Fire and Ice

“One day I'll make him mine

And we'll be together all the time

We'll sit and watch the sun rise

And gaze into each others eyes

And know that he knows

I know that he knows

That he wants to be my boyfriend” from the song Boyfriend by Best Coast

“Fredo, you're nothing to me now. You're not a brother, you're not a friend. I don't want to know you or what you do. I don't want to see you at the hotels, I don't want you near my house. When you see our mother, I want to know a day in advance, so I won't be there. You understand?” Al Pacino in the movie “The Godfather Part 2”

 

Yvette went into her room to get ready for work and Zane sat in her chair. He took a long drink of coffee still embarrassed at how he had thought Casi had left in the night.

 “She’s really nice. She said you guys have been friends for like 15 years.”

 Zane nodded. “Yeah, she moved to Idaho from the Midwest, knew nobody and latched on to me. I thought she was a pain in the ass at first. Really pushy, you know, but she grew on me fast and we’ve never been apart since then.”

 “Do your boyfriends get jealous?”

 “Haven’t really had any. Not serious anyway.”

 Casi looked at him closely to see if he was lying but besides hiding his sexuality he pretty much figured the man never lied.

 “How about you?”

 “Boyfriends? Not easily had in my hood. Latinos don’t welcome gays with open arms, but I’ve had a few steadies. Nothing horribly serious.”

 Zane didn’t really want to ask this so soon but his mouth overrode his brain. “So do you see this as one of those, or do you think it may become more?”

 Casi laughed and looked up to the light fixture. “Right to the point.”

 Zane ran his hand over his hair and got up. “Never mind, I knew it was too soon to ask that. I’m gonna jump in the shower.”

 Casi was up and grabbing his arm before he could make it out of the kitchen. “Can you wait for an answer before you huff off?”

 Zane didn’t look him in the eye but shrugged and said, “I guess.”

 Casi wasn’t having not being looked at so he moved Zane’s face to his and touched lips with him gently. “I can see this being much more.”

 Zane pushed him into the doorframe and kissed him hard, his hands gripping onto his slight hips and Casi’s on either side of Zane’s neck. They were becoming quickly aroused again but it was cut short when Yvette turned the corner.

 “Whoa boys! Sorry!”

Zane blushed and pulled away from Casi but Casi wasn’t going to let it stop him. He grabbed Zane’s hand and pulled him from the kitchen calling out, “Sorry, Yvette, we’ll take it to the bedroom.”

 “Thanks!” Yvette said giggling.

 Casi got Zane in the room, closed the door and drug him to the bed. Zane grabbed Casi and pulled the t-shirt off  him, held his waist and started kissing over Casi’s stomach while he pulled his underwear down his hips and long legs. Casi was already hard and it was right there waiting for Zane’s mouth and he didn’t hesitate, taking it in his hand and he licked and kissed the head. Casi’s eyelids lowered but he watched the big beautiful man as he tasted his cock, teasing the head and shaft before he wrapped his lips around and started taking it in slowly. He moaned and pushed his hips out while holding Zane’s head feeling the tip of his cock hit the back of Zane’s throat and smiled when Zane didn’t gag a bit. In fact it seemed to turn him on more as he started sucking hard and taking more.

 Casi loved the feel of Zane’s mouth. Zane was skilled with his tongue and lips and Casi knew he could get used to how much he loved using them. Zane’s hand reached back and grabbed a handful of Casi’s ass and squeezed hard while Casi got closer to coming and it made Casi crave to have the big man inside of him. He pulled out of Zane’s mouth and pushed him down on the bed, crawled over the top of him and bit his lower lip.

 “You don’t get to get me off that easy.”

 Zane growled and took Casi’s hips, moving them so he was rubbing over his erection.

 “What do I have to do then?” At that moment in his life all he wanted was to get Casi off, to do whatever he had to do to see the man writhing in ecstasy.

 Casi reached over to the drawer and opened it, taking out a condom and putting it between Zane’s teeth. “There’s a hint.”

