"No, I don't wanna..."

JC pushed the pacifier closer to the younger man's mouth, "Come on please, we did it the last two Friday's, you know you'll enjoy it..."

"No Josh, I won't enjoy it, I'm in a bad mood. Plus, don't you think its kinda ga-"

"No, I don't!," he interrupted, moving from the bed to the dresser to retrieve a small blanket, "come on Just, it'll be nice. You always like it."

"Yeah because you get so into it, it's funny, but please not now. I don't wanna." Justin pouted and tried to sit up, before JC pushed him back down.

"Shhh, you're gonna love it, let's start!"

"Jossshhh," he pleaded with JC but realized his friend was not going to cave. "Jesus fine. Still...you really don't think its a little homosexu-"

"No no, there is nothing wrong with it, you're crazy, now stay still and get into the role."

Justin relaxed his eyes, breathed deeply, and nodded to show his readiness while JC smiled with excitement and jumped back onto the bed, pacifier in hand.

"Here you go Justy, take the nook-nook."

Justin's mouth opened wide and JC pushed the small sucker forward. It grazed his tongue and JC giggled, taunting the blonde by moving it back and forth. The action continued until Justin got fed up and lifted his head, getting a good grip on the rubber and pulling it into his mouth. He closed his eyes and sucked repeatedly, listening to JC leave the room in search of a new toy.

The older man returned with a baby's diaper bag, and spoke softly to his 'baby' on the bed. "Justy's such a good boy. Gonna get you a nice baba to drink."

The pacifier flew from Justin's mouth and he began to cry profusely, kicking his feet. "Wahhhhhhhhh"

"Shhh baby, no cry," JC leaned over the bed to look for the misplaced pacifier. "Where your bobo go? Huh Justy, where'd it go? Ah, here it is!"

He bent down, finding the nook at the edge of the bed by the pillows. "Oh no, its all dirty now," he spoke dramatically, putting it into his own mouth to rid it from the harmful germs.

"There, all clean, suck away," he said, pushing it back into Justin's waiting mouth.

The younger man made a slight disgusted face, but accepted the pacifier all the same. Rolling onto his side, Justin rested his head on the small blanket and closed his eyes once more.

"No sleepy, time to eat!"

JC pulled Justin's curled up form close to him, lifting the boy's head to lay on his lap. Justin automatically spit his nook out and looked up at JC expectantly. The brunette hummed and shook his crossed legs as he squeezed the air from the bottle of mixed formula.

'Baby' Justin cried some more, bottom lip trembling with false sadness and hunger. "Gaa gaa baa" he mumbled, extending his arms to reach for his food.

"Shhh honey, one second, I don't wanna give you hiccups from all this icky air.."

Justin cooed softly and stabilized his tears, while tugging at JC's shirt. JC was finally satisfied with his air release and lowered the bottle to Justin's mouth. A curly head bounced forward, mouth sucking in the nipple with anxious force.

As he drank in the formula, Justin grimaced at the bitter taste. He loved milk, but not the shit JC presented him with. Still, he gulped it up and soon enough the bottle was empty.

"Good boy! All done..." JC said, his voice filled with happiness. He lay Justin's head back down on the bed and grabbed a towel to wipe excess milk from the full lips.

"There we go," he threw the towel across the room and focused back on Justin. Placing both hands under Justin's arms, he picked the taller man up and placed him over his shoulder. Justin realized what he was meant to do and waited for the ministrations.

Pat Pat Pat, Rub Rub Rub, Pat Pat Pat, Rub Rub Rub.

He belched loudly and JC hugged him tightly. "Wow, such a big boy you are, got all that gas up in no time."

With his hand supporting Justin's head, he lowered his big baby once more onto the bed, and left the room.

Seconds later, he walked back in with a bottle of powder from the bathroom, and tossed it on the night table.

He picked up his bag from its spot on the floor and took out a semi-large diaper. "Justy don't wanna be stuck in those yucky boxer briefs right?" he asked, not expecting any answer.

"Actually I don't mind just keeping my sho-"

"Shut up Justin, you can't talk!"

