Summary: Well, Christmas is here again, and for 6 of our friends it 
seemed only natural that they have a Christmas party, but like all good 
things, a Christmas party isn't a Christmas party without having the 
obligatory Christmas baby to look after!

It's Christmas Baby Time!

Part 1

It was last year when we had this realisation; Christmas just isn't 
Christmas with out a baby around. Do you know what I mean? For a group 
of gay men this was quite a challenge to solve. But being the ingenious 
person that I am I managed to solve it better than any of us could have 
imagined. So you might be wondering how we got to this realisation, 
well here's the story…

It's Christmas 2002 on December 17th.

Like most nights before it, I was at home in my apartment with my flat 
mate and a few other friends. Being a young gay professional in England 
has its bonuses. Large apartments with spacious living areas are all 
the rage and when there are two people sharing you can get really good 
sized spaces. Today was a great day for me though. My new job was going 
great, the drinks were flowing and by the time I'd got home I was 
already rather drunk.

All four of us sat on the sofas watching TV, conversation was sparse, 
each of us totally involved in what we were watching. Then the adverts 
came on, the usual boring flow of makeup ads and film trailers and 
coffee ads washed over us like a calm shoreline on a sandy beach. Then 
something strange happened. At 11:45 PM an advert for baby's toys came 
on. Being that we're all gay this started quite a conversation. Ricky 
(he's my flat mate and he's like the rest of us; absolutely gorgeous, 
not the best looking but good. Carl was the best looking). My flat mate 
turned to everyone and declared, "Why it is that they show adverts for 
baby toys at 11:45 PM, when the only people up are adults?"

Jack turned to Ricky and answered, "Maybe that's cause the advert men 
know that the people who have the kids are all up watching this and 
will buy the toys for the kids if they see them advertised now?" Jack 
leaned forward his short blond spiky hair catching the light as he 
moved.

I couldn't help but have a say, too. "Hey, perhaps they want the adults 
to buy them?! Everyone knows we like being kids really!" Now, I should 
say now that at this point I knew that I was a DL/AB, but none of my 
friends knew I was. I continued to the group, "isn't it sad, we're all 
gay so none of us will ever get to experience what it's like to have a 
baby on Christmas day, not to mention a toddler or young kid, to watch 
their eyes light up when they see the presents on Christmas day?" I 
couldn't help but feel saddened. No matter what luxuries I had I knew 
that deep down not only did I want to be a baby but a part of me wanted 
to be a daddy, to have the gift of fathering my own child. I soon 
kicked myself and realised that this wasn't something to be sad about; 
it was just something that I had to be used to.

By odd coincidence the adverts continued and straight after a run of 3 
toy adverts an advert came on that would change everything forever. We 
all sat there, beer cans in hand, eyes drooping with the alcohol when a 
Huggies Goodnites advert came on. To me this was heaven. My heart had 
started to race and I couldn't help but imagine myself in them. I sat 
there, thinking how great this would be, if only my friends could know 
about it and accept it. Then the most amazing thing happened. Chris, 
Jack's boyfriend shouted out, "maybe we should get a baby for 
Christmas." A giggle slipped out with the words, "We could get some 
Goodnites and make one of us be baby!"

Everyone howled at this crazy idea. My mind, whilst laughing, was 
flooding with ideas. A boner grew so fast that my brain had been 
starved of blood supply. I was in heaven about this idea. What if, just 
what if we could make it happen?! I had to say something, nothing was 
gonna stop me.

"That's a great idea!" My drunken mouth just blurted it out. Everyone 
stopped and stared at me, I didn't really know what to think. I wanted 
to put a cushion over my face but I couldn't, it was on my lap covering 
the boner in my pants. I looked at every ones faces, perhaps I had over 
stepped the mark?

We went back to watching the programme and silence held us once again. 
Occasional glances fleeted between us, some sniggers and cackles raced 
around the room. The movie ended at about 12:30 and the adverts resumed 
between the programmes. At this point everyone was on their feet. Some 
people were getting drinks others were going to the loo and I was just 
meandering aimlessly, my mind still transfixed on what had just 
happened. As we finished what we were doing most people had returned to 
the sofa, everyone except Carl. He was the youngest and was still in 
the toilet. At 17 he still had a youthful charm even if it did carry 
the occasional mood. Overall he was a great kid though, with looks to 
die for. Dark hair and a smooth baby face, hazel eyes and broad 
shoulders, and his ass, well, that's just a different story. He had the 
kind of ass that made anyone look good; in fact he was one of these 
really annoying people that look good no matter what they wear. The 
late night movie came on and Ricky shouted to Carl, "hey man you're 
gonna miss the movie!"

