This is my first fanfic so... yeah, consider that a heads up. It's rated M for a reason, it's pure uncensored smut from beginning to end and though it's not really slash (yet) it's not material for straight people, so if you don't like then don't read. Also, I don't own Malcolm in the Middle, I would think that obvious but I'm saying it nonetheless. Enjoy :).
Malcolm lied on his bed, completely naked with his right hand grasping his swollen, weeping cock. Malcolm was home from school early today and he knew that no on e would be back for a couple of hours so he had decided to pleasure himself, in the nude. For some reason he found it very exciting to play with himself naked, he didn't know why, but he liked it and that was all that mattered. He slowly pumped his hand up and down his thick shaft, moaning loudly and unashamed, knowing that there would be no one there to hear him. He looked down at his angry, red cock and found himself incredibly aroused by the sight of it, his pale, white hand wrapped around it, milking it for it's sweet nectar. Malcolm didn't know whether he was attracted by all cocks or just his own, knowing that his sexual confusion could easily stem from the fact that he couldn't get girls.
Either way he knew that he was in desperate need of release and that he wanted to suck cock, preferably his own, so he figured, why the hell not? He felt a surge of adrenaline as he sat up and looked at his fuck stick, hungry for cock. He opened his mouth and began to slowly move towards his dick. As his mouth got closer and closer to the engorged, purple head he saw how precum was gushing out of his slit, an indication of how eager he was to blow himself. When he finally managed to reach the tip of his dick with his tongue he couldn't help but whimper as wet organ made contact with wet organ. Tasting the sweet and salty liquid that his member was excreting his insatiable lust forced him to go lower. When his soft, pink lips managed to envelop his leaky head he moaned wantonly, completely enthralled by the way his fuck-pole felt in his wet cavern, Giving in to his carnal needs he pushed himself farther and farther down his pulsating organ, after which he felt a short, sharp pain in his back that quickly subsided.
He decided to keep the limit to halfway down his hardened member, not wanting to risk injuring himself, especially in his current position. Slowly he started to move his head up and down his throbbing shaft, running his tongue messily over the bulbous head when he moved up. Malcolm desperately wanting to relieve his aching balls decided to try out something new to see if he could increase his pleasure. Slowly, he directed his hand to his anal cavity and touched it softly with his middle finger, unsure if he should go through his idea. For a couple of minutes, all he did was gently stroke the area surrounding his hole, and after liking what he felt, he decided to push in. Malcolm groaned in pain and then pleasure, feeling the rippling muscles in his rectum hug his finger. Pushing in farther he hit a bundle of nerves that had him reeling. Adding another finger he scissored himself stretching his ass for one more finger, when he was done he gently placed his ring finger by the others, just outside of his hole. He didn't even have to push, his ass seemingly acting with a mind of it's own swallowed his finger in.
Malcolm started to fuck his ass with his fingers, ramming them into his tight virgin ass like a crazed lunatic. Feeling the throes of pleasure in his ass he started to suck harder on his hardened sex organ as if it were a baby sucked, his lips stretched over his wide shaft.
A pretzel, that's what Malcolm looked like, a human pretzel. Sitting on his bed, his knees beside his head, which was madly bobbing on his bright red fuck-stick. His right hand wrapped under his right knee while his left was twisted under his left leg, violently abusing his asshole. Malcolm was so lost in the throes of pleasure that he didn't hear the room's door open and close, or the quiet gasp that came after. All that Malcolm knew was that his sore balls were tightening and that he wanted to fill his mouth with his own creamy white jizz. Reanalyzing his last though he realized how sick and depraved he was, sucking his own penis and sticking his fingers into his anus. He was ashamed and he liked it, feeling like a sick pervert. Malcolm closed his eyes and moaned a long, low moan as he reached the edge. His entire body stiffened, his ass tightened over his fingers and then, he came. His walls pulsed on his fingers as his seven inch boyhood shook violently in his mouth before releasing it's love essence, filling his mouth to the brim before pouring out of the sides of his mouth. Malcolm swallowed what he could but it was too much, the rest of the hot cum poured down his shaft and over his balls.
Malcolm slipped his hand out off his ass and is mouth off of his dick, making one loud synchronized popping sound. He leaned his head back and let out a heavy sigh of relief before quickly realizing that he wasn't alone. He knew that he had heard something earlier but it hadn't registered in his mind until after he came off of his high. His eyes darted to the figure standing in front of the door, standing there with it's hands over it's mouth. Malcolm's eyes widened and his face blushed into a deep shade of red before screaming in strained voice, "Dewey!"
P.S. Bear in mind that this is my first fanfic so don't be too critical on me, although I do appreciate constructive criticism.