Back in elementary school, Fox McCloud was sitting through another dull history class. Corneria and the Lylat system had plenty of history to them, but Fox would rather be playing outside, pretending to be a pilot with his friends.

The little fox got excited so easily! He was squirming a bit in his seat, until he realized... it wasn’t just him excited about playing outside. He might need to actually go outside... or to the bathroom. Wherever! The little fox wans’t too picky about where he piddled. Sometimes it was fun to pull his pants down and pee outdoors, off by a tree, wherever! He was totally brave and not worried about anything! (Well, as long as no one was around to see and catch the little kit.)

Fox’s teacher, an older sheep with long hair, calmly looked over the class as they wrapped up one chapter’s reading. She noticed Fox squirming in his seat a little, not the first time, and asked, “Does anyone need to be excused to the bathroom while we take a break?”

Fox raised his hand, and got to head out in a bit of a rush. He could hear a classmate or two giggle behind him. Everyone had to go to the bathroom, why was it so funny if he had to? Maybe it was just more fun to think of than Cornerian history. Fox nervously sped through the hallways, most other animals his age were in their classes - and thankfully as Fox got to the boy’s bathroom, it was empty! Or well, it looked empty. 

“That means I can use the urinal!” Fox thought to himself, it was a bit more fun, and slightly naughty. Compared to using the stall, he was pretty much lowering his pants and showing off his naked little fox parts out in the open - of a private room, alone, anyway...

Fox did the potty dance for a moment before remembering he should actually USE it before it was too late. So he walked up to the urinal, one of two, and started to undo his pants.

That’s when a gruff blue bird boy walked in the room!

Fox’s head turned, looking to see who was joining him. It was Falco Lombardi! He was taller than Fox, and looked tougher. He wasn’t known for being friendly. Fox felt a little weird, since he was about to take out his penis and pee, but Falco was right there and could see and watch him. It was pretty much all on Fox - even if Falco stepped up next to him to pee, Fox would have to stall, or pull it out right when Falco stepped nearby. Kinda weird to do when someone next to you was totally clothed, and you just pull out your little penis right there by him... he could try to hide it sorta but, he’d have to start peeing eventually...

Alternatively, Fox couldn’t just... stand there, undies out, and not pee! He’d look like a weirdo! He also wasn’t sure he wanted to look nervous or awkward in front of Falco. He should just pee and go! Fox always thought of himself as a brave fox pee-goer who could pee anywhere, any time! But... he never worried about doing it by others before, because he always made sure he was alone! It was a pretty different story when someone was staring at you, or right next to you when you were going to pee... Fox even felt his little cub penis shrink nervously as he realized he’d be showing it to another boy, possibly. What if he made fun of it? Or looked? 

Then again, there was a stall in the bathroom too - maybe he’d go in there! He could walk past Fox, go in the private potty, Fox could pee, and it’d all be fine! There wasn’t a divider or anything to hide Fox’s private parts at this urinal, and it’d be too weird for him to button up and go to the stall himself. That’d be like admitting he was too shy to pee there! (Even though he kinda was.)

“Heh...” Falco smirked, as he strolled by Fox. He was right behind him, oddly, but then he walked over to the stall to go privately instead! Fox was relieved, as was Falco, who didn’t really want to pee in front of anyone else either. It was weird! Especially if this fox was about to pee, Falco would have to walk up to another peeing boy, who had his penis out, pull out HIS penis, and then start peeing with him... he couldn’t just do that! That was weird! Thankfully, there was a stall he could use and avoid all that, maybe even wait until Fox left, but then as he tried to open the door with his wing, it was locked. 

“Huh?” Falco frowned, realizing it was either locked and unusable, or someone was in there. He heard a belt buckle cling around inside, like someone’s pants were shuffling - just enough noise for him to know that someone was in there, and he couldn’t have privacy until they were gone. 

In Falco’s case, he really had to go pee, so he could just use the urinal! He looked over at it, and Fox, who tried his best to look down and focus - his front a bit hidden to Falco, so he wouldn’t know if Fox had his weenie out, or was even peeing. But, Falco had a decision to make. Should he wait for a few minutes for this kid to get out of the private stall? Or walk over to the weird peeing fox and pee next to him? Without a divider, they’d be able to see each other’s little... private parts! As they peed! Who designed this bathroom?? Don’t they know kids appreciate their privacy?? Well, regardless, if Falco waited longer, someone else could come and take the only available urinal. He was already feeling tense and nervous, especially since he had a cool guy act to keep up!

“Fine.” Falco sighed, annoyed, and walked over to Fox, standing on his left side. He was a nervous little birdy. He felt kind of exposed having to pee in front of someone else! What if he wasn’t as big? What if they thought his penis was small or weird and told everyone about it... Falco eyed down at Fox, trying to check him first, but Fox hadn’t even taken out his penis yet!

“You just standing there?” Falco asked, laughing. 

Fox felt defensive, holding onto the front of his underpants. “No! I’m going...” the slightly sassy fox assured the bird, lowering his underwear slightly, but not enough to show his penis. Fox and Falco both knew he was stalling.

“Ha, you’re nervous.” Falco crossed his arms, not even trying to proceed with his own business, “You can’t pee in front of me ‘cause you’re nervous, can you?”

