Every red light, every passing car, a potential threat, yet he can't stop. His hand, slick with saliva and precum, glides up and down his shaft, the sensation intense, overwhelming. He imagines the looks on the faces of the drivers beside him, their shock, their curiosity. The thought alone sends shivers down his spine, his balls tightening. He's close, so close, but he knows the rules. He won't cum, not yet. Not until he's safely home, alone, free to clean up the mess he's made. Until then, it's just him, his cock, and the open road.