The Mercury in question is a red '67 convertible with white leather interior, and Travis Wade's desire for and acquisition of this car drives this tape. While on the quest, Travis encounters two snotty gay couples whose conniving behavior fits in the category of negative role models.

"Clean" is the best word to describe Mercury Rising. The Falcon stallions are clean-cut, the locations are manicured, the sex is formulaic and the mood is antiseptic. Even the car is spotless. One only wishes that something or someone would get dirty. Enter Rod Barry, the performer, who really manages to generate spontaneity. He spits, he makes Tristan Paris grovel and then shoves all his massive, Falcon-style hardware up Paris' malleable ass.

Don't get the wrong impression: The quality of this stockable tape is high and the performers have that perfect, big-dick Falcon look, but everyone, except Barry, seems aloof and untouchable.