Jesse Stone Responds to Myles Landon’s Healing Cock on Doctor Tapes

At Last, a Medico Whose Bedside Manner is Deeply Effective.

Medical scenes can be so hot when done right. Doctor Tapes pairs some great performers as patients and medical professionals who violate a lot of professional boundaries, laws, and social taboos. It’s part of what makes scenes like “The Sperm Sample” so worth watching. But, oh! The pain of watching the fetish foreplay awkwardly acted out!

Maybe I’m sensitive to it because I’ve spent an inordinate amount of time in medical settings, but watching a patient walk into an exam room alone, strip, and don a hospital gown seems odd. On the other hand, it could just be a COVID staffing thing. For all we know, the doctor is actually the janitor! BTW, that’s how micro-niches are born.

Fortunately for Jesse Stone, there’s nothing to suggest that Myles Landon is anything other than a real doctor, as much as any porn doctor is a real doctor. I mean, he’s got a white coat, a stethoscope, a collection of wooden tongue depressors, a light to shine down his patients’ throats, and, perhaps most importantly, he’s got an attitude of authority. It doesn’t hurt that he’s got a rugged handsomeness about him, as well.

Jesse, having let himself into the room and donned a medical gown, initially fibs to Doctor Myles about why he’s there. Although he claims it’s for a general checkup, he really wants to know why he can’t ejaculate without having something up his ass. Like that’s a problem? Only if you don’t have anything to stick up your ass, am I right? Frankly, if I were Jesse, I’d worry more about all the sniffing he does early in the scene. But it’s not my butt, my cock, or my nose, so I don’t get to prioritize.

After stumbling through some half-ass medical history questions, Doctor Myles informs his patient that he will need to conduct “kind of a physical.” What kind is soon evident. It’s too bad it doesn’t include STI testing because Jesse admits that he has no idea if his current sex partners have been tested or not. Dude! It’s 2022! Get on the Clue Bus. Anyway, talking about STI testing leads to talking about getting hard and ejaculating, the latter of which our pale, athletic blond confesses he’s struggling with.

After a couple of in-jokes, which I choose to think of as Easter Eggs, Doc Myles announces that a genital and prostate check is in order. With the patient’s feet in the stirrups and without gloves on the doctor’s hands, I’ll add. “This might feel a little weird,” Myles warns Jesse despite his having admitted that he likes things in his bum. I suppose that doesn’t immediately translate into a doctor’s finger, but in this case, it does. Jesse is clearly struggling to retain his dignity as a patient while experiencing the pleasures of a lover.

The good doctor keeps encouraging his patient to relax and then goes in for a closer look. Jesse holds his junk aside to make it easier to probe his butt. His breath becomes heavier, and he whimpers quietly, giving inarticulate responses to the medical professional’s inquiries. Doctor Myles assures the athletic young man that he’s stroking his cock in order to see how well he can gain and remain an erection. Jesse isn’t interested in the details. He’s just grooving on the feelings his body is happily enjoying.

It's obvious that Doctor Myles is up on all the latest in techniques and ethics because he whips out a digital camera and begins snapping shots of Jesse’s dangly bits. It’s all for science, of course. What else could it be for? He needs a semen sample now, something Jesse tells him he’s never provided before. Doctor Myles is sure he has without realizing it, which makes me question the medical community. Does it make a habit of surreptitiously milking the semen from unsuspecting men? Someone needs to follow up on this.

Understandably, Jesse expects some privacy while he’s working his damnedest to jerk off into a pill bottle. That’s an unreasonable expectation, as he soon learns. Doctor Myles insists that there’s no reason to be shy since they will have many intimate medical exams over the years. He offers to provide assistance if it’s required. It’s not. “I’ll let you know,” Jesse says, sounding highly unlikely to invite the attention of a strange man to his malfunctioning junk. Alas, the junk continues to malfunction, so he admits defeat and asks for some help. For instance, maybe he could suck the doctor’s cock in hopes that it would inspire an erection in him?

This is not “standard practice,” Doctor Myles states, but why not? “Anything for my clients.” Having agreed to this selfless act, he stands bravely while his patient kneels before him and proves he can suck cock with the best of them, which is good since this treatment is likely not covered by his HMO. Jesse obviously enjoys what he’s doing, and Doctor Myles agrees. He also agrees to take things to “another new level” by agreeing to go further. It’s not like he puts up any resistance, but it is traditional to utter a few words of feigned reluctance.

As Doctor Myles becomes more naked the vibe between the two becomes more casual and relaxed. There are some great smiles and moments of laughter, making it easier for the young fellow to finally come up for air and ask, “Are you still willing to… umm… help me cum?”

Having already proved that the health and wellbeing of his patients come before his personal comfort zone or professional standards of behavior, the bespectacled doctor readily agrees, saying, “Damn! Anything for my patients” before he gets Jesse on his knees on the exam table and starts eating the boy’s hairless ass. For those who’ve never heard it, the sound of tissue paper being torn and tugged on a medical table is loud and blessedly short-lived when recorded.

In between nibbles, licks, and tongue fucks, Doctor Myles admires and inspects Jesse’s bits, sticking his finger into his hole before stuffing his thick, uncovered cock into the admirably reluctant entryway. Jesse wants that cock in the worst way and, for a short while, it looks like that’s how he gets it. But patience, determination, and teamwork make the asshole-focused dream work. Myles asks Jesse how big the items he usually sticks up his ass are, but Jesse is no longer on the same plane of existence. He is deep into bottom space and not up to a conversation. He can, however, moan and swear loudly, which has to be interesting to hear in the waiting room.

The weight-bearing capacity of that medical table gets tested when Doctor Myles climbs up onto it and lays down on his back with Jesse straddling him. Myles hangs onto the blond’s nipples while pounding away with his strong, muscular hips and thighs. Then Jesse switches to reverse and, per sacred porn tradition, finally onto his back. The cap of his jerk-off-into-me vessel is on the medical table near at hand, which is good because his opposite hand is occupied with his dick.

Sometimes you can tell a guy is about to cum because his face looks tortured. Jess is one such man. While Doctor Myles continues to thrust, he also moves the pill bottle closer in anticipation of getting some spunk into it. When Jesse does summon up “The Sperm Sample,” most of it lands on the outside of the bottle. Having the rim licked by the doctor doesn’t add to the sample’s value, either. Having received his sample, such as it is, Doctor Myles is free to deep breed his now-favorite patient. The prescription is to return in a week for a bigger sample.

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