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Upon the "Play" button being pressed, the video titled "al_jo_leon_42_raw_bts_part_1.mp4" began, fading in to three people sitting on a black leather couch: a tall white canine and two identical twin rabbits sitting on either side of him. Pop music was playing softly in the background, slightly muffled so that it was harder to tell exactly what the song was, or to clearly discern any words.

The twins were wearing equally identical form-fitting dark blue tank-tops, black fingerless gloved that appeared to have been made of wool, wood camo cargo shorts, and blue-and-white-striped beanies over their lop ears, the tips of which rested on their shoulders.

The tall canine, on the other hand, was not wearing anything on his torso, showing off his bare chest, and a pair of pink scars that showed through his white fur. His black jeans were a bit loose and baggy, and he was also wearing a beanie, though his was black-and-yellow-striped, with the legend "Hufflepuff" sewn into the turn-up, which was only readable when he turned his head to his left.

They all waved and smiled, each intoning, "Hello!"

"I'm Alaric!" said the rabbit on the canine's left.

"I'm Josef!" added the other rabbit, hooking his small hand into the canine's right elbow, giving it a little shake. "And this is..."

"Call me Leon," answered the canine, who was clearly not full-blooded, as his wings were folded neatly to his back.

"Welcome to the first part of the Behind the Scenes edition of this episode of Al and Jo's Adventures," said Al, mirroring his brother to nestle up against Leon's bicep and wiggling his hips.

"If you're watching this, chances are you donated to the website and were given access to special behind the scenes of our episodes," continued Jo.

"And I'm here," added Leon a bit nervously, smirking. The rabbits both snorted and patted him on a knee each.

"Of course you're here, you were the special guest," said Al softly. Leon bit his lip and nodded bashfully as the rabbit turned to address the camera. "Anyway, this first part will be released to the public, for free, as incentive to donate and see the remaining parts! So, thanks in advance for your support! We can't do this show without you, and it'll mean a lot for you to donate and keep your favorite show running."

"Unless they're pirating us," muttered Jo as an aside, but Al only spared him a brief glance before looking back at the camera again.

"Anyway, without further ado, please enjoy these raw, mostly-unedited segments of episode forty... Two? Three?" He turned to look at the other two, Leon shrugging helplessly.

"I've only gotten to episode ten, I couldn't tell you which one I was in."

Jo snorted, leaning in to Leon and running his small hand down the canine's thigh, the microphone picking up his soft groan. "Anyway, the three of us here won't waste _this_footage, of course, so we'll splice in clips of us having some fun right on this couch to bookend each part. We don't know how many parts there'll be until we get it all together, so maybe we'll just release this whole thing separately without cuts later!"

Leon's large hands appeared at the twin's waists as he tugged them in to his chest, and they both giggled, nestling against him. "As always," said Al, his hand slipping down to cup over the hybrid's groin, "please enjoy the show." The three waved and smiled for a few seconds, Jo sitting up and reaching out to cup Leon's cheek, turning his head to pull him into a kiss.

Al didn't seem to notice at first, and was still waving as the view faded to black.

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Fading back in, the view was pointed straight down as white stripes passed by from the top of the frame to the bottom. The footage was clearly handheld, two shadows appearing as they mounted the sidewalk from the crossing. "Is it recording?" asked a soft voice, and the camera panned up, then spun around, facing a pair of identical twin rabbits, whose lips both spread into happy, welcoming grins.

"Hey, there!" they both said together as they looked into the lens, the one holding the camera reaching up and turning over the handheld's screen so that they could see themselves.

"I'm Alaric!" said the twin holding the camera.

"And I'm Josef," said the other, winking one green eye.

"And welcome back to Al and Jo's Adventures!" the twins exclaimed together, both holding up their available hands to give peace signs to the camera.

"We're trolling a park here in New Jersey," said Al, turning the camera to pan around the immediate area, indeed lighting upon a sizable public park with stone trails, small ponds, and parkgoers mingling about. In the distance, the camera's microphone picked up the sounds of music of various genres before the view turned back to the twins, who were walking along a path.

