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Can’t think of a better way to spend my day off 😊😊😊😊 @maripatch 😍🥰💛
@judepatches: Really? Because I can think of better ways 🤨
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Posted with full permission from Mama! 🧡 It’s always such a lovely feeling to check back in with the babies you helped bring into the world. And look at this cutie pie! #ilovemyjob #midwife
@judepatches: Hahaha she doesn’t look jazzed
Olly thought his heart might beat right out of his ribcage. He felt dizzy with want, and Jude was showing no signs of pulling back. There was no hesitation in his tone, no amused quirk to the edge of his mouth. The way he was looking at Olly right now seemed almost... deliberate. He seemed to be trying to get through to him that he wanted this too, that he wanted to pleasure Olly in all the ways he’d dreamed of for so many years.
“Oh. Oh, wow...” he sighed sweetly, head tipping forward as he felt the other man’s hands on him. There was a certain rasp to Jude’s voice now that was driving him wild, spurring on the already frantic state of arousal he was in.
But even in all of Olly’s wildest dreams, it had never felt like this; So carnal and obsessive. He never could have predicted that this could be a reality, even if only over the clothes and as some careless attempt to cheer him up. It was impossible to understand why Jude was doing this, and if he felt what Olly felt. He couldn’t, could he? He had a girlfriend – not that it had stopped Olly when he’d been dating Teddy, the guilt still sending a sour note through his stomach. But Jude was straight.
“Jude... We can’t,” Olly murmured, eyes darkening as his mouth filled with saliva. He was overcome with lust for the other man, the press of his hand edging him closer to hardness in his shorts. If they weren’t careful, he thought he might come like that, just like a hormonal teenager.
But as his mind spun with the reality of what was happening, Jude’s hand cupping him tighter, Olly allowed himself to feel that strange glimmer of hope again. He could feel his best friend’s other hand tracing the line of his spine, fingers dancing along his naked skin, shirt rucked up around his ribcage now. It felt so good to be held by Jude like this, to have him teasing him unapologetically, seemingly without a hint of disgust or awkwardness to be found. He seemed content in his quiet reassurances to Olly, seemed so certain with each tender touch, as though he knew exactly what to do.
“I... Or– I mean, I don’t know. Can we?” Olly groaned as he carefully gyrated his hips, slowly but with intention, wanting to feel the press of Jude’s hand tighten around him. He wanted more. He needed more.
Olly wondered, suddenly, if Jude had ever pleasured another man? Tucked away in the woods, had he and Monty every stroked each other to completion? Had Stevie ever turned his charms onto Jude, grinding him to submission? What if there had been ex-classmates or roommates, maybe even a stranger in a club? His touch seemed altogether too eager, too precise to be completely unrehearsed, and Olly couldn’t believe even for a second that he was the exception to the rule.
“I need...” Olly panted, growing weaker with every passing second. His nose brushed Jude’s and he longed to kiss the other man, to feel the press of his tongue against his own as he tasted him. He didn’t want some chaste, close-mouthed kiss, but the feeling of Jude’s saliva trickling down his throat.
But that would change things, wouldn’t it? Masturbation was natural, it was necessary. Kissing felt almost romantic, intentional in its motives. Maybe this didn’t have to be weird, maybe it didn’t have to cross another line entirely.
“I need contact,” he found himself whimpering, against his better judgement. “I need you.”
Marianne would have his head on a fucking spike if she knew what he was up to right now. He didn’t have any plans to tell her, not even for his own petty sense of smugness, knowing that he had one-up on her right now. His little sister had always hated that her best friend had a crush on Jude, but she must have privately been satisfied that nothing would ever come of it on account of her brother being straight. It was laughable to think that she had no idea Jude had found this clever little loophole.
Above him, Olly was panting, little turned-on cries spilling from his lips and Jude wanted more. He was causing that.
As much as he knew what people thought of him - all the bad things, as well as the good - Jude knew he was skilled at his job. He saved people, took care of them, brought them back to life and gave them what they needed to feel better. Yes, some might have called him a hero! Modestly, he would just shrug and wave them off while privately agreeing.
Right now, Olly was desperate and pent-up and he needed a release. Perhaps Jude had been a little teasing at first, but the other man was firm and erect under his hand, and it wouldn’t do to leave his friend high and dry like this. Jude had a duty of care, just like at work. He would make sure he saw this through until the end, and he was sure the image of Olly coming for him, because of him, would be imprinted on the backs of his eyelids for weeks to come. Who would say no to that?
