Date: Sat, 18 Apr 2015 15:56:09 +0200
From: dickydoo2@gmx.com
Subject: Medievil Meddlin'

                                   MEDIEVAL MEDDLIN'

    Meetin' Merek                Skinny Soapin'          Partyin' `n Presents

       They had always had bonfires for my birthday, but this year they
were going to have fireworks for the first time!  Yes! It was my 13th , and
it was also Merek's too! I was really thrilled because I had heard about
them, and they were supposed to be fantastic!  So they were going to be a
really great birthday present for us. When they exploded, I had to quickly
wipe my eyes so nobody could see my tears form being so happy. But those
bursts happened so fast that it startled Merek who quickly covered his
ears, then hugged me till I explained they were supposed to be loud.

       Well actually it was Guy Fawkes Night, but I made it my birthday so
I could pretend that the usual bonfires and now, the fireworks, were really
for me originally!  And now, were also for Merek too, my very, very best
friend.

       This may sound a little confusing, so I better stop and back up to
explain. You see I never knew my parents because the Nuns at the foundling
home said I was left on the doorstop as a `special present'. Sure, it made
me feel good, that is till I learned that I was actually abandoned.

       And so since I only knew what year I was born, but not the day, I
had the sad, or should I say maybe happy option of picking a date, so I
chose November 5th! So I was even gladder to have this special sparkling
display this year because I had never got any birthday presents or treats
like some of the boys did. When they asked what I got, I was embarrassed,
so told them it was `on the way' and of course they would forget it in a
couple days.

       Now, Merek. I was 11 or so at the time I first saw him. It was so
sad at the time too, I was coming back to the home and he had been left
sitting on the foundling stoop like me, so I knew how he felt. He was
crying as he looked around with his hands stretched out in front of him,
moving them back and forth, his fingers opening and closing like he was
grasping in the air for something.

       There were streaks down his dirty cheeks where the tears had run
down, and when I said, "Hi", he stopped crying and just sobbed softly as he
looked my way, but seemed to be confused, not stopping on my face, but back
and forth as if trying to find me. So I added, "Hi, I'm Aelfraed" and he
stopped moving back and forth, and stared at my face, but more down at my
mouth and not my eyes. And that's when I noticed they seemed
foggy. Shoot. He's couldn't see, he was blind.

       He sniffled as he cocked his head to the side and held his hands
apart. I sat down beside him and when his hand touched my shoulder, he
burst out crying again and hugged me so hard, his little body racked in
sobs. I hugged him back, then stroked his hair that was a little natty and
dirty, knowing what I liked for comfort from the few times I did get it.

       His sobs finally subsided and he looked up in my direction, gulping
a bit as he wiped his eyes and nose then wiped them on his dirty shirt,
"There, there, it's okay , let it out, and what's you name my new friend?"

       He paused for a moment, staring past me, "You... you're my friend?"

       "Well I need one, so if you will be my friend, then I'll be yours!"

       He smiled, his teary and vacant eyes staring over me, "You...you
will be? I've never had one. Oh yeah, then I'll be yours if you need one
too!" he happily offered now.

       My tears welled up as we silently hugged, finding more comfort in
each other.  Then he broke away and boy, was his teary grin broad, "And I'm
Merek, Aelfraed, my new friend!"

       So that's how we met and I think he was surprised when I took his
hand and didn't mention his blindness when I led him in to meet the nuns.

       Oh, I'll fill you in on my other early adventures with Merek after a
bit, but I'd like to finish my birthday bash first, okay? It was so
exciting. Also, although he was quite small and looked younger, they
figured Merek was about my age back then. He didn't have a birth date, so I
told him he could have his on my day, and boy, did he get excited!  At his
first Guy Fawkes Night I had to describe those big bonfires which he could
feel the heat from, but it was difficult as he didn't know what flames
looked like, or what colors were. But he really loved the music that the
minstrels were playing, his head bobbing around in time and his arms waving
in the air. We both cried because it was his first birthday party ever and
our first together too. We both were a couple crybabies...

       The second year was the same, the Guy Fawkes party being our only
present.  But this year was gonna be quite different. On the roadside, I
had found a red rubber ball that must have fallen off a carriage, and
although it had some cuts and scrapes, it bounced okay.  Luckily a little
further along was some blue crumpled up paper.  What luck! I took it back
to my little area behind the stables that we had set up to live in, wrapped
the ball with some of the paper and buried it under a bag.

       And luck was with me again just two days later. I found a bear doll
that was missing one of his button eyes, and one leg was almost torn off
and his funny little cap was held on by just a thread. The scullery maid
Faylinn sewed it up when I told her who it was for. I knew he could feel
the doll and of course he couldn't see it, so it didn't have to be perfect
and when he heard me wrapping it with the rest of the paper, I casually
said I was wiping up a spill. I tucked it in with my stash. It may seem
silly, but I knew how much it would mean to him. And well... I was kinda
getting into it, I liked presents even if they were pretend ones from me
too.

