If Noah had any doubt that the man torturing him was doing it for sexual pleasure, he doesn’t anymore. Jared rubs the front of Noah’s jeans, then reaches in and grabs the boy’s cock, stroking it. Noah moans involuntarily, half out of fear, half out of pleasure, as his cock thickens. Then Jared rips the boy’s jeans open violently. Noah, gagged and blindfolded, spread-eagled and bound, has no idea what is happening, nor can he ask why. He can just lie there and take it. Next, he feels his left shoe and sock being removed. The soles of his feet are stroked, first with a hand, then with something hard and cool. Then, smack! Oh god, the pain.