Lyle could feel his hand shaking softly as Dante made his way down to undo his pants. He was actually very nervous. He wasn't experienced like Dante was, but he wanted to make his prefect redhead feel good too. He hoped he could deliver on his expectations. He slid back and allowed his pants to be removed with a soft blush as he took in the hungry look in Dante's eyes. Just for him he was feeling that hot. It sent chills down his spine.