This is one reason I'm a big stealth person.
Basically, guys are complex. Right away, people assume that guys want nothing to do with gays, trans, creeps, and weirdos because guys are "anti-gay and not confident in their sexuality" but that's really not even anything near the truth. In fact, guys are simply scared of being seen with people who are considered losers. Guys pride themselves on being status symbols, they do not like human beings in general who are weak, nerdy, or unpopular. With that, I've seen many straight guys hang around the most obvious gay guys, even guys who are wearing pink and covered in make-up, as long as a particular group of people find the particular gender bender to be "cool" or "hot". A big factor in this usually seems to be plain out wether the gender bender has a high confidence and wether or not he's pretty darn physically attractive in some sort of somehow-mainstream, media-promoted accepted way that establishes the gender bender as "cool". (ex. Chris Crocker, Jeffree Star, that whole deal.)
Now, that just goes for the men who care about status and who they build their groups on, on the other end of the park bench, you have geeky hometown shy guys who'll literally accept the friendship of anyone who comes their way because hanging out at the public library all day long is just getting to be a drag.
It's really the same concept as an experiment I once did; for those here who have eyes, everyone knows I always talk about suffering from an extreme Acromegaloid facial appearance, and that no matter wether it was in a female role or male role, I always had people constantly bully me and look down upon me as a "freak", "caveman", "uncool", "ugly", or even "stupid", because of the characteristics of my facial condition. It was a universal thing and every single person treated me that way almost as soon as they met me. It never failed, no matter how many new people I tried to meet, no matter how many people I tried to approach. However, I one day decided that I would go out and try to randomly talk to some youths my age like I always try to do, but that this time, I would wear an entertaining mask that covered the problematic areas of my face. I dressed all up and made it look quite endearing.
Not one single person (including a couple people whom I were already close friends with) used a single derogatory tone with me that day. Even the friends who knew me forever seemed to have completely forgotten their rude attitudes toward me and suddenly seemed to see me as a new person, and all the new people I managed to chat with were all smiles and sunshine. Not one negative comment concerning a face that you couldn't see, not one harsh tone, not one whisper of "Ew, c'mon Janet let's go, he looks creepy..."
It was just surprising. People treated me with fellow dignity, like I was actually a human being. And it was because, quite frankly, with a mask on, people imagined that I look like a normal human being without a growth condition of the face, and thus had no negative pre-judgements. And yet with it off, people treat me like crap. And as a control, I truly don't even act different; I'm not really an expressive person either way, I'm just mature and thoughtful. Nothing uncontrolled in the experiment. I wasn't moping and crying with the mask off, and smiling with it on. It was just a truly shocking experiment of mine and why I'm a big supporter of a "If you can't beat em, join em...at least to some extent, and then show who you really are once you make that first good impression." type mentality about life.