       When I got up in the morn, I was quite excited as I started cleaning
the stalls, feeding and walking the horses, quite happy I had been taken in
and could earn some keep. Merek was sitting near me chatting away as
usual. He had never stopped talking since I met him, and I chuckled,
realizing he never had a friend to talk to, so was making up for it. We had
been inseparable since then too. He loved me. And well, I loved him.

       The day went by quickly, and when I was finished, I took our other
pairs of special dress-up clothes that I had washed for today, and we went
down to the creek to bathe ourselves. I smiled to myself, we got into our
birthday suits to bathe, then got out and put on our birthday suits on for
our birthday. Silly again, eh?

       I remember the first time we came down to bathe because he was so
dirty. And since he was blind, he'd never seen anyone naked before, and so
also didn't know enough to be shy. Not the least bit. Of course, in the
foundling home I had seen a lot of naked boys and learned a lot about
functions and sex when I slept in the same room as them. When I younger I
was curious and actually quite intrigued with their `rogers' as they called
their pee pees and when they were hard, they said, they `got the
horn'. Back then I wished I had a friend I could do some of those things
they were doing because mine sure felt good when I got the horn.

       When I told him to take his clothes off because we were going in the
river, he got excited and quickly stripped his clothes off, "Really? Oh
boy! I've never been in the river before, but I've heard it gurgling. Are
you going to take my hand?"

       As I stripped I took a close note of his roger. We may have been
about the same age, but what he didn't have in height, he sure made up for
in his roger. He was very careful as I took his hand to lead him in. His
head swung back and forth, listening carefully to the splashing water, and
was very nervous, his hand grasping mine harder as we proceeded. He had his
other arm in front of him, the palm of his open hand facing out, and
swinging back and forth protectively.

       When we were in above our knees, I said, "You okay now?" and he
squeezed harder as he replied, "Yeah, but don't leave me, K?"

       I squeezed back, "Never buddy. Now let's squat down." and we did
till the water was up to our chests, and he was hanging on for dear
life. After a few moments for him to adjust, I slapped the water, "Now,
slap your hand on the water." He hesitated another moment, still cautious,
then he did.

       So I did it a couple rapid times as I laughed and he did one, then a
couple, then started slapping fast, his other hand relaxing more in mine as
he gleefully laughed away too. His first time in water.

       "Okay my buddy, I'm gonna splash you. Close your eyes, the water may
feel weird in them" I warned him because if it is sudden, it might scare
him.

       He pinched his eyes tight as he squeezed my hand tighter again and I
laughed so he would know it was for fun. His head jerked, naturally, not
knowing what to expect, then he relaxed as I did some more.

       "Now splash me back" and he giggled and after a couple misses, he
got me, so I said, "Got me! You're getting good" he laughed and we had a
real water fight holding hands and it made me feel so good to see him so
happy.

       "Okay Merky, you don't mind me calling you that?" and his eyes
perked up and nodded rapidly as he grinned, "No not at all, Aelfry!" So I
continued, "I wanna try underwater" and he gripped harder again. "So I'm
squatting so just my head is above water. Now put your other hand on my
head. Good. Now I'm gonna take a deep breath, so you keep it on as I go
under then come back up"

       I could feel both hands tighten, as I waited underwater for a
moment, then surfaced. "Wow, that was fun!" Now feel my face when I take a
deep breath" and I made an audible inhale, puffed my cheeks out and
puckered my lips as he ran his tender fingers over them so he knew how to
inhale, then I exhaled. "Good, now, put your hand on my head as I go under
for the count of three, K?"

       So I went under for three, then popped back up, blowing bubbles,
then inhaled audibly. "Wow that was fun! You ready to try it Merky?"

       He gave a weak nod, so I had him do a couple test breath-holds, till
he gained some confidence. He squatted to neck deep, then held his breath
so I placed my hand on his thick long curls as he lowered himself slowly
down underwater.

       At the count of exactly three, he popped up and took a deep breath
then broke out laughing, wiping his face, his blind eyes blinking as they
stared past me.

       "Oh Aelfry! That was so fun! Can I do it again?" expressing his
total excitement.

       When I told him he could, I knew I was in for more than one `again'
and after two I told him I'd join in, so we continued, holding hands. Then
I made it a contest to see who could do it the longest, and at first I let
him win, but after several he was doing it on his own. Then I soaped his
hair and when he dunked I ruffled his locks to get the soap out. And boy,
the tight dirty curls became long shiny locks.