“Yes, we can,” he said bluntly, rubbing Olly through his shorts and leaving no room for argument. There was no Teddy to stop them and while Lacey could be a contributing factor to Olly’s hesitance, it was hardly like this counted as adultery. Jude didn’t like men, and he was only helping out a friend.
A groan rumbled up the back of his throat as Olly shifted in his lap, the movement grinding the other man’s ass against his own half-hard cock. It had stirred to attention a while ago and was steadily filling out. Jude figured he could deal with that later, selfless as he was.
“What do you need, baby?” he asked, his words mingling with Olly’s quick, staccato breaths. He could feel each exhale on his lips and wondered, for a moment, if Olly was going to kiss him. It sent a jolt through him and with little time to make sense of it, he moved his head to the side, cheek-to-cheek and temple-to-temple with Olly as he grunted softly.
“I got you.”
His hands tugged inelegantly at the waistband of Olly’s shorts, gripping them together with his boxers. He pulled them down over the swell of Olly’s ass, just enough to have them pulled taut against his thighs so Jude could wrap his hand around Olly’s cock.
“There he is,” he said, his words tickling Olly’s ear, delighting in the easy glide of his hand. He’d gotten Olly wet enough to make it smooth and easy, proving it not to be a thankless task. He gripped him lightly, urging him along.
“You’re gonna feel so much better when you come over my hand, huh? That’s gonna cheer my boy up.”
Olly knew he needed to get a grip and put some distance between he and Jude, but that sound bit of logic had gone straight out the window when he’d climbed into his best friend’s lap. But now he was straddling his best friend while hard, and he could practically hear Marianne’s cries of disappointment ringing through his ears at that very moment. His head felt a little spinny, a whirlwind of conflicting emotions crashing around in his noggin as he tried to make sense of everything he was feeling right now.
Unfortunately, the horny emotion seemed to have full control of the steering wheel right now as his cock only thickened in his shorts, the blush on his cheeks growing deeper by the second. Unsurprisingly, Jude’s words weren’t exactly helping with the next level humiliation he was experiencing.
“It’s not little,” Olly grumbled, rather petulantly. It really wasn’t the point at all, but there was a seriously inconvenient voice in the back of his mind telling him that it mattered and that Jude should know.
It really was one thing to have a huge, all-encompassing crush on your best friend. It was another to get a rock hard boner while sitting in their lap, and to have them tease and make fun of you over it. Hadn’t Olly spent several years across their friendship dreaming of being teased by the other man? Yet it had never gone like this.
He wanted to say something, to scold Jude and himself equal measure and try and inject a little normalcy into the situation. It was a chemical reaction after all, right? Sometimes, you couldn’t help how your body reacted to a situation, even when you wanted to! Besides, Jude had a girlfriend and was explicitly straight, so even if he wasn’t uncomfortable right now, it was painfully obvious that he didn’t reciprocate whatever attraction Olly needed to get under control.
Before he could utter another word, though, he felt Jude’s hand graze his skin, sliding along his legs and sending a warm sensation through Olly’s entire body. A soft, involuntary whimper tore from his throat as he felt the press of Jude’s hand against his thigh, and his eyes fluttered shut as his head tipped back, a moan catching in his throat, only for Olly to firmly swallow it down before it could break containment. Okay, so maybe this was a little bit more like the dreams he’d had. Except, in those dreams, Jude’s hands would edge ever so slightly further up his shorts, and Olly would be feeling new, crashing waves of euphoria like he’d never felt before, not even with Teddy.
“What?” Olly whispered, eyes snapping open as he looked back at Jude, gobsmacked. He had no idea if the other man was joking or not, but his body didn’t seem to care. His cock twitched again in his shorts, standing to attention as if to say hey Jude! I’m down here! Let me prove how not little I am to you!
Fidgeting, Olly let his own hand slide down and against his shorts as he tried to readjust them, a wasted attempt at obscuring the obvious bulge that was pointedly pressing itself against Jude’s firm stomach. He blushed, letting his mind wander momentarily as he wondered if that felt good for Jude, or if it was a little disgusting to the other man.
