Blitzing to Success

Fluttershy read over the letter again, before lowering it and turning back to Blitz. "Are you going to go meet them?", she asked.

"I don't know", Blitz said, polishing off the offered biscuits. He sat upright on her couch, looking at his longtime friend. "What do you think?"

Fluttershy shrugged, setting the letter down on the coffee table in between them. After reading the letter, Blitz had come over to her place in order to talk with her about the letter. "Well, I mean... I don't know what you plan to do?"

"What?", he asked, before realizing the miscommunication. "No, I mean: what do you think about the situation."

She said, "Oh. Then, maybe they do want to try and make amends?"

"Maybe", he said. "I guess... I know they wanted me to hang out with them after the Young Fliers Competition. But, they didn't really reach out after that or anything. Figured that they were only in it for me being awesome." He smiled, spreading his wings out over the back of the couch. "But, after all this time..."

"Maybe they want...", Fluttershy began, before stopping herself.

Blitz cocked his head at this, asking, "Maybe they want what?"

"Well", Fluttershy began. "It's late spring, almost summer. They're three mares that, I think at least, aren't into other mares. Maybe... they want you to help with Heat."

Despite the drop in volume, Blitz was still able to pick up what she said. "They want me to do what!?", he cried, his wings snapping shut.

"I wasn't saying that", Fluttershy said. "I said maybe."

Blitz considered it, leaning his head back to look at the ceiling. The timing did certainly make a bit of sense, and he certainly wouldn't put it past those three. Still, that was only really a possibility. And... well he didn't know what to think. "Ah, should've asked Lucy."

"Elusive?", Fluttershy asked. "Why him?"

"Cause he knows mares or something", Blitz said, before realizing what he said. "I meant in that kind of sense. Not like, I mean, I-"

"It's fine, Blitz", Fluttershy said. "Still, it's only something you can do. I mean, they didn't really invite me."

"I mean, I guess", Blitz said, before sighing. "Know what, I'll check it out. Worst case scenario and they're just after my cock, I'll leave. Best case, they actually want to make it up to me somehow, and it might be worth it."

~

"That's the place", Blitz muttered as he looked down from a cloud. The picture was accurate to the place; a nice-looking two-story house on a small peninsula. He had gotten directions at the nearby town, and had just arrived. He sighed, standing up and rolling his shoulders. "Let's get this show on the road."

He jumped off the cloud, his wings flaring as he soared down. Just before he hit the ground, he shifted his body, landing hoof-first on the sand near the house. He made his way across the remainder of the beach, before climbing up the stairs onto the deck.

Several deck chairs, along with a few normal ones around a table with an umbrella, dominated most of the deck. Looking past them, he saw a rather nice-looking kitchen behind a closed sliding glass door. Laying on one of the deck chairs was Nets, her wings spread out as she soaked in the sun. She shifted slightly, her two-piece tugging in certain places to draw his attention.

His attention was torn away from her by the sliding glass door opening. Goal used her hoof to close the door, her hands occupied by a bowl of sliced watermelon. The noise also drew Nets attention, who opened her eyes and spotted Blitz.

"Oh, hey!", she called. She stood up, coming over to him and offering a hand. Blitz took it, giving her a reluctant shake. "Barbelle honestly wasn't expecting you to show."

"Well, I'm here", he said. "Where is she, anyway?"

Goal set the watermelon down and pointed at the waterline. Blitz turned his head in that direction, scanning the water among the lapping waves. Finally, as one of the bigger ones began to crest, he spotted a brown, blonde, and red shape among the dark blue of the ocean. Said shape soon disappeared beneath the water, before washing up on the shore like a piece of seaweed.

"She's been trying surfing the past few times we came here", Nets explained. "Hasn't gotten much better, like, at all. But, she's stubborn when it comes to this kind of stuff."

"No kidding", Blitz said. "So, you three wanted to try and make amends?"

"I mean, yeah", Nets said, rubbing the back of her head. "We were jerks, and we're sorry about it. Like Barbelle said at the Young Fliers."

"Yeah, well. She has an interesting way of showing it", Blitz said, watching the mare head back towards the house with the surfboard tucked under her arm.

"Yeah, Belle plays hard to get", Nets said, Goal nodding in agreement.

Blitz turned back to the two mares, a quizzical look on his face. "What?"

"Nothing", Nets said quickly. "Anyway, watermelon?"

Blitz shrugged, grabbing a piece from the bowl. He took a big bite, turning to Barbelle as she climbed up the stairs onto the deck. Unlike the other two mares, who were in two-piece bikinis, she wore a tight one-piece, the red spandex contrasting against her dark brown fur. She said, "Hey, Ditz."

"My point exactly, Nets", Blitz said, pointing the half-eaten watermelon at Barbelle as she leaned against the table.

Nets tossed aside a rine, and said to Barbelle, "He's right, you know. You can cut it out being so mean."

"Is it that big of a thing?", Barbelle asked. "I mean-"

"Yes", Blitz said.

Nets said, "Evidently, it totes is."

Goal nodded, before eating another piece of Watermelon.

Barbelle sighed, throwing up her hands and spreading her wings. "Alright. I'll stop doing it. Making amends and all that jazz."

"That's really why I'm here?", Blitz asked, cocking an eyebrow. "No other reason?"

"I think I'd know", Barbelle said. "It was my idea."

"Yours?", Blitz asked. He hadn't expected that."

"Yeah", she said. "I asked if you wanted to hang out after the Young Fliers a few years ago. Kinda slipped my mind to bring it up again, 'specially since we really don't cross paths. Well, figured it'd be a decent idea, now that you're a Bolt."

