"Nate! I thought you couldn't - " Tyler exclaimed as he opened the door to his home, stopping when he saw the toddler and the little boy that Nate had in tow. "Er, hey there...guys..."
"My dads said I could come over but only if I looked after my nephews over the weekend." Nate sighed as if it were a horrible imposition on him. "Are you okay with that? I'll make sure that Little Davie and Baby Matty here stay out of trouble, promise."
"Well...sure!" Tyler, seemingly charmed by the shy tykes, smiled broadly at the boys as he ruffled Matt's hair and then knelt to be eye level with Dave. "It's very nice to meet you, Davie! My name's Tyler, I hope we can be friends."
Dave's little heart skipped a beat at being talked to so adoringly by such a handsome young man - though Tyler was, like Nate, merely sixteen, in that moment he felt impossibly big and grown-up. His son's boyfriend didn't seem like a bad kid, but he and Matt barely knew anything about him - and it seemed Tyler didn't even know what the names of Nate's dads were. Charmed despite the bizarre and humiliating nature of the situation, Dave managed the tiniest of smiles as he and the teenage boy bopped fists, as Nate took him by his tiny hand and led him into the house. Matt, meanwhile, could do nothing but scowl as his son finally put him down on his bare little tootsies - a scowl that turned to a whimper as he looked up and went dizzy from seeing Nate and Tyler tower a full three feet above him. His rounded knees wobbled and his pudgy legs gave out from beneath him as he plopped onto his padded tush in the middle of the living room. The toddler blinked in shock from the fall, a shock that seemingly loosened his itty-bitty bladder as the next thing Nate knew his diaper was growing warm and squishy around his plump little bottom and tiny baby dick.
"Oh my God, Matty, are you serious?" Nate groaned as Matt's surprise gave way to bottomless shame at his son pointing out his accident in front of all present. "Didn't you say you wanted to be a big boy?"
"Leave the little guy alone, he couldn't help it." Tyler interjected as patted Matt's fluffy head of hair, the condescension only making him feel even smaller as his tiny weenie twitched off its last few drops. "Do you have stuff to change him with?"
Nate was nonplussed as he reached into the bag slung over his shoulder and pulled out a bottle of baby powder and a fresh crisp pair of Pampers. While he obviously didn't mind that Tyler was willing to do the task, he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed at his shrunken dads getting such tenderness from his boyfriend (who was supposed to be paying attention to him!) Matt, overwhelmed by the horror of the moment, jammed his eyes shut and dug his tiny teeth into his lower lip as Tyler laid the toddler out on the carpet and stripped him of his drenched diaper. The toddler whimpered and squirmed as his wet little wee-wee was exposed to the open air, that barest bit of stimulation more than enough for it to stiffen right back up again. He was of two minds when Tyler seemingly ignored his infantile erection - though he was certainly glad that the handsome teen didn't make light of it, Matt only knew it was because he found the toddler's arousal as adorable as it was harmless.
"All done!" Tyler declared as he pulled Matt off the ground and into his arms. The two-year-old's indignant squeak dissolved into giggles as the teen tickled his tummy and then pulled the blushing baby into a loving cuddle. David found himself pulled into that hug a moment later, he and Nate sharing a look of utter humiliation before they both found themselves melting into the Tyler's tender embrace...as an annoyed Nate looked on with his arms crossed.