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Aug 14, 2023

Is This Piece of Brisket Tryin to Get the Pipe?

Fellas, allow me to set the scene. It was a warm day, the sound of music in the air, and the aroma of mouthwatering barbecue was all around. It was the Memphis in May festival which, lest we forget is

Fellas, allow me to set the scene. It was a warm day, the sound of music in the air, and the aroma of mouthwatering barbecue was all around. It was the Memphis in May festival which, lest we forget is a celebration of music, food, and culture… and a touch of love. My beloved was having a blast exploring the different food booths, dancing to live music, and enjoying the vibrant atmosphere. But, I was horny too. Something about smoke just gets my meat feelin a little less tender. So I wandered off from my college girlfriend who I broke up with because she showed me her tits.

Next thing ya know, something unexpected happened. As I was savoring a plate of tender, juicy brisket with a side of tangy barbecue sauce, I found myself captivated by its smoky aroma and irresistible flavor but there was something special about that wet, wet center. It was like a culinary symphony playing on my taste buds- teasing my mouth clit like never before. Little did I know that this brisket would become the unexpected star of our outing.

As the day went on, I couldn't shake the memory of that brisket. It was as if a spark had ignited within me – a spark that had nothing to do with any woman I've ever been with. The more I thought about it, the more I realized I was falling head over heels for that piece of meat. It sounds bizarre, I know, but sometimes the heart wants what it wants and those lusts will not be satiated until it sits right on your face.

As the day went on, I found myself drawn to this brisket more and more. I was intrigued by the aura of rebellion that surrounded that chunk of flesh. Under the shimmering lights of the Ferris wheel, we shared our first taste of each other, a secret moment that ignited a spark neither of us could deny.

Our love was electric, charged with excitement and danger. We met in hidden corners of the fairgrounds, where the rustling leaves and the distant laughter of fairgoers masked their whispers. With every stolen taste, our passions grew stronger, defying the boundaries of their world and what is generally accepted in public tbh. Lots of people were hollerin' "why is that guy's dick hard!? Why is it so hard by a BBQ pit! DANGEROUS! Look how hard that thing is! Goodness gracious that is hard! WOW! Talk about hard. WHOA! I cant help but notice how truly hard that thing is." That was all from one dude named Rick who is a bit of a pervert.

Word of our illicit affair and my entirely too-hard penis spread like wildfire throughout the festival. Gossips reveled in the scandal, tongues wagging and judgments passed. My closest friends worried that the relationship would be a threat to my reputation. Yet, no amount of criticism could quench the fire burning between me and my brisket bride.

The next thing you know, I am tongue deep in the brisket. Typically, you start at the ends… talkin butts- You work your way to the middle while paying attention to the little bit of bark. That's usually though. This time things were different. Grabbing both sides of the juicy brisket, I shove that pink, sloppy, and wet brisket right down my throat. I was loving every minute of it as the brisket shot juice all over my face and I basked in the glory of each squirt of the thick liquid that covered my beard. I didn't mind. I could get a taste again later to remind myself of the pleasures that I had before.

After we both finished, we went our separate ways but I couldnt help but notice that a few hours later I felt empty after being so full of love and contentment. I hated that. One moment I had my fill and the next I'm lonely, horny for brisket, and had the meat sweats like you wouldn't believe. That being said, I regret nothing. Years from now I will think about this day and bask in the beautiful bounty that bounced across my mouth for a bbq banquet of brisket bottom.

Anyway, here's Wonderwall.