Timon and Pumbaa were very happy in the falls. They had everything they could ever need and still lived close enough to the rest of their friends. There had been a point when the two felt they had been missing something. Simba had grown up and gone to rule over the Pride Lands. The pair were proud of their adopted son and still kept in touch with him but there had been a period of time when Timon and Pumbaa began to miss the company of a third. Of course the meerkat and warthog were still very happy together and kept on living their carefree lives, but in the back of their minds they were both missing those days of having a much younger Simba around…

They didn’t stay a duo for long. It seemed that lost cubs were just naturally drawn to them. While searching for the delicacy grub, Utamu, the pair came upon a small and young honey badger. He instantly grew attached to them and the next thing they knew, Bunga had joined them in the falls, filling that old spot left behind. 

But Bunga was older now but still young and excitable. The honey badger was happy with them and in the falls. He was best friends with Simba’s son, Kion, and a part of the lion guard. The two supported Bunga and were always there for him whenever they needed him. Things were kept exciting by the honey badger’s presence in one way or another. 

With the experience of raising a lion, the pair felt equipped to raise a growing honey badger. Speaking of which, the time eventually came for Bunga to learn about mating. It came out of nowhere for them: Pumbaa had been looking for the badger and found him in a more secluded part of the fox. The younger mammal was playing with his erect cock. Clearly inexperienced, he was rubbing the twitching flesh without any finesse. Small grunts came from him, a mix of both pleasure and frustration. 

Timon and Pumbaa knew the time would be coming sooner or later. They took it upon themselves to educate Bunga on sexual things like mating and pleasuring himself. It was just like teaching Simba. The confusion, surprise, and then the melting from what he would feel. They didn’t get that much sleep that night but Bunga had learned a lot and they had all felt much closer to each other since then…

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Bunga had been gone the last few days, staying with the other lion guard members in the lair. Timon and Pumbaa trusted that he would be fine with his friends but did worry about him sometimes. 

“Timon! Pumbaa! I’m back!” Bunga called. The much older but still young honey badger announced his return to the falls, much to the meerkat and warthog’s joy. They met each other and the first thing they did was embrace. 

”Sorry, I was gone for so long,” Bunga said. He hadn’t intended to but there had been a steady string of incidents and problems that the lion guard had to take care of. When there was finally a chance to relax Bunga was off to see his guardians again. 

”Oh, don’t worry about it. We’re just glad that you’re back,” Timon said. “We’ve actually got something we want to show you. A little “welcome back” surprise, just for you.” 

”Really?!” Bunga asked, perking up with a bright buck-toothed smile on his face. “What is it?”

Just like that, Timon pushed himself forwards. His mouth was connected to Bunga’s, leading the badger into a sudden but tender kiss. Bunga was bigger than Timon but not by too much. Just by pulling himself up a bit, the meerkat was able to deeply kiss the younger male. Bunga was surprised at first but he was quick to return the kiss, feeling his body heating up from their tongues touching. 

Bunga wrapped his own arms around Timon, pulling him in closer. The kiss was broken and Timon slipped out of Bunga’s grip. Taking his place was Pumbaa. The warthog strolled over and pressed his own mouth to Bunga’s with greater ease than Timon. The warthog’s larger and thicker tongue connected with Bunga’s and they both began to moan. 

When this kiss came to an end Pumbaa stepped back and Bunga’s erection was clear enough to see. It had fully eased out of his sheath, his pink inches were twitching and there was a light blush on Bunga’s face. 

”Ah, there it is,” Timon said as he came in close to Bunga again. He reached his paw out and took hold of the blue furred mammal’s erection. Gently he began to stroke it and a small moan came from Bunga. “Looks like you haven’t been taking care of yourself.” 

”I’ve been too busy and too tired,” Bunga said with a sigh. Timon’s slow but steady rubbing was more than appreciated. 

”Well it’s a good thing you came back home. Now he can take care of you, like we always do,” Timon said. He gave the cock a squeeze and Bunga groaned, unable to stop himself from humping into the moving paw. 

