I attend college about an hour away from my parents and most of my family lives in that area too. I dropped in last weekend to see my folks and we had a good visit. In our catching up, I found out my cousin, male a year younger than I am, just broke up and he was taking it very hard. His gf had treated him like shit and openly cheated on him, then took off to live with the guy. Mom told me to drop by and see him on my way out of town, maybe it would cheer him up a bit. He and I have always been like brother and sister, even more so than my own brothers.

I stopped by Sunday on my way back to school. He was in miserable shape. I am sure he had not showered all weekend, and I think he had forgotten what a razor was. I told him, "Get cleaned up, we're going out."

It took some persuading, but he did clean up and we had dinner, no biggie--McD's--and then we went to a club. There were several of my friends there, and we decided that Mike was not going home without getting out this depressed mood he was in. Mike, my cousin, is really a great guy--shy and really thoughtful. He is also male underwear model gorgeous, but he never believes it when I tell him that. So anyway... we all kept up dancing with him, sometimes 2 and 3 of us would be out on the floor with him, and we were buying him drinks too. It was just not working though, he was totally depressed.

After a couple hours we started taking his condition as a challenge--things got a lot looser and friendlier than they had been. My cousin basically became the filling for a girl sandwich every time we could get him on the dance floor. We rubbed all over him--braless! And we were definitely rubbing up his privates too.

We all broke things up about 11 and I took Mike home, he was in no shape to drive. He wasn't falling down drunk, but he was not safe to drive and I had already told everyone I was the DD for the evening. Back in the car he started back in with the depressing garbage his gf had been telling him--he's no good, and she was only with him until she could find someone better...

I'd finally had it. She had ruined him. I reached down and grabbed his balls, looked him right in the eyes, and told him: "Man up. You are gorgeous and any girl would be lucky to be with you." I started making out with him. He needed it, and truthfully I'd wanted to go all the way with him since I was in HS.

I found out that not only was he gorgeous, but he was big too, thick. Not huge like monster sized, but oh, so nice. The first time he slid his cock into me was fantastic! He stretched me a little, but enough to make things tight and way nice as he slowly worked it in me. I orgasmed almost instantly, and again when I felt him throbbing in me.

He rolled off, and I climbed back on wanting his cock in me. We talked for a while with me straddle his cock and slowly working it in me. We were together long into the morning.

When I left, he was sounding more like the cousin I always enjoy being around--no more mind job from the ex gf. I told him, just be himself around girls and enjoy the company. He has a lot to offer, and if it leads to sex, then they will find out what I did--he really has a lot to offer.

Any ways... I talked with mom tonight, and she says Mike is in a much better mood and seems to be over Jessica. I hope so too, I'm going back this weekend and I want to have some fun with him, without the therapy session!