Dec 31, 2025

Captain America: Happy New Year

Drawing of cheerful Steve Rogers with sparklers in one hand and a bottle of champagne in the other. Steve’s torso is covered in streaks of morale boosted by all the G.I.s who met Captain America during the holiday season. As sparks fly and champagne gushes out of the bottle, Captain shouts “Happy New Year!”

Drawing of cheerful Steve Rogers with sparklers in one hand and a bottle of champagne in the other. His stars-and-striped thong is pulled below his balls, showing off Steve’s massive erection. As sparks fly, champagne gushes out of the bottle, and a huge load shoots out of Captain’s cock in a trifecta of festive bursts, covering his nude body in all manner of discharge, he shouts “Happy New Year!”


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Dec 27, 2025

The Dukes of Hazzard: Goonshine

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Drawing of Luke and Bo Duke in a dimly lit barn full of moonshine jugs. Bo, dressed only in jeans and covered with streaks of semen from head to toe, is holding one jug to Luke’s nose. Luke stands next to Bo, sniffing the jug and looking confused. “Damn, this batch of moonshine is strong! The smell alone makes me...kinda horny?” says Luke, mindlessly pulling down his jeans. “What’s in it, Bo?” “I dunno, cuz, but I’ve been huffing these bottles all night,” cheerfully replies Bo. “We gotta come up with a name for this stuff. I’m thinking goonshine!”

Drawing of Luke and Bo Duke in a dimly lit barn full of moonshine jugs. Bo, dressed only in jeans and covered with streaks of semen from head to toe, is holding one jug to Luke’s nose. Luke stands next to Bo, sniffing the jug and looking confused. “Damn, this batch of moonshine is strong! The smell alone makes me...kinda horny?” says Luke, his hand reaching to pull down his white panties. The panties’ front is stuck to Luke’s dripping pussy in a cameltoe. “What’s in it, Bo?” “I dunno, cuz, but I’ve been huffing these bottles all night,” cheerfully replies Bo. “We gotta come up with a name for this stuff. I’m thinking goonshine!”

Drawing of Luke and Bo Duke in a dimly lit barn full of moonshine jugs. Bo, dressed only in jeans and covered with streaks of semen from head to toe, is holding one jug to Luke’s nose. Luke stands next to Bo, buck naked, sniffing the jug and looking confused. “Damn, this batch of moonshine is strong! The smell alone makes me...kinda horny?” says Luke as precum streams from his fully erect cock. “What’s in it, Bo?” “I dunno, cuz, but I’ve been huffing these bottles all night,” cheerfully replies Bo. “We gotta come up with a name for this stuff. I’m thinking goonshine!”


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Dec 20, 2025

Supernatural: Christmas Gifts

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Drawing of Dean Winchester wearing only white and green socks, with a huge gift box magically floating in the air in front of his crotch. Sam is standing in front of him, also naked save for his red socks, with a regular sized gift box held in front of him, obviously by magic. “Sammy, it took me a while, but I made you an awesome Christmas gift!” excitedly says Dean, and his inhumanly large erection peeks from under the box lid. “Did you take dick enhancement pills from a gas station and edge all day? Again?” grins Sam, shaking the empty pill bottle. “Great! You can stand on all fives while I fuck you into the new year!”

Drawing of Dean Winchester wearing only white and green socks, with a huge gift box magically floating in the air in front of his crotch. Sam is standing in front of him, also naked save for his red socks, fat hard cock pointing up. “Sammy, it took me a while, but I made you an awesome Christmas gift!” excitedly says Dean, and his inhumanly large erection peeks from under the box lid. “Did you take dick enhancement pills from a gas station and edge all day? Again?” grins Sam, shaking the empty pill bottle. “Great! You can stand on all fives while I fuck you into the new year!”

 

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Dec 13, 2025

Superman: Naughty List (or Pa Kent Spanks Clark on Christmas)

Drawing of Clark Kent bent over Pa Kent’s knee on a couch next to a Christmas tree. Jonathan Kent is dressed in a ratty white undershirt with no pants, and Clark is wearing his red briefs and a festive Santa hat to match. Clark’s hairy ass is red from Pa’s belt. “Did you blow every man in Kansas to get on the naughty list again, Clark?” says Jonathan Kent with a smirk, holding the belt at the ready. “You know I did, Dad!” Clark looks over the shoulder, cum dripping from his chin. “Somebody put mistletoe over a gloryhole at the truck stop, how could I not?”

