Caught in the gridlock of rush hour, a lone gay man succumbs to his carnal urges. His hand wanders down, cupping his bulging crotch, feeling the heat and hardness trapped beneath his jeans. He pops the button, unzips, and frees his engorged cock, already leaking with anticipation. The sight of his thick, veined shaft, coated in shimmering precum, spurs him on. He jerks off, his grip snug and slippery, the motion of his hand matching the rhythm of the traffic outside, his groans drowned out by the honking horns and revving engines.