tadger

2005, Liz Rettig, My Desperate Love Diary: by Kelly Ann, Corgi Books, UK, page 302, G says just the thought of trying to bonk in my house was enough to shrivel his tadger and that he′d rather have sex in Argyle Street in the rush hour than try to do it at my place.

2011 (2009), Bernardo Atxaga, Margaret Jull Costa (translator), Seven Houses in France, page 97, ‘But just in case, I'm going a bit farther off,’ he pointed to the solitary teak tree and added: ‘That′s the best place in Yangambi for a piss, but l don′t want to risk him seeing my tadger.’