Daily Free-Write December 27, 2020

Continuation of December 26, 2020 "Rex & Dex Pt. 2" 

As Rex and Dexter made their way into Club S, past the black curtain, they passed some leather-clad santas leaning against the wall and holding onto their deers' leashes. The Santas nodded to Rex, who nodded back. Then he looked over to Dexter. They were both a little freaked out - all of this was new to them, and they didn't know the norms yet, but it seemed like Dexter wasn't the only deer in diapers. 

"I think you'd better take this," said Dexter, untucking his reins from the his harness and holding them up to his Daddy. "I'd feel safer if you held them." 

"Okay, little one." said Rex, taking them from Dexter's hands. "Proud of you for doing that." 

Dexter just nodded and his nose glowed a little brighter. This drew the attention of the other santas and deer. One of them lowered their shades to look at the two of them more closely. 

"I'm guessing this isn't exactly normal," murmured Dexter, indicating his nose.

"No, doesn't look like it," said Rex, ushering his mount past the entry area and into a larger room. Dexter's nose didn't stand out quite so much in this space, which was adorned with christmas lights from floor to ceiling and all over the two story christmas tree by the bar. The place was massive and absolutely teeming with other occupants. Santas from all over the world were represented here, but the outfits that they and the deer wore were unmistakable. 

"Oh my god... look at that..." 

There was a deer laid out on top of the bar getting a diaper change for all to see. He must have been embarassed because he was hiding his face in his hands, though he had a rock hard erection jutting out. His Santa quickly took care of that with a handful of ice from the bar before taping up the diaper.

"Hey, I know that trick..." said Rex, elbowing Dexter in the ribs.

Dexter's nose lit up dimly at this comment, but his attention was drawn away by another deer whose reins were tied to the brass railing getting a spanking. Then a couple of elves mounted the deer from both ends. Beyond that there were two Santas making out, while their companions ate them out from behind, and there was a pair of twin santas giving out free floggings at the double St. Andrew's cross in the area beyond. The line of deer and Santas waiting to get snaked all the way to around that room and into this one. Everywhere they looked they saw merriment, good cheer, and a lot of kinky Santas and reindeer. 

"Where the hell are we?" said Rex. 

"What's that?!" yelled Dexter, putting up his hand to his ear. "I can't hear you over the music!" 

"Is this all they play?"

"Hey," said a nearby elf who overheard them. "You don't like CDM?" 

"What's that?" 

"Christmas Dance Music! Wait... you're newbies aren't you?" 

"What?!" asked Dexter and Rex in unison. 

The elf sighed and sat down his peppermint schnapps.

"Come with me." 

He signalled to his friends to watch his drink, and he waved at the two confused Christmas helpers to follow him. 

He led them past the gumdrop gogo dancers, around the peppermint schnapps fountain, past the butterscotch blackout room, the licorice labryinth and glory ho-ho-holes, and to a large XXXmas theater which Dexter and Rex saw was filled with other Santas and Reindeer looking all around, seemingly as confused as they were.

"What is this place?" Rex asked the elf, now that they were away from the ear deafening dance music. 

"Club S. where else?" He held up his hands when he saw them return blank looks, "I know, I know, you've never heard of it. Just have a seat. The orientation will begin shortly. Now I gotta get back to my Schnapps before one of my friends Schnapps it up! Haha, I sleigh myself." The elf walked away, leaving Rex and Dexter to themselves. They shrugged and found a seat, sitting next to two large Santas from Barbados.

"What's going on?" asked Dexter, pushing up his glasses on his nose. 

"We're as clueless as you," said one of the reindeer. "The four of us were at my place on Christmas, and we found these special gifts from Santa. Next thing you know, we're at the north pole." 

"Oh really, how did you get here?" asked Rex, with a grin. 

The deer put his hands up to his cheeks and scrunched his face up. "Well, er.. uh... that is..."

"We mounted them, of course!" said one of the Santas. "Seems like this harness lets us do more than transform, doesn't it, little one?" 

