Title: One More Saturday Night 3: The Plan -Conclusion

Author: Captain BubbleJenn

jenn057@macconnect.com

Rating: NC17

"Do you think Harvey got home okay?" he asked glancing back at the shoreline.

Face was confused for a minute, then smiled at his lover. "The crab...? Yeah, I’m sure he’s fine Murdock."

They continued holding hands all the way home.

**********

Murdock shifted uncomfortably on the sofa.

"What’s wrong with ya’ fool? Ya ain't sat still for five minute since we got here!" BA gruffed.

"Leave him alone BA." Hannibal called as he walked out of his kitchen. "He’s been having trouble getting to sleep lately, isn’t that right captain?" He smiled.

Murdock’s face turned red with embarrassment and Face chuckled softly. BA looked at the three of them and shook his head. "Crazy fools, all of ya’."he mumbled.

"Okay, down to business. Ms. Emily Branson," Hannibal passed around a photograph as he spoke, is a journalist for a small town paper. It seems while researching a puff piece on the areas businesses community , she discovered that a waste management firm, has been dumping medical waste in heavily populated areas. She attempted to contact the president of the firm, a Mr. Tom Glasco, but has repeatedly gotten the run around. She has also recently acquired three broken fingers and a trashed Nikon for her efforts. Now," he continued while passing around a minilla envelope, "she’s got most of the facts down in her story along with some incriminating photographs to back it up. All she needs now are the documents from Mr. Glasco’s safe to seal the deal." He smiled at Face. "Piece of cake, in and out, and we’ve made a quick $10,000, so what do think guys?"

"Piece of cake...." Face and BA warily chimed.

Murdock just shrugged. He couldn’t take his eyes off of the colonel's crotch.

"Great guys." Hannibal smiled, "we leave tomorrow."

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Face took another punch before slamming into the dirt. "Piece of cake..." he mumbled while rubbing his jaw. The goon that had been pounding on him went flying into a dirty blue pick up truck about 10 feet away. "Thanks BA."

BA pulled him up by the shirt and turned to Hannibal, "We got one left, that big guy with the missin’ teeth."

"Oh Hannibal," Face groaned. Reaching into his mouth and pulling out a cap. "Speaking of missing teeth," he whined.

Hannibal laughed, and pat the lieutenant on the head before taking the tooth, and putting it in his pocket. "At least it’s from the back this time," he stated cheerfully. He looked around with his brow furrowed. "Where’s Murdock?"

They were interrupted by the sound of someone getting the wind knocked out of them carrying over from the distance. Hopping in the van they circled round the parking lot and came across Murdock lying in a heap on the ground. Face ran over to him while Hannibal and BA gave chase. They returned a few minutes later with the thug in toe. Literally, tied to the back of the van as BA drove.

Hannibal knelt over Murdock and brushed the hair out of gash on his forehead.

"He’s out cold." Face said looking to Hannibal, obviously distressed.

"We’ll call the cops and leave the files here. Let them take care of the mess. BA, get Murdock in the van, we’ll take him back to the hotel." He looked at Face with a light smile, "he’ll be okay."

Face nodded, but didn’t share his Commanders optimism.

BA picked Murdock's limp form up off the ground and lay him across the floor of the van. He rolled a blanket up and placed it under his head. Face was hovering over him the entire time. After Face climbed in, BA closed the door to the van and met Hannibal by the back.

"You know Hannibal, it ain't right, the way you and Faceman’s messin’ with his head. He don’t need no more problems." BA took a minute to glare at him, making sure Hannibal understood. He turned abruptly and headed for the driver's side of the van hoping he didn’t come off sounding as jealous as he felt.

Hannibal stood there for a minute, shocked. Not because BA had picked up on it. It’s not like they had been trying to hide anything. He was shocked because he knew BA was right. Not about Face, but about himself. He did love Murdock. He loved all of them, but Face was in love with Murdock, and that made a big difference. He knew deep down inside, that his motives had become selfish. He climbed into his seat and studied the lieutenant in the rear view mirror, as he spoke quietly to the unconscious pilot. *Well,* he thought to himself, *my plans never work out right, they just work,* he sighed as they headed out for the hotel.

*******

BA set Murdock on the bed, and removed the pilot’s jacket. He looked into the eyes of the worried lieutenant, and then to Hannibal. Hannibal smiled in acknowledgment of the earlier conversation, letting him know he had listened. BA nodded back. He looked back at Face, and smiled, before leaving.