"Shit, sorry..." Justin muttered, slipping back into his infant role.

JC stood and took a deep breath, trying to regain the state of mind he was recently in, while Justin mumbled incoherent gibberish to please his older friend.

"Ok, Justy doesn't like those yucky boxer briefs right?" he asked again, looking over at Justin, who was busy attempting to roll over onto his stomach.

"Gaa goo."

JC smiled and picked up the diaper again, sitting on the bed and dragging Justin's body down directly in front of him. "Look, you got milky all over your shirt too. I might as well change all of your clothes."

Justin lifted his fist to his mouth and shoved half of it inside. JC's saw this and chided him, pulling his hand away and lightly patting it three times. "Bad."

He began undressing Justin, first pulling his shirt off, sleeve by sleeve, followed by the neck. He undid Justin's belt and removed it, also pulling down his baggy jeans. All that remained were Justin's b-briefs, which were soon discarded as well.

Justin couldn't help but get partially hard when the coolness of the room hit his privates. "Such a big boy," JC spoke, flicking the penis gently. Justin's eyes widened at the graze, but he quickly felt as ease as JC poured a large sum of powder onto him.

His ass was lifted off of the bed while JC slid a diaper underneath him. He looked up at his friends face and saw a jovial, relaxed expression. JC was hard at work, stripping the tape from each side of the diaper and fastening it tightly. Finally, the diaper was secure and Justin was fully covered.

"Actually, " JC began, "it's nice and warm today, Justy, you don't need any itchy clothes to irritate you right baby?"

"Gaa goo gee." Justin giggled again.

JC peered down at the adorable sight and assaulted baby Justin with a tickle attack. The childish laugher filled the room as JC tickled his legs, sides, and neck. Justin forgot about his state of undress, and eased into his character even more. He decided to enjoy the attention and pampering.

"Take a nap nap and then I'll give you a bath, k?"

Justin whimpered until JC remember to stick the pacifier back into his mouth. He sucked on it tenderly as he was turned onto his stomach, and JC rubbed his padded bottom. Sleep came easily.

Justin awoke 2 hours later and glanced around the room to find it empty. He stood from the bed and looked down. Once he discovered he was still dressed in a diaper, he hurriedly jumped back in the bed and began to wail. His cries were heard from downstairs and JC ran up to the room to care for him.

"Awww, baby woke up? Don't worry I'm right here, I only left for a whittle while." By now, the baby talk came naturally to the grown man, and he became quite fond of his fatherly role the more he got into it.

Justin's cries simmered down to a faint ahh sound, once JC sat on the bed and stroked his curls. "Shhh, I'm gonna give you a nice bubble bath now."

The younger man smiled and stretched his arms out, grabbing JC and pulling him down for a hug.

JC took him into his arms and whispered calming words into his ears. While Justin listened to the tranquil talk, he realized that he had to use the bathroom. He thought silently about sneaking off and using the toilet like any normal person, but figured that JC wouldn't like that very much. Instead he closed his eyes and forced himself to urinate in his diaper.

The warmth spread quickly, and JC noted this as he cradled Justin's ass in his hands while holding him. "Ooh," he exclaimed, "Justy went pee-pee?"

Justin stifled a laugh and pulled back to look into JC's eyes. JC was dead serious. He looked down and garbled out a few baby fragments, and waited for JC's next step.

"Let me fix you up in here, before I take you to the tub."

With that said, JC released Justin from his grip and placed him on his back. He grabbed a pack of wipes from his bag, and ripped the tape from the right side of the diaper.

Justin began to cry again and JC had to stop, look for the pacifier, and plunge it into his mouth before continuing.

He ripped the tape open on the opposite side and pulled the diaper away from Justin's body. Justin stared intensely at the task and felt an odd sense of bliss as JC cleansed his skin with the wet material.

JC dragged the soft wipes over Justin's balls and now fully hard erection, using extreme care and devotion to clean him completely.

He justified his actions by saying, "I don't want baby to get a diaper rash anywhere..."

Justin sighed, while JC finished up and rolled the diaper into a compact ball, tossing it into the trashcan by the door.

