My First Outing

All right, to document this, last Sunday morning was my first official outing into a social nudism event, saying, my first time being naked around other people in real life. I went to the Erotic Heritage Museum, found the room and was greeted by the instructor. I suppose I was a tad late, because all the others were already on their yoga mats and nude. I saw a small class, bout 5 or 6 people, which was nice because I thought I would be all alone. The instructor was nice enough to allow me to use his matt while he used a towel, which probably wasn't all that great for him :/ anyways, kinda shyed away to a small corner of the room, and stripped down to nothingness, only my senior ring and my glasses were on my person. I suppose being on webcam and such made me less nervous bout being nude in the presence of others and all that. Well, I sat on my yoga matt. I was positioned toward the back of the room, behind everyone else, so i mostly saw the backs of other men, ranging from a bit older to decades. Saw the instructor's body, and I noted I somewhat attempted to looking at the penis, but I did anyways; was uninevitable since I would be watching his body to model mine throughout the stretches. Thus we began our stretches, some reminded me of the stretches we would do during baseball conditioning, some reminded me of the stretches Wii Fit taught me, others were completely new to me. We stretched, we twisted, we inhaled, we exhaled. After the hour long stretches were over, we were given a chance to lay back, with open legs and arms, eyes closed, and just allow our bodies to relax. I believe I began to daydream at this point, because I have difficulty keeping my mind on one subject at a time. The instructor forewarned us that he would come over and adjust each of us so that we would be able to feel more at oneself, i suppose. I became nervous when I heard the pitter patter of his feet approach my direction,because this would be the first time I've been touched in the nude state since.... I was a baby, I might say. My ankles were adjusted, and so was my neck. I know I felt resistence in the neck area, generally a pet peeve of mine that my neck is even touched. But, as quickly as he came, he left, and I utterly forgot that we were both in a state of undress. It was fun, I enjoy yoga, enjoy trying to become more flexible, enjoy watching myself twist and turn and enjoyed the calmatity of the room around. The only sound were of the instructor's voice and the deep breathing of the others around me; I always keep my deep breathing in a low volume. I learned that I am actually more comfrontable with my body than I previously thought; I am the type of person who would shed away at the thought of even being seen shirtless, let alone naked. But I felt completely normal, relaxed, at one with myself. I can see myself attending once again, even though I'll need my own matt lol On a side note, I did notice that the participant on my left kept making quick glances at my body. Strangely, I did not feel embarrassed or anger, but rather a bit flattered. Eh, who knows? Hopefully I'll join earlier in January so I can get a chance to talk to some of the members. Maybe some of them are nudists as well and will be able to keep me up to date with some unofficial events occuring in my state ^.^