I looked over at the door, my mind still spinning let out another 
stupid comment "Maybe we should put him back in diapers, he goes to the 
toilet way to much." Every one just looked at me, a dumbstruck picture 
on their face. Then something odd happened.

"Maybe Carl could be our Christmas baby!" Jack announced, I looked at 
him frowning.

"Er, what if he doesn't want to do it?" I piped up. "After all, it 
means wearing diapers and baby clothes and well, not to mention having 
nothing to do except have fun, have food made for him, eat sweets and 
play on the PS2. Damn, it sounds bloody great, doesn't it!"

Everyone burst out laughing, but something had happened, while they 
were laughing you could see that they were thinking about it. I 
couldn't believe it, my friends were actually thinking about what it 
would be like to be a baby again.

I couldn't help but interject "I used to love Christmas when I was a 
kid."

Jack looked at me and nodded, "Me, too. I kinda miss it."

Carl looked up. "Yeah, it was always exciting until I realised that 
father Christmas was just my dad in the middle of the night."

Ricky was a little more restrained, thinking about the whole idea "Are 
you guys seriously thinking about this?"

Chris looked over. "Why not? Who's it gonna harm? I mean, we're all 
really close already, so what's gonna go wrong?"

To my amazement, a consensus seemed to have been formed. Everyone, even 
Ricky, was warming to the idea. I couldn't help but push it further 
"So, how are we gonna decide who it should be? Who is gonna get the 
best Christmas of their lives?"

Everyone looked at each other. No one really knew what to say. Seeming 
too eager might have given out the wrong impression, but saying nothing 
was getting us nowhere. An idea came into my head. "How about we put 
all our names in the hat and pull one out at random; whoever gets 
pulled will be the Christmas baby!"

"Okay, sounds cool to me," Chris confirmed. Ricky nodded and Carl and 
jack smiled at each other.

"So, we're agreed then. We may as well do it now," I said.

With that, I stood up and walked to the computer desk. Taking a piece 
of paper, pencil and a pair of scissors, I started to write the names 
down: Jack, Chris, Carl, Ricky and myself, Justin. Carefully, I cut 
them up evenly and folded them over, my hands shaking with nerves and 
excitement. With the 6 folded slips lay in front of me I only had to 
find a hat. All I could find was a cup, though. I put the slips in the 
cup and walked them to the living room. Ever one looked at me with 
anticipation. I sat down on the rug and placed the cup in front of me.

"Before we do this we gotta promise that who ever is picked out 
guarantees to do it." Everyone looked at each other and nodded.

"Ok then," I continued "Ricky, do you want to pull the ticket?"

Ricky leaned forward, his arm reached out into the cup, swirling and 
mingling the slips around in his fingertips. Finally, he pulled one 
out, lifting it slowly towards himself. Everyone was watching him. He 
paused for effect, holding everyone for another moment or two. He 
slowly opened the slip.

"Who is it?" I begged, deep down praying it was gonna be me.

Ricky looked at me and grinned. My heart almost stopped. Then he 
started: "This years Christmas baby is going to be... (drum roll)..."

"Aww come on Ricky!" pleaded Jack.

"Okay," Ricky gave up. "Carl. You are this years Christmas baby!"

A smile washed over his face, "Cool!" he said, trying to act unaffected 
by the decision. "Looks like I get an easy Christmas then, doesn't it?"

"Yep, it sure does," Chris said, a relieved smiled crossing his face. 
"You know you have to do it. There's no going back," he continued.

"Yeah, that's no problem," Carl said, "I don't mind having to wear 
diapers and baby clothes if it means I don't have to do anything all 
Christmas and get to have some top presents and do what I want to do!" 
A smile stretched from ear to ear.

I looked over at Ricky, "It looks like we'll be needing to buy some 
nappies and baby things then."

"Sure does," Ricky responded.

Two days later, December 19th.

