    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!