The day had arrived
The Wife waved bye to me as I reversed the car off the driveway on the way to the gym. It was going to be a big day for me. It was the first time since my move to wearing nylons that I was going to be showing fully in public. I was scared and nervous, but at the same time excited by it.
Parked up I signed in and made my way to the changing rooms, pushed open the door and looked around. Do I go to the quiet side or the more popular side? It made no difference today, both sides were quiet, so I went right to the popular side. I selected my locker, opened it, slipped off my shoes and put them in. Put my bag onto the bench and opened it, sorted out my gear, wiggling my nylon clad toes on the cool damp floor. No one was around so I slipped off my top and trousers, pulled my underwear off and stood in my sheer pop-socks looking into the mirror, my cock started to rise a little, then I heard voices approaching. I sat down quickly, more worried about taking off the socks than having my penis on show. Two guys appeared from the showers, chatting and drying their hair, both naked. One looked up at me and nodded and I did the same then got dressed and went into the gym. After showering I left with my nylons still in my bag and hated myself for doing it. Next time I kept saying to myself. Next time!!
Next time came 3 days later, but this time to the local swimming pool. The changing arrangement was somewhat different to most places, in that you were given a frame basket to put your stuff in, then a rubber band to wear that matched the basket number. You handed the basket in to the staff who put it on a hook and away it went to be stored high in the roof away from anyone. The room was open with just the low benches in the room. The showers were of the communal style, open with no privacy, as was the whole of the changing area. Not the place to be shy really. Young, old, fat, and thin, all exposed themselves just to get wet.
I walked in and claimed my basket, turned and walked to a free space on a bench, the room was busy, much busier than I had hoped for, and nowhere to hide. Two guys were getting dressed by the opposite bench, another one behind me, the shower was full of naked bodies and two other guys with empty baskets were heading my way. I felt sick. They said “hi” to me as they sat their gear next to mine on the bench and started to strip. I had to do it now or never…
I slipped off my shoes and put them in the basket feet now on show! Top came off, trousers undone and slipped off, my feet and legs now showing black 10 Denier nylons to the world.
The guy turned to me. “Say will you just watch our stuff as we get a quick shower” I nodded and mumbled something, as he and his mate strutted naked to the showers. I pulled off my underwear and the socks and looked for my swimming trunks and slipped them on, as the guys came back dripping and slipped theirs on then handed the baskets to the attendants. I was surprised by the lack of comments, and handed mine over as well.
An hour later and hot from the sauna I collected my basket, dropped my trunks and showered.
Sat half on and off the towel I put my briefs on and then took a sock and slipped it on, then the other and dried my back again, I was sweating still from the sauna. In the other corner of the room another guy was putting on some sheer socks, like black dress socks. He saw me looking and waved to me. I was not sure what to do but he waved again beckoning me over. I collected my basket and walked over in my sheers.
Yep his socks were indeed as sheer as mine. He introduced himself and told me that it was good to see a fellow nylon lover, and how long had I been wearing etc. We dressed and went for a coffee.
Sam, as I later found out, was a convert to nylons as well, and he asked if I had been to try on any shoes yet in my sheers. I hadn't as it happened, well that was an instant mistake and we headed off to the sports section of the complex.
Inside were hundreds of sports shoes to try on, all shapes and styles. An assistant came over and Sam told him I needed some new trainers and needed to have my feet measured as well.
Sam sat down and slipped off his shoes and told me to do the same and act normal.
The assistant never batted an eyelid as he measured my foot and found a pair of shoes for me.
We spent almost 30 mins just walking about without shoes and not an odd word was said.
Sam and I parted ways and I was ready for the gym.
The following evening I was in knee high black sheer socks, and a pair of nude panties as I entered the changing rooms and it was much busier. I found a locked half way down the room and had guys on all sides of me. Off with the shoes and trousers and into the locker. Off came the top, into the locker as I fumbled in my bag for my clean kit. I took off my nude single thickness panties and hung them in the locker on show and put my foot on the bench and rolled off my sock. A few briefly looked then carried on chatting. Clearly it was me making this a big issue not the guys who accepted it without a mention. As it gets colder outside I will be trying tights/pantyhose to see what reaction they get. I have a few police friends and they wear them at night on patrol anyway, so maybe it is only in my head!!
