Farm Struggles

Chapter 1: Humble Beginnings

Disclaimer: So I don't own anything except the fictitious –plot- to this particular fanfiction. Except any OCs hiding around. I will state now that the characters will be a bit OOC.

WARNING: There is boyxboy action in this fic, meaning some smut (sex). It is rated mature for a reason. There are mentions of incest and homosexuality, so if you are offended by either of these, I suggest you quit reading. I will accept no flames about this. Read at your own discretion.

Yes, this is a prequel to Family Struggles. I don't know how many chappies it will have, but it WILL be short! This is simply the EragonxRoran part when they lived on Garrow's farm before their worlds were turned upside down. Little children….back away slowly…..RUN FOR YOUR LIVES OR THEY'LL EAT YOU!


"Happy birthday Eragon!"

"Ah!" Eragon exclaimed and jumped out of his bed when he heard the loud yelling. He looked around and glared at his cousin for waking him.

Roran laughed. "A little jumpy? What did you expect, a flock of women to rush to your side since you are now a man?" he asked.

Eragon scowled. "No, but I didn't expect my cousin to start yelling in my ear!"

"I wasn't yelling. Besides, aren't you excited? You are now sixteen, a man! I cannot make jokes at you being a little boy anymore. Although, you haven't looked like a little boy for some years now." Roran replied, giving Eragon a bold once-over.

Eragon flushed red. "H-Hey!"

Roran laughed raucously at Eragon's embarrassed expression. The younger of the two glared at him again and then smirked, thinking of a comeback.

"Well maybe it isn't the women I should be worried about, cousin."

That stopped Roran short, who looked at Eragon with such seriousness and intensity that the boy (excuse me, man) gulped in fear.

"Is that right, cousin? Are you worried about me sneaking into your bed at night and ravaging the boyhood out of you?" he asked huskily as he stepped closer to Eragon. His eyes were dark and probing, staring into Eragon's like he was something to eat.

"C-cut it out! I was only joking." Eragon said and tried to take a step back, stumbling over a chair in the process.

Roran tackled him and they wrestled until the older man had him pinned to the floor, giving him that same look.

"Roran! Quit! You're making me uncomfortable!" Eragon exclaimed, trying to throw his cousin off.

"Oh come on Eragon. You know I only have eyes for Katrina. I just like messing with you, that's all." Roran told him and helped him up.

Eragon's cheeks were still red but he nodded and followed his cousin into the kitchen where Garrow was fixing breakfast.

After breakfast the two men went to work in the fields as usual. Today, however, they would stop early to take Eragon into town and celebrate. There wasn't much to do, but they would sit in the tavern and have a few drinks and talk about when he was younger, as they normally would on his birthday. For some reason, Eragon figured there was more in store for him since this birthday was unique, marking him as a man in human terms. The farmers weren't rich, but they could still give valuable gifts and their family life was rich in itself.

The three men were very close, because all they had was each other. Eragon's parents were missing, while his father was unknown. His uncle and cousin were the only family he had, since his aunt died some years ago. Roran was a few years older than Eragon, so soon he would leave, maybe not Carvahall, but at least the farm house where they all lived. Roran would find a wife and settle down with her, and Eragon wouldn't see him as much, and their roughhousing would end.

Eragon eyed his cousin who was shirtless because of the heat as he worked the field. The joking from earlier was normal for them, but it wasn't normal for two male cousins. When Eragon hit puberty, he relied mostly on Roran because he was older and they were as brothers. Garrow tried to help, but he felt more comfortable with Roran. Soon the two developed an interesting relationship. There weren't many people in Carvahall, so their future mates were limited and any normal teenage fooling around was hard when there were only a few males and females to go around.

In Carvahall, the teenagers were held at bay and not allowed to be alone with each other, because unexpected pregnancies would not be tolerated. Because of this, there was a lot of sexual tension, especially with Roran. They had no female influence except the women in town, who were regarded as friends and acquaintances but never sex-buddies. Roran was older than Eragon and puberty was hard for him since Garrow was a solitary man and didn't like to discuss things of that nature. He was mature and responsible enough not to run off with any of the other girls, but even if he wasn't, no girl would allow him to do anything he wanted.

His young cousin didn't yet understand, and they would often play-fight and joke around, which became awkward for Roran after a certain point. But then Eragon hit puberty and began to understand the ways of the world in regards to hormones and sexuality.

So one day they faced each other and made a pact; I'll scratch your back if you scratch mine- but they weren't referring to each other's backs so much as their backsides. There was an attraction that was very uncommon but almost a relief to the two, and they began experimenting with each other. It was perfect because neither of them could get knocked up and no one would know, because they kept the relationship a secret from even Garrow.