“Shut up. Don’t make fun of me. We both know you don’t wanna do that,” Olly muttered, feeling embarrassed, if not just the tiniest bit hopeful.
Jude immediately laughed at the sheer petulance in Olly’s voice. He made a whole show of dipping his eyes down to the obvious bulge in the other man’s shorts before dragging his gaze back up to look him in the eye, a smirk playing on his lips.
“No, you’re right about that. Doesn’t look like there’s anything little about you, Olly baby.”
His hands continued to teasingly massage Olly’s thighs, coarse hair tickling his palms. It was different from the smooth, creamy expanse of Lacey’s legs. She shaved and waxed (and dermaplaned? Was that a thing, dermaplaning?) which Jude knew she preferred. He’d thought he preferred it as well, which was a thought he’d voiced aloud one time and immediately been condemned to one of Marianne’s body hair is natural feminist rants. His fingers pinched curiously at Olly’s leg hair, dark and thick. There was something about the masculine assurance of it that made him want to dig his fingertips in deep.
Jude looked up at Olly, whose head was thrown back, his expression a perfect mix of torture and desire. Jude’s stomach flipped in arousal. There was something so insanely erotic about his friend being so turned on by him that his body could barely stand it. He watched as the muscle in Olly’s jaw ticked, saliva flooding his own mouth.
“I’m not making fun of you,” he said quickly, giving Olly’s thigh a playful pinch, as if reprimanding him for thinking Jude would do that. “And says who?”
His gaze darkened as he tipped his head to the side, noting that his own breathing hard grew shallower. And the tightness of his sweatpants had something to say too. Tongue darting out to wet his bottom lip, he inched his fingers towards the bulge in Olly’s shorts, turning his hand over so the backs of his knuckles brushed against it in a barely-there touch.
“Do you even realise how fucking hot it is that you get like this over me?” he asked, his voice husky.
His other hand slid around to hold Olly’s waist, slipping under his t-shirt, skin on skin. Jude realised his fingers were shaking, only slightly, but he didn’t let that deter him. He’d never actually jerked another guy off, but it was all the same mechanics, wasn’t it? He and Monty had been guilty of getting off in the same room as each other before, laughing at themselves after as they wiped their hands on tissues and playfully threw them at each other before any awkwardness settled in. Jude had jacked off with plenty of other guys before, and there had been that time his college roommate had reached over…
“You can’t think I’d leave you high and dry like this, baby,” he muttered, finally cupping Olly through his shorts, pressing his hand down and giving him the friction he needed.
“Nope. Not little at all.”
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PTO meant I had to take a week off from being a sexy lifesaver and just be a sexy everyman
@jollyollywalker: I had so much fun with youuuu!!!! I LOVE that photo of me omg!!! :D @jollyollywalker: Also OMG!!!! Slide 4 and 7 have me BLUSHING!!!!!!!!!!!!!
@judepatches: @jollyollywalker You look cute as a button, Olly baby 😘 (even cuter when you’re blushing)
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@mountainmanmonty: A whole day with my baby isn't enough, I need a lifetime
@judepatches: @mountainmanmonty Good job I’ll love you forever baby 😘😘😘
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@candyturnon: Fuck, we are so sexy? Pink on pink on pink babyyy!
@judepatches: @candyturnon Nobody is doing it like us 😘
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@d.sterling: Do your settings only come in 'denim' or 'shirtless'?
@judepatches: @d.sterling No I do ‘sexy athleisure’ as well. Proof in slide 7. I know you looked.
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@peteykim: Great photos, Jude! I love the monkey. Reminds me of Punch! :)
@judepatches: @peteykim I’m buying you that Ikea plush for your birthday
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@hannahthewalker: so many men. where is marianne
@judepatches: @hannahthewalker Are we pretending anyone cares?
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@princeoncall: slide 7.... bulge...... oK!!!!!!
@judepatches: @princeoncall 🍆 😘
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@doctorgloria: And does the 'sexy' have an off switch? Your sister seems to suffer from the same ailment. Just devastatingly beautiful genes all around!
@judepatches: @doctorgloria What does Marianne have to do with how hot I am?
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@drraymondbaker: Didn't bother coming to visit the second sexiest guy in hospital while he's laid up and feeling sorry for himself though, did ya? I get it, man
@judepatches: @drraymondbaker Monty is doing fine? He’s healthy?