Shorts - Caught fapping

>You are Anonymous

>And for once, Echo isn't annoying you.

>When you got up in the morning, there was a plate of toast, buttered and ready for you before work, with a cup of tea.

>Work was pretty relaxed that day, only a very few ponies had come to the stall to buy some of the flowers, which gave you time to think to yourself.

>When you got back to the flat, Echo was kind enough to have another cup of tea ready.

>And now, well... You have nothing to do.

>Your book is pretty much finished up - You read through the last parts last night - and you think all of your friends are busy.

>Echo said she wanted to try and cook dinner tonight, which has given you some free time.

>Well, there's only thing for it!

>Time to fap.

>You look around the living room for something to do, anything but fapping, but find nothing.

>With a sigh, you stand up and walks out of the room, glancing into the kitchen as you pass.

>It looks like whatever is in the pan is going to burst into flames and potentially burn the flat down, but you aren't that bothered right now.

>You head up the stairs and into the bathroom, closing the door behind you.

>And with that your trousers and pants hit the floor, and your wonderous monkey dick flops out like nobody's business.

>A pleasant breeze passes through the nearby open window as you go over to the toilet - Your preffered fap... Place? You don't know why you like it there, you just... Do it.

>And you get to work, thinking of the hottest women from back on your planet.

>It may have been a few years since you last saw a human, nevermind a woman, but all the hotties are fresh in your perverted mind...

>A particular thought of Me-

>Oh god, is the door opening? YOU FORGOT TO LOCK THE DOOR?

>You freeze and stare at the door as it fully opens to reveal Echo, only to freeze up herself when she notices your dick in your hand.

>The two of you just stare at each other for a good thirty seconds, both frozen as you process what's going on.

>Eventually Echo speaks up, her cheeks flushing a deep crimson.

>"I-I'm just gonna go and pretend I never saw this." She says hurriedly and walks away, leaving the door open.

>Boner = dead

>Urge to fap = Gone with the wind

>God damn it...

>Sighing to yourself gently and reach down and pull up your pants and trousers, grumbling about how you were close to cumming.

>Oh well, at least you can check on the food.

>Closing the toilet door after you, you head down the stairs and peer into the kitchen, seeing Echo has gone missing.

>Black smoke is pouring out of one of the pans and out of the kitchen window, a cause for concern.

>You walk over and quickly turn off the eletric - You hate electric grills - and look down into the pan.

>Whatever was in the pan has burnt horribly into a blackened crisp, and you are unable to identify what it once was.

"Echo really needs to brush up on her cooking skills..."

>You mutter to yourself as you grab the pan and walk over to the bin, pushing your foot down on the pedal thing at the bottom.

>You tilt the pan as the bin lid slides open and watch as the burnt food drops away into the black abyss known as the bin.

>You release the bin pedal thingy and turn away as the bin lid closes, looking over the rest of the pans.

>Whatever was once within the pans has now literally burnt away to nothing, leaving the pans empty.

>Did Echo just leave this...?

>You shake your head as you grab all the pans, clean them up and put them away.

>Okay, you'll cook later.

>For now you need to find out where Echo is.

>Did you scare her off when she found you jerking it in the bathroom?

>Oh god, is she gone forever?

>...You were coming around to liking her...

"Echo, where are you? Please don't tell me you've run off!" You yell, hoping for response. You don't get one.

>For the next five minutes you walk and shout around the house, hoping to find Echo hiding somewhere.

>You give up after five minutes and sit yourself back down in your chair in the living room, and think to yourself.

>How could you of forgotten to lock the damn door, for christ's sake?

>Damn it...

>You sigh and close your eyes, usually this helps you think...

>But knowing you, you drift off to sleep within a minute of having them closed.

>A while later you wake up to a clutter in the kitchen.

>Is there a thief in the flat? Oh no they don't!

>You leap up from your chair and dash into the kitchen, to find...

>...Echo getting out pans.

"Don't get those pans out. Last time, you burnt most of the food into nothing and the rest of it was blackened beyond belief.

>Echo turns to you and coughs awkwardly.

>"So that's why the pans weren't up on the grill when I got home..."

>...

>The two of you just stand and look at each other, waiting for the obvious to be said.

>"Okay maybe I shou-"

"I shouldn't have be-"

>You both talk at the same time and cut each other off, and stare at each other for a few seconds.

>"You go first, Anon."

>Nodding your head, you talk first.

"Okay, I got really bored and decided to jerk it off, and you walked in. What else do I say?"

>Echo gives you a deadpan look.

>"Maybe you should remember to lock the door, alright? Kekeke..." The snicker at the end just makes you HNNNNNNNNG.

"Okay, fine. I'm sorry, blah de blah."

>"But seriously, if you're alone and bored, you could talk to me... We could do stuff..."

>At this point, the bat pony is blushing profusely and is starting to stammer, which makes you HNNNNNNNNNNNG more.

"We don't need to make this awkward, Echo. Seriously."

>You watch in amusement as she continues to stutter and look at anything but you.

>Eventually you speak up, just to help Echo out of the hole she's digging.

"It's fine that you want to... Do stuff, with me-"

>"That's what she said! Kekeke..."

>God damn it, Echo.