I was online searching through the web pages. It had been decided that 
I would be responsible for sorting out the babying of Carl. This was 
something I didn't mind doing at all. Being a DL/AB myself, I had quite 
a good idea of what I wanted to expect. I immediately went online and 
ordered 2 cases of Tena Maxi medium. I'd worn them a few times before 
and knew that Carl would look really cute in them and would love they 
way they feel. I also ordered 4 pairs of plastic pants and some 
onesies. Then I thought, why not push it all the way. We have a spare 
room that we don't know what to do with, so an idea popped into my 
head. I found another website that sold changing tables and giant 
cribs. I ordered one of each for speedy delivery before Christmas. They 
were to arrive on the 23rd of December. Now, I didn't know what to get 
next. I sat there for a moment and then I remembered about footed 
sleepers! I quickly typed in kozykomfy.com and ordered 6 footed 
sleepers, enough to allow them to be clean on each time with out 
washing them all the time. Then it was done. Christmas was ready to 
rock and roll. We has Christmas dinner planned, the Christmas presents 
all sorted and the Christmas baby planned.

4 days later, December 23rd.

Today the crib and changing table arrived. Ricky was out and had no 
idea that I had ordered it. He knew I was going to go all the way with 
this, partly because he knew that I was quite into the idea of babying 
Carl. Ricky had also admitted to me that it would be cute to see. The 
delivery men brought all the boxes in and left them in the room. After 
they had gone I got on with assembling the equipment. About 3 hours 
later Ricky came home, walking past the room he looked in, astonished 
to see what I had brought. I looked over at him smiling "what do you 
think?" I asked.

"Er, it's a bit big, isn't it?" he said, his voiced numbed in shock.

"I know, it's an adult one; specially made for people who want to be in 
cribs," I smiled as I kneeled on the mattress lifting the side up to 
check if the locking mechanism worked.

"You better not get yourself locked in there. We don't want too many 
people thinking you're the Christmas baby, do we!" Ricky said with a 
grin in his eyes. I couldn't help but smile. In fact I'd decided to be 
quite honest about it.

"I wouldn't really care," I responded. A big smile on my face. Ricky 
began to walk away. I shouted from behind the bars, "Do you think Carl 
will mind all this? I don't want to scare him."

"He's not got much choice now," Ricky said, "he's already promised to 
do it."

I lay back in the crib, a smile right across my face. This was how I 
wanted it to be. This crib just felt so natural.

1 day later, 24th December.

Well, this is it, Christmas Eve, the big day. Today is the beginning of 
our Christmas celebrations. For some of the luckier of us it's the 
beginning of the best Christmas they will ever have. It was 15:30 and 
the knock came on the front door. Jack and Chris had arrived. Gifts 
were lodged under each arm and each one had a backpack for the weeklong 
stay. They walked into the living room where the Christmas tree had now 
been put up in all its glory. The glow from the large open fireplace 
filled the room. That feeling of Christmas was as strong as ever. We 
chatted for a while and planned what we were going to do over the week 
and looked forward to all the fun we were going to have. It got to 
18:30 and then we realised that something was missing. Our Christmas 
baby hadn't arrived! I got on the phone and Carl answered. He'd got 
held up in traffic and would be there in ten minutes. I decided that 
this would be the perfect opportunity to show the other boys our new 
room. Taking them upstairs everyone gathered around the closed door. 
Anticipation filled the air.

"This boys, is to be Baby Carl's Nursery for the next week..." I opened 
the door and presented the room to everyone. Inside all the walls had 
been painted, the giant crib stood in the corner next to the large 
changing table and diaper stacks. A footed sleeper and pair of plastic 
pants were laid out on the crib and bottles and dummies lined the 
windowsill. "What do you think, guys?"

Everyone stood there silently for a moment.

"Wow," said Jack. "You've gone all out for this, haven't you?!"

"No expense spared," I replied.

"He's gonna love it!" Replied Ricky, a smirk flashed across his face.

Downstairs the door bell rang. It was Carl, it was time. For the first 
time in my life I was gonna get to put another man in nappies and best 
of all it was gonna be the cutest boy I know and to be honest, yes I 
fancy him, I was in heaven. I ran to the door & let him in. "Hi Carl," 
I hugged him, "are you ready to be Christmas baby?" I smiled.

Part 2

Summary: This is the continuation of "It's Christmas baby time Part 
One". But things start to take more of a twist as Christmas arrives...