 Zane reached up and took the package, tearing it open with his teeth while he smiled wickedly. “Think you can handle it?”

 Casimiro’s lips curved and his eyebrow raised. “I’ll show you what I can handle.”

 He crawled off and got on all fours on the mattress. Zane got behind him after grabbing the lube, soaking his cock in it, spread Casi’s cheeks apart and nearly moaned just seeing the prize he desired. He didn’t want to hurt Casi but he also didn’t want to disappoint him and Casi was challenging him. He set his cock at Casi’s entrance and pushed in a little but almost fell backwards as Casi leaned back taking most of the cock in one shot.

 Zane’s eyes were big when Casi moved back and he chuckled. Zane saw this and felt it too so he smiled and grabbed Casi’s hips sending his cock the rest of the way inside of his lover and listened to the harsh moan come from him.

“Come on, farmer Zane, fuck me!”

 Zane’s mouth split with a smile and he did as Casi wanted suing his arms as well as his hips to bring the man forward and back on his cock. Casi brought the pillow over to stuff in his mouth as his screams came and he reached down to stroke himself in time with Zane’s thrusts. Zane was giving him what he wanted, the hard driving fuck he had fantasized about after first seeing him at the fire.

 Zane was nearing his orgasm faster than normal and he wanted to hold back but couldn’t. The friction he and Casi were making was too good to try to slow anything down. He kept up the pace and was happy to feel Casimiro tensing in his own orgasm. He came soon after and rolled to his back on the bed while Casi rested his face on the pillow he had been biting.

 Zane laughed at seeing his face so flushed  and how out of breath he was.

 “I thought you said you could handle it.”

 Casi’s mouth opened and he moved then even though his body screamed in protest and kissed Zane hotly.

 “Did I tell you to stop? Um no!”

 Zane got up on his elbow and caressed Casi’s face sweetly. “Let’s get a shower and spend the day somewhere. Beach maybe.”

 “I’m free if you are.”

 In Venice Casimiro talked Zane into rollerblading then laughed as he fell twice.

 “Don’t roller blade much in the country? Dodging cow patties and all.”

 Zane sat on a bench and pushed Casi playfully. “Sod farm, we grow grass. We didn’t have cows.”

 Zane got up and after a little wobble he started rollerblading again and Casi watched him, impressed that he hadn’t given up. He caught up quickly and took Zane’s hand. They got a few looks, but not because they were two men, because they were so different. Zane had been to Venice Beach a lot but never with a boyfriend. The women were always hitting on him, but not this time. This time he was obviously not available and it felt so good to Zane he couldn’t stop smiling.

 After the skates came off they took a drive up the coast and ate at a little café while watching the clouds come in over the water. If Zane hadn’t known for sure he was in love the previous night he knew it after the day they had spent together. He’d never known how good it could be to be with a man, laughing, eating, walking together, and just being together.

While they were driving back to the city Casi’s phone went off. He picked it up after telling Zane, “It’s mama.”

 “Casimiro Vargas where the hell are you? Your Abuela and me and crazy with worry!”

 “I told you I was going out with Zane and I’m still with Zane. He hasn’t killed me to make me into tamales yet mama, so you and Abuela don’t need to worry.”

 “You go with some giant white man and stay all day and night and I can’t worry?”

 Casi smiled over to Zane and Zane winked at him. “Mama I’ll be home in a while. My boyfriend has to work tomorrow anyway.”

 Zane heard it just as Gina did but Gina reacted first. “Your boyfriend? That gringo is your boyfriend?”

 “Yes, mama he is. I’ll be home in a little while goodbye.”

Casi hung up and looked a little sheepish but Zane quickly reached over for Casi’s hand to squeeze it.

 “Sorry I guess I should have asked you first before announcing it.”

 “You didn’t say anything that I wasn’t feeling. I’m honored to be your boyfriend.”

 Casi kissed Zane hand and laughed. “My mother almost shit a brick.”

 “No more than my mother will.”