"Face, he’ll be okay!" Hannibal stressed for the fifth time, as he sat on the bed next to Murdock. Pulling a tissue out of his pocket, he ran it across Mudock’s chin to wipe off a trail of spittle that had trickled from the corner of his mouth. As he did, he brushed his finger against him, wanting to touch his soft lips just once.

Face sat on the other side of Murdock, stroking his hand oblivious to everything going on around him.

"You’re in love with him, aren't you." Hannibal didn’t phrase it as a question, because he already knew the answer. He was trying to subtly let Face know it was okay.

Face didn’t know how to respond, because he knew the statement had less to do with his relationship with Murdock, and more to do with the relationship between the two of them.

"I know you’ll be good for each other...just don’t hurt him, or BA will break your neck," Hannibal said with a kind hearted grin on his face. "I have it on good authority" Hannibal stated sadly. He was sure the concern the Sergeant expressed earlier was stemming from feelings he himself had towards the pilot.

Face smiled lightly. He knew Hannibal was probably a little hurt, but was thankful he understood. He felt guilty too. Hannibal was the most gentle and giving lover Face had ever had...next to Murdock. "Hannibal I.."

Their discussion was interrupted by Murdock’s quiet groans.

His eyes slowly flickered open. He was slightly disoriented and having trouble focusing. "Face..?" he murmured reaching out.

"Yeah, I’m here baby." Face said drawing the pilot’s hand to his cheek. "You okay? You gave me a scare." he smiled as he kissed his hand.

"M’okay," he slurred. "What happened?" he asked trying to take in his surroundings.

"You took a pretty hard knock to the head." Face answered as he caressed the area around the wound. He leaned in gently kissing his lips.

Hannibal looked on, half of him thinking how sweet they looked together, the other half wanting to jump in and ravage them both. He slowly began to rise off the bed, stopping when he heard Murdock begin to speak again.

"Where’s BA, is he all right?"

"Yeah, he’s out getting some supplies." Face smiled at his concern for the big guy.

"And Hannibal?"

Face looked up at Hannibal and smiled, knowing he’d be happy he wasn’t forgotten.

"I’m fine Captain," he said in a low voice and reached out and stroked his hair. "Take it easy. We’re all fine."

Murdock looked over, nodded, and turned back to Face who still hovered close. Face lay down next to him and wrapped his arms around him. Hannibal smiled and once more, got up to leave, only to be stopped this time, by the pilot’s hand on his knee.

Face raised an eyebrow in his direction and smirked. "What do you say colonel, once for old times?"

He knew Murdock was curious when he had originally mentioned the idea, he’d just been too shy to admit it. He wasn’t sure if Murdock heard the exchange between he and Hannibal, but he also felt a desire to be with him, at least one more time.

Murdock rolled his head back and faced Hannibal with a wanton look in his eyes.

Hannibal hesitantly bent down to embrace him in the kiss he had been longing to share with him for years. Murdock’s hand feathered through the back of his soft silver hair, pressing him hard against his lips, as Face gently worked his hand under the pilot’s tee-shirt and stroked his chest. As soon as the kiss broke, Face looked at the colonel with a wild desire in his eyes and then back down to Murdock, who seemed to wordlessly agree that what was about to happen was okay.

Face slid the tee-shirt over Murdock’s head and Hannibal quickly returned to kiss him more passionately than before. His hand slowly worked it’s way down Murdock’s squirming frame, taking time to ring his finger around his navel a few times before slipping inside his pants. Murdock moaned his hot breath into Hannibal’s mouth, as Hannibal cupped his balls, slowly dragging his hand across the organ, massaging his cock from his palm to his fingertips. Face watched Hannibal losing himself in his lover's body, as his own erection swelled in his pants. Pulling his hand out of Murdock’s pants, he proceeded to remove the remainder of Murdock’s clothing. Hannibal starred down in awe at the thick erection that lay glistening with pre cum across his lean abdomen. Murdock lay on his back motionless, watching the colonel appraise his body, and waiting in anticipation.

