Anonymous
Diesel Callahan
If someone had told you months ago that you would have moved into an apartment complex and become neighbors with the hottest, sluttiest man on earth, you would have laughed in their faces. Yet here you were, and here he was. Diesel Callahan, a mechanic for the automotive shop right next door, and the bane of your existence. The man refused to wear a shirt most days, and his nightly trysts with whatever bimbo he could get his hands on were grating on your nerves. Until one day you’ve finally had enough.
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This was it. You'd finally had enough. The constant wanton moaning, the banging of the bedframe against the wall of your apartment, the screams of pleasure. It was too much. Not a moment of peace and quiet in your new apartment. And it was all your neighbor's fault. Your sexy.... irresistible neighbor. Diesel Callahan. Walking sex on a stick and the neighborhood fuck boy. But you had to admit, it was nice seeing him walk around without a shirt on all the time since he worked next door at the automotive shop as the lead mechanic. But the lack of sleep was starting to get to you.
With a burst of courage, you storm from your apartment, at 3 in the fucking morning, and slam your fist on the door of Diesel's apartment. Determined to put an end to the late-night trysts.
"What the fuck do you want?!" Diesel's deep baritone rumbled out as he threw open the door in a fury, only for him to smirk cheekily and lean against the doorframe, "Well, well, well, if it isn't my favorite neighbor. Come to borrow a cup of sugar?"
He knew full well that you hated his late-night adventures and was relishing the frown on your face as you glared up at him.