Both of the twins were brown and white lop-eared rabbits, with markings that matched each other fairly closely, down to a thumb-sized brown spot much like a beauty mark just below their left cheekbone.

Al was watching the camera, occasionally peeking forward, while Jo kept looking around, squinting in the clearly late-afternoon sun. With simultaneous movements, the pair extracted sunglasses from the necks of their deep purple-colored T-shirts, both bearing the legend "Drink Up!" with the picture of a martini glass and olive speared on a toothpick on the front. "Hopefully we'll find someone today, yeah?" said Al, perching his shades upon the bridge of his short muzzle. "It's been a little while, hasn't it, Jo?"

"Yeah, been way too long since I had a good f--"

"Ah-ah!" scolded Al, turning the camera to bring some passing children into view briefly before turning it back to himself and his twin. "Nothing too vulgar until we're alone, Jo-Jo."

Jo's response was to stick his tongue out at Al, who let out a soft, almost girlish little laugh. But, Jo paused, his frame going behind Al as the camera rabbit walked for a few more paces. "Al, over there." Al turned to look where his brother was facing, the camera's view soon following. "Over there, on the bench. The one with the guitar," said Jo's voice.

The camera's view shifted quite a bit before coming to rest on the target. Indeed, the male the video was focusing on had an acoustic guitar leaning on the seat next to him as he chewed on the bite of a fast-food burrito he'd just taken as the camera's view had fallen on him. "White dog?" said Al's voice, and Jo made a noise of affirmation. "Looks like a hybrid."

Indeed, the canine's white bat-like wings were draped over his shoulders like a cloak, and Al zoomed in on his elbows as the black scales caught the light of the sun. "Dragon hybrid," amended Jo, and the camera's view dipped just a little bit to catch the shadows of the two rabbits looking at each other. "You think he'd be down?" asked Jo's voice, slightly quieter.

"Couldn't hurt to ask, the worst we'd get is 'no'," Al answered, and the camera lifted again, keeping the canine in the distance in frame just as he was dropping the crumpled foil into the bin beside him.

"Oh, shit," breathed Jo as the hybrid leaned back, spreading his legs just a little bit as he stretched. "Al, pan down."

For a second, there was a pause, then the camera's view zoomed in, directly upon the tall male's groin. "Oh, fuck," whispered Al's voice. "It looks like he's got a softball down the front of his pants. You think it's real?"

"God, I hope so, and I really hope he's into dudes. Gaydar, don't fail me now."

With that, the zoom pulling back to default as the canine stood, briefly lifting his blue baseball cap to brush back his long hair and picking up his guitar. After slinging it across his back, he pulled the hat's brim down low over his eyes so that it cast the top half of his face in shadow from the sun, and began making his way along the trail the rabbits were on.

Al turned the camera back onto himself, biting his lip excitedly and hopping up and down, before turning the view back to his brother, who was approaching the stranger. "Hello!" said Jo cheerfully, and the canine returned the greeting with a polite wave and a friendly-looking smile. He shot the camera a curious look before his gaze returned to the rabbit before him.

"Hey, there," he said, his voice light, looking down at Jo, who was almost a full foot shorter than him. "How can I help you?"

"I'm Josef, and this--" Jo indicated the camerabunny. "--is my brother, Alaric. We represent a male model agency, and we happened to catch sight of you here today, Mister..."

"Call me Leon," answered the hybrid, turning his head to look at the camera again, his visible eye squinting, though whether it was out of suspicion or the sun was bothering him was left up to interpretation. "But... Eh, you probably don't want me."

"Who says?" asked Al, and Jo shot him a look. Leon, meanwhile, blinked idly at the rabbit behind the camera, then turned back to Jo as he spoke.

