Thigh Sex

I first started masturbating, and continued to get myself off all hrough my teenage years until, for no significant reason that I can remember, I decided to try and then switched to stroking, by working my penis in and out between my thighs.  I would lay on my back in bed before going to sleep, pj bottoms off, and - I suppose this is kind of odd, though I knew other guys who could do it at that age (junior high - ish) - press my balls back up into my lower abdomen. This never caused me any discomfort then and apparently didn't do any lasting harm (if my fertility, sex drive and for lack of a better term, ability over the following 40+ years is any indication) but I won't say it's a good idea and I'll give it a "don't try this at home!" label for our younger readers. How I knew other guys could do this was from one of those gym shower moments when one of my classmates (I do not even remember who) said, "hey can you guys still do this?) and proceeded to pop his balls up into himself. A couple guys, then I, just said, "yeah." And that was it. No further discussion. Which was probably fortunate. Anyway, I'd be there in my bed with my balls out of the way for the time being, and I'd lube up the insides of the top of my thighs with hand lotion, cross my legs at my ankles so my legs were together, press on the top of my shaft an inch or two below my glans with just two fingers of my right hand then gently push my penis (which was usually already erect by this point) down between my thighs. Once it was all the way down and I could feel the tip hit the sheet (I was already 7" by the time I was 13) I'd gently press my thights together and with the lube now slickening both my legs and my penis, this would cause my erection to spring back up and out from between my thighs, where I would intercept it on it's arc (to where it wanted to lay back pointing towards my face and chest at about a 45 degree angle) with the same two fingers and then plunge it down into the snug, slick cleft between my thighs again. Then I'd gently squeeze my legs together, up my penis would pop, and down my hand would gently press it once again.  I'd repeat this process more or less steadily for several minutes, maybe five, maybe ten, but not so long as i ever needed to re-lube before finishing, usualy. The particularly strong sensations this method provided are, iin retrospect not surprising, but during my teen years I was entranced by them and while my climax was invariably predictable I had no complaints about achieving orgasm at the first opportunity. I honestly wasn't aware that there was any other option, really. I'd glide in and out beteen my thighs, getting more excited then reach the point of no return ("oh yeah, here it comes!") and in another four or five more increasingly pleasurable passes I'd suddenly be there and clamp my penis between my thighs as I ejaculated on my legs or onto the bed (I quickly learned to put a t-shirt that was bound for the laundry, or some tissues underneath my thights before I started, so I wouldn't stain the sheets) beneath me and have what i can still now honestly say, were pretty good orgasms; short, but very strong. The onlly variation I had to this method, which I used almost exclusively until just before I went to college at 17, was to do it in the shower, with hair conditioner instead of hand lotion, and standing up. I'd lean back in the corner against the walls at the head of the tub, out of the shower spray so the conditioner wouldn't wash away as I did myself. I'd usually have to go faster, particularly in the morning since we all had to take turns in the one shower, but I never had any trouble getting myself off when I wanted to. The noise of the shower drowned out my occasional gasp or moan as I came (I hoped!) and made cleanup near instantaneous.  As I said, I did switch over to sroking before I went to college, but from junior high through high school, that''s the main way I masturbated. A bit different, I guess. When I was a little older, I tried it a few times to see if I still liked it. But I found my testicles would no longer confortably rise up into my abdomen, and leaving them down, where of course they belonged, they were pretty much in the way, so I gave up on sex with my own thighs as a means of masturbation.