Lad

How great is that danger, to which poor lads are now exposed, when placed on shipboard to learn the art of sailing! Five lads, training up for the seas, were now on board this ship; […]

The lad, his son, had obtained a Jew's-harp, and learned to play upon it the profane airs of "Yankee Doodle," "Hail Columbia," "St. Patrick's Day," and "Auld Lang Syne."

I think he reckons he’s a bit of a lad.

Last night I was out drinking with the lads.

He's rather a lad, by the way—or used to be in his flying days.

Come here, lad, and help me shift these boxes.

— The lad stood to attention anyhow, he said with a sigh. She's a gamey mare and no mistake.

Mrs Glynn: Oh but there's this great bit in it. You see, there was this girl, but then you find out it's not a girl but a man! Mrs Sheridan: And he got his lad out.

And he loaded the chariot with clods and boulders and cobbles that he fired at anyone who came to stare at him and jeer him, stark naked as he was, with his long lad and his acorns dangling down through the floor of the chariot.

Just thinking about how she would look without her clothes made his lad twitch with anticipation.

[...] regardless whether you feel the lads may deserve to be subjected to those types of images.