@duke4172 Yes I have, many times.
I used to live in Queensland Australia, and had to make many very long car journeys. We're talking trips of like 4000 km over 7 days. Usually once every month, up and down the pacific coast coast, or driving across the bush into the northern territory, alice springs and remote places like that.
When I would be driving across the outback, straight roads, zero other cars on the road, and open, beautiful country before me - I would just get raging hard-ons. Sometimes my dick would be so hard and throbbing that I had no choice but to jerk off. I would pull my pants down and just play with myself for hours. I would turn the rear-view mirror to face myself and I would have music blasting, windows down and it would feel wild and liberating. Extremely exhilarating.
A strange type of ecstasy and joy, in a situation you'd never have expected such a gift.
And I would stay in roadhouses in the outback, kind of like remote motels you would see in the US. A roadhouse would have a fuel depot, motel, bar and restaurant. I would get dinner and a few beers and many times meet another driver, hauler or roadie and we'd go back to my room and fuck. Knowing we'd barely even exchange names with each other and then fuck like dogs and never see each other again. Out in these places in the outback you'd only really see other men and in a weird way I thought it was a bit like prison (but in a good way) and men would fuck other men out there but never back in the "real world". I once met a cop/ranger from the outback police force at a roadhouse bar, and brought him back to my room to let him fuck me.
It was pretty amazing. 
