Thread: Talent Resort [M/M] (Viktoff Samson & Izzy325)

Seniors aging seventeen to eighteen at Summerset High, a boarding school for the wealthy and ridiculously talented, have a summer program to attend for an advantage in their upcoming college careers. The Talent Resort. The program takes up an entire lake with buildings surrounding it for all sorts of activities and training and housing and the likes. Students with the money or sheer talent are sent here, by their parents or guardians, all summer with no escape. In return, the location is completely private with it's coordinates being confidential. The influence of those running this program extends to the interests of bankers and into the pockets and offices of governments globally. Tyler, an athlete star from Summerset High and inspiring olympic swimmer has attended the Talent Resort on a twin-ticket. Rare beyond belief, a student who is talented enough to earn two ways in, have family wealth in excess to pay for two, or a mix of both, join two seperate courses at the same time at the Talent Resort and supposedly get a room all to themselves at the five star hotel-like rooming center. Little did he know, despite Tyler's desires and efforts put into being alone on his adventure at Talent Resort, a room-drafting error by the class president has put an expected guest in his room. An ex-boyfriend that he had thought fled town in middle school has suddenly resurfaced in Tyler's life in a way he can't simply ignore. To Tyler's recollection of the event back in middle school, this other male had dumped him before moving out of town. Does this uninvited roommate remember it the same way? How do these two work it out? If there even is a conclusion, or not, this is where Tyler's busy schedule at Talent Resort begins. Earliest to the top floor rooms, Tyler didn't mind the staircase walk up. He was getting his own room. No more 'kohais' hunting his worked and worn body down after class to beg him to tell them which college he was going too. No more clique groups fighting to have his exclusive membership. He just wanted to work for a future that he didn't have to share with anyone. His father went missing during a tax scandal and his mother had to work hard to keep them at the social bracket she dreamed of. Everyone Tyler was supposed to lean on ultimately takes that solemn step away to pursue their own lonely futures. He didn't even think about Oliver today. Years divided them. Finally swiping his card and entering the lavish entry room, Tyler laughed to himself for taking the stairs just to get to his room so early. His legs were going to hate himself when Monday came, the day after tomorrow, and his dual-ticket training in Swimming and Football had began. Not that he liked being in football, but his mother insisted that he had a fall-back if the scholarship options for his work as the top swimmer at school turn out to suck. It wasn't harder on the male, he pushed himself to his breaking point every time he wanted to stop thinking and just feel. To stop worrying and just run until vomits, to swim as fast as he can until he can't climb out of the water anymore. It's hard to let things bother you when the endorphins kick in and you can't catch your breath. That's what his friends told him back then, and he lived by it to this day. Tyler didn't bother picking room to put his stuff away. Both rooms should be his anyway. His three beefy bags of clothes and entertainment were crudely sprawled across the couch as he kicked his shoes off in the hallway, along with his clothes. Not even fetching a towel, the fit young man had stepped into the ornate bathroom and walked the surprising distance to the state of the art, polished rock shower. To his delight, the Resort had stocked the showers with decent shampoo and body wash. Not that he was going to be picky. His aching muscles wanted the sweet burst of hot water already. The glass was fogged, but not very well. Tyler sighed briefly. This moment was a pause to remind himself of how lucky he was to not have to share his room with some sort of pervert. Very much unlike the majority of other talentedrich students who came along this year. Without wasting another moment, he pulled the door shut behind him and let the bathroom steam right up for the best shower experience ever. So good, in fact, that he remained in the shower even after he was clean. He didn't anticipate anyone to be assigned a keycard to his room too.