Marley was the youngest son of a rich couple, and probably their deepest shame. Though he was 19 years old, and all his older siblings had moved out, he still lived at home. Really, his parents didn't seem to be in any hurry to shove him onward with his life. Better to keep an embarrassment at home than send him out for the world to see.
It wasn't just that Marley showed less of the cut-throat drive for success that ran in the family, or that he was far from the brightest, or acted a little immature for his age, or his disinterest in athletics. The true reason for his status as the least of all his siblings can best be summed up by some of the words he had overheard his own parents using to describe him: 'effeminate,' 'pansy,' he even heard 'faggot' from his own fathers mouth a couple of times. That stuff hurt!
Though he felt he had been treated like the runt of the litter as far back as he could remember, the real trouble had started when his parents heard he had been caught making out with another boy at his high school. It was as if their worst fears had been confirmed. Within a month, they had pulled him out of school and had him complete the rest of his education through homeschooling. Really, with love and support like that, was it any wonder he hadn't amounted to much yet?
But their attempts to keep him isolated from the big, scary world and its corrupting influences had only backfired. Having fewer in-person social interactions, Marley continued to advance his social life online, where his exposure to devious lifestyles and obscure fetishes increased wildly. His parents' attempts to restrict and monitor his internet use were a joke. Soon, he had plenty of online friends who were not only happy to accept him for who he felt he really was, but even encouraged him to broaden his frontiers.
His IRL relations, however, suffered greatly. He had only kept a few friends from school, and he seemed to be seeing less and less of them. It didn't help that his parents tried to vet anyone he was allowed to spend time with. The only other person roughly his age he saw regularly was Miranda, their household maid. She was a little older than him, but also quiet. They had shared a few pleasant conversations, but she generally seemed to keep to her business. She probably had no idea about the real feelings he held for her. Every time he tried to bring up more personal things with her, he would just stutter until he was so embarrassed that he had to excuse himself from the conversation.
Tonight, Marley had his parents' small mansion to himself, as they would be out late at one of their fancy parties. Many people would be bored out of their minds being all alone in such a huge place, but not Marley! He had an extremely active mind, so keeping himself entertained was an easy task. He was also as horny as any young adult could ever get! Therefore, the chance to do any naughty things he wanted without any chance of getting caught was nothing but a blessing!
As soon as they were good and gone, his fun began! He started off his night by taking a long, refreshing shower. He scrubbed himself from head to toe, getting himself oh, so clean! He also took the opportunity to shave anything below the neck, as he liked himself to be. Finally, he moisturized his skin with some of his mom's products he secretly liked to use. When he was done, he felt so sensuously clean that he just couldn't bear to put his clothes back on.
And so, he snuck down the wide hallway completely in the buff, feeling so sexy and naughty! Why was he sneaking? He was the only one here! It still felt so risky, as if his mother would turn up, impossibly, at any moment and shriek at him for his horrifying behavior! But there was something about danger that excited him! The feeling of risk added to the fun! His heart beating in his chest, he slowly crept along, peeking around every corner. He finally made his way to the kitchen, where he fixed himself a quick snack. After heating it up, he sat his clean, bare ass down on one of the stools and ate it on the counter. He even cleaned up his dishes all in the nude, savoring the delightful chill of the cool evening air on his smooth, naked skin.
Now it was time for the real naughtiness! No longer feeling the irrational need to sneak around, he strutted confidently back up the stairs and found his way to his sister's room. She was off in college, but she still kept a few interesting things here. He went straight for her dresser and picked out a lacy black bra. For Marley, there were clear benefits to having a flat-chested sister who wasn't around to defend her belingings. Her bra fit almost perfectly around his slender frame. He found a matching pair of stockings and slid those on.
Here was the thing about growing up with judgmental parents: he knew fully well that going through his sister's personal effects was wrong. But, for as long as he could remember, his parents had insisted that he was perverted simply for being who he was, to the point that sometimes he even believed it himself. And since he had already crossed some moral boundary he had no intention of heeding, what was this one more thing?
