Author's Note: This story is completely fictional and did not happen. All characters and names are fictional and were made up.
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Miami, Florida
The bar was black with the usual glares of lights from above forcing bright colors over the marble stone top. It was just another Friday night at Disco Fever, the club was full and the dance floor was energized by a DJ that knew what he was doing. At that bar sat a lonely man looking down at the table while his glass remained half empty. Carlos took a deep sigh before puffing on his cigarette while looking down. Life was great when you were having fun, something he had not experienced in the past several months. Just coming out of prison two months ago, he found himself already seeking the thrill that his family indulged in with the club business. One could say he was lucky to still have a job, as his uncle Tony still had some faith in the young man.
Upstairs, Ramón had walked out of the white door to the inner V.I.P. hallways and was going down the stairs to join his brother. Ever since Carlos had come out of prison, he had seen to it to keep him out of trouble while he had the time. Ramón pretty much knew that Carlos was on Steven's shit list, so he didn't bother trying to work together any big time jobs with his cousin that would involve Carlos. All he knew is that his brother was put on security duty of the club, a gig that involved low attention that Ramón figured wasn't bad enough for a few extra paychecks. Going back down the stairs, he rejoined Carlos at the bar by having a seat next to him. Carlos sighed before speaking up.
"You know...I'm kinda bored tonight. Full house here and no action for us."
Ramón laughed.
"Well yeah, that's the life when you have to play security. You just have to watch everyone have fun, wishing it was you in their shoes."
The lights from above reflected back over their faces. Ramón could clearly witness the look of disappointment over Carlos' face. The blue neon light brushed past to lighten up his face, all the way down to his mustache. Carlos was wearing a black suit with a pink undershirt, below black pants matching the jacket. Ramón wore his white blazer over a blue shirt with matching white pants. Carlos spoke again after sighing.
"You know, I think I'm due for a good night of fun. Besides, you can't deny all the stuff that you and Steven get to do."
Laughing, Ramón responded.
"Oh yeah, like what? What do I do besides business with Steven?"
"Don't play me for a fool! Everyone knows that you and him seem to have some great track record with hot looking ladies...and here I am, I gotta call escorts to get laid."
"You really do call escorts!?"
Ramón busted out laughing, something that just annoyed Carlos even further to yell at him.
"Man, fuck you!"
Still laughing, Ramón got up from his seat and moved his arm to point out at the dance floor before him. He couldn't help but make fun of his brother for that little comment.
"Estás escuchando? Look out there...you want pussy, there's a whole dance floor of girls in this club every fucking night. Work on your charm with the ladies, and you won't have to pay for no fucking escorts fee just to get laid."
Carlos didn't respond. He just grabbed his small glass and drank down the last bit of his watered down alcohol. Ramón thought for a second about the whole situation. Even though Carlos typically could be a headache with family business, he was still his brother. Maybe he had a point that it truly was not fair that he didn't get to have the same kind of fun with him, as he did with Steven. Ramón himself had bragging rights with famous names of women he had shared a bed with. Looking back over at Carlos, he made his mind up. They both were about to take a magnifying glass to the club and seek out a hot woman to take their chances with. If anything, he was going to teach Carlos how to use his charm and win over a woman for the night.
"Hey man, come on...let's go on the dance floor."
"What for?"
"Come on, since you don't feel like you can have luck with the ladies...I'm gonna show you how it's done."
Shaking his head, Carlos wasn't amused at this at all.
"Stop man, you're embarrassing. I ain't letting you do it this time."
Losing his patience, Ramón was only going to try one last time. If he didn't want to go with him, then he was the one missing out on fun.
"Oh come on, you want to get laid this weekend? Get your ass up and let's find a hot girl to party with. We're brothers after all, let's fucking do this!"
"Fine, fine...you win. Let's just hope we can find some chick with a nice ass."
Carlos slowly rose from his seat at the bar and now he and Ramón walked off to survey their eyes at the dance floor. For once, Ramón realized how easy it was getting a lay with his cousin. Steven liked to invite him when he had a girl that needed two men to fully satisfy her. Here he was, hoping that Carlos wouldn't be stupid and make it into a competition. First, they had to find a decent woman that was up for a good time. Together they walked around the dance floor letting their eyes look around. Carlos didn't look so impressed within a span of 10 minutes. One quick to complain, he already was sighing and speaking out.
"I don't see no women on that dance floor that can give us a good time."
"Easy, easy...patience. You need to relax and just keep an eye out."
If he was going to complain the entire time, perhaps it wasn't worth it. At least that is what Ramón was thinking right now. He wasn't going to give up so early though, surely over time on a Friday night they would come across something that met the liking of their eye. Ramón walked off from the dance floor, leaving Carlos behind for a bit. His brother walked behind him and then finally, something caught his eye. A woman with brown hair walked by in a pink dress, revealing long thick legs. Her feet were in matching pink high heels with sparkling glitter. The real catch was up her chest as his eyes looked on to a heavy cleavage. Her face was beautiful, big brown eyes that matched her hair. Carlos stood in shock as the woman just walked past both of them and with a smirk over her face. It was a shame with the loud music in the club they could not hear her high heels beating on the floor. Ramón looked over to his brother and nodded. He could tell that this woman had stolen the attention. He spoke to Carlos now.
"See something you like?"
"Ohhhh yes, look at her. Look at that ass."
Looking back at the woman, Carlos' eyes followed her thick legs up to an amazing ass fit in her tight dress. Her body had amazing curves, one of a kind to his mind. She turned around and looked at both of the men standing there and gave them a wave. Ramón smirked at her and waved back, speaking to his brother.
"You see that? She notices us. You wanna take a shot with her?"
"Fuck yeah! Let's see if we can dance with her!"
Ramón looked back at Carlos and gave him a nod. He could have told him how patience truly did pay off when one was not whining the entire time, but what was it worth? This was the first chance he had in the past few years to do some bonding with his younger brother. Together they approached the woman, her pink dress shining with the radiance of the neon lights moving from up above. She turned around and greeted both men with a big smile. Her pearly white teeth made her smile among the best that Ramón ever seen. Carlos spoke up, excited before his brother could get a chance.
