A 13th Century Tale from the Middle Ages.
The story is about a man named Delbert, a woodsman by trade who lived on the edge of the forest in a humble cottage. At the age of 35 he still was not married and had no intentions of ever doing so valuing his independence and freedom.
Delbert was a man's man, a loner who was happy cutting wood in the forest which he then sold in the nearby village to the locals. Wood being the fuel of the day meant his skills were always in demand.
His one room cottage was somewhat sparse yet comfortable; at the back of his dwelling flowed a little stream supplying him with a non-ending supply of fresh spring water.
He was proud of the stone fireplace he built with his own bare hands; handpicked every stone himself; it kept the cottage good and warm, was used to prepare hot meals, usually stews and soups. He bought homemade bread in the village from the local baker.
Delbert stood a good 5'8", in the middle ages this was considered tall, the average being 4' 2 or 8 inches tall. He was robust, wore tights and a cod piece with a hemp shirt and leather fitted vest. His cod piece showed off an impressive man mound, there was no denying that, it was a very sizeable cod piece easy to undo to let his man equipment out to urinate. It had quite a manly odor to it smelling strongly of urine, his uncircumcised man member chockful of smegma. He did not wash his penis often nor change tights and cod pieces. He only had two pairs of tights after all.
On day he came across an older blind man lost, wandering off the beaten path; the poor soul had strayed a little too far from the village unaccompanied. Delbert quickly surmised the man needed help, he was obviously lost. "Good day Sir, might I be of assistance enquired Delbert?"
"Oh you certainly can young man, I strayed off the beaten path, I must surely be lost. I am very tired and hungry."
"My cottage is not far from here I would be most pleased to share a bowl of soup with you and some hearty bread I just purchased from the village baker."
"Thank you kind Sir, I would be most grateful to you for this caring gesture."
Delbert offered his arm to the blind man and off they slowly ambled to the woodcutter's cottage. Delbert usually cooked his food in a big copper cauldron that was held up by a metal tripod, there was always a fire burning in the stone hearth; hot stew or soup always ready for the eating.
Delbert sat the old man at the wooden table on a bench and he sat on the other side of the table. Before sitting down he filled two wooden bowls with some delicious smelling hot soup; tore up pieces of bread for his guest and himself. He also served up two tin tankers full of mead the beer of the day.
Delbert was fascinated to watch the old man dip his bread in the soup and then suck on it with great relish he then lifted his bowl and drank his soup with great appetite.
Delbert realized the man was toothless.
"That soup is mighty good my kind Sir."
"May I fill your bowl again?"
"I will not say no to that Sir."
And so Delbert got up filled the blind man's bowl full to the brim again and gave him more bread to dunk in the wholesome soup.
While they ate the man confided to his host that he had been wandering around, lost and homeless. The reason being his son and his wife threw him out of their dwelling because they thought him a useless nuisance him being old and blind and all.
Delbert listened upset by what he was hearing and angry that the man's son could do this to his father who was blind and obviously unable fend for himself.
When the man finished confiding in Delbert he let the old man know he could stay with him in his humble cottage. He had built a sort of bunk bed to maximize space from small logs he fashioned from wood he found in the forest. He loved building things.
The old man could sleep on the bottom and he on the top. The space between the top and bottom was very tight indeed, no more than two feet between them. He let the man know about this guiding him to the bunk bed and warning him to be careful not to hit his head and apologized for not having a better sleeping arrangement for him.
The old man thanked him over and over again and let him know he considered this lavish comfort after sleeping outdoors on the ground for many nights.
Delbert had a habit of lying on his stomach to sleep. The fact was his man equipment was so huge he found it uncomfortable having his big penis crushed against the wood planks so he cut a hole in the planks he slept on so his extremely sizeable man equipment could hang comfortably through the hole. There was no mattress on these planks. He did have a pillow for each bed, which he considered to be luxury; two flour sacks filled with chicken feathers. A tallow candle lit the cottage.
Delbert introduced himself.
The old man said, "please to meet you Delbert my name is Ulmer."
"Please to meet you Ulmer, you are welcome to stay with me for as long as you need."
"Thank you my dear man, thank you for giving me shelter and food, I am deeply indebted to you my kind Sir, thank you."
Ulmer's sense of hearing and smell was quite developed, he could tell a lot about a person from their smell and the sound they made when eating or walking. He felt quite comfortable with his host and sensed he was a very good man and that he would be taken care of well. He liked Delbert's manly smell, liked his very deep male voice.
Ulmer let his host know he had to urinate and asked for his help.
Delbert took Ulmer's hand and lead him outdoors a few steps from the main entrance to the cottage. He too had to urinate.
Ulmer unfastened his cod piece and let out his penis and proceeded to urinate.
Delbert let out his penis and urinated.
Ulmer was aware of Delbert's man odors they were strong and manly. He was impressed with the sound Delbert's urine made when he urinated, it was thunderous and very forceful which told him the man's manhood was something to be reckoned with, something of unusual size and strength.
When they were done Delbert guided Ulmer back into the cottage and made a good brew of nettle tea before bedding down for the night. .
