Plotting a Course Ch. 08

"Just for you Bobby." I heard Rob's words before his familiar mouth started pleasuring me. I was helpless; I reached out to touch him. One of Rob's strong hands pushed against my chest and held me down. "Stop squirming babe." Rob briefly teased before I felt his steaming-hot lips descend to the base of my six and half inch cock. His lips tightened and his tongue traced a vein on my sensitive shaft. I shuddered involuntarily as he continued overwhelming my system with his tactile tongue. My fists clenched the sheets below me while Rob's blissful mouth had me barreling over the edge into orgasm. I lifted my head to glance at my lover. He looked determined as he worked for his prize. I let my head collapse against the bed with a heady moan.

"Do it babe. Let me taste you." I was powerless as I succumbed to forces of nature. My balls pumped their seed, flooding Rob's mouth with all they could provide. Exhausted I panted while Rob slowly suckled on my sensitive penis.

"Rob." I whispered as he climbed onto my trembling body. He forced my mouth open with his tongue. My taste buds were overwhelmed by my salty but sweet cream. I moaned as Rob's tongue ravaged my mouth. We shared a passionate tongue coupling until the remnants of my love for Rob dissolved in our mouths.

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The final Thursday of our break Rob got home from work and quickly showered.

"Come on babe, we're going out." He said while he buttoned up his shirt.

"Where are we going?" I grinned already knowing his response. He didn't answer; he just pulled me closely to him. I felt his strong hands pressing into my back and sighed when his smooth lips hit mine. I slid on my shoes and grabbed a jacket before we headed outside.

"In you go my good sir." Rob said grinning as he held the passenger door open for me.

"What are you my chauffeur?" I laughed when he shut me in. Rob walked in front of the truck and I couldn't help but admire him. He was gorgeous. He had let his beard grow in over break. It was nicely groomed and trimmed close to his face. He wore a blue and red western style shirt and blue jeans that showed off his delectable butt. The noticeable bulge in the crotch was getting me hot under the collar when he climbed in beside me.

"Ready?" He grinned as he started the pickup.

"Ready." I answered and grasped his outstretched hand. After about twenty minutes of driving Rob pulled into a crowded parking lot. The sign read 'The Shanty, live music tonight.' I glanced at Rob and his face was full of love, but his eyes were full of mischief.

"Come on." He encouraged before he opened the door. He waited at the front of the truck and I joined him.

"What is this? A hoedown?" I teased as Rob wrapped his arm around my shoulder and led me inside.

"Something like that." He laughed. The sound of country music filled my ears as we approached the stage. The age of the crowd ranged from teenagers all the way up to a cute elderly couple that appeared to be in their eighties. In the middle of the floor there were two lines of people facing each other. The others bordered the dance floor and were clapping in beat with the music. Rob slid behind me as I watched the lines slide side-to-side and stomp their feet in unison.

"Watch and learn babe." I heard in my ear before he jogged off and joined the end of the line facing me. Rob knew the dance and was smiling while he grapevined with the rest of his line. When the dance was over, each line bowed to the other. I joined in the hearty applause that followed.

"You looked like a sexy cowboy." I told Rob when he rejoined me.

"You going to dance with me babe?" Rob asked and I felt one of his hands slide into the back pocket of my jeans.

"I don't know how." I admitted.

"I'm going to teach you." Rob explained the moves to one of the dances. I mimicked Rob while we practiced alone in the corner. "Come on Bobby, this is it." Rob grabbed my hand and lined me up at the end of one line. He took his place across from me and his warm smile put me at ease. I was nervous and mechanical at first, but when the lines started sliding side-to-side I relaxed and let loose. I was grinning when Rob interlocked his elbow with mine and we did some sort of dosiedoe. I was so engrossed in dancing with my boyfriend that it took me a while to realize that something wasn't right. Our end of the line had stopped dancing and people further down were starting to notice. The music was still playing and I looked around trying to find the disturbance. Rob pulled me behind him and I heard him talking to another man. The man was a couple inches shorter than I was, but was stout.

"Take that queer shit somewhere else." The venom spewed off of the stocky man's lips.

"We're just here to have fun; you don't need to be disrespectful." Rob was calm, but his shoulders were tense. The music stopped and I felt uncomfortable as everyone stared at us.

"You're disrespecting us by coming here. These are God fearing people. I won't be around your sinful ways." I couldn't help the groan that escaped my lips.

"Come on Rob, let's get out of here." I urged in Rob's ear.

"Take his advice and get." The man spat out. Rob started to retort, but he caught the pleading look in my eyes and thought better of it.

"I'm sorry Bobby." He locked his eyes on mine. "I thought this would be fun. Didn't realize there would be bigots around tonight." I was dumbfounded when he pulled me into a kiss. There in front of everyone. Heat rushed to my cheeks as Rob kissed me into a stupor. I knew he was trying to prove a point and I let him. I was weak in the knees when Rob grabbed my hand and walked proudly out of the building. I grinned when I heard a holler of approval and a handful of applause at our brazen kiss. Rob was quiet on the ride home. He was stewing when we got back. He silently sat on our bed. I couldn't have him like this. I sat at his computer and found a George Strait song on his country playlist. The music started playing and I pulled him to his feet.

"You still owe me that dance." I stood across from him and started doing the dance he taught me. Happiness and love returned and warmed his face as we danced to the music. The song ended and another started playing. Rob pulled me in close.

"You are perfect." Rob's words were filled with love and I felt the heat of his lips as they met mine.

*The story continues in Chapter 9*