and get him. Fuck him up, and fuck him good! He won't get away with this shit, and so it is". The hex is on, and waiting to happen to John. It won't happen right away, but it will happen!
Meanwhile, John was feeling down, none the less, because he failed to meet any gay people that were as narrow minded as he was. He was too stupid to realize that there were organizations for gay people who were fascist, like the organization for gay Republicans and some gay churches that are just as repressive as straight churches. Oh well, John gave up on the gay community.
John felt down for quite awhile, after not finding any people in the gay community that were as closed minded as he was, but then he heard something that made him feel much better. He found out that music from a group called, "The 2 Live Crew" was banned in most parts of Florida for being "obscene". John was absolutely delighted and inspired with hope after hearing that. He was so happy. At last, someone was cracking down on "smutty" music. John wanted to see the "2 Live Crew" banned in Chicago too.
John decided to write a letter to the mayor, asking him to get the "2 Live Crew" banned in Chicago too, but he didn't respond and John was pissed, so he wrote another letter to the mayor, a much nastier one than the first one and this is what he had to say:
Dear Mayor Richard M. Daley:
As you know, I wrote a letter to you, asking you to get the "2 Live Crew"
banned in Chicago, but you ignored me and I am pissed off at you for that.
I feel that Chicago should follow in Florida's footsteps, and ban the sale
of "2 Live Crew" from record stores. Their music is filthy, sick
and disgusting, and should not be sold anywhere. "2 Live Crew" are
nothing more than a bunch of filthy niggers and don't you call me a racist
because I am a nigger too, that believes in decent Christian values. 
!!!!!!!!!!
John lied, he's white, white trash. Now back to his interesting letter.
Also, I went to see a concert
at a club called, Medusa's and they had a band called "God Bless America"
that did songs that really offended me, which were, "America is a
Piece of Shit", "Burn the Flag" and "Born Again
Christians are Assholes". As though, that wasn't bad enough, they
then had a band come on who call themselves, "Raw Fecal Matter"
and they did a song called, "Jesus Lick the Shit Out of Asshole".
As a born again Christian, I was really offended at that song. Chicago is
turning into another Sodom and Gomorrah and that is why I demand that you
close down Medusa's, ban the "2 Live Crew" in Chicago, and
never allow "Raw Fecal Matter" to do another show in Chicago.
I am so upset that Chicago allows so much filth like that. I'd like to drop
a nuclear bomb on this city to get rid of this filth. So anyway, if you do
not close down Medusa's and get "2 Live Crew" banned in Chicago,
I will bring down the wrath of God on you and get you where it hurts, and
you'll be sorry. Remember, Mr. Mayor, I am a born again Christian, so therefore,
I am right!