"Oh yeah!", Nets said. "Congrats."

"Thanks", Blitz said, his suspicion fading. It looked like they were telling the truth; he wasn't Applejack, but he still was able to pick up when ponies were lying decently well. And he didn't pick up any of the super obvious scent that accompanied a mare in heat. "So, what now?"

"There's another board in the storeroom", Barbelle said. "Care to join me on the waves?"

Blitz smiled. "Sure, why not?" He peeled off his shirt, tossing it onto a spare deck chair. As he looked up, he noticed all three mares were eyeing him. Instantly, that suspicion was back. "Something wrong?"

"Nothing", Barbelle said, a faint yet somewhat obvious blush gracing her cheeks.

Nets said, "Except that you are, like, super hot."

"Uh... thanks?", he said.

"Ignore her", Barbelle said. "Come on, let's see how well you do out of the air."

~

A few hours later, and the earlier concern about their motives had faded. He and Barbelle had spent the better part of most of it wiping out over and over again while Nets and Goal watched and sunbathed. After a bit, they had come back and, after drying off, played cards for a bit. Blitz had suggested the hot tub, but Barbelle quickly said that the heater for it was broken. So, they had just stuck to cards and a few small ball games.

"Well, that was fun. But, I probably should be going", Blitz said, pointing to the sun, which had just begun its descent below the horizon.

"Sure", Nets said. "I put your shirt inside."

Blitz nodded, heading in through the door. The inside was just as nice as the outside of the house, with a few paintings or framed photos of Goal and her family hanging on the walls. His shirt had been laid over the big couch in the center of the living room, which he slid back over himself. As he headed back to the door, he heard the three of them talking through the door; well, Barbelle and Nets.

"Look, he's leaving", Nets said. "Plus, he's sorta a friend now. Maybe you'll get another shot."

Barbelle made a low growl, and said, "No. He's here; I might as well try, right? Besides, you two agreed to this plan."

"What plan?", Blitz asked, opening the sliding door. All three of them turned to him, all three now sporting blushes. The deck chairs had been completely lowered and placed together and a few beach towels laid over them, forming a makeshift king-sized bed. Most surprisingly, however, was Barbelle, who had her hand buried in her swimsuit, right where her... well, her snatch would be.

"Well", Barbelle said. She removed her hand, which Blitz noted was slightly slick with some kind of fluid, and rubbed it on her leg. "I... I guess you can figure out that making amends wasn't the only reason we invited you."

"Are you three in heat?", he asked, wanting to put his first theory to the test.

"What!? No!", Barbelle said.

Nets said, "Well, Belle is."

"Shut up, Nets!", Barbelle snapped.

"Yeah, I'm not staying here to be your piece of meat", Blitz said, spreading his wings. "I'll see you around."

"Wait", Barbelle said. "It's not like that. I..."

"Barbie has a crush!", Nets said in a sing-song voice, slinging her wing around the other mares shoulder.

"Oh, shut it", Barbelle said. "You do too. And you too, Goal!"

"Wait, what", Blitz said, returning their attention to him. "When did this happen?"

Barbelle said, "Young Fliers. The Rainboom. Saving that unicorn-"

"Elusive", Blitz asked.

Goal nodded. Barbelle said, "Yeah, him. Anyway, it sorta... grew from there. Nets here managed to convince Goal to fool around during heat to at least abate the symptoms, but that left me with nothing but a dildo. The subject of a decent colt for a one-night stand came up, and it shifted to you. Then, well..."

"You know the rest", Nets said.

Barbelle said, "Yeah."

Blitz stood there, taking a moment to process the information they had given him. He looked the three of them over, as well as reviewing the day in his head. He had to admit, now that they weren't bullying him and Fluttershy, he had to admit, they weren't that bad. Plus, them looking good didn't hurt. "So, what? You'd try to get with me?"

"I took a contraceptive earlier", Barbelle. "So... kinda."

Blitz sighed, before he said, "Alright."

"Really", Barbelle asked, a mix of worry and excitement in her voice.

"I mean, today was really cool", he said. "I think I can get used to hanging out around you. You three aren't the worst-looking mares out there. Plus, well... you did give me a run for my money when we were younger."

"Alright!", Nets said, undoing her top and letting it fall. Her breasts sagged a little bit, however retained most of their perkiness. The tan nipples stood up to almost the same degree, bouncing up and down as she went towards him with a slight sway to her hips. "Let's get to-"

"Woah, Woah, Woah", Barbelle said. "What do you think you're doing?"

"Getting this party started!", Nets said.

Barbelle crossed her arms, asking, "And who says you get a shot? You have Goal, and-"

"Just because we fool around sometimes doesn't mean I don't also have a crush on Blitz", Nets said. "I still want a turn. Right, Goal?" The other mare nodded, her wings lifted up to make her look taller.

"Yeah, well I'm already in heat", Barbelle said. "Just 'cause I used suppressants and whatnot doesn't mean I'm not burning up."

"Girls, girls", Blitz said. When all three eyes were back on him, he pulled off his shirt with his arms, while at the same time yanking down his swim trunks with his wings. He stood before them stark naked, his muscular upper body on full display to them. His wings and legs didn't lack any of it as well, thickly corded and compacted. What drew most of their attention, however, was his cock.

The organ emerged from its sheath, growing in response to the bare breasts and the now noticeable smell of estrus. The massive rod soon stood completely erect, a pillar of masculinity that made it hard to focus on anything else. Just below it, his balls swelled slightly at the prepared organ, increasing their already decent size. Blitz noticed their attention on his cock, and couldn't help but smile.

"There's enough of the Blitz for everypony!"