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I told Mr. Atati good night and went in for the night, and ran into Manuu. He looked at me and wanted to know what had happened, I told him just the usual workout. He said my expression said something else, he said he could always tell when something was bothering me. I just shook my head and headed for my room.
I stripped and crawled in bed, just laying there thinking about the night. Manuu knocked on my door and came in the room, asking if I wanted to talk about something. I told him it wasn’t fair how he could read me, and he said he had watched and picked up on my expressions.
I finally gave in and told him everything that had happened at the gym. I told him I was worried about my reactions, and about the way I felt. He ask if I was worried about being a bottom boy, and how it would effect my relationships. I told him I didn’t know, and was trying to understand my actions and reactions tonight.
Manuu told me think things through, and not be afraid to experiment. I don’t know what made me say it, but I ask if he was volunteering. I quickly changed the subject back to what had happened at the gym.
I told Manuu I was surprised how unconcerned Mr. Atati had seemed, when I told him about the trainer. Manuu told me the trainer was a friend of Mr. Atati, as well as a fellow Sir at the club. Manuu pointed out that since Mr. Atati was not into anal, he didn’t want to deprive me of that pleasure. So he was leaving that decision and choice of partner up to me.
Manuu told me he had a couple of dildos, and would let me borrow them to experiment with, or he could use them on me. I thanked him, but told him I wasn’t ready for that just yet. He laughed and told me good night, then returned to his room.