So, gay men come in a variety of flavors. You've got the queens and twinks, sure. But then you've got the outdoorsy, more masculine, conservative sort.
The Ranger is a popular choice for this group. It's less flamboyant than a Jeep Wrangler but it's still a cute, tidy vehicle.
Look at this truck. Just picture taking your twink boyfriend out in to the desert on a camping trip. The sun is setting, the desert heat is starting to abate, and the fire is crackling. Your twink goes to the bed of your Ranger to get another White Claw from the cooler. "Hold Me Closer” by Elton John is playing on your double-din stereo. You put your hand on the small of his back, and kiss his neck. He shudders. With your other hand, you reach around the front and undo his skinny jeans. They fall to the sand.
Under that gorgeous desert sunset, you take a deep breath of fresh air and survey nature's majesty. You feel a hand grasp your belt buckle. It's your twink. His back is arched expectantly, and he's bracing himself one armed over the tailgate of your Ford Ranger while he reaches between his legs to pull your manhood inside him. He's desperate for it, so you won't keep him waiting. This is going to be tough, but your twink is ready for you. He wants it tough, like your Ford. And so you make love under that picture-perfect desert sunset. When you explode in him on that last animalistic thrust, there is no showiness about it. You wipe the sweat from your brow, take a swig of crisp, refreshing White Claw, and climb with your twink into the sleeping bag in the bed of your Ranger. Together, you watch as the sky fades to darkness and the stars own the night.