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“But I don’t NEED to go pee!” 8-year-old Logan said as his mom pulled into the rest stop.She sighed, barely resisting banging her head against the steering wheel. “Logan, I won’t be able to stop when you need to go in 10 minutes. Just TRY, okay?”Logan didn’t respond, choosing to pout instead. His mom rolled her eyes as she pulled into a parking spot. Down the asphalt, a camper van idled, and an SUV was parked toward the back of the lot. Darkness cast itself over the rest stop, which was really just a veranda and a brown, brick restroom.It was near Logan’s bedtime, and his mom thought he’d pass out in the car, but noooo, he had to be incessantly talkative.Logan got out of the car and grabbed his mom’s hand as they walked together to the restrooms. He was afraid of the dark—afraid of what lurked in the dark. Goblins, vampires, ghosts. He only relaxed once he and his mom got under the veranda. A vending machine was pressed against the wall halfway between the men’s and women’s restroom.“Mom, can I get skittles?” Logan asked, pulling against her hand as she dragged them to the women’s restroom.“No, you’ll be up all night,” his mom replied, but she was beginning to think he’d be up the whole night anyway. They had hours of driving ahead of them.The boy wrinkled his nose. He was too old to go to the restroom with his mom. Plus, he was mad at her, and whenever Logan was mad, he got more defiant than usual. “I wanna go potty on my own like a big boy!”“Fine,” his mom replied, too tired and fed-up to argue. Besides, he was going twenty feet away at a deserted rest stop. Nothing bad would happen.Logan immediately wanted to run back to his mommy as soon as he stepped into the rest stop restroom. It was dark and dingy, the floor brown and piss-soaked, the mirrors dirty and the sinks metal. The place was lit only by a long, flickering fluorescent.Luckily, he didn’t have to poop. He didn’t even have to pee, but his mom would be mad if he didn’t try. Logan stationed himself in front of the smallest urinal.The man noticed Logan before the boy noticed him. God, the boy was ugly. The man wanted him anyway.Logan was pale and shrimpy, with a long neck and a weirdly long face. He had a large gap between his two front teeth, which stuck out when he smiled. His forehead was huge, not made better by his orange hair, cut unevenly and close to the scalp—one half of his forehead had bangs; the other half of his hairline ascended deep into his scalp. His blue eyes were muddy, his jawline weak and his nose long, and he looked perennially dirty.Logan shrugged down his pants, letting them fall down around his ankles. He didn’t know how to hold them up while he peed yet. His cocklett was as shrimpy as he was, with a thin shaft and a small head. Logan struggled, but eventually, a thin golden stream pitter-pattered into the urinal, soaking the purple plastic mat.Logan felt eyes on him. He glanced up, finally noticed the man, and squeaked. It was such a cute, mouse-like gesture. It didn’t make the boy any hotter, but it made the man stiffer. There was nothing the man loved more than boy piss.Well, there was one thing… the man leaned back, glancing at Logan’s ass. Pity, there wasn’t much to be found. But he bet that hole was nice and tight.Logan felt his cheeks burn as he watched the man watch him.The man smirked, voice heady with lust. "What an ugly little boy you are. I bet the other boys make fun of you all the time, huh?"Logan felt his face get even hotter. No adult had ever been so mean to him; not even his mom at her maddest. Logan glanced down at the urinal. He was so humiliated. So embarrassed. For some reason, those feelings made his pee-pee get even stiffer. He didn’t understand what was happening to his body. All he knew was that the man’s attention, his cruelty, was doing funny things to his body.“I’d say chin up, but you don’t have one!” The man said. He was enjoying watching the boy writhe, and coming to understand that the little shrimp had a humiliation kink. Oh, he was gonna have fun with this one.“Stop!” Logan yelled, balling his hands into fists as tears welled up in his eyes.“But you’re enjoying it,” the man said, walking around the urinal divider. Logan tracked the man’s movements. “Look at your little stiffy, all hard for me.”At the same time the man came into view, so did his cock—sprung free from his pants, rock-hard and leaking and so long! Logan gulped. But part of him also knew he wouldn’t be ugly if he had one like that.The man pressed himself against Logan’s back, his cock leaking pre-cum against Logan’s ass cheeks and on his shirt. “How does it make you feel when I call you the most hideous thing I’ve ever seen. When I say you’re so ugly I should piss on you?”“Warm…” Logan said, ashamed, which only made his pee-pee warmer.The boy squeaked as the man gripped the base of his cock, forcefully rubbing it against his tight, virgin hole. “What’re you—”“I’m the only one desperate enough to fuck you, ugly duckling,” the man said as he started to push. “Remember that.”The man gripped Logan’s orange hair as he forced his thick cock past the tight ring of muscle. Logan yowled in pain as he was stretched open, the man’s cock spearing deeper and deeper.