Threeplay.

The boy had known other girls.

One night, a girl came over. She was numbed by tequila and convenience store wine. The boy tried to find equal footing with some Irish whiskey. After some necking and some heavy petting, he suggested they move to another room. She said that sounded like a good idea. They laughed and necked some more. Then the girl commented on how many clothes she was wearing and fixed the situation the only way she knew how. She was excited and responsive and eventually she was reduced to monosyllabic utterances. The utterances grew in volume and frequency until she asked the boy for a moment to compose herself.

When the moment was over, the girl fell asleep. The boy, still clothed, laid there looking at what he had done. Eventually he got up and went to the balcony. He lit a cigarette and smoked.

The boy had known other girls, and this had happened before.

On the balcony, the boy looked to the stars and shook his fist.