However, Roran became interested in Katrina, but had yet to make a move. Now that Eragon had become a man, he wasn't sure if he and Roran would take their relationship further or end it.

"Is something wrong, Eragon?" Roran asked and Eragon snapped out of his thoughts.

"No, I was just thinking about finally being a man." The younger lied.

Roran smirked. "No you weren't, you were checking me out. I have a nice tan this year, and I swear my muscles are much larger than ever before. I seem to be filling out quite nicely huh?"

Eragon stumbled and tried to come up with a response, unable to stop his blush.

"You're filling out quite nicely too, I've noticed. Let me see your muscles." Roran added and put down his tool to saunter over to Eragon.

"We should be working; we won't have a full day's work already since we'll be going to town later on." Eragon replied, looking at his cousin warily.

"Oh relax; we'll get some work done. I figure it's your birthday and a very important one at that so you shouldn't have to work too hard." Roran replied and stopped in front of him. He took Eragon's rake and set it down despite Eragon's noises of displeasure. He grabbed his arm and slid his hand up to his bicep. "Very nice, you've been working hard this year. They're not as big as mine though." He said and flexed his muscles. "Go on, feel."

"No thanks, I already know your muscles are bigger." Eragon answered casually and then blushed. "I didn't mean…your arm muscles…not your…yeah…." He stuttered.

Roran smirked. "That's bigger too, cousin. We made that clear the other night. Don't worry, you'll fill out more soon." He said and slapped him on the back.

"Okay well, let's just get back to work." Eragon said and bent to pick his rake back up, hiding his face.

"Why are you blushing? You're old enough to be mature, there should be no blushing. Do I blush? Quit acting like a child or I'll have to treat you like a child." Roran replied, although Eragon couldn't tell whether he was being serious or playful.

"Um, what do you mean? How will you treat me like a child?" Eragon replied curiously, ignoring the blushing comments.

"By draping you over my knee and spanking you of course. Actually, I do believe you're due for sixteen spankings anyway, birthday boy." Roran leered.

"I think that tradition ended last year since I'm not a boy anymore." Eragon said but started backing away from his cousin.

"Oh no, it ends this year since you are now a man. Come on Eragon, you're only delaying the inevitable. You're tried avoiding me before, and you know it never works." Roran smirked as he advanced upon Eragon.

"No way! Your spanks hurt! Besides, I refuse to be treated like a child because I am no longer one."

"You act like one."

"Do not!"

"Ha! There you go again! Come here!" Roran yelled and broke out into a sprint.

Eragon shrieked and bolted away, trying to avoid Roran's lunges by crisscrossing within the field. Roran, however, was much faster and finally tackled him to the ground.

"Alright, over my knee. Don't worry Eragon I'll go easy on you." He said as they wrestled.

"No way! Let go!" Eragon exclaimed and tried to get free.

Roran finally got Eragon into position and lifted his hand.

"Don't you dare!" Eragon yelled and struggled more.

Slap!

"YEOW!"

"One birthday spank." Roran said with a grin and raised his hand again.

Slap!

"OUCH! RORAN!"

"Two birthday spanks. Oh come on Eragon you're such a baby, there's still fourteen more to go!"

Slap!

"OW! I'LL GET YOU BACK FOR THIS!"

"Three birthday spanks. You won't do anything Eragon except to avoid sitting down for a while." He replied and laughed.

Slap!

"GARROW'S GONNA WONDER WHY WE'RE NOT DOING ANYTHING!"

"Four birthday spanks. You're right, if you keep squealing he'll hear us, so shut up and take it like a man!"

Slap!

"EEEK! I'M NOT SQUEALING!"

"Five birthday spanks. I swear your voice just jumped up in pitch, didn't you already go through puberty?"

Slap!

"YOU'RE HITTING ME! OF COURSE MY VOICE IS GOING UP IN PITCH! YOU'RE A LOUSY COUSIN YOU KNOW THAT?"

"Six birthday spanks. Ten more to go, Eragon. And I'm not a lousy cousin, I take care of all your needs if you care to remember."

Slap!

"…"

Roran only laughed at Eragon's crimson face and raised his hand again.

Slap!

"Okay seriously that's enough!"

"That was only eight! Now for eight more."

Slap!

Eragon groaned and started to struggle again.

"You do realize if I don't get the rest in now I'll get them in later, and you won't be able to scream like a girl with Garrow in the house."

"I do not scream like a girl!" Eragon exclaimed.

Slap!

"AHHHHH!"

"That sure sounded like a girl to me."

