It worked! In fact, Kyle found himself at the very gas station the shaggy gas pump attendant worked at. He could see his hair hanging partialy in his eyes, and he felt himself holding his hard cock, naked, right out in the open, but nobody seemed to notice.
He ran a hand over his hairy chest, the thick dark pelt covered it like a rug. His hand made its way down his slim, hairy stomach. He was one hairy hunk, and looked every part a fit, young hippy gas station attendant, long hair hung down his back, thick stubble on his face, his pits were so shaggy that even with his arms down the tufts of his long, dark underarm hair poked out the front and back. Muscles rippled under his hairy, sun-kissed skin. He was easy on the eye with a wide grin and clear blue eyes. And he realized that the inanimate portion apparently worked - he felt himself holding his hard cock... but looking down, he saw that above his big hairy balls, the flesh shaft of his cock gradually transitioned into a black rubbery gas pump hose, and the cock he held in his other hand actually looked and felt like a gas pump.
A car pulled up, another hot hairy guy smiling up at him, said, "Hey Kyle." He ran his hands up Kyle's naked, hairy torso like it was simply how he said hi, and Kyle couldn't think. He opened the gas cap, and put his cock in to fill it up... and sure enough, as the guy rubbed his hand up and down Kyle's torso, his thought simply stopped and he did what came natural... his cock started gushing gas in a massive orgasm that soon filled the guy's gas tank, automatically stopping when the tank was full.
"Damn you're so hot, you're the reason I come here you know... to watch you cum in my tank - you have the best fuel in town!" The guy massaged Kyle's thick hairy chest, and Kyle moaned, putting his free hand over the guy's, holding it. "You wanna get together later?"
Kyle slowly caught his breath. "I think I'm getting together with my boyfriend after work, but three is more fun so I'll let him know you're interested, Peter." It came to Kyle, Brett was his boyfriend, and they were very open in a world where disease wasn't an issue.
"Cool dude," Peter smiled, Kyle leaned down and gave him a lingering, open mouthed kiss, their tongues exploring each other's mouths... then slowly, reluctantly they withdrew from one another, a car with a long haired blonde stud waiting behind Peter.
"God I love my job," Kyle said with a big grin, ready to orgasm again.