Elder Sorenson's mind is consumed by taboo fantasies, particularly the thought of his brother strangling him with a tie during intense gay sex. In his mind's eye, he sees his brother, the dominant top, pinning him down, wrapping the tie around his neck, pulling tight as he fucks him hard. The lack of oxygen heightens his senses, making each thrust more intense. He imagines the power dynamic, the submission, the raw, primal lust in his brother's eyes as he chokes him, bringing him to the brink of orgasm and back down again.