A whiny younger voice came from the stall, “Uh, I’m not nervous! Are you talking to me?”

“Stay outta this!” Falco sassed the voice from the stall, “I’m talkin’ to the little foxy here.”

“Why don’t you go ahead if you’re so brave?” Fox looked up at Falco a little annoyed. He folded his arms too, and wasn’t going to get suckered into peeing in front of him - but that made Fox’s pants fall down - standing at a urinal in his tight little white briefs. 

“Cute underwear, Fox.” Falco chuckled, “Your mom pick those out for you?” Fox was tired of being picked on, and raised his foot to swiftly step on the side of Falco’s pant leg, and tug them down - showing more of his red belly, and baby-blue briefs. “Hey! What’s the big idea!?”

Fox grinned, “Those look adorable too, bird brain. Baby blue color so everyone can tell you’re a boy, right?” Fox looked up at Falco, whose blue cheeks were turning red. Fox felt more confident, like now would be a good time to pee - and the feeling hit him too! He should just go ahead, his body really really needed to, but this was almost a bully situation! You can’t just pee in front of a bully... but Fox really needed to go...

“Stay back unless you wanna get wet.” Fox mustered up all his courage, and opened the front of his fly, as bravely as he could. He tried to keep his short little fox penis as hidden as possible, using both paws to cover and hold it, pretty sure Falco couldn’t see it! 

...But Fox tried peeing, and he couldn’t. He pulled out his little winky, and it wasn’t doing anything... he gulped, feeling a little nervous again. However, Falco seemed like he was also done with their argument - he wasn’t going to try talking to a peeing fox. He went ahead and pulled up his pants a little, to cover his embarrassing underwear, and pulled down the top of his underwear to let his penis out while he started to go. It exposed himself a bit more, but he also tried to hide his widdle private parts before peeing. His wings were big and feathery - something he’d have to watch out for when he peed, but they sure helped keep him covered. Now all he had to do was pee, but... it wasn’t happening.

Fox and Falco both stood together in silence, holding onto their little cubby penises, waiting for them to pee. But they wouldn’t. Falco and Fox occasionally looked down at their own privates to see if they would yet, but now it felt like they didn’t have to pee at all. It was VERY awkward. They could hear each other breathe and huff loudly, which meant the room was otherwise silent. Except they did hear someone pee in the stall next to them for a short moment.

“Show off.” Falco muttered under his breath.

“It’s okay to be nervous, blue boy.” Fox smirked, “It’ll happen eventually.”

“Are you talking about my dick?” Falco complained, condescendingly. “Hey I think this guy’s talkin’ about my dick!”

“I don’t SEE one.” The fox laughed, “How can I talk about it? I don’t think he even has one...”

“EXCUSE YOU.” Falco’s face heated up, “I HAVE ONE, IT’S RIGHT HERE.” Falco shook his wings - not necessarily showing off the tiny penis hidden between them. “Yours is so small, you gotta use both hands, and I still can’t see it.”

Fox argued back, in one of the weirdest arguments of his life, at a urinal, with his little peepee out. “If I use both hands it’s because all my fingers can fit on it. It’s fine!”

“Ha! Well, I use both hands too, so...” Falco started to yell, however, the breeze of air from showing his penis off just a bit more as he argued about its amazing size and appearance, tickled his tip enough to make some pee come out. He gasped, and finally felt himself peeing a bit more, and he silently aimed himself at the urinal.

“Can you two keep it down out there?” The chubby voice from the stall politely asked, though, thankfully, Falco was gonna be quiet now!

“Aww, the baby bird finally went. What a good boy~” Fox teased, before turning back to his urinal - the sound of Falco peeing felt like it was helping remind his body what to do, and he slowly felt it coming as well.

“Shut up.” Falco moaned, his little penis feeling so relieved and tingly, finally able to empty out. He even eyed over and caught a tiny glimpse of Fox’s little penis. It was fuzzy, with light-colored fur, like Fox head on his head and muzzle, with an itty bitty pink tip! It was pretty small, but it wasn’t much different from Falco’s, so he couldn’t quite make fun of him for it. Fox on the other hand didn’t even bother looking at Falco’s, since the slight sight of feathers made it look like it’d be too difficult.

Fox rubbed his little penis gently as it tinkled next to Falco. It was actually kind of fun peeing near someone! Just, anyone besides Falco would have been better to pee with. Even whoever was in the stall! Fox didn’t quite understand this tingle of pleasure as he peed, but he’d think more on it next time he had to go.

Falco looked down at his little penis as the big part was over, and most of his pee was out! His pretty, feathery, red and blue winky did a good job. It shrank a little nervously, but he gazed down at it gently like looking over eggs in a nest - getting a glimpse of his feathery balls too, admiring himself, and keeping it all private from the weird fox he ran into today.

The two boys finished up, shaking their little penises to get every last drop out, before getting their pants back on. Fox looked up as Falco as he bent down and pulled up his pants, on guard from the rude bird. They washed their paws and wings, thankful they didn’t wet themselves, and with Falco now carrying the image of Fox’s cute little peeing penis in his head. He wouldn’t forget it, as the two would have more run-ins and arguments far into their future.