"All in all, I decided, it was the most avant-garde art gallery opening I’d ever attended — a kind of surrealistic sexual pop-punk style, which wasn’t normally my thing, except for the one draw, which had been heavily advertised. Most of the men who attended today put down their two grand for a ticket because of it. The event was sold out."

Join me in this taboo erotica as I explore a sexual art gallery, a spiral of rooms dedicated to interactive sexual performance art, building to the grand finale: a room lined with human urinals.