Shower room

He walked into a very small room with a shower stall and a toilet in it. There was a note on the wall clearly instructing him to undress and shower quickly before heading through the door on the far side of the room. It said to leave his clothes in this bathroom.

Looking around nervously he began to undress. He was certain he was being watched but failed to find any sort of camera- the feeling that this was some almighty practical joke engineered at his expense was hard to shake but the possibility of a girl behind the next door made him ignore it.

All through the shower he was preoccupied with images of who it might be on the other side of the door. His dick eventually started to rise a little before he got out and the cold air made him soft once again.

He dried off and looked at the door. He couldn't bare walking through naked so put a towel around his waist before turning the handle.