His idol, no, his mark

Craig was shaking as he spoke to the superhero. He held no reverence for the man, but he had his mission and he knew what to do. Having been in the facility for less than a month, he knew he had about five months left but his uncle had done a fantastic job of getting him in the same ward as the man. Inside Craig seethed at the difference in treatment though. Even if the two were paying the same amount, everyone and their mother knew about the deeds of Iron Man, whereas he was simply Craig the fuck up. The night nurse fawned over the 'genius' inventor as he bragged about himself for the millionth time as soon as she arrived. She simply ignored the others in the ward. Still he had managed to befriend the sarcastic asshole the simplest way he knew. He got the man drunk.

It had been surprisingly easy to sneak the hootch in with a fake hollow compartment in his unneeded cast on his arm. The moonshine had a barely perceptible smell to it, so when Craig pretended to drink a bit, the smell didn't transfer to his mouth but he had made sure he was in the superhero's line of sight. It had taken two swigs for the recovering alcoholic to walk over and sit down. The roundabout way the rich man had asked for the booze as amusingly simple. Craig knew addiction and while **** wasn't his choice, he could see when a man was fiending. With ease he teased the man and finally settled on a deal. A draw of **** for ten grand. Within seconds the transaction was done and Craig had the richest man in the world literally drinking from his hand.

Craig had to admire his uncle's ability to get him booze. He was visited daily by his uncle and his cast refilled. He could tell something was bothering his fat uncle but couldn't get a word from him about it during that first week. On the second day, Craig doubled the price, but what did Mr. Stark care. He was filthy rich. Every day after the price went up a small amount. Probably less than a tenth of a percent of what Tony made in interest during the day.

It was during the this week Craig had met his "friend" and told him cash wouldn't be enough. The conflict in the man's eyes as they bounced between his cock and the cast were amazing. For a split second Craig almost went against his uncle's instructions and had the man kneel, but in the end he asked him something else.

"Nothing against gay activity dude, but that's last resort. How about the nurse on duty?" Craig said as he leaned in and whispered conspiratorially.

Stark had swallowed heavily, "Thank god. The day nurse..."

"Of course not. The night nurse." Craig said interrupting the man who was not used to being interrupted. Craig smiled internally as he watched his new friend's eyes twitch. It was fascinating watching the man struggle internally as he knew he was asking the man to let him fuck his newest conquest. A completely unsatisfied conquest if Craig read the fake moans correctly the previous night. It was interesting how much anguish the man was putting himself through to simply say OK, and Craig wondered if getting the older scientist to blow him would be easier. The man was noncommittal until Craig did the simplest thing in his arsenal, he raised his cast into the man's sight, "Just a handy."

Like that, the man capitulated and sucked greedily from the hollowed cast before walking in a zig-zag line to talk to his newest paramour.

That night the bottle blonde had come into Craig's room after her session with Stark. Craig heard the fake moan's even more pronounced this time, both doors having been left ajar. He was certain the nurse had wanted to intimidate him. Perhaps so he couldn't get it up. No such luck for her, he had heard the moans from MJ and Felicia as his uncle fucked them. He could tell when a woman was truly being satisfied, at least he could tell as an outsider. He still lacked all the ability his uncle had, but he could tell real moans from fake ones.

The scowl on the woman's face melted into one of shock as Craig drew his patient gown to the side and let his freeballing lower half come into view as he sat in his bed. Craig was the cleanest he had been in a long time after three weeks of detox and he didn't miss the woman's lick of her lips, nor her sudden near hyperventilating breathes.

"So my boy Stark says you suck a mean dick for a gold digger." Craig said with a hint of mirth as he saw the woman's nostrils flare and eyes contract at the perceived insult. "Don't get me wrong, I respect a good gold digger. Women like that know what they want, and how best to get it. Great thing about them, I've been told they also love a good side piece."

To Craig's internal relief the nurse knelt before him and gripped his mighty pole with both hands as she slowly stroked it to it's full length. Holding it up, she extended her tongue and took a long lick from balls to head before saying, "Whoever told you that is right, but only for a side cock like this and a man like Stark."

"So what did he offer you to do this?" Craig said as he leaned back and let the high paid blonde whore get to work.

Grimacing the hot little nurse responded, "He promised me a load of money to take care of all his sexual needs while he was in here, on a per diem."

"Not bad, your rate must be high. You know, we could work together to extend your payday, perhaps even long, long term." Craig said with an evil grin.

"And how do you propose that?" the nurse said as she sat back on her heels, not stopping her slow twisting pumping of the giant rod.

"First, I need you to let me meet Mrs. Potts. Can you arrange for her to 'accidentally' see my cock?" Craig answered.

The nurse's brow knitted together, "OK I get part of your plan. Do you think it will work, tempting the business queen with this thing?"

"That is just the opening gambit. The first visit is just to let her see the goods and get her flustered." Craig smiled as he felt the hands on his cock begin to pump faster, "I assume you understand how this will help you?"

"Of course, I may be taking Mr. Starks money, but I'm not a moron." replied the nurse.

"I know, now we can work out the rest of the plan, step by step. For now, how about I get you to scream for real." Craig said as he reached down and unbuttoned the top of the nurse's gown before pulling her up to face level by her small but well proportioned tits.

"Finally, it's been so long since I've had anything close to this monster and even Luke doesn't quite measure up." The woman mumbled in a low voice as she dropped her panties and moved to hover over the pimple faced **** addicts pole and began to slowly lower her tight but flexible cunt. Craig didn't bother to give it his all. This was only a test of his power over Stark and to get a nut off. Though attractive he didn't care at all about the bouncing cum-dump above him. He would get her a few times a week as payment for booze, and fuck her more on the side once she began to crave his cock, but she wasn't worth too much attention. Only a means to an end.