Face reached out for Hannibal kissing him gently while unbuttoning his shirt. He brushed his hand against the soft silver chest hair before unzipping his pants, and urging him down between Murdock's thighs. Hannibal still didn’t feel as though he belonged there with the two of them, but sight of the stiff organ in front of him, and Face’s passionate invite, seemed to drown out all of the colonel's ability to reason. He watched Face kneel at the head of the bed and unzip his trousers releasing his throbbing prick, which Murdock reached out for, drawing the smooth rosy tip passed his hungry lips. Hannibal quickly sucked Murdock’s organ down, using his hot, wet tongue to pull the full length of his shaft down into his throat, while his hand dropped down to his own burning erection and began to stroke.

Face moaned excitedly as he watched Hannibal deep throat Murdock’s cock, caressing the base and rolling his balls around in his hand. As Murdock sucked harder, Face could feel his balls beginning to tighten. Murdock also feeling that Face was on the verge, pulled him close by his hips. Pushing the other hand deep between his ass cheeks, he probed the tender skin around Face’s anus.

"OH GOD, YESYESYES!" He screamed as his juice flowed into Murdock’s mouth and down his chin.

His breath was coming in heavy gasps as the aftershocks took him. He gripped the headboard to steady himself and looked down at Murdock who was still gently sucking the shrinking organ, and starring up at him.

Hannibal watched Murdock sucking Face’s limp penis like a pacifier, while quickly running his saliva soaked mouth up and down Murdock’s rock hard shaft. Each time Hannibal’s mouth strayed to far from the base of his cock, Murdock’s hips rose off the bed, trying desperately to recapture the hot orifice.

"Good boy" Face purred, stroking Murdock’s cheek as continued his oral copulation.

Turning his gaze to Hannibal, Murdock let Face’s satiated organ slip out of his mouth just enough to still be able to suck the tip and tongue the slit,while watching his commander suck his cock and jack himself off.

Hannibal looked deep into Murdock’s dark, pleading eyes and felt the tension in his cock building. He tightened his grip around Murdock’s cock and sucked hard, making Murdock moan and thrust up from the bed. Face’s dick slipped out of his mouth and trailed across his lips.

"Keep sucking," Hannibal gasped with his mouth full. "Don’t stop sucking him," he panted, pulling harder on his own cock.

He closed his lips over Face’s rapidly swelling cock, hardly able to breath, much less suck him.

"ssluurppmm...cc--can’tt..--mmmp" he whimpered, bucking earnestly into Hannibal’s mouth.

Face ran his hand across Murdock’s chest and pinched his erect nipple hard making him moan and shiver.

Hannibal felt the vibration traveling through Murdock’s stiff mast as his cum journeyed to the surface. Hannibal quickly closed his hand tight around Murdock’s cock and squeezed the tip shut preventing his release.

Murdock gasped and cried out with need, as Hannibal pumped himself faster exploding a river of semen across Murdock’s thighs and balls. Then, enveloping the pilot’s aching rod he voraciously swallowed the geyser of hot cum that shot into his throat. Murdock, shaking and on the verge of tears, fell back in to Face’s awaiting arms.

"Up for more..?" Face asked the pilot in a husky voice.

Murdock grinned wildly and quickly nodded his head rolling over.

"No, I want to see your face."

Hannibal stood by the dresser with his cock still hanging out of his pants, smoking a cigar, watching Face prepare Murdock. Face ran his hands down the length of his inner thighs spreading his legs. He bent forward and kissed him deeply while rolling his balls around in his palm. Murdock wrapped his arms around Face’s waist and trailed his hands beneath his slim hips to massage his cock. Face’s ass raised in the air, giving Hannibal a perfect view of his tight hole.

Face looked over his shoulder at Hannibal who was hard again and stroking his half exposed erection.

"Give me the lube."Face smiled and gestured toward the opened duffle bag next to him. Hannibal tossed it over and watched him spread it over the length of his cock, then over Murdock’s puckered hole. Murdock moaned and writhed from the sensation. He slowly slid one finger into his ass and Murdock wiggled down on to it. Face worked another one in, and then a third, gently stretching and twisting him.

"Oh God Face, fuck me." Murdock pleaded fisting his cock. "I want you inside me."

Lifting Murdock’s legs on to his shoulders, Face placed his cock head to Murdocks entrance, easing himself forwards. Murdock gasped and shut his eyes tight as Face pushed inside. Slowly the pain was subsiding as Face’s dick found his prostate and massaged with maddeningly slow strokes.