Drawing of Clark Kent bent over Pa Kent’s knee on a couch next to a Christmas tree. Jonathan Kent is dressed in a ratty white undershirt with no pants, and Clark is naked save for a festive Santa hat. Clark’s hairy ass is red from Pa’s belt, his cock leaking profusely. “Did you blow every man in Kansas to get on the naughty list again, Clark?” says Jonathan Kent with a smirk, holding the belt at the ready. “You know I did, Dad!” Clark looks over the shoulder, cum dripping from his chin. “Somebody put mistletoe over a gloryhole at the truck stop, how could I not?”


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Dec 6, 2025

Venom: Facetime Gooning

Drawing of drooling Eddie Brock with his ass up on a cum-stained mattress in the dark, lit by his phone. Eddie’s well-worn white boxer briefs are about to come apart as he humps the pillows stuffed underneath him. In one hand Eddie is holding a phone, and a bottle of poppers in the other. “Come on, Eddie, keep on humping your dirty mattress,” says Venom over Facetime. “Yeah, this is how you like it. Don’t touch your cock. Thrust it. Hump your bed. Hump that slimy pillow. Hump your toys,” Venom continues while Eddie’s ass is going up and down, his movements growing more and more erratic and desperate as his orgasm approaches. “Make that ass bounce, gooner.”

Drawing of drooling Eddie Brock with his ass up on a cum-stained mattress in the dark, lit by his phone. Eddie is naked, his boxers around his knees. There’s a big, glittery dildo sticking out of his hairy ass, and a fleshlight visible underneath him. In one hand Eddie is holding a phone, and a bottle of poppers in the other. “Come on, Eddie, keep on humping your dirty mattress,” says Venom over Facetime. “Yeah, this is how you like it. Don’t touch your cock. Thrust it. Hump your bed. Hump that slimy pillow. Hump your toys,” Venom continues while Eddie’s ass is going up and down, his movements growing more and more erratic and desperate as his orgasm approaches. “Make that ass bounce, gooner.”

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Nov 29, 2025

King Arthur’s Bouncy Castle

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Drawing of himbo King Arthur wearing knee-high football socks with pink stripes, a white-and-pink jockstrap, and a crown over his backwards ball cap. He’s in a small purple-and-pink bouncy castle made of shiny translucent plastic. Arthur’s legs are bent at the knee and spread wide apart, and his hands are behind his back, giving the King ample room to bounce his bubble butt up and down. His phone and a few tiny brown bottles are bouncing around the castle with him. Arthur’s eyes are crossed, his mouth gaping wide, drooling on his blond goatee. “O Merlin! What magic is this?” ejaculates Arthur, while his asshole quivers with every jolly bounce, and nipples perk up. “How didst thou make me a castle so bouncy?”

Drawing of himbo King Arthur wearing knee-high football socks with pink stripes, a white-and-pink jockstrap, and a crown over his backwards ball cap. He’s in a small purple-and-pink bouncy castle made of shiny translucent plastic. Arthur’s legs are bent at the knee and spread wide apart, and his hands are behind his back, giving the King ample room to bounce his bubble butt up and down. His phone and a few tiny brown bottles are bouncing around the castle with him. Arthur’s eyes are crossed, his mouth gaping wide, drooling on his blond goatee. “O Merlin! What magic is this?” ejaculates Arthur, while his pussy gets wet, his clit grows bigger with each jolly bounce, and nipples perk up. “How didst thou make me a castle so bouncy?”

Drawing of himbo King Arthur wearing knee-high football socks with pink stripes, a white-and-pink jockstrap, and a crown over his backwards ball cap. He’s in a small purple-and-pink bouncy castle made of shiny translucent plastic. Arthur’s legs are bent at the knee and spread wide apart, and his hands are behind his back, giving the King ample room to bounce his bubble butt up and down. His phone and a few tiny brown bottles are bouncing around the castle with him. Arthur’s eyes are crossed, his mouth gaping wide, drooling on his blond goatee. “O Merlin! What magic is this?” ejaculates Arthur, while his blushing pink cock grows harder with each jolly bounce, and nipples perk up. “How didst thou make me a castle so bouncy?”


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Nov 22, 2025

The Witcher Recasting

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Drawing of Henry Cavill as Geralt of Rivia leaning over Liam Hemsworth as Geralt of Rivia, lying on the floor with his ass in the air and legs wide open. Both men are dressed only in their underwear, Liam’s white boxer briefs tightening over his bulge. Folding chairs with the actors’ names are visible in the background, and copies of screenplays are lying around. “Damn, training my own replacement is much more fun than I thought!” says Henry. “All this grunting, and huffing, and growling comes to you so naturally. You’ll be a great Witcher, man!” Henry spits on Liam’s crotch with a grin. “That new Superman guy wants me to share some tips with him, too! He’s so hyped for the role I bet he’ll end up taking more than a tip!” “Shut up and fuck me already!” shouts Liam.