Timon let go, not wanting the younger male to get too far ahead. Bunga huffed as he watched the meerkat step back. Their attention was now on Pumbaa, the warthog groaning as he rolled onto his back. His hooves were up in the air and so was his cock, all of his inches being out of its sheath as well. 

Bunga chuckled and came in close to the warthog. They had done this so often that he knew just what to do and what the other guys liked. Bunga being bigger than Timon allowed him to handle more. Bunga got down on all fours and crawled towards the hog in a playful way. Getting between the hindlegs, Bunga reached out with his own paws and began to stroke Pumbaa’s big cock. 

A low moan came from the warthog. He was quick to embrace the light pleasure that came from being stroked. Bunga felt the appendage’s heat and its throbbing in between his paws. 

While he did that, Timon came in from behind. The meerkat pressed his body close to Bunga’s backside, his erection already rubbing over the cub’s tailhole. 

”Ready for the good stuff?” Timon asked. 

”Yup!” 

”Ready!”

Timon started things off by gripping Bunga’s body tighter before pushing his own hard cock inside. Bunga moaned from the pain and pleasure of being penetrated. Thankfully the meerkat’s smaller size made him easier to take. Though physically smaller, Timon packed a surprisingly big cock that was spreading the badger’s tailhole. They both gasped and moaned together, Timon was enjoying the tightness while Bunga felt himself being slowly filled by the entering inches. 

Timon had pushed his cock all the way in. His balls were pressed firmly to Bunga’s rump. With another sigh he patted the honey badger’s back. “Don’t forget about your Uncle Pumbaa.” 

Bunga had nearly forgotten about the biggest member of the trio. Even while the hog’s cock continued to throb in his paws, the pleasure of being penetrated was enough to make his mind drift. His attention was fully on the other male’s erection. His mouth was watering as he guided the biggest cock into his mouth. He moaned from the taste and began to ease his mouth down, feeling how thick it was in his mouth.

Slowly but surely, Bunga managed to swallow down all of it, even taking some of it into his throat. The older males taught him well and he felt even more excitement from the pulsing over his tongue. He just needed a bit of time to get used to the size. 

Pumbaa began moaning out as the badger began moving his head, bobbing it up and down. The warthog felt the warmth and smoothness of Bunga’s tongue and throat. A rush of sensations came from the mouth caressing his length and he couldn’t help but release a bit of precum for Bunga to taste and drink down. 

Just as Bunga began to get into a smooth rhythm with his mouth, he felt Timon’s cock first pulling back and then thrusting forwards again. He moaned even louder around Pumbaa’s cock. 

Starting slowly, the trio were sharing pleasure with one another. Pumbaa couldn’t get enough of the smooth tongue that ran all over his cock. Bunga pushed his head down further and slipped some of it down into his tight and squeezing throat. This made the warthog moan even louder. Moaning louder with him was Timon. The meerkat was rocking his body at a pace too and his cock was sliding against the smooth walls of Bunga’s hole. He loved the feeling of sinking all of his inches in and then pulling them out. Over and over again. Precum was leaking out of him and it was making Bunga’s hole wetter and easier to penetrate. 

“Oh, Bunga! Your mouth feels so good!” Pumbaa exclaimed. 

Bunga took that as a sign to start moving his head faster. Timon saw his chance to start moving his own body faster while also thrusting harder into Bunga’s tailhole. The honey badger’s moans grew even louder as he felt his ass being pounded harder. Timon’s cock was reaching in deeper and it began to consistently touch his prostate. They all grew hornier and wanted each other more. Moving their bodies faster and harder led to them all feeling more pleasure. The noise of a nearby waterfall was nearly drowned out by them all moaning together. 

Timon’s body was mounted over Bunga. His paws began to roam, rubbing over the badger’s blue fur. “You’ve gotten so good at this, Bunga. You make us so proud.”

Hearing the praise from one of his guardians served as further encouragement. He wanted to show them what he could really do. To the older males’ surprise, Bunga began to firmly rock his body. He did it in time with Timon’s thrusts. This gave the meerkat an unexpected rush of sensations and for Pumbaa he was moving his tongue all over, sucking harder, and pushing more into his throat.