"Seriously, though, I'm not exactly pretty. I'm tall, sure, but I don't think I'd fit as a model." He lifted his hands, wiggling his fingers. "And I've got calluses, so I don't even think I'd be a good hand or foot model, either." Jo and Al both snorted, and Leon smiled, politely inclining his head as he started walking again, still facing Jo as he headed for a tunnel entrance nearby that was flanked by a pair of bushes. "So, thanks, but I don't wanna waste y'all's time--"

"We can pay you in advance," interjected the twins together, and Jo even reached behind him, the camera panning down to catch Jo pulling out his wallet as the rabbit moved after Leon, grasped his wrist, and pulled him along the path toward the tunnel. Al caught up just as Jo pressed two green notes into Leon's large palm, zooming in to see two fifty-dollar bills.

"You probably need it, right?" said Jo, looking up at Leon's face.

The edge of the frame was below Leon's eyes as the camera zoomed out again, catching sight of his lips going thin as his jaw flexed, and his head turned to the camera. "...I can't take this money yet," he said quietly, leaning down to speak to Jo in an undertone. "I don't like getting free money, not this much."

Jo caught Leon's hand as it extended back towards him, and he shook his head. "If you agree to work for it, you'll do more than enough to earn it," said Jo, and Al panned the camera up as Leon shifted his hat a little higher on his head.

His eyes were narrowed as he stared at the money for several more moments, before his expression slackened and a look of dawning realization lit his face, and he turned to look at the camera again, then back to Jo. He was suddenly looking quite nervous as his fingers closed over the bills and he moved his fist to his chest. "What d'you need me to do?"

Jo looked over to Al with an excited smile before turning to the tunnel and grabbing Leon's wrist, pulling him to the shade. "Come over here; I need to check and make sure of something before anything is set in stone." Leon stumbled a little bit in Jo's wake, but the camera panned off to the the right just as a bus, its engine rumbling loudly, drowned out the rest of the words, and there was an obvious and jarring cut in the footage, the audio skipping.

Suddenly, most of the lens was obscured by Al's finger, the microphone catching Jo's voice saying, very quickly, "--and you'll get paid per hour, as well as a percentage of the views once the video peaks. For the record, you're okay with being recorded from here on out, right? We're in a public place, so legally we don't need your permission, but we were technically filming under false pretenses--"

"What? N-no, it's fine, I mean-- So, you're, uh... Not a modeling agency?" The camera's view, now unobstructed with a soft scuffing sound against the microphone, panned up to get Leon in frame. Jo was standing to Leon's left side, his slim body blocking Leon's waist from the view of the other end of the short tunnel, as he leaned casually against the wall.

"No, we're the stars of an internet porn series," said Al, his tone apologetic, the camera facing his brother across from him. "Sorry for the lie, but all this'll be cut out from the final product. It'll just be for the donators to see, yeah?"

"And I'm... What, just another dick?" Leon asked, though he sounded more curious than anything else.

"Well, that depends," said Jo, sounding breathless. He glanced at Al, his ears drooping a bit as he corrected himself. "I mean, no. Like Al said, the final video's gonna be short, sure, but there'll be behind the scenes, and you can join us for a commentary and all that, so you'll get plenty of screentime, but..." Jo leaned over to look behind Al, and the camera shifted to pan down, catching that Leon's belt was unbuckled and Jo's fingers were hooked into the waistband. "Look, I just wanna make sure of something."

Leon's hand pulled the hem of his shirt up a little further. "I mean..." There was a sigh, and a shifting of fabric as if he was shrugging. "Go ahead, I guess. Help yourself, and all that."

With that, there was a brief pause before Jo's fingers unclasped the button of Leon's jeans, tugging them forward, then down. The prominent bulge that had filled out the front of the trousers was not, in fact, fake. "H-holy shit," hissed Jo, as Al gasped audibly from behind the camera. "Are you part horse!?" The penis that had been revealed was long and thick, still mostly-soft, but already starting to twitch and rise to attention. "Fuck. And you said you've never been in porn?"

