Terry Sullivan, the youthful wanderer, finds himself on a lonely stretch of highway, the open road stretching out before him. With no one around for miles, he takes the opportunity to tend to his aching cock, pulling it out of his jeans and stroking it to life. The wind rushes around him, the sun beats down, and the hum of his car's engine all add to his arousal. He imagines the hands on the steering wheel are a hot, eager mouth, and the vibrations of the car on the road mimic the thrusts of a lover. His breathing grows ragged as he nears his peak, his hand moving faster, his grip tighter.