Gay Erotic Short Story: A Boy's Unlikely Encounter at the Market {This is a Gay Erotic Short Story. If you are pregidous against gays or bisexuals, please, leave this story and do not look back. If you also have something against the idea of a little boy being the second participant, Also Leave. This is a story that took alot of work and imagination. Do not dis it, simply because you may of not be a Fan. } Trip to the Market "Jason!!!!!" Yelled Jason's mother. "We are going to the Market! Get your shoes on!" "Comin' Momma!!" He hollered back, thumping down the steps to get his shoes on. Jason dropped to the floor,grabbing his shoes before tousling with them, fighting to get his shoes on his feet, they, his shoes, were a size too small. Once he was able to put his shoes on his feet, he tied the laces, his tongue sticking out the entire time that he did so. He was so proud himself. He had just learned how to tie his shoes all by himself. Jason was 9 years of age. He was 4"2' tall. He was very fit for his age. He was lean, and had lost almost all of his baby fat, Almost all of it; his face was still plump; the perfectly shaped baby face. He had big Topaz colored eyes with creamy rich smooth skin. He had a very girlish form; a nice, plump ass, wide, yet narrow hips, hairless legs, dainty feetand small hands. His voice was soft, feminine almost, while his hair was a brown, copper color that was always in a tangled, messy mess that framed his face. "Come on, Hunny, It's time to get going," His Mother walked into the entry hall, her heels clicking on the hard blackwood. His mother had matching topaz eyes, she was a natrual dishwater blonde, and so that ment his father gave him his hair. His mother still had her figure; her assets, as most called them; and she wore a silk blouse that was low cut and a pencil skirt that hugged her ass and hips. "Alright, Momma," He said, pushing himself up and smiling up at her. Running her fingers through his hair, she smiled back. She opened the door and stepped out, turning the car on at the click of a button. …and then things took a turn