He took his fingers and slid them into the opening at the bashful deer's crotch strap. The deer moaned, and started bucking his hips. "Unff... I c-can't get hard in this, Daddy." 

"That's okay, little one, you don't need to." The man pulled his hands free and then bent the deer over to reveal that his diaper was completely intact. 

"Magic diaper portal." he said, with a grin. 

"What's next," asked Dexter. "Hey, don't even think about it..." he said, when he saw Rex's pointed grin. Rex just grabbed him and pulled him close. 

"Come on, little guy, don't you want to sit on Santa's lap?"

It appeared that Dexter didn't have a choice. His Daddy had him in his lap and gave him the same treatement. 

The lights dimmed and the stage lit up, and Dexter's nose shone out in the theater as his Daddy teased his prostate there in the middle of the theater. 

"D-daddy... please... people are looking..." whimpered Dexter.

"Shh, you let Daddy worry about that. You just be a good little boy for Daddy and do as I say. Now relax." 

A large man in a skimpy red Santa outfit and a black leather harness walked in, jingling 

"Welcome new Santas and new Reindeer. I'm Santa Clause, but you can call me Kris. You have all joined the ranks of many before you to help make the magic of Christmas happen every year. You may have noticed that you all meet certain special criteria in order to be here. Can anyone tell me what those criteria are?" 

"Yes, you there in the front."

"We're all gay couples?" 

"Close, couples and polycules. You all recall that I have nine reindeer, yes? Well, when they're not flying my sleigh around the world, they're at home with me. And believe me taking care of 9 rambunctious littles is no small task. Which brings me to the second criterion. You might have already guessed that all the reindeer are littles. That's right, that's why almost every deer here is in diapers or pullups, except for the few who are big enough to be potty trained of course." 

"But why, Santa?" asked one starry eyed deer.

"That's a great question, little Wesley. It's simply because we have strict child labor laws here in the north pole, and Littles are old enough to be helpers, yet young enough at heart to still believe in my Christmas Magic. I personally pick each and every team that comes here and deliver them their gift. Yes, I visited each and every one of you yesterday. It will be up to you to build your teams as you train for next year's Christmas. The most successful teams will get to stay on another year. The rest... well, I'm afraid you'll have no memory of any of this. Have to keep our christmas secrets after all." 

"I don't get it," said the Santa sitting next to Rex and Dexter. "How come no one has ever seen gay santas and their diapered reindeer criss crossing the skies?" 

"Great question," said Santa. "Christmas magic. Here at the North Pole we have a saying. When in doubt, it's Christmas Magic. Say, it looks like we have a special guest here today. It's rudolph! Everybody give him a hand!" 

A diapered deer walked onto the stage, nose glowing bright. H waved shyly at all of the assembled Christmas helpers. 

"He's going to help me show you how this whole delivery system works. But he could use some help. I think I saw another very special reindeer in the audience... yes, there he is! I'd recognize a nose like that anywhere!" 

"Ahem." said an usher elf. "Can you two come with me? Oh, I didn't say you had to stop fingering your deer, sir." 

"You mean we're not in trouble?" squeaked Dexter.

"No, little deer, not one bit. You've got a special gift. We're taking you to the front for a little demonstration."

"D-d-demonstration?" 

"Sounds like fun," said Rex, as he tugged on Dexter's reins and led him down to the reserved section. They were ushered in past a velvet rope and onto the stage.

"Please give Dexter and his Santa, Rex a hand. Look at that nose glow!" 

The crowd gave them a hand, even as Rex was still giving Dexter a finger. 

"Uh oh, Rudolph, looks like you're being upstaged! We can't have that, can we? Let's show them how it's done!" 

He proceeded to unbuckle the crotch strap and pull down the front of Rudolph's diaper to reveal his little deer bits locked in a small pink cage.

Rudolph's nose flashed red so bright the audience had to shield their eyes." 

"Whoah, there Rudolph," cried Santa. "We'd better put that away before you blind someone with that nose of yours!" He pulled the diaper back up and Rudolphs nose returned to it's bright and steady glow. His legs were buckled and he held his hands over the front of his diaper. Dexter sympathized with him as he squirmed on two of Daddy's fingers.