Eragon mumbled something incoherently then let out a yelp as Roran spanked him again. He gritted his teeth and ignored his cousin's racy comments as he continued to be spanked.

Slap!

"And sixteen birthday spanks. There, that wasn't so bad now was it?" Roran asked and laughed.

"I hate you." Eragon growled as he tried to maneuver out of his cousin's lap. Roran pushed him over and laughed harder as he landed on his back and started writhing around in pain. "JERK!" he shouted.

"Oh come on, you know you liked it."Roran said.

"Not really, and you better not do that again, ever!" Eragon replied.

"Oh alright. Besides, I have a special surprise for you tonight." His cousin told him.

Eragon raised an eyebrow. "What surprise?" he asked, eyeing his cousin suspiciously.

"You'll see." Roran replied and winked.

"What? No, tell me your evil scheme!"

"Nope, you'll have to wait and see!"

"Roran! You know I don't like surprises! Especially from you!" Eragon called as Roran walked back to where he dropped his tools.

The older cousin ignored him and started whistling as he got back to work.

Eragon started grumbling about conniving cousins as he also went to retrieve his tools and got back to work.

When it was time to stop they headed back to the farmhouse, Eragon eyeing his cousin warily as Roran walked casually. They put up their tools and then went inside to wash up before heading out with Garrow to the town.

They went inside the tavern and up to the bar. Roran patted the seat next to him and looked to Eragon. "Have a seat, cousin." He said with a smirk.

Eragon glared at him. "Nah, I'd rather stand." He replied.

"You've been standing all day out in the fields, take a rest and sit down." Garrow said.

Roran continued to smirk as Eragon eased himself down onto the hard wooden stool, trying not to wince.

"Ah, Roran gave you birthday spankings. I was wondering what all that screaming was about earlier." Garrow mumbled.

Eragon had just taken a sip from his drink and started coughing as Roran burst into laughter.

"Well I told him to quit squealing or you'd hear. Maybe he needs a few more years to continue maturing." Roran teased.

"No, he's a man now, whether he's ready or not." Garrow replied and gave Eragon a knowing look. "And this will be the last birthday to give spankings, Roran, or else you'll start a scandal." He whispered to his son.

Roran's expression turned serious. "Yes father, I was only joking."

Eragon shot him a smug look while Garrow wasn't looking, to which Roran returned it with a glare.

After a while they started talking of Eragon's childhood as many members of the town came up to congratulate him and wish him a happy birthday. They drank much ale and had much fun until it got late and they had to return home. Tomorrow was another day, and work needed to be done.

They exchanged gifts when they returned home, Garrow giving him a new pack for when he went hunting, and Roran giving him some money to spend for when the travelers came with their goods. Garrow resigned to bed soon afterwards.

"Well, it's certainly been an interesting day. Good night, Roran." Eragon said as he headed to his room, forgetting about Roran's "surprise".

"Hold on, don't you remember earlier?" Roran asked and caught him by the arm.

"My birthday spankings? You better not give me any more." Eragon said and tried to pull away.

Roran chuckled. "No silly, I meant my surprise." He said. There was a strange look in his eyes that Eragon had rarely seen before and couldn't figure out what it meant.

"Oh yeah." Eragon said and narrowed his eyes.

Roran flashed him a grin and lead him to his room. "It's in here." He said.

Eragon grew even more wary as Roran shut the door behind them. He turned and gave Eragon a look that he knew well.

"Oh." He breathed.

Roran tugged him closer and kissed him, cupping his cheek. Eragon returned the gesture and then felt himself being lead to the bed. They lay down and Roran moved his hands to Eragon's shirt.

"Wait, what's the surprise?" Eragon whispered as his shirt came off.

"Be patient and you'll find out." Roran replied and nibbled his neck. His hands moved to Eragon's pants as he pulled off Roran's shirt. Then Roran's pants came off.

Eragon gave him a questioning look as he felt Roran's hands slid down his chest and around his member. His eyes widened as those same hands curved around to his butt.

Now he understood what the surprise was. While they had experimented before, they had never taken it this far. Eragon assumed that Roran was waiting for him to reach manhood before they took that next crucial step.

"Remember, no screaming." Roran said with a wicked grin as Eragon blushed. A small smile started to spread across his face, and he kissed Roran again with more passion than before.

It turned out to be a great birthday after all.


-Author's Note: The long-awaited prequel (at least one of them anyway) to Family Struggles is here! This is Roran and Eragon's story, and will be short but sweet. As I stated in the warning, I will not accept flames, but questions, comments, ideas, etc. are welcome. Please review and tell me what you think! Oh and before I go…SURPRISE BUTT SECKS! Had to get that out, sorry. Peace!-