Parked up I signed in and made my way to the changing rooms, pushed open the door and looked around. Do I go to the quiet side or the more popular side? It made no difference today, both sides were quiet, so I went right to the popular side. I selected my locker, opened it, slipped off my shoes and put them in. Put my bag onto the bench and opened it, sorted out my gear, wiggling my nylon clad toes on the cool damp floor. No one was around so I slipped off my top and trousers, pulled my underwear off and stood in my sheer pop-socks looking into the mirror, my cock started to rise a little, then I heard voices approaching. I sat down quickly, more worried about taking off the socks than having my penis on show. Two guys appeared from the showers, chatting and drying their hair, both naked. One looked up at me and nodded and I did the same then got dressed and went into the gym. After showering I left with my nylons still in my bag and hated myself for doing it. Next time I kept saying to myself. Next time!!
Next time came 3 days later, but this time to the local swimming pool. The changing arrangement was somewhat different to most places, in that you were given a frame basket to put your stuff in, then a rubber band to wear that matched the basket number. You handed the basket in to the staff who put it on a hook and away it went to be stored high in the roof away from anyone. The room was open with just the low benches in the room. The showers were of the communal style, open with no privacy, as was the whole of the changing area. Not the place to be shy really. Young, old, fat, and thin, all exposed themselves just to get wet.
I walked in and claimed my basket, turned and walked to a free space on a bench, the room was busy, much busier than I had hoped for, and nowhere to hide. Two guys were getting dressed by the opposite bench, another one behind me, the shower was full of naked bodies and two other guys with empty baskets were heading my way. I felt sick. They said “hi” to me as they sat their gear next to mine on the bench and started to strip. I had to do it now or never…
I slipped off my shoes and put them in the basket feet now on show! Top came off, trousers undone and slipped off, my feet and legs now showing black 10 Denier nylons to the world.
The guy turned to me. “Say will you just watch our stuff as we get a quick shower” I nodded and mumbled something, as he and his mate strutted naked to the showers. I pulled off my underwear and the socks and looked for my swimming trunks and slipped them on, as the guys came back dripping and slipped theirs on then handed the baskets to the attendants. I was surprised by the lack of comments, and handed mine over as well.
An hour later and hot from the sauna I collected my basket, dropped my trunks and showered.
Sat half on and off the towel I put my briefs on and then took a sock and slipped it on, then the other and dried my back again, I was sweating still from the sauna. In the other corner of the room another guy was putting on some sheer socks, like black dress socks. He saw me looking and waved to me. I was not sure what to do but he waved again beckoning me over. I collected my basket and walked over in my sheers.
Yep his socks were indeed as sheer as mine. He introduced himself and told me that it was good to see a fellow nylon lover, and how long had I been wearing etc. We dressed and went for a coffee.
Sam, as I later found out, was a convert to nylons as well, and he asked if I had been to try on any shoes yet in my sheers. I hadn't as it happened, well that was an instant mistake and we headed off to the sports section of the complex.
Inside were hundreds of sports shoes to try on, all shapes and styles. An assistant came over and Sam told him I needed some new trainers and needed to have my feet measured as well.
Sam sat down and slipped off his shoes and told me to do the same and act normal.
The assistant never batted an eyelid as he measured my foot and found a pair of shoes for me.
We spent almost 30 mins just walking about without shoes and not an odd word was said.
Sam and I parted ways and I was ready for the gym.
The following evening I was in knee high black sheer socks, and a pair of nude panties as I entered the changing rooms and it was much busier. I found a locked half way down the room and had guys on all sides of me. Off with the shoes and trousers and into the locker. Off came the top, into the locker as I fumbled in my bag for my clean kit. I took off my nude single thickness panties and hung them in the locker on show and put my foot on the bench and rolled off my sock. A few briefly looked then carried on chatting. Clearly it was me making this a big issue not the guys who accepted it without a mention. As it gets colder outside I will be trying tights/pantyhose to see what reaction they get. I have a few police friends and they wear them at night on patrol anyway, so maybe it is only in my head!!
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