Pumbaa was not prepared for the waves of drastically increased pleasure. He tried to regain control of himself but it was just too much. The warthog shouted as he came. His thick cum filled Bunga’s mouth and the badger eagerly swallowed it down. Bunga’s gulping and moaning could be heard. Pumbaa was known to shoot a lot and Bunga could only keep up with so much. Even while gulping down big amounts of seed, some of it still leaked out of his mouth. 

Timon had been able to see all of it. The sight of Pumbaa reaching his orgasm and Bunga doing his best to drink down his loads. It was all nearly too much for the smallest male. Knowing that he wouldn’t last much longer, the meerkat drove himself to thrust with everything he had left. Bunga was still pushing himself back and hitting the prostate caused the badger’s hole to clench down firmly. 

Unable to hold back anymore, Timon slammed himself hard into Bunga’s even tighter ass, humping against the clenches. After doing this a few times he was pushed too far. After another hard thrust he was pumping his cum into the deeper parts of Bunga. He kept his balls pressed firm to Bunga’s rump as ropes shot from his tip. The honey badger felt the heat and wetness of being cum inside of and moaned again as he eased his mouth from Pumbaa’s cock. 

“Oh, that felt so good…” Timon moaned as he pulled out. 

While the two older males were satisfied, Bunga had yet to reach his own orgasm. They both noticed this when he rose up on his feet, showing off his throbbing and leaking erection. 

“It wouldn’t be right to leave you like that,” Timon acknowledged. “I think Pumbaa might have something for that.” 

As the meerkat pointed out, Pumbaa was still lying on his back. He was still erect but was clearly trying to draw attention to his tailhole. His hindlegs were spread further apart and his rump was raised a bit, making his intentions clear. 

Bunga smiled and got himself close to Pumbaa again. His cock poked the soft hole a few times before it slid in. They were moaning again as Bunga quickly shoved it all in, showing how eager he was. Pumbaa was able to handle the sudden penetration and moaned from the size of Bunga’s cock inside of him. 

Bunga began to thrust into the warthog, feeling the pleasure of thrusting his own cock along Pumbaa’s walls. Being behind them both, Timon was left out but decided to insert himself into the situation. He got behind Bunga like he had before but instead of reinserting his cock, the meerkat instead reached out with one paw and eased two of his digits back inside of Bunga while stroking himself with his other paw. 

Bunga felt himself being fingered while he was busy thrusting into the Pumbaa’s squeezing ass. The digits reached deep inside of him. After a bit of feeling around with them, Timon found and began to stroke his prostate again. Moaning louder than the others, Bunga was shooting his precum into Pumbaa, using the lubrication to thrust in even harder. 

Pumbaa was feeling waves of pleasure from Bunga’s cock pounding his anus. The honey badger was pushing hard enough to make his body rock and his own cock was throbbing and leaking again from the steady contact that his prostate was given. As the speed picked up and their voices raised, Pumbaa was starting to pant from his climax approaching again. Timon and Bunga were feeling the same. The meerkat felt his excitement building from Bunga’s hole clenching down on his moving fingers and Bunga had two kinds of pleasure that kept him moaning out. 

Bunga couldn’t handle Timon’s fingering and Pumbaa’s tight ass at the same time. He managed a few more smooth thrusts before he grunted and shot his cum into the soft hole that hugged his inches. Keeping himself shoved in deep, the badger pumped many ropes of his seed. Pumbaa could feel how pent up Bunga had been. The feeling of being cum inside of was enough to make the warthog cum on his own. His own seed came raining down on his belly. His and Bunga’s moans were like music to Timon and with a few rapid jerks of his cock, the meerkat was firing off his own load onto the grass he stood over. 

“Feeling better now, Bunga?” Timon asked. 

”Much better…” Bunga moaned as he slowly pulled his messy cock out from Pumbaa’s hole. 

The three came down from their climaxes and took a soak into one of the pools to cool off and clean themselves. Bunga was glad to be back home and told them that. They were glad to have them back as well. After a nice long soak they got out of the water, shook themselves off, and decided it was time to find some tasty grubs to eat.