 Casi’s head shot up. “You’re not going to tell your mother are you? I mean you don’t have to, I understand and all-“

 “Casimiro, I don’t want to hide anymore. I want the fucking world to know that I’m all yours.”

 “All mine huh?”

 “Yes, Casi, all yours.”

 “Mm, that makes me hot, you know that right?”

 “Hope so.”

Zane dropped Casi off an hour later and they sat in the Jeep kissing for a long time before Zane would let him get out. Casi kissed better than anyone on the planet, Zane was sure of this, and Casi thought the same of him.

 “Call me later.”

 “I will.”

 Casi waved to him and started into the house but before he could get there, Pablo Gutierrez came to the gate and called him over.

 “Where have you been? Shit is hitting the fan.”

 Casi looked behind him to make sure his family couldn’t overhear and asked, “What shit?”

 “Bobby and Ramon stole some stuff from a truck last night, same place, same deal as always but the truck belonged to the Italians and now they are looking for who ripped them off.”

 Casi kicked the gate and rubbed his hand over his face. “What were they thinking? I tell them who to steal from and where and when!”

 “Casimiro, the Italians are pissed.”

 “I can imagine. Get everyone together at the store and I mean fucking everybody. I will figure out how to fix this! Fuck!”

 After the he closed the store Gabe Martinez walked up the stairs to the second floor, making sure the back entrance was open for the men and women to come in. He set up the chairs in the second storage room that had been converted into a meeting room. In less than half an hour everyone started streaming in, most looking sick over the news that had spread like wildfire through the ranks. They were in trouble and they all had prayed half the day that Casimiro could save them.

 When he walked into the room after everyone was there, some forty people all crowded into the room he didn’t look happy. In fact his face was tense with anger and as soon as he got to the front of the room he pointed to Bobby Gomez and Ramon Estrada and waved them to come to the front with him. 

Everyone was shocked still and barely breathing as they waited for the two to join Casimiro in the front of the room.

 Casimiro didn’t look at either of them as he spoke, looking somewhere above the heads of the seated members. “Did I tell you to rob that truck?”

 They both shook their heads and Ramon said, “No Casimiro.”

 “Then why?”

 “We just thought-“

 Casimiro flew into a rage and turned to them then, “Thought? Who told you to think?”

 They both quieted and Ramon cringed some. He turned to the rest of the people seated and standing and started yelling at them all.

 “Who wants to go back to before? When your children and grandparents were being shot in drive bys and hooked on drugs? None of you and yet you keep doing things without telling me! Without thinking! We have one ready to burn down half the hood and now we have two others robbing the truck of the main mob in the city! The Carrillo family could feed us our own fucking balls! When we started it was to clean up the mess of my parents’ generation with their stupid fucking gangs and bring back the honor to our people. We are taking the lead of the old ones, the way they did things, the ways of the old Italians. Honor! Not this bullshit that not only can bring the pigs to our doors but the fucking mafia too! So far we’ve done good things. None of our neighborhood is going hungry. None are junkies. Not one has gone to jail. Not one bullet has flown in this neighborhood for two years! Now you want me to fix this? I should leave and let you clean up your own fucking mess!

 The crowd didn’t like this idea one bit and some of the widows broke out in sobs and the men shook their heads.

 “I can’t do it all myself! I have someone in my life now that I am going to be spending time with away from the neighborhood. If I have to constantly worry about you people doing stupid shit how can I ever have a fucking life? I’m one of the youngest people here yet I have to baby-sit you?”

 Bobby stepped over to him then, “I’m sorry, it was my fault.”

 Casimiro didn’t look at him but took a knife from his pocket and flipped open the blade. He turned to Bobby then, grabbed his hair and put the knife to his throat. “If you ever fuck up again I will fucking slit your throat and let you bleed in front of your fucking family.”

 Bobby’s eyes were huge and he stuttered out, “Y-es, sir, Mr. Vargas.”

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A/N yeah you read that name right..........stay tuned!!!