"I mean, I've not really tried to get into it," mumbled Leon, his other hand coming down to tug his waistband back up. "You have to know why I'm busking for spare change in a city park, right?"

"Oh, you mean you're-- Shit, I was joking about-- I thought--"

"It's fine. You're right, and... Honestly, I'm desperate enough." The camera's view panned back as Leon looked nervously between them. "So, uh. Do we do this here, or...?"

"No, of course not, it's the middle of the afternoon, we gotta get back to the studio, sign a contract..." Jo started ticking off the list on his fingers as Leon hastened to fasten his button and belt, looking relieved. "...call a clinic to schedule an exam so we can go bareback just to really set up that this was impromptu, all that standard stuff. Although..." Jo paused, looking down at the hybrid's waistline and biting his lip, before looking to Al.

There was a brief pause again as Leon looked back and forth between them. "What?"

"After we sign the contract back at the studio," said Al quietly, the camera pointed at Leon's chest as he moved in close, the three of them moving to the tunnel's exit with Jo holding Leon's wrist, "would you allow us to film with you, behind the scenes? With condoms, obviously. Once you get your exam results, we'll be able to go bareback without issue, but... Well, Jo really wants to test you out, and he's not known for his patience."

As Al slowed, the camera caught Jo's hand coming up against Windy's bare as he flipped his brother off, sticking his tongue out as well. "Like you don't wanna ride in his lap, too." Leon let out a little laugh, looking over his shoulder at the camera, looking a little self conscious as he rolled his shoulders. The frayed edges of the large, roughly-cut hole in the back of the plain blue, somewhat faded, T-shirt stretched a little bit from the action.

"If I said I didn't really wanna, I'd be lying," he said, biting his lip as they headed to the parking lot across the street. "And it's been a while. Nine months, I think? Yeah, I'm down."

"Luckily, we got rubbers meant for horses," Jo said as the camera panned to look straight down, his voice fading away as the view darkened into blackness. "So we're gonna have a lot of fun...."

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The view faded back in a moment later, right where it left off at the start of the video, Leon and Jo's lips locked together. His large hands slipped down from the twins' waists and instead to the curve of their butts, giving them both a gentle squeeze. Al finally stopped waving, turning to address his brother and Leon, and pulled on a bemused expression upon noticing they started without him.

The camera's microphone didn't catch his soft murmur, but white words appeared at the bottom of the screen as he reached out to curl his fingers under Leon's chin: "Don't keep him to yourself, bro."

"You knew when you met me that I was greedy," Jo shot back, and Leon snorted, turning his head away from Al briefly before moving with the guiding hand, which moved back down to the front of the hybrid's black jeans to rub down, then cup the growing bulge, pulling it up, then lowering it back down again. The thin fingers curled down, then in, squeezing the hefty-looking sac through the fabric.

Leon broke the kiss, his very long tongue slipping out from within Al's maw to hang loosely, nearly six inches from his bottom lip. He groaned softly and leaned in to press his forehead against Al's, releasing Jo's buttock to reach out, instead pushing his fingers under the waistband of Al's cargo shorts to get to the rabbit's butt unobstructed. Meanwhile, Jo took the opportunity to lower himself to Leon's lap, his hands working to unbuckle the belt and unclasp the button, tugging the fly down and reaching in for himself.

Al wasn't to be left out, however, and his hand joined Jo's just as his and Leon's lips locked together again. Both rabbits were moaning, Al's voice obviously muffled whilst Jo's was clear, both of them rubbing at the fronts of their own shorts with their free right hands, as their lefts were fishing a tall tower of deep red flesh out of Leon's pants.

Just as Leon's penis sprung up from within the fabric and Jo leaned in towards it, his mouth open and ready to accept it, the view faded to black, all sounds growing more quiet until it was silent. After just a moment, bold-font white words popped up on the video: "PLEASE DONATE TO SEE PART 2!"

And then, the video ended, a replay icon appearing in the middle of the player.