"Oh yeah Face...Mmmmmmmm....yeah...Fuck me hard!" he demanded as Face picked up the pace. Murdock pushed his balls towards Face’s tight stomach, every deep thrust Face took caressed his sac sending shivers through his body.

Sweat glistened off of Face’s tanned pecks, his soaked blond locks falling over his into his intense blue eyes as he lanced Murdock over and over again. He thrust hard reveling in the feeling of Murdock’s tight hole gripping his throbbing cock.

"Gonna’--cum--Face," he gasped in between thrusts. Face pounded harder lifting Murdock’s ass off the bed driving his rod deep inside. Murdock cried out shooting his cum across his chest and belly.

Hannibal stood behind Face and gently stroked his ribs. Face slowed his thrusting to a rocking motion inside Murdock’s ass so Hannibal could enter him. Hannibal reached over Face and ran his hand through the come coating Murdock’s belly. Murdock’s stomach shivered from the touch. Hannibal lubricated his cock with the pilot’s seed and shoved it into the lieutenants ass driving him deeper inside Murdock. Face cried out letting Hannibal’s motions propel him into Murdock ass, finishing him off. Face collapsed on top of Murdock, shuddering as his come filled the pilot’s ass, while Hannibal fucking him. Hannibal quickly pulled and with a loud moan, sprayed his hot cum across Face’s smooth butt cheeks.

Face slipped his soft cock out of Murdock’s ass and lay on top him, coating them both in the warm sticky evidence of their love. Face lay his head down on Murdock’s chest the thick hair tickling his nose, and listened to the pilot’s thudding heart. Murdock’s arms wrapped around him and squeezed. as he quickly drifted off to sleep.

"I almost forgot about the concussion," Hannibal said quietly, lighting up another cigar. "With all that blood rushing out of his head, it’s a wonder he didn’t pass out earlier." He chuckled. "Face...? Uh, Face...?" He laughed again, shaking his head, as he dragged a blanket across the two sleeping men. "Sweet dreams you two" he whispered and went into the adjoining room to wait for BA.

*********************************

The ride home was extremely quiet and restful. The silence only occasionally broken by the sound of giggling coming from the two men cuddling in the back seat. The van turned the corner by Face’s apartment.

"BA, stop here for a minute." Face winked at Murdock and jumped out of the van. Murdock smiled as he watched him run into the restaurant they had eaten at earlier in the week. Once Face was out of sight, Murdock jumped out of the van as well.

"I’ll be right back." He grinned. "I gotta' check on Harvey."

The two men watched Murdock run down the beach to the waters edge.

"What that foo’ doin’?" BA asked.

Hannibal just smiled as he watched Murdock combing the shoreline.

Face came back setting a number of bags down in the back seat. "I figured you were hungry so I bought you two a little something" he said with a grin, handing a package to BA. "I didn’t know what to get you, so I got you the same....Hey, where did he go?" Face asked noticing Murdock’s absence. Hannibal and BA pointed to the distant figure walking up and down the shoreline. "I’ll be right back" Face sighed.

They watched as Face trudged down the beach toward the pilot. Taking him by the hand he tried to drag him back to the van, only to be pulled back to toward the water. BA and Hannibal laughed as they watched the comical scene go on for a few minutes until Face finally threw his hand up in the air in exasperation and fell to the sand. Murdock’s huge grin was visible from the street, as he flopped down next to the lieutenant and draped an arm across his shoulders.

"Awe, a hallmark moment.." Hannibal smiled as he watched the two men embrace in a loving kiss against the back drop of the summer sunset.

BA watched Hannibal gazing at the two younger men with a touch of sadness in his eyes. He was fighting the urge to reach over and stroke Hannibal’s unshaven cheek , an urge that he found himself struggling with more and more of late.

"Hannibal, I was wondering if maybe you wanted to come over to my place tonight..?"

Hannibal turned to the big guy with a curious raised brow. It had never occurred to him that the jealousy he was exhibiting was aimed towards himself and not Murdock.

"T-there’s a game on tonight," he stammered. "We could watch the game...and--and well, we have all this food Faceman bought..." he blushed as pulled out a Styrofoam container marked oysters.."Uh...."

"Sounds like a plan Sergeant." Hannibal smirked knowingly.

BA’s face lit up with a rare grin and a gleam in his eyes.

They turned their attention back to the two lovers on the beach and Hannibal smiled.

*My plans never work right......They just work...*

THE END