Finally, he found a pair of panties. He was very tempted to slip those on and complete the set, but he stopped. The possibility of getting a cum stain on his dear sister's underwear was just a little much for him. If she ever found out he did this... well, it didn't even bear thinking about. He wouldn't let it happen.
With his outfit complete, Marley looked into her full-length mirror to admire himself. He looked stunning! The cups of the bra were just a little loose over his chest, but everything else fit perfectly on his boyish, almost feminine physique. His wild, sandy blond hair, delicate nose, and naturally full lips only added to the feminine look. He struck a few poses, and blew a kiss into the mirror.
Marley was now fully erect. It was time to play! He rummaged through her desk, looking for anything he might entertain himself with. He found a few colors of lipstick, a bottle of mascara, and various other items. But the object that finally caught his eye was a small, white bottle of something that didn't look like a beauty product at all. He picked it up and read the label. It looked like some sort of glue.
"InsaniBond," he whispered as he read the label out loud. "Ooo, sounds powerful!"
Satisfied he had found his toy for the night, he shut the drawer. What should he do with it? There were so many possibilities, his heart started thumping just thinking about it! This stuff could be dangerous, in fact he hoped it was! He had to find out!
He walked out of his sister's room with the items he had pillaged, his mind a flurry of ideas as he worked out what exactly he wanted to do with it, and where.
He was in the hallway between his room and the upstairs parlour when he finally decided. Why start off light, like gluing his fingers together? Why not start off hard and heavy, and just do what he knew he really wanted to do. Marley looked down at himself. His penis was the one thing about him that wasn't remotely feminine. It was a fairly big one, or so he thought, and it was currently rock hard and jutting straight out in front of him, as strong as the prow of a ship!
At the very tip, sticking maybe half an inch past the bulge of his large, mighty cock was his long, stretchy foreskin. His foreskin was extremely sensitive to touch, and was probably the most fun part of his body to play with. He uncapped the glue. He brought the applicator tip down and spread a bead of clear liquid in a circle all around the opening.
He raised his head and looked at the wall in front of him. The walls in the hallway were lined with several large stone columns, each looking massive and immovable. Marley walked toward one and thrust his hips forward until the tip of his glue-coated foreskin pressed against it.
He held it there for two or three seconds, and pulled back to see how the glue was doing. He was surprised when he felt a firm, erotic tug. This stuff acted fast! He pulled back a little more, and saw his foreskin stretch another inch, giving him another twinge of pleasure. It didn't feel like the tip was even beginning to peel loose yet, so he continued slowly pulling back until his foreskin had stretched to its full extent, about three or four inches past the bulge.
And it felt exquisite! His foreskin was very stretchy, and it loved to be tugged on! He could pull pretty hard on it without pain. It seemed he had found the perfect way to tug on it hands free! The feeling of that strong but painless bond on the sensitive tip of his foreskin made it even better. So firm, so unyielding!
Still holding the tension, Marley gave a slight bounce backwards, causing a brief, but sharp spike in that wonderful tugging sensation. But he didn't feel the tip of his foreskin even begin to slip. He bounced a few more times, giving his dick all the abuse he knew it could take! If he kept this up long enough, he was certain to cum!
"Uuuhhhough!" he groaned in pleasure.
After a few minutes of playing and tugging, when he was maybe halfway to an orgasm, he decided he needed to test the real strength of the bond. He had to know how hard it really was! He put his hands against the wall and pushed off, giving it a little muscle. He pulled until his dick was stretched taut... and then some! He could feel some serious tension! He strained until he was pulling as hard as he dared, but he still didn't feel the tip even starting to come loose! As he pulled and pulled, he grimaced with a mixture of effort, pleasure, and pain.
Holy shit, his dick was STUCK! This stuff was powerful! He figured in the back of his mind that he should eventually be able to work his penis free well before his parents got back, but even the thought that his dick was now permanently stuck to the wall made his heart pound in his chest with a mixture of excitement and fear!
Just then, he heard a cough from the parlor! He froze as he felt his blood run cold! He wasn't alone in the house! But it had sounded like a youthful, feminine cough. It was Miranda! Wait, was she supposed to be in tonight? Had he seriously miscalculated, or was she working a different schedule this week?
