If clothing was being taken off, that was more than fine with Keith. Oh, he could warn himself to be careful all he wanted, but he was still incredibly aroused, and slowing down much more than he already was seemed pretty much impossible to Keith. He was going at pretty much the same pace as Tanner, and that was about the best he could do, given how much he wanted this. It turned out that quiet, restrained Keith could be quite vocal with his moans, at least for Tanner.
So it seemed only fair to him that, if there were to be clothing coming off, he should participate in that. So once he was in his underwear, he started stripping the gorgeous teenager down, though he was careful to stop in the same place Tanner had, at his underwear. Keith might have been the more experienced of the two but that didn't mean that much, really. It was a big moment for him, too, to have his fingers hooked in the waistband of Tanner's underwear, ready to tug it down.
From his position, which was kneeling on the couch, having just pulled Tanner's pants down, Keith looked up at the blond teenager and met his eyes. "Are you ready?" He was more than ready himself, but, at the same time, he knew that he was the one with the responsability to make sure this, what they were doing, was something that they both wanted.
Still, he was unable to stop himself, and while he tugged gently at the waistband of Tanner's pants without actually pulling them off, he leaned down and started pressing light little open-mouthed kisses to Tanner's flat stomach, still just trying things out, but needing to touch and taste and explore this beautiful young man.