I stare through my peep hole, hidden in the storage room, here I have a perfect view of the changing rooms, my cock hard as I watch the fit men of the football team change, at this angle I can even see into several of the showers, watching the strong men wash off all the sweat and diet after a long gave. 

It took a bit of work getting into the private changing room, one only for members of the football team and the manager, to men needing space to wind down after a game, away from the press and the fans, here they are completely relaxed, a whole room full of hot, naked, men in their twenties, all unaware of my presence. I can't help but stroke my cock as I watch, the thrill and excitement driving me insane. 

I keep stroking my cock slowly, waiting till they've all left before I allow myself to cum, the sound of me cumming might alert them to my presence. 

The room is now dark and quiet, no one around, time to leave my hiding spot before the cleaner comes, although I still have several hours, I could have a quick look around, smell some of their sweaty clothes and cloths, maybe take a souvenir. 

I move quietly to the door and with my key I unlock it and push. It won't move. Why won't it move? Something is blocking the door. Oh no. I'm trapped in here! I need to find a way out and fast. I look around the dark storage room and find no way out, my panicking body breathing hard as I begin to realise how little air flow there is, sweating as the room grows warmer. I resist the urge to bang on the door and call out for help, if I'm found they will know exactly what I'm doing here. I need to come up with an escape plan or an excuse.

I push hard on the door, the handle not moving as it is caught on something underneath it, preventing the door from opening. I need to get out though, I'm running out of time. I freeze as I hear a noise and go to my peep hole to see what it is. I watch as the cleaner walks in, his headphone playing loud music as he mops the floor. If he doesn't come in here then maybe I can just wait it out till someone moves whatever is in the way of the door, although that may be a while, days, maybe even a week, or even longer depending on the next game. 

"Really!?" I watch as the annoyed cleaner walks over to the door and moves the obstacle, as he does it catches the door handle pulling it down slightly. My heart races and I stand frozen in fear, staring at the door, hoping that they’d just close it.

"Why is that not locked?" I sigh in relief as I hear the door shut.

"I guess I should check that those players haven't messed around with anything in there." Before I can move the door suddenly opens and the light turns on. The cleaner stares at me, his surprise quickly turning to understanding as he sees the peep hole next to my head as I stand motionless, unable to figure out my next move.

"You enjoy the view?" 

"W... what? N... no, its not like that... I just got accidentally trapped in here after meeting a friend on the team." He looks at me as if asking if I really thought that would work.

"One chance to tell me the the truth before I radio for security. Did you enjoy the view?" I blush slightly with embarrassment, may secret desires forced out of me.

"Yes." His face smiles, one that is strangely disturbing, as if he just had a cruel and amusing idea. He shuts the door and locks it, trapping me inside with him, before calmly walking up to me, knowing that I am cornered at completely at his mercy. 

Epilogue: 

I stare though my peep hole as the men change and shower in full view, unable to look away I watch, my cock painfully straining against the small chastity cage locked around it, my balls aching from neglect, my naked bound body struggling quietly and my gagged mouth stuffed with a dirty jockstrap from one of the players, preventing me from calling from help and filling my senses with the taste of their sweaty crotch, which after so long without relief just turns me on even more. 

Only the cleaner knows that I'm here, kept tied up and gagged behind a false wall so that no one else finds me, forced to look through the peep hole, kept locked in chastity, unable to enjoy the view. I'm only moved at night, when he cleans the changing room. He has me piss and shit in a bin, then he gives me water and food, in return for me sucking on his cock, sometimes he still doesn't give me any food and just shoves a freshly used jockstrap into my mouth and seals it in with a muzzle gag, returning me to my spot. Sometimes he likes to play with me, leaving a broom impaling my ass for a day or storing a container of smelly clothes inside the storage room, making me breath in the smell of their sweaty and dirty uniforms. 

I struggle as I continue to watch, the pleasant view torturing me as my cock strains and goes untouched, forced to enjoy the view of my special front row seat. How long will I be trapped in this hell?