“At least your hole’s nice and tight,” the man growled, burying himself balls-deep in the boy’s ass. He was very aware that a boy this young had to have a mama bear close by. “A boy like you? That’s all you’re good for.”Logan hated the feeling of the man’s huge cock, the burning pain. But his pee-pee was so hard it seemed to stretch his skin till it hurt, and leftover pee dripped into the urinal. He realized that he craved the man’s words, wanted more. He knew he was ugly, and wanted the man to say it."P-please…" Logan whimpered, and the man knew exactly what the boy was asking for.The boy saw stars as he slapped the back of Logan's head hard. Yelped as he felt his hair being yanked harder, strands ripped from his scalp.Tears streamed down Logan's cheeks from the stinging pain, but to his horror, the warmth in his pee-pee intensified. Spread through his whole body. He hated that the man's violence excited him, made him so warm and stiff.The man stretched the 8-year-old wide around his thick shaft. "Bet the other boys laugh at your tiny dick in the locker room, huh? Point and snicker when your teeth hang out your mouth?""Y-yes..." Logan whimpered, face burning with humiliation even as his balls churned so deliciously.“You should be grateful anyone wants to touch you with all the cooties you probably have,” the man said as he used the boy like a fucktoy, pulling almost all the way out before slamming back in, over and over.The man was brutal, not caring if Logan ripped and teared. The burning increased as he was stretched more and more as the man rammed into him again and again. The man’s hand was still in his hair, bending the boy forward until Logan’s cheek was pressed against the piss-soaked plastic mat inside the urinal.He could feel it on his skin, warm and wet, taste it on his tongue, boyish and acidic. It wormed into his nose. Logan's little pee-pee remained rock hard and twitching against the cold lip of the urinal. The position, with his ugly face shoved in his own piss while the man used his sore hole, only made Logan feel less human.He felt so dirty, so degraded, and he loved it."Fuckin' take it you ugly little pissboy," the man grunted, slamming in to the hilt and grinding his pelvis against Logan's bony ass. "Gonna fill your hole with my cum and piss. It's all you're good for."Logan had stopped crying. He was slowly distracted by his hard pee-pee, and the burning faded away. He could simply enjoy being used, abused, and embarrassed. It was like getting a math problem wrong in front of the whole class, but better!The man's thrusts grew faster and more erratic, his thick cock stretching Logan's hole to its limits. His balls slapped against Logan's bony ass with each brutal thrust. "I hope that scrawny ass can handle daddy's load. Good cumdumps don't whine, even ugly ones like you."The man buried his cock to the hilt and exploded. Logan squeaked as hot ropes of thick cum painted his tender insides white. It was like warm piss but gooier. Globs of it oozed out of Logan's gaping, ruined hole and dribbled down his skinny thighs as the man pulled out.But the man wasn't done with Logan yet. He spun the boy around, pushing him into the urinal. Logan felt his butt get wet with piss, the plastic digging into his cheeks, but he didn’t care. He was still stiff as a board and filled to the brim with cum."Open wide, you perfect urinal.”The man gripped the top of Logan's head, fingers digging into his orange hair as he held the boy's head in place. Logan gazed up at the man's cock, still slick with cum and Logan's ass juices. God, there was nothing better than an ugly little pissboy trembling in anticipation.A moment later, a strong stream of piss erupted from the man's cock, splattering across Logan's eager face. He didn’t even have time to open his mouth as piss sprayed his cheeks, ran in rivulets down his neck. It soaked into his hair and dribbled from his chin onto his shirt.It smelled acrid like the urinal, like pleasure, like Logan’s newfound favorite activity.Logan felt like an object, a human urinal for the man to use, thoroughly doused in this man's piss, marked and degradedLogan slumped in the urinal, clothes soaked through with piss, hair matted to his forehead. Cum and piss dribbled down his skinny thighs from his gaping, ruined hole. His little pee-pee twitched against his piss-soaked tummy, stiffer than ever.The man grabbed Logan by the hair and yanked the boy's head towards his softening cock. Logan opened his mouth obediently as the man shoved his cock past the boy's lips. He could taste his own ass on the man's shaft, mixed with the bitter tang of piss and the salty musk of cum. The man pulled back his foreskin, the head wet with droplets of trapped piss."Get your tongue under there, ugly.” Logan worked his small tongue into the folds of the man's foreskin, slurping and sucking, determined to please the only person who would ever want his hideous body.When his cock was clean, the man shoved Logan’s head away. His head made a dull thud as it hit the top of the urinal. As the man zipped up, another guy entered the restroom and paused at the sight of the drenched boy in the urinal. The first man smirked and gestured to Logan. "Don't waste your piss on the urinal. Just use the ugly little fag. It's all he's good for."With that, the man strode out without washing his hands, leaving Logan alone with the newcomer. The boy gazed up with wet, pleading eyes, desperate to be used again.