A twenty-something gay guy exits a sex shop carrying his latest fixation in a plastic bag. You probably assume he’s bought anything from a dildo to the latest man-on-man porn, right? Think again. What rests in his bag is something that makes even the most liberal of us slightly cringe—a bucket of fake blood.

Maybe it’s love for vampire-like sex or a simple need for adventure, but this blood-crazed boy takes his new purchase home and drips the fetish all over his more-than-willing boyfriend. Before they know it, they’re covered in a hot-and-heavy flowing sea of red dye.

And I thought getting my rocks off in different places or positions was wild!

At the same time, a girl across town has stripped down to absolutely nothing. She’s standing over her boyfriend on top of a teal-colored tarp, and as he kneels submissively on his knees and bends backward, she pees all over his stomach and chest—he’s getting his first golden shower and loves every second of it.

So forget doing it on a kitchen table or getting bound up and whipped on something so bland as a bed; people are taking sex fantasies to a whole new level.

Remember in fifth grade when we dreamed of having the best damn food fight our school had ever seen? Well, more people than you’d think have taken that fantasy to the bedroom. I mean, why let leftover meatloaf sit in your refrigerator with that tantalizing bottle of whipped cream? That’s right; they get messy, they get smelly, and they go at it.

When it comes to fetishes, it seems nothing these days is out of bounds. Even a perfect church girl might dream of getting penetrated on the pew she sits on every Sunday morning. Cue the conservative’s scream!

And let’s not forget the guy who loves to take his girlfriend home and get naked with her in the living room all in the effort of getting caught in the act. Talk about using an element of surprise.

While some fantasies are more bizarre than your grandpa sporting designer made skinny jeans, we’re all guilty of exploring those “hush-hush” parts of our mind that take sex… a teensy bit further.

And you have to admit—they’re fun to think about.