       It was time to wash now, and I was looking forward to it after
seeing his roger flopping around. I started soaping his lean hard body and
when got to his roger, it started to grow, "It's getting hard as you wash
it. Does yours... is it... can I...?"

       His is the first I had ever felt, soft and now hard, "Yes it is, and
yes you can."

       He giggled as he moved his hand over and hit the back of it on my
chest, then slid it down till touched my now hard roger. His fingers moved
all over it, forming an image in his mind, then grasped it between his
thumb and forefinger like the way I was holding his.

       He gulped, and licked his dry lips, "This is...the first
time... I've felt someone else's. I like it. It's just like mine"

       "My first too" I replied, thinking – not -- it's bigger. And when
I stroked it, he said, "Oh I like that too. But it feels better when you do
it!"

       My mind flashed back to the first time I'd seen someone do it
too. At the foundling I watched the older boy in the bed beside mine pull
his sheet down and he was at the horn, and he stroked it the way that feels
good on mine, but I was shocked when he kinda bounced around, then rose his
head off the bed as I saw stuff shoot out his horn! So after that I did it
a lot, getting the shivers, bouncing and feeling good, but no stuff.

       We became very quiet as we explored each other's virgin and naked
bodies, helping each other to increase these new feelings and share them
with each other. They were building up in me and I could hear his breathing
increase too. He gasped softly as his lean body starting to tremble and we
both suddenly had the shudders and jerked in each other's hand when the
rushes surge through us. They were more intense than those rushes I had
doing myself, but there was no sign of any stuff in my fingers or his.
Shoot, but it was great.

       "Wow! That was brilliant!" he exclaimed, confirming my experience as
he faced up, moving his head back and forth, "I've never felt that
before. I guess I quit too soon.  Thanks Aelfry! My best friend!" then he
found my head, "Is anyone watching?" and when I told him no, he kissed me
on the lips this time! I quickly grasped his head and extended the kiss.

       We laughed and had a lot of fun, washing each other's naked bodies,
more than once all over I must say, becoming quite familiar with
them. Especially when he washed my bollocks hanging down, commenting that
he had little balls in his too, which I confirmed with a feel. So I
imagined Merky's image of me is very accurate now, having `looked' me all
over with his sensitive fingertips. Our friendship was becoming very deep
on this, our journey of growing up, as we shared all our thoughts and
feelings.

       Okay, and so, that was it for our first journey into bathing and
exploring. This time now though, our bathing was purely functional, and for
our 13th birthdays too. We climbed out in our birthday suits, and began
dressing into our special ones that I had found and made fit.

       He was lucky I had found him a pair of shorts that were almost the
right size, a shirt which had the arms cut short and a pair of shoes that
he loved after we stuffed them with paper to make them fit. They didn't
actually match, but he loved his `new' shoes.

       Like my stuff, I had washed his well, so they may not be the best
but they were clean and he was just so proud as he strutted around smiling,
his hands protectively moving out in front.

       And I was really proud too because I felt I looked real good and we
were only going to wear them for special occasions. Yeah right. Like as if
we had many. Although the green pants were a little big on me, they had no
holes in them, a good rope around the waist and although the legs were too
long, I rolled them up neatly to just below my knees. The shirt though was
a prize, it still had ruffles on one sleeve and was only missing two
buttons.

       The shoes too were the bestest prize I found, but it took a lot to
make them work because of my club foot. Oh, yes, that's another problem I
forgot to mention and had to deal with. I couldn't stand flat on the bottom
of my right foot because it was formed so it couldn't bend out forward at
the ankle, but was frozen and pointed straight down like I was standing on
my toes. Those toes worked okay but the foot was twisted slightly inward
too, so when I walked it kinda dragged and I was teased as a `Gimp' which
hurt a lot.

       But anyways, I did stumble upon a really nice pair with holes in the
soles, which didn't matter with the right one, naturally. But for the left
one, I found a piece of leather and cut it to fit inside and it worked
swell. The right one was also a little more difficult.  And when I cut
right through across the bottom below where the toes were, it was split so
the heel part would stay bent up like my foot and I could walk on my toes
in that one now.

       After we got dressed we went back and dug out the large hunk of
fresh bread, wheat bread too, that I was given for scouring the floors for
Faylinn. It was a real treat after the gruel we got in the stables all the
time. When I proudly informed her that it was our birthdays, she smiled and
put a dollop of honey on it, gave us each two figs, then giggled as she
looked around. "Here my little mites, share yee this, but dunnae tell one
that I gave yee this, but brings the tankard back" and it was a small draft
of beer! Then she kissed us on the cheek! I must have turned as red as
soldier's coat. And poor little Merek was startled because it was a girl
and he turned a darker red.

