1. The Guilt Will Kill You


    Date: 7/17/2016, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Male / Females, Oral Sex, Romance, Author: wantsomefun, Rating: 95.2, Source: sexstories.com

    money. Fun stuff. Then Duke got killed. I bought the drinks that night. Way too many. It all ended on that road. Now, I'm here.” “That sucks, Wolfie, but you didn't kill him.” “Everyone said that, but the thrill was gone. It was time to move on. That part of my life was over when I cried at the funeral.” “You could still play,” she said. “I do, but only for myself. No one wants to hear my crap these days. I'm yesterday's news.” “Don't say that. If you have talent, you should share it. Maybe you'd do okay with a new band.” “No, Red. That's behind me. I'm no performer anymore.” “You just need someone to build a fire under your butt. You should come and watch us sometime, if I can get Lisa to agree. It's just her on drums and me on guitar, but we both sing okay.” “I'm fine here. Let's see if your toy works.” He wheeled it out of the shed. It came to life immediately and settled into a healthy idle. “Wolfie, that's great! It sounds smoother than it did when I got it! If you're as good with music as you are with bikes, you should be playing where people can hear you.” “Go see your friend, Red.” *** “Your bike stalled again?” Lisa asked when Pietra arrived. “Yeah, but some dude fixed it. He took stuff off and cleaned it or something. It runs great now.” “Who was he?” “His name's Harold Wolf. Calls himself Wolfie. He writes music.” “Harold Wolf? THE Harold Wolf? You met Wolfie? Red, you're so lucky!” “I am? Why?” “Pietra, c'mon! Harry Wolf! He had a band called “Hairy Wolves”. ...
    They were all big guys with long hair and beards like outlaw bikers. Harry sang and played lead. Don't you remember them?” “Not sure,” Pietra said. “Really? They were sort of a metal niche act, but they were really good. Their bass player died when he wrecked his motorcycle, and then the band split up. That was about five years ago.” “Oh, wait. Didn't they do a song called 'Full Moon Love'?” “Their hit single,” Lisa agreed. “Wow. Cool. How did you meet him?” “He has this place in the middle of nowhere in the woods near the trail I ride to get here.” “I never would have guessed. He dropped out of sight when the band broke up. What's he like?” Pietra thought for a moment. “He's a loner. Apparently doesn’t go out, just like you. Still writes music and plays in his studio at home, but that's it.” “Was he nice?” “Not at first. He was pissed off because I was on his land. My bike wouldn't start, so he pushed it into his shop and fixed it. He seems okay. The bass player's death hurt him. He withdrew from the world and became a hermit. He's kinda cool, but he’s gotta be lonely.” “Real shaggy beast, as I remember, but built.” “Yeah, he's got this whole mountain man thing going on. He scared me at first, but he's really cute in a Sasquatch kind of way.” “Cute?” Lisa leered. “More like hot, if you like the rugged bad boy look, but nothing happened. He's a nice guy. Just screwed up. All I saw was his workshop, and you can't even see that from the path I use. It's pretty well hidden, and he ...
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