Drawing of naked Henry Cavill as Geralt of Rivia leaning over naked Liam Hemsworth as Geralt of Rivia, lying on the floor with his ass in the air and legs wide open. Liam’s soft cock is leaking precum on his stomach, and a chain of large silicone beads is sticking out of his asshole. Folding chairs with the actors’ names are visible in the background, and copies of screenplays are lying around. “Damn, training my own replacement is much more fun than I thought!” says Henry. “All this grunting, and huffing, and growling comes to you so naturally. You’ll be a great Witcher, man!” Henry spits into Liam’s ass with a grin. “And look at that hole opening for me! You done this before? Have your big brothers made you their bitch?” “Shut up and fuck me already!” shouts Liam.


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Nov 15, 2025

Star-Lord's Bate

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Nov 8, 2025

Captain Boomerang: Oi!

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Drawing of Digger “Captain Boomerang” Harkness of the Suicide Squad fame, relaxing in a crimson beanbag chair. Captain is dressed in his blue track jacket and a white tank top, with a gold chain hanging from his neck, but no pants. His hairy legs are wide open. In one hand he’s holding a small bottle labelled “Task Force XXX”, while the other is over his wet pussy, middle finger going inside. “Oi! Get over here, faggot!” shouts Captain Boomerang, a gold tooth shining in his mouth. “Get on your knees and eat Daddy’s pussy! Make Dad squirt on your face!”

Drawing of Digger “Captain Boomerang” Harkness of the Suicide Squad fame, relaxing in a crimson beanbag chair. Captain is dressed in his blue track jacket and a white tank top, with a gold chain hanging from his neck, but no pants. His legs are wide open, and his hairy ass crack is visible through the holes in his underwear. In one hand he’s holding a small bottle labelled “Task Force XXX”, and with the other he’s grabbing his junk inside the piss-stained tightie whities, middle finger peeking outside. “Oi! Get over here, faggot!” shouts Captain Boomerang, a gold tooth shining in his mouth. “Come rub your stupid face all over Daddy’s crotch and beg for cock.”

Drawing of Digger “Captain Boomerang” Harkness of the Suicide Squad fame, relaxing in a crimson beanbag chair. Captain is dressed in his blue track jacket and a white tank top, with a gold chain hanging from his neck, but no pants. His legs are wide open, showing Captain’s unruly crotch hair. In one hand he’s holding a small bottle labelled “Task Force XXX”, while the other is firmly grasping his cock with a dirty torn sock over it, stained with semen. “Oi! Get over here, faggot!” shouts Captain Boomerang, a gold tooth shining in his mouth. “Daddy gonna stuff his sock in your mouth and his cock in your ass.”


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Nov 1, 2025

Supernatural: Magic Fingers

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Drawing of FTM Dean Winchester shamelessly splayed naked on a dingy motel bed covered in a variety of stains. Sam’s on a bed with his feet on the pillows, holding his brother’s legs wide open on Sam’s thighs. Sam is only half visible, his white briefs bulging next to Dean’s hairy pussy. The room is dimly lit with one lamp, underneath which there on a bed stand sits the Magic Fingers coin slot, advertising itself as a 25 cent masturbation service. The slot is covered in white stains. “Hey, Sammy!” grins Dean, holding a large bottle of lube and gesturing with his two fingers. “You ever tried to finger yourself on one of these magic beds? I gotta tell you, it’s worth a quarter!”

Drawing of Dean Winchester, dressed in long-unwashed boxer briefs, shamelessly splayed on a dingy motel bed covered in a variety of stains. Sam’s on a bed with his feet on the pillows, holding his brother’s legs wide open on Sam’s thighs. Sam is only half visible, his white briefs bulging next to Dean’s crotch, their balls comfortably resting against each other’s. The room is dimly lit with one lamp, underneath which there on a bed stand sits the Magic Fingers coin slot, advertising itself as a 25 cent masturbation service. The slot is covered in white stains. “Hey, Sammy!” grins Dean, holding a large bottle labelled “Pun Oil”. “This Magic Fingers bed must be good, look at all the stains! There’s so many loads on these sheets. Let’s add some of ours, too!”

Drawing of Dean Winchester shamelessly splayed naked on a dingy motel bed covered in a variety of stains. Sam’s on a bed with his feet on the pillows, holding his brother’s legs wide open on Sam’s thighs. Sam is only half visible, his white briefs bulging next to Dean’s crotch, nearly touching the balls. The room is dimly lit with one lamp, underneath which there on a bed stand sits the Magic Fingers coin slot, advertising itself as a 25 cent masturbation service. The slot is covered in white stains. “Hey, Sammy!” grins Dean, absentmindedly caressing his turgid cock with a ring at the base. “Put your magic fingers to my magic spot, I got a magic trick to show you. It’s called a week’s load.”


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