       Faylinn saw it, "Ah Merek laddie, yee jes be me cutest lee'l
boyfriend now. An yee be dressin' so fancy too. Can I be kissin' you one
more time?" Boy did he change from shy to glee so fast as he grinned from
ear to ear and in her direction, so she took his head in her hands and
kissed him on the forehead this time.

           As we headed back our private little hovel, he seemed so proud
as he his hand moved ahead of him, "Boy, am I the luckiest boy in the
world! I got a boyfriend and a girlfriend, and she likes my swell suit you
got me. You're the best!" and he held his hands out till he found my head,
"Anyone looking? And when I said no, he pulled me against him and kissed me
on the mouth again! I loved it, and we did it for a lot longer now, as I
kept looking around out the corner of my eye to see we were alone.

       When we got back I pretended to find the present and acted
surprised, "Oh my goodness, what is this? Someone left something. Lemme
see."  So I rustled the paper, "Hmm it says `Happy 13th Birthday Merek" and
I put it in his hands.  He frowned, his eyes blinking rapidly and staring
blankly ahead as he felt the present all over, just like sighted kids do
sometimes, trying to guess.

       I thought I would tease him a bit, "Can you guess what it is?

       He frowned more as he used his fingers for his eyes, "Oh, I think I
know! It's a doll I bet." and grinned.

       "Oh shoot you are good. Well open it, let's find out if you were
right"

       He quickly ripped the paper off and ran his fingers all over it,
confirming his guess with a nod, "It's a doggy or a bear!"

       "Oh Merek my friend you are so good. It's Averey which means noble
bear. You have a pet bear!"

       He pushed it against his chest with both hands, hugging it as he
racked back and forth, and sniffled, "My very first present. My very own
bear, Averey! My own pet.  Does he look mean?"

       "He looks meaner than the devil. Keep him away from me!"

       He pushed him onto me, and growled, "Grrr... ruff... grr..." then
smiled, "Can I kiss you now?" He set Averey down on his lap and held his
hands out to me, staring blankly. I looked around, "Yes you sure can, I'd
love you to. Good that you always ask because it's our little secret and we
don't want anyone to see, K?"

       He nodded and when I leaned in, he held my head and kissed my
forehead, then my lips, making me warm all over. He's so mushy.

       When he sat back, I rustled the paper on mine, and he cocked a
sensitive ear to me, "Is that another present?"

       "Yeah it says `To Merek's bestest friend, Aelfraed!"

       "Wow! You too! Lemme feel it" and I dropped it on his lap
expectantly so he quickly held it down on his lap and felt it, "I know!
It's an... an apple!"

       "Jeepers, you may be right. You wanna open it for me?"

       "No, no, I would really like to, but it's yours so you gotta" and he
tossed it in the direction of my voice.

       He listened, "You caught it!"

       "Yep!" and when I unwrapped it, I got a little watery too because it
was my first present also, "Oh wonderful! Just what I wanted! Get ready
I'll toss it back"

       He held his hands cupped and close to his chest, so I leaned in
close and tossed it into then and as soon as he felt it, he pulled it
against his chest, his head turning and his eyes wandering around, "I
caught it! It's..." and he felt all over, "it's a ball! A real ball!  I've
never really felt one before"

       "Toss it back now"

       He flipped it up with both hands at me and I had to reach to get
it. "Wow, this is great! It's better than the big balls you can kick
because they're no good for me because I can't run, and I certainly can't
kick one. But this is great to bounce on the ground or bounce off the wall!
And we can play catch."

       So we played with our new presents, ate the bread, loving the honey
figs and when we tasted the beer, I we were disappointed because it wasn't
sweet. But of course we drank it anyway because it was a gift from `my new
girlfriend' Merek said, and also a little `naughty.' He gave me that sweet
grin," My very firstest Birthday party, new clothes, a new pet, and a
delicious birthday dinner!"

       He was sitting beside me, so when we finished, I put my arm over his
shoulder and hugged him, "Well Merky my boy, wasn't that our bestest
birthday together?" and he grinned deviously as he stared past me and put
his hand on my leg.

       His finger `eyes', as I called them, started sneaking up the leg,
looking around till they found my crotch, then they pinched it, and he
giggled, "I think you're hiding one more present that I could unwrap for
you and make it the bestest, bestest, birthday for you!"

       I giggled back and walked my fingers up his pantleg and squeezed the
horn he was growing, "Ha! You've been hiding yours too, and I think it's
pointing to where we should go to unwrap them"

       We stood up and I grabbed my new ball and he held Bear to his chest
with one arm then with the other took my arm to lead him in. He chuckled,
"You know that beer was not good, yuck. I need to get the taste out of my
mouth. So I'm looking forward to our last presents when we get in and
unwrap them..."



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DD

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