Carl squeezed past me at the door. a big bag swung past me and crashed 
to the floor with all the weight inside. Carl looked around at everyone 
stood in the door way, questioning to himself why they were all there. 
He turned and looked at me.

"So, I'm still doing it then?" he said sarcastically. I looked at him 
for a moment, panic shot through my mind, for a moment I feared the 
worst, that Carl hadn't ever wanted to do it, maybe he thought it was a 
joke?

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"I didn't really think you wanted me to do it you know," he said with a 
frown. Now I was in a bad position. A new room had been built but no 
one wanted to go in it. Then the oddest thing happened. An 
inspirational moment hit me. For once I had decided to take charge.

"Well, everyone else thought you were going to do it!" I fired back to 
him, my displeasure showing through my voice.

"I think you should just do as you're told and come with me." For a 
moment Carl frowned, did he really think I wouldn't do it? After all, 
this hard work it was time to show the little scroat what I meant by 
"Christmas baby." I grabbed his arm and started to pull him towards the 
room. He resisted as he went and then he started to get a little bit 
annoyed. By this time Chris, Ricky and Jack had all backed up a bit. 
They had obviously seen that this was going to get a bit messy. But 
like Ricky had said yesterday, Carl had promised to do it.

Carl started to fight back, he wasn't at all happy about this. We 
started to scuffle. His smooth, young athletic body was more of a match 
for me than I had anticipated. For a 17 year old he was quite strong. 
Like me, though, he did spend some time at the gym during the week. 
Carl turned and grabbed my head, we were trapped in the hallway, 
pushing each other against each wall. Fighting like kids who haven't 
had the same Christmas presents. Carl continued to put his arm around 
my head, He had got me in a head lock! We pushed around in the hall way 
and went from wall to wall, moving down the hallway as we went. We 
needed more room for this though, there was only one room available and 
it was just where I needed to get Carl anyway. I pushed both of us 
through the doorway into the new nursery. Now there was plenty more 
space. I tried to twist with him behind me. His arm still holding me in 
a head lock. his firm body pushing tight against mine, I could feel 
everything on me pushing hard against me, and it was hard! 'My god!' I 
thought to myself, Carl is hard, His boner was propped up hard inside 
his pant and was pushing against my arse through the clothes. I was 
shocked, and now distracted. in this moment Carl threw me to the 
ground, by now my boner had started to get playful. We scuffled on the 
floor, he looked down on me and smiled. His cute face grinning a 
picture while we fought. Over at the door the boys looked on.

"Hey guys!" Carl shouted. "I think we've found ourselves another 
Christmas baby!"

He smirked at me as he said the words. His body was now pinning me to 
the floor. his knees resting on the my upper arms, his boner bulging 
through his pants just in front of me. He stared at me smiling, slowly 
leaning forward as if to tempt me. He knew he was hard, and he knew 
that I knew he was hard. Obviously he'd realised that I was hard as 
well. His young fit body held me there while the boys came in. From 
behind him I couldn't see much, but I could feel my pants being taken 
off. I was so embarrassed but at the same time totally horny! I had the 
cutest guy almost sit on my face, his hot cock just inches from my face 
enticing me. And behind him my mates were taking off my clothes. It 
seemed that perhaps this year I had got my Christmas wish. From behind 
carl I could feel that I was totally naked from the waist down. I saw 
Jack walk over to the stack of diapers I had assembled under the 
changing table. He grabbed one and started to unfold it I looked at 
him, a smile must have been forming on my face cause he smiled at me 
and winked. Carl told me to lift my legs up. I did so and then I felt 
the diaper slide in underneath me. Then I could feel powder sprinkling 
all over my crotch. My boner was throbbing with excitement, and Ricky 
decided to make a big point of it.

"Hey guys, it looks like baby likes his nappy!" Carl turned and looked, 
he swung back and grinned at me.

"Hey, I think I can deal with this from here." He gestured everyone to 
leave. This left me half naked with a nappy half on, and covered in 
baby powder! Carl closed the door and immediately turned to me, his 
hands on his fly unzipping his pants. I was Amazed, was Carl actually 
going to get naked with me! Carl ripped off his pants, revealing his 
smooth, athletic, fit legs. his tight jockeys bulged with the force 
behind them. Slowly he approached me. I had never felt so vulnerable 
before, yet I was totally horny! This was the hottest moment I had ever 
lived. In front of me Carl was pulling off his shirt. His body amazed 
me, it was so hot, it was no wonder he beat me to the ground. His tight 
abs rippled before me, still taught from the fight. His tan was 
gorgeous, his body was almost enough to make me cum! He kneeled down 
next to me; only his jockeys hiding his modesty.