Santa continued his speech. "Reindeer powers are controlled by three forms of energy - little energy, horny energy, and embarassment energy. Little energy is what allows you to see things like me, my reindeer, club s, and even the cothes you're wearing. Little energy is the energy of belief. And sexual energy, why that's the power source. You were all able to travel here by 'mounting' your reindeer. The orgasm is of course the most powerful fuel of all, but usually reindeer need some recharge time after. So unless you have a stable like old Kris Kringle, you'd better hold off on letting your little ones nut if you have any travel plans. Why don't we do a little demonstration right here? Rudolph, bend over. Dexter, you do the same. Alright, Rex. Let's let em have it!" 

The two santas began to pump their fingers in and out of their little deer faster and faster adding more fingers as they build up momentum. 

"Another finger, Rex. That's the way. Now make an angry duck with your hand! Don't worry, it'll fit! Almost there! Good job, boy!"

The two of them got their fists into their deer and were pumping away, meanwhile a loud hum could be heard building in the room. 

"Almost there... don't slow down now... and... pop goes the weasel!" 

Rudolph and Dexter were gritting their teeth at the onslaught. They let out loud gasps as they felt their Santas push them over the edge, and then with a loud moan, they came spurting hard into their diapers. The whole room filled with fireworks as many of the deer in the audience also spunked their diapers. 

"Ho ho ho! What a fantastic display of Christmas cheer! You all did this! With your orgasms combined, you've just supplied enough energy to power club S for the whole month. Now while all you horny reindeer catch your breath, I'll explain the third special power of reindeer. A select few of you are what we call 'shiners'. Only those littles who are oriented around embarassment and humiliation become shiners. The more that is the case, the shinier their noses! And because shiny noses are so useful, we take extra care to make sure they are plenty embarassed wherever they go. Isn't that right Rudolph?" Santa Asked. Rudolph just squeezed his eyes shut and nodded as he kept his hands over the front of his harness, still self-conscious that everyone ther had just seen him cum while being publicly fisted. 

"Hands behind your back, boy," said Santa, and the deer obeyed, his nose going three shades brighter. 

"Now I don't want to spoil all the fun by telling you everything myself. Tonight's event is called mingle with the Kringle. I want you to get up, meet people, and learn what you can about your powers. Talk to the old timers. Play with each other. And of course feel free to join me in the blackout room in 30 minutes for a special game of hide the candy cane. First player to bury their cane in a shiner will get a very special reward!" 

With that they were all dimissed to mingle and meet. 

Santa and Rudolph turned to Dexter and Rex with big smiles. 

"That was great!" said Santa. "Having two shiners up here really livens things up. I could see the audience getting a rise out the performance. That got us a lot of juice."

"Do you mean power for the club or the juice in their diapers?" asked Rex. 

"Dad jokes! You really are a santa." said Rudolph, shaking his head. 

"Thank you," said Dexter. "I'm glad someone said it!" 

After a hearty round of laughter from everyone, Santa spoke up once more.

"Thanks for being here. I'm really excited about you two and the cheer you'll bring to our big family. And Dexter with your nose so brigt, won't you join us in the blackout room tonight?" 

"O-okay, Santa. I guess if it's for Christmas."

"That's the spirit, boy!" said Santa, slapping Dexer on the shoulder. 

He and rudolph departed, and as they did Rudolph slipped Rex their number. 

"A couple of really nice guys," said Rex, putting his arm around the smaller Deer. 

"Yeah," said Dexter, still rubbing his shoulder. His nose still held a steady glow, just from the memory of what happened, and the knowledge that all of the people around had seen it. 

"Uh, Rex, I think I need a little break. Can we find somewhere quiet to calm down?" 

"Sure thing, little man. Let's take a breather. Nope, no walking on those wobbly bambi legs. You just took your first fist and emptied your eggnog. I'll carry you for a while." 

Dexter rested his head on his Daddy's chest as he was carried out of the theater.