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In the dead of night, our trans boy, a stand-to-pee pro, stalks the streets, his eyes scanning the parked cars for the perfect target. He settles on a row of tires, their black rubber glinting under the distant streetlight. He pulls out his cock, the cool air sending a shiver down his spine, and begins to piss, the hot liquid splattering onto the tire, the sound echoing in the still night. He continues, his hair falling into his face, lost in the sensation, until he's drained, leaving his mark on the city.