8 tastefully horny Instagram accounts to follow now

A catalogue of pleasure: scans of the fossils that scatter unofficial cruising spots across the globe – think: discarded sex toys, underwear, and wet wipes. Scroll through mephedrone baggies, sidenadil (for erectile dysfunction), pink condoms, and muddy popper labels. A sideways look into the wild ride of cruising – coming soon to a park near you.

Photographer Bernice Mulenga catches Black queer life in motion: sweaty basement raves, bouncing street parties, chaotic club nights. Hands raised, bodies pressed, music pounding.

A palm gripping a hotdog, fingers slid between the pages of a New York Times bestseller, or hands interlocking with a lover. Subway Hands documents the hands of NYC’s population: tattooed knuckles, acrylic nails, wedding bands, and more. Maybe a place to find your soulmate, maybe just a place for reading recommendations and nail ideas.

A resident of the rave, photographer Michele Baron’s page is a sweaty, messy, euphoric embrace of queerness on the dancefloor. Take yourself back to smoky rooms, packed cubicles, and neon-lit dark rooms with his documentation of the city’s most insane raves.

“Your favourite smoker’s favourite smokers.” We know it’s bad, but smoking is back – in pop culture at least. Addison Rae smoked a fistful in her Aquamarine video; Rosalía gifted Charli xcx a bouquet of black calla lilies with stems replaced by cigarettes. Live vicariously through the page if you want to save your health (and bank balance). 

Because what’s hotter than a woman carrying something? Women carrying lots of things. 3 matchas, a mango, half-smoked joint, wired earphones, a strip of birth control pills. Multitasking is so hot.

Tramp stamps, t-shots, and cum shots. London-based photographer Jesse Glazzard’s page is a collection of the grit and glamour of queer life. Here you’ll find tops off, muscles flexed, and teeth grinning. We’re sold.