"Well," he clasped his hands together and his lips curved into a smile, "I'm not gonna waste a diaper right now, because you're getting a nice warm bath anyway."

"Come on Justy." He picked the heavy naked body up with all of his gathered strength and stumbled down the hallway, to the bathroom.

The bath was already full with warm soapy water and towels were placed on the floor, alongside his big fluffy baby blanket. JC lowered him onto the blanket and felt the water to make sure it was still at a decent temperature.

He turned his attention back to Justin, who had found a sponge on the floor and was about to place it in his mouth. JC grabbed it away, "No no, that's yucky."

Justin pouted as his new found plaything was taken away, and his lip quivered to show the advance of tears. "No, baby, Daddy hates to see you cry, please don't cry."

JC beamed and leaned over Justin, resting his head on the boy's chest. "Say Da-Da Justin."

Justin's mouth opened and he pretended to struggled with the easy sounds.."Dee..dah"

"Come on, Da-Da"

"Daaa.."

"That's good," JC's voice was full of convincing encouragement, "you can do it, Da-Da"

Justin grinned lazily and pushed the name out, "Da-Da"

"Goooood Justy," JC's happiness overflowed and he blew raspberries into Justin's stomach, making the man giggle and pull JC's hair.

JC sat up and waited a moment to gather some energy, and then lifted Justin again, supporting his head and bare ass, while walking a few steps to the bathtub.

Placing Justin in the water, he laughed as the boy splashed and frolicked lightheartedly. A half hour passed before they were done. JC had let Justin play for ten minutes before he began washing him with a small rag and mild soap. Then he let him play for another ten minutes.

Finally, he hoisted Justin out of the water, and wrapped a towel around his shivering body. He carried the heavier man back into the bedroom, and placed him on the bed once again. "Yay, you get some nakie time while I look for your clothes," he said while leaning down and kissing Justin's forehead quickly.

Justin sat up, fingering his towel and watching JC wander around the room gathering clothes. His legs were spread, extended out in front of him and he used this time to explore himself, as he figured, a child might do.

JC found a baby blue pullover and gray sweatpants to dress Justin in, and as he turned around he dropped the clothing to the floor due to his discovery. There was his baby, sitting on the bed, playing with his erect cock. Justin decided not to jerk himself, because babies probably didn't know how. Instead he sat and played innocently with the hardness between his legs, fondling it with care.

JC managed to croak out a scratchy, "Justy?" which startled Justin from his fun. He looked up at JC's shocked expression, with his own set of shock-filled eyes, and did what he normally did when he wasn't sure what he should do. He cried. Granted it was a fake, exaggerated, baby-like cry, but a cry nonetheless.

JC snapped out of his haze and gathered back up the fallen clothing, before walking to the bed and stroking Justin's back.

"Shhh, there there. I didn't mean to scare you."

Justin rested his head against JC's shoulder, weeping and sniffling as he held onto the older man. JC broke away from Justin's grasp and forced him to lay back on the bed. He reached over and took Justin's hand in his, placing it back on his still erect penis. "Go ahead." he said in a tender whisper. He guided Justin's movements with his own hand, helping him to fondle himself delicately.

Justin gasped from the pleasure this derived, and JC watched in awe. "Justy..such a good boy, don't worry...this is fine, you can touch yourself baby."

As long as they stayed in their roles, everything was fine. JC wondered briefly what would happen if Justin dropped the act and questioned his motives, but that never happened. They stood and continued to play with Justin's member for what seemed like hours, Justin touching, and JC offering guidance.

Both knew it was time to stop, without being told. Justin didn't come because babies could not come, and if you want to play the game, you have to play it right.

The day went on as it usually would. JC dressed Justin in the choice clothes, gave him another bottle of formula, changed his diaper in the late evening, and finally put him down for sleep at 10 o'clock.

In the morning, life went back to normal, and both men drove to practice in Justin's Mercedes, neither mentioning the occurrences of the day before. Another Friday had passed and both were secretly waiting in anticipation for the next one to arrive.