Gently, he leaned forward and rubbed his crotch in my face, my body was 
going to blow anytime at this rate. Naturally I lifted my head, 
smelling his hard dick through the jockeys. The smell was awesome, 
young and fresh and clean and sweet. I was in heaven. He continued to 
smile at me, "like that, do you?" he said with a chuckle. I just 
carried on, his hard cock making me so hungry, I just wanted it now.

I started pulling at the top of his jockey shorts, pulling them down 
but still sucking at the hard cock through them. The taste of pre-cum 
had started to come through the material. Someone was liking this just 
as much as I was. He started to help me, pulling his jockeys down. They 
strained over his hard cock and pulled on it as he pulled them down, 
then his tool popped out before my very eyes. It was perfect in every 
way, I couldn't wait any longer. I put my mouth around it and started 
sucking, back and forth, in and out. I ran my thirsty tongue all over 
it, pleasuring him with sensuous touches, flicking the end with my 
tongue. Soon he was begging to reach breaking point. but then he 
stopped and moved away from me for a moment, quickly returning with a 
damp cloth and then strafing me. His legs on either side of my head, 
his cock pushed into my face.

I continued to suck. then I felt him wiping my crotch. the damp cloth 
smoothly ran over my skin. Then he did it, his hot mouth enveloped my 
throbbing cock. I was in heaven. He was giving me the best head I had 
ever had. I was sucking on him and with him returning the favour I was 
getting totally out of control. I could feel my cock start to throb 
harder and harder, I knew I was about to cum, I could feel it inside of 
me waiting to shoot. He could feel it, too, his cock was on standby to 
go and now it was a two-horse race. We sucked hard and the feeling was 
amazing.

Then, he stopped, his whole body froze and then his crotch thrust his 
cock deep into my throat. His load gushing out. I swallowed and 
swallowed, this kid had lots to offer! I lapped up the hot sauce and 
then went about cleaning up any missed bits as he rolled off me. He 
grinned at me and then started rubbing my cock. I looked at him 
longingly. Since he had cum he had stopped servicing me. A sly look 
graced his cheeks. Quickly he got up and push me back to the ground. 
Then he got the baby powder and started putting the nappy back on me! 
He was almost like a pro, within a minute had was pulling the diaper up 
over my hard cock. Desperately I stared at him, pleading with him to 
finish off what he had started. he just carried on with what he was 
doing.

The diaper felt so hot over my cock, though. He taped both sides up and 
gently rubbed the front of it, then he rubbed it more and more. my cock 
was throbbing again. I couldn't believe it. He was going to get me off 
inside the nappy. How did he know about this? had he done it before? I 
didn't really care. it felt great. While he rubbed he reached with the 
other hand and grabbed one of the giant dummy's that had been meant for 
him and put it in my mouth. I sucked hard while he continued to rub me, 
my boner throbbed harder and harder, his hand worked faster and faster. 
the sound of the plastic reverberated through my ears. the feeling of 
the soft warmth filled me with joy. his body naked in front of me 
turned me on even more. Suddenly I stiffened. my body shot its massive 
load into the diaper. I was in awe.

Carl stopped rubbing and sat back naked. He looked at me, "I need some 
clothes" he said. "They're only over there" I replied. He smiled at me 
and said "No, you don't get what I'm saying, I want you to diaper me 
for Christmas too" I couldn't believe it. He'd been through all that 
fight and then said he wants a diaper anyway.

"I thought you didn't want to do it?" I questioned. "I didn't say 
that," he replied "I said I didn't think you really wanted me to do it. 
But I've been an AB/DL for 6 years now. So I figured that if I'm going 
to do it here I may as well try and get the other resident AB/DL to do 
it as well!" I couldn't believe it, Had I been that obvious! Did 
everyone know I was an AB/DL? And to think, he'd been through all that 
to get me in diapers! He started to pull a footed sleeper onto me as I 
lay there totally amazed and exhausted and comfortable. "I take it I 
can sleep in the crib tonight as well?" he asked with a smile as I lay 
there. What could I say? I nodded and smiled. And to think that this 
was just Christmas eve!

To be continued!